Sword of Coming

The two of them walked to the second floor of the bamboo building and climbed up to look far.

Young Cui Ci and the two little guys stared at each other downstairs.

Li Xisheng asked: "Do you know the meaning of Fulu Street and Taoye Lane?"

Chen Pingan shook his head. He only knew that the people living there were rich, very rich, with bluestone roads, stone lions, and even the painted door gods seemed to be more impressive.

Li Xisheng raised the peach charm in his hand, "Fu Lu is the homophone of Fu Lu. Fu actually represents the character Fu. Taoye Lane is the peach of Tao Fu. If you reverse it, it is Peach Fu."

Chen Ping'an suddenly realized.

"This is a great opportunity for the town. Compared with the Five Elements items including the golden carp, this peach charm may be even better."

Li Xisheng explained, "At the end of the year, I had a strange dream. I vaguely remembered seeing many people and things, but when I woke up, I forgot them all. It seemed that I played a game of chess with someone, and then remembered the peach charms. The inside story is full of twists and turns, and it’s so mysterious that I really can’t explain it in detail.”

Li Xisheng pointed in the direction of the bamboo building, "I originally wanted to hang this peach charm on the door of the bamboo building, so that all evil can be avoided and all intrusions can be avoided. It may be a bit exaggerated to say this, but it can indeed make this building more beautiful. The very magical bamboo building becomes more and more indestructible, and hanging peach charms for a long time can give birth to all kinds of strange plant and plant spirits..."

Speaking of this, Li Xisheng smiled and joked: "Chen Ping'an, you really don't want it? There is no store like this after passing this village."

Chen Ping'an said without hesitation: "Since it's so good, Brother Li can keep it for himself. Aren't you going to travel far away? I just went outside. It's full of strange things and extremely dangerous. I definitely need a magic weapon with me."

Li Xisheng smiled and asked a question, "Do you think I lack a magic weapon?"

Chen Ping'an was stunned because he remembered the scene of Li Xisheng fighting swordsman Cao Jun in Mud Bottle Lane, but he had an idea and remembered a saying in the book and said: "The more, the merrier!"

Li Xisheng had no choice but to put away the peach charms and hang them around his waist again. He said regretfully: "It was originally hung on the door of the bamboo tower. It would match well."

Li Xisheng even turned his head and looked at the bamboo door behind him, "It looks really good hanging here."

It's actually a bit childish.

So Chen Pingan wanted to laugh but was embarrassed, so he had to hold it in.

In the past, because Li Xisheng was Li Baoping's brother, he was willing to get close to him from the beginning. After getting along several times, Chen Ping'an became more and more fond of this scholar. It was not because Li Xisheng was full of awe-inspiring energy, or because he was just starting out as a Qi practitioner. You can just fight Cao Jun directly, but the little things about this man's relationship with the world will make people feel comfortable.

Such as A Liang to the swordsman. Mr. Qi is to scholars.

Even though A Liang never mentioned the sword from beginning to end, and Mr. Qi never told Chen Pingan the truth in the book, Chen Pingan felt that they were the best swordsmen and the most knowledgeable scholars. .

Deep down in his heart, Chen Pingan hopes that he can become that kind of person, but Chen Pingan has never told anyone about these inner thoughts because he is afraid of being considered to be overestimating his abilities.

Li Xisheng suddenly made up his mind, "No, no, I really have a bad conscience. I can't just leave like this!"

Chen Pingan was about to speak.

Li Xisheng suddenly put his hand on Chen Pingan's shoulder and said with a serious expression: "Chen Pingan, let me just say one more thing. When getting along with others in the future, never ask everyone to follow your own code of conduct. For example, you may feel that you refuse to accept The peach charm thing is a matter of course. Because you are thinking about me, Li Xisheng, you have a clear conscience, right? Yes, that's right. But you have to know that in the world, the same rice can support all kinds of people. After you feel at ease, you must also Think one more step and try your best to make the people around you feel as at ease as you are."

Li Xisheng patted Chen Pingan on the shoulder, "Just think of me as forcing others to do something difficult, and you don't have to think too much. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't say this at all, but you, Chen Pingan, are different. I think you are very good, and you can do better." Okay. Sometimes, you even make people around you feel ashamed, you know?"

Chen Ping'an looked confused.

Am I that good?

Li Xisheng laughed heartily, walked to the railing, waved to Cui Ci, the bookboy downstairs, and said, "Bring your luggage up, I want to use it now."

"Okay, sir, please wait."

The young man with such a beautiful face quickly ran upstairs and skillfully took off the baggage on his back. Inside was a treasure box necessary for literati to travel, including a complete set of pens, inks, papers and inkstones. They were all old items, not rich in aura.

Li Xisheng took out a writing brush, which seemed to be specially used to write small regular script and small seal characters, which was a little delicate. The upper part of the pen barrel is engraved with the four characters "Wind and Snow Small Cone". The pen barrel is made of bamboo, but it has been passed down from generation to generation. After a long period of accumulation, it exudes a rounded luster of vermilion. What's even more strange is that the pen tip is hard, pale gold, and as straight as a pointed cone.

When Li Xisheng took the pen, Chen Ping'an took a closer look and discovered that there were four small characters on the lower half of the pen barrel that were difficult to detect.

"The writing is thoughtful."

Li Xisheng obviously also noticed that Chen Ping'an had seen those four words. He raised the brush slightly and explained with a smile: "Reading a hundred times will reveal its meaning. After reading thousands of volumes, writing is like a god. There is a similar saying when you practice boxing." , the magic is not working, the punch is not good. It sounds very empty, but in fact it is not empty at all. It is just a word of diligence, practice makes perfect, skill makes the mysterious, step by step, you will know it, know one method, one method can be used to master all methods. , all things are accomplished.”

At this moment, Cui Ci had a flash of inspiration, as if he had caught some clue, and he scratched his head and was impatient.

The girl in the pink skirt, who had read poetry and books since she was a child, was confused and felt like she was drunk from a jar of old wine.

Only the kid in green clothes was sitting on the railing, picking his nose, and didn't care. He only started to feel dazed after seeing the strange behavior of the two guys.

Chen Ping'an didn't have much emotion, he just kept these principles in his heart silently.

Li Xisheng breathed lightly at the tip of the pen. The golden hard hair seemed to become warmer at this moment. Although the edge was still sharp and the tip of the pen was like a knife cone, it had aura.

Li Xisheng smiled and said: "Teaching a man to fish is better than teaching him to fish. Since you won't accept the peach charm, then I have to come up with some special skills. I, Li Xisheng, am a student and have not yet graduated from university, but I think I am pretty good at it." Seal carving and drawing characters, today I will write characters and characters on these bamboo pieces of the bamboo building. Don’t worry, after writing, there will not be any visible words left, so it will not damage the overall beauty of the bamboo building. But one day in the future, there will be Some scenes may be revealed, so you don’t need to be surprised. Today I will mainly teach you how to draw talisman. When you feel that you have grasped the meaning, I will stop writing. You don’t have to worry. I will write slowly and you will write slowly. Experience.”

Chen Pingan said with a shy face, "I'm stupid, Brother Li, please be mentally prepared."

Li Xisheng moved slightly, facing the bamboo building as if facing a wall, holding his hand behind his back, and holding a pen in the other, looking for a place to write, and said with a smile: "If being kind to others is stupid, being diligent and persevering is stupid, then it means there is something wrong with our world. Chen Pingan, I hope you will continue to insist on this unwiseness."

Chen Ping'an scratched his head. He was used to being scolded by Old Man Yao since he was a child. He was used to seeing other people's wonderful lives. As a result, Li Xisheng praised him so much today, which really didn't suit him.

Li Xisheng thought for a while, then turned around and said: "When it comes to drawing talismans, Taoist talismans have always been respected. In fact, when we draw talismans, we don't have to be too rigid in Taoist factions. The most important principles in the world cannot escape the transformation of decay into magic, just like when you practice boxing. …”

Having said this, Li Xisheng smiled knowingly, "It's very beautiful."

There is a young man practicing boxing, looking at the mountains when there are mountains, and looking at the water when there are water.

Li Xisheng felt that there was no more poetic picture in the world than this.

Li Xisheng shook his head gently, held his breath and said solemnly: "To draw talismans, you need talisman paper. The talisman paper can be anything in the world, but for now you still need to follow the steps and draw the talisman on the paper honestly. I will give you a big pile later. Good-quality talisman paper, and an introductory talisman atlas. You don’t have to worry about the cost of buying talisman paper for the time being, but after you use it, you need to worry about the cost. There is no way around it. The difficulty of cultivation, among which The point is that it consumes too much money. Sword cultivators refine flying swords and talisman masters waste talisman paper, which is indispensable."

"A little bit of true energy is poured into the tip of the pen, and then it is completed in one go. Like a lotus root, the words can be broken, but the spirit cannot be broken. It must be echoed from a distance, just like the top of two mountains, shouting to each other, there will be an echo."

"Chen Ping'an, keep an eye on it."

Li Xisheng suddenly switched the "Fengxue Xiaocone" pen in his hand to the other hand. The free hand wiped it on his sleeve. After finishing, he changed it back and smiled at Chen Pingan: "This is I learn from you and have respect for certain things. In the past, I was not as good as you.

The first time we met at the door of Li's mansion on Fulu Street, before Chen Pingan took the book from Li Xisheng, he put down the clay pot and wiped his hands before taking the book.

How could Chen Ping'an have imagined that such an unintentional action would make Li Xisheng take it so seriously.

Li Xisheng finally started to draw the talisman. In fact, it was more like a scholar writing seriously.

The building looks out over the sea and the sun.

Li Xisheng's font is very fair and peaceful, but compared to Taoist Lu Chen's several prescriptions, they are "bland and tasteless". They are similar in appearance but not in spirit.

But Chen Pingan couldn't explain the reason, it was just an indescribable feeling.

Li Xisheng later wrote a line of poems that he considered "beautiful", the teachings of sages, the essence of Taoist classics and the tenets of hundreds of schools of thought.

Li Xisheng would stand on tiptoes and write at high places, bend down and write at low places, move again and again, and polish his pen again and again. When I was writing heartily, I would even ask the book boy Cui Ci to bring a bamboo chair from downstairs, stand on the chair and write happily, or simply sit on the ground and write wildly.

He wrote that he did not dare to speak loudly for fear of frightening the people in heaven. He wrote that it is easy to break a mountain, but it is difficult to break a heart.

He wrote that people have not yet awakened the Buddha, and Buddhas have awakened people. He wrote "The sound of mountains and rivers is green." He also wrote about the way of the Master, which is nothing more than loyalty and forgiveness.

Li Xisheng had been writing tirelessly and tirelessly before Chen Pingan said "I understand".

Each word will be written quickly. After writing, the golden light on the bamboo wall will disappear, but the meaning will last forever.

The boy in green had already jumped off the railing and whispered in the ear of the girl in pink skirt: "What are you writing about?"

The girl in pink skirt lowered her voice and said, "I can understand the words, but I can't understand the meaning...it's too big."

The kid in green clothes laughed and said, "You are stupid."

Cui Ci turned around, glared, and lectured: "Don't disturb my husband's writing!"

The boy in green curled his lips and said, "This is my home. If you keep chirping, I'll tell you to pack up and get out."

Cui Ci said angrily: "You have eyes that don't recognize gold and jade, and your hard work has been in vain."

The kid in green clothes folded his hands on his chest, leaned against the railing, and sneered, "You care about me? Only my master is qualified to teach me this."

Li Xisheng wrote and Chen Pingan read, turning a deaf ear to the trivial noise behind him.

It was already dark, and Li Xisheng was already standing at the end of the corridor. He stopped writing and asked with a smile: "How is it?"

Chen Pingan smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Li Xisheng said warmly: "It's okay, let's go downstairs."

So the group of people arrived on the first floor of the bamboo building. The girl in pink skirt and the young boy Cui Ci helped to hold candles and held them to illuminate the words.

Although the boy in green was chattering, he still looked at it very seriously and couldn't take his eyes away.

The Master said on the river, "The deceased is like a man who never gives up day and night."

That's the case today.

Cui Ci's hand holding the candle suddenly shook. It turned out that the candle burned out and burned his fingers.

The handsome young man put on a candle silently.

When Li Xisheng wrote the words "Burn the Talisman and Break the Seal", Chen Pingan suddenly blurted out: "That's wrong."

Li Xisheng stopped writing, turned to look at the young man, and laughed, "That's right!"

The scholar in Confucian shirt looked pale and tired, but he was full of energy.

Li Xisheng took a deep breath, stretched, and handed the brush in his hand to the boy, "Chen Ping'an, this little snow cone is given to you. I believe you will not insult it."

Only then did Chen Ping'an remember the crux of the problem, "I can't practice and become a qigong practitioner. Drawing a talisman requires the support of spiritual energy. How can I write a talisman?"

Li Xisheng smiled and revealed the secret, and slowly explained: "The talisman map I will give you later, there are many types of talismans, but none of them are of high quality, so many talismans do not have high requirements for spiritual energy, but the corresponding The Qi Mansion will have certain requirements. When you draw a talisman, it is equivalent to a martial arts practice that takes an eccentric approach. Warriors also have true qi. Because it is completely opposite to the luck of a qi practitioner, each talisman is a This short test is a hand-to-hand encounter on the battlefield. The brave will win when they meet on a narrow road. You must finish writing a talisman at the fastest speed and with the most stable energy. Otherwise, even if you are just a little short of it, you will still not be able to complete the talisman. As long as If you are willing to persevere, over time, drops of water will penetrate the stone. Drawing talisman is not just drawing talisman, it will help you temper your body and sharpen your soul."

After Chen Pingan took the brush, he nodded and said, "I understand!"

The night is dark.

Li Xisheng turned his head and looked outside the mountain, "After this goodbye..."

Li Xisheng didn't finish what he was thinking. He dispelled the melancholy in his heart and said with a smile: "I wanted to go outside for a visit, but it's just a little earlier. It's not bad."

After that, Li Xisheng did not choose to stay in Luolu Mountain, but took the young Cui Ci down the mountain at night.

The scholar did not even agree to send Chen Pingan to the foot of the mountain.

Chen Pingan stood outside the bamboo building, feeling lost.

The boy in green said with a smile: "Master, this guy is really good. He has high moral standards, good character, and loyalty. I like him! He is qualified to be my brother."

Chen Pingan said angrily: "If you are willing, others are willing?"

The kid in green clothes had a look of taking it for granted and said arrogantly: "Is there anyone in the world who doesn't want to be my brother? Is he stupid?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I don't know whether he is stupid or not, but I know whether you are stupid or not."

The boy in green laughed proudly, "Sir, of course I am extremely smart."

The girl in the pink skirt looked at her companion with some pity in her eyes. She used to think that he was ruthless and violent, but now she suddenly felt that he was actually quite stupid.

The kid in green clothes noticed her eyes keenly and shouted: "Silly girl, are you not convinced? Let's fight!"

The girl in pink skirt hides behind Chen Pingan.

She's not stupid.

In the dim moonlight, Li Xisheng led the boy slowly down the mountain. After walking out of Luopo Mountain, he washed his face in a stream to help clear his mind. After all, writing with concentration on every stroke was extremely labor-intensive.

Li Xisheng raised his head and saw an old man standing across the stream, smoking a cigarette.

Li Xisheng stood up and saluted: "Li Xisheng has met Mr. Yang."

The old man turned sideways calmly, avoiding the young scholar's salute.

When Li Xisheng straightened up, old man Yang from the medicine shop said, "I need your help in fortune-telling for Chen Ping'an, can you?"

Li Xisheng nodded without any hesitation: "Of course, no problem."

Old Man Yang hummed, "I will repay you later."

Li Xisheng didn't say anything about this and gave the answer directly, "The road goes straight, with mountains opening up and water crossing. It is advisable to travel far and fast, and the advantage is in the south."

Old Man Yang smiled and said, "I can trust you."

Although Li Xisheng had doubts, he did not ask.

Old Man Yang glanced at the peach charm on the young scholar's waist. His complex eyes disappeared in a flash, and the figure disappeared. It turned out that the old man was just a wisp of purple smoke.

The two continued on their way.

Cui Ci asked: "Sir, if you want to travel far away, can you take me with you?"

Li Xisheng smiled and said, "Okay."

The young man was shocked, "Huh?"

I originally thought that getting my husband to agree to this would be harder than climbing to the sky, but how could I have imagined that it would be easier than walking down the mountain?

Li Xisheng said softly: "Because someone wants you to follow me, and I don't think there is anything wrong with it."

The young man was silent for a long time, lowered his head, feeling a little disappointed, "Sir, I want to know where I come from."

Li Xisheng sighed, "That won't be easy. You might as well think about where to go first."

The young man suddenly became happy, "Where else can I go? I just follow my husband. I will go wherever your husband goes!"

Li Xisheng smiled and said nothing.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the spirit is refreshing. It is both a gentleman and a beauty.

The young man clearly sensed his husband's mood and became happy. On the way down the mountain, his steps were light and full of joy.

In just one night, Luolu Mountain was crushed and slowly collapsed by more than a foot.

Wei Bo has been on a nearby mountain, staring at Luopo Mountain as it descends little by little.

It turns out that the real words in the world are so heavy.

Wei Bo smiled and said: "Awesome, really awesome. Even I am a little curious, Li Xisheng, who are you? Does that Chen family regular tree really have nothing to do with you? Then who can you be?"

As day and night turned, Wei Bo couldn't help but look at the bamboo building again.

They complement each other, the sun and the moon shine together.

Outside the bamboo building, since they were not sleepy, the three of them sat side by side on bamboo chairs, waiting for dawn together.

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked the boy in green: "I can exchange an ordinary snake gallstone with you for ten thousand taels of silver. Is it expensive to sell it?"

The boy in green had a dull look on his face.

Chen Pingan said anxiously: "Too expensive?"

The boy in green jumped up and said, "Only ten thousand taels? Master, are you humiliating me?!"

Chen Pingan felt relieved, "Then eleven thousand taels?"

The boy in green said angrily: "Master, if you keep doing this, I will run away from home!"

Of course Chen Pingan would not take it seriously, and asked curiously: "What kind of money do the practitioners on the mountain use to do business?"

The boy in green chuckled, "Master, just wait, I'll show you the money that the gods on the mountain use. My family is rich!"

The boy in green waved his sleeves, and there was a lot of mystery in the square object he carried with him. It rained heavily, and the ground was covered with mountains of crystal jade, all carved into the shape of copper coins. There were roughly three types of different sizes. .

He squatted on the ground and began to explain to Chen Ping'an the origin of each type of jade and their respective value differences.

This is money used by gods!

The miser Chen Ping'an quickly left his chair and squatted next to Qian Shan, listening attentively to the boy in Tsing Yi's careful explanation.

Finally, Chen Ping'an suddenly said, "I want to give Baolu Mountain to Miss Ruan. Do you think it's appropriate?"

The girl in pink skirt blinked her eyes, at a loss.

The boy in Tsing Yi knelt on the ground with a plop, "Master, don't you feel bad? You must restrain yourself, restrain yourself! Please don't be impulsive. Miss Xiuxiu is the best girl in the world. I will never deny this. , but after all, she hasn’t been married into the family by the master yet!”

Chen Ping'an didn't care about the bastard words about whether to marry or not, he just shook his head and said: "I don't feel bad."

The kid in green clothes cried like a ghost and howled like a wolf: "But I feel bad!"