Sword of Coming

Sun Jiashu was supposed to have a banquet for a certain big shot from the Southeast Continent that night, but the young head of the family made an impromptu decision and asked the Sun Mansion in the inner city to cancel the reception banquet. Although it was so inappropriate, the steward there proposed it for the first time. He objected, but Sun Jiashu didn't have any explanation. He cut off the connection between the old house and the Sun Mansion in the study, and then went to the small ancestral hall behind.

The steward over there was a little helpless. The ancestor of the Sun family's Yuan Ying didn't want to embarrass the Sun Mansion. The old man, who had not appeared in the Sun Mansion for a hundred years, personally gave the steward instructions, and then everyone in the Sun Mansion took a pill. Reassurance.

After taking a bath and changing clothes, Sun Jiashu stood alone in the ancestral hall. After offering incense, he seemed to be facing the wall and thinking about his past, silent.

In addition to the memorial tablets in the ancestral hall, there are also portraits of the deceased heads of the Sun family hanging on the wall. Most of them are in inconspicuous attire like Sun Jiashu today. The position of the head of the Sun family in this generation belongs to the inheritance passed down from generation to generation. Grandpa Sun Jiashu After resigning as the head of the family, he went to travel to the Middle-earth Divine Continent. At that time, Sun Jiashu inherited such a large family fortune at a young age. Sun Jiashu has been aware of the joys and sorrows in these years.

Sun Jiashu looked at the hanging statues. Some people turned the tide when the family was in crisis, some opened up new trade routes, some made close friends with monks in the upper five realms for the family, and some did nothing in their lives, causing the Sun family to suffer heavy losses in the old dragon city. Without a start, some people made poor decisions, causing the Sun family to continuously give up their territory in the outer city, and the ancestral family property was continuously encroached and divided. Some people went astray and devoted themselves to cultivating Taoism, and the family power fell into the hands of relatives...

Sun Jiashu wants to know how he will be viewed by future generations when he is hung on the wall in the future. Is he the ancestor of ZTE who worked hard, or is he the culprit who laid the foundation for the family's troubles, or is he a fool who missed a golden opportunity?

As the night fell, the Yuanying Ancestor slowly walked into the ancestral hall. After a long silence, he finally spoke to comfort him: "It's only three things. Are you willing to choose to believe that young man? It's already very difficult to bet on the fourth time. You lose on the fifth." This time, there is no need to be so upset. The golden elixir priest who is expected to become the Nascent Soul is actually willing to accompany you in these four bets. He originally preferred to stay in the Sun family's ancestral home instead of being attracted by Fu Donghai."

Sun Jiashu did not turn around, still looking up at a portrait, nodding and saying: "I have figured this out, and I don't have too many worries. When it comes to betting, things have not gotten better, nor have they changed. Even worse, I can accept the result. To say the least, my Sun family will not be missing a person in the Nascent Soul realm in the future, and they will live or die."

The ancestor of the Sun family hesitated to speak. It involved Sun Jiashu's fundamentals, and even he couldn't ask casually. This is like the three enshrinements in the Sun family's ancestral home. No matter how good their personal relationship with Sun Jiashu is, no matter how curious they are about the young man's realm and cultivation, they will never take the initiative to ask, but just make guesses for fun.

Sun Jiashu spread out a palm and said, "When I got along with Chen Pingan, we were just doing business from beginning to end. It's not that I don't regard Liu Baqiao as a friend, but Chen Pingan is so strange that I can't help but There's nothing you can do about taking a big shot at him. I, Sun Jiashu, am a businessman and the head of the Sun family. It turns out that knowing too much is not good."

Sun Jiashu turned his head and raised his palm, "It wasn't until Chen Ping'an repulsed the morning glow golden dragon for the second time, and until the Fu family stood still, that all my plans failed and I suffered the consequences, then I realized that I was wrong to take advantage of it this time. It was so outrageous that I watched myself lose... an old dragon city."

Even the Nascent Soul Ancestor, who is known as the Earth Immortal in the world, couldn't see anything strange in the young man's palm.

But the old man was extremely sure that what Sun Jiashu saw was the final truth.

Sun Jiashu's face was full of sadness, "If I just lose Chen Ping'an, a friend who is not a friend in the first place, and lose an old Dragon City, I, Sun Jiashu, will lose my teeth and swallow blood, but I can still bear it! The money is gone, and I can earn more. My ability to make money, I, Sun Jiashu, will never be worse than anyone else!"

The old man could only say nothing and wait for the next sentence.

Sun Jiashu put away his palms, clenched his fists, and said in a trembling voice: "But after all these twists and turns, I found that my way of making money has always been upright and upright. It is the unquestionable way of doing business, and it is the most consistent with the upright and long-standing ancestral teachings. , but Chen Pingan, who had only known each other for less than a month, confirmed that it was a side street. The ancestor of the merchant had long left his last words for future generations. Side wealth is like running water, it comes and goes quickly, and it is not advisable to prosper and die suddenly. .”

Sun Jiashu turned his head to prevent his ancestor from seeing his face.

He lowered his head slightly, as if he didn't want the family ancestors to see his expression.

The Nascent Soul Realm old man slowly walked to Sun Jiashu, "Now that the matter has come to this, are you just so disheartened and haven't done anything?"

Sun Jiashu put his hands to his mouth and breathed softly, "The Fu family is inexplicably silent. There are no human beings inside and outside, only me, Sun Jiashu. The key is that I am not sure yet. What kind of person does Chen Pingan think I am? What kind of person does he really think I am?" What kind of person he is, that’s the crux of the matter.”

The old man frowned and said, "It's hard to say how Chen Ping'an treats you. But you haven't fully understood his temperament yet?"

Sun Jiashu said helplessly: "I thought I had seen through it before, so even if he knew the truth afterwards, Chen Ping'an would not be missing out on what the Sun family should have. At worst, we would be strangers to each other forever. But now, it's hard to say. I'm not sure if Chen Ping'an is completely consistent with others and himself."

The old man patted Sun Jiashu on the shoulder and said, "Jiashu, you are very smart and talented. There is no problem in being the head of the Sun family. Even if such a trick is revealed now, I still think so. Then I will not treat you as the head of the Sun family today." As an ancestor, you don't point fingers at the head of the Sun family. You just say one more thing to the younger generation as an elder. Putting aside all kinds of calculations, family honor and disgrace, and the general situation of Aquarius Continent, you are still Sun Jiashu and Liu Baqiao's best friend. Chen Ping'an is another friend introduced to you by Liu Baqiao, you might as well get along with him as a simple friend and don't think about your family for the time being."

Sun Jiashu turned his head and asked doubtfully: "Is it possible?"

The old man smiled and said: "You might as well give it a try. Things can't get any worse anyway. And some things can't be avoided if you want to. In life, don't be afraid when you encounter a hurdle, just work hard to get over it. If you can't get through it, Liang said, you tried it after all. As you said, the Sun family can still handle it."

Sun Jiashu was still a little hesitant and suspicious, "Then let me give it a try?"

The old man turned his head and looked at the sky outside the ancestral hall, "Go. Don't forget, today is the day when the mountain turtle sets sail."

Sun Jiashu took a deep breath, turned around and left the ancestral hall. Although he was determined, the young man's pace was not easy.

"This kid Jiashu really lost badly this time, and he was afraid of losing. He lost three times in a row, lost Xiaoshu money, and missed a century-old tribute to a promising Nascent Soul. He lost to the Fu family who was as immovable as a mountain, and finally lost to Dao. My heart, my original heart, began to waver, which is the most fatal thing. If I were in his position, I would probably be even worse than him. My mood has already been shattered, and I don’t even have a chance to recover."

The old man stopped staring at Sun Jiashu's back, looked at the hanging statues again, and smiled, "It's a good thing to have such a disaster. It's better than causing a big disaster in the future and having to make up for it again. It's too smooth, and I'm always conceited about my intelligence. After all, wisdom is not a long-term solution. Do you think so?"

The portraits hanging on the walls made a rattling noise, seeming to echo.

In Fu City, Song Jixin was always followed by the deputy head of Linlu Academy.

The deal between Laolongcheng and Dali had been finalized long before Fu Nanhua entered the Lizhu Cave. Song Jixin's trip was just a symbolic appearance as the Dali prince Song Mu. All of this is not only the planning of Cui Han, the Great Li State Master, but also the will of His Majesty the Emperor. This time Song Jixin went south from the Longquan County ferry to Laolongcheng. His Majesty the Emperor, who was recuperating in the capital city of Dali, did not make any demands on Song Jixin. So when Song Jixin was on the ferry, he had some misunderstandings and was naive. Kei is the real backbone of this trip.

Longquan County, Old Longcheng.

Zhigui, Wang Zhuweizhu.

Song Jixin knew that these clues he knew, and the thousands of miles of hidden clues that had not yet come to light, had been woven into a big web, which would eventually form a situation of going south and going north. In addition, the Gao family of the Sui Dynasty was willing to make a big step back, and the Song family of Dali Forming an alliance, Xie Shi, the Heavenly Lord of Luzhou in the central part of Aquarius Continent, cut off Guanhu Academy's tight control over the northern area. Although the academy's first attack was thunderous, it strangled the Caiyi Kingdom and the Shushui Kingdom in the central part. Several countries were about to start a war, but Song Jixin vaguely saw a path for the Great Li cavalry to advance. It was as powerful as a broken bamboo, driving southward, riding its horse and whip on the coast of the South China Sea...

Song Jixin kept silent about this, just saw it in his eyes and kept it in his heart.

Just how favorable the situation in Aquarius Island is to the Song family of Dali does not mean that it is favorable to Song Ji's salary. Not to mention that he has no connection with the important ministers of the temple and the heroes of the Zhuguo. There is also a younger brother in the Changchun Palace, and a man who is devoted to his youngest son. His empress, when he went to the Changchun Palace, they had been separated from each other for many years. After the son recognized his ancestor and returned to the clan, he should take the initiative to greet his mother. However, no matter how sad the empress appeared in the Changchun Palace, Song Jixin felt in his heart Deep down, I found it difficult to empathize, as if I was watching a stranger burst into heartache, and he had no compassion. Song Jixin was like a wooden person without emotions and desires, except for squeezing out a few tears, There were no more words to the powerful lady who had been relegated to the cold palace. She just asked and Song Jixin answered. It didn't feel like a reunion of mother and son, but rather like a mechanical duel between the king and his ministers.

In addition, one of the younger brothers, Song He, was crying next to them, so the meeting between mother and son must have been awkward.

Song Jixin was walking alone in the courtyard corridor of Fu's house. He said he wanted to take a walk by himself, so the deputy principal of Linlu Academy stopped following him. Song Jixin met many handsome men and maids along the way. No one knew his identity, but the pair of Laolong Fanyunpei and Laolong Buyupei around Song Jixin's waist were enough to keep him in the Fu family. Unobstructed.

Today Zhigui went to play somewhere again. Sword Immortal Xu Ruo is also missing. It is said that this person is a famous Mohist hero in the Middle-earth Divine Continent. Song Jixin has always wanted to make friends with Xu Ruo, but he always feels that Xu Ruo, who is pleasant to everyone, is actually the most popular. It's hard to talk, and it's hard for both parties to have a heart-to-heart relationship. Maybe it will be better when you get to that position one day? Song Jixin endured it to avoid backfire.

Along the way, Song Jixin admired the landscape gardens and pavilions carefully built by the Fu family. After seeing too much, he became a little bored. In the past, he wandered around the streets and alleys of the town. Regardless of whether he had his maid Zhigui with him or not, he never found the scenery so unattractive. Song Jixin thought of Zhigui, and the gloom in his heart became more and more intense.

He was afraid that one day, she would no longer be his maid, and when he looked back, her slender figure would no longer be there.

Just like now, Song Jixin turned his head. In the empty corridor, there were only ignorant caged parrots speaking human language, still struggling to speak the obscure old Longcheng dialect. Song Jixin turned around and walked to the birdcage, using He tapped his fingers on the bamboo birdcage, "Shut up!"

The parrot imitated the words very quickly and accurately, and replied to Song Jixin with the elegant words of Aquarius Island, "Shut up!"

Song Jixin raised his eyebrows and said, "Song Mu is the uncle."

The colorful parrot turned around silently, pointed its butt at Song Jixin, and then said, "Your uncle!"

Song Jixin smiled instead of being angry. His mood improved and he left with a smile.

The Fu family has a Dragon Climbing Platform, which is a forbidden area in Old Dragon City. It is not in Fu City, but on the seaside cliff at the easternmost edge of Old Dragon City. The Dragon Climbing Platform is dozens of feet high and is the tallest building in Old Dragon City. But there is nothing there. There has always been a Jindan realm Qi practitioner who has been practicing here to prevent outsiders from intruding.

Today, Fu Qi personally led a guest to the stage to view the scenery. In addition, he was accompanied only by his legitimate son, Fu Nanhua, and no one else.

And the strangest thing was that Fu Qi stopped at the foot of the dragon platform, leaving only the guest to climb the platform alone.

After the golden elixir realm Qi practitioner greeted Fu Qi respectfully, he glanced at Fu Nanhua one more time, then returned to the hut and continued to feel the tides of the sea to strengthen his soul.

Fu Qi said softly: "Nan Hua, you didn't choose to take action against Chen Ping'an before. Do you think that someone as smart as Sun Jiashu will only make smarter moves than you?"

Fu Nanhua answered honestly: "In addition, I have always asked myself, if I were to deal with this matter as the lord of Old Dragon City, what should I do. Should it be for public use for private use, or..."

Fu Nanhua looked embarrassed and said no more.

Fu Qi praised: "It seems that you really listened to what I said to you that day. The descendants of the Fu family cannot wait until the day they become the city lord before they start acting as the city lord. With this kind of vision, If not, even the strongest member of the family only knows how to fight and kill for his own selfish desires. Once he meets a real immortal of the Upper Five Realms, not to mention the Fu family, the entire Old Dragon City will not be able to count. What is it?"

Fu Nanhua was cruel and gritted his teeth and said: "Father, but my current status is low, how can I legitimately inherit the city lord in the future?"

Fu Qi laughed dumbly, "How about it? Spend money on it. The Fu family in Old Dragon City has a lot of money, if nothing else. How do you think I rose from the Golden Core Realm to the Tenth Realm Nascent Soul? What I spent The treasures of heaven and earth were enough to buy the Sun family's three-hundred-mile long street outside the city. After that, how did they reach the top of the ten realms step by step? In addition to practicing diligently, most of it was made with money. , otherwise what do you think?”

Fu Nanhua was stunned.

It's that simple?

Fu Qi clasped his hands behind his back, looked up at the thin figure climbing higher and higher, and said with a smile: "Besides the fact that I think highly of you, her opinion, even if it is just an unintentional word, is still the most important. It is not an exaggeration to describe it as the final word." There are some people and things in the Longcheng Fu family that you are currently unable to contact, but you will learn more and more in the future, and the real scenery on the top of the Aquarius Continent will be presented to you one by one."

Fu Nanhua's eyes became hot.

Fu Qi smiled darkly, "Then one day, you will find that the surroundings are full of the smell of blood."

The foreigner who climbed up the stairs was a girl. After she stepped onto the dragon platform, her face was covered in blood, and blood and tears continued to flow from her golden eyes.

She stood alone, alone, looking around.

Nine continents, all over the world, mountains and mountains, are full of tombs, and they are all enemies!

On this day, Chen Ping'an still stayed up all night to fish, and then he started to practice sword furnace stake setting at the right time. After dawn, he opened his eyes again and looked over the sea to the east. It's just that this time Chen Pingan didn't cause the golden air to fall again, but Chen Pingan grinned, stood up and waved over there, as if greeting an acquaintance.

Chen Pingan put away his fishing rods and baskets and returned to the Sun family's ancestral home, only to see Sun Jiashu waiting for him by the river.

He was waiting for Chen Pingan, but in fact Chen Pingan was also waiting for him, Sun Jiashu.

Zheng Dafeng initially encouraged him to take off the mask that concealed his appearance in the alleys of the inner city. Later, there was a sinister spirit that hindered Zheng Dafeng.

Chen Pingan could taste the hidden murderous intent in the words that seemed to have nothing to do with the Sun family.

disappointment? Of course there will be.

Angry? Not to mention.

Liu Baqiao definitely had good intentions when he introduced Sun Jiashu to him, so whether he wanted to come to Sun's ancestral home was Chen Pingan's own choice. In the final analysis, it was his instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. But looking back, this choice may Not the worst, but not the best either.

What is the purpose of the merchant's way and knowledge that the Fu family and the Sun family believe in? Sun Jiashu had actually revealed some things during the chat.

Chen Ping'an's impression of Sun Jiashu became blurry again, and his heart was full of wariness and scrutiny.

A person's nature is simple and honest, which is not the same as being stupid and dull. To be a truly good person, you must know what a bad person is. A good person who can live well is the greatest kindness to the world.

Chen Ping'an didn't need a book to tell him these simple things. Wasn't it all about the chattering in the streets, the trivial matters of the neighbors, and the intrigues of the apprentices in the dragon kiln?

Sun Jiashu looked at the young man carrying the sword who was getting closer and closer, took a deep breath, and didn't say anything at first, but just bowed and apologized.

Chen Pingan moved away to avoid Sun Jiashu's seemingly unprovoked apology.

After Sun Jiashu stood up, he didn't care about this and said with a wry smile: "Chen Ping'an, I have helped you arrange the Fan family's ferry to Osmanthus Island. My Sun family has no face to ask you to board the Mountain Turtle."

Chen Pingan asked: "Sun Jiashu, why is this?"

Sun Jiashu hesitated for a moment, then simply squatted down, facing the river, picked up the pebbles at his feet, and gently threw them into the water, "I wanted to get rich and gain a lot of wealth through danger. I deliberately concealed the Fu family's relationship with the river. The strength of Old Dragon City's control only allows you to wear a face that is not enough to hide all the truth, and then walk out of the tall building where the Fu family keeps a close eye on you. The bet is that the stubborn Fu Nanhua cannot swallow that breath and wants to I will mobilize the troops and lead people to kill you. After that, I will fight for half of the Sun family and keep you Chen Pingan. Afterwards, if you take a boat to Daoxuan Mountain safely, you will feel that you owe me, Sun Jiashu, a huge favor. I believe Sooner or later, the Sun family’s rewards will be more than what they lost.”

Chen Ping'an still held the fishing rod and the fishing basket, stood there, and asked a key question, "How are you sure you can save my life?"

Without looking back, Sun Jiashu pointed at the top of his head, "Fu Nanhua has no right to know about some people and things at the highest level in the world, but as the head of the Sun family, I, Sun Jiashu, know about it, and of course Fu Qi, the lord of the old Dragon City, knows more about this. In the dispute between the younger generations, as long as I stake all my belongings and show that I am not willing to share the fate of the Fu family, then Fu Qi will take the initiative to stop at a certain point after beating the Sun family hard. You, Chen Ping'an Of course, there will only be near misses and no death, and I, Sun Jiashu, will be able to take the opportunity to become your friend in times of need."

Until this moment, Chen Ping'an was filled with anger, his face was gloomy, and he quietly turned his energy to suppress the anger in his heart.

Sun Jiashu threw another stone, "The Sun family has become more and more powerful in recent years. On the surface, it has the strength to compete with the Fu family. But I look a little further. Except for the Fu family who wholeheartedly joins the Great Li Dynasty, the five major Among the surnames, the Fan family is closely followed by the Fu family, and the other three families also have their own attachments, including Guanhu Academy, the Xian family mansion in Luzhou in the north, and the top wealthy nobles in the southeastern continent. They have all found support and escape routes. My Sun family has always been indecisive, because I also like the Song family of Dali, but I can't find a way. In the early years, I asked a Jindan realm family to worship Dali Capital, let alone the Emperor of Dali. , even the gate of the palace of the feudal lord Song Changjing cannot be entered. It is so despairing for a businessman to be unable to find the temple while carrying a pig's head."

Chen Pingan asked the second question, "It's normal that you don't regard me, Chen Pingan, as a friend. What about Liu Baqiao?"

Sun Jiashu had already thought of thousands of words, but none of them could answer this question.

Sun Jiashu looked at the river with a bitter look on his face.

Pointing directly at people's hearts, that's all.

The ancestors of the Sun family who secretly observed the conversation here were all worried about Sun Jiashu.

Sun Jiashu lowered his head slightly and held his cheeks with his hands. Since there was no other way to deal with it, this extremely smart businessman simply followed his heart and muttered to himself: "Of course I regard him as a friend, but maybe after this time , I will only have one more enemy, Chen Pingan, and one less friend, Liu Baqiao."

Chen Pingan asked the third question, "The reason why you say this is that you don't dare to kill me? Are you afraid that one day in the future, when someone returns to the world, they will destroy the Sun family's ancestral home?"

Sun Jiashu shook his head and said, "I don't want to kill you."

He turned his head and forced a smile, "Chen Pingan, do you believe this?"

Chen Pingan did not answer.

Sun Jiashu stood up, as if he had been relieved of a heavy burden. He no longer looked so sluggish, and finally regained a bit of the old Dragon City Sun Jiashu's demeanor, "I said what should be said and what should not be said. From now on, it doesn't matter what you say. I will never regret anything I do in peace, and I, Sun Jiashu, still have this sense of responsibility."

Chen Pingan sighed, "After taking my luggage, I will go to the dusty medicine shop in the inner city, and then take the Fanjia Osmanthus Island to Daoxuan Mountain."

Sun Jiashu nodded and said, "Okay."

The two walked back to the Sun family's ancestral home in silence, one behind the other. Chen Pingan really picked up the package and walked on the yellow dirt road based on his memory.

Sun Jiashu was eating breakfast alone, which was still pickled vegetables, rice porridge and steamed buns. The ancestor of the Sun family was sitting across from him. Just as he was about to speak, Sun Jiashu already said: "I will explain the ins and outs of this matter to Liu Baqiao as soon as possible."

The old man asked: "Are you afraid that Chen Ping'an will report first, which will make it even more difficult? Or is it because your conscience is uneasy and you won't be happy if you don't complain?"

Sun Jiashu stopped his chopsticks, thought about it, and said frankly: "I think they all have it."

The old man asked tentatively: "Why don't you just do the same thing and do something on the Peach Blossom Island ferry?"

After Sun Jiashu untied his knot, he felt much more energetic. He smiled and shook his head: "You can't use one mistake to cover up another mistake. I don't dare to take any chances anymore."

After hearing this answer, the old man seemed to be more relieved than Sun Jiashu, and said with a smile: "Then the Sun family will not suffer this loss in vain. Under the general trend, it is of course the best to take the first step, but it is not easy to avoid making big mistakes. . We already have a great cause, so we can’t always think about throwing everything at it, or else.”

Sun Jiashu smiled and said: "Having an old man in the family is like having a treasure!"

The old man stood up and said, "Eat slowly, adjust your mentality, and don't have too many emotional ups and downs in the near future."

Sun Jiashu put down his chopsticks and stood up to see him off. When the old man walked out of the house, he sat down again and continued to eat breakfast.

The bitter taste is unbearable.

As for Sun Jiashu, if he didn't handle it properly, he would be forcibly deprived of his status as the head of the family by the ancestor of the Sun family. The old man and the young boy who were sitting opposite each other knew this very well, and neither party would think there was anything wrong with it.

Walking out of the Sun family's ancestral home, he came to a bustling market, asked for directions, and hired an ordinary carriage to drive to the inner city. The cost this time was normal. After all, he didn't have to deal with all kinds of birds, beasts, and horses descended from dragons. The luxury car traveled three hundred miles on that street.

Entering the inner city from the outer city is a big expense.

After getting on the carriage, Chen Pingan was guiding the driver.

Because there was an extra Yin God in the carriage, it was the one who appeared outside Chenchen Pharmacy. He claimed to be surnamed Zhao, so Chen Ping'an respectfully addressed him as Mr. Zhao.

When they arrived outside the alley, Chen Pingan paid the fare. Zheng Dafeng was not under the locust tree today. Instead, he was sitting behind the counter of the medicine shop in a daze. He didn't feel strange when he saw Chen Pingan. He told Chen Pingan that the medicine shop was small, but behind the medicine shop It was very big. Chen Pingan opened the door curtain and found that the layout was similar to that of Yang's pharmacy. There was a large bluestone courtyard at the back. It also had the main room and the wing rooms on both sides. The wing rooms were all empty. Chen Pingan could choose at will. Chen Pingan chose it. In the room on the left, I put down my sword box and luggage, except for the sword gourd on my waist. Zheng Dafeng imitated Old Man Yang and sat under the eaves outside the main room. He bought an old sword from an unknown antique store. Cigarette stick, sitting on the bench puffing away smoke.

But in Chen Ping'an's opinion, the old man's smoking was as deep as an ancient well.

Zheng Dafeng smokes dry cigarettes, which is just funny.

Chen Pingan sat at the door of his house and talked about his preparations to take the Osmanthus Island ferry. Zheng Dafeng nodded and said it was easy and promised to enshrine Chen Pingan as his ancestor.

Then the two guys, who had different tempers, were speechless. One was smoking a cigarette and the other was drinking.

This made the heads behind the curtain feel so bored that they quickly dispersed.

Zheng Dafeng was bored and smoking dry cigarettes. He really didn't know why the old man liked this smoke. It had no taste at all. From time to time, I glance sideways at the dull young man. The moon waxes and wanes, and the profit and loss have their own destiny. With the shattering and falling of the Lizhu Cave Sky, this boy's luck is not too bad now. It's just that Chen Ping'an entered the old dragon city this time. At the right time, Fu Qi might not have been so easy to talk to if it hadn't been for the arrival of Dali Dukou and the Yunlin Jiang family.

Chen Ping'an was thinking about how to spend the five cents.

Zheng Dafeng suddenly asked: "As a casual question, what would you do if Mr. Qi said that you, Chen Ping'an, would never be able to reach the fourth realm in this life?"

Chen Pingan thought for a moment, "Then I should accept my fate."

Zheng Dafeng seemed a little surprised, then rolled his eyes, feeling increasingly bored.

Can you be your own preacher? In this matter, aren't Chen Ping'an and himself on the same page?

Zheng Dafeng didn't want to give up and asked, "What happens after you accept your fate?"

This kind of thing is neither painful nor itchy, so Chen Pingan replied casually: "Of course I should continue to practice boxing, what else can I do? I needed to rely on boxing to survive at that time. Besides, boxing practice is not only about breaking through the realm, it can also strengthen the body. A little more energy is always a good thing.”

Zheng Dafeng narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile: "Then what if you accidentally reach the bottleneck of the third realm and see the hope of the fourth realm?"

Chen Pingan turned to look at this man and almost blurted out the mantra of the old swordsman of Shushui Kingdom. Do you seem to be a fool? Practicing boxing is a good thing, and breaking through barriers is even better. Since you have reached a bottleneck, of course you are thinking about how to break through.

Zheng Dafeng clicked his tongue and said, "Don't you think of Mr. Qi's final conclusion that you can't reach the fourth realm?"

Chen Pingan's eyes widened, thinking that Zheng Dafeng's brain must have been pinched by the door panel. Why is the martial arts master at the top of the eighth realm so baffled? Chen Pingan took a sip of wine, "Of course Mr. Qi is very knowledgeable, but Mr. Qi His original intention must be for my good. If breaking the situation is a bad thing, I will endure it. If it is a good thing, but if Mr. Qi was wrong at the beginning, am I really not breaking the situation?"

Having said this, Chen Ping'an murmured in his heart: "If this is the case, Mr. Qi will be disappointed."

Zheng Dafeng's face became more and more solemn, and he no longer cared about smoking, "How could Mr. Qi be wrong?!"

Chen Pingan said seriously: "If I... still have the opportunity to stand in front of Mr. Qi and ask him if you will make a mistake, how do you think Mr. Qi will answer?"

Zheng Dafeng felt as if he had been struck by lightning, with a look of pain on his face. He dropped his cigarette rod and scratched his head with both hands.

Zheng Dafeng's eyes were red and bloodshot. He looked at Chen Ping'an blankly and shouted loudly: "Chen Ping'an! Mr. Qi, do you want you to bring something to me?! Say it directly. If you do, I will be willing to do it for you." Protector! It doesn’t matter if it’s ten years or a hundred years!”

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "No."

Zheng Dafeng stood up suddenly, like an ant on a hot pot, circling wildly in the yard, his steps were messy, and he was worse than a third-level martial artist.

Chen Ping'an murmured: "Isn't it because he has gone crazy?"

The Yin God appeared beside him. He had already blocked the atmosphere of this small world in the courtyard, and no sound or movement could pass through the curtain.

Zheng Dafeng bumped around, "Mr. Qi, I have listened to your preaching and karma explanation many times. You must have hidden secrets and told me. It's just that I didn't understand it at the beginning. Think about it, think about it, Zheng Dafeng, don't Don’t be in a hurry…”

In the small courtyard, wisps of chaotic wind appeared on the ground, condensing like a real sword blade. Fortunately, there was a Yin God who carefully suppressed it from the side, so that it did not break the bluestone slab and smash the pillars and doors.

Chen Pingan drank in silence and watched Zheng Dafeng and those strange scenes carefully.

In the end, Zheng Dafeng's face was filled with tears and he kept walking. He just raised his head and looked at Chen Pingan, "Mr. Qi has a point to teach you, Chen Pingan, please tell me quickly. No matter what it is, just say it, no matter it is the Three Immortals of Scholars" The path of sages is to cultivate one's moral character and conduct one's life well. You just have to say it..."

Chen Pingan held the sword gourd in his arms and asked expressionlessly: "Why?"

Zheng Dafeng almost wailed, "You are my preacher! Chen Ping'an, you are my Zheng Dafeng's preacher!"

Yin Shen reminded softly: "Chen Ping'an, things are not good. If Zheng Dafeng continues like this, he is very likely to become a martial arts lunatic with separated souls. Even if he wakes up, he will really have no hope of reaching the top of the mountain for the rest of his life. And I may not If we can suppress him, this medicine shop, together with this alley and adjacent streets, will probably all be smashed by Zheng Dafeng, causing countless casualties."

In fact, Chen Pingan's mood is far less calm than his face, but what kind of messed up preacher he is? You want him, a guy who has just reached the fourth realm, to teach a grandmaster at the peak of the eighth realm? Chen Ping'an looked at the increasing number of strong winds in the courtyard. Many of them had converged into rivers like streams, forming land tornadoes that were seven or eight feet high. Wherever they passed, the bluestone floors collapsed.

Chen Pingan quickly controlled the flying sword fifteen in the sword gourd, and took out the small bamboo slips engraved with his principles. He could only treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor, and told Zheng Dafeng one by one the contents of the above text, but Zheng Dafeng He just shook his head in pain and said no, no, no, no, no, no, Zheng Dafeng felt the wind at his feet and had already left the ground, floating randomly like a kite with a broken string, and bleeding from all his orifices, it was terrible to see.

Even if Chen Ping'an tried his best to remember the many beautiful poems and articles written by Li Xisheng on the walls of the bamboo house and said them out loud, Zheng Dafeng still shook his head. This far-traveling warrior could no longer say anything about it. Half a word, he could only stagger and punch in the air, trying to maintain the last trace of clarity in his mind.

Between the eight and nine realms on the top of the Martial Arts Mountain, the scenery is more magnificent but also more dangerous than that of the three or sixty-seven realms.

It is called the heart knocking pass.

As for the pass between Ninety and Ten, it is even more horrifying. It is known as the Gate of Heaven. You can imagine how difficult it is to take that step.

Zheng Dafeng knew all this, so he envied his senior brother Li Er who was in a haze all day long, and he was jealous of Song Changjing who reached the tenth level in a life-and-death battle!

He and Li Er had private fights, and he was almost beaten to death more times than he could count on one hand!

Why can Song Changjing, who is about forty years old, be able to do it, but Zheng Dafeng, who has climbed all the way up to the eighth level, cannot? !

Why does the old man still say that he has no hope of reaching the ninth realm in this life? To add insult to injury on top of his already overwhelmed heart? !

Why is it that after reading the article "Sincerity", seeing the preacher's two punches to defeat the great opportunity, and understanding the meaning of sincerity, the bottleneck is still loosened, but the bottleneck cannot be overcome?

The Yin God subconsciously clenched his fists and stared at Zheng Dafeng, who was almost mentally broken. The Yin God seemed to be hesitating whether to take action brazenly.

But he never dared to act rashly. If he stopped Zheng Dafeng from going crazy this time, Zheng Dafeng's martial arts future would really be ruined.

Zheng Dafeng suddenly stopped and hovered in the air, covered in blood, his bright red face was blurred, and he was extremely sad, "Master, I can't do it anymore, I really can't do it, I'm sorry..."

Looking at Zheng Dafeng, who was covered in blood, Chen Ping'an, who was already helpless, remembered a little girl for no reason. She wore a red cotton-padded jacket all year round, and was lively and innocent.

I remember Li Huai said that the little girl often asked questions that even her husband couldn't answer, but Mr. Qi never thought there was anything wrong with this.

Chen Ping'an seemed to have a tacit understanding and whispered softly: "Disciples don't have to be inferior to their teachers."

A soliloquy as thin as a mosquito's fly.

In Zheng Dafeng's ears, the sound was like a great tide lapping at Old Dragon City.

Zheng Dafeng lowered his head and looked at the old cigarette stick.

I vaguely remember that every time the old man who never wanted to say anything to him looked at him coldly through the smoke, Zheng Dafeng, who was high-spirited and arrogant, would lose the courage to look directly at him. Not even a little bit out.

Before today, Zheng Dafeng never thought there was anything wrong with this. The world doesn't know the old man's identity, but he, Zheng Dafeng, knows. The world doesn't know the old man's magical powers, but he knows it very well. The world doesn't know the old man's glorious deeds, but he, Zheng Dafeng, still knows. In this case, how could he, Zheng Dafeng, be qualified to look at that old man as a disciple with only an eighth-level martial arts training?

Zheng Dafeng raised his head, took a deep breath, stretched out his hand to wipe away the blood on his face, and said softly: "That's it."

Zheng Dafeng did not speak grandly or laugh wildly. He just walked step by step towards Yufeng in the air above the courtyard. He said to himself silently: "Master, you are already at a very high place. It doesn't matter. Disciple Zheng Dafeng will walk step by step." Come see you.”

On this day, someone climbed to the sky step by step, directly breaking through the sea of ​​clouds, stepping on the high sea of ​​clouds, and the man climbed up and looked to higher places.

In an old dragon city, the wind is blowing and the clouds are flying.