, without holding back. After Chen Ping'an left, Zhu He stood up, came to sit next to his daughter, and said softly: "Why didn't you even say I'm sorry?"

The girl took off her boots and socks, revealing her white and tender feet. After hearing her father's slightly reproachful words, the girl suddenly opened her eyes wide and said aggrievedly: "Dad, what do you mean?"

Zhu He looked into his daughter's eyes, which were a pair of beautiful eyes that looked very much like her mother's. This upright man hesitated for a moment before speaking harshly, then sighed and said in a calm tone: "Previously,

Chen Ping'an stopped you from destroying the word Yue, and he was proven right later."

Zhu Lu hugged his knees with both hands, looked at the flowing water of the stream, and snorted coldly: "You are not his father. Of course Chen Pingan is not worried about him. How could I care about this at the time? What if he is wrong? Should I just watch it?"

Where will you die?"

Zhu He remained silent.

She turned her head and said with red eyes, "Dad, if I don't do something at that time, will I still be your daughter?"

Zhu He held back some hurtful words and forced himself to hold back each word.

The man wanted to say that as a warrior at the pinnacle of the second realm, you shouldn't lose your fighting spirit so easily when facing a strong enemy.

It's just these words that Zhu He can say if he is just a fellow martial artist.

But he is still her father, so these words cannot be said. At least not at this time. We can only wait until we find a suitable opportunity in the future.

But deep down in his heart, Zhu He always felt that something was wrong, but what exactly it was, the man couldn't tell.

The man who had just seen a glimmer of hope in martial arts felt a little guilty and sad for no reason, thinking that it would be better if his mother was still alive.

On the mountain road leading to Shiping, the young man walked slowly alone, and the setting sun stretched the young man's thin figure very long.

At the top of the mountain, Li Baoping was packing his belongings in a small book box. Li Huai joined in the fun and squatted aside, and said out of nowhere, "Li Baoping, I will also have a small book box soon?"

Li Baoping gave him a sharp look, "Yes, yes, but you can't call my junior uncle junior junior uncle!"

Li Huai asked: "Why?"

Li Baoping raised his fist murderously, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is that enough?"

Li Huai swallowed his saliva and muttered: "Young junior uncle is nothing, I don't care about him. I have been demoted a generation in vain."

Li Huai patted his butt and stood up. After walking far away, he turned around and said with a smile: "Li Baoping, if you call Chen Ping'an and I brothers in the future, what will you do? What should you call me?"

Li Baoping laughed, stood up, and twisted his wrist.

Li Huai said in a panic: "Li Baoping, can you always use your fists to reason? Can't we talk properly? We are scholars, and scholars must..."

Before Li Huai could finish speaking, Li Baoping stepped forward quickly and was about to beat Li Huai.

Li Huai got wise in his haste and insisted on not taking a step back. He said earnestly: "Li Baoping, aren't you afraid that your junior uncle thinks you are an overbearing and unreasonable rich lady? When he doesn't like you, who are you going to cry to?"

Go? Don’t blame me for not reminding you, this is called not saying something unexpected!”

Li Baoping stopped and frowned.

Li Huai patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, among the three of us, Chen Pingan likes you the most. As long as you don't be like that Zhu Lu in the future."

Li Baoping smiled and returned to his original position, squatting down and continuing to pack the small book box.

Li Huai and Da Dao left with a proud look on their faces, "The mountain man has a clever plan to rule the country and bring peace to the world. I will never be afraid of Li Baoping again."

Li Huai was so happy that he couldn't help but want to have fun with his brother A Liang, and roared: "A Liang? A Liang, die!"

The child raised his eyes and saw that A Liang and Lin Shouyi had gotten together at some point. Li Huai was about to run, but suddenly stopped because that place on the cliff was where the white python appeared earlier.

Li Huai was frightened for a while, hesitated, then turned around and ran to squat next to Li Baoping, and then looked for Chen Ping'an.

Li Huai was stunned when he thought of that guy resolutely flying towards the white python. This naughty child with ghosts and spirits subconsciously felt that Li Baoping's junior uncle was quite reliable, at least much better than Zhu Lu.

Already.

On the edge of the cliff, A Liang and young Lin Shouyi sat looking at the mountains and rivers in the distance. Lin Shouyi raised his head and took a sip of strong wine, then handed the wine gourd back to A Liang.

Lin Shouyi's sitting posture was upright, which was very different from A Liang's crooked posture. The young man asked softly: "A Liang, isn't the wine in this gourd very simple?"

A Liang hummed.

Lin Shouyi asked curiously: "Why is it not simple? I only know that after drinking, my body has improved a lot."

A Liang shook the small wine pot and revealed the secret, "Just by deliberately shaking a little bit of alcohol, you can scare away the monsters in human form on the Tiefu River. Do you think it is powerful? Of course, as usual,

Just pull out the wine cork. No matter how good your nose is, you can only smell the aroma of wine."

Lin Shouyi became more and more curious and asked: "Then why did you let that person and the two snakes and pythons go?"

A Liang held up his bamboo hat and said with a smile: "There is a talisman in the land of the mountain. It is not difficult to kill, but it will be very troublesome later. And what I am most afraid of now is trouble. Besides, they have a life-or-death relationship with you."

Qiu, there is no grievance between me and A Liang. Now you have nothing to lose, and Zhu He has received great benefits, so why do you want to kill them all?"

A Liang paused for a moment, "Someone is missing something, but I guess he won't care too much. No way, this guy's method of calculating gains and losses is different from others."

Lin Shouyi said: "You mean Chen Pingan, right? His injuries were obviously more serious than Zhu He's, but he concealed them better."

A Liang did not comment on this.

Lin Shouyi thought to himself and said: "Zhu Lu's eagerness to save her father is certainly not wrong, but she is wrong..."

A Liang waved his hand, interrupted the young man's coffin conclusion, and said with a smile: "Don't talk about people's rights and wrongs behind their backs, justice is in the hearts of the people."

Lin Shouyi hummed, and as expected he stopped talking.

With the breeze blowing on his face, A Liang slowly drank wine and said slowly: "Lin Shouyi, you are very smart. You are the first smart person to realize that I am worthy of friendship and goodwill. Don't worry, I am not belittling you."

I mean, on the contrary, on the road of cultivation, some people have wisdom roots, such as Li Baoping, some have blessings, such as Li Huai, and some have enlightenment, just like you, which are all good things. Qi Jingchun has always had a good vision, otherwise

…”

Lin Shouyi pricked up his ears.

A Liang grinned, "Can he know a friend like me?"

Lin Shou smiled knowingly. This man never gave up the opportunity to praise himself. He had long been used to it.

But the young man with a mature mind is becoming more and more sure of one thing.

That was A Liang's bragging, which sounded far-fetched, but that was because no one, including himself, really knew how powerful this guy was.

"Singing to wine, what's life like? It's like morning dew, the days are bitter."

A Liang took a deep sip of wine, raised his head and looked at the falling night sky, and whispered softly: "And the green zijin, which lingers in my heart... How can there be such touching words in the world?"

A Liang shook his head to dissipate his melancholy, laughed at himself, and pointed to the rolling mountains, "In the eyes of some people, the world is like an upside-down Milky Way."

Lin Shouyi asked a very profound question, "A-Liang, are you among the 'some people'?"

A Liang shook his head, "Not yet, I don't really like to be that kind of person."

A Liang breathed out softly and stopped drinking. He held up his cheek with one hand and tilted his head to look into the distance. "In the past, there was an old gentleman with a stubborn temper. He had many students all over the world. Among his proud disciples, Qi Jingchun was the most famous."

Well, Cui Chan has the best chess skills, and there is another person who has the best swordsmanship."

Lin Shouyi held back his laughter, turned to look at the man in the bamboo hat and said, "Is the disciple with the strongest swordsmanship named A-Liang?"

A Liang laughed loudly, "Of course that person is not me, how could it be me."

Lin Shouyi was a little surprised when he didn't guess the answer correctly.

The guy smiled and said, "But that man's swordsmanship was taught by me."

Although the young man was extremely shocked, he still firmly believed in this.

A Liang turned his head and asked: "If I say Qi Jingchun's calligraphy, it was also taught by me, would you believe it?"

The young man sitting upright did not hesitate and said categorically: "I don't believe it even if you beat him to death!"

A Liang patted the young man on the shoulder and said earnestly: "Lin Shouyi is really smart, so you won't have any wine to drink tomorrow."

The usually prim and cold young man grinned, but remained reserved and silent.

A Liang said with emotion: "Heaven and earth are the reverse journey of all things. When a scholar speaks, he is knowledgeable."

Lin Shouyi suddenly asked an inexplicable question, "A-Liang, has Chen Ping'an let you down?"

The man in the bamboo hat looked as usual, "Let's wait and see."

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The night was deep, and beside the bonfire in the latter half of the night, Chen Ping'an and Zhu He took turns keeping vigil as usual, and the young man was knitting straw sandals at the same time.

Zhu He stood up and came to the young man's side for some reason. Chen Pingan was a little surprised. Zhu He stretched out his hand to warm himself up, and the firelight reflected the man's rough face. The man turned around and asked with a smile: "You should have found that Qi, right? Qi is like a swimming dragon.

, and it keeps sinking and wandering around, right?”

Chen Pingan nodded and sat upright. This was what puzzled him the most.

Zhu He did not hide anything and explained slowly: "This is equivalent to saying that you have entered the realm of mud embryo. Don't underestimate this first hurdle. Whether you can practice martial arts depends on whether you are born. Find out

If you don’t find it, you don’t care if you can hold this breath. As the saying goes, people strive to take a breath to receive a stick of incense, which is pretty much what it means. The body is still an insignificant clay statue of a Bodhisattva, but as long as you have this breath, even if you enter the palace, everything will happen after that.

There is hope for everyone. No matter how good the scenery at the top of martial arts is, without this crucial small step, it is all empty talk."

Zhu He looked at the young man and said with admiration: "Your body has been well strengthened. Well, it is very good. It is not inferior to those wealthy children who grew up soaked in medicine jars. I don't know what you have experienced.

But it is generally certain that you are now in the second realm of martial arts after the Mud Embryo Realm, the Wood Fetus Realm. Although it doesn’t quite make sense why you haven’t really let that Qi find the Qi Mansion aperture where it can rest and cultivate, but

Your physical meridians do indeed belong to the second level of achievement, but they are far from the second level."
To be continued...