Arrive at Tongyezhou for a mountain crossing, and then return all the way north across the sea to Aquarius Island. The old man will disembark at Laolongcheng, walk across half of the continent, and slowly return to Shushui Country.

Chen Pingan wanted to send Song Yushao to the gate of the city, but the old man waved his hand and said no, so Chen Pingan just sent Song Yushao to the street in front of the house.

Han Guanghu stopped and said: "The next time Grandmaster Chen comes to Mirage City, he will make up for the competition he owed today."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The juniors are good at asking for boxing under pressure."

Han Guanghu choked on his words for a moment, and the young man just didn't listen to what he said.

Still holding the knife under his arm, he winked and joked: "Chen Ping'an, I will go to Daquan with Mr. Han this time. I will definitely meet someone. Do you have anything you want me to help you with?"

Chen Ping'an put on a serious face and acted like an elder, "Your wine taste is a bit bad. From now on, remember to drink more and talk less at the wine table."

Jian Ming is exhausted.

Mr. Zeng smiled and reminded this apprentice, "The noble man is slow to speak, so remember it."

Song Yushao and his party walked slowly away on the snow-covered road.

Jian Ming suddenly turned around, walked backwards, looked at Mr. Zeng, who was wearing a green cotton robe, and shouted loudly: "Master, take care!"

Mr. Zeng smiled and nodded, "Each of you should take it seriously."

Cui Dongshan squatted on the steps and squeezed snowballs. Mr. Zeng stood side by side with Chen Ping'an and said, "Mr. Chen, when we first met in the past, we offended many people. I hope you will not remember the faults of others."

Previously, the woman in white appeared at the top of the city and called Chen Ping'an her master. She then reversed the flow of time at will. Afterwards, even the two ghost immortals Qin Buji and Pang Chao were not aware of it. Mr. Zeng traveled around the world for thousands of years.

He has seen a lot of strong winds and waves, but it was indeed the first time for Mr. Zeng to encounter this kind of handwriting, which was an eye-opener. As for people under the eaves, saying a few words with their heads lowered is not considered aggrieved.

Chen Ping'an cupped his hands and clasped his fists, "Mr. Zeng said something serious. If we meet by chance, we will never have any grudges. When we meet again, we can drink at the same table and chat and laugh. It is a good relationship. What's more, Jian Ming has a good nature. As Mr. Zeng himself said, you can tell autumn when a leaf falls."

Mr. Zeng smiled knowingly and returned the gesture with fists in his hands.

Chen Ping'an said: "Mr. Zeng, I'm sorry for sending you so far. I will go to Luopo Mountain as a guest when I have time in the future. I will stay in my hometown more in the future. Cui Dongshan is in charge of the Qingping Sword Sect, so I can rest assured.

Besides, he is the sect leader, and I don’t count as the hands-off shopkeeper.”

Mr. Zeng said with a smile: "There is no need to see each other off. Parading alone on a windy and snowy road has a unique charm."

Cui Dongshan held the snowball in both hands and said with resentment in his eyes: "Sir, why did you drop another heavy snow on the students' hearts and chill the hearts of all the soldiers?"

Mr. Zeng said with a smile: "It is not easy to hear a lot of articles on the road, but as long as a person is famous all over the world, he will often vilify his peers, with very few exceptions."

Chen Ping'an said: "Practice all good deeds without asking others to know. Don't do any evil without fearing others will know you."

Mr. Zeng nodded and said: "Mr. Chen is already on the path of spiritual practice."

Chen Ping'an turned his head, clasped his fists and smiled: "Then let's encourage Mr. Zeng together."

Mr. Zeng put his palm against the hilt of the scabbard, "Because of my status, I had to hide it, which made Mr. Chen laugh."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "There are more than just swordsmen in the world, but swordsmen must be people from the world."

Mr. Zeng said with a smile: "This is the number one toast."

After parting ways with the Mohist swordsman who had been a wood mover, Chen Ping'an was dragged to a room in the house by Cui Dongshan, saying that this money monkey was interesting and he must meet him.

There was a small brazier in the house, and the skinny man was rubbing his hands to keep warm. He was yawning and feeling a little sleepy. However, he felt that there were too many and strange things he encountered today and he was reluctant to go to bed early.

Qian Hou'er heard a loud knock on the door and quickly got up and ran to open the door. He found that besides the witty Master Cui Xian at the door, there was also the guest in green shirt who almost got into a fight.

While Qian Houer was thinking about what to say, the other party smiled sincerely and took the initiative to say, "Excuse me."

Qian Hou'er was a little stunned when he heard this. He looked nothing like Master Cui Xian.

Cui Dongshan coughed, Qian Hou'er came to his senses, quickly stepped aside to give way, bowed his head and said: "Please come in, please come in, don't bother me, why bother?"

The room is not big, but there are many chairs. They were all collected by Qian Hou who likes woodworking. They are old objects and the woodworking is excellent. Cui Dongshan holds a chair in one hand and hooks another one with his feet. The three of them sit around the brazier.

"Sir, although Qian Hou'er has never read a book, he is very easy to learn and is a typical self-taught person. He can also talk to me. He told me in this room not long ago that one day

If you don’t study, everything will be wasted.”

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "Very insightful."

Qian Hou'er was confused and timidly said: "I don't think I have said that."

Cui Dongshan said categorically: "You seem to have said that."

Qian Hou'er glanced at Cui Dongshan, who had a serious face, and said with a stern expression: "Mr. Cui said that I have said it, so let's consider it as I have."

Chen Ping'an couldn't help but laugh, it was quite suitable to go to Xiandu Mountain and he was good at cooking.

Cui Dongshan didn't want to see Qian Hou'er outside. With a wave of his hand, he grabbed the charcoal drawing booklet on the table and handed it to the gentleman. "I beg you, sir, to take a look at it and see if Qian Hou'er is a material that can be made."

Chen Ping'an looked at Qian Hou'er with a smile, and the man hurriedly said: "Look at it as you like, the ghostly drawings on the talisman will make you laugh, and I'm afraid it will stain the eyes of the immortal master."

Cui Dongshan glared and said: "If you haven't studied in school, you won't be able to talk in a literate manner. This will show off your skills and blindly show off your knowledge. This is called Taiwan's smile and generosity. It's Taiwan's smile and generosity."

Qian Houer was hesitant. He had seen this idiom in a book, and he had even made a special trip to ask Miss Xiaofang for advice.

Chen Pingan took the booklet and said, "Brother Qian, don't listen to Dongshan's nonsense."

After chatting for a while, Chen Ping'an learned that Qian Houer's real name was Qian Jun, that he also had a kiln in his hometown, and that he was half a colleague. This way, we had something to talk about.

Chen Ping'an knew Cui Dongshan's intentions, so he followed the trend and invited Qian Jun to go to Xiandu Mountain to have a look. If he felt that he had a similar atmosphere on the top of the mountain, he would simply settle down and get a mountain identity in Xiandu Mountain first.

If you want to move your home in the future, if you have a foundation, you won't have to worry about finding the temple even if you carry a pig's head. After all, you can only listen to half of the saying that a hero should not ask where he comes from.

Qian Houer still declined the other party's kindness. The Third Realm martial artist could not help but murmur in his heart. Master Cui Xian, who behaved strangely, and Mr. Chen, who spoke and behaved kindly, must have been short of people on the mountain top of their family to be like this.

...You are so hungry that you can even take a fancy to someone like yourself.

Seeing that the man in green shirt didn't get angry after being rejected, Qian Hou'er breathed a sigh of relief. After wandering around the world for so many years, his ability to learn martial arts and practice boxing was poor, but he thought he still had some skills in reading people's faces.

The reason why he is so ignorant of praise is not that the money monkey does not want to be rich and powerful. It is just that after suffering a lot, he has a long memory and understands the truth of the depth of the world. Even if there is a good thing that falls from the sky, it will definitely not fall to him.

In a small broken bowl. In the final analysis, Qian Jun is used to living a miserable life and no longer believes that he is lucky. If Qian Jun is Wang Manmeng, the god on the mountain, or Hong Chou, who is treated with courtesy everywhere.

The master figure, I guess he has just started bargaining with the other party. How much money will be given to him every year? Is there a prepared private house in the mountain?

Chen Pingan said goodbye and left the house with Cui Dongshan. After crossing the threshold, Cui Dongshan turned his head and gave a thumbs up to the skinny man next to him, "Qian Hou'er, there are only a handful of heroes who can make my husband take the initiative to invite people to the mountain."

There are only a handful of people who can refuse an invitation even if they are invited, they are amazing!"

After leaving the house, Chen Ping'an walked on the street. It was windy and snowy, and the night was dark. For no reason, he thought of a sentence that was exactly opposite to this scene.

The great kilns of heaven and earth cook with charcoal, and all things are melted, and man cannot escape it.

Liu Xianyang first heard this sentence from Yao Yao, the master of the kiln. Chen Pingan was "showing off" to Chen Pingan. Chen Pingan followed Yao Yao to search for porcelain clay. They went into the mountains and back and could not say more than three sentences.

Then when Chen Pingan was traveling to Luzhou in Beiju, he was accompanied by Sui Jingcheng, who was dragging an oil bottle. He also felt this... Tonight, Chen Pingan walked slowly in the snow and turned around to look.

Cui Dongshan turned around and asked doubtfully: "Sir, is there something strange?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "It's nothing."

With a slight shake of his wrist, Chen Ping'an slipped out a Caozi dagger from his sleeve, and the short knife "Muxia" whose roots have not yet been figured out. They were both trophies that Sui Jingcheng helped to find. Even Liu Jinglong saw two daggers.

Short daggers, one can't help but feel that he is lucky. Liu Jinglong recognized this Cao Zi dagger recorded in official history, and the other one was named "cutting deer" by Chen Ping'an. He always felt that it was better than the one engraved on the blade.

The old name "Muxia" is a bit better.

I have to admit that choosing a name requires talent.

Chen Pingan twisted his wrist and used a series of sharp swordsmanship, all of which bypassed the snowflakes.

Cui Dongshan couldn't bear to break his husband's peaceful mood, but he couldn't hold it in any longer, so he had to carefully ask: "Since the big fish has bitten the bait, when will you lift the rod?"

Chen Ping'an stopped the dagger, put it back into his sleeve, and said angrily: "Why are you pretending to be stupid when you ask questions when you know the truth?"

Whoever heard from Qiang Gen before had the same virtues as Liu Xianyang, no wonder they became brothers and were very warm.

Cui Dongshan said aggrievedly: "Sir's mind is like the sea, and the water is deep and silent. I was playing charades with Senior Song before. I didn't hear the exact answer from you with my own ears, so the student didn't dare to rest assured."

Chen Pingan said: "This plan was not discussed with you in advance. I need to apologize to you and promise not to do this again."

Cui Dongshan became more and more aggrieved, "The students are not guests. If the gentleman says such kind words again, the students will be really sad."

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Ping An chuckled.

Cui Dongshan immediately straightened his back and said loudly: "Students will not be wronged!"

Chen Pingan lowered his head and rubbed his hands, and breathed out a breath of mist.

Look up, a big monster with a throne can certainly be considered a big fish that has thrown itself into a trap.

If it weren't for what Senior Song said, as long as Yang Zhi dared to come to Tongye Continent, he wouldn't have left.

It's enough for me, plus Xiaomo, Cui Dongshan, and Mi Yu.

Outside the battlefield, luring him for profit, asking him to put him in a urn, and then setting up a net to surround and kill him. This move is of course against the moral principles of the world, so Chen Ping'an had the conversation with the senior Song Dynasty.

In terms of realm status, Yang Zhi, who was banned in the Laojunlu volcanoes by the Confucian Temple, and Liu Cha, who was imprisoned in a secret landscape in Gongde Forest, are roughly the same. They are both one of the Fourteen Old Throne Demons, but Liu Cha

The seat is higher. Of course, if Liu Cha had not been blocked by Chen Chun'an and returned to his hometown as a swordsman in the Fourteenth Realm, Liu Cha would now be the undisputed leader of swordsmanship in the wild world. And the reason why Yang Zhi is so "missed" by Chen Ping'an is,

Not only was the opponent killing all sides on the battlefield with ruthless methods, he crossed the Great Sword Qi Wall and reached Haoran Tianxia. Yang Zhi also contributed a lot, but what really made Chen Ping'an want to kill was Yang Zhi's experience at the Sword Qi Great Wall.

On the battlefield, he brutally killed a swordsman in full view of everyone.

Cui Dongshan felt a bit like breaking the pot. He seemed to have made up his mind and insisted on asking for the reason. He said: "If you stop temporarily and change your mind, wouldn't it be a waste of all your previous efforts? Mister, won't you be unhappy for a long time?"
To be continued...