Sword of Coming

Surprisingly, I found a bamboo house that had been abandoned for many years on the bank of a mountain lake. The original appearance was still vaguely identifiable. It must have been very exquisite when it was first built. It was probably built by a hermit who was born into a wealthy family and must have been fond of fishing.

The group of people settled here, each with their own division of labor. Chen Pingan went to chop down two slender old bamboo poles, one long and one short. When he came back, Zhu Lian had already lit a bonfire. Chen Pingan squatted beside the fire, using the fire to slowly Smoked and roasted bamboo rods are used to increase the toughness of the fishing rods. Otherwise, if the big objects in the water see the light, the bamboo rods will break with a slight tug. Chen Pingan handed the short bamboo pole to Pei Qian and asked her to learn from him.

In the bamboo house, Zhu Lian was discussing knowledge with the bearded man. The two were sitting a little far away from the others. Zhu Lian seemed to be showing off the "book of immortals" given by the old man surnamed Xun. The man and woman were fighting and sweating profusely.

The young Taoist priest and Lu Baixiang were sitting on the floor, talking about the game. Wei Xian was squatting aside, still waiting for the outcome to come to light.

The yellow native cow was watching the wind in the forest near the bamboo house.

Facing the beautiful mountains and rivers here, while there was no one around, Sui Zui left the bamboo house, took off his boots at the edge of the "house foundation" that looked like a bamboo raft, sat there, put a pair of snow-white jade feet into the water, and fell infatuated He placed the sword across his knees, pressed his hands on both ends of the scabbard, and looked into the distance. The fresh breath of the mountains was refreshing.

Two long and short fishing rods were made. Chen Pingan swung them several times to test the arc size. Pei Qian stood beside him and followed the gourd's pattern.

The two masters and apprentices, one senior and one junior, came outside the bamboo house. Chen Pingan began to tie the fishing line and hook. Pei Qian still followed the same example, but some details were not done well. Chen Pingan would help her re-tie the fishing line and tie the fish hook. Knot and tie the fishhook.

Then he took Pei Qian to the distant lake to lift up rocks and look for an aquatic fish insect shaped like a mole cricket at the bottom.

In the end, Chen Ping'an did not fish, but let Pei Qian fish alone. He put the long fishing rod into the jade pendant that was a gift from Zheng Dafeng. There were worn but not discarded straw sandals, fish hooks and fishing lines. Eye-catching market items, these slightly valuable drinks made by Shuijing Xianren, and the yellowed Wutong leaf, which is said to contain two sets of mountain-protecting formations derived from Taiping Mountain and the Fuji Sect, and a large number of Tongye Sect repayments. Guyu money.

Pei Qian is not very patient by nature, but with Chen Ping'an by his side, plus such a long time copying books and practicing calligraphy, he managed to get some temper, so he quietly stared at the movement on the water, wishing that he would be able to do it in the next moment. A large herring weighing over a hundred pounds was forcefully dragged ashore.

Chen Ping'an was thinking about the fourth form of Shanshan Quan, which was named Tiandi Zhuang. It is a fist with a strong tone. In addition to introducing the operation method of Qi in detail, the posture of this fist that combines movement and stillness is really weird. , three realms, requiring future generations to study Shanshanquan to practice the fist while standing upside down, using their palms, fists and one finger as support points, and then "walk".

Regarding the boxing piles of heaven and earth, there is a bold statement in the book: A man who stands upright with heaven and earth, and those who practice my boxing method must teach heaven and earth to turn over with my boxing.

No wonder the barefoot old man once read the Shaking Mountain Boxing Book and said that this book of mediocre boxing skills had nothing but a big heart and a high spirit.

Chen Pingan patted the ground gently, turned around elegantly, and placed one palm against the bamboo raft.

Pei Qian turned his head and wanted to laugh when he saw this scene.

Chen Pingan, who was standing upside down, pointed at the water with his free hand, indicating to Pei Qian to concentrate on fishing.

Pei Qian turned his head obediently, and Chen Pingan changed his palm into a fist, "standing" with his fist, and then using only one finger to support it, slightly raising his body, using the true energy of the mountain-shaking fist to move, from beginning to end, There is no difficulty.

Chen Pingan closed his eyes. Except for one finger supporting the ground, the fingers of the other hand were pressed together in front of him. The sword energy taught by A Liang stopped at 18 stops, and the last bottleneck between the 12 and 13 stops, The battle had not yet been broken. Chen Ping'an was not in a hurry at first. He just taught Pei Qian Shishiba at Old Dragon City Chenchen Pharmacy. Not long after leaving Fengweidu, Pei Qian said that he had only earned three or two copper coins. She was a little excited, but didn't think it was that big of a deal. She told Chen Pingan that she could run freely until the twelve stops. This made Chen Pingan a little helpless and had to continue to tell Pei Qian to guard against arrogance and impetuosity and to be down-to-earth.

Chen Ping'an was inevitably a little anxious, or worried.

If Pei Qian climbs martial arts at an astonishing speed, one day, she, the joking first disciple, will walk side by side with her master Chen Ping'an. After that, they will go farther and farther, and she will climb up alone and overlook the mountains. world.

Disciples do not have to be inferior to their masters. This is what Chen Pingan said to Zheng Dafeng himself. A person is worse than a person who is good at it. This is a classic argument in Master Literary's Encourage to Learn. Chen Pingan does not care that Pei Qian's martial arts goes further than his own. Even higher, Chen Ping'an has to worry about being Pei Qian's preacher and protector. If Pei Qian's path goes astray one day in the future, how will he deal with it? Like the young dragon in Jiaolonggou who threw the snake gallstone in the first place, and said calmly, "If it's an evil fate, kill it with one sword"? Can Chen Ping'an do it? To take a step back, even if he has such a cold and hard-hearted nature, Pei Qian's martial arts skills at that time may not be comparable to that of Chen Ping'an, so how can he end it?

In the blessed land of lotus root, under the leadership of the old Taoist master Donghai, I traveled through thousands of mountains and rivers. I once watched as a bystander how the gentlemen and clique in the temple changed from worrying about the country and the people, to the economy and the people in the past eighty years. Step by step, the atmosphere turns turbid and the integrity of the character is corroded. Everyone flaunts himself as a gentleman. Since he is a gentleman, why is there any flaw? As long as a person is in trouble and demoted in the court, he will not care about right and wrong. The temple will be filled with righteous indignation and denounce political opponents. Everyone comforts that "good friend", breaks willows to see him off, raises a glass of wine to comfort him, and laments that the people's heart is unhappy. In ancient times, wolves were in power, and in the literary world of Nashilin, which was far away from the world, there would be disciples and disciples who would lead the way and compile all kinds of unofficial histories for political opponents that were either scandalous or misleading.

Now that Chen Ping'an has the idea of ​​starting a sect, he must put an end to this worst situation.

If he couldn't even teach the nearest Pei Qian well, why would Chen Ping'an dare to say that his future sect would not be the second Tongye Sect after thousands of years? Aren’t you the second Du Mao?

Study to know etiquette, practice martial arts to strengthen your body.

This was Chen Pingan's original intention for Pei Qian.

Under normal circumstances, it's like walking on two legs. It's stable and there is no problem. But the key is that Pei Qian's martial arts talent is too high and his martial arts luck is too high. One day, as long as she feels that the principles in the book are just a chore to deal with Chen Ping'an. It’s just a matter of fact. Once she feels that trying to reason with others is too annoying and boring, she will think that I have boxing skills, a waist and a sword, and I always follow my heart and my own will. I don’t care about being cautious, and I don’t know how to restrain myself and return etiquette. Chen Before, Ping An spent fifty summer coins without frowning in order to create a kind-hearted golden elixir demon in the world. Then in the future, he will personally create a Jiu who only cares about his position and interests and will not talk to me about right and wrong. A martial artist in the realm or even a martial artist in the tenth realm, Chen Ping'an, let alone fifty Xiaoshu coins, I'm afraid fifty or five hundred Guyu coins won't help.

Chen Pingan stood on his head, closed his eyes and meditated, turning over and over again, but could not come up with the best answer.

Do you really want to interrupt Pei Qian's current martial arts path just because of that "what if" in the future?

Previously in the mountain col, facing Shanze Yexiu who harbored evil intentions but had not yet caused any tragedy, Chen Pingan said, "The difficulty is that the worst result has not occurred, so the truth can be explained again." Otherwise, why should Chen Pingan be so roundabout and rely on his own strength? It's all about fighting.

These are some of the changes Chen Pingan made after he asked to "ask himself" during the battle at the Border Inn, and after the battle at Laolong City, and learned about the subsequent changes in the Tongye Sect through the female crown Huang Ting, because Chen Pingan felt that he should retreat. One step varies from place to place and from person to person. Focus on learning more and thinking more about this "small step". Otherwise, people will always use "clear conscience" as an excuse and there will be a lot of confusion between right and wrong.

Pei Qian, who was angry at Yu'er for being so disrespectful, suddenly touched her slightly sore cheek, only to find Sui Sui winking at her. Pei Qian followed Sui Sui's line of sight and saw Chen Ping'an not far away, frowning. Not the same as usual.

Sui's right hand put away the finger that flicked Pei Qian's cheek with water drops, and continued to look into the distance.

Pei Qian gently put down the fishing rod, tiptoed to Chen Pingan's side, squatted there, and stared at his master's brow.

Could it be that Master realized it later and now began to feel sorry for the fifty small sums of money that were wasted?

Chen Pingan opened his eyes, looked at the charcoal face that had not yet turned white due to exposure to wind and sun, and asked with a smile: "What's wrong?"

Pei Qian thought for a while and said, "Master, are you worried about something? Tell me about it."

Chen Pingan exerted slight force on his wrist, turned his body upside down, returned to his normal standing position, and then sat down cross-legged, somewhat hesitantly.

The thing is too far away and the reason is too big.

Is Pei Qian too young now? Will her words and emotions be like heavy boulders, pressing on her shoulders?

Chen Pingan took off the sword-raising gourd and took a sip of the small medicinal wine. The breeze from the mountains and rivers gently blew on his face, which made Chen Pingan feel slightly relaxed.

Life is less than a hundred years old, and I always worry about a thousand years old.

After Chen Pingan drank the wine, he narrowed his eyes with a smile and laughed at himself in his heart. Now, is he a bit of a scholar?

He turned his head and smiled: "It has something to do with you, do you want to hear it?"

Pei Qian swallowed his saliva and immediately began to reflect on what naughty things he had done along the way. He probably already knew that it was not a trivial matter with one or two chestnuts smashed on the head, so he said with a grimace: "Can you not listen? Wait for me When you are older and can remember things better, Master can tell me more, right?"

Chen Pingan touched her little head and said, "It doesn't involve anything good or bad, it's just my inner thoughts. Don't worry about eating chestnuts and scratching your ears."

The unburdened Pei Qian immediately sat upright, facing Chen Ping'an who was sitting sideways. With a smile in her eyes, she held the two bamboo swords at her waist and pretended to say: "Master, please speak! Disciples are all ears. "

Chen Pingan smiled and turned around slightly. The two sat opposite each other and asked, "What if one day, your swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and boxing skills are better than those of the master, and then something happens, and the master says yes?" , you think it’s wrong, what should you do?”

Pei Qian said without hesitation: "Just listen to Master, what else can you do?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Think more carefully."

Pei Qian began to scratch his head and said with a sad face: "But I just feel that whatever the master says is right, it is right, and whatever he says is wrong, it is wrong."

Chen Pingan remained silent.

Pei Qian had no choice but to continue to ponder, think wildly, and wander thousands of miles away. The master didn't seem to be in a hurry anyway.

Pei Qian suddenly smiled and asked: "If one day in the future, I am more powerful than Master, how powerful will it be?"

Chen Ping'an said: "For example, the old thief Du in Huang Ting's mouth, Du Mao of Tongye Sect, is in the Ascension Realm."

Chen Pingan smiled and added: "For the time being, we only talk about cultivation, not good and evil."

Pei Qian opened his mouth wide and exclaimed: "My dear, if you are so powerful, you must have mountains of gold and silver at home. Can you count the money? Counting money is too tiring, but if you don't count it clearly, you will be afraid of being stolen. , Alas, when will I have the troubles of rich people..."

Chen Ping'an looked at the dark-skinned little girl who was getting more and more worried. He laughed dumbly, leaned forward, and patted Pei Qian's head gently, "There was a military saint in my hometown, Master Ruan, who forged iron and made swords. Looking back, there was One thing he did really well is that when it comes to accepting disciples, Master Ruan will not only look at qualifications, but whether he is someone of the same kind and can walk the same path, instead of looking for some disciples who are extremely talented but have different temperaments, or who are Find some disciples who will stand up and just fight and kill when there is a conflict between the master and others."

Pei Qian hesitated to speak, but finally said nothing.

Chen Ping'an continued: "Going back to the original question, what should you do if you have a dispute with Master? You don't just think that Master is right. Master is not a saint and will make mistakes. We should be like today, you and I are right Sit down, and then explain clearly the rights, wrongs and reasons of each, and listen to the person who makes sense. I, Chen Pingan, will not suppress your reasons as your master Pei Qian. If you, Pei Qian, are very powerful at that time, I can You can kill me with just one punch, and you can't rely on your high cultivation to do whatever you want, regardless of what I, Chen Ping'an, told you."

Pei Qian burst into tears.

In fact, she didn't quite understand it, but she always felt that it was a very sad thing.

Especially when Pei Qian heard Chen Ping'an say, "Just punch me to death," Pei Qian was almost heartbroken.

Pei Qian was so aggrieved that he turned around and sat down, secretly crying, not looking at Chen Ping'an who was talking nonsense.

Chen Ping'an sat back down, facing the lake, ripples rippled by the spring breeze, stretched out his palms, and raised them up again and again, "The truth is that there are high and low, just like the flower circle on the top of the mountain before, there are also big and small. Master once was in a place called In Caiyi Country, we met a little fox demon in a ruined temple. He liked to read novels about talented people and beautiful ladies, make trouble and scare people, but never really harmed people. Instead, he would help shield people from the wind and rain. This time we met the Ning Ning again. A yellow native cow that refuses to turn over. So does this mean that when the demon clan attacks the Great Wall of Sword Qi, we can skip the heroic sacrifices of those sword cultivators whose sword tips have been facing south for thousands of years, and pity and question why the sword cultivators are so cruel? Could it be that there are no good people among the demon clan?"

Pei Qian still turned his back to Chen Ping'an, sniffling and choking: "I know this, these people don't distinguish between right and wrong, and don't distinguish between right and wrong."

Chen Pingan drew the largest circle with one hand, and the palm of the other hand was above his head, "But Master Literary Saint, and Master Bai, who is rumored to have helped the human race cast the cauldron and draw the map of Sou Mountain, I think they are qualified to talk about it. We are far behind the principle of "naturally justified", but why do they have self-imprisonment in the merit forest and are imprisoned in the Xiongzhen Building? Is it because of this that we feel that reasoning is useless? There is really no distinction between good and evil in heaven and earth. Did you report it?"

Pei Qian turned around, sat next to Chen Pingan, lowered his head and said, "But some bad people just live better than good people."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "So in the capital city of Nanyuan, the old monk of Xinxiang Temple said that the world will always owe a debt to good people."

Pei Qian asked in a low voice: "What should we do?"

Chen Ping'an did not drink the small medicinal wine in the sword-raising gourd, but took out a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus wine from a nearby object. After opening it, he took a sip of the wine and said with a smile: "It's probably waiting for us to find it in the book. .”

In the distant mountains and forests, yellow native cows are prostrate on the ground, thoughtful.

Although Sui Youyou had an indifferent expression, he was actually listening intently.

Pei Qian wiped his tears and said with a smile: "Master, not long after we left Fengweidu last time, when we were cooking, why were you humming that folk song from your hometown without any words? Hum it again. , I really want to learn.”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "That's what my best friend taught me. You can make up whatever you want. In your hometown, you can use it to tease and curse people, to relax while working, or... to accompany wine."

Chen Ping'an took a sip of the sweet-scented osmanthus brew and began to hum quietly. He smiled and pointed at Pei Qian, "Staff, I read some books, recognized a lot of words, and accumulated a lot of knowledge, but I can't sell it for a few pennies."

Ouch.

It's about her Pei Qian.

Pei Qian was so happy that he couldn't help blurting out: "Stinky tofu is so delicious that I can't afford it!"

Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly, "There are monsters and demons in the mountains, and water ghosts in the lakes and rivers. I turned my head in fright, and it turned out that I had been away from home for many years."

Pei Qian echoed, "I'm eating stinky tofu!"

Chen Pingan drank again and pointed elsewhere. Unfortunately, it happened to be on the right side of Sui Sui. It didn't matter, "Which little girl has the fragrance of orchids on her body? Why is she crying? Do you think she is pitiful or not?" ?”

Pei Qian nodded vigorously, "It's so pitiful that you can't eat stinky tofu!"

Chen Ping'an squinted and smiled, pointed his finger to a high place, and hummed softly: "I would like to ask Mr. Fuzi what to do. There is a small paper kite hanging on the branch basking in the sun."

Pei Qian held his belly and laughed, "Eat stinky tofu, stinky tofu is delicious!"

Over there in the bamboo house, Zhang Shanfeng and Xu Yuanxia looked at each other and smiled.

Zhu Lian closed his eyes and smiled, shaking his head.

Lu Baixiang patted his knees gently.

For the first time, Sui Zuoyue was not angry. Instead, he covered his mouth and smiled, narrowing his eyes.

Wei Xian held his cheek and tilted his head. He didn't know when he was squatting at the door of the bamboo house, looking at the back of the black girl.

Master and apprentice, one singing and the other harmonizing, among the green mountains and green waters.