In Zhigui's eyes, who was passing through a courtyard wall, Chen Ping'an sat on a small stool, shaking as if dozing off.

But in the perception of the sword cultivator Cao Jun, Chen Ping'an's soul shook violently, the river was surging, and a small boat was at risk of overturning at any time.

The fiery fox stood on Cao Jun's shoulder and joked: "Although the sword embryo is unknown, it can be confirmed that the quality is extremely high, even I will be jealous. You just gave up after suffering a little loss? This is not like your Cao Jun's style of doing things."

Cao Jun threw out the melon seed shells into the next yard, shook his head and said, "I won't rob it. Old Cao is right. It's better to be quiet or not to move in the near future. If a person dies, the eggs will be on the sky. If his life is gone, everything will be useless."

The fiery fox bewitched people's hearts: "Things are not three, there is another chance. If you have a horse without weeds, you will not be fat, and you will not be rich without wealth. Since you, Cao Jun, fell a big fall in early years, you will be a pool of mud, causing your cultivation to be stagnant. Now that you don't take any wrong steps, how can you achieve great things?"

Cao Jun kept silent, just lowered his head and ate melon seeds, his eyes darkened.

Since his birth, Cao Jun enjoyed a great reputation. He was originally a sword immortal embryo that happened once in a century in Nanposa Prefecture. In the heart lake, the pure sword energy generated innately stands tall and graceful, just like lotus flowers in the lake. He only had to wait for a day to bloom. However, later he encountered an accident and was beaten up by a peak strong man. The sword energy withered and became a withered lotus.

From then on, Cao Jun became a laughing stock in the entire Nanposa Continent. His peers of swordsmanship who were left far behind by him in the past are now surpassing Cao Jun one by one.

The fiery fox lamented and patted Cao Jun's head with his claws, "Poor baby. The foundation of the sword path has collapsed and his future has been ruined. Over the years, he has lost his ambition to fight against God."

Cao Jun was a little surprised and turned his head to look at the young man's ancestral home, "This guy has a very good character. He couldn't tell at all before, and he actually found his own convenient method for him."

There are many things in the world that are not scary for the gods on the mountain who are knowledgeable, but they will also find them interesting.

The fiery red fox was also slightly shocked, jumped on Cao Jun's head, stretched his neck to look, and focused on observing the teenager's fighting with the sword embryo in his body, and said softly: "Well, it's similar to the tying pillar of the Buddhist horse, which helped the young man's soul boat to act as an anchor. The young man's body was broken, and it was difficult to get to this point. But it was not enough to be able to subdue the sword embryo. Cao Jun, before you were cheated, you were too smooth, and then too bumpy. Maybe the boy's experience today will become a little inspiration for you on your path of cultivation..."

Cao Jun stopped smiling and showed himself to others, and his smile was restrained, and his face became solemn.

Cultivation, talent, is like the bowl that the ancestors eat. Even if some people have a large bowl, if there is too little rice in it, the miserable situation of not having enough food, and the achievements are naturally limited.

During this journey, Cao Jun made great profits along the way from the vast Nanposa Continent to the Dongbao Pingzhou, which was a barbarian land.

During the struggle with the sword embryo, although the young man was tough in his mind and had an anchor to calm down, he would not let his soul go with the flow, but the sword embryo's spirit was too strong, with a fierce momentum and arbitrary rushing, which was a ruthless way to reduce ten times with one force.

The fiery foxes slapped each other with their claws and gloated, "I'm going to lose, it's terrible. Maybe I'll lie on the sickbed for ten days and half a month. The sword embryo has obviously just developed spirituality, and I don't know how to use the talented magical powers contained in it, otherwise the boy will not be able to support this time."

Although Cao Jun's cultivation is not as good as the fox charm on his head, he is like a mountain. As a sword cultivator who was once expected to reach the top, he has his own unique vision, "not necessarily."

The fiery fox said in surprise: "Huh? There are three very deep cunning in the boy's body. Is it still a good sword cultivator? No, it should have been dug up the day after tomorrow, but it is natural and very big, no wonder it makes me look away."

The cunning is mostly a secular saying, describing someone who is far-sighted and slightly derogatory.

But on the mountain, it is a great compliment. The acupoints are like cities and mansions, and naturally the higher the bigger the more spectacular it is.

The fiery fox sighed softly, "Such an inconspicuous young man has weird things that cannot be underestimated. Cao Jun, you should listen to the bastard obediently. Don't mess around lately. Although this broken Lizhu Cave Heaven is a temple in a snail shell, it is true that you should not be too arrogant when you act."

Cao Jun nodded, "I want to be a human being with my tail between my legs."

The fiery red fox was so angry that he stepped on Cao Jun's head, "I'm not well-raised little bastard, kindly remind you, why are you still scolding me!"

The young man's aura gradually stabilized. For some reason, the sword embryo that had the upper hand suddenly roared and stopped his troops, wandering quietly in a towering Qi Mansion.

Cao Jun no longer peeped at the scene over there and said with a hint of a smile: "I heard that you have a sister named Qingying. They are both one of the ancestors of the fox clan. They have hope of giving birth to the ninth tail. Old Cao has coveted her beauty for many years. Is it really beautiful?"

The fiery fox lifted his tail, sniffed Qingfeng as a fan, and grinned his teeth: "It's so good-looking, with a dead face. He has never liked to laugh since he was a child, and he is still above the top. He can tell at first glance that he is a shameless person. With the eyes of an old bastard, even if he is a sow, as long as he has a big butt, he feels as beautiful as a fairy."

Cao Jun hesitated for a moment and asked softly: "I heard that she has been wandering around the Xiongzhen Building for a hundred years. Is it that she hopes to become that guy's concubine?"

The fiery red fox let go of his tail and laughed loudly, as if he heard the most funny joke in the world, "Will Mr. Bai fall in love with her? As one of the longest-lived great demon kings in the world, Mr. Bai has traveled all over the world. What female female has never seen before? Will he fall in love with such a rare little fox?"

Zhenhai Tower stands on the coast of the South China Sea in Posa Forest, and Cao happens to be one of the janitors, so Cao Jun knows many inside stories.

The fiery fox's voice was low, "The saints of the Three Churches, treat us Mr. Bai unfairly! It was Mr. Bai who helped..."

Cao Xi shouted in the room: "The stinky woman is looking for death? Why don't you shut up!"

The fiery red fox suddenly came back to his senses, knowing that he had made up his words, so he looked up at the sky, folded his hands together, bowed and bent down, as if he was bowing devoutly, and he would not hide, allowing his body to explode by a wisp of sword energy in Cao Xi's fingers.

"Twenty words, be punished!"

Cao Xi used twenty strands of sharp sword energy in succession, and the fiery red fox did not hide at all. In the end, Cao Jun hugged it dying with both hands and walked back to the room.

Cao Xi was still angry and pointed at the fox in Cao Jun's arms and cursed: "If you want to die, just jump into Ruan Qiong's sword furnace. Ruan Qiong can still miss you a little. Don't yell here, I, Cao, and you will be buried with you! The sky is so big, the three leaders can ignore it. So what about their disciples and students, don't talk about anything else, just talk about the master of Touxuan Mountain, what kind of temper do you have?! You are a prodigal girl!"

The fiery fox tilted his head and fainted.

Cao Jun whispered softly: "It's almost enough. Without it, there would be no such thing as Cao Xi today. Bad people and evil people can do it, but you have to talk about some conscience."

Cao Xi suddenly stopped, his eyes were gloomy, and he stared at this descendant who had no smile on his face.

Cao Xi looked disgusted and disgusted, waved her sleeves and said, "Get out and tell the little boy named Cao Mao, and tell him not to be as knowledgeable as Yuan's family. His eyes are as big as a grain of rice. He only stares at the gains and losses of a temple in Dali, and a group of waste, why don't you die! He has the face to see the ancestor and ask him to get out!"

Cao Jun hugged the fox and turned around and left indifferently.

Cao Xi stayed alone in his ancestral home and began to take a slow walk around the patio.

Once upon a time, there was an old man who was sick and lying in a dimly lit house all year round. There was an unfilial drunkard man who was worried all day long and had a headache and then had funeral expenses. There was a woman who was stuttering and indifferent to the darkness. She had to do housework and work in the fields. At the age of thirty, she looked older than the other forty-year-old women in Nipin Lane.

But at that time, there was a shabby boy with a naughty personality. He was not afraid of the world, he laughed every day, read books, and did not do things, and he just daydreamed. He always felt that sooner or later, he would buy the largest house on Fulu Street. As for even if he really had a day to survive, his grandfather and his parents would still be alive. The boy was busy with idleness and dreaming about those things, and he didn't expect them at all.

An old man who was no longer a young man took out the rusty ancient copper coin and raised it high above his head, through the square copper coin holes, and through the square roof patio.

Looking back at the time, it seems that there was such a conversation.

"Mom, when I become successful in the future, I will let you sleep in the mountains of gold and silver."

"well!"

"Mom, I'm telling you the truth!"

"Hurry up and put away the copper coins, and your father will see them, and you will take them away again."

...

Cao Xi put away his thoughts, looked around, and said to himself, "I have become an immortal, I have no popularity."

———

Chen Ping'an locked the door, left Niping Lane, and came to the New Year's shop in Qilong Lane. The boy in green sat on the threshold in a daze. When he saw Chen Ping'an, he just called out weakly to the master. Chen Ping'an stepped over the threshold and found a girl in pink skirt standing on a bench with a solemn and serious expression. Behind the counter, he was planning to the account book on the table, his hands were like butterflies, which was dazzling, crackling, crisp and pleasant. There were several women and girls from small towns around him, full of shock and admiration.

The simple-minded women and girls all smiled and called "Shopkeeper Chen" after seeing Chen Ping'an.

The girl in pink skirt looked up and said, "Master, I'm helping the shop to settle the score, and it will be fine soon."

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded, walked around to the counter, and asked someone to bring paper and pen, and started writing a gift list. Before leaving the town, he asked Ruan Xiu to help many neighbors to give gifts. Before Chen Ping'an went to Long Kiln to burn porcelain, he grew up eating hundreds of rice. For example, he often went to Gu Can's house for free, and often received some old clothes that other teenagers could not wear. For Chen Ping'an, every meal and every piece of clothing were a great kind of kind to save lives. He told Ruan Xiu at that time that as long as he lived, he would deliver it from house to house every year, and there would not be too much stuff every time. But for small households near Nipin Lane, various items ranging from seven to eight taels to twenty taels of silver are definitely not a small number.

Ruan Xiu asked at the time why it would be more refreshing if you don’t give more money in one breath and make those people grateful.

Chen Ping'an said that this would not work. He grew up at the bottom of the market since childhood. He actually didn't understand people's hearts and the world, but he just couldn't tell the truth in the book, such as fighting with the mie, and trivial matters that seem to be trivial and trivial, which are the most desirable. So he carefully explained his little truth to Ruan Xiu. In the town, the situation of each household is actually similar to that of the farmland, and it is divided into big and small New Year. Some descendants are promising, developed, and not short of money. Some families who were originally wealthy may collapse suddenly when they encounter sudden changes. So the things he prepared by Chen Ping'an can eat and wear, and there are places where money is urgently needed. They can even convert those things into silver and give them to wealthy families. People will be happy and give them to the portals in difficulties, and they will cherish them even more.

Whether it is icing on the cake or helping you in time.

All are good things.

But this was only after Chen Ping'an read and learned to read, and then he understood why he did the right thing.

After hearing this, Ruan Xiu smiled and was very happy, saying that the mountain was different from the mountain.

The number of gift lists this year is smaller than last time. The amount of favors is heavy. Some of the friendships left by their parents are just nods. In fact, there is no kindness. Chen Ping'an is not so generous to give gifts every year. However, some old neighbors who are older, even if Chen Ping'an cannot talk about friendship with them, he still chose to stay on the gift list.

No one's money fell from the sky. It has nothing to do with how much money a person has in his pocket.

Chen Ping'an thought that if he had the opportunity in the future, he would still have to pave the bridge and build the road.

After the girl in pink skirt had finished reconciling the accounts, she began to inquire about the business conditions of the shop. Chen Ping'an did not get involved in this. After thinking about it, she handed her gift list so that she would not have to rush to buy items. The girl in pink skirt received the gift list solemnly, ensuring that she would handle it properly for the master. Chen Ping'an rubbed her little head and came to the young boy in green to sit down. The latter was worried, sighed, and repeated the four words "Strange Swordsmanship".

A beautiful boy named Cui Ci found the shop with his luggage on his back and said that his husband couldn't leave at home, so he asked him to deliver things, asking Chen Ping'an not to take it seriously, and he would collect it well after taking it. The boy in green didn't like this boy. He looked at the old Cui Ci with the angry Qiu, and was so angry that he suddenly stood up, "Your husband and my master are friends with peers. You are a little book boy, so respect it, it's not that my master got any great gifts, how are you arrogant?"

Cui Ci's face turned red.

Chen Ping'an smoothed out the situation and said, "Cui Ci, tell your husband, I will take over the things and I will practice drawing talismans well."

Cui Ci nodded with a stern face, turned around and snorted coldly at the boy in green, turned around and strode away.

The boy in green clothes hit the boy's back and punched the turtle through a long distance. Then he felt relieved. He sat back on the threshold and said with a sad face: "Master, how did you live to this day in such a vicious dragon and tiger den in the town? If it were me and I, I would have been skinned by someone long ago."

Chen Ping'an sighed: "I don't know."

The girl in pink skirt came to the threshold and said in fear: "Master, who is that young lady carrying the bucket? It's so terrible. I don't think she's worse than the master's student at all."

The boy in Qingyi shook his head vigorously and said, "I won't go to Nibao Lane to death, and sheep will enter the tiger's mouth!"

Chen Ping'an changed the topic, "I gave Huaimu Sword and there was another sword that Master Ruan was casting, named "Demon Elimination and Demon Suppression, how about it?"

He lowered his voice, "I think that sword embryo is more suitable for 'first 1st' or 'morning'."

The two little guys looked at each other.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Is it okay for me to name it?"

The corners of the boy in green twitched, then squeezed out a smile and stretched out his thumb, "The master's foundation in naming his name is very deep and unfathomable. Returning to the essence, the vulgarity is the elegance, and there is more knowledge than scholars!"

The girl in the pink skirt wanted to speak but stopped. She touched her chest and thought about it. She should just ignore her conscience. In the first month of the year, she should not disappoint the master's fun.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the girl in pink skirt and said in confusion: "Isn't it particularly good? So there are always some that do it?"

The girl in the pink skirt kept her mouth tight and was already unconscienced. If she said yes, she would not be able to overcome this hurdle.

The boy in green said angrily: "Master, why don't you believe my eyes? That means your eyes are really not good!"

Chen Ping'an asked tentatively: "Isn't the name good?"

The boy in green shouted, and finally couldn't help but speak up for justice. He stood up, put his hands on his hips, and said passionately: "Master! Suppress demons and eliminate demons, which Taoist priest who cheated and cheated me will not talk about this? "Morning"? I'm still noon, and what about evening? On the first day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 10th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th day of the 13th

“Agreement opinion.”

Chen Ping'an thought carefully for a long time, "The name will not be changed!"
To be continued...