Sword of Coming

The capital of Yuxuan Kingdom, in a courtyard in a rough alley in Yongjia County.

The middle-aged Taoist who claimed to be catching demons at night passed by, sniffed and smiled: "Before in the alley outside the courtyard, Pindao smelled a herbal scent, and then stopped, if Pindao guessed correctly, there are Aconite and ginger, why, are you still a native?"

Ning Ji said with a sullen face, "How dare you say that he is a Langzhong, but on the way to escape, he accidentally found a few medicine books from an abandoned pharmacy, and he learned as he walked, but he didn't dare to say that he had learned the fur."

The Taoist priest said, "If you don't mind, take a look."

The young man got up quickly and grinned: "What's the point of this, Dao-chang Wu wait a moment, I'll get it now."

The grandfather was getting old and sleeping lightly. The teenager crept into the house, took out a homemade camphor wood box, returned to the yard, and handed it to the elegant-talking Daoist Wu.

Chen Ping'an took the wooden box and did not rush to open it. He smiled and said, "Pin Dao guess, the medicine book in the box, and the authors of the book are mostly from the Vulcan sect that has emerged in the last three hundred years."

The young man was stunned, his face full of shock and said: "Wu Daochang is really a **** of unpredictable prophets?!"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and smiled and said, "The physicians and Langzhong in this vein are especially good at using Jiang Fu. According to the herbs you have exposed, it is not difficult to guess that it is not as divine as you think, and it has nothing to do with immortality."

Ning Ji suddenly realized that although this Daoist Wu "exposed his own shortcomings", Ning Ji respected this Daoist priest who never made a fool of himself.

If it wasn't for Lu Chendao's breakthrough, Chen Ping'an would never have imagined that the emaciated young man in front of him was the one who could make the Confucian Temple flourish and move the crowd everywhere to find it.

Chen Pingan asked jokingly, "You still know the Vulcan Sect?"

Ning Ji nodded and said shyly: "I often sell medicinal herbs to shops. After a long time, I heard some opinions from the Langzhong."

Chen Ping'an opened the box with a smile and picked up the books, thinking that the young man had left his hometown for all these years. With this medicine book, he could not only heal himself, but also make money by collecting medicine.

However, these books are thread-bound editions printed by book dealers in the market. The engraving is poor, and the characters are often wrong. Medicine books are different from ordinary miscellaneous books.

"The proverb is written in three books, and the fish becomes the emperor and the tiger becomes the tiger."

Chen Pingan quickly turned a few pages and said with a smile: "It means that a book, no matter how good the original is, if there are too many copies and engravings, it is easy to make mistakes, mistakes, misses, and backwards are inevitable. If you have the opportunity, try to find some good manuscripts, look at them, and learn from the secretary to save orthography, and the school clerk to carefully proofread the text and correct mistakes, so as not to be falsely passed on to future generations."

Ning Ji nodded vigorously, silently remembering it in his heart, but when the young man thought about his savings, he began to worry.

Chen Ping'an said casually: "The aconite you picked in spring, in fact, it is the same medicinal herb. The time, month and place of the herbs are different, and each has its own name and medicinal properties. This reason cannot be ignored. , In the Huangting country of the ancient Shu, and the big Lilong state, it was renamed Chuzhou not long ago, and its medicinal properties are better than other places, and it is especially good to pick and expose it in September every year, but in Chuzhou, it is also called mud. Aconite, since one side of the water and soil nurtures the other side, the herbs that pay the most attention to the nature of the soil are naturally similar.”

Ning Ji's eyes lit up and said, "Daoist Wu, I have only heard of Dali Longzhou before, and I will definitely visit those places in the future."

"The young man is full of energy and has high ambitions. He wants to read thousands of books and travel thousands of miles."

Chen Ping'an nodded, put the books back in the camphor wood box, and returned them to the boy. He smiled and said, "Life is a long journey, and if you have a rest, you can drink a scoop to quench your thirst, which is a good deed. I want to say a few more digressions to you, since ancient times, doctors of various disciplines have always had many differences, quarreled with each other, and scolded people fiercely, but scholars who scolded people are not loud, and the more refined they are, the more mean they are.”

Chen Ping'an pressed the camphor wood box with his palm, "Actually, the difference is not in books, but in people. It is not only the climate of the people who take the medicine, but also the personal learning and opinions of the people who take the medicine. Ning Ji, you can be considered a reader. People who have read a few medicine books, the poor man will ask you a question, who is right and who is wrong in such a quarrel?"

The young man pondered for a moment, but hesitated.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "If you have something to say, it's not a field test. Pindao is neither a field examiner, nor are you a candidate for the test. Pindao is not a teacher, you are not a Mengtong, and there is no test school. I mean, we are just casually chatting a few words, don't be nervous."

Words and words are not only a bridge between people, but also an obstacle and a boundary.

Ning Ji scratched his head and hesitated for a moment, "Wu Daochang, is there a possibility, there is no difference between right and wrong, only better and more right?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "What is the answer, you will find it yourself in the future. In short, if you are a scholar, you can fight with someone to be red-faced. As a human being, you still need to be calm and calm."

The young man is thoughtful.

The Taoist smiled and teased: "Yo, can you understand such a big truth?"

The teenager grinned, "I don't quite understand it. Anyway, I'll remember it first, and think about it later."

The Taoist stroked his beard and nodded, and said in admiration, "Ruzi can be taught."

Following the conversation with the Daoist Wu's East and West, the young man became more peaceful before he knew it.

Just like in the youth's mood, there is an extra place called Dalilongzhou. It seems that there is a bookstore in the distance, and there are several medicine books in it, but the price is not cheap... They are all waiting for the youth. Traveling and meeting, and on the road where the young man has not yet set off, it seems that there are a few Langzhong arguing on the side of the road, blushing and spitting, which is very interesting... There is also a warm voice on the road, seemingly repeating a sentence In other words, being a person should be a little calmer...

It's just that the impoverished young man named Ning Ji is unaware of these subtle scenes and thoughts.

The Taoist priest said: "Meeting is fate. Pindao has traveled abroad since he was young, walking around, setting up stalls and fortune-telling, and occasionally being a traveller. Today, I will teach you a few prescriptions, named Zuoguiwan and Youguiwan. , Buzhong Yiqi Decoction, Yinqiaosan, Sini Decoction, and Zixuedan. I will teach you a few of these for the time being. If there is a chance to meet again in the future... I will talk about it later."

Hearing this, the young man's face flushed red, and he was so excited that he trembled in Mandarin with a little local accent: "Wu Daochang, I only know about this Sini soup, the book says that it has the power of warming the middle to dispel the cold, and returning to the sun to save the enemy. ."

The Taoist smiled and said to himself: "These recipes, more or less, need to deal with money, since you know the magic of Sini Soup, then Pindao will teach you a roasting method that costs almost no money. In the future, in the place where the miasma is heavy in the mountain, before going up the mountain to collect herbs, first set up a fire at home, wait until you come back down the mountain, turn your back to the fire, and bake your back. That's enough, it can connect the Governor's meridian, and it can also be used to restore Yang."

The Taoist priest smiled and said: "Pin Dao is an outsider, he has always looked down on money, yellow and white things are external things, and naturally he is not greedy for your savings. If you feel that you owe something and feel bad about it, it's okay, don't pass it today. , you just need to show more kindness and do more good deeds in the future, and have a merit and demerit in your heart, and you will pay it back to the world one by one, then you should pay this debt of gratitude."

The young man was ignorant, thought for a moment, and nodded vigorously.

Chen Ping'an asked, "Do you have paper, pen, ink, and ink here?"

Ning Ji nodded and said, "It's all there!"

When the teenager rushed into the house to get a pen and paper, the Taoist priest raised his head and looked at the alley outside the courtyard. There was a woman passing by the wall. The Taoist priest smiled and pretended not to know.

Xue Ruyi twitched the corners of her mouth and whispered, "It's meaningless to be deceived and tricked."

She had previously noticed that the Taoist priest sneaked out of the house in the middle of the night. She was bored anyway, so she followed the Taoist priest all the way and came to Yongjia County to see whether he was the flower thief or the gentleman on the beam. Turning eight turns, the Taoist priest actually came to see the young man.

At this moment, a righteous and dignified voice sounded in Xue Ruyi's ear, "This girl, you have misunderstood us Daochang Wu."

Xue Ruyi was horrified, but she remained calm, turned her head when she heard the sound, and saw a shabby Taoist priest in a cotton robe, who was young and looked like a dog.

She asked, "Who are you?"

The Taoist priest moistened his throat and said: "Xiaodao's surname is Lu, the girl can call Daoist Lu, not to brag, but only to say that the business of setting up a stall and fortune-telling is a business of fortune-telling. , Fuluan, Plum Blossoms, etc., are all excellent. Especially the 'Qi Gua' is a good show, whether it is throwing copper coins, reading words, listening to birds, and distinguishing the wind, probably because of the sincerity of the poor. , but the gods are the spirits, and they all respond.”

Xue Ruyi couldn't guess the identity of the other party, so she patiently listened to this Daoist Lu being shameless over there.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that this Taoist priest, who claimed to be surnamed Lu, spoke in a smooth, articulate manner.

of.

Yes, with that Wu Di, they are clearly the same thing, no wonder they are so familiar.

Xue Ruyi is careful, and has carefully looked at the other party's attire.

The young Taoist held a tai chi bun, wearing a cotton robe, a black bag hanging from his waist, and a cotton wrap slung across the body.

Seeing that she glanced at his black bag, the young Taoist said with a smile: "It was a gift from an old friend who was a prisoner. It was a treasure when he saw things and thought about people. sell it."

Xue Ruyi pretended to be surprised and asked, "The Taoist priest still looks at feng shui? He looks at the good and bad of the yang house, and also the quality of the yin house?"

Lu Chen shook his head and said, "Xiao Dao is not particularly good at this line of work."

The word "special" is very heavy.

Xue Ruyi smiled and said, "Forget it if you're not good at it, I originally planned to invite Daoist Lu to my house for palms."

Lu Chen tugged at the rope of the package and said with a smile: "Don't lie to the girl, there are several kilograms of dried yellow essence in it. The quality is very good. The key is that the price is cheap and the quality is good. The big deal is to take an extra trip to the mountain road. In the ancient mountain called Quanjiao, there was a man of Taoism who told Xiaodao that taking Huangjing, as long as he got the correct method, he could fly to the sky.”

Lu Chen looked at the female ghost lingering here.

In the world, no matter men and women, people and ghosts, fairies and monsters, live a long time and have many stories.

Near the love gate, beautiful women have met for a thousand years, and I want to see beautiful women for a thousand years.

Xue Ruyi sneered when she heard the words, eat a few catties of Huang Jing, can you get the Dao soaring?

Who is not good to learn, if you have to learn from Wu Di, if you like to set up, you will be familiar with it?

It's just that Xue Ruyi couldn't help guessing, could it be that this young liar surnamed Lu was the person Wu Di was looking for in the capital of the Yuxuan Kingdom?

Judging by the ages of the two parties, could it be Wu Di's illegitimate sons?

It's just that the two of them don't look alike.

Lu Chenxiao was embarrassed, what the **** was this girl Xue thinking.

That Chen Ping'an's appearance can only be regarded as Zhou Zheng, but the poor road is completely worthy of the word handsome.

Xue Ruyi asked with a smile: "Wu Daochang likes to grow flowers in the house, and Lu Daochang likes to go up the mountain to pick herbs?"

"Occasionally do it occasionally. After all, curing a disease and saving people involves life and death. If you use it well, you will rejuvenate your hands. If you use it badly, you will kill with three fingers.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "The girl may not know something, one of the ancestors of our profession once made a rule that he must learn from the past and the past, know the heavens and people, and not approach the immortals or the Buddha in his heart, and he must not practice medicine. pregnancy."

She sneered: "According to what you said, how many qualified men can there be in the world's Xinglin?"

The young Taoist was ashamed, "Xiaodao is clumsy and clumsy, I really can't say enough about a girl."

Since Wu Di came here just to get close to a young man, Xue Ruyi didn't bother to continue chatting with this guy named Lu in the alley, so she turned around and left.

After she turned around, Lu Chen shouted, "Miss Xue, please stay."

Xue Ruyi turned her head and found that in the hands of the young Taoist priest, for some unknown reason, there were two fresh wormwood that seemed to be stained with rain and dew.

She frowned slightly, where did the object in the other's hand come from?

Lu Chen stretched out his hand, handed the mugwort grass, and said with a smile: "On the afternoon of May 5th, I will give you a pair of mugwort, and Miss Xue can hang it at the door during the Dragon Boat Festival this year to ensure safety."

Xue Ruyi squinted her eyes and said with a smile: "Let's not talk about the local customs of hanging wormwood, just ask Daoist Lu about it. Hanging it at the door can ward off evil spirits and exorcise ghosts?"

I saw the Taoist nodded vigorously and said, "It must be possible!"

Xue Ruyi snorted coldly, the way of making money is not as good as Wu Di's. Wu Di recognized that he was a female ghost anyway, and this one with the surname Lu was far behind.

The female ghost left quickly, and Lu Chen shook his wrist. The two wormwood in his hands disappeared and appeared at the door of the haunted house. The wormwood hung in the air and slowly approached the door at a speed invisible to the naked eye. When the land gods saw it, they could roughly estimate that the wormwood would be posted on the gate on time after sunrise on the Dragon Boat Festival.

Lu Chen grabbed the low wall with both hands, snorted softly, sighed in his dantian, climbed over the wall and entered, spread his hands in the courtyard, and stood still.

The Taoist priest shook his sleeves, his face full of smugness.

Xue Ruyi was hiding in a roof ridge, and when she saw this scene, she snorted.

In the hospital, Chen Ping'an had already written the few prescriptions for the teenager, and finally, for a lame reason, he wrote an extra prescription and how to torture the herbs, a total of three pieces of paper.

Chen Ping'an didn't even look at Lu Chen, who slung his parcel across his shoulders and had a blue sack hanging from his waist.

As for when Lu Chen arrived and the content of the conversation with Xue Ruyi in the alley, Chen Ping'an didn't know.

Lu Chen trotted all the way to hold down the three pieces of paper, and said anxiously, "Fellow Daoist Wu, put it away and put it away, what a formality, my generation of Taoist priests is a man of the sky, how can we be generous to others."

Chen Ping'an's intention couldn't be more obvious, to help Lu Chen with this favor, even if he paid off the debt he owed back then.

The young man was at a loss, not knowing who the young Taoist priest who jumped over the wall in front of him was.

Just looking at the situation, are you old acquaintances with Daochang Wu? That's not the bad guy.

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Young man, please go and get another ladle of water, remember to put it in a white bowl."

Ning Ji nodded and went to the kitchen to spoon water with a gourd and a ladle.

Chen Ping'an sorted out all the prescriptions except the three sheets of paper, stacked them into a pile, and gently placed them on the bench that was temporarily used as a table.

Lu Chen sat on the steps, took the white bowl from the boy's hand, smiled and said, "Whether it's medicine to practice medicine, or going up the mountain to cultivate Taoism, kung fu is nothing more than planning on the two methods, there are thousands of methods, and in the end, it doesn't surpass the two methods of yin and yang. "

Ning Ji was a little embarrassed. He glanced at Daochang Wu, who was beside him. Daoist Wu smiled and nodded, indicating that the young man should not be restrained.

Lu Chen shook the white bowl in his hand and said with a smile: "Pin Dao Lu Chen, the Taoist name is 'Nanhua', and he is one of the headmasters of Bai Yujing. I am here tonight because I want to accept you as a direct disciple, Ning Ji, you are willing to worship Lu Chen. Are you a teacher?"

Ning Ji was stunned, a little confused, what and what, some of the words that came out of the young Taoist priest's mouth were all words that some teenagers had never heard of.

Only understand one thing, the other party wants to accept himself as a disciple.

Ning Ji blushed and looked at the Daoist Wu again.

Only this time, Wu Daochang neither nodded nor shook his head, in short, there was no hint.

Lu Chen smiled, put down the white bowl first, raised his hands, and clenched his fists, "Ning Ji, guess left, guess right, you can guess."

Ning Ji subconsciously looked at Daochang Wu from the corner of his eyes again, and the latter nodded lightly.

The teenager looked left and right, and said softly, "Guess right."

Lu Chen turned sideways, turned his back to Chen Ping'an, and spread out his two hands at the same time, each with a seal, and the bottom part was facing Lu Chen himself.

Inside the tour, outside the tour.

Lu Chen clenched his hands again, raised his sleeves and released them again. The two seals slipped into the sleeves and said with a smile, "Ning Ji, look at our Daoist Wu, we are comfortable. Although we wave all day long and seem toiled, In fact, his demeanor remains unchanged, this is the so-called master of the Tao in the book of immortals and quirks, his body shape is within the wandering side, and the mind of the Tao is outside the wandering side."

Chen Pingan smiled.

Three thousand years ago, Lu Chen, who traveled far away to the Qingming world, said in a book a long time ago, what is a great master, someone who is not a traveler.

Not only is it a very mellow Taoist language, it is possible, just possible, and it also contains a layer of meaning. Pure martial arts become gods, and it is a great master.

Chen Ping'an suddenly found that a long river of time seemed to be stagnant.

The young man Ning Ji had stood still.

Naturally, it was Headmaster Lu's method.

Lu Chen stretched out his hand and brought two jugs of wine again, one is Wuti wine from Shujian Lake Chishui City, and one is Chunshou wine from Gengyun Peak in Yunxia Mountain.

At the same time, three scrolls of vertical scrolls appeared in the courtyard, all of which were images of Chen Ping'an, but slightly different. They were a standing sword stove, a two-finger twisting talisman, and a sword on the back.

In the past years, the young man in the mud bottle alley, in the future years away from home, the foundation of his life, the order, martial arts, talisman, and swordsmanship.

It is first to learn boxing to save one's life, then to practice talisman, and then to practice sword to climb high.

"This Ning Ji is naturally suitable for practicing Talismans. In fact, he can practice anything, and there is almost no threshold, because as long as he wants to learn, chance will come to him, just like you are here tonight, I have to follow already."

After taking this as his opening remarks, Lu Chen paused for a moment, pointed to the vertical scroll of Chen Ping'an's twisting talisman, and said with a smile, "It is a lantern-bending talisman. It is really suitable for us... people."

Afterwards, it was like watching flowers on a horse, and what I saw in my eyes were pictures of Chen Ping'an using different talismans in different years and scenes.

Back then, when Chen Pingan practiced boxing on the ferry on the underground river, he would

Write a tranquilizing talisman for concentrating and calming, and the purifying and cleansing talisman that is also located on the first few pages of the Book of Pills. Whenever the night falls, the straw-shoe boy walks over the mountains and mountains, and he will also sacrifice a yang lantern charm to determine whether there are ghosts and evil spirits in the surrounding mountains and rivers, and use it to seek good luck and avoid evil. Traveling on the road, the mountains and rivers are far and wide, fighting with people and fighting against the enemy, or the square-inch amulet that can shrink the earth's veins, assisting the gods to beat the drums, or encountering ghosts, they will sacrifice the pagoda town demon amulet.

Afterwards, there is a qi trainer who is afraid of heights in the picture, with a handsome appearance, it is difficult to distinguish male and female.

Lu Chen said lazily: "Lu Tai, your good friend, after parting with you, one of the four lotus flower blessed places, Furong Mountain, raised a dog and named him Lu Chen."

Chen Ping'an looked at the scenes of constantly changing pictures and "self", but he didn't think much, but felt that he had traveled so many places.

The first time I traveled to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, after leaving the Hanging Mountain, Chen Ping'an took a cross-continental ferry to swallow a treasure whale and returned to the Old Dragon City of Aquarius. After entering the Wufu Qi Refining Realm, you can draw "Shanhe Sword Talismans" and "Raining Talismans". Although they are still low-grade talismans in the original book of elixir, according to the records in the book, they are very magical and have many uses, but they are intentional. Unintentionally, Chen Ping'an, who had been able to draw these two talismans for a long time, was rarely used until in the Zhenyao Building where Qingtong was in town, in an illusion world of phoenix trees, the drought was severe, and Chen Ping'an prayed for rain. , it was the first time that one of these Taoist altar talismans was offered, a rain-seeking talisman that can make "the sky and the earth darken and the rain floods".

Lu Chen smiled and said, "Actually, these two talismans, which you have hardly sacrificed, are exactly the ones that intersect with you the most, and the Dao on the mountain is relatively the thickest."

In the hometown of Long Kiln where Chen Pingan was an apprentice, a rain teacher once set fire to the fire.

It was someone's box of rouge buried in the mud bottle alley that made Chen Ping'an seem like a natural avenue of water.

"On the ferry, it was the first time that you could clearly perceive what the real 'Soul Soul's Ding' is, because you could finally hear the sound of dripping water clearly when the Three Souls passed by the Heart Lake. At that time You are busy having fun, but you don’t know yet, not all Qi practitioners, even if they are Earth Immortals, can detect that the Three Souls are crossing the road. Of course, it is possible to thank that sissy’s relic.”

Chen Ping'an reached out and took the dangling pot of Wuti wine, and began to drink silently.

Lu Chen took the pot of Chunshou wine, and continued to say to himself: "Shanhe Sword Talisman, you have little experience back then, so you have always been unable to figure out what three mountains are, and you have always been suspicious of why Qi practitioners hold this talisman, so that ghosts can be turned away. Respect and take the initiative to give way.”

The last time he was outside the sky, on his way back to Haoran, Li Xisheng showed up to help solve his doubts, so that Chen Ping'an finally confirmed that he and the Mr. Sanshan Jiuhou had some origins, but there was no Taoism in the general sense. It turned out that one of the four candidates of the ancient world's ten richest people, in the early years of the Lizhu Cave, was in the mud bottle alley, but it did not have any intersection with the few Chen sects in the town.

"Even now, you still don't know, to be precise, you are not sure what the meaning of the 'river' in this talisman means, the senior brother just stated in the book in general terms that in ancient times there was a **** who ruled Jiang He, who was in charge of slaying evil and destroying evil. , likes to devour ten thousand ghosts. Of course you guessed it, it is related to the gentleman Zhong Kui of Dafu Academy, but I can't believe it, or in other words, I am not particularly willing to believe it."

"Heh, Dafu Academy, Dafu, and dog days, naturally, it is often necessary to ask for rain. Zhong Kui was born in such a Confucian academy, do you think it's a coincidence?"

"You and Zhong Kui first met in Hu'er Town on the border of Daquan, but Zhong Kui first revealed his supernatural powers outside of Confucianism. It seems that it was in that buried river, right?"

"You didn't have any idea about the rain charm back then, largely because you didn't refine the five-element natal object, and then you bought one from Lu Yong, a Taoist priest of Qinghu Palace, at the price of one cabbage. Tasteless, but to you, the five-colored golden kitchen stove, which is priceless to you, hehe, five-colored, isn’t this even more coincidental and unfinished, right?”

Speaking of this, Lu Chen seemed to be a little dry, so he hurriedly raised his head to drink, gudonggudong, and took a big mouthful of wine.

Chen Pingan finally opened his mouth and asked with a smile: "What does Headmaster Lu mean, do you want to say that these things are waiting for people, or people are doing things?"

Lu Chen said: "It's easy to ask, it's easy to ask, if it was Cao Rong, he wouldn't be able to ask such a question if he was beaten to death. Previously, he was at Pomo Peak, and his disciples were blunt, so I had to look at him to comfort him. Where, in fact, it is."

Chen Ping'an looked straight ahead and moved the jug slightly towards Lu Chen. Lu Chen tapped the jug in his hand and drank each other.

After drinking, Lu Chen wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, thought for a moment, and said, "I really have to worry about who it is, it's not worth making a fuss at all. You, me, Cao Rong, Xue from that haunted house in Changning County. Ruyi, the school boy next door to her, Yongjia County here, Ningji here."

Having said that, Lu Chen put away his magical powers, the three vertical scrolls in the courtyard dissipated, and the long river of time continued to flow.

Lu Chen squeezed the water bowl with his fingers, but instead of drinking the water himself, he unexpectedly handed it to Chen Ping'an and asked with a smile, "Why don't you come to accept the apprentice?"

Chen Ping'an didn't expect Lu Chen to do such a thing, and was speechless.

The boy's eyes lit up when he heard the words.

A pair of eyes, shining brightly in the night, like lighting a candle, is the longing and hope of a young man whose heart is full of disappointment.

Lu Chen thief smiled.

Chen Pingan glanced at Lu Chen and said with a smile, "Master Lu is so happy?"

Lu Chen immediately restrained his smile and put the white bowl back on the steps between the two, "My disciple said something from the bottom of his heart, saying that Shanzhu Chen and Shanzhu's husband, student and teacher, both of you are good at being good teachers. He Cao Rong expressed his admiration from the bottom of his heart that Pindao has a good apprentice who speaks bluntly."

Among his own disciples and students, from Cui Dongshan, who was the first to become a student, to Zhao Shuxia, a closed-door disciple who was regarded by Chen Ping'an as his own boxing method.

Of course, Chen Ping'an was very satisfied with everyone, but at the same time, he did not hide his partiality towards them.

Having said that, in a sense, Chen Ping'an seems to have not received a disciple who is "most like himself" for the time being.

After all, the threshold is not low. If you are a sword cultivator, you can learn boxing, and you have to be a talisman trainer.

Otherwise, Chen Ping'an, who has learned a lot of complicated things and can be regarded as a doorman, can teach everything about preaching, especially in the word "personal transmission", he can really get what he wants, incisively and vividly. .

The students and disciples are all so good that Chen Ping'an, a gentleman and a master, seems to be more like a hands-off shopkeeper than a mountain leader.

Therefore, Chen Ping'an has a lot of regrets about teaching his disciples in person. Cui Dongshan doesn't need to teach them, and Cao Qingqing's mentors are actually Chong Qiu and Lu Tai. Besides, for example, teaching Pei Qian boxing? To teach Guo Zhujiu swordsmanship, who was already a Jindan swordsman when we met again? Even with Zhao Shuxia, who is by his side now, he started learning boxing, and more often he taught himself. After finally meeting a little girl, Chen Ping'an wanted to show off occasionally, but what happened to Chai Wu's side?

Chen Pingan put away his thoughts, turned his head, looked at Lu Chen, and asked Lu Chen with his heart.

"When we were young, did we survive a certain winter, did we freeze to death in the night?"

us?

What do you mean?

Lu Chen was dumbfounded, silent for a long time, exhaled a long breath, and said solemnly: "Chen Pingan, don't follow that Zheng Juzhong, really, listen to my advice!"

Zheng Juzhong is Zheng Juzhong, the only one, he will think about proving that he is not a Taoist ancestor. What kind of energy do you Chen Ping'an get involved in this kind of excitement?

Seeing that Chen Ping'an didn't speak, Lu Chen raised a hand, put his fingers together, and said sadly: "Am I so out of touch among friends? Do you still need to make a poisonous oath?!"

Chen Ping'an smiled.

A pair of golden eyes appeared, but the vision was fleeting.

Chen Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, he could rule out the most unlikely possibility.

Before that, Chen Ping'an was afraid that he was the key dream of one of Lu Chen's five dreams and seven hearts, Meng Die.

"I've been friends for many years, don't mess with my heart."

Lu Chen wiped his sweat-free forehead and said cautiously, "Actually."

Chen Ping'an twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "Actually, have you ever had a similar idea?"

Lu Chen blinked.

Chen Ping'an asked: "Since you have thought of it, why not do it?"

Lu Chen smiled brightly and said, "You're not curious, why did my master walk with you all the way in the town, and finally stop at the entrance of the mud bottle alley?"

Chen Ping'an frowned slightly, and asked back, "Who used to live next door to my ancestral house in Mupin Lane?"

Lu Chen laughed, but just tapped his heart lightly with his hand, and said, dong dong dong.