Gu Can nodded, looked at the small pile of melon seeds left in his hand, and handed them to Chen Pingan, "Then I'm leaving."

Chen Ping'an took the melon seeds, picked one up and started to eat it, and said: "When Tanxue can return to the shore, you ask her to come to me. I have something for her."

Gu Can smiled brightly and said, "Okay."

After Gu Can left, Chen Pingan handed the melon seeds in his hand to Zeng Ye, who quickly shook his head.

Chen Pingan turned around and moved a chair into the room, handed it to Zeng Ye, and sat on Gu Can's original bamboo chair.

Zeng Ye put his butt on the chair nervously, not knowing where to put his hands and feet.

Chen Pingan chewed melon seeds and said with a smile: "You may need to stay with me, as short as two or three years, or as long as seven or eight years. You can usually call me Mr. Chen. It doesn't matter how precious my name is.

No, it’s just that you shouted, it’s inappropriate. People all over Qingxia Island are staring at this. You might as well stay like you are now, don’t change, watch more and talk less. As for doing things, except for the things I told you, you

There’s no need to do more for the time being, and it’s best not to do more. If you don’t understand it now, it doesn’t matter.”

Zeng Ye nodded silently.

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Zeng Ye wanted to speak but stopped.

Chen Pingan said: "Zeng Ye, let me tell you one more thing. Here, you don't have to be afraid of saying the wrong thing. You can say whatever you think."

Zeng Ye then said: "I am not afraid of ghosts. I have been able to see dirty things since I was a child. I followed Master to Maoyue Island. There are many masters, brothers and sisters there who raise ghosts."

Chen Pingan asked casually: "Do you hate your master?"

Zeng Ye pursed his lips and stopped talking. He was a simple and honest young man with a sad face and a hint of stubbornness.

Chen Pingan nodded: "That's a bit hateful, but more sad, right? And after thinking about it, it seems that Master is not a bad person. If it weren't for him, he might have died long ago, so whether it is towards Master,

I still want to treat Maoyue Island as my family and my true home."

Zeng Ye lowered his head, hummed, and said vaguely with tears in his eyes: "I know I'm stupid. I'm sorry, Mr. Chen. I will definitely not be able to help you much in the future. I may make mistakes more often. Then you can beat me and scold me."

, I recognize them all.”

Chen Pingan was chewing melon seeds, looking into the distance, and said softly: "Is this stupid? I don't think so."

Zeng Ye was so sad that he failed to listen clearly, and then he remembered that when he was sitting next to a Qingxia Island worshiper, he should have listened to all the golden rules. Zeng Ye felt more and more that he was worthless and deserved to suffer.

Chen Pingan said: "But I'm not telling you, Zeng Ye, you are too timid. It's true. When I was as old as you, I was on my own. When I meet the so-called big shots, I never feel guilty.

Scared."

Chen Pingan finished crushing the melon seeds, rubbed his stubbled chin with the palm of his hand, and laughed at himself: "It's a bit shameless to talk like this. Well, I might as well go back to Zizhu Island and ask for another pole of bamboo to make myself a bamboo knife. Add

Take that big imitation Quhuang that I bought from Yuanwei Street, and learn from my own great disciple. It’s okay to use wrong swords and scare people.”

Zeng Ye realized it later and said now: "How can I compare with Mr. Chen?"

Chen Pingan smiled and stood up, "Are you literate? If you can, I will teach you two secret techniques first. Your rank is not too high. If you practice well, you will be no worse than you were on Maoyue Island."

Zeng Ye quickly stood up and said, "If you are literate, you will always be scolded by the master for being stupid."

Chen Pingan held up a chair and said, "It doesn't matter. If you encounter anything you don't understand, just ask me."

Chen Ping'an crossed the threshold and turned around to look. Zeng Ye followed cautiously behind him, his hands empty.

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Your master scolded you for being stupid. I don't think he was wronging you, but you were carrying a bamboo chair."

Zeng Ye suddenly realized it and immediately turned around and ran to pick up the bamboo chair.

Chen Pingan smiled knowingly.

I finally have a normal child by my side.

fine.

When thinking this way, Mr. Accountant didn't even realize that he was only three years older than the young man Zeng Ye.

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In the next few days, except for sleeping and returning to the next door room, Zeng Ye almost stayed with Mr. Chen. He flipped through the pages repeatedly and wrote in neat small regular script. Zeng Ye, as a monk who had already entered the Lower Five Realms,

, of course he could recognize the words, but the secret art of ghost art, which Mr. Chen said was "not too high in quality", did not seem to mean to recognize him word by word.

Almost every two or three sentences, Zeng Ye would encounter a roadblock and a question would pop up. At first, Zeng Ye wanted to skip a few paragraphs and read through the secret technique before asking, but the more he read, the more headache he got.

He was sweating profusely, so much so that he showed signs of danger of losing his soul. Zeng Ye was immediately horrified. He had heard of some particularities and taboos regarding the practice of the Xian family's secret techniques. The more advanced the secret technique, the less he could immerse himself in it.

, once you are unable to extricate yourself and there is no one to protect you, you will damage the foundation of the Tao.

Mr. Chen had been sitting next to him and did not remind Zeng Ye at first, until Zeng Ye quickly put down the papers in his hands that seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms and took a big breath.

Chen Ping'an nodded secretly. Poor talent and talent were not the most terrifying thing. If his character was too superficial, this was the biggest hurdle for Zeng Ye to practice this secret method of the ghost way.

Once Zeng Ye doesn't even have this bit of concentration, doing that thing with him will only push Zeng Ye step by step towards becoming obsessed.

Chen Ping'an would not drive him away, but he would never let Zeng Ye continue to practice, as if he had an extra neighbor, similar to the old monk guarding the mountain gate.

Chen Ping'an would rather have the fifteen Guyu coins go down the drain than let Zhang and Qingxia Island Fishing House find another suitable candidate.

After Zeng Ye suffered a lot, he no longer pretended to be fat and started asking Mr. Chen whenever he had any doubts.

Chen Pingan answered his questions one by one.

Firstly, Wei Bo had detailed marginalia at that time, and secondly, Chen Ping'an had many discussions with Ma Yuanzhi of Zhu Xianfu, Earth Immortal Yu Hui and the great monks of the Yin and Yang family, and he now has some insights.

As for why he didn't directly give Zeng Ye a copy of the "annotated version" of the secret method, or pour beans through a bamboo tube, he told Zeng Ye all the subtleties and precautions.

This again involves the Taoist practice of the young people around me.

The meeting was fate, and Chen Ping'an hoped that Zeng Ye could truly benefit from this transaction and find the foundation for his future advancement to the fifth level of the middle school, and even for his future cultivation on the Great Dao.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to teach him to fish.

This was how A Liang treated him back then, and Chen Ping'an was also willing to treat a fourteen-year-old Shujianhu boy like this, because Zeng Ye was a simple boy who had not yet been completely tainted by Shujianhu and had his nature changed.

Wei Bo's secret technique must be of high quality.

Then Chen Ping'an took it out, and Zeng Ye stretched out his hand to catch it. Whether he can hold it again or not depends on whether he has learned or not.

How did Zeng Ye learn it? How much effort and perseverance did he put in? If he had obtained it so easily, how could he really cherish such a great blessing? How could he keep asking himself in the long monastic life in the future?

When you ask about your original intention, tell yourself that "hard-won" you had back then?

Chen Ping'an doesn't care about any other sects on the mountain, the Immortal Cave, or the hundreds of sects, which methods and purposes they use to teach their disciples the Tao. As long as he is here, he can be slow, but he must be steady.

But Chen Ping'an soon developed a headache.

Because Zeng Ye... is really out of touch!

Chen Ping'an always felt that his qualifications were mediocre, because it was Ning Yao who taught him how to read "Shaking Mountain Boxing Book". On reading, he traveled to the Sui Dynasty, and there was a little girl in a red cotton-padded jacket, Li Baoping, by his side.

At that time, there was Lin Shouyi, who was practicing martial arts. The person who taught boxing was the "invincible" old man named Cui. Later, he met Cao Ci, a fellow of the same age at the Great Wall of Swords and Qi. He was so talented that Chen Pingan lost three games in a row.

.At the end, he was accompanied by Pei Qian, who practiced the same skill as Jianqi Shiba. The key point is that this black charcoal girl was his first disciple. In terms of romantic style, there were Lu Tai, Liu Qingshan...

Even if Chen Ping'an begins to reflect on himself and no longer belittles himself after experiencing the situation of Lotus Flower Blessed Land, in fact, it is easy to change the situation, but it is hard to change the nature, and it is inevitable that there will still be some sequelae.

As a result, until they met Zeng Ye, Chen Ping'an felt that he was actually a monastic genius... and almost sighed with emotion. No wonder the boss swordsman revealed the secret at that time, saying that if he had not broken his natal porcelain and interrupted

Changsheng Bridge originally had the "Earthly Immortal Qualification".

Because Zeng Ye is really too dull.

It was often just a formula, turned over and over again, and Chen Ping'an explained it carefully for a long time, but Zeng Ye just changed from being in the fog to having only a half-knowledge.

When Ning Yao taught the essence of Shanshanquan at his ancestral home in Niping Lane, Chen Pingan felt that he actually understood what he heard, but when he actually walked the six steps, he was swaying and making a fool of himself, but he soon got better.

I have learned from this, but I was in the midst of blessings and did not realize that the "boxing intention" that a pure martial artist strives for has already flowed throughout my body. Although the boxing intention has not grown strong, it can be created from scratch, that is, it has crossed the martial arts path.

The first big threshold is equivalent to a Qi practitioner reaching the sky in one step, which is extremely difficult.

Fortunately, Chen Pingan is not impatient. Zeng Ye is a slow learner, so he should teach more slowly and carefully.

There are three pages of paper, Zeng Ye learned one page a day, but it was still very difficult.

Therefore, the young man felt guilty every day and felt that he could not forgive Mr. Chen.

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything, he didn't comfort the young man, and he didn't make any false claims that Zeng Ye actually had good qualifications for you.

Things in the world are complicated, but your heart is sincere.

The two things are inherently contradictory, and sooner or later they will collide, and often the latter loses more.

The more Zeng Ye has experienced and tempered today, the stronger his foundation will be, so that he will not encounter really big things in the future, lose without fighting, or give up in a few moments.

Living on Qingxia Island in Shujian Lake, Chen Pingan now has more time to look back on the past, and unknowingly he has chewed up many aftertaste that he had no time to think about deeply before. For example, the barefoot old man on the second floor of the Luoluoshanzhu Building once said that

The pure martial arts is not purely about boxing techniques and moves. I have learned tens of thousands of fists in the world without losing the word purity. The true pureness lies in my boxing intention, and more importantly in my mind. It is very simple. Chen Ping'an is practicing boxing for the first time, in the second and third realms.

As an ant, when you face the four, five, eight, nine and even ten realms of warriors, deep down in your heart, you know that you will definitely lose. But once you are in a desperate situation and are separated between life and death, do you dare not

Dare to throw out a punch? Can the punching intention remain the same? On the contrary, the punching intention becomes more pure and moves forward indomitably?

When facing a strong enemy, you must first establish yourself in an invincible position in terms of mentality, and only then can you have a chance of winning, even if it is a one in ten thousand chance.

If the intention of the fist wavers, there is not even a one in ten thousand chance! Just accept death, what kind of boxing will you practice, and what hardship will you endure?

Three days later, Zeng Ye barely knew the secret technique and began to practice it formally.
To be continued...