I have a role in the heavens

Zhou Jue's expression moved slightly, and a trace of relief flashed in his eyes. Chen Ping'an had grown up and was able to protect his disciples. He was no longer the orphan from Mu Ping Lane who couldn't even protect himself.

Words are false, while example is true. Chen Ping'an did a great job. Pei Qian is just a little girl. Good and evil have not yet been determined. She is like delicate but fragile porcelain. Whether she will be a noble person in the future or become a broken pot by the well depends on whether she is taught well or not. If it is taught well, the shape will be straight; if it is not taught well, it will grow crookedly.

"Yes, Master, I remember!"

Pei Qian nodded her little head hard, with a bright smile on her face. A sense of security that she had never felt before came to her heart, making her feel extremely at ease. She clutched Chen Ping'an's sleeves tightly with her little hands, as if It is to find support in life.

Seeing that the little girl was no longer as worried as before, Chen Pingan turned around and went back to the room. Only Zhou Jue, Pei Qian, and a few big men with frightened faces were left there.

Zhou Jue ignored the seriously injured men and turned to look at the vast sea of ​​clouds. The white clouds were like cotton, as big as mountains, with different shapes, strange and spectacular. He seemed to suddenly have some pride, and with his right hand He reached out of the boat, spread his fingers, and grabbed it gently. Countless clouds were kneaded into a ball, and he opened his mouth and sucked it in, swallowing it into his belly.

Zhou Jue flipped his palm, and a wine pot appeared at some point. He raised his head and drank, using clouds to accompany the wine. He was bold and generous, with amazing bearing, and laughed loudly.

"It must be that the immortal was so drunk that he crushed the white clouds into pieces!"

When Pei Qian saw this scene, he had an expression of amazement on his face. He completely forgot about the fright he had just received. He also followed Zhou Jue's actions and walked to the bow railing. He stood on tiptoes and looked out. The clouds were like It looked like the biggest marshmallow in the world, which made her greedy. She stretched out her hand and made a few grabbing gestures, then stuffed it into her mouth, patted her belly, and felt satisfied, so she stopped sulking with the adults.

"Is it delicious?"

Zhou Jue asked the little girl Hei Tan with a smile. The golden sunshine shone on his body, as if it were covered with a layer of rays of sunshine, shining and sacred.

"It's delicious, sweeter than candied haws on a stick!"

Pei Qian answered Zhou Jue's question in a serious manner, with a serious look in Sunyue's eyes. He didn't know whether she wanted to say that she was sweet in her heart or sweet in the clouds.

"Remember this sweetness and don't let your master down. You are very similar to him when he was a child, so he hopes that you can live a carefree life and follow the right path to make up for the regrets he had when he was a child!"

An illusory and long river of time appeared in Zhou Jue's eyes, and scenes emerged, which were Chen Pingan's childhood years. He used the magical power of heart-to-heart to reflect these images into the mind of the little black charcoal girl.

There were paper kites placed in the immortal tomb, and there was a dark-skinned child squatting alone in the distance, admiring those running peers and those paper kites flying high in the sky.

Go to Yang's pharmacy to buy medicine, go back to cook medicine, and cook on the small bench. He secretly ran to the Immortal Tomb to pray to the dilapidated statue.

Later, under the bright sun, I went up the mountain to collect herbs with a basket that was almost as big as him. As a result, my shoulders were burning. I picked up the basket and started crying while walking at the foot of the mountain.

I was so hungry that I walked up and down Mud Bottle Alley again and again, and finally a woman opened the door.

Time flows gurglingly, and the pictures slowly change. Chen Pingan changes from a child to a teenager. The final picture is fixed at the east gate of the town that day. Chen Pingan stands inside the door, waiting to earn copper coins by running errands and delivering letters.

Pei Qian's eyes were full of light, and the expression on his face was changing. He didn't speak for half an hour. Finally, he looked at the vast sea of ​​clouds, with various emotions such as distress, sadness, concern, and murderous intent flashing in his eyes, and he said to himself.

"Song Jixin and Zhigui both deserve to die. I happen to have one sword and one sword. Then I will chop off my head with one sword and pierce my heart with one sword!"

"No wonder Master can weave straw sandals to make book boxes, he can do anything."

"Haha, Master is also greedy for candied haws. Huh? Why did Master run away? Didn't the man selling candied haws give Master a bunch? I don't understand."

"This sissy man from Long Yao is a bit like that old man named Shi Rou."

"The tree at the tomb is the regular tree that Master mentioned when chatting with Xiaobai, right?"

"Why does this old man Yao always like to scold Master? He is blind."

"Could this sister outside the door be the girl that Master likes? She's not much prettier than the one on Sui's right. She seems not as good as Huang Tingli, the female crown who taught me swordsmanship."

"Crack!"

Zhou Jue reached out and knocked the little Hei Tan girl's chestnut, glared at her, and said.

"Ning Yao is my junior sister, and she will also be your junior wife in the future. How can you not criticize and comment? If you disrespect your elders, you should be beaten!"

Pei Qian covered his head with his hands and squatted on the ground. With tears in his eyes, he said aggrievedly.

"Uncle, it hurts too much if you hit someone. I'm still young. What if I get knocked unconscious!"

"It's a good idea to beat him stupidly. You are just too conceited and far less honest than your master. Children like this are not lovable!"

Zhou Jue didn't pay any attention to his own image. He was wearing a wide Confucian robe and looked elegant and handsome. He actually sat directly on the ground and continued with a faint expression.

"There are some things your master hasn't told you, let me tell you!"

"He originally thought that all the parents in the world would be eager to leave all the good things to their children, but later he realized that this was not the case. There are still mothers in the world who would secretly hide steamed buns and choose to eat them alone in the middle of the night. Even if my daughter is about to starve to death, she is unwilling to take it out. "

When Pei Qian heard this, he sat down on the ground with a sad look on his face. He turned his head to the other side and turned his back to Zhou Jue, not wanting to expose his weak side to this very powerful uncle. before.

Zhou Jue could clearly sense Pei Qian's emotional changes. He chuckled and placed his palm on the little girl's head. It was warm and broad, which also gave people a sense of security. He rubbed the little girl's head hard and The messy hair seemed to have turned into a chicken coop, and the sadness in Pei Qian's heart magically disappeared.

"Pei Qian, do you know what were the three most difficult times for your master, Chen Ping'an, when he was in the small town?

The little black girl turned her head, the tears in her eyes had disappeared, she scratched her face, thought about it carefully, and then answered hesitantly.

"One is if the woman didn't open the door, so the master was very kind to that little slug. The other is that it was the first time he went to the mountain to collect medicine, so the master was very grateful to that old man Yang. The last one, I can't think of."

Zhou Jue nodded slightly, very satisfied with Pei Qian's answer. He knew it if he knew it, and didn't know if he didn't know it. He paused and said in a deep voice.

"The last time was that string of candied haws, you probably can't even figure it out without breaking your head!"

A look of astonishment appeared on Pei Qian's face. In her opinion, the string of candied haws had nothing to do with the most difficult thing. How could it make Master so sad?

"Everything in the world, people in the world, and people's hearts seem complicated, but in fact, as long as you can see the extremely subtle details, they all have a context to follow. If you were here at the beginning, you could eat that bunch of candied haws, so feel free to eat it, kneeling before me Begging for food on the ground, stealing It's okay to eat, rush to eat, and eat a whole stall of candied haws. But Chen Ping'an can't eat even one. People who have gone through hardships are tough, and they don't dare to see good things and good people that come out of the blue. Touch that happiness!”

Pei Qian's face showed a more confused expression. She was still young and could not understand or understand the meaning of Zhou Jue's words, so she scratched her head in distress.

Zhou Jue sighed and looked at the sea of ​​clouds in front of him. A look of sadness appeared on his handsome and elegant face. He turned to the little girl Hei Tan and continued.

"Pei Qian, anyway, don't let your master down!"

Although Pei Qian didn't understand what Zhou Jue meant, he kept the last sentence in mind. He frowned, lowered his head and tugged at his fingers. After calculation, he seemed to have made his master angry.

"The sky has the sun and the moon to shine on all directions, and people have eyes to see everything clearly. Pei Qian, you are very lucky to meet Chen Pingan. It is like Chen Pingan met Qi Jingchun."

Zhou Jue stood up and walked towards the ferry room. The golden sunlight shone down, leaving a long shadow on the ground, which was profound and thought-provoking.

The little black girl blinked her eyes, stood up from the ground, glanced at Zhou Jue's back, then looked at the vast sea of ​​clouds, and shouted at the top of her voice.

"Uncle, I remember everything you said!"

"Can you teach me? The great magical power of swallowing clouds you just used is so majestic!"

"If you don't teach me, you are too stupid to learn. You should just practice boxing and sword practice!"

Zhou Jue raised his right hand high and waved his palm, free and easy, with a hint of disgust in his tone, and directly rejected the little girl's request.

"If you don't want to teach me, I won't teach you. I'll learn it myself. When I master my crazy swordsmanship, I can become very majestic, not necessarily inferior to your magical power of swallowing the clouds!"

Pei Qian's little face was wrinkled, and she held the hilt of the bamboo sword at her waist with her palms, a determined look on her face. She was born with martial arts skills, and in the future, martial artists in the world should respect her. Little Tunyun There's nothing extraordinary about magical powers, so I don't care about them.

Although the words in Pei Qian's mouth were very strong, he still stood near the bow railing again, stood on tiptoes and looked out, aimed at the clouds as big as mountains, grabbed them hard, and then stuffed them into his mouth. It seemed that Zhou Jue had learned the magical power of swallowing clouds, and he giggled.

"It's no use trying to envy what you said you can't learn!"

Suddenly, Zhou Jue's joking voice came from a distance, which startled Pei Qian. He quickly retracted his little hand, and said with a serious look as if he was a thief with a guilty conscience.

"I'm not envious, and I'm not trying!"

Pei Qian quickly left the bow railing and looked in the direction of the ferry room. He didn't see Zhou Jue. He scratched his little head and murmured in a low voice.

"Wow, this immortal uncle has opened his eyes, so he can see me too!"

Pei Qian quickly took out his precious talisman from his sleeve, the pagoda demon-suppressing talisman, and put it on his forehead, hoping that this yellow talisman could block his uncle's prying eyes.

Little Miss Pei Qian's performance today made Zhou Jue and Chen Pingan very satisfied. She changed her past temperament, acted out of her heart, bumped into someone, and her first reaction was to sincerely apologize. As for the big man behind, she did not accept the apology and still To be cruel to the little girl, that's when the elders like them need to step forward.

After that, the time on the Xianjia ferry passed slowly. There are many landscape-shaped scenic spots with signs of Xianjiadongfu on the mountain. It is impossible to build a Xianjia ferry that requires a steady stream of fairy money. Therefore, this ferry cannot dock. However, some immortals who can float in the air and control the wind have been prepared early. The boat takes the guests arriving at their destination on the ferry to the small ferries on the hills.

Passing by the famous Diaoyutai located in the northern border of Qingluan Kingdom, there were especially many people disembarking from the boat. Zhou Jue and others stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the huge sea of ​​clouds floating between the two majestic mountains. The two Diaoyutais, which flow like streams and confront each other on the left and right, are built on the top of the mountain beside the sea of ​​clouds. From time to time, you can see colorful birds fluttering their wings and breaking through the sea of ​​clouds. After arcing in the void, they fall into the sea of ​​clouds again.

Pei Qian was fascinated by what he saw and regretted that he couldn't fly against the wind, otherwise he would fly over, hold a hiking stick, hit the birds and flying fish with the stick, catch them and run back to the ferry. He should be able to sell a lot. With money, maybe with a few more trips, she could buy a Turbot box or even a Turbot rack.

Among Chen Ping'an's group, only Zhu Lian is an eighth-level martial artist who can ride the wind and fly into the sea of ​​clouds to catch birds and flying fish. Several others, even if they possess Du Mao's physical remains, Even Shi Rou can't shed it. At most, it has rough skin and thick flesh, so it can be used as a human shield and can withstand beatings.

"Uncle, you have incredible magical powers, just catch some birds and flying fish, and we will get rich!"

Pei Qian turned to look at her master Chen Ping'an. The six-level martial artist had just developed a martial courage and was still unable to fly in the wind. She shook her head and looked at the old cook again. This guy was not at odds with her. Her eyes were always against her and not suitable for her. Finally, she looked at the elegant, handsome and personable uncle and encouraged him.

Zhou Jue's face showed an expression that was half-smiling, and his eyes were deep and dark. Pei Qian felt inexplicably guilty, and his eyes began to dodge, feeling that his little plan might not be possible.

"Okay, I'll catch a colorful bird for you and exchange it for some fairy money. It can be regarded as a meeting gift from my uncle!"

Zhou Jue agreed readily and unexpectedly. As Pei Qian's elder, he didn't give her any gifts when they first met. Since Pei Qian loves money, he gave her a little pocket money.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Jue raised his right hand and pointed it at the sea of ​​clouds between the two towering mountains. He spread his fingers and grasped it gently. A cloud began to roll violently, trapping a colorful bird. It was gorgeous. , gradually shrank, as big as a marble, and fell into his palm.

"Give me your hand-twisted gourd!"

Pei Qian's big eyes were shining with crystal light, and he quickly handed over his beloved small yellow-skinned gourd, looking expectantly at the marble-sized cloud in Zhou Jue's hand.

Originally, although this piece of grass gold was in good condition, it was just an object for the world to play with. It was not an immortal treasure and had no special abilities.

Zhou Jue held the small gourd in his hand. A burst of awe-inspiring energy entered the skin of the small gourd, and silver-white lines emerged. It was complex and mysterious. The color of the yellow-skinned small gourd became darker, showing a golden state. The gourd's mouth pointed at the cloud the size of a marble and gave a light drink.

"receive!"

The cloud instantly disappeared into the small gourd twisted in his hand, and Zhou Jue casually threw it to Pei Qian, looking calm and calm.

Chen Ping'an, Zhu Lian, Shi Rou, and Pei Qian were stunned, and the crowd around them also exclaimed and talked a lot.

"Wow, my gourd has become something close at hand!"

Pei Qian held the small gourd in both hands and couldn't put it down. His eyes were bright and he looked like a stingy money lover. He shouted inexplicably with joy.

Chen Ping'an also has a close-at-hand object, which is the piece of old jade given to him by the sword spirit of Lao Jian Tiao, which makes Pei Qian extremely envious. Unfortunately, Chen Pin-gan only has such a close-at-hand object and does not have any extra for Heitan Xiaoxiao. girl.

The treasures collected by the Immortal Family are generally divided into two types: square-inch items and close-up items. Fangcunwu usually refers to a small treasure that can hold and store items, similar to a space bag or a storage ring. Its main feature is that it can save space and make it convenient for the carrier to store and take out items.

Fangcunwu may not have particularly powerful defensive or offensive capabilities, but its convenience and practicality make it a commonly used auxiliary tool for practitioners.

Nearby objects often have more complex and powerful functions. It may not only be a storage space, but may also have the ability to teleport, hide, defend or attack.

Nearby objects are usually more precious and rare, and their manufacture and use often require higher cultivation and skills. In some cases, nearby objects may even become an important means for practitioners to save their lives.

"Thank you, uncle, you are really amazing, even more powerful than Master!"

Pei Qian excitedly flattered Zhou Jue, with a bright smile on his little face, and his big eyes almost narrowed into a slit, he was so happy.

Originally, in the heart of the little Heitan girl, her master Chen Pingan was the most powerful person. Even though Zhu Lian's cultivation level far exceeded that of Chen Pingan, it was still not as good as her master. But at this moment, because of this very close thing, the little girl could only first I felt sorry for my master, Chen Ping'an, and put my uncle Zhou Jue in the most powerful position in the world. When I got over the excitement, I put my master back in his original position.

"Little flattery!"

Chen Ping'an's face darkened, he bent two fingers and hit the little girl's head. It hurt so much that she squatted down holding her head, but the smile on her face could not be concealed, which showed how happy Pei Qian was at this time.

"That master is as powerful as my uncle!"

Pei Qian took advantage of the situation and quickly changed his words without suffering the immediate loss.

"I'm a tough guy, but I'll make money when the wind blows!"

Zhu Lian made a tut-tsk sound in his mouth, looked at Pei Qian with disdain, and opened his mouth to say sarcastically.

"Old cook, watch your moves, I will definitely beat you to the point where you will be left with teeth everywhere today!"

How could Pei Qian bear this bad breath? He stood up and pounced on the old cook with all his teeth and claws. Using his hands and feet, he opened his mouth and bit him, vowing to fight with this hateful old cook.

The ferry to Qingyi was slower and took many detours. After sailing along the northeastern and northern borders of the Qingluan Kingdom, it dropped off several groups of passengers and finally left the territory of the Qingluan Kingdom and ended up in a vassal state in the north of the Yunxiao Kingdom. Stay in the country and try different ways to make money. It took more than a month for Zhou Jue, Chen Ping'an and their party to arrive in Sui Dynasty, disembarked from the ship and headed to Cliff Academy.

In front of the mountain gate of Sui Cliff Academy, there was a group of five people, a scholar in a Confucian shirt with a long sword hanging on his waist, a young man in white clothes and a bamboo box on his back, a black girl, and an old man. The cook is a female ghost who possesses the mortal remains of an immortal.