Sword of Coming

The white clouds are like formations, and the mountains are as deep as the sea. There are no guests here, just a few glasses of wine.

Whether the flowers are blooming or the birds are flying, the wind and smoke are clear, and the characters are all in the snow.

Chen Pingan came to Huang Xi and Xiu Niang. Behind him, higher up, there was a girl in a mink hat and a handsome monk with an unfamiliar face, wearing a green robe, slowly walking down the Shinto steps.

Quickly climbing the mountain and arriving next to Chen Pingan, Deng Jianping was obviously very nervous. Huang Xi found it interesting. When talking to her sister and brother-in-law, aren't you pretty young and witty? Now you are a mute, and you are in trouble?

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything, and Deng Jianping became more and more embarrassed. Huang Xi saw that the atmosphere was awkward and couldn't turn his elbows out, so he joked, "Chen Jianxian is too familiar with the elegant words of Luzhou, our northern capital. I can’t hear the slightest trace of Aquarius Island elegant dialect or old Dali Mandarin accent.”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Everyone is happy to meet you, no matter where you are. But in the final analysis, I am not as honest as Brother Huang in treating others, so when I was paying the bill, I reciprocated and signed up for my number."

The embroiderer hurriedly said, "Chen Jianxian is right. Be careful when you go out. You should speak only a few words to people you meet, and don't give up your whole heart to everyone casually."

Deng Jianping nodded, deeply convinced.

Huang Xi's face was full of melancholy, "My good wife, you are so unkind, you are burning the bridge across the river." Am I the only one who is a confused outsider?

Xie Gou and Qing Tong came here to get together, and Xiu Niang asked in a low voice, "Chen Jianxian, who is this girl?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Master Deng just calls me by my name. Her name is Xie Gou, and she is our Luolu Mountain Genealogy Monk. Of course, we are definitely not father and daughter."

Xie Gou rubbed his mink hat, grinned and introduced himself, "My name is Xie Gou. Why don't I mention it by name? It's a false name for an external object. You can just call me Gouzi from now on. I am the second in command of Luo Luoshan." The worshiper, like the mountain master and Deng Jianping, is a sword cultivator, but I entered the mountain later, it seems that among the genealogy cultivators, I am a little earlier than your brother."

Although Huang Xi was always regarded as a wandering wild cultivator in Luzhou, Beiju, in fact, he had a great background and origins.

Otherwise, he would not have suggested that his brother-in-law Deng Jianping cross the continent to come to Wutong Mountain to practice Taoism. It was Huang Xi who knew the true identity of the "Qingyu Patriarch" and his relationship with the Demon Suppressing Tower.

Huang Xi said from the bottom of his heart, "Huang Xi, a monk from Luzhou, Beiju, and his Taoist companion Deng Jianqiao, have met senior Qingtong. Our original intention is for Deng Jianping to come here to find a seat in the ancestral hall."

Qing Tong just nodded in greeting, with a cold and distant expression, and casually made a pun, "The temple is small. The vegetarian food is bland, so it may not be delicious."

Don't look at Qingtong's lack of momentum on Xiaomo and Bai Jing's side. After all, he is a time-honored person with ten thousand years of experience in the Ascension Realm. Not to mention he is the owner of one of the nine Xiongzhen Towers in the world, and he is even more closely related to Lao Guan. The Lord has been a neighbor for countless years. In the eyes of Qing Tong, how could the Huang Xi and Deng siblings be treated with such condescension?

Xie Gou Da Bao said, "I worship my master and practice my sword well. If you encounter any problems in building the road, if the mountain master is not around, you can ask me. You can also often go to the sword worship platform on one of the mountains of the Luopo Mountain Domain. , find Gan Tang, oh, just worship Gan Tang. When you get to Luolu Mountain, you will know his identity. Anyway, the little old man is also a sword cultivator, with a fair level, and his own Taoist power is average, but his ability to preach is not Well, patience is a rare advantage in him."

Chen Ping'an had a small accident. It was rare for Xie Gou to be so concerned about other people's cultivation. The old deaf boy had to suffer a lot in order to learn some sword skills from her.

I remember that when we first arrived at Luopo Mountain, the old deaf boy was still reluctant in every possible way. He was afraid that the young hermit official would ask him to shoulder the burden, which would cause extra social affairs and delay his cultivation.

It's good now, I heard that Gan Chongfeng has moved directly to Jie Mao on Huaying Peak to teach Taoism. Instead, I started to worry that those Taoist embryos have no way to study and are not brave enough to break through the cultivation realm.

Just because Deng Jianping's visit to the mountains to learn Taoism made Xie Gou think of the earth on earth thousands of years ago. Almost all the monsters who had opened up their spiritual intelligence and could shape their bodies had a pure and unyielding Taoist spirit. Heart, you want to learn from the masters of those who have attained the Tao. Many monsters have just heard the name of a certain mountain or a certain Taoist temple and know a general direction. They will make a wish and resolutely go there. , the mountains and rivers are far away, and the Tao lies there, so we have to work hard. This journey often takes several years or even decades. The journey is often extremely difficult and dangerous, and finally we have the opportunity to meet the Taoist priest who has been asking him to help solve my doubts. It is not only a hard work that consumes endless physical strength, but also a journey of mind. Even if you are lucky enough not to be expelled and be left on the mountain by the Qi Refiner, the matter of cultivating Taoism has only just begun. Most of them will be anonymous for the time being. Whether it can be included in the door wall requires long-term observation. After that, the mountain will be protected for decades or even It may take a hundred years for a Taoist priest to teach you a few words of true secrets.

So Xie Gou's first impression of swordsman Deng Jianping was not bad, and he would choose his master.

Choosing a master depends not only on vision, but also on luck. This is a very true skill. We need to know how many demon monks who sincerely followed the Tao in ancient times met a miserable end. They tried their best to fetch water from a bamboo basket and became the "Taoist food" for some Qi refiners with ulterior motives?

The embroiderer wiped the corners of her eyes, focused her voice into a thread, and murmured softly, "Fortunately, all the hard work has come to an end. A rather bad beginning has a happy ending."

In fact, everything that the woman does besides her brother, her own martial arts training, and all the matters on the mountain top are handled extremely carefully. Only the matters related to Jian Ping are trivial and trivial, and it is easy to get lost and get entangled. It was extremely difficult, as if she had lost her soul, and she had to ask Huang Xi for advice.

Huang Xi had no choice but to remind her in her heart, "Xiu Niang, where are you now? I just became a master. Jian Ping still has a long way to go from now on. He only said that he would go to Luo Po Mountain and practice sword practice with Chen Pingan." , no more than practicing at home, there are many things that need to be paid attention to, such as how to get along with those fellow disciples who are already well-established and famous, can they be harmonious, will they be excluded? Can Jian Ping adapt to it? Luo Luo Mountain's family tradition, whether it is related to the elders or not, usually treats people less casually than in the dojo at home. We know each other well in the past, so naturally we don't have to worry about saying something wrong or inappropriate, and the other person may miss him for a long time. Besides, Well, our side is just a hilltop with no more than a hundred people in total. It is far inferior to the hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Luolu Mountain. There are many experts with different temperaments. Let’s just talk about this girl Xie. She can serve as the second enshrinement of Luolu Mountain at the foot of the mountain. In the store, can we imagine her true identity? Things like this will all be considered and figured out by Jian Ping in the future. He needs to be able to accommodate others and adapt to the environment entirely on his own."

The embroiderer felt sorry for herself and said, "It's still my fault. I didn't teach enough principles in the past. It's also my fault that you, the brother-in-law, are not close to my brother-in-law, so you can't have a few drinks throughout the year..."

Huang Xi's head grew red when he heard this. The number of times I have gone to drink with him has never been less, and I still have to face him. There was only one time when both parties drank well, but Deng Jianping was so drunk that he sat on the ground, and the brother-in-law had to squat on the ground to drink with him. The brat was so drunk that he still kept his momentum and said, "I dare to let you down." Sister, just chop me to death. Even if you can’t chop me to death, I will die on the top of your mountain. It was the scene of a vigil during the Chinese New Year. Huang Xi ended up carrying his brother-in-law on his back, and even had "nectar from heaven" spat on his head. When his brother-in-law got this job, Huang Xi himself felt that he was sincere.

The embroiderer whispered, "Husband, it's hard for you."

Huang Xi smiled and said, "Xiu Niang, if you want to make up for the past, you don't have enough, just ask me to get it. If you feel you owe me, you can pay me back in the next life."

"I will be an uncle then. I will let you rub ink on your sleeves every day to add fragrance, and I will also serve you tea and water to help wash your feet. Haha, I feel happy just thinking about it..."

The embroiderer elbowed her again, and then started to worry again, "But Jian Ping went on a long trip alone, with no one around to take care of him. Will he be wronged when he gets to Luo Po Mountain?"

"If a cultivator wants to gain something, he should go through a lot of hardships. Don't be anxious. In short, let's take it one step at a time. You have to believe in my vision of good and bad people, and you can also believe in Jian Ping's Taoism. heart of."

Huang Xi then gave an attributive sentence, "What's more, when Jian Ping went to that Luo Po Mountain, what he really wanted to learn was not just Chen Ping'an's swordsmanship."

Xie Gou seemed to be afraid that the mountain master would regret it, so he said tentatively, "Sister Deng Jianqiao and brother-in-law Huang Xi are both very good people, especially this one named Xiu Niang, who is naive. I believe that the character of this child Jian Ping is not that different." Where to go? The owner of the mountain picked it up and missed it! Is this called buying a pig to watch a pen?"

Which pot does Qingtong not mention? "Yin Guan is able to recruit disciples here. Doesn't Wutong Mountain have some credit for naming it as a courtesy?"

Xie Gou grinned and muttered, "It's bad luck. I'll never come here again."

Qingtong felt relieved. From now on,

It would be best if you, the Taoist couple, are not invited to come.

Chen Pingan changed the subject and said with a smile, "Comrade Lao Qing, please make some space for us to sit down and chat for a few words. Then let Deng Jianping perform a simple apprenticeship ceremony and stop disturbing fellow Taoist Qingxiu."

Qing Tong opened all the restrictions on the landscape and found a quiet place in the private dojo.

In the room, the host Qing Tong and the host Chen Ping'an sat on the same seat. Xie Gou sat cross-legged on the chair, opposite Deng Jianping and three others.

Chen Pingan was sitting upright, and he only had to drink a bowl of apprenticeship tea from Deng Jianping to be registered as master and apprentice. After that, you still need to change to the Jise Peak Ancestral Master Hall and go through the process of recording your name on the golden and jade genealogy.

Chen Ping'an looked soft and said slowly, "Jian Ping, when we become masters later, we will have the status of masters and disciples on the mountain. As a preacher, my requirements for you do not say what realm you must reach in the future, so You don’t have to feel pressure in this regard. I only have one thing to say. You must remember that after you follow me into the mountains to practice, you must sincerely follow the Tao and work hard to practice swordsmanship. In addition, if you feel that you are not good at dealing with people, you can live in seclusion in the mountains and concentrate on practicing swordsmanship. . Occasionally leave the dojo and go out to relax, whether it is at the top of Zhufeng Mountain or in Huaihuang County. No matter who you meet on the road, no matter who the person is or what their identity is, just have a rough etiquette. As for your fellow brothers and sisters , there is no need to rush to meet them, and when they meet, there is no need to deliberately ponder their thoughts, treat people and things, just be yourself."

Huang Xi glanced at Xiu Niang, as if to say, look, Chen Jianxian has already thought of what you are worried about.

Xiu Niang, who had been subconsciously clutching her dress, felt as if she had taken a reassurance. She just felt like she was in a dream. Jian Ping was relieved of her knot and recognized her master?

Xie Gou immediately helped, "These are not polite words, they are the sincerity of our mountain master. For example, there is a Tao Jianxian in the Qingping Sword Sect who is in the Jindan realm. He is in the same realm as Jianping. He was born in Shanze Yexiu and has no He has a bad temper and loves to scold people. Jiang Shangzhen, Mi Yu, my Xiaomo, and even the owner of the mountain were all taught a few words by him in person. Tao Jianxian is still alive and kicking every day now. Hehe. , now that we are all family members, then I will tell you more about Tao Jianxian’s feats. Last time Qingping Sword Sect held the opening ceremony of the mountain, Tao Jianxian was the last one to get up and met our mountain master on the mountain road. He spoke straightforwardly and persuaded that there should be less red tape for this kind of ceremony, otherwise he would take a nap in the ancestral hall and sleep in his cage. The mountain master had no choice but to nod obediently and say okay, okay."

Chen Ping'an smiled and explained, "The story of what happened has been polished by Xie Gou, and it is a bit exaggerated. Tao Wen doesn't just curse people when there is nothing wrong. Most of them happen for a reason."

The embroiderer was stunned when she heard that. That Jindan realm sword cultivator couldn't be so bold, right? How cruel must he be to be so generous? How many lives do you have to dare to curse like this?

Huang Xi laughed from the bottom of her heart and said, "Xiu Niang, I can see that Xie Cixi has a good impression of you. Maybe this is called eye compatibility."

The woman then thought, even if Xie Cixi used an exaggeration, but no matter how ignorant we Jianping is, how can we always be better people than that Tao Jianxian?

Qing Tong coughed and reminded that this was Yin Guan recruiting disciples. In a sense, every word he said was preaching and teaching skills. You, Bai Jing, an outsider, should not interrupt, it is inappropriate.

Xie Gou rolls his eyes, bad luck is really bad luck. Little did he know that Qing Tong felt that meeting the two of them would seem to be a conflict of fate, which would be his downfall.

Chen Pingan said sternly, "Deng Jianping, before you formally become a master, as far as I am concerned, it is not only the master who chooses his apprentice, but the apprentice can also choose his master. The rule that one day is a master and a lifetime is a father is not so natural. . If one day you feel that the two ways are not compatible, you can just get together and break up. Don’t be too rigid about the master-disciple status, and don’t think too much about the human world outside of practicing Taoism and practicing swordsmanship. Of course, you still have to go through the necessary Ancestral Hall procedures. Yes, remember not to leave without saying hello."

In fact, both the master and the apprentice were of the same age, but no one here thought that Chen Ping'an was putting on airs, and Deng Jianping was always holding his breath and listening with an open mind.

Until this moment, Deng Jianping's mind was still full of confusion. Hearing these words, he suddenly became frightened and said in a trembling voice, "Unless Chen Jianxian and Luo Luoshan insist on driving me away, I will never leave the genealogy and retreat." Yi Yi said, even if you drive me away, I will still take my bedding and stay at the foot of the mountain, waiting for Chen Jianxian to change his mind."

Chen Pingan smiled and said nothing.

Xie Gou was overjoyed, "This guy knows how to take advantage and knows how to find a way out at the foot of the mountain. The gatekeeper of our Luolu Mountain is Taoist Priest Xianwei."

Qing Tong felt sorry for this young swordsman. Until now, he still looked at Chen Jianxian with a sense of distance.

Chen Ping'an said, "Before I hand you the apprenticeship tea, Jian Ping, please go and wait outside the door. I have something to say to your sister and brother-in-law."

Deng Jianping quickly stood up, walked to the door, closed the door gently, and stood in the corridor as if facing the wall, pursed his lips. After a long time, he came back to his senses and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Xie Gou raised his chin and signaled to Qing Tong that you are a **** outsider and you should leave the house quickly.

Qingtong, a landowner, had no choice but to stand up and make room for a group of outsiders.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Friends Qingtong don't need to avoid suspicion. You are a registered worshiper of Qingping Sword Sect. At this moment, everyone in the house counts as one of your own."

As expected, Qing Tong sat down again and shook his sleeves coolly.

Xie Gou stared at this guy, Xiaomi Li said, the martial arts master in the book who has an internal strength of one or two Jiuzi, has excellent martial arts, and I heard that he can kill people with his eyes.

Qing Tong was actually depressed in his heart. He was annoyed to death by this young girl in a mink hat who was now known as Xie Gou. She might as well have met Bai Jing, the swordsman from ten thousand years ago.

Chen Ping'an said, "Fellow Daoist Huang, Master Deng, first of all, I have to thank you for trusting me to give Jian Ping to me to teach you swordsmanship. Then I also ask you to rest assured that I will be extremely careful in my teachings in the future, both emotionally and rationally. Jian Ping Now he is in the Golden Core Realm. With his qualifications and foundation, it is not difficult to break through the bottleneck and enter the Yuanying Realm within a few seconds. As expected, his real difficulty lies in the fact that when he was in retreat in the Yuanying Realm and tried to break through, he had two inner demons. , one of them, when it was an accompanying city and 'Chen Ping'an' at that time, I had my own means to prepare for a rainy day and help him pass the level without taking shortcuts. However, the inner demons of the previous level must be solved by the person who tied the bell. Before Grandmaster Deng says goodbye to Jianping, he needs to have a frank heart-to-heart talk with his brother and sister. Remember, Grandmaster Deng should not care about Deng Jianping’s feelings, and should not blindly listen to Deng Jianping’s thoughts. He should cover his ears with lightning speed. Once it is clear what Deng Jianqiao was thinking and why he acted as he did in the difficult situation that year. It should be noted that Deng Jianping was unable to resolve this knot, which was calamity. When faced with calamity, he ran away, ran away again and again, and his Taoist heart retreated. Even if the flood breaks the embankment, Deng Jianping's achievements in this life will not only stop at the Nascent Soul realm, but he will sail against the current and retreat again. Therefore, Grandmaster Deng must solve the hidden dangers in this matter first, otherwise he will not be able to succeed later. The more I preach, the more mistakes I make regarding Deng Jianping's future."

Deng Jianqiao said in a deep voice, "I will definitely live up to my trust. I will go outside and have a heart-to-heart talk with Jian Ping..."

Huang Xi hesitated to speak.

Chen Pingan said bluntly, "Deng Jianqiao, have you really thought about it? Do you recognize yourself and dare to tell others who you are? What's the point?"

Deng Jianqiao was stunned. Huang Xi nodded slightly, and the authorities were confused and it was clear to the onlookers.

Chen Pingan continued to ask, "When suffering comes, dare to be angry and speak out, rise up and kill when necessary. Is it for yourself or for your relatives? If the Tao is to have both, what is the order and emphasis? Deng Jianqiao At that time, it was inappropriate to abandon the immortals and turn to learn boxing. I couldn't help myself. Today, who do I live for in this life and who should I live for? From now on, Deng Jianping should face 'Deng Jianping' What is the responsibility of this name and how is it responsible?”

Deng Jianqiao couldn't answer a single question.

Huang Xi said cautiously, "Chen Jianxian, there are a lot of questions. Could you please ask the embroiderer to calm down a little?"

Chen Pingan just glanced at him.

Huang Xi became speechless, what a guy, he is so powerful.

Chen Ping'an, who had a similar conversation at the wine table, was completely different from the other two.

Chen Ping'an was silent for a moment, asking and answering a question to himself, "As a monk, his will is depressed and his heart is like ashes. Can the ashes be rekindled? If you stir up the embers of the brazier, there is a hidden pearl."

Huang Xi secretly praised.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Master Deng, go

Call Jian Ping in. "

Deng Jianqiao had been in a daze, and suddenly woke up, stood up, and went out with Huang Xi.

Qing Tong was the first to leave his seat and stand up. Xie Gou did this on purpose, slowing down and leaving the chair. He could no longer speak and act exactly like Qing Tong.

What does it mean to practice Taoism in the mountains? It is a secret heart-to-heart teaching between master and disciple, and the Dharma is not transmitted to the six ears. .??.

Deng Jianping didn't sit down, he just stood.

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything about this, and said, "Jian Ping, I can allow you to practice sword breaking slowly, and I can even accept my own direct disciples who often slack off in practicing sword, wasting time, and wasting their qualities. There is no big deal." To succeed, you must be a good person with a clear conscience from beginning to end. The disciple's failure in practicing Taoism is because, after all, I, the master who is a preacher, failed to teach the disciple well. These are easy to discuss, and you can be allowed to be on the road of life. , make mistakes, admit them, and correct them.”

"But I will never allow Deng Jianping to disappoint his sister who has no requirements for him."

"One day, I will not only clean up the family in person, but also let you know what it means to regret having me, Chen Pingan, as your teacher."

"Did you hear me?!"

Deng Jianping shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Chen Jianxian, I remember every word!"

Chen Ping'an smiled, "Huh?"

Deng Jianping suddenly realized it and scratched his head, "Master, all the disciples have remembered it."

Chen Ping'an seemed to have profound meaning in his words, "A true heart-to-heart comparison will not drag down both parties."

Deng Jianping seems to have some enlightenment.

In the corridor outside the house, Qing Tongxian symbolically used a layer of formation to help isolate the world inside the house. He glanced at the Taoist couple from other continents and asked straight to the point, "Deng Jianqiao, with the cultivation levels of you and the Taoist couple, Why do you let your younger brother come to Wutong Mountain to join a Jade Pu Realm family?"

The embroiderer was hesitant, after all, it involved her man’s family secrets.

Huang Xi was very honest and said with a smile, "To be honest, the founder of my family once traveled all over the world to visit real people. Before the war was over, he left a notebook recording his experiences. He wrote that he was with Qing Tong at the Yao Tower in Tongyezhou Town. The senior had a chance encounter. At that time, he stopped to rest at the entrance of a grotto sealed with white clouds. He was struck by the scene and chatted a few words about his Taoist experience. Unfortunately, the conversation with the master in the mountain did not agree, so the ancestor took his leave and left. "

Qing Tong thought for a while and finally remembered that thousands of years ago, he had indeed seen a sloppy and lame old Taoist priest with profound Taoist power and strong agility.

But for the young Qingtong, this kind of encounter is like a leaf of duckweed spinning on the water, fleeting, and never paying much attention to it.

So Qingtong just said with emotion, "It's not easy for your family to inherit the incense tradition for so many years. If you keep up your efforts, don't insult the ancestor."

There is an old saying in the mountains, it is better to mess with the new sects that are booming than the old mountains with endless orthodoxy.

Because I don’t know if there are several ancestors hiding in the latter mountain or in the hanging statues.

Huang Xi called the Taoist priest and said respectfully, "The younger generation should bear in mind the ancestral precepts and teachings of the elders."

Seeing that the atmosphere was good, Huang Xi said, "My ancestor Zang Fu also wrote down a sentence in his notes, saying that in Tongyezhou back then, there were only two strange people who dared to say that they had realized Taoism. They were in Donghaiguan Taoist Temple and one continent. Under the central plane tree.”

Qing Tong seemed to be smiling, but said, "Such biased words can only be written in a notebook and closed for self-admiration. As for the children in future generations who are qualified to read this notebook, too much words will inevitably lead to mistakes, so don't spread it outside." .”

If this kind of **** talk is accidentally heard by the old viewer, the person who said it and the person who listened will definitely be unable to eat and walk around, and neither of us can even think of running away. Fellow Daoist Huang, please don’t harm me.

Qing Tong added another sentence, "It's a big honor for Mr. Huang Daoyou to be able to ask Mr. Yin Guan to pay for a drink."

Huang Xi smiled heartily and said, "That's because Chen Jianxian is approachable and has nothing to do with my reputation."

This trip to Wutong Mountain was not in vain. I also got an extra "taoist friend" from senior Qingtong. Isn't it the same treatment as my ancestor? When I went back to the family ancestral hall to offer incense to the hanging portrait, I had to say Said?

Qing Tong exclaimed, "Why don't Fellow Daoist Huang go to Luopo Mountain to be a guest?"

Huang Xi wondered, "Why?"

Xie Gou chuckled and said, "He has sharp edges and corners and speaks straightforwardly."

Huang Xi asked, "Am I really capable? Isn't Luopo Mountain closed and still accepting guests?"

Xie Gou said, "Whether we can seal the mountain, whether we can accept guests, is not a matter of our mountain master's word?"

Huang Xi exclaimed, "With one heart and one mind, Chen Jianxian is very prestigious."

It's not that Huang Xi deliberately said something nice, but Huang Xi knows very well that people in a big family or sect have complicated hearts, with their own misunderstandings and grievances growing like overgrown weeds.

On the other side of the room, Chen Ping'an said, "Everyone can come in."

Xie Gou quickly made up for it, "Luoluo Mountain is not a one-word palace!"

After entering the room, Chen Pingan sat down and took the apprenticeship tea from Deng Jianping. Deng Jianping refused to listen and insisted on kneeling and kowtow. After Chen Pingan drank the tea, he became the master and apprentice.

Xie Gou was counting his fingers, silently counting how many disciples the mountain master had now.

Deng Jianqiao raised the back of his hand to wipe away his tears. The woman had never been so happy.

Chen Pingan put down his teacup and said with a smile, "Deng Jianping will return to Aquarius Continent with me. Grandmaster Deng, what do you think, fellow Daoist Huang? Are we going to Luopo Mountain to sit together?"

Deng Jianqiao frowned and said, "Chen Jianxian, don't call me Grandmaster Deng. Just call me Xiu Niang."

She almost forgot that Chen Ping'an was a genuine Kung Fu martial artist. Not long ago, they had a fist fight with Pushan Huang Yiyun, and they had become quite attached to each other in private. Ye Yunyun bluntly said that she was able to stay at the level of Kung Fu, thanks to Chen Pingan’s boxing lesson. Ye Yunyun was teaching boxing rather than asking about boxing, and Deng Jianqiao knew the importance of it.

Huang Xi said, "We originally planned to send Jianping to Wutong Mountain, and then continue downstream to Litongyezhou, all the way to Qushandu on the seaside, and then take a cross-continental ferry to Nanposuozhou to meet a few current friends with whom we have family connections. Dojo.”

Chen Pingan nodded, "Then you can follow the planned itinerary. Anyway, Luoluo Mountain is not long, and we are waiting for you two to visit us at any time."

Of course Xiu Niang wanted to accompany Jian Ping for a longer distance, and it would be best to send her brother to Luo Luo Mountain. But for such a big matter, she still listened to Huang Xi. Huang Xi is indeed better at getting along with the immortal masters and sects on the mountain.

Chen Ping'an said, "Then let me talk to fellow Taoist Qingtong about some personal matters first. You have to say goodbye for now, but you can also chat for a few more words. In half an hour, we will meet at the foot of the mountain?"

Huang Xi was fine. Just when Deng Jianping was alone with Chen Pingan in the house, senior Qingtong had already told them a place suitable for siblings to talk. It was a small pavilion on the cliff that was best for enjoying the scenery. The pavilion had "clouds" on its forehead. Pass".

After Huang Xi and the others left, Chen Pingan handed over a piece of paper.

Qing Tong took the piece of paper covered with small regular script and asked doubtfully, "Really?"

Chen Ping'an glared, "How can it be difficult for me to be stopped by such trivial matters? Talent is flowing like a spring, and I'm afraid of it myself. Who can stop it?"

Xie Gou laughed heartily.

Once she was in a good mood, she didn't care whether Qingtong pretended to be in the Fourteenth Realm or not.

Chen Ping'an laughed at himself, "I even had the idea of ​​accepting a disciple as my master. I almost said it on the steps of the mountain road earlier."

Xie Gou was really shocked now, and Qing Tong was even more surprised.

On the mountain road to the small pavilion, Deng Jianping took the lead and said with a smile, "Master talked to me a lot, and also taught me a truth that I will keep in mind."

Huang Xi joked, "What's the golden truth? Can I take advantage of it and listen to it?"

The embroiderer elbowed again, and this time Huang Xi, who was very familiar with it, blocked it with her palm. The embroiderer elbowed her again, "Hey, I'll block it again," so skillfully that Deng Jianping, who was his brother-in-law, felt... distressed.

Deng Jianping said, "The truth is very simple, just one sentence, 'Human life is rare, and a gentleman will not save it.'"

Huang Xi nodded and agreed. This kid Jian Ping really likes to get into trouble, "Chen Jianxian is advising you to cherish your life and don't die casually?"

Deng Jianping was noncommittal.

In fact, Master also said a few words at the end, "It is the principles that your Master Qi taught me back then, and I will pass them on to you today."

"It just so happens that I haven't left the town yet, and you haven't gone to the town yet. You haven't gone up the mountain yet, and you're still outside the mountain."

Xiu Niang asked tentatively, "Jian Ping, I'm going to tell you something from my heart, do you want to listen?"

Deng Jianping took a deep breath, looked determined, nodded and said, "Sister, I've been waiting for this sentence for a long time."

Huang Xi smiled and said, "Hey, the implication is that you are complaining about my sister for not taking the initiative to chat with you? It's so wonderful to turn an army against you with one hand."

Deng Jianping's face turned red. He was not good at talking and was holding back too much. Xiu Niang's elbow was quite powerful, but Deng Jiancheng grabbed her arm and walked forward quickly together.

Huang Xi held the back of his head with both hands, slowed down, walked behind his siblings, looked around, saw the wind and earth were beautiful, then looked up at the sky, wow, what a good weather.

He did not enter the pavilion, but squatted on the edge of the cliff from a distance, occasionally glancing at the pavilion secretly from the corner of his eye.

I don’t know what the siblings were talking about, but I saw that Xiu Niang finally cried for the first time. The grievance was on her face but not in her heart.

Huang Xi lowered his gaze and saw someone on the other side of the mountain road, wearing a green shirt and long coat, holding a hiking pole.

Reminds me of a saying that above all the martial arts in the world, Cao Cao dressed in white is dressed in green.

Huang Xi smiled knowingly and went to visit Cao Ci when he had the opportunity. How strong must this guy be to make Chen Ping'an lose several boxing matches in a row without winning?

Chen Pingan took Xie Gou down the mountain first. No matter how arrogant Qingtong is, it is only polite to send him to the mountain gate.

On the way down the mountain, I met several groups of monster monks who were going up the mountain. Halfway up the mountain, the goddess of the Wutong Mountain Ceremony Department was responsible for entertaining the guests, and the monks from the Patrol and Hunting Department were responsible for driving them away.

Seeing the mature and prudent old man, Chen Pingan took the initiative to clasp his fists, and the latter clasped his fists in return. After both parties nodded, they smiled and left.

Needless to say, in life, east, west, north and south go their separate ways.

Qingtong remembered this scene in his heart.

And there was that foxy girl who was surrounded by the stars. When she saw the guest in green shirt, she smiled brightly and extended her hand to say hello, "Brother Jun, we meet again. We are quite destined, right?"

But she muttered a little bit. For some reason, there was an indistinguishable male and female monk in green clothes next to the girl in the mink hat. She was really a beauty.

Chen Ping's arrangement turned a deaf ear.

The female cultivator became more and more enthusiastic as she talked, "This is Lishan. Why, you didn't pass the test at the Wutong Mountain Ceremony Department, or you just got rejected? Do you want me to give you a favor?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "The person next to me is the Patriarch Qingyu of Wutong Mountain. When I go down the mountain, he sees off the guests. Who do you think needs help and who intercedes?"

The female cultivator and her companions burst into laughter. She even covered her heart, her eyes were as charming as silk, and she said sweetly, "Brother Jun is good-looking and his words are even more interesting. Do you want to be friends with my sister?"

Chen Pingan laughed it off.

Qing Tong remained silent and kept walking. He just turned his head and glanced at the group of **** who had defected to him.

Xie Gou gloated and said, "Yellow mud is stuck to my crotch."

Qing Tong's face turned darker when he heard this.

Chen Pingan held a hiking stick in his hand. He poked the ground lightly with the bamboo stick, making a loud sound, and said in his heart, "It is good to let the local demon clan in Tongyezhou have a place to live. If Wutong Mountain can change the customs, it will be even more green." Fellow Taoist friends have a lot of merit."

Qing Tong nodded, "Do your best."

Chen Ping'an said, "It's not just about trying your best, you must do it well. You have to have this intention first."

Qingtong said, "Be taught."

Chen Pingan smiled and said, "When you first establish a sect, there will definitely be a lot of things and a mess. Everything is difficult at the beginning, so don't be discouraged. I believe you will find the trick soon. If you have any questions, please send more letters to Qingping. Jian Zong and Dafu Academy are the ones, and I have a personal relationship with Wen Yu, the deputy headmaster of Tianmu Academy. I will write a letter and ask him to help you keep an eye on it. Don't worry, there will always be a bright future in another village. "

Qingtong hummed. On a whim, he said that he wanted to establish a sect, but he really had the sign of Wutong Mountain. A large number of demon monks were pouring into the land every day, and Qing Tong was really beating his heart.

When they arrived at the mountain gate, they waited patiently for Deng Jianping and the others to meet here. Chen Pingan looked up at the memorial arch list book and said with a smile, "Is it written by Mr. Cheng Shan? It seems that his skill is not as good as that of my old cook who has more gold and stone spirit."

Qingtong smiled and said, "I'll make do with it."

Xie Gou clicked his tongue, he couldn't speak, so he didn't talk much to that old **** Jia.

Chen Ping'an said, "Go back first, so don't wait with us."

Qingtong turned around and went up the mountain.

Deng Jianping went down the mountain alone and came to Chen Ping'an and Xie Gou. He smiled and said, "Master, Xie Xie, my sister and brother-in-law will spend more time in the mountains."

Chen Ping'an nodded, handed the green bamboo stick in his hand to Deng Jianping, and said with a smile, "Handmade bamboo stick, an ordinary object, don't dislike it."

Deng Jianping was stunned and took the hiking pole with both hands.

Several groups of monster monks who were drinking in the shop at the foot of the mountain were still queuing up to record their files. I heard that the goddess in charge of the Ceremony Department was a Nascent Soul Realm Water Goddess from the old dynasty, and the one who was the Patrolling Department The top spot was actually a martial artist at the top of the Far Traveling Realm. But including the two of them, everyone who had already arrived at Wutong Mountain with official hats looked respectful, waiting for the handsome monk wearing a green robe.

Qing Tong's face was indifferent and he continued to climb the mountain without stopping. He just said, "Keep busy with your work."

The charming female cultivator and the others were stunned on the spot as if struck by lightning.

I begged and begged a lot, just asking that this person be the famous Jade Patriarch, but the problem is that he seems to be it, absolutely true.

Qing Tong hesitated for a moment, then turned around and pointed at a certain old man, and told the Ceremony Department to record his name directly in the genealogy without reviewing his resume.

The old man who was inexplicably destined to be promoted by the Department of Rites and Ceremonies was in a daze for a moment. After the Patriarch Qingyu who had opened the Golden Mouth left, instead of saying thank you to the founder, he suddenly ran out for a distance and headed towards the foot of the mountain. Looking up into the distance, it's a pity that the green shirt that the old man only thought was ordinary was no longer visible.

Just because the old man was extremely sharp-eyed and attentive, he remembered that Patriarch Qingyu sent guests down the mountain. As the host and the head of a sect, he was not walking in the middle, but on the left and right with the girl in the mink hat!

Who is it?

It can't be him, right?

How can it be!

A little girl noticed something strange, ran over, tugged on the old man's sleeve, and asked softly, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

The old man smiled and said, "It's nothing. I must have made a mistake."

The little girl smiled coquettishly, "Where did it go?"

The old man said in his heart, "It got stuck on a name."

The little girl looked puzzled, "Which name?"

The old man rubbed the child's head, fearing that he would scare the child if he said it, and said softly, "It's just a name with many identities."

On the road outside the mountain.

The disciple asked, "Master, I'm still curious about that truth. Can you explain it to me?"

The master replied, "There may be people like Liu Xianyang and Chen Pingan in the city."

Deng Jianping tightened his grip on the green bamboo stick and nodded vigorously, "There must be some. There are some in Suijia City and there will be some elsewhere."

Xie Gou whispered, "Mountain Master, I can't help myself in this scene, so I just want to write a limerick."

Chen Ping'an said, "Stop, please thank the second seat and put away this magical power."

Xie Gou muttered, "I can't stop it. Besides, I only want to come up with half of it..."

Chen Pingan said helplessly, "Okay, okay, whatever you want."

Thanks to the dog, hahaha, he said "show your ugliness, show your ugliness", with a proud face, and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Landscapes change everywhere, and travelers are unaware of them."

Chen Pingan let out a sigh and said it was not bad. Xie Gou couldn't stand the praise and turned his nostrils to the sky.

Deng Jianping became more and more relaxed. The master of the mountain and the second minister had a really harmonious relationship.

After walking to a secluded place in the mountains, Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Then let's drive on with our swords and catch up, Jian Ping. I'll teach you the Eighteen Stops of Sword Qi on the way."

Thank you dog for rubbing your hands. Deng Jianping was worried.

Three sword lights suddenly rose from the ground, the first figure was the same color as the blue sky, and the picturesque mountains and rivers of the earth were beneath his feet.

The road is like the blue sky. You all ask me my name. I am the Landscape Master of Qingdu, and I am Chen Ping'an, the mighty swordsman.