The young novice monk said earnestly: "Mr. Chen once said that you should be courteous and courteous in everything you do and don't be arrogant."

A warm voice sounded behind the young monk, "No, I didn't say that."

The young novice monk immediately turned sideways, clasped his hands together, lowered his head and said, "Mr. Chen is best at giving good words and kind words to people. I haven't said them yet, but I will say them later."

Ge Ling turned around and greeted the visitor with a respectful expression, "I have met Mr. Chen."

Chen Pingan clasped his fists in return and said with a smile: "I'm here to catch up with friends and catch up on old times. You guys are just busy with business."

Su Lang immediately stopped the carriage and did not dare to rush forward.

Because they recognized each other's identity.

Zhou Haijing was about to lower the curtain and stopped. His moist peach blossom eyes narrowed in an instant and looked at the man in green shirt standing next to the little bald head. The little monk was probably too short, which made the man look particularly slender.

The dual intuition of the woman and the martial artist on the mountain made her realize that this uninvited guest floating down from the heights of the alley in front of her was definitely not something to be trifled with.

The Great Li Martial God Song Changjing, the Great Sword Immortal of Fengxue Temple in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and the former leader of Zhenjing Sect Wei Ying... are all wrong.

It's strange, how could he be able to make himself feel completely invincible and unable to win?

Chen Ping'an nodded secretly. This Grandmaster Zhou was indeed a man of the same ideals. He was diligent and thrifty in managing his family and was not willing to spend money on things like a mirror and a fairy tale.

Su Lang's expression changed slightly, and his mood was extremely complicated. He quickly gathered his thoughts, gathered his voice into a line, and reminded Zhou Haijing: "Miss Zhou, be careful of this person, he is the Chen Ping'an who asked the sword from Zhengyang Mountain!"

Of course, Su Lang did not miss the grand Zhengyang Mountain celebration.

He and Mengyu Shan were in the same embarrassing situation, but compared to the latter, the Qingzhu Sword Immortal was a little better. During the turmoil near Jianshui Villa that year, the two parties could barely get together and break up.

After Zhou Haijing heard the name "Chen Ping'an", his expression brightened, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances at the young swordsman who is now the most famous in Aquarius Continent. It is very likely that he is also the youngest master of the sect in the world.

It almost makes my ears tingle, I can't afford to offend him, a swordsman who can make Yuan Zhenye punch like an itch on my body, if I provoke him, I will only lose money.

She immediately lowered the curtain, packed the large and small items in the carriage, slung a large package across her body, bowed her head and bent out of the carriage. She was about to jump off the carriage, "Then I will go with Ge Zhenren. Mr. Su, could you please help look after me?"

The carriage is here."

The rivers and lakes are deep, drowning the brave, and the winds on the mountains are strong, blowing away the fairy tales.

Ge Ling smiled and said, "I'll just help you drive."

Su Lang hesitated for a moment and got off the carriage.

Chen Pingan turned sideways, stood at the base of the wall, and gave way to the carriage.

Zhou Haijing sat back down, then opened the curtains on the side of the car, and asked with a smile: "Chen Jianxian, may I ask one more question, just to make sure, we don't have any grievances, right?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded: "I have never been masked before, and I have no grievances. But I watched the battle from a distance and learned a few boxing moves from Mr. Zhou, and I benefited a lot."

Zhou Haijing smiled with squinted eyes, naturally charming, raised her arm, and gently wiped the remaining makeup on her cheeks, "It's just that I look a little ugly at this moment, which makes Chen Jianxian laugh."

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

Zhou Haijing was suspicious, sir? I am a woman, so it is not appropriate to call an aunt like this.

These monks on the mountain are really strange.

Just don’t show your timidity. I come from a small place and have never read a book. She looks good, but it’s just a book, and men will only rush to flip through it.

I believe that the young swordsman is probably from the great Li family. Hehe, a descendant of the Jia clan, it’s annoying just to look at him.

The carriage slowly drove out of the alley, and the sound of the wheels gradually faded away.

Chen Pingan turned around and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Su Jianxian for breaking through."

Su Lang immediately clasped his fists and said, "Da Li worships Su Lang, and I am honored to meet Sect Leader Chen again."

Listening to Su Lang's self-introduction, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but laugh. He was not blind, so he could see such a big Ministry of Punishment brand.

Of course Su Lang was extremely nervous, but he had nothing to do with Song Yushao these years. Logically speaking, Chen Ping'an shouldn't cause trouble for him.

It's just that this kind of sword fairy who occasionally comes down from the mountain to play in the world has an unpredictable temperament and an illusory trace of the fairy. Every time he strikes, based on his mood and regardless of right or wrong, the sword light will fall straight down and his head will roll.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, Aquarius Continent now has many restrictions on these lawless monks who look down upon the princes. Moreover, after Su Lang was recruited by the Dali Punishment Department, he did several secret things, targeting,

They are just a few groups of forbidden monks who think they are acting covertly.

But the most hurtful thing at this moment is that Zhou Haijing left herself here alone, woman.

Chen Pingan took out a "nothing" sign from his sleeve and said, "What a coincidence, I am half the same party as Su Jianxian."

Su Lang glanced at the Wu Shi tablet, and it turned out to be a third-class Wu Shi tablet... only slightly higher than the candidate for worship.

Su Lang was inevitably a little embarrassed.

Chen Ping'an didn't want to take the opportunity to tease Su Lang, but he just told him not to think too much and not to imitate the immortal Yun Jie from Jiuzhen Immortal Pavilion.

The two of them walked side by side in the alley. Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "I have traveled to foreign lands over the years and have been away from Aquarius Island for a long time. I have just returned. How is Senior Song's Jianshui Villa?"

Su Lang carefully drafted the manuscript and carefully considered every word: "After we said goodbye that year, I have never been to Senior Song's villa again. I only heard that he gave up his ancestral villa and moved to the border of Shushui Kingdom.

As a neighbor of , if I hadn't participated in several Dadu wars, and later went into seclusion, and then came to the capital, I should actually have gone to congratulate Mrs. Liu at the mountain shrine. I heard friends in the world said that Senior Song has been

My body is still strong and I have been to many rivers and lakes and often go out to relax. This is a good thing. When I have some free time, I should make up for that gift when I return home next time."

Chen Ping'an always looked cheerful, like two old friends from the world reunited after a long separation, only missing a bottle of good wine each. He nodded and smiled: "That's what it is, Su Jianxian has his heart. Old friends from the world, you are all right, no matter what."

Good thing."

Su Lang's originally tense heartstrings relaxed a bit.

"By the way, Songxi Country is close to Shushui Country and Caiyi Country. Has Su Jianxian ever heard of the Liu family who was born in Rouge County of Caiyi Country?"

"Zongzhu Chen is talking about the old minister Liu, or the two brothers Liu Gaohua and Liu Gaoxin?"

Liu Gaoxin was originally a direct disciple of the Shen Gao Sect, but due to bad luck, he was seriously injured in that battle and his path was hopeless. He did not return to the sect and only practiced at home. Liu Gaohua was an ordinary master, but in Su Lang's eyes, he was even more intolerable.

He was underestimated because he had the status of an official with the capital of Da Li.

Chen Ping'an said: "We are all old friends."

Su Lang understood immediately.

As if remembering something, Chen Ping'an took out a pot of Baihua Brew and handed it to Su Lang, "Excuse me, Su Jianxian, to help pass this thing to Master Liu Xian. I won't say any polite words of thanks to Su Jianxian."

Su Lang took the pot of immortal brew from the mountain that he had never seen before with both hands, and said with a smile: "It's a small thing, a little effort, Sect Master Chen doesn't need to say thank you."

Su Lang already knew that when he returned home in fine clothes, he would drop by Song Yushao from Shushui Country and Liu's family from Caiyi Country. From now on, it would be simple. There was no need for frequent exchanges, otherwise he would be inferior. All he had to do was to keep secrets of both parties.

Just brush it for a few minutes.

Chen Ping'an and Su Lang walked to the entrance of the alley, stopped first, and said, "Let's say goodbye."

Su Lang clasped his fists and said goodbye, but suddenly couldn't hold it back and asked, "May I ask how old Sect Master Chen is now?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Less than a hundred."

Su Lang sighed: "Sect Master Chen is truly a genius in the art of swordsmanship. In the eyes of younger generations, he is no less powerful than the great swordsman Wei of Fengxue Temple."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said nothing. No wonder this Green Bamboo Sword Immortal could be in the same group as Zhou Haijing. One of them didn't look at the flowers in the mirror, and the other didn't read the landscape newspaper.

On the other side of the carriage, Zhou Haijing joked through the curtain: "Ge Daolu, you must be worshipers in the palace. Is it possible that His Majesty wants to meet a common girl?"

The little novice monk sitting sideways next to Ge Ling had his legs hanging in the air and quickly chanted the Buddha's name.

The fragrance of powder in the carriage oozed out from the purple bamboo curtain, making the young monk almost dizzy.

Ge Ling was skilled in driving. His father was a general and he was familiar with bow and horse at a young age. He smiled and said, "Master Zhou is joking."

The young novice monk was filled with envy, "Master Zhou and Mr. Chen met by chance today, and Mr. Chen was able to call him sir. It really makes this young monk very envious."

Zhou Haijing joked: "How can a monk care about this kind of false reputation?"

The young novice monk immediately shook his head vigorously and said: "But you can't be called 'monk'. The young monk has not yet received the ordination."

Ning Yao returned to the inn and saw two unexpected people. He asked with a smile: "Why are you here?"

Pei Qian, holding a hiking stick. Cao Qinglang, wearing a Confucian shirt.

Pei Qian smiled and said: "I received a message from Master Feijian earlier, saying that he would stay here for about half a month. The younger brother asked Cao Qinglang to come here to attend a wedding banquet, saying that it was not appropriate for Master to show up, and Cao Qinglang's identity was more suitable.

, I will follow you here to meet Master and Master."

Cao Qinglang bowed and said, "Student Cao Qinglang, I have met my master's wife."

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Pei Qian finally knelt down and kowtowed without saying a word.

Straightening up, Cao Qinglang explained: "Pei Qian accompanied me to Beijing on this trip. It is because the younger brother wants to prevent some unnecessary accidents. Furthermore, I need to formally resign from my post with the Hanlin Academy."

Leaving Aoping Continent, we went south to Tongye Continent to choose the location for the next sect.

Originally, according to the younger brother's wish, he wanted to retain his status as a Hanlin editor, saying that the younger brother had his own means.

However, Cao Qinglang did not agree. He only received his salary and did nothing, and did not go to the Yamen. After all, he was not in line with etiquette. If you want to correct your heart, you must first be sincere. As a scholar of the literary sage lineage, you need to act with sincerity.

criterion.

Ning Yao nodded, "Your master has to meet a friend from the world and won't be back until later."

She and the old shopkeeper borrowed two benches. After sitting down, Ning Yao immediately asked: "Why didn't you go and see the boxing show at the Fire Temple?"

Pei Qiannanyan replied: "It's better to wait here for Master."

Cao Qinglang sat on the other bench and remained silent.
To be continued...