Qi Jingchun left the Middle-earth Divine Continent and came to Bao** Continent to establish the Cliff Academy. Outsiders said that Qi Jingchun wanted to restrain him and frighten his former senior brother Cui Chan who bullied his master and destroyed his ancestors, but Mao Xiaodong knew that this was not the case at all.

The left and right were even more decisive, and they stayed away from the human world and went to sea alone to visit immortals.

It is said that there was once a big, stupid guy who could chase Aliang all over the street, and he has been silent for more than a hundred years.

Mao Xiaodong put away his complicated thoughts, and finally his eyes rested on this young man.

Now, Mr. Xi has taken on this retreating disciple who has inherited the cultural heritage.

In the nearly three years since Chen Pingan passed through the academy but failed to enter, Mao Xiaodong was both curious and worried about what kind of reading seeds Mr. Curious had received. He was also worried that this young man who was born in Lizhu Cave Heaven and had high hopes for Qi Jingchun would...

disappoint others.

It was just that Mao Xiaodong used the magical power of a Confucian saint who was sitting in the academy to watch Chen Pingan's every word and deed from a distance.

Neither surprised nor disappointed at all.

I just feel that this young man from a poor family named Chen Ping'an is the disciple that my husband will accept, and he is the junior disciple that Qi Jingchun is willing to accept as his master. This is the only way.

Afterwards, Chen Pingan asked Lin Shouyi in detail whether there would be any conflict between his spiritual practice and his studies.

I asked Gao Xuan and Yu Lu if they became friends, would their friendship be impure enough?

Thank you. Will there be any mental problems after becoming Cui Dongshan's maid?

Mao Xiaodong answered them one by one, occasionally flipping through the customs clearance document.

Chen Ping'an was truly relieved when everything was roughly understood.

Mao Xiaodong finally asked with a smile: "Aren't you tired from thinking so much about your own things and other people's things?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said frankly: "I'm not tired at all."

Mao Xiaodong nodded and said softly: "Doing learning and practicing martial arts and swordsmanship are actually the same thing. They both need to build momentum. A gentleman will be successful when he has it, and he will be a dragon when he doesn't. Therefore, when we think about it together, once we have a wonderful idea, it seems like

The splendid literary talent comes from outside the world, and the world has never seen it before."

Chen Pingan felt that these words were a bit exaggerated, and he was a little uneasy.

Mao Xiaodong suddenly asked in a low voice: "Sir, have you ever mentioned me?"

Chen Ping'an hesitated to speak, but still replied honestly: "It seems... I never mentioned it."

Mao Xiaodong slapped his knees and said angrily: "How can there be such a partial gentleman in the world?!"

Mao Xiaodong still refused to give up and asked, "If you think about it again, could it be that something has been missed?"

Chen Pingan shook his head decisively.

Mao Xiaodong stroked his beard and smiled, and said confidently: "I guess you must have a disciple in your heart, so naturally you don't have to talk about it all the time."

Chen Ping'an felt at ease.

The Master of Maoshan in front of me is definitely a disciple taught by Mr. Wen Sheng.

Probably because he felt that Li Bao** was easier to talk to, Pei Qian walked faster and faster, and his steps became lighter and lighter.

But when Pei Qian arrived at Li Bao**'s school and saw the piles of copied books on the bed, he almost knelt down and kowtowed to Li Bao**.

No wonder Pei Qian had the courage to show off just now, saying that he copied books every day, and Li Bao said "oh" and nothing more happened. At first, Pei Qian felt that he had finally regained some of his disadvantages, and was a little

Feeling proud, my waist straightened slightly.

Li Bao** poured Pei Qian a cup of tea and asked him to sit wherever he wanted.

She climbed onto the bed, moved the small bamboo box on the bedside wall to the table, took out the narrow knife "Xiang Fu" and the small silver gourd given to her by Aliang.

Li Bao** said: "I'll give it to you."

Pei Qian looked at the narrow knife and small gourd. She was more knowledgeable now. She looked up at Pei Qian and asked nonsense, "It's very expensive, isn't it?"

Li Bao didn't hide it deliberately. He said: "I heard A Liang say privately that this auspicious talisman sword is of ordinary appearance and is some kind of semi-immortal weapon. This sword comes from Fengxue Temple."

The small gourds abducted from the Xian Wei and Jin Dynasties are considered good. They are one of the seven sword-raising gourds grown on the gourd vine planted by Taozu during his early cultivation. Sword cultivators in the world use this to nourish flying birds.

The sword will be more powerful. Pei Qian, you have already started to learn the sword, so you can use it."

Pei Qian was already tongue-tied and said vaguely: "But I have just started to practice swordsmanship, and my practice is very sloppy. I am not a swordsman. I am stupid about flying swords and so on. I may not be able to cultivate them in this life...

…”

Li Bao** asked directly: "Do you like Xiang Fu and Xiao Gourd?"

Pei Qian nodded timidly.

Li Bao** scratched his head and sighed in his heart.

Why did my junior uncle find such a naive and stupid disciple?

Pei Qian became more and more uneasy. From the corner of his eye, he looked at the mountains of books on the bed, and then looked at the narrow knife and silver sword gourd on the table.

Pei Qian suddenly had an idea and said softly: "Sister Bao**, I dare not accept such an expensive gift. Master will scold me."

Li Bao** blinked his eyes, "Then just tell Master, I'm borrowing it from you. It's a loan for ten years, and it's a loan for a hundred and a thousand years. Anyway, I won't ask for it from you, so what can you do?"

Isn’t it enough to use them to travel around the world with peace of mind?”

Pei Qian drooped his head and said, "Yes."

Li Bao** changed his position, sat on the bench next to Pei Qian, and comforted: "Don't feel stupid, you are young. I heard from my uncle that you are one year younger than me."

When Pei Qian heard this, it seemed to make sense. He immediately raised his head and laughed. He put his hands on the table and asked carefully: "Sister Bao**, can I touch them?"

Li Bao** stood up suddenly, startling Pei Qian. Li Bao**'s eyes signaled Pei Qian not to panic, and then asked Pei Qian to watch carefully.

As a result, Pei Qian saw Mr. Li Bao unsheath his sword, hold the sword in both hands, take a deep breath, and slash at the gourd.

Pei Qian looked like a little silly goose.

Li Bao**'s chop was more domineering. As a result, the small gourd was smooth and suddenly collapsed towards Pei Qian. Pei Qian subconsciously slapped him away.

The silver sword gourd snapped and hit Li Bao's face.

Bang.

The gourd fell to the ground.

Li Bao**, who was stunned for a moment, began to have a nosebleed.

Pei Qian felt that he was dead.

At this moment, Li Bao** is still holding the auspicious charm in his hand. It is very likely that he will cut off his head with the next knife, right?

Unexpectedly, Li Bao** raised his hand, casually touched the palm of his hand, put the Xiangfu knife back into the scabbard with familiarity, gently picked up the sword gourd with his toes, held it in the palm of his hand, and put it back on the table together.

After sitting down, Mr. Li Bao smiled happily at Pei Qian and said, "Pei Qian, you were very beautiful with those shots you took just now, and you have a great demeanor! Not bad, not bad, you are worthy of being my junior uncle's apprentice."

Pei Qian looked sad, pointed at Li Bao's nose, and said blankly: "Sister Bao, she's still bleeding."

Li Bao** wiped it again, looked at the palm of her hand, and it seemed that she was indeed bleeding. She stood up with a calm expression, ran to the bed, took out a piece of rice paper from the knife, tore off two paper balls, and looked up.

He started, stuffed it into his nose, and sat carelessly next to Pei Qian. Pei Qian's face was as white as snow, and Li Bao was confused. Why? Why did it feel like the little gourd hit this guy's face? But even if it was hit,

It was firm and not painful. Li Bao** then rubbed her chin and carefully looked at the dark-skinned little Pei Qian. She felt that the thoughts of this disciple of the young master uncle were rather strange. Even she, Li Bao**, agreed with him.

I am no longer able to keep up, but I am worthy of being Junior Master Uncle’s founding disciple, and he still has some skills!

Pei Qian endured the heartache and hesitantly took out his beloved small yellow hand-twisted gourd from his sleeve, placed it on the table, and gently pushed Li Bao**'s side, "Sister Bao**,

I gave it to you, just think of it as my apology."

Li Bao** was a little angry. Why was Pei Qian so outspoken? He glared and said, "Put it away!"

With lightning speed, Pei Qian obediently put the small gourd into his sleeve.

After leaving Mao Xiaodong's study, the afterglow was almost gone and dusk was approaching, so Chen Ping'an went to find Li Huai who should be listening to Master's lecture.

Outside the window of the school, Chen Ping'an immediately saw Li Huai, who had the book in his hand raised high and a chicken pecking at rice behind it.

Sitting next to Li Huai were two peers of the same age. One was full of energy and could not sit still. He was looking left and right. He saw Chen Pingan early, and stared at Chen Pingan with big eyes.

Another child sat upright and listened attentively to the lesson.

Liu Guan saw that the young man in white kept looking towards him with a smile. He knew that the young man was definitely not the master of the academy, so he secretly made a provocative gesture of fisting.

As a result, the teacher shouted angrily: "Liu Guan!"

Liu Guan stood up obediently.

Li Huai, who was having an eternal dream, was frightened out of his wits. After waking up, he put down his book and looked around blankly.

The master immediately shouted: "And you, Li Huai! You two, copy the "Encouragement to Learning" five times tonight! Also, don't let Ma Lian help!"

The classes were over, and the old master walked out of the school with a straight face.

He nodded to Chen Pingan, who had already paid attention.

Chen Pingan bowed in return.

Walking out of the joyful and noisy classroom, Li Huai suddenly widened his eyes with an expression of disbelief, "Chen Pingan?!"

Chen Pingan smiled and waved.

Li Huai grinned and suddenly shouted, "Chen Ping'an, let me learn Grandmaster Li's invincible boxing skills!"
To be continued...