Chen Qingdu said calmly, "You don't have to fight for me. The old blind man was the one who was hurt the most at the beginning. So it was not like the rumors say that he lost his eyes after losing a battle with the ancestral demon in the wild world, but he lost his eyes very early."

Before, he stretched out his hand and cut out his eyeballs. One of them was thrown into the world of Haoran, and the other was dropped in the world of Qingming. I went to find him this time because I wanted to hear his words with my own ears, "No one can."

If you don’t help, it’s already very good.”

Ning Yao nodded.

Ning Yao drank half a bottle of wine and turned to look at the boss Sword Immortal.

Chen Qingdu laughed angrily and said, "Girl Ning, I'm not talking about you. You should go back to your home and take a look. This is my territory, Grandpa Chen. How can I be kicked out by you?"

Despite what he said, the old man still jumped off the wall and walked back to his hut.

In fact, he knew the reason. That boy had punched on this wall before.

Ning Yao took out a scroll from his sleeve, put the wine bottle aside, then leaned on the wall and spread out the revolving lantern of the long river of time. Is this the third or fourth time?

On the scroll, the scene was at the immortal tomb that she had also visited. A group of children were flying paper kites. There was a dark and skinny child sitting far away, appearing alone. While running, a group of children of the same age were flying paper kites, passing by.

Next to the guy, he tugged at the paper kite, then squatted down, picked up a piece of mud, and threw it hard. When he saw the figure who turned around and ran away, the tall kid with the paper kite in his hand burst into laughter.

Ning Yao stretched out a finger and tapped on the scroll, hitting the tall child on the forehead. She muttered a little.

She then took back her hand and just read the picture quietly.

There are actually many objects close by, but she only looks at one at a time.

She turned around, folded her hands under the back of her head, and gently shook one leg.

Like him, it has nothing to do with the picture scroll.

After seeing a painting, I just liked it and liked it even more.

Who she likes, Ning Yao, has nothing to do with heaven and earth.

Chen Pingan could practice a million punches stupidly for her.

But is this amazing?

Ning Yao opened her eyes. She felt that even if she died a million times, she could still like him.

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Mao Xiaodong told Chen Pingan that the undercurrent in the capital of the Sui Dynasty would no longer affect Shanya Academy. The happiest person was of course Li Baoping, who took Chen Pingan and started to wander around the capital. He invited his junior uncle to eat at the restaurant she often visited.

We spent more than half a month in two small restaurants in back alleys and visited various places of interest in the Sui Dynasty. Li Baoping said that there were still half interesting places that he had not visited, but through Cui Dongshan's chat, he learned that

The young uncle has just reached the second level of Qi Practitioner. It is a critical period when he needs to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth day and night. Li Baoping plans to follow the rules of his hometown and "save".

Chen Pingan began to practice real practice.

Use the pure Yang Qi at specific times during the day to warm the internal organs and resist the erosion of external evil and turbid Qi.

Use the clear yin energy absorbed at certain times of the night to nourish the two acupoints that have been opened to place the natal objects.

Since the refining of golden literary courage involves Confucian practice to a large extent, Mao Xiaodong personally took out a collection of poems and guided Chen Ping'an in reading through more than a hundred of the most famous poems beyond the Great Wall in history.

Knowing that Chen Ping'an had traveled so far away, he had never even visited an ancient battlefield site on the two continents. He had only seen a group of monks chanting sutras and chanting Buddha at a battlefield in the small lotus root blessed land, so he added

Chen Ping'an gave him a lesson.

The True Body Talisman of the Day and Night Traveling God has been "closed" by Mao Xiaodong. Otherwise, no matter how high the grade of the talisman is or how slow the flow of spiritual energy is, it will not be a good thing.

As for the method of opening the door, after Cui Dongshan told Chen Ping'an in detail about the origin of the true body talisman, Cui Dongshan went back to figure it out and fiddled with it, and finally it was done.

Cui Dongshan licked his face and said that he wanted to read the "Authentic Book of Alchemy". He was willing to pay his husband a small sum of money for every page he turned.

Chen Pingan did not agree.

Pei Qian went shopping with Chen Ping'an and Li Baoping several times. He really felt that it was more comfortable in the academy. He walked around every day, leaving in the morning and coming back at night. He was almost exhausted. How could he be with Li Huai in Cui Dongshan's courtyard?

After bragging and spanking, playing backgammon, and then finding excuses to stay in the academy, Chen Ping'an also felt that Pei Qian had come such a long way, and he was no less than them.

He just let Pei Qian play and fool around in the academy, but he would check Pei Qian's copying of books every day, and let Zhu Lian keep an eye on Pei Qian's walking and sword practice. Regarding martial arts, whether Pei Qian paid attention to it or not?

It's important. Chen Ping'an doesn't value it particularly, but a stick of incense can make a lot of difference.

Mao Xiaodong often chatted with Chen Ping'an, and one of them said, "Laws are just tools for governing the country, not the source of controlling turbidity."

It must be that Mao Xiaodong was worried that Chen Ping'an, his junior brother, would accidentally go further and further down the road of Legalism, so he had to give a warning.

Mao Xiaodong laughed at that time and said, "This sentence was not said by us Confucian scholars. It was not deliberately belittled by Legalists and promoted Confucianism. It was said by a cruel official of the Chinese Legalists who is famous in history."

Chen Pingan nodded in approval.

In Cui Dongshan's yard, Pei Qian and Li Huai often got together, turning over and over, reading the romance novels about knights and knights, at varying speeds, so they often quarreled over whether they should turn the pages. Occasionally, Li Huai

Baoping will also watch with them for a while, but Pei Qian and Li Huai like to watch the flash of swords, the flying flesh and blood, and the soul-stirring scenes of life and death.

Li Baoping also read these, but he preferred to look at those characters who may not even have names, and wondered why this person would say and do this in this place in the book.

One day, Zhu Lian took out a pile of manuscripts he had written. It was about a scene in the book where one after another the chivalrous women were in trouble and were humiliated by celebrities and unknown people. After Yu Lu secretly read it, he was astonished.

Zhu Lian felt that Yu Lu was indeed his confidant and he was very close to him.

Cui Dongshan's study room is filled with ancient paintings with a fairy spirit. Each scroll has pictures of birds singing and flowers fragrant, fresh rain in empty mountains, and pictures of an old man fishing in the cold river.

As a result, Li Huai and Pei Qian "added extravagance" that night and made unauthorized sketches on these famous paintings handed down from generation to generation, which greatly ruined the scenery.

For example, in Pei Qian, he painted a crooked birdcage for birds, which was inspired by the luancage of Miss Liu from Qingluan Kingdom.

Li Huai drew a strange fish that was bigger than the boat beside the boat.

Cui Dongshan was not angry after seeing it.

One day, Cui Dongshan took out a eccentric palace painting, a picture of skeletons and ghosts recuperating from the summer heat. He was very happy and said that he wanted to give Pei Qian some insights.

Pei Qian looked carefully and saw that a skeleton suddenly grew in size and almost broke through the scroll. Pei Qian was so scared that his soul almost flew away. He even dared to sit there blankly and cried silently.

Until he saw Chen Pingan, he just pursed his lips.

As a result, Cui Dongshan was chased and beaten by Chen Pingan. He punched and kicked him, yelled and cursed, and even the dialect of his hometown in Longquan County came out of his mouth. He grabbed a broom and hit Cui Dongshan on the back of the head. Cui Dongshan flew forward.

He went out, fell to the ground and pretended to be dead, and then he barely escaped.

Cui Dongshan occasionally talks about serious things.

That day, a bunch of people somehow got chatting about human lifespan. Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "You should know about snakes shedding their skin, right? I grew up in the countryside, so I must have seen a lot of them."

Chen Pingan nodded, Li Baoping, Pei Qian and Li Huai also nodded.

Cui Dongshan smiled and said, "If it is said that the human soul is the basis, and the rest of the skin, bones and flesh are the clothes, then guess how many pieces of 'human skin clothes' an ordinary person will have to replace in his life when he lives to be sixty years old?"

Pei Qian felt that this statement made her hair stand on end.

Cui Dongshan smiled and stretched out a finger.

Pei Qian's eyes widened, "Ten pieces?"

Li Baoping frowned and said, "One hundred?"

Li Huai just wanted to cause trouble. He liked to argue with Li Baoping and Pei Qian, and said carelessly, "One thousand!"

Cui Dongshan nodded and said, "In this life, a person will have to change a thousand pieces of human skin clothes without knowing it."

Cui Dongshan continued, "Coupled with those Qi Mansion acupoints that are incomparably in tune with heaven and earth, so there are spiritual beings in the world who are willing to transform into human forms after becoming spirits."

"The imperial porcelain from the Long Kiln in your hometown is obviously so fragile and vulnerable, most afraid of being bumped. Why does His Majesty the Emperor still order people to bake it? Why don't you just ask for the mud from the mountain, or a pottery pot with a stronger body?

?”

Li Huai laughed and said, "It looks good and is valuable. Cui Dongshan, why would you ask such a mindless question?"

Cui Dongshan scolded, "Yes, yes, you are the only one who has a brain and looks like a tiger with a tiger's head. If you are a tiger, you will be a bitch."

Li Huai made a face and said with a playful smile, "If you don't want to listen, I'm just a bastard chanting sutras."

Chen Pingan smiled knowingly.

Chen Ping'an was sitting in the corridor of Cui Dongshan's courtyard one day. He picked a sword gourd but did not drink any wine. He put his palm against the mouth of the gourd and gently shook the jug.

There is no one around in the small courtyard for the time being, and it is rare to have a moment of peace.

After refining the two natal objects of water and gold, refining the third natal object belonging to the Five Elements has become an unavoidable hurdle.

But according to Zhang Shanfeng, for an ordinary Qi practitioner, three items are enough. One for attack and one for defense. The last one helps the Qi practitioner absorb spiritual energy faster. This is already a pretty impressive achievement for a monk under the Earth Immortal.

Regarding whether the two flying swords on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month could be refined into Chen Pingan's own natal objects, Cui Dongshan was vague. He only said that the Lihuo flying sword cultivated by Yuanying sword was given to him as a thank you.

She successfully refined it into a natal object. Compared with the natal flying sword of the sword cultivator, it seems that there is not much difference, but in fact it is different from clouds and mud. It is more useless. But the so-called tasteless is compared to the monks of the upper five realms.

Ordinary Earth Immortals, given this opportunity, can deprive an Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator of his natal flying sword and use it for his own use, and can still burn high incense.

Fire, earth, wood.

There are three natal items left.

Chen Ping'an had completely given up on the idea of ​​using the five-color soil of the Great Li Dynasty as the natal object.

The old Taoist temple master once asked the little Taoist boy carrying a huge gourd to pass on a message, which mentioned that Miss Ruan Xiu's fire dragon could be used for refining, but Chen Pingan was not crazy, let alone this kind of thing.

Chen Ping'an felt helpless just thinking about Ruan Qiong's thief-proof eyes. I'm afraid that as long as Ruan Qiong knew about this thought, he would definitely be cast into a sword by this military sage.

Hammer, hammer him into a puddle of flesh.
To be continued...