The little girl has begun to look forward to the arrival of that day. Not only is she not afraid, she is full of childish expectations, waiting for the uncle to step on the flying sword and landed beside her from such a far away from the end of the world, telling everyone that he is his uncle.

As for the murderous intent and dangers contained that day, Li Baoping didn't think much about it. After all, no matter how smart the little girl was, she could not think of the sinister people's hearts that were not described in the book. Even if she wanted to break her head, she could not think of the cold murderous intent that was surging undercurrents hidden behind Gao Guanbo's belt.

The little girl who is not very experienced in the world simply chooses to trust someone wholeheartedly.

The reason why the old scholar who was sleeping soundly on the back of the boy chose to reveal his secrets was probably to cherish this difficult silly.

Li Baoping whispered: "Uncle Master, if you can't argue with others and you can't beat others, we can run away."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Of course, as long as you don't dislike embarrassing people."

Afterwards, Chen Ping'an took Li Baoping to several grocery stores and bought brand new boots for all three children. Chen Ping'an didn't buy them himself. He wasn't that he was so stingy. He was really not used to wearing them. When he tried them on, he felt uncomfortable and could not even walk.

In addition, they bought two new sets of clothes for each of them, and the money was spent like water. Chen Ping'an said that he would not feel sorry for him, but he had to spend money.

Li Baoping still chose bright red clothes, not just because of the joy. Chen Ping'an had heard the little girl complain a long time ago. It seemed that when he was a child, a Taoist traveling in Yunyou passed by Fulu Street and measured the fate of the three brothers and sisters of the Li family. When he calculated the horoscope for Li Baoping, he mentioned that the little girl would be best to wear red clothes in the future to avoid evil spirits. No matter how the Li family pampered this little girl over the years, there was no discussion on this matter. Although Li Baoping grew up more depressed, he still did what he did. Last time he received three letters from his family at the Hongzhu Town Station. Without exception, from his father to Li Xisheng and Li Baozhen, both brothers, all reminded the little girl, and never change to other colors of clothes for freshness.

The little girl often told Chen Ping'an privately that she would beat him up when she saw that smelly Taoist priest in the future.

When I was shopping in the shop, the old scholar was still asleep, so Chen Ping'an could only carry it on his back. Fortunately, it was not heavy, and it was probably less than 100 kilograms. Chen Ping'an really didn't know why such an old man could hold so much knowledge in his stomach?

On the way back to Qiulu Inn, Li Baoping's bookcase was filled with full, but after walking thousands of miles, the little girl looked darker and thinner, but she looked strong and had good energy and energy. Chen Ping'an was not worried that this weight would hurt Li Baoping's body.

When I arrived at the alley of flowing clouds and water, there was still a mysterious scene of clouds and mist. After watching it many times, Chen Ping'an still found it incredible. The painting "Search Mountain Picture" given by the old blind Taoist before leaving was strange and surprising, but it was not as shocking as it was in it now.

When he arrived at the entrance door of the inn with two tall painted door gods, the old man suddenly woke up and his feet landed on the ground. The bag appeared behind him, holding a silver ingot in his hand. The old scholar looked at the two guys with a confused face and smiled: "There is no banquet in the world. I have to go to many places and I need to go west all the way. I can't delay here anymore."

The old scholar said slowly: "Chen Ping'an, that half of Cui Yan has been separated. Although it is not thorough, it is roughly clear. I will leave it to you in the future. Teaching by words and deeds is more important than teaching by words. This is why I put him by your side."

Li Baoping frowned and said, "That guy named Cui Feng is a big bad guy, why do you always protect him, Mr. Wen Sheng?"

"There's no way."

The old scholar was helpless and smiled and explained patiently: "I have removed the ban on him. If you think he should still kill him next time, then don't worry about what I am a terrible person. Just do whatever I should do. The reason why I favor and protect him is that he is not going to be incorrect in the past. He shouldn't deny it so decisively, which caused Cui Xuan to have a misunderstanding that I have reached a very arbitrary conclusion."

The old man looked tired and his tone was low, "What's more, I was really unhappy at that time. I had to win a fight, so I didn't have time to explain the reasons to him and help him to deduce them bit by bit. So what happened next was like that. In anger, this kid simply betrayed the master and left a mess, and Ma Zhan was one of them. Besides, if he could walk every step steadily, he would indeed be expected to benefit the world for a hundred years and a thousand years. Maybe he could add another stick of incense to our Confucian Taoist tradition... These confusing accounts that are both great achievements and bullshit, when you have the opportunity to climb a high place in the future, you may encounter them. Don't learn from me at that time, think more, don't rush to make decisions, be patient, especially for the people around you, don't make dark under the light, otherwise you will be very sad."

Speaking of this, the old man touched Chen Ping'an's head, and rubbed Li Baoping's little head, "You guys, don't always think about growing up soon. If you really grow up, there will be more and more things that will be involuntarily. However, friends rarely have those who are always by their side. The newer the clothes and boots, the better, but the older the friends, the better, but when they are old, there will be the day when they die of old age."

Li Baoping asked, "If a mountain god like Lin Shouyi said that if a person who practices the qi cultivation is successful, he can live for a hundred or even a thousand years!"

The old man asked with a smile: "What about a hundred years later, a thousand years later?"

Li Baoping asked tentatively: "Then I'll leave first?"

The old man was amused by the little girl's innocence and laughed silently: "So on the other hand, Xiao Baoping, if you are a very good girl like Xiao Baoping, if one day you are no longer in the world, then your friends will be so sad. Anyway, I, the old man, will cry so sadly, and I will definitely not even be able to drink wine at that time."

Li Baoping suddenly realized, and the little chicken pecked at Michelle and said, "Yes, yes, no one can die!"

The old scholar reached out and handed out the silver ingot. Chen Ping'an looked at it and asked, "It's not a worm silver, right? Cui Feng has one."

The old scholar shook his head and smiled, "That little thing is rare, Cui Yan, who was a child, and he thought it was interesting. If he replaced it with Cui Yan, he would be too lazy to take a look. This thing that looked like a silver ingot was a sword embryo without his master. Compared to the one that Cui Yan hid in the square inch, the key is that it has a deep origin. If you have the opportunity to go to the Central Earth God Island in the future, you must take it to Suishan. Maybe you can drink a good wine from someone, the flower and fruit brew from Suishan, which is a unique place in the world!"

The old scholar stretched out his thumb, "The gods must also be drunk."

Chen Ping'an took over the silver ingot.

The old man joked: "Yeah, I was unhappy to be my disciple before. I said I was so tired that I refused to nod and agreed. Why did I accept it now?"

Chen Ping'an said embarrassedly: "I think if I refuse goodwill again, it will be sad."

Li Baoping whispered: "Master Wen Sheng, is it because this thing looks like silver? How can uncle don't like it?"

Chen Ping'an knocked over a chestnut.

Li Baoping hugged his head and didn't dare to say anything else.

The old man laughed and said, "Xiao Baoping, next time I meet, don't call me Master Wen Sheng. You are Qi Jingchun's disciple. I am Qi Jingchun's gentleman. What should you call me?"

Li Baoping was stunned, "Master?Master?"

The old man smiled and nodded, "That's right, both names are OK, you can choose as much as you like."

The little girl quickly bowed and bent her waist, but forgot that she was carrying a slightly heavy bookcase, and her body's center of gravity was unstable. Li Baoping almost fell to eat shit. Chen Ping'an quickly helped carry the bookcase.

The old man stood up straight, motionless, and accepted the gift calmly.

The old scholar shook his bag behind him and sighed, "The sword embryo is called 'Little Fengdu'. Just accept it with confidence. The cause and effect on the sword embryo has been cut off completely. As for how to control it, it is very simple. As long as you are careful, the ship will naturally straighten to the bridge, and it will automatically recognize its owner. If you don't care, even if you hold it for ten thousand years, it will not wake up. It is worse than a piece of broken copper and iron."

Chen Ping'an put it away carefully.

The old scholar nodded and said, "Let's go."

The old man turned around and left.

Li Baoping said in confusion: "Master?"

The old man turned around and asked with a smile: "What's wrong?"

The little girl pointed to the sky, "Master, aren't you going to walk a long way? Why didn't you just have a swish and then disappear?"

The old scholar couldn't help laughing, nodded and smiled, and it turned out to disappear.

Chen Ping'an and Li Baoping raised their heads at the same time and looked at the sky. The old man had long disappeared.

But in fact, in Xingyun Liushui Lane near the other end of the street, an old scholar turned to look at the entrance of Qiulu Inn and slowly left.

———

Back in the yard, the tall woman sat on a stone bench, looking up at the sky with a soft smile on her lips.

The same yard is so close, but Yu Lu and Xie Xie don’t know the existence of this sword spirit from beginning to end. Whenever she appears, they will separate the aura between the two sides, making the young girl unable to see or hear, and completely unable to sense her.

Li Baoping said hello and went to the house to put things in the house. Chen Ping'an sat next to Jian Ling.

The tall woman stretched out her hand and wiped it horizontally. The old sword strip that had been hanging under the bridge for countless years was in her hand. She said straight to the point: "Since things have changed, I will make appropriate changes. We originally made a hundred-year agreement, but it is still the same now, but I will speed up the pace of sharpening the sword strip and strive to polish it to restore the original appearance within a sequel. This means that your Dragon Slaying Platform will not be enough, very insufficient."

Chen Ping'an was confused. The small dragon-slaying platform that suddenly appeared in his yard was carried to the blacksmith shop by himself.

She smiled and said, "Do you remember once sitting on a bridge and dreaming, and fell into the stream with a person and a basket? That time, I actually took away the Dragon Slaying Platform. After that, you thought it was the Dragon Slaying Platform, but it was just an ordinary stone that I used to trick it. Well, it was not very accurate to say that it was ordinary. It should be a snake gall stone of the best texture, enough to turn a small reptile into a... a big reptile? In order to turn from a hundred years to about sixty years, the price I paid is that I need to use at least the large dragon Slaying Platform in the deep mountains. Maybe I can't use the entire stone cliff, but most of it will definitely not be able to escape. But don't worry, I have my own way to hide the world. It's really not possible. I'll throw it to the military monks of Zhenwu Mountain in Fengxue Temple. I'll just give it a few secret books. Not only will they not think this deal is not worth it, they may cry with joy, and they will hug their heads and cry with tears."

Chen Ping'an was as if he was listening to the heavenly books, and was speechless and had nothing to say.

She stretched out her hand to the sky, and the graceful white lotus leaf appeared in the palm of her hand. "Because of the sour scholar, and your sword was a bit unusual, the lotus leaf could not last much time. This is one of the reasons why I was anxious to go back. The scholar agreed to me that I would not involve my master because of Cui Xuan's affairs. He would go to the Chen family in Yingyin first, and then go to the west after he finished talking to others. So next, as he said, An Anxinxin took those children to study, with a bad guy like Cui Xuan and Yu Lu, who was in the sixth realm of martial arts, I believe that even if the master loses his sword energy, he will still turn bad luck into good luck."

She was a little sad, "But after arriving at the Great Sui Academy, in the next sixty years, I need to draw a yard as a prison and not leave easily, otherwise I may fail. You must ensure that you don't die and your realm continues to grow, which will be a little trouble."

Chen Ping'an said: "Aliang once said inadvertently that no matter whether it is a martial arts or a Qi-training man, when he reaches the third level of cultivation, he can try to travel to a country alone. As long as he does not seek death, there is probably no big problem. In the fifth and sixth level, he can walk down the territory of the half continent, as long as he does not join in the fun, do not go to those famous lakes and lakes, and do not be passionate about blood. If he encounters anything, he can be a hero or a righteous person, or kill demons, then he can be generally safe and sound. If he encounters a sudden disaster and dies, he will only blame his fate. With such a bad fate, he is also uneasy to stay at home, so he will not go out, and the result will be roughly the same."

She nodded and comforted: "It is best if you can think so, you should do this, be afraid of your hands and feet, and you will never think of the result of your practice in your whole life."

She suddenly squinted her eyes and asked, "Why is it that I am about to leave now? You still don't ask me how to help you stay alive and solve future troubles? Since we share weal and woe, you are not curious why I didn't help you repair the Bridge of Eternity and let you walk on the road of cultivation smoothly? In terms of emotion and reason, this is not a non-decision, right?"

Chen Ping'an said frankly: "I wanted to get up and ask these questions before going to bed last night, but then I held back."

Jian Ling asked, "Why?"

Chen Ping'an said seriously: "It's not that I'm embarrassed to speak. No matter how thin my skin is, I won't be embarrassed if I have such a big life. But I have always believed in Old Man Yao, that is, half of my master who burned porcelain at that time, and I believe what he said..."

The sword spirit interrupted the boy's words and nodded, "I know that in the scene that was revealed by the flowing water of time, I saw and heard it. A very interesting sentence."

She then felt a little annoyed and stood up with a lotus leaf umbrella, "Do you know why there is a saying in the world that you have a 'deficient appearance'? It is indeed a true story. However, the deficient appearance of ordinary people is in the numerology. Even if you change the name, it is within the big rules, so it is not hindered. But if it involves the bridge of Changsheng, the changes in the many Qifu acupoints in the body will be a big deal."

"Cultivation is a move that goes against the current. To put it bluntly, it is a rebellion against the way of heaven. The so-called enlightenment of qi practitioners is actually a proverb of their own great way and can make the way of heaven bow. God wants me to be born, old, sick and die. I insist on cultivating to become a pure golden body, with longevity and longevity, and enjoy freedom forever. God pinchs his nose and admits his long-lasting vision. Think about it, how difficult it is."

"If it is possible to easily build the Bridge of Eternal Life, as long as the ancestors take action, wouldn't it be easy for all the descendants to be immortals? Because the meridians, Qi Mansion and bloodline of human beings are the most mysterious existences in the world. You should know that the Taoist praises "two heavens and earths of inside and outside". This small world refers to the body and body of human beings. In addition to meaning that it is a natural blessing in the sky, the meaning of the Bridge of Eternal Life is to connect two bridges of heaven and earth. Therefore, this matter is really difficult to ascend to heaven. Not only is it no one can do it, but the price will be very high. The realm of those who build roads and bridges is extremely high, and it is limited to the great Qi training men of the Yin-Yang family and the medical school. This is also one of the reasons why these schools of thought are not good at killing but still stand tall."

Seeing that the boy was a little disappointed, he was not depressed, Jian Ling relieved and said with a hint of laughter: "No matter what, Xiao Ping'an, you must be a good thing, Xiao Ping'an, you should first temper your body and lay a solid foundation. Otherwise, when I sharpen the sword strips, if you can't even lift the sword, it would be too embarrassing. Don't think that lifting the sword is very simple. In the painting of the mountains and rivers of the sour scholar, it was the "illusion" he gave you the ten-level monks, ordinary nine

The physical body of a cultivator in realm may not be as good as a pure martial artist in the fifth and sixth realm, but there is no idiot who dares to underestimate the matter of tempering the body. Most of them will become more diligent than a pure martial artist in this level by relying on real water grinding skills. They polish their body and soul bit by bit, and there will be no flaws. Therefore, this has created the interesting pattern of the ten-level Qi training practitioners in the world, all of which are the old turtles under the water."

Chen Ping'an kept all these words in his heart.

The woman in white stood in the yard and smiled and said, "Little Ping'an, you must wait for me for 60 years. Also, don't become a white-haired old man at that time. It's really a shame. Be careful not to recognize you as your master."

Chen Ping'an stood up and was about to speak.

She had walked towards him, stretched out her palm, and made a swearing gesture.

Chen Ping'an quickly raised his hand high.

It was just the palms of the two of them that eventually interspered in the air.

It turned out that the woman in white had disappeared and left.

Chen Ping'an sat back on his original position and suddenly slapped his head. He remembered the locust wood sword. He forgot to ask her and Mr. Wen Sheng, what was the girl in golden clothes hiding in the wooden sword!

———

Cui Feng was drinking tea in a secret room of Qiulu Inn. Liu Jiahui, the second instructor of the inn, and the famous Mrs. Liu in the high-rise building of the county town, was like a humble maid, carefully observing her words and expressions, and carefully looking at the Dali National Master who revealed her identity.

The Ziyang Mansion where she was located was originally a chess piece of Huang Tingguo who was attracted by Dali. This alliance was the founder who rarely appeared. He nodded and agreed to himself. The Ziyang Mansion naturally did not dare to take it lightly at all. Especially for foreigners like Liu Jiahui who believed that the road was hopeless, they would be particularly concerned about secular power such as the imperial court.

Although the Emperor Hong of Huangting Kingdom has always adhered to the ancestral system to treat immortals, it is a pity that a small Huangting Kingdom can make the Lingyun Sect, which is deeply involved, but it cannot make sects like Ziyang Mansion loyal to each other, because the pond is too small, and the dragon under the water hopes to have a wider territory.

Ziyang Mansion has greater ambitions than Fulongguan, which only wants the word "palace".

Liu Jiahui was not as stupid as the handsome young man with a mole on his forehead, so she was willing to believe that there was only one reason, that the man in green robe who stood beside the boy acted more like a servant than her.

Liu Jiahui couldn't think of anyone in Huang Tingguo who could make this cruel and ruthless Hanshi River God willingly serve as a slave.

After Cui Xuan asked casually about the situation inside Ziyang Mansion, he suddenly asked with a smile: "Wei Li, the county magistrate, is Mrs. Liu's lover. He will probably become a roadblock for Dali in the future. If I want you to kill him with your own hands today, will your wife be willing to do it?"

Liu Jiahui's mind was blank and her body was tense.
To be continued...