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Spring Mountain Academy, like Forest Deer Academy in Draping Clouds Mountain, is an official academy of Great Li Dynasty Imperial Court.

The mountains are endless, the wind and smoke are clean, the river is surging, and the grass is lush.

An old Mister was walking alone in the academy, dressed in a Confucian shirt, thin, and with his hands folded, he walked outside a classroom taught by a master and stopped, and did not get too close to the window.

The predecessor of this place was the former site of Great Li Dynasty Mountain Cliff Academy. Just because of the word “Mountain Cliff”, it was equivalent to Great Sui Dynasty Gao Clan, so it was renamed and became Chunshan Academy.

It is still the government-run college of the Great Li Dynasty Imperial Court. In fact, the Great Li Dynasty Temple was not without controversy at the time. Some officials from the Origin Mountain Cliff Academy and all six branches have all agreed. Just maintain it. Even the household officials who like the most careful calculations and who can get spit on the stars all second to this matter. In fact, at that time, Great Li Dynasty civil and military all felt that Mountain Cliff Academy’s return to Great Li Dynasty was only a matter of time.

The last sentence was from Imperial Teacher Cui Chan, which was renamed, and Chaotang had no objection.

Mister, a teacher who does not need to teach at the moment and is responsible for patrolling the academy. He is not too old. When he met the old Mister, he smiled and asked: “Mister is this a visitor to the academy, or is it just a visit?”

No matter how lenient the college is, there are still some rules.

The old scholar said with a smile: “In life, you are all pedestrians. You don’t need to ask for your name. The sound of reading is my hometown.”

The young master laughed dumbly. Is this dragging him up?

The old scholar gave a cry, strange.

Accordingly, it is time for the small and large Confucian temples of the Aquarius Continent countries to re-hang their portraits from Capital to places. The young people in front of me, as scholars in the academy, have no reason not to recognize themselves.

By the way, it is mostly the hanging statue in the Temple of Confucius, which fails to portray half of the charm of his appearance.

Looking back, I talked with Old Drunkard, who had the title of painting saint, and said, even if your painting skills are already Major Perfection, you still have a chance to make further progress.

The young master of the college smiled and reminded: “Old Mister, it’s okay to walk around. As long as you don’t disturb the teacher’s lectures, and you walk lighter on your feet, there’s no problem. Otherwise, the class will be taught. If my master has opinions, I’m about to rush people.”

old scholar nodded, admired: “Young people have a good temper, and their patience for teaching should not be bad. If you are good, you should say good and bad in advance, and you will also be reminded early. There is a good way to do things. I see your Chunshan Academy, the atmosphere is not much different.”

The young master feels helpless, this old Mister is more… good as a teacher?

But it’s some kind of good things, and it’s not annoying. It’s just a little bit bigger.

The mandarin of the Great Li Dynasty of the old Mister is not really authentic. Most of it is the Scholar of the vassal country. When he is old, he also needs a fatigue. It is not easy to come to the Capital Academy, so the young master took the initiative. I talked to the old Mister about a few places where Chunshan Academy was a great place. The old scholar nodded with a smile thanked him, walked slowly to the window, and quietly listened to a question and answer between Mister and the students.

The young master looked back, always feeling that has several points of familiar.

The old Mister, standing in the corridor with his hands folded, listened to the preaching of the teacher inside with ears.

Yomo noticed the sight of the young master, the old Mister turned her head and laughed.

The young master turned and left, shook his head, still didn’t remember seeing the old Mister there.

The old scholar continued to listen to the master inside, ah, very good. Today, the teacher used to teach the class. It was a son of Yang Clan from Spirit Treasure County in his early years. He commented on one of his own works. Now in the house What I’m talking about is the content of the Dharma Xingshu. I just said the phrase in the book, why is it that a gentleman is precious but a miner?

Annotations, collections of explanations, brief explanations, brief annotations, and today’s annotations…In fact, there were so many things in Grand Virtue World back then. The so-called obvious studies, simply this.

Of course, it was later banned by the Confucian Temple, and now it has regained its status as an accomplice. Various annotation works have naturally revived… Forget it, this statement is a bit awkward, anyway, it is just like mushrooms, crossing river carp.

When the teacher in the room was teaching the students, he seemed to be talking about his own understanding, he started to close his eyes, sit tightly, and read the full text of the Dhamma aloud.

The old scholar lay on the window sill, lowered his voice, and smiled with a young scholar and asked, “Do you understand Mister’s lectures on Fa Xing?”

The young Confucian student had already discovered this old Mister who was eavesdropping on the lecture, and this college student was obviously also audacious. While the lady of the lecture was still there, he shook his head and said with a smile: “What’s the matter? I don’t understand. In fact, the content of the Dharma chapter is very simple in text and meaning. On the contrary, it is the comments of the masters and Confucianists, which are deeper and farther.”

The young man saw the old Mister’s face full of approval, nodded.

Then the old Mister asked: “Do you think that Literary Saint, what is the biggest problem?”

The young scholar was stunned, and said with a smile: “Old Mister, this kind of question is so rebellious to ask, you dare to ask, as a college student, I dare not answer.”

The predecessor of Chunshan Academy, but Mountain Cliff Academy, one of the Haoran Seventy Two Academy, the former mountain lord Mr. Qi, is also the descendant of Literary Saint. So, as a child of Chunshan Academy, saying this is not tantamount to deceiving masters extinguishing ancestors?

Old Mister said with a smile: “There are people who dare not dare to say that the Six Classics will note me, what are you afraid of. I heard that your mountain leader advocates that you should stand against arrogance and prejudice. You must avoid narrow-mindedness in reading, and banality in writing. You must express your own opinions and publish what no one has said before. I think this is very good. How come you don’t even dare to have any opinions of your own? The world’s knowledge, I have finished talking to the Saints of the Confucian Temple, we just need to endorse, don’t let us have our own opinions?”

The current mountain leader Wu Linzhuan has been tireless in learning since he was a child, read every book, and rigorous scholarship. He once served as the academician of the Great Li Dynasty in several states. He has been dealing with Sage all his life. Low, but actually not a serious official. After resigning in his later years, he lectured on several government colleges. It is said that during the period when Literary Saint was banned, he worked hard to collect a large number of book editions and personally published the school points. In the early years of the Great Li Dynasty’s imperial examination reform, it was this person who first proposed that the Imperial Court must add economics, military equipment and arithmetic.

The young Confucian student hesitated for a while, hesitated, this one in front of him must be an old Mister who had no results in the imperial examinations and was depressed. Otherwise, there would be no such “big talk”, but it was really about the young Confucian student. In my heart, he mustered up the courage and whispered: “I think that Literary Saint is extremely knowledgeable, but he speaks more about etiquette and less benevolence, which is a bit wrong.”

Old Mister continued to ask: “Then what do you think should be done? Have you thought of a remedy?”

The expression of the young scholar was shy, “When I was okay, I thought about it secretly. Of course, it must be very crude and biased. It’s just that the two masters who wrote Sect Master about Literary Saint’s works, here, now this master is one of them. One, I often walk in the academy each minding their own business and recite the Literary Saint’s works repeatedly. I can’t help but cry. The most respected Lord Literary Saint. I dare not take out that talk nonsense article.

The teacher Mister, who had recite the Dharma chapter, saw the “absent-minded” student, who was whispering outside the window. The master suddenly shot the ruler and shouted lightly, “Zhou Jiagu!”

The young Confucian student was dumbfounded. Not only did he catch the master straight, the key is that the old Mister outside the window, not righteous, suddenly disappeared.

Zhou Jiagu stands up trembling with fear.

Then Zhou Jiagu found out the window, the head of the academy, headed by the master of the academy, came to grandiose and called the old man of the academy.

After that, there was an old Mister who had just shrunk his head and knees before squatting on the wall outside the window to hide, and got up angrily.

The old Mister’s face is really not thin, and Xiao Haha explained to Zhou Jiagu: “It’s not going to stand for long, it’s a bit tiring.”

Zhou Jiagu found that the teacher was blushing, and mistakenly thought that the teacher was disturbed by others. The young man immediately brace oneself and explained: “Fan Mister, this is my uncle from afar. Today is visiting the academy. I’m here. Uncle doesn’t know the rules of the college, so I have to blame.”

The old scholar strokes his beard nodded and smiles.

It’s kind.

As an elderly Scholar, don’t say a few strange words pretending to be surprising, don’t be afraid that young people can’t remember yourself.

Don’t put hats on young people at all times. Who’s heart is unfamiliar, you can pull it down. In fact, I just changed from a Little Bastard to an old bastard egg.

The old people who are disappointed will always have hope for the young people.

The future world will become better and better.

Then Zhou Jiagu found that Master Fan was so excited that he stumbled out of class.

Finally standing in the corridor under the eaves, Fan Fuzi had a solemn expression, straightened his clothes, and bowed with the old Mister.

In addition, all the old man, including the owner of the Spring Mountain Academy, are exactly the same, they can’t afford it.

It seems that as long as Literary Saint does not speak, he has to keep talking.

The old scholar waved his hand, said with a slight smile: “Don’t be pestered like this. I haven’t eaten cold pig’s head for many years. I’m not used to it.”

All the school masters slowly got up.

Wu Linzhuan, the head of Chunshan Academy, walked up quickly and asked softly: “Literary Saint Mister, go to drink tea elsewhere?”

The old scholar shook his head and walked to the master Fan, said with a smile: “Fan Mister, why don’t we have a discussion. In the second half of the class, I will teach the students the law?”

Fan Fuzi said again, her lips trembled and she couldn’t speak.

The old scholar walked into the classroom, and the dozens academy students in the room had all got up to make a move.

Especially Zhou Jiagu, who had been talking with Lord Literary Saint for a long time, was totally confused at the moment.

The old scholar raised his hand, “No need to be polite, learning is important, sit down.”

Fan Mister, all the masters in the college, just stood outside the window and listened to Sage’s teachings. No one went to compete with the students in the house for seats.

old scholar said with a smile: “Before explaining the Dhamma, I will explain to Zhou Jiagu, why I will talk more about etiquette and less benevolence. Before that, I would like to hear Zhou Jiagu’s opinion, how Remedy.”

The old scholar looked at the young scholar and joked: “Zhou Jiagu, don’t be afraid of saying the wrong thing. Even if you say it wrong, I don’t care. Who dares to care? Is this the truth?”

Zhou Jiagu trembled: “Lord Literary Saint… I’m a little nervous, and I’m… speechless.”

The old scholar smiled and asked: “Then I will give a lecture first? When will you be relieved, then hello to me?”

Zhou Jiagu wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded hard.

Fan Fuzi smiled and cursed outside the window, smelly brat, courteous is not small, dare you to learn from Literary Saint Mister? Worthy of being a student I taught.

I have to ask Zhou Jiagu about the detailed process when I look back.

On this day, nearly a thousand masters and students of Chunshan Academy were crowded and densely packed outside the classroom.

The Literary Saint of Confucianism, after restoring the Confucian Temple, gave the first preaching and teaching work in Grand Virtue World to solve the puzzles. It was here in the Great Li Dynasty Chunshan Academy of Aquarius Continent.

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After Chen Ping swaggered and left, the three people in the alley, Array Master Han Zhoujin, Jingshi Daolu Ge Ling, and Yin-Yang School of Thought Sui Lin, each looked at each other and were a little discouraged. They were all deliberate. , There is still no way to detain the other party. For this originally thought to be extremely dangerous, eleven people have deduced dozens of probabilities at the Inn, and three of them are responsible for making a person suffer from his own. scheme.

The matter of array formation is far from perfect, especially when it comes to the operation of Small World, such as choosing a more spacious street outside the alley, which is also the only way for Chen Ping, but Formation borders the world more Not only is it more difficult to maintain the operation of the big formation, but also there are more weak spots, and the sword cultivator is the best at One Sword Breaks Ten-thousand Methods.

The female ghost Gaiyan and Lu Hui stood side by side on a wall. She complained, “It’s not enough, it’s over before it starts.”

I don’t believe in evil, so I can’t touch the corners of Young Master Chen’s clothes?

In the alley, Han Zhoujin smiled bitterly, and walked out of the alley with Ge Ling, saying: “It’s really difficult to deal with a hidden official.”

Since there is no fight, Ge Ling has nothing to do and knocks on the alley wall, “It’s really a headache.”

On the Great Li Dynasty espionage side, there are not many records of that hidden identity. I only know that it is the head of the Hundred Sword Immortal of Tuoyueshan. However, as the chief disciple of Wenhai, Sword Immortal, the content is extremely detailed and the earliest The record is the questioning sword between Shouchen and Zhang Lu, and the subsequent record of Shouchen’s deeds is very long. At the end of that copy of the A-file secret record, there were two personal comments by the Imperial Teacher that the top assassin is expected to be Ascension Realm.

Sui Lin put away six rare sword charms made of golden material, in addition to several talisman specially used to capture the circulation of Chen Ping Qi.

There is a saying, in Chen Ping’s phrase, their eleven people are really rich.

Like this one, a lot of Grain Rain Coin was consumed without a fight.

They have at least one semi-immortal soldier. As long as they need to spend money, the Ministry of Rites has set up a private treasury for them. As long as they speak, no matter if they want money or things, Great Li Dynasty Imperial Court Will give. Li and Xing each have a Vice-minister, staring at the matter personally. The Chief-In-Charge at the Xing Ministry is Zhao Yao.

Han Zhoujin was a little bored. He lost two games in a row. Even if he lost to Chen Ping, he would inevitably be aggrieved. “Where is the error? It seems that he knew it was a trap at first. Could it be that every time he went out, he walked Step, meet someone on the road, he will be considered a trivia?”

In the distance, Yu Yu said in a heartfelt voice: “It may be the name of the’Mister Chen’. It may also be a certain intuition honed on the battlefield. Just like the fist is fed, intuition can be cultivated. We Still experience too little fighting.”

Gaiyan, nicknamed “painter”, was a bit embarrassed. At that time, she was posing as a teenager, Zhao Duanming.

Yuan Huajing said: “They are all withdrawn.”

Chen Ping returned to the Inn and took out a paper bag from his sleeve before crossing the threshold.

Meeting Chen Ping, the old man put down the “Jialing Bamboo Carvings” in his hand, laughed and said: “It’s really a busy man, where did you go to pick up money for ignorance?”

Chen Ping said with a smile: “Come on, I almost got sacked by a group of gangsters.”

Of course the old man didn’t take it seriously. He played said with a smile: “In Capital, there are kidnappers now? Even if they do, they don’t know how to find a rich man?”

Chen Ping put the bag on the counter, “On the way back, I bought a lot. If you don’t dislike it, shopkeeper can take it to drink.”

The old man is nodded and laughed. It is a bag of twists and can’t cost much, but it’s all his heart.

Chen Ping glanced at the book, “old shopkeeper not only likes porcelain, but this one is good? In addition to a few bamboo fans, there are also a pair of arm rests, which are engraved with Xi Shang Brow and Tao Shi San Qian respectively. . It’s not my bossing, even if it’s a masterpiece, it’s worth a bit of money.”

“How could it really be a bamboo carving of a man immortal…Forget it, you brat is good at composing stories, I guess you don’t have to worry about getting a genuine product.”

The old man saw that this kid was a fellow man again, and pushed the book over while hurting others, and said proudly: “Porcelain and bamboo carvings are nothing. Old Hu knows a lot about black.”

Chen Ping lay on the counter and shook his head, “One rubbing rubbings on the rubbings of the rubbings of the rubbings of the rubbings inscription on the inscription on the rubbings. It’s really not enough to read a few books. The knowledge is too deep and the threshold is too high. Real entry. Anyway, there are no shortcuts and tricks. To catch those authentic things, just one word, look, two words, look more, three words, see and vomit.”

The old man laughed and scolded: “You can’t stand to talk and your back hurts. You brat will see more?”

“Frankly, I see a lot.”

“You are a sect, when you are Divine Immortal on the mountain, don’t boasting draft drafts?”

“Boasting that requires drafting is not considered to be a circumstance.”

Chen Ping has a leisurely mind, accompanied by the old man casually talking, leaning against the counter, flipping through the book at will, lightly tapping on one toe, remembering the picture books, rubbings, and similar Dapubuchu this Class argument.

Be in harmony with others, neither relatives nor relatives.

Human official, old woman of Fire Temple, old cultivator Liu Jia, young Zhao Duanming, Inn shopkeeper.

The Queen Mother of the Great Li Dynasty, stopped, both sides spoke and could look at the same level.

The details are not about who the other party is, but who you are. Then you care about who you are and who the other person is.

I returned the book, and when he got to the house, Chen Ping found that Ning Yao was reading the book, but he changed the book.

Chen Ping closed the door gently, Ning Yao ignored him, although the last book, from beginning to end, did not reveal the true identity of the beautiful bearded man who looks at Chunqiu and Green Robe under the lamp. There is not much space, but Ning Yao thinks this is the most vivid thing in the book, powerhouse.

Chen Ping poured himself a bowl of tea and took a sip.

Ning Yao didn’t lift his head, and said: “The words at the end of the alley are not like your usual style.”

Chen Ping leaned back on the chair, hugged the back of his head with his hands, said with a smile: “It was Sun Daoist Priest who taught me. On the cultivation path, when the young talents I meet are still young and have insufficient realm, they must Hurry up and beat a few more times to create a psychological shadow, and then you will have prestige if you go to the world again.”

The world is on the mountain. Everyone is romantic.

White Emperor City Zheng Juzhong, Sui Chu Gong Wu Shuangjiang are a kind of people.

Talisman Yu Xuan, Dragon Tiger Mountain Great Heavenly Master, is another kind of person.

The Daoist Priest, Daoist Priest, and Daoist Fire Dragon, are another category of people.

Ning Yao suddenly smiled, “Where do you come from that many weird things, can you not finish it?”

Chen Ping suppressed a smile, “I heard it on the road, it looks in the book. Family property, they are all made up by little by little.”

Ning Yao asked: “I didn’t order self-taught?”

Chen Ping rubbed his chin, and said seriously: “Ancestral Master, enjoy rice and eat?”

Ning Yao casually said: “This cultivator is against you, but it’s actually quite aggrieved. There are that many back players, and they are useless.”

Chen Ping nodded, “But to be honest, when I will be listed in Immortal Realm in the future, I just said that on the Aquarius Continent mountain, maybe the dead of the Great Li Dynasty. , Is the biggest potential hidden danger.”

Every time a sword imitates White Jade Capital, after all, it is rules, and Chen Ping is the least afraid of rules in his life.

That’s why Chen Ping took the initiative to visit the Immortal Family Inn. Of course, apart from getting the bottom line, finding out the general details and cultivation context of the eleven people, I really hope that this group of people can grow faster, and in the future at Aquarius Continent On the mountain, it is very likely that every one of them will have a place at the top of a continent.

Chen Ping’s thoughts and practices seem to be contradictory. Since they are all hidden dangers that cannot be underestimated, they are willing to help the other person grow up.

Chen Ping just picked up a novel on the table, turned a few pages, fisted and fisted, the experts in the world would report their moves, for fear that their opponents would not know their trump card skills.

Look, at the time at the Confucian Temple, Cao Ci was like this. Next time you meet, you must persuade him as a friend.

Furthermore, how many punches did you make by Cao Ci, less than 30 moves? I am less than thirty.

Ning Yao suddenly said: “What’s the matter, you seem to be distressed. Is there something wrong with the Fire Temple, or is there a problem with the Ministry of Households government office?”

Chen Ping was stunned, then put down the book, “It’s not quite right. It has nothing to do with the Fire Temple and the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development, so it is very strange and unreasonable.”

Ning Yao didn’t ask much.

She saw Chen Ping pull out the piece of red paper from his sleeve, pour some crumbs of earthy yellow mud on the yellow paper, start to twist the soil a little, put it in his mouth and taste it.

Ning Yao said: “You can really be a situationist Earth Master.”

When the Wrapping Cloths Building, you look good, you are a doctor, a fortune teller Mister, write a letter home, and you start a restaurant……

Chen Ping wiped his mouth, said with a smile: “You don’t have to press your body with too much skill.”

Ning Yao asked: “Azure Canyon Island is called Zeng and so on young ghost cultivator?”

Chen Ping said: “I won’t know what to say with Zeng Ye. I just talk to him. I can travel to the Great Li Dynasty Capital in the future and increase my experience in the world. After that, it depends on his own opportunities and good luck. “

Ning Yao said for no reason: “I have a good impression of Ma Duyi, and my heart is big. She still lives in that fox fur talisman paper?”

Chen Ping quickly glanced at Ning Yao.

Fortunately, it’s not an irony.

Chen Ping immediately nodded and said: “Yes, she has always liked the talisman skin back then. Everyone has a heart for beauty.”

Ning Yao wondered: “I didn’t want them to leave Shujian Lake and settle down in Unrestrained Mountain?”

Chen Ping shook his head: “Each has its own way of fate.”

The world is difficult to travel, difficult to mountain, and dangerous to water.

The dangerous roads of mountains and rivers destroy vehicles and boats.

So during that trip, Miss Su, the dull and honest boy Zengye, the cheerful and unrestrained Ma Duyi, and many more people who went with him back then were actually Chen Ping’s guardian Daoist.

Chen Ping shook his sleeves. When he had nothing to do in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he refined all the words in the travel notes of the landscape. There were a lot of words, and twenty-four words were drawn from the sleeve of azure clothes , And then just made up the eleven names of the Dizhi cultivator.

Song Xu, Han Zhoujin, Ge Ling, Yu Yu, Lu Hui, hindsight. Yuan Huajing, Sui Lin, Gaiyan, Gou Cun. Hard work.

Two sword cultivator, Array Master, Confucian scholar, Daoist, monk, Military School of Thought cultivator, Yin-Yang School of Thought cultivator, ghost cultivator.

The killing move of the young man, I don’t know for now.

The young rider is named Sushou. Except for the heroic night tour, this person made one shot, and then Capital did not take any shots in two fights.

While looking at these names, Chen Ping distracted and immersed Divine Consciousness in the Small World. He carefully checked the soul and Qi Palace. There was nothing unusual. There were no traces of passive hands or feet in the robe.

The little daoist temple that I passed by before, the Jingshi Daozhengya administration office, hangs couplets: pine and cypress Jinting Yangzhen blessed land, long cherish the eternal spiritual ruins.

At the Huoshen Temple, Aunt Feng treats guests with Hundred Flowers Brew, because Chen Ping saw the doorway enclosed in red paper mud and asked about the tribute. Aunt Feng mentioned two powers by the way, the Ghost Mansion of Fengdu, Fangzhushan , Qingjun, governs the paradise blessed land and all Earth Immortal books, except for the death register and the upper life name.

Especially the latter, and because Chen Ping mentioned Pure White Continent’s Jiudu Mountain, listening to Aunt Feng’s tone, Fangzhu Mountain has mostly become just a passing scene, otherwise the Sect Founder of Jiudu Mountain will not Get part of the broken hills and inherit a Dao Rhyme Immortal Vein.

The Immortal Mansion site refining by Array Master Han Zhoujin and Yu Yu’s Sword Immortal follower are obviously long and ancient. Could it be a hint from Aunt Feng? Maybe those jars of Baihua fermented rice are actually just a primer to divulge the will of heaven?

The magical powers on the mountain are endless, you can’t guard against it. Just talk about the Life-Source Flying Sword of the world sword cultivator, how many kinds of unimaginable Divine Ability are there? Countless.

Chen Ping suddenly said: “The old coachman was very angry and arrogant. The first sentence of the meeting was to let me have a fart.”

Actually, Chen Ping really wants him to practice his hands.

Ning Yao nodded, then continued to read, and said casually, “Don’t get used to the smelly problem, why don’t you hack him?”

Chen Ping was dull and speechless, sighed, “I really want to fight, I can’t kill him temporarily, right?”

Ning Yao said nonchalant words, “Guan Yiran understands you well, no wonder he will become a friend.”

Chen Ping nodded and said: “At the time of Shujian Lake, Guan Yiran helped a lot, and there is no such thing as the arrogant Aristocratic Family.”

What I thought in my heart, it was Lao Tzu who gave inkstones and wines. Guan Yiran just repayed your friends like this, did you commit sin? After that, the Changpu River Wine Bureau waited.

Actually, Ning Yao doesn’t like to talk about Shujian Lake, because that is Chen Ping’s most difficult heart to pass.

She couldn’t bear to say more. Even if it is mentioned on the initiative, it is only a woman like Ma Duyi. In fact, some past events have never really passed. There are only two things from the real past, which are completely unrememberable, and the other is the past that can be said casually.

Chen Ping put his arms on the table, said with a slight smile: “You know, I grew up eating many people’s house. In addition to being grateful and thinking about people, I can’t help myself not to observe my words, otherwise it’s easy Let those well-meaning people be embarrassed by their relatives in their own days.”

Ning Yao put down the book and said softly: “For example?”

Chen Ping thought for a while, said with a smile: “For example, there is an old mother in the alley, who will often give me things, and deliberately carry her family members, secretly give them, and then pass by her door, pulling When I chatted, the old mother’s daughter-in-law, who happened to be here, started to say some nasty things, both to the old mother and to me, saying how there are such weird things, home objects, and I haven’t been thief. Is it because I have become refined, have long legs, and go to other people’s homes.”

Ning Yao asked: “Then what do you do?”

Chen Ping thought for a while, shook his head and said: “What can’t be done.”

For a moment of silence, Chen Ping picked up the water bowl, “I just thought of the old mother. At the time, holding the sleeve on the right with her left hand, she stood at the door with her back facing her family, who were all her Juniors, but wanted Squeezing a smile at me, an outsider, seems to be afraid of me being unhappy. In fact, after separating from the old mother, walking alone on the road will make me feel uncomfortable. What’s more uncomfortable is that I don’t know the old mother, How did you get along with your relatives that day.”

So later, on the Shujian Lake Azure Canyon Island, and Liu Zhimao who should have killed each other, drinking at the same table, is it a matter? Not at all.

Ning Yao lay down on the table and asked: “When you were a kid, it was all the affair of the neighbours in the neighborhood. Would you take the initiative to help out?”

Chen Ping shook his head and said: “How is it possible, some words are really bad, I don’t care about them.”

Then Chen Ping laughed, “Of course, at that time, my ability to fight was really not good. I couldn’t be noisy if I wanted to. But there are also ways to keep myself from being frustrated. Do you know the small dam that blocked water into the field one after another?”

Looking at Chen Ping who was reaching out for gestures, Ning Yao shook his head, “I haven’t seen it with my own eyes, but I can imagine it.”

Chen Ping’s eyes are gleaming, unprecedented has several points of childish triumphant pride, “At that time, I could find a place to hide in Tianlong, and stay away overnight. Others don’t have the patience, so No one can compete with me.”

In Ning Yao’s impression, Chen Ping has a variety of eyebrows, faces, and expressions, but only rarely shows the current mood and pride.

A small child who was turned into a Little Heitan by the sun, anyway, is not afraid of walking at night, let alone what the hell is not a ghost. He often lays alone on a field ridge, raised his legs, bit the Grass Root, and occasionally waved his hand to disperse mosquitoes. Flies, just look at the bright moon, or the extremely bright starry sky.

A lonely child, lying on the ground looking at the sky.

At this moment, with his chin resting on his arm, the man squinted his eyes with a smile.

Ning Yao picked up the book again.

Chen Ping said with a smile: “I also read a book.”

A grain of mind mustard, patrolling the Small World of the human body, and finally came to the shore of the heart lake. Chen Ping quickly rummaged through the secret records of the summer palace. There was no entry of Fangzhushan. Chen Ping still did not give up, and continued to move his mind. Record, Record of Longevity…Some small gains, but still unable to piece together a reasonable context.

Chen Ping spent a lot of mind and Spiritual Qi on the shore of Xinhu Lake, and worked hard to build a bookstore to store all the books. They are sorted into categories, which are convenient for picking and checking. It is like a fishing trip. The fishing rod is an empty book. Lou, the mind is the fishing line, using a certain keyword, word, or sentence as a fishing hook, throwing a pole in the book building, you can pull out a certain book or several books “fish in the pond”.

No one taught this method for Chen Ping. It was Chen Ping who learned this from Wenhai Zhoumi and the discipline Pei Qian, Full Mastery.

After leaving the night boat, Chen Ping was busy with another thing. Above the heart lake, cautiously gathered and refining a drop of time and running water, as well as a sword dao seed and a bamboo ruler, each suspended in the air, Chen Ping is used to measure time, weight and length. This is what Chen Ping and Li Sheng learned again. In the Small World of the person, he builds his own weights and measures. In this way, even if you are caught in the Small World of others, you will not be stunned.

Unfortunately, Dao Fusion half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Chen Ping completely lost Yin Spirit and Yangshen, otherwise Chen Ping would only be faster for cultivation.

Chen Ping is standing at the edge of the water at the moment, with the undulating sun and the moon above his head, and the galaxy flowing in his mind. People on the shore look down at the people in the water.

Chen Ping closed his gaze, and as soon as he turned around, he immediately turned his head and looked at his reflection in the Heart Lake, frowned, remembering that young cultivator who seemed to have little sense of existence, and his hands.

Tough hands?

This is a Go proverb.

For example, like his own Head Disciple Pei Qian, it is the bitter hand of Taihui Sword Sect’s white head. Of course, Guo Zhujiu is also a bit like Pei Qian’s bitter hand, belonging to the typical everything has its nemesis.

Then Mud Bottle Alley Chen Ping is the hard work of Apricot Blossoms Alley Ma Kuxuan.

And Cao Ci is undoubtedly Chen Ping’s greatest pain in the martial arts road, and sword cultivator Liu Cai is the pain in Sword Dao Road.

Chen Ping hesitated, turned and walked back to the water’s edge, sat cross-legged, and began to close his eyes and meditate, pinching his hands with both hands, but his eyes opened soon.

A Little Baldy rides a Fire Dragon to patrol and hunt, sits high on the head of the Fire Dragon, and says: “If you want to ask about the past, the recipient of this life is.”

Chen Ping helplessly said: “I understand the truth.”

Then Little Baldy asked: “Remember the second wish?”

Chen Ping nodded, Pharmacist Buddha has twelve great aspirations, of which the second is the aspiration for all beings to break through the darkness.

May I be like colored glaze in the next life, clear inside and outside, clean and unblemished, bright and magnificent, meritorious, good-natured, dignified in flames, more than the sun and the moon; Fun, make careers.

Thousands-years dark room, the light is bright.

Little Baldy has arms around his chest, panting with rage and said: “‘It is useful to ask Bodhisattva’. This sentence was personally said when you were a child, but what did you think when you grew up? Look back When you were a kid, every time you went up the mountain to collect medicine and cook medicine down the mountain, did it work or not? Is it true that you are sincere?”

Chen Ping gently un’ed.

Little Baldy left by the dragon, foul-mouthed, Chen Ping suffered, and was silent for a long time. When he stood up, he watched the water and took a selfie, muttering to himself: “The greatest pain is yours?”

Then Chen Ping complexion ashen, “These bastard eggs, don’t you want to die?!”

Mustard seeds quickly withdrew from Small World. Chen Ping didn’t even have time to say anything to Ning Yao, so he directly shrank the mountains and rivers and went straight to the Immortal Family Inn.

If one is not careful, these guys will invite another “Chen Ping”.

Pure as God.