Two days before Qi Jingchun put down the chopsticks, there were some bad signs in the town. The water level of the iron lock well dropped sharply. The locust branches broke and fell from the trunk, and the branches and leaves were withered and yellow, which obviously did not conform to the rules of spring and autumn withering. There were also places where many clay-sculpted wood statues were lying everywhere outside the town. The explosions like firecrackers often came from the middle of the night. The buzzers ran to see it. It was close to the small town. Most of the clay-bodhisattva tree immortals that must have survived last winter had disappeared.

The ox carriages that drove from Fulu Street and Taoye Lane were never broken. On the street paved with large bluestone slabs, you could even hear the sound of ox hooves that disturbed people's dreams in the middle of the night.

Those beautiful clothes and rich people also began to walk out in a hurry. Most of them looked unhappy, and they were often pointed at the direction of the town and school, which was quite angry.

Zheng Dafeng, a bachelor from the east gate of the town, disappeared, and the Kiln Supervisor's Office had no intention of finding someone to replace him. So the town was like a person without two front teeth, and he could easily leak the air when speaking.

Liu Baqiao and Chen Songfeng returned along the original road. When they could see the outline of the bridge, it was already dusk. Liu Baqiao walked along a path to the riverside, squatted down and snatched a handful of water to wash his face. Maybe he didn't feel so happy enough, so he simply raised his butt and lay on the ground, sinking his entire head into the stream. Finally, he suddenly looked up and shouted happily. He turned to look at Chen Songfeng who was sweating profusely. Liu Baqiao joked: "A weak scholar, he has no power to tie a chicken."

Chen Songfeng just scooped water and drank a sip of the stream, and his voice was hoarse: "The reason why I worked hard to become a Qi training man was just to strengthen my body, live a few more years, and read a few more books. How can I compare to you sword cultivators? Besides, in this Lizhu Xiao Cave Heaven, Qi training man outside of sword cultivators are at the most disadvantage. If you are not careful and use Qi training mantras, you will lose your Taoist practice. The higher the realm, the more you lose. I never thought that my low cultivation level would become a good thing."

Liu Baqiao patted his shoulder, "It's better to change the door and join our Fenglei Garden to practice swords. I will protect you from now on. Want to become a sword cultivator, wield the sword in the wind, and the sky is thousands of feet high, and the wind is flying at lightning, especially during thunderstorms, stepping on the sword and passing through it..."

Chen Songfeng suddenly smiled and said, "I heard that the sword cultivator who was struck by lightning the most frequently, is named..."

Liu Baqiao stretched out a palm and said, "Stop!"

Sword cultivators are also one of the Qi training men, but their bodies are closer to the pure martial artists on the other road than ordinary Qi training men. Simply put, they are both muscles, flesh and energy and spirit. Sword cultivators pursue both. Other Qi training men, as long as they don’t hold back their legs, they don’t deliberately temper them. Of course, while nourishing qi and refining qi, the perfection of the physical body is actually like a spring breeze and rain, and they are always grinding. However, compared with sword cultivators, the physical training is far inferior to the strength and number of times, and it is even more impossible to be as dedicated and tireless as a martial artist.

For the world's Qi practitioners, there is a consensus that the body and skin are ultimately decaying things, as long as they are enough. It is best to be able to cultivate to become an invincible body of Vajra and an invincible glass body by chance. It is okay if you can't. Don't get stuck in the brink of things and mislead the fundamentals of the way.

Liu Baqiao asked casually: "Which distant relative is your distant relative? "

Chen Songfeng said helplessly: "How do I know such a confidential matter?"

Liu Baqiao remembered the conflict that broke out in the main hall of the yamen that day and sighed: "Song Changjing is really too strong. The most terrifying King of the Great Lifan is still so young. The average eighth and ninth level warriors are not fifty years old. Jiazi's age is not even a hundred years old. But if I remember correctly, Song Changjing is only nearly forty years old. No wonder he was laughed at by that person, 'I need to suppress my temper'."

Chen Songfeng whispered softly: "Born from the times, I am unique."

For monks in the upper five realms, it is difficult to find the dragon's head but not the tail. However, the eighth and ninth realms among the martial artists are often known to everyone in the world, and they are not far from the secular dynasties. What's more, the ascension of martial arts depends on one battle of life and death after seeing life and death on the front line of life and death, and only then can we break through life and death and obtain a transcendent state of mind similar to the Buddhist "freedom" and Taoist "purity".

In addition to the exchange between the two great masters, the eighth and ninth level warriors like to bully the top Qi training men in the middle of the fifth level, especially the strongest Qi training men in the ninth level like Song Changjing, can almost be said to be invincible under the upper five level. Only the sword cultivators among Qi training men can fight, but they can only strive to make themselves lose less and win a saying that even though they lose, they are still honorable.

However, there is an obscure reason why the martial arts powerhouses in the ninth level are unscrupulous, that is, the last floor of the middle fifth level, and the great monks on the tenth level are no longer interested in secular disputes, and even the survival of the family and the rise and fall of the dynasty are not allowed to care about the word "big way".

Liu Baqiao was still immersed in his thoughts, "Song Changjing asked me to leave the town and take away the talisman sword with his own ability. Should I say hello to Fenglei Garden and let them hold a celebration banquet early?"

Chen Songfeng was amused and crying. Looking at the gurgling water that was deeper than his knees, thinking of Song Changjing and the romantic young man around the vassal king, Chen Songfeng vaguely felt a sign of the condensation of the general trend. He decided that after returning to the Chen family's ancestral home in Longwei County, he had to persuade the family to bet on the Dali Dynasty. Even if he could not make any gambles, he would let the Chen family integrate into the Dali Temple as soon as possible.

Chen Songfeng murmured: "It's time for the atmosphere of Dali to come. The world and the world are in the same force. Therefore, I, Chen, want to support the dragon, and we should not compete with others to attach the dragon."

Liu Baqiao asked, "What are you muttering?"

Chen Songfeng stood up, shook his hand, and smiled and said, "You seem to be very close to the boy from Nibo Lane."

Liu Baqiao stood up and said carelessly: "I meet by chance, and I can't get together. God knows if I can see you again in the future."

The two walked ashore on the spring grass by the stream together. Chen Songfeng asked, "I heard that the blessed land under the jurisdiction of Nanjian Kingdom will be opened to the public this winter and dozens of people are allowed to enter. Aren't you still unable to break the bottleneck at the moment? Do you want to go down and try your luck?"

Liu Baqiao sneered: "I will never go, and I will be so embarrassed to be arrogant in the ants pile."

Chen Songfeng shook his head and said, "Mr. Liu, my family, once said that the state of mind is like a mirror, and the brighter the more you brush, so it is of course very beneficial to be able to sit and forget on the Taoist Lotus Platform, but occasionally trekking in a small mud pond may not be of no benefit. Go to the blessed land to be a banished immortal who abandons his predecessor and forgets his previous life. Whether it is enjoying happiness or suffering, it is more or less..."

Before Chen Songfeng finished speaking, Liu Baqiao shouted: "I am a person who is too determined to win or lose. Once I go to a blessed land with thin spiritual energy, if I cannot break the taboos and return to my hometown with my own ability, then I will definitely leave a knot in my heart, which will not be worth the loss and the harm will outweigh the benefits. Besides, if I accidentally bully the 'locals' in the blessed land, it will be another heart disease. After I return to my soul, even if it costs a huge price, I will definitely come to the world with the 'real person' to be happy. But this is not something that goes against my original intention?"

Liu Baqiao hugged the back of his head with his hands and said disdainfully: "To put it bluntly, no one knows the three blessed lands in Dongbao Pingzhou, now have changed a lot. They have become the place where the rich families of secular dynasties spend money to have fun. No wonder they are said to be the place where brothels are trampled under the rule of the immortals, and are in a mess."

Chen Songfeng smiled and said, "It is not possible to generalize. We are not just outsiders, but only those local people, and there are many amazing people."

Liu Baqiao rolled his eyes and said, "How many people can stand out every year with such a large population? None of them must have. How many of these successful people come to us in the past century will eventually be remembered by us? Only a handful of them can we remember the names? So I don't understand why these blessed places are so respected. Some people threaten that as long as you have part of the jurisdiction of a blessed land, the benefits are no less than having a monk in the upper fifth realm. You're crazy."

Chen Songfeng smiled and said, "The benefits of the blessed land are long and the water can flow. Occasionally, one or two surprises can pop up. The most important thing is all the benefits. It is to enjoy the fruits of the people. Who is not willing to get a piece of the pie?"

Those who walk out of the cave world will have a good life. Those who rise from the blessed land will have a hard life.

Liu Baqiao asked, "You don't seem to like that boy named Chen?"

Chen Songfeng thought for a while and chose to reveal his heart, "If it is for personal reasons, I have no objection to the young man. But if we talk about the matter, his existence actually makes our entire family very embarrassed. The children of Chen from Lizhu Xiaodongtian are originally a joke in Benzhou. In the small town, there is only one surname left, and the rest have become slaves from other families, becoming jokes. In the eyes of Chen's family in Longwei County, we are the same as the Chen family in the town, although they have the same ancestors, but they have been many years.

The old Huangsheng period in the past is not a matter of friendship, but how could all the opponents of Chen from Longwei County look at it like this? In this case, it would be fine if the young man in Niping Lane simply became a servant of a wealthy family. After a laugh at the time, it would be difficult for many years to continue to become a topic of conversation. However, the young man's gritting teeth and persistence and lonely existence seemed particularly eye-catching. Many people outside were even betting that when will this small town, this house, this Chen family will no longer be the 'only'?"

Liu Baqiao frowned and said, "This is not the boy's fault."

Chen Songfeng smiled and said, "Of course, what's wrong with a boy? But there are some things in the world that are difficult to explain clearly."

Liu Baqiao shook his head and said, "It's not that the reason is difficult to explain clearly. In fact, it's because you didn't make sense. It was just because that young man was too weak that you could be justified. In addition, the Chen family in Longwei County was much bigger than the young man, but compared to those who were watching jokes around him, it was very ordinary, so the situation became more and more awkward. In the end, he was unwilling to admit that he was incompetent, so he had to in turn hint himself, thinking that the young man was the culprit. I believe that if it weren't for this Lizhu Cave Heaven, the young man who embarrassed the Chen family in Longwei County had long been secretly found an excuse to make or a guy from a vassal family, and he would have killed him to take credit."

Chen Songfeng's face turned red, and he felt a little angry for a moment.

Liu Baqiao hugged the back of his head and raised his head to look at the sky, still having a leisurely and lazy look, "I know you, Chen Songfeng, are not such people, but unfortunately, there are few people like you, and there are many people who are not like you."

"Just say that the mountain-moving ape on the Zhengyang Mountain cannot get the sword scripture. I was afraid that I would get it from Fenglei Garden, so I would punch the young man surnamed Liu to death. Do you think this is reasonable? I think this is unreasonable. But is it useful? It's useless. I don't even dare to provoke the old ape in front."

Liu Baqiao sighed, let go of one hand, patted his stomach, and said self-deprecatingly: "Where I am a clumsy mouth, my fists are not hard enough, and my sword is not fast enough. Otherwise, I have accumulated a lot of truths in my stomach, and I want to talk about this world well."

Chen Songfeng let out a breath, "So do you think that boy is good?"

Liu Baqiao turned his head and looked at the mountains to the west where the sun was falling, "I think it's good? How could it be?"

Chen Songfeng was a little confused.

Liu Baqiao smiled and said, "As soon as I saw that boy, I felt ashamed."

Chen Songfeng felt it was incredible and shook his head and smiled, "Why is this?"

Liu Baqiao swallowed some of the words he had made to avoid being hurt. Although Chen Songfeng is not that good at appetite and temper, he is much better than ordinary scholars, so he should be content.

The talkative Liu Baqiao remained silent all the way.

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The night was deep, Chen Ping'an made three torches and the three of them carried the fire.

Finally, when he arrived at the foot of a mountain, Chen Ping'an wiped the sweat on his forehead and said to Ning Yao: "Miss Ning, tell her that this is a mountain that was banned by the imperial court. Is she having any taboos?"

Ning Yao told Chen to the queen, who shook his head.

Chen looked up and she was extremely sure that the ancestral tomb of Chen's family in Yingyin must be here.

When a wanderer returns home, his heart is in a state of emotion.

Chen slowly closed her eyes. After a moment, she squatted down and wrote a long string of characters on the ground with her fingers. After writing, her lips moved slightly. Finally, she slowly smoothed all the traces with her palms, stood up, and walked around the place where the runes were destroyed, and took the lead in climbing the mountain without even giving Chen Ping'an the direction.

The three of them came to a place halfway up the mountain. Chen Ping'an pointed not far away. A tree grew on a small earthen bun. The main trunk was strange and extremely straight, and it was even more straight than the green bamboo. Chen Ping'an felt relieved and nodded, "It's this."

Chen said in a deep voice: "You go to the foot of the mountain to wait for me."

Ning Yao pulled Chen Ping'an's sleeve and signaled to go down the mountain together.

Chen put down the book box one by one, carefully taking out the carefully prepared offerings to worship God and offer sacrifices to ancestors.

Chen was stunned for a moment and was stunned for a moment. He looked at the little tree in a daze, burst into tears, and cried with joy, murmured: "It's true, it's true."

In the end, the woman was extremely devoutly praying to the small earth bun and bowed three times and nine times.

Afterwards, Chen refused to rise up and said tremblingly: "My Yingyin Chen family, thank you for your protection!"

At the foot of the mountain, Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao sat on the side of the back basket, sitting with their backs facing each other. Ning Yao asked, "I had a long journey before, why did you deliberately take a long way?"

Chen Ping'an was stunned and said in shock: "Miss Ning, do you even see it?"

Ning Yao shook hands and pushed the scabbard back, and the top of the scabbard hit the boy's waist, "Remove the word 'lian'!"

The young man with straw sandals grinned, rubbed his waist gently, and lowered his voice: "Didn't I tell you that there is a big mountain cliff, all of which are black stones that you call the Dragon Slaying Platform. I'm afraid I'll show it to her, and then she'll also know the goods. What if she gets evil at that time? You should not have the intention to harm others, and you must be careful of others. I still understand this principle."

Ning Yao smiled and said, "Subsist, aren't you worried that she would want to move it away, leaving you empty-handed."

Chen Ping'an laughed foolishly and said, "Miss Ning, you are so honest, you must not have many friends, right?"

Ouch.

Suddenly, Chen Ping'an was in pain again and quickly freed up his hand to rub the other side of his waist.

Chen Ping'an suddenly touched Ning Yao's back with his elbow and asked, "Do you eat wild fruits? I picked three of them on the way here, and I hid them in my sleeve bag. She probably didn't see them."

Ning Yao said angrily: "Can the mountain fruits at this season be delicious?"

Chen Ping'an turned around, handed over two red wild fruits the size of peaches, and smiled and said, "Miss Ning, you just don't know. This kind of fruit can only be eaten in spring. It will be strong in late winter and ripe in early spring. Now it will be ripe. It will be ripe in one bite. Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

Ning Yao took the two fruits and made up his mind that if they were unpalatable, he would definitely return the remaining one. "Is it still eating and eating, are you a wild boar in the mountains?"

Chen Ping'an bit the wild fruit and smiled and said, "When I was young, my family was poor, so I didn't eat whatever I caught. Don't say that, once, I really ate my stomach because of eating randomly. It hurt so much that I rolled all over the alley. That was the first time I heard my heartbeat, like thunder and drums."

It’s a pity that Ning Yao was busy eating fruits, but he didn’t hear what the boy said in the end. When he bit it, he felt that the fruit was extremely sweet and beautiful. After the flesh was eaten, he was warm and his body was like a house with a ground dragon. The wild fruit was bags of charcoal fire. Ning Yao closed his eyes and felt the internal organs. Although his body was comfortable, the rest were nothing different. This means that this wild fruit could be generally ranked on the mountain under the feet of the gods, but only this was limited to this. It could definitely be sold at a high price in secular dynasties, but it would not make the monks jealous.

For ordinary people at the foot of the mountain, it is undoubtedly the supreme treasure for prolonging life.

If he had known this, Ning Yao would have simply stopped accepting the fruit.

Ning Yao felt a little regretful, wiped his mouth, turned around and handed over the remaining wild fruit, "It's not delicious, I'll give it to you."

Chen Ping'an took it back in disappointment, feeling a little disappointed. He thought Miss Ning would think it was good.

Ning Yao gently kicked the backpack with both hands and asked casually: "Do you keep it for the woman named Chen Wei?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "What are you doing for her? It's not a relative or a good friend, of course I'll leave it to Liu Xianyang."

Ning Yao suddenly said curiously: "If Ruan Xiu is here, would you not give Chen the right way, and Ruan Xiu?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Of course."

Ning Yao asked again, "Then if you only have two wild fruits on your hand, should you give them to me or Ruan Xiu?"

Chen Ping'an said without hesitation: "One is given to you, one is given to Ruan Xiu. I'll see you can eat it."
To be continued...