I have a role in the heavens

"More than too little, haste makes waste. With your physical strength, it is best not to practice for more than five hours a day, otherwise it will damage the fundamentals, which is not good!"

Zhou Jue looked at Chen Ping'an, who got up again after a brief rest, and spoke to stop him.

Chen Pingan then gave up practicing boxing, stopped walking, stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat on his face, and flicked it, and the crystal beads of sweat fell from the air and fell to the ground. The ground under his feet had long been soaked. , which is enough to prove how hard he worked just now.

"Mr. Zhou, am I really stupid? I can clearly see all of Miss Ning's movements, but when it's my turn to make these movements, my hands and feet are always out of control, and my movements are deformed. They are all twisted, as if they are not their own!”

Chen Ping'an scratched his head awkwardly, with care in his bright and pure eyes. He stared nervously at Zhou Jue's seemingly ordinary but very charming face. He gradually became lost in thought, and his mind was attracted by an inexplicable aura. Miao Miao Mingming.

"You are not stupid, on the contrary, you are smarter than ordinary people!"

"Some people act very smart, but they are just clever, not really smart; some people act very clumsy, but they are really smart, so you don't need to belittle yourself!"

Zhou Jue's expression was very calm and serious, his tone was unhurried, and he said to Chen Pingan calmly.

Chen Ping'an's face showed a bit of confusion. He didn't quite understand Zhou Jue's words. What does it mean to be smart but not really smart? How can a stupid person be a smart person.

Chen Ping'an is just the most ordinary young man in the small town. He doesn't have that much experience and knowledge. He has a pure mind and is sincere. It's normal not to understand these words. Zhou Jue thought for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed to the small courtyard next to him, his eyes A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and a dragon's luck hovered in the sky above the small courtyard. The purple energy condensed, and it was very noble, and he slowly spoke.

"For example, your neighbor Song Jixin, do you think he is smart?"

Chen Ping'an and Song Jixin have been neighbors for many years. After knowing that Song Jixin was an official, he learned the seeds of reading. He often heard the other party reciting articles on weekdays. Under the influence of his ears and eyes, he also understood some truths and knowledge. Knowing Song Jixin He is one of the smartest young people in the town, and he is very different from him.

"Song Jixin is a scholar and knows a lot. Mr. Qi and others also like him very much. Even the outsiders look at him differently. Of course he is a smart man. I listened to his idea and went to the porcelain kiln to make a living. !”

Song Jixin was originally a prince of the Great Li Dynasty, but he was secretly arranged in a small town and grew up as an illegitimate son of an official. He was Chen Pingan's neighbor. He had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child, but lacked the company of his family, so he became jealous of Chen Pingan's family affection. This jealousy led him to plot against Chen Pingan and try to destroy his life.

Zhou Jue frowned slightly, his eyes flickered, and he did not tell Chen Pingan the truth, but said lightly.

"Song Jixin has great luck and a very noble status. He can be said to be the pride of heaven, the dragon among men, and extremely intelligent. However, in my eyes, people like him are not worth mentioning. He is just a naughty boy playing tricks! "

Zhou Jue's tone was loud, and he didn't look down on Song Jixin, who was loved by everyone. Instead, he valued Chen Ping'an, the most ordinary poor boy in the town, which was very puzzling.

"Ah! Mr. Zhou, isn't Song Jixin even a smart person?"

"What about Zhao Yao? He is Mr. Qi's direct disciple. Can he be considered a smart man?"

Chen Pingan started to pick up his fingers, listed the smart young people in the town one by one, and asked Zhou Jue.

Although Zhou Jue has not been in Lizhu Cave for a long time and has never even gone to carefully understand the situation in the town, he seems to know everyone well. He shook his head slightly and said.

"Zhao Yao is the direct disciple of Qi Jingchun. He is somewhat smart and better than Song Jixin, but he has a frivolous personality and is trapped in the knowledge of the saints. He is not really smart!"

Although Chen Ping'an didn't know whether his evaluation of Zhou Jue was right or wrong, he still raised his finger again and said a name.

"What about Li Huai? All the capable people in the town like him very much. Is he considered a smart person?"

Li Huai is known as the son of luck and destiny. His mother is notoriously talkative, and his father Li Er is a ten-level martial artist who strictly controls his wife. His sister Li Liu is the reincarnation of the Water God, one of the Five Supremes, and she loves her younger brother very much. He has an eccentric personality and is deeply loved by the residents of the town. Although he was not outstanding academically, his luck was even better than that of He Xiaoliang and Huang Ting. He later became a close disciple of Shiwandashan Old Blind Man and was very favored.

Li Huai has the special ability to follow his words, and what he says often becomes reality. In the future, Li Huai and A Liang would become brothers. Although A Liang was the best swordsman in the world, he still often seemed helpless when facing Li Huai.

Zhou Jue's eyes moved slightly and he looked up in the direction of the small town school. In addition to Qi Jingchun's saintly appearance, there was a nine-color light beam of luck that was the most vast. The owner of this luck was none other than Li Huai. He is worthy of being called Emperor Li Tian. His luck is so strong that it is hard to believe that some people even speculated that he was reincarnated as the co-lord of Heaven.

"Li Huai has great power, is favored by heaven and earth, and has good luck, but he is not really smart. He can only be said to be not stupid!"

Zhou Jue's vision is higher than anyone else's. Li Huai is the darling of heaven and earth, favored by luck. Even the old blind man, who has a great road like the sky, looks at him differently. But here, Zhou Jue can only get Not a stupid comment.

"Qi numbers, destiny, chance, and external objects are all very important to Qi practitioners and martial artists, but sword cultivators are the ones who pay the least attention to these things!"

Zhou Jue's gaze fell deeply on Chen Ping'an. Seeing that he was about to break his fingers again, he shook his head slightly and said.

"Chen Ping'an no longer needs to count the people in the town one by one. Now among all the people in this Lizhu Cave, there are only two people who can catch my eye!"

"The first one is Qi Jingchun. He is a direct disciple of the fourth sage in the Confucian Temple. He combines the three religions into one. He has great determination, great perseverance, great compassion, and great wisdom. If he can survive the disaster, he will surely soar into the sky and become famous. Zong Zuo Zu, along with the founders of the three religions, can be said to be some of the top smart people in the world!"

At this time, Ning Yao came out. She had just heard Zhou Jue's evaluation in the room, and couldn't help but be curious, wanting to know who could be evaluated like this by her senior brother.

"Qi Jingchun, as a saint from the Three Religions family who sits in Lizhu Cave Heaven, is indeed remarkable, but my senior brother has such a high opinion of him. Isn't it a bit too much!"

Although Ning Yao is a natural swordsman with a bright sword mind, he is too young after all to see how powerful Qi Jingchun is. He simply thinks that this Confucian saint is unfathomable, but he will not surpass the Great Wall of Hedao Sword Qi. Chen Qingdu.

"Junior sister, you don't understand. Qi Jingchun has blazed a new path. He is the only Confucian genius who has broken the shackles of the sage master and is expected to integrate the true meanings of the three religions, establish a new sect, and reach the fifteenth realm!"

As soon as Zhou Jue said these words, Ning Yao's big eyes were filled with an incredible expression. His sword-like eyebrows were raised high, and he turned to look in the direction of the small town school.

"That Mr. Qi is so great. It seems that I underestimated him!"

"Senior brother, who is the second person who can catch your eye?"

Ning Yao withdrew her gaze and quietly placed her palm on the hilt of the knife at her waist, with a bit of excitement on her face. As a sword cultivator, what she likes most is to challenge powerful monks. She feeds herself by fighting. She is the most aggressive. .

"The second person that caught my eye was not one person, but two people!"

"The Taoist priest who saved you is considered half!"

When Zhou Jue said this, there was a bit of coldness on his face, and a cold light flashed in his eyes. He didn't have the slightest fondness for Bai Yujing's third master. This guy is just a troublemaker, and he is also very powerful. It's disgusting.

"Is that Taoist priest also an expert?"

Chen Ping'an didn't know Lu Chen's true ability, but regarded him as an ordinary Taoist priest who knew some fortune-telling skills.

"His status in the world of Qingming is comparable to that of Qi Jingchun's teacher. He is a direct disciple of Tao Ancestor and the third master of Bai Yujing. His Five Dreams and Seven Phases method is amazing. It's a pity that he can't understand the truth of reality. He is half asleep and half awake, afraid It is difficult to completely break one's dream and realize the true self. The highest achievement is the pseudo-fifteenth state!"

"That Taoist priest is actually a disciple of the Taoist ancestor, Lu Chen, Bai Yujing's third master. So what is his plan to save me?"

Ning Yao frowned slightly, her eyes flashing with sharpness. She was a smart person, how could she not notice the strangeness, and asked in a cold voice.

"It's just a plot against Qi Jingchun. He wants to eliminate a powerful enemy for his senior brother!"

Zhou Jue's eyes were cold, his sword heart trembled slightly, and a wave of evil energy rose into the sky, shattering the white clouds in the sky, cutting off all the breeze in the town, and the entire Lizhu Cave sky seemed to have become silent.

Kou Ming, the headmaster of Bai Yujing, is the first disciple of the Taoist ancestor. He is known as the "most recent Taoist ancestor of Taoism" and is half a step into the 15th realm. Because one Qi transforms the three pure things into one, the Tao is dispersed, seeking the path to heaven where the three religions can be unified into one. He has reached an unattainable level on the road of spiritual practice. He has a Confucian clone Li Xisheng, a Taoist clone Zhou Li, and the identity of the Buddhist clone is as elusive as a mist. This shows his profound understanding of the concept of the unity of the three religions. Understanding and practicing Qi Jingchun's path leads to the same destination. They are both Taoist friends and Taoist enemies.

Ning Yao's eyes moved slightly and he took a deep look at Zhou Jue. He knew that Lu Chen's plot against him had been cut off by his senior brother, so he no longer needed to worry about Lu Chen's plot.

"Senior brother, who is the remaining half?"

Qi Jingchun and Lu Chen are both the top monks in the Haoran world and the Qingming world. They are famous all over the world and have a great reputation. How amazing can someone be on the same level as them?

Zhou Jue's eyes slowly turned and landed on the equally curious straw-shoe boy. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a faint smile, and he spoke in a calm and gentle voice.

"Far away, yet so close!"

Chen Pingan had a look of surprise on his face when he heard this, and said with a slightly excited voice.

"It turns out to be Miss Ning. I didn't expect that she is so powerful. No wonder she can become Mr. Zhou's junior sister!"

Ning Yao suppressed the raised corners of her mouth. To be able to get such a high praise from her senior brother, Ning Yao had to show humility and not smile. It would make her look unstable and unable to withstand praise. After all, she could compete with Qi Jingchun, Lu Chen exists side by side.

Zhou Jue looked at Ning Yao who was pretending to be calm, rolled his eyes, and said with disgust.

"Junior sister, it is important for a person to be self-aware. Although you are a natural swordsman, with the highest qualifications and understanding in the world, and can naturally enter the fourteenth realm of pure sword cultivation, you are not a person with great wisdom, nor the kind of person who can The great master who opened a new path, the great sage!”

Ning Yao was furious when she heard this, and her little face bulged. She instinctively wanted to find trouble with Zhou Jue, but suddenly a flash of light flashed through her mind. An incredible expression appeared on her face, and she turned to look at Chen Pingan aside in shock. He's dull and doesn't look smart at all. Her slender jade fingers were trembling a little, pointing at Chen Ping'an's blank face, and asked in disbelief.

"That half is Chen Ping'an, the big fool?!"

Zhou Jue nodded slightly, seemingly not seeing the shocked expression on Ning Yao's face, and said with great certainty.

"It's Chen Ping'an!"

"No! No!! No!!!"

"Mr. Zhou, are you wrong? I'm just an ordinary small-town orphan with nothing special about me. How could I catch your eye?"

Chen Pingan looked panicked, swung his hands in front of him, even took two steps back, and quickly corrected him.

"Chen Ping'an, you must not underestimate yourself. Although you are not as wise as Qi Jingchun or Lu Chen, nor are you as talented as my junior sisters, you have a pure and innocent heart, an indomitable will, and an indifferent and peaceful detachment. These are far more important than external objects, Qi, destiny, and chance!”

Zhou Jue took a few steps forward, stood in front of Chen Ping'an, reached out and patted the young man's shoulder, and gave instructions with high hopes.

"Chen Pingan, you must keep this sincerity and never be disappointed in this world. I am optimistic about you!"

Chen Ping'an was stunned and looked at Mr. Zhou in front of him blankly. No one had ever valued him so highly and had high hopes for him. His heart was extremely excited. There was a hint of sparkle in his pure and bright eyes. He lowered his head. He moved his head, wiped the corners of his eyes with his right hand, his body trembled slightly, and there was a hint of suppressed crying in his voice.

"I understand, Mr. Zhou!"

On the other side, a big shot came to Song Jixin's small courtyard. He was the new official kiln supervisor in the town. He was wearing a white robe and jade belt. He was handsome, graceful and majestic. He had a vague aura of majesty and domineering on his body. He stood in the house. , looked around, frowned slightly, and spoke slowly with some dissatisfaction.

"Did someone named Song arrange such a shabby place for you?"

According to the most widely circulated theory in the town, the former superintendent, Mr. Song, was not good at his business and failed to produce royal tribute porcelain that satisfied the court. With that little hard work, he left a covered bridge and returned to Beijing to take up his post. He left Song Jixin as an illegitimate son, and only bought him a personal maid to take care of his daily life. He entrusted Song Jixin to his good friend, the new superintendent. I heard that this important man was also named Song.

Song Jixin pursed his lips tightly and looked at the new inspector. He looked very cautious and said nothing. As for his maid Zhigui, she had already taken advantage of it and hid in her side room, not daring to eavesdrop on her master.

Song Changjing was so imposing and majestic that Song Jixin lowered his head slightly, not daring to look directly at the man's sharpness. He smiled and continued.

"That's all, that sour scholar surnamed Song has always been cautious and cautious. He doesn't look like a big man, but more like a little girl. Otherwise, he wouldn't be allowed to look after you here."

Song Jixin didn't know his true identity, and his expression was gloomy and uncertain. The sour scholar Song Changjing spoke of was his nominal father. Although he was just an illegitimate son and was not taken seriously, he didn't want to hear others commenting on him so disdainfully.

"Before I came here, I had already met Fu Nanhua from Old Dragon City. He is such an unlucky man. He almost had his heart broken here. Your business with him will continue as usual. You will be responsible for your losses. I will not interfere. But before leaving, you must go to the covered bridge with me and kowtow a few times. Then you can go home with me, do what you should do, and sit on the seat you should sit on. , do your duty, it’s that simple, do you understand?”

Song Changjing glanced at the large box for storing items in the room, curled his lips, and said with some disdain, but he did not explain the reason to Song Jixin.

"Sir Song's words are not obscure. I understand them clearly! But why should I listen to you?"

Song Jixin was not a good boy, he was rebellious and smart. He had a bit of a sneer on his face and asked Song Changjing in a bad tone.

Song Changjing's face showed a little surprise. He looked at Song Jixin head-on for the first time. He was not annoyed by the young man's tone. Instead, he was more appreciative and said in a deep voice.

"That sissy surnamed Song said that you are extremely talented. She is really not afraid of flashing her tongue in her comments. You might as well guess, why do you think I am so talented?"

When Song Jixin heard Song Changjing insulting his nominal father, the anger in his eyes became a little more intense, but he couldn't bear to express it. He was a smart man and naturally knew that it was unwise to strike an egg against a stone.

"Why? Of course, given that I am a very unlucky young man with a great reputation, I can actually be your kid's biological uncle."

Song Changjing had a playful expression on his face, enjoying Song Jixin's reaction and chuckled.

Song Jixin was shocked, his face turned slightly pale, and he looked up at the handsome supervisor in disbelief. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Just because I am the number one martial artist in the Great Li Dynasty!"

Song Changjing turned a blind eye to the young man's reaction. He raised his head with his hands behind his hands and looked in the direction of the small town school. The image of a saint appeared in his eyes. He snorted in his heart and an astonishing fighting spirit emanated from his body. He thought disdainfully. .

"If I were not in this world, I would be able to kill you, Qi Jingchun, and other immortals from the Three Religions with one hand."

In the thatched hut of the school, Qi Jingchun was sitting upright, listening to the reading of the Mongolian children.

There is a classic in Confucianism called "Dali" that established the sect, and the "Cultivation Chapter" specifically mentions that a gentleman should sit like a corpse, because the corpse is the image of a god, and sitting like a corpse makes it solemn and solemn, as you can imagine .

At this moment, Qi Jingchun seemed to hear Song Changjing's heartfelt voice clearly, with a gentle expression and a gentle smile.

"It's great that a warrior is in charge of the country. It's just that the white dragon fish suit is not a good omen."

At this moment, Zhou Jue began to comment on everyone in Lizhu Cave, which attracted Song Changjing's attention. After hearing the other party's high praise of Qi Jingchun, he looked unkind, and a trace of evil and arrogance flashed in his tiger eyes. His face was full of disdain.