Sword of Coming

When the old scholar walked out of the landscape painting again, he saw the young Cui Chan still lying on the ground and pretending to be dead, coldly snorted and said: “What kind of decent way you are.”

Cui Chan stared blankly at the sky, “I was alive and didn’t look forward to it, but he was dead.”

The old scholar walked over and just kicked it, “Let’s not pretend to be pitiful here, I don’t want to know why Little Qi just wants you to fall, but not quick after removal?”

Cui Chan looked in a trance and murmured: “When you were kicked out of the Confucian Temple, Qi Jingchun, instead of being implicated by you, continued to rise in realm. This has explained a lot of problems. Qi Jingchun has long been qualified to stand on his own and Literary with you. Saint Lineage has long been in harmony, so he consciously has no right to kill me. I hope you will clean up the sect in the future.”

The old scholar was so angry that he kicked again, “Saving the abdomen of a gentleman with the heart of this lowly one, I’m talking about people like you! I count 3, if you still don’t get up, just lie down and wait for death. , Great Dao, don’t expect anymore, 3! 2! 2, 2…”

Cui Chan made up his mind.

The old scholar was so embarrassed that he had to turn around and wink at Chen Ping to help out.

Chen Ping nodded, took the Sophora Wood Sword from Li Baoping, strode forward and came to Cui Chan’s side. After expressionless said “one”, he stabbed the white clothed youth on the neck with a sword.

Momentum is big, power is deep, and the tip of the sword is accurate. Maybe Chen Ping didn’t even notice it. After experiencing the steady mood in the picture scroll, his hands finally caught up with Chen Ping’s thoughts, so this sword stabbed nowhere. There is no smoke and fire, but on the contrary, it has become more ruthless and murderous intention.

Cui Chan was so scared that he hurriedly got up.

Chen Ping put away the sword and nodded to the old scholar, which means that old Mister, your urgent need has been settled.

The old scholar sighed, looking at Chen Ping and the white clothed woman not far away, “Find a place and say something.”

The old man turned his head to Cui Chan and said while staring: “Keep up! The Great Dao opportunity that involves you, you pretend to behave and let Chen Ping hack to death count.”

The entire group walked to the yard, the old scholar looked around all around, glanced at the “little sky” supported by the snow-white lotus leaf, pinched with his fingers, hesitated for a moment, “Look in for a room to talk, Chen Ping, is there a suitable place? Son, it’s fine if you can talk, it doesn’t matter if you have a stool or not.”

Chen Ping glanced at Lin Shouyi’s main house. The lights have been turned off. It may be that Lin Shouyi has been cultivating in the pavilion for too long. He is exhausted and has rested. He had to abandon the biggest house and nodded to the old man: “Go to my house. Now, there is only one child named Li Huai sleeping. It is not a big problem to wake him up. Lin Shouyi is a cultivator. There should be a lot of attention, so let’s not bother.”

Sword Spirit sitting on the stone bench in the yard, said with a smile: “You talk, I don’t like to listen to those.”

Finally, the old scholar, Chen Ping, the teenagers Cui Chan, and Li Baoping were sitting on 4 stools and sitting around the table. Li Huai was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly. He was a child with a poor sleeping position. He had become sleeping sideways with his head. Hanging from the edge of the bed, you can sleep soundly,

Chen Ping familiar helped him straighten his body, put Li Huai’s hands and feet into the bedding, gently padded the corners of the left and right sides and the feet, so that the heat in the bedding would not be easily lost. Finally, Li Huai was like a quilt. It’s like zongzi.

After Chen Ping finished all these mundane things, he sat back on the stool, and Li Baoping asked in a low voice, “Little Master-uncle, do you help me cushion my quilt every night?”

Chen Ping said with a smile: “You don’t need to, you sleep much better than Li Huai, you fall asleep, and then you can sleep completely motionless until dawn.”

Li Baoping sighed and hit the palm of his hand with his fist. He regretted: “I knew that I should have a bad sleep appearance since I was a child. I blamed my big brother. If I lied to me, I can have a good dream when I sleep well.”

Chen Ping said with a smile: “When I come back to my hometown in the future, I want to thank you big brother.”

Along the way, Li Baoping talked about the biggest family member, this big brother, so Chen Ping had a good impression of this Scholar who likes to hide in his study.

The old scholar looked at the little girl and asked with a smile: “Are your big brother Li Xisheng living on Good Fortune Street?”

Li Baoping nodded, wondering: “What’s wrong?”

The old scholar laughed and said, “This name is a bit big.”

Cui Chan couldn’t help rolling the eyes when he heard this.

Li Baoping was a little worried, “The name is too big, isn’t it bad?”

The old scholar was happier, shook his head and said: “Achieving big, as long as you can hold it down, it’s good.”

Li Baoping is a little girl who likes horns the most, “Old Mister, how can I be able to hold it down?”

Cui Chan rolled his eyes again and finished. This time, the old fogey, who is so good as a teacher, must start preaching and teaching karma.

Sure enough, the old man glanced at all around. He didn’t see the broken mouth to eat snacks. He was a little regretful, and said slowly: “The nature is pure and good, the knowledge is great, the morality is very high, and the road of ten thousand li is all down. Got it.”

The little girl first put the seal on the table, shook her body, kicked off her little straw sandals, sat cross-legged on the chair, with arms around her chest, and said with a sad face: “But my big brother is not as great as the old Mister said, otherwise I Send a letter home and ask him to change his name?”

Cui Chan had to remind him: “old fogey, can we talk about business? Great Dao, Great Dao!”

Li Baoping picked up the seal silently, and he sighed at the four characters on the bottom of the seal.

Cui Chan shut up quickly.

Even if the old fogey cultivation base Heavenspan, but in the end like to be reasonable, the set of dead skin and face works.

But Chen Ping and Li Baoping, the two guys who were photographed by Qi Jingchun, one is a mud-legged guy who has never read a book, the other has a vast distance when reading a book, and he is Cui Chan now in Longyou Shoal. This is one big and one small, Cui Chan is useless no matter how heroic or heroic he is. There will be no other results except being beaten and humiliated. The harder you are, the more you suffer.

The old scholar conjured a jug of wine, raised his head and took a sip, glanced at the seal that the little girl put back on the table, a little sad.

Cui Chan is actually a lot of strange tonight. Although old fogey had true feelings in the past, he was an old-fashioned and pedantic guy when he was overwhelming majority. Wherever he sits, he looks like a golden body Divine Idol sitting on an altar. Especially in the years when learning was the most respected by the ruling and the opposition, when old fogey opened a class to teach Scriptures, there were more than 1000 “students” who sat down and listened upright?Emperor Royal General, Divine Immortal on the mountain, gentlemen and wise men, grandiose, and even Cui Chan, who betrayed the finished apprenticeship gate, would not deny that the old fogey at that time was really dazzling, like the sun and the moon hanging in the sky, the brilliance is overwhelming. The entire Star River faded.

But now he still kicks him 2 feet. When talking about Great Dao, he still drinks alcohol?

Cui Chan looks careless, but in reality he feels heavy.

After all, Cui Chan’s thoughts about the old fogey around him are extremely complicated, both admiring and hating, fearing and reminiscing.He, Cui Chan, the first disciple of the Literary Saint in the past, did not feel angry about his misfortune for his Mister?

On the side of the bed, Li Huai said in a dream, “Ah Liang Ah Liang, I want to eat meat! Cheap Ah Liang, just give me a sip of the wine in the small bottle gourd…”

Li Baoping eyes shined, Li Huai’s embarrassment, I can talk about it for several days after dinner.

Cui Chan heard the name Ah Liang and glanced at the old man quietly.

The old scholar coughed and looked at the three people present, “Okay, let’s get to the point. Chen Ping, Li Baoping, you should already know that I am Qi Jingchun’s Mister, and Cui Chan, who was once my first disciple, Qi Jingchun’s Eldest Senior Brother, because I was busy studying at the time, Qi Jingchun’s reading, chess, etc. were indeed taught by Head Disciple Cui Chan for my Mister. Finally, Cui Chan betrayed the finished apprenticeship door and made deceiving masters. The various activities of extinguishing ancestors, so that Qi Jingchun’s death in Black Pearl Paradise, Cui Chan can be regarded as a chess player in a game of chess. To say that Cui Chan was the murderer of his Junior Brother Qi Jingchun. Points, Ma Zhan, as one of my Honorary Disciples, is the same, except that Ma Zhan is not a chess player, but he is the culprit behind the scenes in the first chess game, a very important unreasonable player. Before I reach your hometown Before the town, this body was just the place where Cui Chan lived and stayed. The real Cui Chan is your Imperial Teacher of the Great Li Dynasty. It is an Old Guy who looks no younger than me.”

Li Baoping was full of anger, his eyes flushed with anger, and he stared at Cui Chan.

On the other hand, Chen Ping makes Cui Chan trembling in fear even more, with low eyesight and invisible expression.

The biting wild dog doesn’t show teeth.

Cui Chan is really familiar with Chen Ping’s character. After all, he pays more attention to the growth experience of Mud Bottle Alley as a teenager than Old Head Yang.

Cui Chan tried his best to stay calm, but in his heart, he was dead and dead, old fogey, you are very harmful.

The old scholar changed the subject and looked at Chen Ping, “If you have something, say hello to you first. If you promise me to do it again, I want to intercept a period of time and stream from you. Don’t worry, it doesn’t involve too much privacy. Do you want to start the chat tonight?”

Chen Ping nodded said: “Yes.”

The old scholar stretched out his palm, facing Chen Ping who was sitting opposite, shaking his wrists and rolling his sleeves. Soon after Chen Ping all around, wisps of water appeared, flowing slowly towards the palms of the old man’s hands, and finally turned into one. Only a crystal clear and near-transparent faint green water ball, the old man turned over the palm, with the palm of his hand facing down, touched the water ball gently, and the water flowed down to the tabletop, and a lively picture on the table appear.

Li Baoping’s eyes widened and his face was shocked, and he squatted down on the table, “Wow, Little Master-uncle, this is the mountain road where we met the ghosts in clothes, and me! Haha, it’s still my little book. The box is the most beautiful, and it really looks better than Lin Shouyi and Li Huai’s. They look stupid carrying the book box…”

From the wedding gown ghost holding an oiled paper umbrella and appearing on the muddy path, the lanterns are lit one by one, and a spectacular fire dragon appears between the mountains and the wild.

By the time Lin Shouyi took out talisman, it was still Ghost Wall. Instead of leaving the female ghost realm, he was abducted to the mansion where the “Elegant River High Wind” was hung.

In the end, Snow Wind Temple Sword Immortal Wei Jin One Sword Breaks Ten-thousand Methods, came there smartly, broke the deadlock, and successfully led the entire group to leave there.

The old scholar grabbed the table, and the stream of time gathered again into a group, pushed on Chen Ping, and once again fell apart and returned to Heaven and Earth.

This hand involves the Supreme Divine Ability of the Great Dao origin. It does not rely on Saint Small World or the mysterious Magical Artifact, so the old man is so easy to come by.

Li Baoping only finds it magical and interesting.

Cui Chan knows the goods, and he becomes more surprised. What is going on with old fogey? The Saint cultivation base is gone, why can he still possess great magical power?

The old scholar whispered: “This female ghost can’t be hated? Of course it’s hateful, killing innocent people, and committing crimes. Pitiful or pitiful? Also has several points of pitiful, as a ghost, the original nature is good, in the Imperial Court, not only suppressed destiny The merits, in the place, there are many good deeds, and the love with Scholar. This is a good conversation. In the end, I fell into such a situation. The gods hate the ghosts. They are all squeezed by the Great Dao. I am entangled with cause and effect. It’s a mess, and you won’t be able to repay this messy debt for several lifetimes.”

old scholar sighed, “So the hateful must have pity, right?”

Cui Chan is like a big enemy, dare not nodded or shake his head.

Li Baoping quickly entered the mode of “going up the mountain to kill the stumbling blocker”, thought about it for a moment, and said: “Hate more.”

The old scholar nodded said with a smile to the little girl: “So hateful and pitiful, how much more hatred? How much does the pitiful account for?”

The little girl thought about it again, “It’s reasonable, reasonable and legal, go back and do the calculations carefully?”

The old scholar smiled again and asked: “Li Baoping, legal and legal, of course not bad, but the question comes again, how do you determine whether the laws of the world are good or evil?”

The little girl was stunned. It seemed that she had never had this problem before, but she did not have stage fright. She said to the old man: “Old Mister, wait for me. This problem is the same as the Little Master-uncle last time. It is still a bit big. I have to think about it. miss you!”

The old scholar smiled kindly, nodded praised: “Good.”

Cui Chan looked at the old man’s familiar smile, and looked at the little girl who was focused and snorted, coldly snorted.

It is worthy of being Qi Jingchun’s Mister and Qi Jingchun’s proud discipline. Passed down, of common origins, and even the atmosphere of teaching is a virtue!

After the old scholar was stumped by the little girl, he turned his head and looked at Chen Ping with clear eyes, “I used to do academics and think about problems, and like to think about the bad things first. Today is no exception. The hateful person must have pity, this sentence It’s not a big problem in itself, but many smart people in the world like to posture that everyone is drunk and I am alone. They only talk about the pitifulness and deliberately skip the hatefulness.”

“Some people simply abuse compassion and compassion, and the’hatefulness’ is not imposed on themselves, so they don’t have that many skin pains. Instead, they like to point fingers, stand by and ask for tolerance. Chen Ping, what do you think is the problem? Where is the root cause? Know the people I’m talking about. Many of them have read books and are very knowledgeable. It is impossible to say that there are people who are experts in talking. Chen Ping, do you have any ideas? Just say whatever you think.”

Chen Ping hesitated to speak, and finally said, “Nothing to say.”

Cui Chan no longer cared about Chen Ping’s answer, and began to deduced silently, thinking about why old fogey would say this.

The old scholar glanced at Li Baoping and Cui Chan left and right, and said slowly: “The merits and demerits are human, good and evil 2 ask Hades. Why do you say this? Because everyone’s moral training, growth experience, and vision experience will be different. People’s hearts are ups and downs. How many people dare to claim that their conscience is the most righteous and peaceful?”

“So the Legalists took a shortcut and pulled the moral etiquette to the lowest line. Here, there is only this high, and it can’t be lower.”

When the old man said that, he stretched out a hand and drew a line under the desktop.

“Of course, these laws, as I said earlier, have the probability of a’dramatic law’. Here, I will not do derivative development, otherwise it will be difficult to finish it in 3 days and 3 nights. So in the final analysis, the law is dead, and the hearts of the people It is alive, the law is not enforced, and it is too dead to die, so it is still necessary to solve it.”

Having said this, the old scholar extended the hand again and pointed to the roof.

The old man turned his head and looked at Cui Chan, “Do you know why you asked that question, did I answer it so quickly?”

Which pot does not open which pot.

Cui Chan angrily said: “Because you prefer and value Qi Jingchun more. I feel that my knowledge of Cui Chan is all the waste paper in the trash can. I want you, Master Literary Saint, to spread it out and even dislike dirty hands. !”

The old man shook his head and said: “Because of your question, I had been thinking about it for many years before you. No matter how I deduced it, there was only one conclusion: a dike of a thousand miles burst because of an ant hole, flooding, it ended up being one. It’s out of control. Because not only is the symptom but not the root cause, but also on the premise that the foundation is not solid enough, this kind of excellent knowledge, but there will be big problems. For example, a high-rise building, the bigger and more beautiful you build, once the foundation Instability, it collapses as soon as the wind blows, hurting people more and more.”

Cui Chan was stunned on the spot, but still a little unconvinced.

The old man sighed, helplessly said: “You must know that our Confucianism is diseased, not perfect, that many rules, with the passage of the world, can not be done once and for all, 10000 lives are not easy. This is also normal, if the truth is the earliest People are the most right and best, what should future generations do? Why do you study?”

“The method given by the Most Sacred Master is the most general and the most mellow, so it is gentle and beneficial. It is a food supplement with 100 benefits and no harm, but the premise of the food supplement is based on everyone eating the food of Confucianism. right?”

“But sometimes, just like a person, with the decline of body functions, or the relationship between wind blowing and sun shining, there will be times when you are sick, and food tonic can neither be immediate nor save lives. This requires medicine tonic .”

“But 30% of the drugs are poisonous, so you need to be cautious. The ancient Saint dared to say which plants are medicines and which are poisons only after tasting 100 herbs.”

“You, Cui Chan, are so impatient, are you really willing to spend this mind? Your Junior Brother Qi Jingchun has reminded you many times that you Cui Chan is too smart, your heart is higher than the sky, and you never like to do kung fu in low places. How can this work? If you are a child and just want to be an academy Libation Chancellor, then the river you have dug, even if the dike actually has 1000 sores and 100 holes, in the end, the flood bursts and someone is saved. But you Once the Confucian orthodoxy becomes the mainstream and there is a problem, who will save it? Me? Or the sage, or the most saintly master? Even if these few help, how can you Cui Chan be sure, when the time comes? Explain that the Saint of Taoism 2 teaches, won’t it cause chaos? Will this Grand Virtue World become a world to promote their 2 teachings?

Cui Chan is still unwilling to admit defeat.

The old scholar was a little tired, “Although I thought about your knowledge of work earlier, you concentrated on it and later thought of it further than I did. In the end, I was also interested, and I thought it might be a try, so The real ‘3 4 battle’ hiding under the table was in the two dynasties of Divine Continent in Middle-earth. They promoted’Rites and Music’ and’Zigong’ respectively, and then looked at the pros and cons of their respective victories after 2 years. Of course, what the outcome is, everyone knows, I lost, so I had to imprison myself in Merit Virtue Forest.”

Cui Chan had an incredible face, when he stood up suddenly, “You lie!”

The old man said indifferently: “Forgot again? Arguing with others, your mentality should be righteous and peaceful, don’t be arrogant.”

Cui Chan sat down on his stool in despair, and muttered: “How could you bet on this, how could I lose…”

The old scholar turned his head and looked at the courtyard, “Attention, 10000000000000 don’t take it seriously.”

The tall woman replied lazily: “I know.”

The old scholar drinks a mouthful of wine and laughed at himself: “It’s the same with drinking wine, and it’s even more courageous to drink wine.”

The old scholar put down his hip flask, straightened his clothes, and slowly said: “The saint of rites is full of 2 words in our righteous world. Cui Chan, what’s the explanation?”

Cui Chan simply is subconsciously replied: “Order!”

After blurting out, Cui Chan was full of regret and regret.

The old man looked solemn and solemn, nodded said solemnly: “Yes, etiquette and rules are order. The second Saint in my Confucian orthodoxy, the saint of rites, he pursues an order. The world’s 2 things are orderly and well-mannered. These rules are all “suffer untold hardships” from the Great Dao side, one by one, one by one, and one by one, so that he built a self-deprecating “broken thatched cottage” that his old man ridiculed himself to block wind and rain for the 10000 surnames of the common people. The thatched cottage is so big that almost everyone has spent their entire lives, and the deepest part of learning can’t go to the wall, so big that the cultivation base of all cultivators can’t touch the roof. So this is the freedom and stability of all beings. .”

Cui Chan said with a sneer: “Then Qi Jingchun, his knowledge hit the roof, and Ah Liang, his cultivation base hit the wall. What should I do at this time? What should these people do? These humans Heaven’s Chosen Child, why can’t you go out of your own way, open the door of the house built by the Lord of Ritual, and go elsewhere to build another brand-new cottage?!”

Having said this, Cui Chan subconsciously reached out to the door of this room.

At this moment, the white clothed youth has a sharp face and an imposing manner.

It can be seen that Cui Chan has been involved involuntarily wholeheartedly, and it may even be not just the idea of ​​the young Cui Chan, but also the subconsciousness of the most complete Cui Chan deep in Divine Soul.

The old man said with a smile: “Pursue the absolute freedom in your hearts? Yes, but how sure are you to ensure that you will go through the door in the end instead of smashing the wall with a punch and breaking the roof? This thatched cottage that originally helped you shade the wind and rain and grew to its last height suddenly became wind and rain precarious, leaking on four sides?”

Cui Chan said with a big smile: “old fogey, you said you are absolutely free, what do you care about?! Why do you decide that after we break the old hut, the new house built will not be more The vastness is more stable?”

The old man laughed, “Oh? Didn’t you return to the origin of my Great Dao? You Cui Chan didn’t even break my yoke, and you want to break the order of the saint?”

Cui Chan angrily said: “How can this be human nature is evil? Old fogey you talk nonsense!”

The old man said indifferently: “Don’t ask me this question, I’ll open up to you, and take the opportunity of Divine Soul to be complete and extremely rare, and ask yourself what you want.”

Cui Chan dumbstruck.

In the end, it seems that between Heaven and Earth, there are only two people, old scholar and Chen Ping, one old and one young, sitting opposite each other.

The old man said with a slight smile: “The saints of rituals require order. Everyone understands the rules. I hope that everyone will follow the rules. After that, you will spread the knowledge of the wanderers. The imperial examination, extensive collection of cold, education for everyone, irrespective of background, provides the probability of a carp leaping through the dragon gate. The poor family is no longer without expensive children. The rules, all-round, hard work, and the more people are floating in the future. It’s hard to please. Human nature is evil, people who put down their chopsticks and scold their mother when they are full, what a human world.

The old man raised his head and looked at the young man, “So I, now I am looking for two words, order.”

The old man said to himself, “I just want to clear the order of 10000 things and 10000 things in the world. For example, it is hateful and pitiful, and the crux of the problem lies in the fact that the saint has taught the world enough’hateful’ and’pitiful’ Judgment criteria, but the world doesn’t know enough about the “priority”. You didn’t even know the “hateful”, so you ran to care about the “poor”, how can you do it? Right?”

Chen Ping nodded.

The old man smiled and asked, “If it just sounds like it, the order of 2 words, is it far worse than order?”

Chen Ping brows tightly knit.

The old man laughed heartily, no matter how much the young man can figure out, he was content and drank a sip, “If these two words are placed in the broken hut of the saint of ceremony, of course, it can only be regarded as sewing and repairing. I will die. That’s all, a repairer of moral Rites and Music, but if you put these two characters into a larger and wider place, it would be great.”

Chen Ping asked: “Where?”

The old man lifted the hip flask and placed it in the center of the table, then spread out his palms and swiped it heavily on the table, “In this way, the broken hut of hip flasks is just a resting place by the river for a long time. But.”

The old man paused for a while, said with a slight smile: “What kind of situation is this long river of time, the key depends on the riverbed. Although the two complement each other, but at the same time, there is indeed a’doing law’. There are many sayings in the world. Flow down, follow the trend, so I want to try it.”

Chen Ping asked: “The saint of rites is to keep people safe and live within the rules. Sometimes, a small group of people have to sacrifice…absolute freedom? Old Mister, you want everyone to follow you. In the order of the Great Dao you drew, go forward?”

The old man smiled and added: “Don’t think I’m gesticulating. My order is not too late. I just work on the source of the Great Dao. Then the water flows into the sea separately, or merges in the middle to become a lake. Whether it continues to flow, it is their own freedom.”

The old man leaned forward, took out the hip flask, took a sip of wine, and asked with a smile: “Chen Ping, what do you think? Would you like to be my discipline according to Qi Jingchun’s arrangement?”

Chen Ping appeared hesitant and stopped for the second time.

The old man’s expression smiled, amiable, and repeated: “Just say what you think of, don’t worry about the wrong or right, there are no outsiders here.”

The young man took a deep breath, straightened his waist, propped his fists on his knees, and said, “Because I haven’t really read a book, what is the order of the Lord of Ritual, I don’t know the order of the old Mister, I am more I can’t understand the essence in it.”

The old man said with a slight smile: “Go on, say it boldly. I have seen very bad people in the world, very bad things, and my temper has been tempered very well.”

Chen Ping’s eyes became brighter and brighter, “In a small town, I killed Cai Jinjian for myself, and I went to Mountain-mover Ape for my friend Liu Xianyang, and later promised Mr. Qi to escort Li Baoping to school, and later, I promised. Sister Divine Immortal wants to become Qi Refiner. I feel at ease about these things. Nodded, just do it. There is no need to think about it.”

Chen Ping continued: “Old Mister you said a lot before, and I have been listening carefully. After some thoughts, I think it makes sense. For example, the hateful and pitiful place, I think it is right, the order cannot be wrong, so at that time I just wanted to say that I wanted to kill that girl in a dress. I want to kill her even more now. I will definitely kill her in the future. I want to tell her that no matter how great your grievances are, it is not because you pass the pain to her. The reason for an innocent person, I want to tell her personally, you have your pity, but you damn it!”

This boy Mud Bottle Alley, who has always felt gentle, is unrivaled at this moment.

Chen Ping’s tone became firmer and firmer, and slowly said: “But for those things that I don’t understand, or even things that I can’t even think of so far in my life, I won’t take them into my own hands, because if I feel that I do If you don’t, why do you want to promise others? Is it because of sorry? Because you don’t agree to let others down? But the answer to the question is very simple. You have agreed and you have not had the confidence to do it. Disappointed?”

The old scholar smiled, his face was full, and after thinking for a moment, he lost his senses, and habitually stretched out two fingers, as if twisting a peanut from a dish.

In the small courtyard, the tall woman squinted and smiled.

Earlier, she deliberately put on a sorrowful and sad posture, the teenager rejected herself in a different way?

If it is replaced by Ma Kuxuan or Xie Shi Cao Xi and his like?

For the sake of a girl who has been far away in the sky and met within a month, take the risk to annoy a Sword Spirit who has survived 10000 years and needs to depend on each other in the future?

Is this a trivial matter?

It’s a small matter.

But it is definitely not a trivial matter.

The Great Dao dispute has been a long time, and there are some subtle questions. Too terrifying, this is the most unpredictable dangerous land.

Whenever the cultivation base of a Qi Refiner gets higher and closer to the sky, the flaws in his mood will be infinitely magnified. For example, if it is a flaw of Dao Ancestor, but the size of a mustard, once it turns into a real image, I am afraid the gap pierced by Yellow River Paradise by a sword is even bigger.

For example, in the seemingly trivial time, if it was the little child of Mud Bottle Alley, at the vendor’s “goodwill” invitation, the child chose the candied fruit stick that didn’t cost money, and took it over and had fun. The heart ate, and then bounced back to Mud Bottle Alley’s ancestral house. The candied fruit stick was eaten cleanly, and the bamboo stick was thrown away. It seemed that nothing happened, but really nothing happened?

Can young Chen Ping still have the chance he has today?

Inside the room, Chen Ping looked at the old man, “Even if Mr. Qi wants me to do it, but as long as I feel that I can’t do it, I will still refuse to agree. Just like some things, I thought about it seriously, but I still feel wrong. Now, even if someone holds a knife and puts it on my neck, I will tell him, no matter who he is, this is wrong.”

The boy’s tone was calm.

Chen Ping finally said: “I’m simply not the kind of person who can do a lot of knowledge. To me, reading and literacy is a very simple thing, just to be able to write Spring Festival couplets by myself and post them at my door. I can write tombstones for my parents, and at most I can read out some principles of life. I definitely don’t have too many ideas. Therefore, old Mister, I will not be your discipline.”

Cui Chan looked pale and sweaty.

Even Li Baoping felt that something was wrong. He sneaked up the seal from the table and was about to take it to shoot people. As for the bad guy Cui Chan or Mister’s Mister, she didn’t care. Little Master-uncle was the biggest in the world.

The old man just asked happily, “This is your current thinking, right? If you think it was wrong in the future, will you change your mind and ask me to accept you as a discipline?”

Chen Ping without the slightest hesitation said: “Of course! But if you don’t want to accept me as a student when the time comes, I won’t force it, regret it, maybe there will be, but certainly not much.”

The old man looked strange, “I dignified Literary Saint, the Saint who used to rank in the forefront of the Confucian Confucian Confucian Temple. I want to accept you as a closed-door discipline. What a blessing, a great opportunity for good things, suddenly hit you. Isn’t it the right thing to put it away quickly and drop the bag first for security? 10000 If there is a problem, there is a Mister in front of you anyway, what are you afraid of? No matter how you look at it, it is a good thing that 100 benefits and no harm.”

Chen Ping suddenly said, “There are some things that go against your heart. Don’t go out at any step.”

The old man sighed, “Since the time hasn’t arrived, I won’t be overwhelmed.”

The old man turned to smile, “I can’t be a master and disciple. I’m very disappointed as an Old Guy, but I think Qi Jingchun is not disappointed at all. Such Chen Ping is so fierce, like Qi Jingchun. It was the reason why he was in the alley at the beginning and was willing to reciprocate you.”

Chen Ping sounds unfathomable mystery.

The old scholar has slowly got up, looked at the three children, “Sit and talk, it’s a good thing.”

old scholar said with a smile: “But don’t forget, it’s more important to start and act, otherwise all moral articles will have no standing.”

The old scholar suddenly began to enjoy himself, smiled, and after holding his hands, he shook his head and walked out of the house, tsk tsk said: “Old Mister sits and talks, the young official starts to do it, good, great!”

Li Baoping angrily said: “Only the young official, what about me?!”

The old man opened the door of the house and said heartily with a smile: “Yes, yes, and little girl Li Baoping from Aquarius Continent!”

Chen Ping thought: “Sit down and talk about it and do it. This is a good reason, I have to write it down.”

The young Cui Chan sat there blankly, and suddenly shivered, came back to his senses and then suddenly got up and said to Chen Ping: “Mister!”

Chen Ping helplessly said: “Why did you come back?”

Cui Chan frivolous jokingly said: “Before Mister, you thought you can kill me, did you deliberately not want to pay back? There are several thousand silver taels.”

Chen Ping calmly said: “If you were killed by me tonight, as long as I have money in the future, Chen Ping will definitely help you build a tomb worth 2 1000 silver taels.”

Cui Chan’s face was embarrassed, and in the end he only suffocated one sentence, “I, Xie Xie, you.”