When he arrived at the dinner table, Li Er was a little confused. This was the second time his wife wanted to drink more by herself, even though she drank openly. The last time, it had been many years since then.

Seeing that Chen Ping'an deliberately suppressed the intention of fist, after drinking three or two cups, his face turned red quickly. Li Er felt something was wrong. Why did he fall asleep when he got drunk, thinking about how to eat less fist, which was a meal? But this was not something Chen Ping'an could do.

However, someone was drinking with him happily, and Li Er was still very happy. He stepped on the bench with one leg. He never thought that as soon as he raised his foot, hooked his back, he wanted to pick up a chopstick and stir-fried pork with winter bamboo shoots far away from him. The woman glared and taught him a lesson to look like an elder, which made Li Er so entangled that she had to sit down seriously. She had never seen her so petty before. She occasionally drank a few taels of wine, and her daughter-in-law ignored these things. Their family always did this. When Li Huai was a child, she liked to squat on the bench and chewed the chicken legs and hooves, and she didn't have so-called tutors. What kind of women didn't go to the table to eat, and Li Er's family did not have such rules.

Li Er glanced at the dish that was deliberately placed by Chen Ping'an, but found that his wife glanced at him. Li Er understood that this plate of fried pork with winter bamboo shoots is nothing he can do.

The meat and hard dishes on the table were all Chen Ping'an's side, and Li Er was surrounded by vegetarian dishes with clear soup and water. Li Er took a sip of wine and smiled. In fact, this scene is not unfamiliar with it.

During the years when Li Huai went out to study and traveled, his family always looked like this.

Li Huai stayed at the Dasui Academy to study and do research. The three of them moved to the foot of the Lion Peak in Beijuluzhou. Even though Li Liu often went down the mountain, the family of three gathered together to have dinner. Li Er always felt that it was less interesting. Li Er did not favor boys over girls at all. This has nothing to do with who his daughter Li Liu is. Over the years, Li Er has only asked Li Liu to solve the problems outside and don’t bring them to his home. Of course, the son-in-law is an exception.

Chen Ping'an was drunk 70% or 80% drunk, so he didn't even have teeth to fight when talking, and walked without any hindrance. He left the Eight Immortals Table and the main house, went to Li Huai's house to rest, took off his boots, lay down gently, closed his eyes, suddenly sat up, turned the boots beside the bed, turned the tip of the boots in, and then continued to lie down and sleep peacefully.

It turns out that I miss my hometown Luopo Mountain and my pioneering disciple.

Li Er was busy cleaning up the dishes, and the woman was still sitting there, saying in a daze: "Li Er, what do you think of Chen Ping'an's child?"

Li Er smiled and said, "Okay."

Otherwise, the man would not have thought of selling the Dragon King basket and the golden carp to Chen Ping'an privately. For this reason, he was scolded at the Yang family shop.

The woman whispered: "Do you think this child looks down on our daughter?"

Li Er stopped his hand and said helplessly: "This is not something you can look down on. Chen Ping'an has someone he likes long ago."

The woman was disappointed, "Our daughter is not lucky."

Li Er smiled and didn't say anything.

The woman slapped the table and said annoyedly: "Why are you laughing at? Is Li Liu your biological daughter? Could it be that I stole the man?"

Li Er shrank his neck and said in a muffled voice: "What are you talking about?"

The woman complained: "My daughter is not smart, and she is not promising as a father, but she is not interested. What kind of evil did our daughter do in her previous life before she was reincarnated at home to endure hardships. Could it be that Li Huai also had to raise her father, mother and daughter in the future, and in the end she would even take care of her sister who had married for the rest of her life?"

Li Er asked curiously: "Dong Shuijing and Lin Shouyi, who were studying in the same school as Li Huai, have loved our daughters since they were young, and I have never seen you care so much before. And the scholar who walked with us last time, don't he think it's actually good?"

The woman shook her head, "That's different. When I looked at it, I still felt that Chen Ping'an was the most like Mr. Qi from the school. I couldn't tell half of the truth, but I looked at people very accurately."

Li Er stopped talking, nodded, and continued to clean up the dishes.

The last time his wife let herself drink openly, Mr. Qi came to the door.

The woman asked tentatively, "What's the chance for our daughter?"

Li Er felt a little guilty. The next feeding of fists made Chen Ping'an eat enough to death. I guess he wouldn't have a chance, right?

The next day, it was light and Chen Ping'an got up and helped carry water back. On the other side of the well, neighbors asked him and said he was a distant relative of the Li family.

Then Li Er took Chen Ping'an out to the Lion Peak and told the woman that she was going to stroll on the mountain. The woman smiled and couldn't stop smiling, and didn't say anything. Li Er was a little confused and didn't know what abacus to make of this.

Li Er took Chen Ping'an straight to the Lion Peak Ancestor Hall.

Chatting along the way, Li Er and Chen Ping'an thanked him about Zheng Dafeng's current guard at Luopo Mountain.

Chen Ping'an said nothing.

Li Er said that Zheng Dafeng's temper, in the past, became a useless person in a foreign country, and he would definitely not want to go back to the Yang family shop in his whole life, and he would just live to die. Even if he was really finished in this life. After all his life was sloppy, his master, in the end, did not treat Zheng Dafeng as his apprentice as his apprentice, and Zheng Dafeng never dared to treat himself as his disciple in his whole life. The current situation is down and down, but the master and apprentice are already master and apprentice, which is very different.

Chen Ping'an actually always thought that Uncle Li was the kind of person who lived the most in the world.

Now it seems that this is true.

Huang Cai, the master of Lion Peak Mountain, is an old immortal master with a fairy temperament.

Huang Cai is famous among the Nascent Soul monks in Beijuluzhou.

Li Er did not politely greet and directly asked the famous old Yuanying monk to block the mountain.

Without saying a word, Huang Cai immediately sent an order to ban the top of the mountain, and did not mention when the mountain would be opened.

For a fairy mountain, closing the mountain is a first-class event.

Either it is the enemy facing or the ancestor is in seclusion and breaking the realm.

Li Er handed a piece of paper to the respectful old mountain master of Shizi Peak, and asked Huang Cai to take medicine as written on the paper.

Huang Cai still didn't ask a single word.

Just looking at the young foreigner's eyes was a little strange.

Chen Ping'an said that it was dark under the lights at the foot of the mountain shop, and now he was dealing with outsiders, he immediately opened his mind, but he didn't explain anything extra.

Let’s talk about everything when Li Liu returns to Shizi Peak.

Li Er took Chen Ping'an to a gate of an ancient mansion on the top of the Lion Peak. This was the place where the ancestor of the founding mountain of Shion Peak was practiced in his early years. After the soldiers died, they had never been opened. After Li Liu returned to Shion Peak, the door of the mansion reopened. There was a cave in it. Even Huang Cai was not qualified to take part in a step. Chen Ping'an stepped into it and found that it was a cave waterway. After passing the mountain and water ban on the mansion, it was a ferry. The water flowed green and quiet, with a small boat docking. Li Er personally carried the artemisia forward. There was no sun and moon shining, nor the immortal fluorite, and the candlelight were still as bright as day.

After walking for more than ten miles, the view suddenly became clear. In the distance, there was a strange mirror as big as a lake, slightly lower than the lake surface. The flowing water from all directions poured into it, and there was no trace.

Li Er explained: "This mirror is the entrance to an ancient cave heaven. Some people don't like that cave heaven very much, so they built this formation and kept watering it with great water. This mirror is quite tough, and the ordinary ten-level fist with a strong energy is useless. Even if I broke it for a moment with the eighty punches of "Return to Truth", it will still be restored as before. It is said that only the "Godward" at the last level of the ten-level realm can completely break the mirror. I still need to polish the boxing spirit for a long time before I have the opportunity to enter the "Godward" realm. After that, I will break the dead end of martial arts and embark on a truly path to heaven."

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but say, "What a pity it would be to completely break such a rare treasure of immortals."

As for the third level of the tenth level of the martial arts, I have heard of it, just remember it.

Li Er smiled and said, "It's a pity that you can break the mirror with a pair of fists."

Chen Ping'an felt that until this moment, the person standing by his side was no longer Li Er.

But a ten-level martial artist.

There was no Li Er around him, and Chen Ping'an knew something was wrong. As expected, there was no sign of warning. He swept across from behind.

Chen Ping'an's body seemed to collapse, his fist intention was restrained, and he didn't care about his style or style. He tried to rush forward, but he never thought that he would still be kicked in the back of the waist with a quick kick. The crackling sound was like a series of firecrackers. Chen Ping'an, who could regard the body of an ordinary golden body martial artist as a paper-paste clay, was kicked by a leg as if he had pulled a bowstring. After a bang, logically speaking, Chen Ping'an would be kicked dozens of feet away by one kick, but Li Er punched far ahead of Chen Ping'an's body and cast a posture. He stood beside Chen Ping'an, slashed down with one punch, and smashed Chen Ping'an's chest.

This punch made Chen Ping'an fall to the ground on the back.

Li Er stretched out his foot and twisted his ankle, and picked Chen Ping'an, who was hitting his instep, casually picked up the mirror on the mirror.

Chen Ping'an, who felt that a mouthful of pure true energy was about to collapse, fell heavily on the mirror, jumped a few times, and suddenly slapped the mirror with his palm, floated up and stood still, still couldn't help vomiting blood.

Li Er was still standing on the boat, and the people and the boat were not moving at all. The man said slowly: "Be careful, I punched me, it's not that serious. Back then, Song Changjing and I were both at the peak of the Nine Realm. When I was in the Lizhu Cave Heaven, I had a great fight and almost killed him by accident."

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath. Seeing that Li Er had no intention of taking action immediately, he rolled up his sleeves and gently twisted the mirror with his toes. As expected, he was extremely solid. He was used to walking on the dirt road in Nipin Lane. Then he walked on the Qingshi Street in Taoye Lane on Fulu Street. It was a feeling. What did this mean? It meant that being punched by Li Er was a pain. Then he hit the mirror and added fuel to the fire. It was even more harmful than hitting the ground wall of the bamboo building in Daopo.

Chen Ping'an shaking his body and asked with a wry smile: "Uncle Li, has he been punching at the Nine Realm?"

Li Er shook his head and said, "Of course not."

Before Chen Ping'an felt a little better, Li Er added, "There are still ten realms."

Just by this kid calling himself Uncle Li, he can't let Chen Ping'an shout in vain.

Li Er thinks that being a kind person is kind.

At the table after dinner, there was a huge and lively scene on the Beijuluzhou Mountain recently.

The leader of Qingliang Sect, He Xiaoliang, was inexplicably in conflict with the infatuated Xu Xuan, on his way back to the sect.

It should have been a man and a woman who made a pair of immortals and Taoists. Not only did she have no sincerity to open up the gold and stones, but she didn't know what Xu Xuan said, He Xiaoliang actually fought. In a secluded mountain and field in the Flower Essence Dynasty, after the two sides defined the boundaries, He Xiaoliang and Xu Xuan fought with the mountains and rivers within a radius of hundreds of miles changed color, and the spiritual energy of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers was extremely disordered.

Xu Xuan was seriously injured and fled far away, but He Xiaoliang directly killed his two close maids. The two young female cultivators died. He Xiaoliang also scrambled to buy the two cough beads and talisman swords, and brought them to Qingliang Sect, and then threw two treasures outside the mountain gate. The female sect leader spoke, allowing Xu Xuan to take it from the ability. If he was not capable and had enough courage, he could let his master Bai Shang take the sword away.

After Xu Xuan returned to the top of the mountain, he went into seclusion to heal his wounds. It was rumored that the matter of entering the fifth realm of the body would have to be delayed for at least ten years. In this way, at least in the matter of realm, once Liu Jinglong broke through the realm, he could withstand Li Cai and Dong Zhu three times asked about swords. Xu Xuan was not only in realm cultivation, but also in the ten years of Liu Jinglong's ten years of Taihui Sword Sect. The young people in Beiju Luzhou, second only to Lin Su, would also exchange seat positions with Liu Jinglong.

Bai Shang, the largest sword immortal in the north, did not sit idly by, but did not rely on his identity as a sword immortal and went to Qingliang Sect to question He Xiaoliang for a slander. Bai Shang only said one sentence. He Bai Shang was in Beijuluzhou for one day, and He Xiaoliang could not enter the Ascension Realm.

Two sects that were supposed to be married have formed a mortal enemy.

Many fence-bearers, including Qionglin Sect, began to cut off contact with Qingliang Sect, and many trade exchanges were even more difficult.

Many mountains including Emperor Han of the Flower Essence Dynasty

The secular forces began to secretly repent, and many of the Taoist embryos who had originally planned to be sent to Qingliang Sect to practice would go home even if they had walked halfway.

Many immortal hills around Qingliang Sect also began to intentionally or unintentionally alienate the Qingliang Sect, which had not yet been stable, and strictly ordered the monks on its own hill to not have too much involvement with Qingliang Sect.

A direct disciple of the Heavenly Lord Xie Shi personally visited Qingliang Sect, but He Xiaoliang didn't know the general situation. The two sides who were originally close to each other broke out and broke up. After that, the Qingliang Sect became more and more alone, with no help from all directions. Allies are no longer allies, not allies, but also become potential hostile forces, causing small troubles. No one thinks that a new sect that completely angered the Great Sword Immortal Bai Shang can be in Beijuluzhou for a long time.

The Qingliang Sect was also in turmoil.

Half of the worshippers and the guest officials broke off their ties with the Qingliang Sect and sent a secret letter. The seats on the Zushi Hall were missing as many as five in one night.

He Xiaoliang is also a weird person. He did not break and smash the seats, but just moved them out of the Zushi Hall and placed them under the eaves outside the door.

Qingliang Sect, which has few disciples, looks increasingly deserted on a mountain.

Fortunately, during his travels to Beijuluzhou, He Xiaoliang received nine registered disciples, which were quite stable, and no one chose to defect to the Qingliang Sect. In the eyes of the outside world, it was because those guys didn't know the meaning of the name Bai Shang, and they didn't know the danger of making enemies on the mountain and tearing their faces apart.

These nine first-generation disciples of the Qingliang Sect after they started their sects were brought back to the mountain by He Xiaoliang one after another. They were mostly ordinary people who had never practiced before. The age difference was not huge. Now they are only thirty years old. The youngest ones are just five or six years old. He Xiaoliang is very strange to receive disciples. He also has qualifications and bones, but they are not the ones that they value the most. If you can embark on the path of cultivation, it depends more on her own eyes.

Today, He Xiaoliang left the small cave heaven where he practiced Taoism alone. Qingliang Sect occupied a Fengshui treasure land, but did not build a large amount of construction. It only opened a small piece of land on the hillside of the ancestral mountain, with thatched huts adjacent to each other, and all nine disciples lived here. Only the place used to preach, teach and solve doubts was quite like a rich mansion, similar to the ancestral hall of a wealthy family at the foot of the mountain, which could worship ancestors or invite the master to teach to the family disciples.

He Xiaoliang accepted disciples and only taught them a Taoist ritual that was not divided into high and low. In addition, he no longer cared about it. However, he invited an outsider to teach his disciples on a daily basis. This person was neither a worshiper nor a guest official, but he had been teaching for nine disciples of Qingliang Sect for several years. He did not stick to the mystery of Taoist classics, and he could teach them all. He Xiaoliang seemed to trust this "Mr. Li". He was not worried that his lecture here would mislead his children and delay his practice. He was not worried that Qingliang Sect, which threatened that she would no longer accept disciples within a hundred years, would become a four-dimensional immortal sect.

The nine disciples who are still registered for the time being have great respect for the young gentleman who only knows the surname Li.

He Xiaoliang came outside the lecture hall window.

Master Li was talking about the Confucian poetry and articles. He mentioned earlier that "the pond has spring grass" and what is the good thing about "the bright moon shining on the tall buildings". He sighed that these seemingly straightforward poems, the most obvious skill, will make later poets regret that they have been born thousands of years late. Then he talked about a wealthy family at the foot of the mountain or a school on the mountain. What is the temperament of the founder of the mountain, how will it affect the family style and family style. Finally, he told the nine people that if you become the founder of the mountain in the future, you should do it so that you can make fewer mistakes and more right.

When someone saw the master appear, he wanted to get up and salute. However, He Xiaoliang reached out and pressed him twice, indicating that the place where he taught the master the most.
To be continued...