Sword of Coming

A rural school, surrounded by mountains and rivers, with gurgling streams nearby, water surging when it meets rocks, and green calamus bushes.

Chen Ping'an's real body is lying on a wicker chair, holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand, closing his eyes and relaxing.

The road ends with clouds in the daytime, and the stream grows long in spring and green nights.

Zhao stopped walking under the tree and sat on a bamboo chair under the eaves.

Zhao glanced at the master who was lying down shaking the cattail leaf fan under the tree, and remembered Mr. Zhu's words for no reason. Yang and longevity vary, and they are not only in heaven. If you cultivate your character, you can live forever.

Chen Ping'an still closed his eyes and said: "If you want to laugh, you don't have to hold it back, but I have agreed in advance that today's events will not be spread to the other side of Luolu Mountain, especially Xiaomi Li."

Zhao Shuxia nodded with a smile on his face, but he didn't laugh out loud, which saved some face for his master.

The more I think about it, the more interesting it becomes. After all, this kind of thing happened to Master. No matter how honest and honest Zhao Shuxia is, he still can't help but want to laugh.

It turned out that during the day, there was a mother in the school who was a young girl. She looked like a shrewish woman. When she got here, she stood at the door and started to scream, asking her children to go home with her and stop studying here.

When the master asked about the reason, the woman just ignored her and just howled her child's nickname. Meng Tong stood up timidly, as if he was ashamed and aggrieved.

The woman took the child's arm and asked the master to pay for it on the spot and return the money. In fact, the tuition fee was less than the "market price" and much lower than the next village.

The master was not angry, nor did he say anything to the woman. He just wanted to say a few words to the child.

As a result, the woman was irritated, and she started to push her. The master just raised his hand to stop her, and the woman started to act recklessly and shouted directly in the master's face.

Recalling what happened during the day, Chen Ping'an couldn't help laughing a little, "Maybe this is the gentle sweeping mentioned in the book."

Zhao Shuxia asked curiously: "Master, is using ten strips of bacon as a binding ritual really the entrance ceremony for becoming a disciple prescribed by the Holy Master himself?"

The implication is, of course, does a saint need money to teach?

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, "It's absolutely true."

Zhao Shuxia endured it, but still couldn't help asking: "Master, why did you let that woman take the child away?"

Chen Pingan opened his eyes, thought for a while, and said helplessly: "Since we can't stop it, what can we do? We can't scratch each other. It's not about boxing. Whoever wins the fight has the final say."

Zhao Shuxia smiled from ear to ear.

In the end, the child became the first Mengtong boy to drop out of the village school.

The school had just opened for a few days, so it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a bad start.

I heard that the talkative woman who likes to chew her tongue has recently been throwing dirty water on the school and the master, making false accusations and daring to say any unpleasant things.

Although Chen Pingan here has deliberately put away all realms, magical powers and atmosphere, he is no different from ordinary people. Therefore, Chen Pingan did not hear the several times Zhaoxia said hello before, and that time the Fengxue Temple girl When she was repairing Yu Huiting, she came here by chance. She mistakenly thought that Chen Pingan was pretending to sleep on the wicker chair and deliberately ignored her. She really wrongly blamed Chen Yinguan. But even so, even if Chen Pingan just glared at him, he would probably be able to scare the country woman who came to the door to cause trouble.

It was interesting, it was funny, it was funny, Zhao Shuxia still sighed. After all, he was fighting against the injustice of the master. How lucky was it to be able to study and work with the master? I heard that many Confucian academies now want Master to give lectures, but Master declined.

Chen Ping'an lightly shook his cattail leaf fan and laughed to himself, "I remember the first time I met Wei Xian back then. It was at a place called Hu'er Town on the border of Daquan. In the inn, we, the founding emperor of Nanyuan Kingdom, had a sharp eye. Duju, who just met me, remember Wei Hailiang's second sentence, which was "The master is very domineering". Ha, what do you think? In addition to being a good drinker, Wei Xian is also a good judge of people. His vision is even more outstanding, both Lu Baixiang and Sui Youyou are far inferior to Wei Xian."

After all, Zhao Shuxia is not senior sister Pei Qian, let alone junior senior brother Cui Dongshan, so he cannot accept such words.

There was a moment of silence, and then Chen Pingan said two sentences without any reason.

"Know that there is nothing you can do about it and just accept it as your fate."

"The moonlight and wind finally shine down."

Zhao Shuxia didn't know what was going on, but he noticed that tonight's master seemed a little... relieved, especially relaxed?

Chen Pingan chuckled softly and said: "You can send that letter to Luopo Mountain. Remember to choose a secluded landscape and walk along the way. On the way, you can experience the unusual physique of a martial artist in the Five Realms. When you get to Luopo Mountain, you don't have to rush back. Let's The old cook helped to feed the fist, and the place was on the second floor of the bamboo building. After recovering from the injury, if you feel that the punch is satisfying, you can take a few more beatings. It is best to secretly learn a few more stances from Zhu Lian. Guys like to hide their secrets. I guess you have a lot of special skills that you have never had a chance to show off. You are also a swordsman, and Zhu Lian can also do swordsmanship. When you get to the second floor, you can shamelessly let him shake his hands. If you can in Zhulou , it’s okay to hit the Six Realms by the way. Don’t worry about my food, clothing, housing, and transportation. Worrying about this kind of thing is better than worrying about being a bachelor when you are old enough. "

Zhao Shuxia was at the school and had just advanced from the fourth realm of martial arts to the fifth realm. Because they were all within the body refining realm, it was not as difficult to break through as the third to fourth realms and the sixth to seventh realms.

Just now, the Taoist priest Wu Di was in the courtyard of the back alley in Yongjia County, asking Lu Chen about textual research. How did Zhu Lian's swordsmanship compare to Sui Youyou?

Lu Chen smiled playfully and only answered with two words, not low.

As for whether Zhu Lian's swordsmanship was not lower than that of Sui You, or whether Zhu Lian's swordsmanship was worthy of the word "not lower" in the eyes of his headmaster Lu, Lu Chen did not want to go into details at that time.

You must know that Lu Chen once wrote a chapter about swords. In addition, he borrowed a piece of land from the city lords Guo Jie and Shao Xiang in Baiyu Jingyushu City and built a private study room, which he named "Guanqian Sword Studio". ".

The two chief and deputy city lords are both Taoist great swordsmen among the Baiyujing Taoist officials.

Zhu Lian once also let slip that the first time he traveled around the world was with a sword. Chen Pingan would not believe it if Zhu Lian was not proficient in swordsmanship.

Of the four people in the Ouhua Blessed Land Picture Scroll, to this day, it seems that only Zhu Lian has not accepted a direct disciple. You must know that Zhu Lian is already a martial artist at the end of the world, leaving aside Sui Youyou, who turned to Taoism early and wanted to be a female swordsman. He is still training in martial arts. Wei Xian and Lu Baixiang, who have contributed more together, are both in the distant travel realm now, as is Zhong Qiu from the same hometown, but Zhu Lian, who has been in Luopo Mountain for so many years, is more interested in replacing the young mountain master as a housekeeper. On top of taking care of general affairs, Chen Ping'an was busy with everything and only had time to learn martial arts. Chen Ping'an didn't know what he was thinking. That's why the two sides met in the capital of Nanyuan for a boxing match. They chose a snowy day. Don't spare any effort, just ask the boxing vigorously and compete.

According to the years of "learning martial arts", you are a decade older than me, Chen Ping'an, and I am one level higher than you, Zhu Lian, in martial arts. This means everyone should rely on his or her ability. When the time comes, whoever gets beaten down, don't blame anyone.

Zhao Shuxia nodded and agreed.

Indeed, in the thirty years since Master first left home, he spent almost most of his time traveling to distant places and in foreign lands, and it was not his turn to take care of Master's daily life.

I remember Zhu Lian once said that when we cannot be responsible for ourselves, it is difficult to be qualified to be responsible for others.

As for the impromptu letter delivery, it turned out that Chen Ping'an had just written a letter during the day. He originally planned to ask Chen Lingjun to take it to Luopo Mountain and send it to Qingping Sword Sect the next time he came here to wander around. The recipient of the letter was Cao Qinglang.

In the letter, Chen Ping'an suggested that this proud student, who was pleasing to his eyes no matter how he looked at it, should take the time to go to Tianmu Academy and listen to the lectures of Deputy Colonel Wen Yu while he was busy with the construction of Dadu.

Chen Ping'an never hid these things, as well as some selfish motives, from Zhao Shuxia.

Zhao Shuxia asked curiously: "Master, it seems that you respect Chief Wen of Tianmu Academy very much?"

Chen Pingan thought for a moment, carefully weighed his words, and said slowly: "How should I put it? Wen Yu is very close to what I think...the image of a scholar in an ideal state. He has a strong character and a kind of scholar who is naturally better than me." He is energetic and energetic, but at the same time very pragmatic, ambitious, thoughtful, and prudent in doing things, and he always has a strong compassion for the weak, so in my opinion, Wen Yu deserves to be called "Pure Gentle Confucianism" ' of praise."

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "As my husband said, 'Being determined and practical is a gentleman.' Wen Yu is such a gentleman."

Perhaps he was infected by the atmosphere brought about by the master's change in mood. Zhao Shuxia rarely joked: "How does Master Wen compare with Mr. Liu of Taihui Sword Sect?"

Chen Ping'an laughed dumbly and gently flapped his cattail leaf fan with a leisurely expression, squinting his eyes and smiling, "It's not quite the same. I feel more at ease when I get along with Liu Jiuxian, but I feel more reserved when I get along with Mr. Wen Shanchang."

Zhao Shuxia was a little shocked. Master, who had never seen any big storms, could still feel reserved when getting along with others?

Although Zhao Shuxia does not belong to any mountaintop in Luopo Mountain, the atmosphere of Luopo Mountain is there. Everyone is more open-minded about their words, and a lot of news is exchanged with each other, just like no one is a marginal figure. Therefore, he knew very well that every time Master went on a long trip and returned to Luopo Mountain, he seemed to bring a basket of stories with him. After returning to his hometown, no matter what magnificent things he encountered, whether he had experienced them personally or watched from the sidelines, he rarely followed them like this. Who refers to someone repeatedly. He only said that the master opened a school here to teach, and he mentioned Wen Yu many times under the Zhao tree.

The first time Chen Pingan met Yu was on his family's Feng Yuan ferry. Although it was their first meeting and the two parties didn't talk much, Chen Pingan made no secret of his admiration for this gentleman from the academy under the Zhao tree. .

For example, Wen Yu had an idea and planned to use a certain mountain sect as an example. The first condition was that the number of people in the Patriarch Hall must be an odd number. In the past, there would be a smaller-scale internal discussion to determine whether certain important resolutions needed to be put on the agenda. The number of people is also an odd number to ensure that there will not be an equal number of people with positive and negative opinions. In this way, any resolution on the table, yes or no, can be passed quickly. Regardless of whether there are two council halls vaguely divided into "big and small", inside and outside, if you always hold dissent, you can clearly request that your negative opinions be recorded in a book and kept for record for future "audits" to review and verify. . At the same time, a role similar to a "historian" is set up, with responsibilities similar to that of a daily reporter.

Chen Ping'an extended his fingers together and gently raised them in circles, "Wen Yu said, the whole world is showing an upward spiral. The lines are like sheep's horns, all going upwards, not just relying on some strong people. Taking the lead in paving the way requires a stable yet flexible system. He thought that the quality of the world cannot always depend on the decisions of a small group of people. There needs to be a way for more people to take responsibility for themselves. During this period , we can correct mistakes at any time. We are not afraid of making mistakes, but we are afraid of procrastination. We use the appearance of inaction to cover up neglect of government. We should make every mistake and correction become a small step on the rise of the world. People can leave. In this way, just like the academy first provides a well-documented manuscript and template for the secular world, and then the more joint resolutions are passed, the more cases can be read from scratch, and the more problems are discovered. Correcting errors is like correcting calligraphy. The original text will become more and more rare, and eventually the world will be stable. However, in this process, there will definitely be some mistakes.

Chen Ping'an sighed softly, "It takes ten years to grow trees and one hundred years to cultivate people. There is a long way to go."

Zhao Shuxia blushed and said, "Master, by telling me this, are you playing the harp to an ox?"

Chen Pingan smiled and asked: "Do you feel annoyed?"

Zhao Shuxia shook his head and said: "Of course not."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "When we know more 'whys' one by one, it will make us more patient and normal. If a person can be calm, he has succeeded in cultivating his mind. When encountering things in the future, it will not be easy for him to deal with them. People speak angry words and speak harsh words.”

The knowledge of the three religions and hundreds of schools of thought all seems to be based on the word "heart", and they work hard, even to the death.

Zhao Shuxia understands this deeply.

The first floor of Luoluo Shanzhu Building is both a residence and a study. As one of the avatars, Chen Ping'an in green shirt is reading at night, flipping through a book repeatedly. The content is a summary of the last chat with Wen Yu. There are other books on hand The eight volumes vary in thickness and have different contents. They include geography like a travelogue of mountains and rivers, excerpts and reading experiences of Buddhist precepts and Taoist classics, and Zhuzhici's personnel and experiences in Yushan, etc., all compiled into a book one by one. .

If the talisman paper clones attached to the seven manifestations, two concealments and nine minds are regarded as co-editing a book, then Chen Ping'an, who stayed in Luopo Mountain and never moved away, is a bit similar to the chief editor or chief compiler.

This Chen Pingan walked out of the house, hung up a sword talisman, and headed for Huaihuang County against the wind.

According to the resolution of the Confucian Temple in the last meeting, in the future, all ministers of the Ministry of Rites in various countries must be disciples of the Seventy-Two Academy. In Wen Yu’s view, scholars who become officials must not only have solid knowledge of personal cultivation, but also need to be proficient in the law. Law and arithmetic have pragmatic skills for managing the world and benefiting the people. They must be sincere and upright, and constantly enrich their knowledge. They must also be good at solving, or at least understand the operating principles of specific money, food, litigation and other matters. At that time, Wen Yu and Chen Ping'an gave an example. When officials from the Ministry of Rites and Household Affairs quarreled in court, one could not talk only about etiquette and morals, while the other only talked about his own money bag. This would be a chicken-and-duck argument.

Since the students who enter the academies are well-deserved seeds for studying in various countries, then the academies must shoulder the responsibility of cultivating the seeds. The academy should focus on studying more than a dozen issues, open up a wide range of opinions, and allow Confucian scholars to widely participate in policy discussions, such as how to truly rule as a king. The academy strives to bring these unresolved issues, or the answers to which are relatively vague, to the academy's Confucian students as soon as they enter the academy. Understand everything, instead of just reading your own books and immersing yourself in your own knowledge in the academy. Whether the ancestral family law of a country, or even the Confucian rituals of the Confucian temple, is unchangeable or can be modified, whether it is possible to improve it, and how to improve it, were all clearly explained during my studies in the academy. Make sure that everyone has an idea, even if they still have their own answers, then seek common ground while reserving differences for the time being, and leave it to the specific personnel and events that the students will encounter in their families and in the court after they leave the academy to support or overturn their earliest opinions... To talk about any truth, there must be a series of strict and meticulous inference processes, and to throw out any point of view, there must be enough reason to support it. Wen Yu said that for all scholars in the world, reasoning is like writing a book. The arguments are just the title and preface of the book, and the arguments are the bibliography and the chapters of the main text. They are step by step, and every link can withstand scrutiny.

Aspirations are emotional, romantic, and can be lofty and boundless. Doing the things at hand should be done rationally, in order, and in a clear context.

In addition, Wen Yu also said that he planned to take the lead of the academy and cooperate with the courts of various countries to compile a general medicinal book in an official capacity, and also to enhance the status of hundreds of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners.

He also wants to compile the famous reforms in Haoran's history, regardless of success or failure, as well as the evaluations and different opinions of the time and later generations, into a book for the reference of future generations of scholars.

This coincides with many of Chen Pingan's views.

And it is obvious that Wen Yu thinks more deeply and takes careful steps than Chen Ping'an.

Perhaps this is what is called falling in love at first sight and becoming close friends instantly.

In addition to being a Confucian gentleman who serves as deputy mountain chief, Wen Yu is actually a genuine swordsman.

Just like the genealogy monks in Qingming World, of course they are all Taoist priests at their core.

But this does not prevent them from each having their own path of cultivation and having additional identities. For example, Xuanduguan is a lineage of Taoist sword immortals, and Difeishan Huayang Palace also has a side branch that is a sword cultivator.

Wen Yu had previously joked with his friend Wang Zai who was visiting his study, saying that if he went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he would definitely be able to enter the summer palace.

This is not Wen Yu's words that deliberately belittle his friends and elevate himself.

This Chen Pingan quietly came to the main street of the town. The restaurant where Aunt Feng was the manager behind the scenes was still brightly lit and noisy at this time.

Walking towards the Mud Bottle Alley, Chen Ping'an stopped at the entrance of the alley for a moment, then walked slowly in the alley, and walked to the door next to his ancestral house. Facing the house that seemed to have been abandoned as long as he could remember, he walked towards the alley on the left Glancing somewhere, Chen Pingan crouched down with his hands in his sleeves, as if there was a still young child rolling on the ground. He glanced to the right, and saw a Rouge buried underneath the dirt outside his ancestral home. box.

Just like the question asked by "Taoist Wu Di" and Lu Chen, the world's affairs are all complicated. Are they man-made or determined by nature?

If everything is determined by God, it is an unchangeable fate. But if not, then there will inevitably be many coincidences in life, and the gains and losses are up to you.

Judging from Lu Chen's tone, it seems that the latter is the majority.

Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment and followed Lu Chen's example before climbing over the wall and entering. Behind him was the courtyard door. After taking a few steps, he wanted to open the door of the house in front of him and go inside to see if there were any clues. But he just stretched out his hand. , stopped, thought about it or gave up, held the wall with one hand and turned over again to enter his house, took out the key and opened the door, sat at the table, took out the fire folder from his sleeve, and lit an oil lamp.

This "Chen Ping'an" was actually the scholar he once thought of as a scholar. He studied and studied when he was young. After leaving school, after working hard to make a living, he had his own study when he was older.

This was probably the kind of life that his parents hoped for Chen Ping'an, a life of peace and security, no worries about food and clothing, and a family and career.

There are some simple truths that parents don’t need to nag to a child over and over again. Be kind to others and be polite. Don't act like a mute when you meet elders on the road. You have to call out to them. Be an honest person and do things according to your duty... because children can always see clearly what their parents and elders do. Maybe this is a real tutor.

Over at the village school, Zhao Shuxia asked: "Master, why do you deliberately act like... an ordinary person?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Opening a teaching school at the foot of the mountain is to teach and educate people. What can you do with the magical powers and techniques on the mountain?"

Zhao was speechless under the tree.

Chen Pingan sat up and murmured: "Teaching and educating people cannot be separated."

If one day schools are all about teaching, and the parents, elders, and teachers who send their children to schools all think so, there will be problems.

Chen Pingan was silent for a moment and said with a smile: "I also have selfish motives and want to learn from Mr. Qi."

After hearing what the master said and what was in his heart, Zhao Shuxia understood it immediately.

It seems that the master has always called the young senior brother from the Literary Sage lineage "Mr. Qi" instead of "Senior Brother Qi". It was the case before, it still is, and it may be the case in the future.

Chen Ping'an suddenly smiled and said: "Under the tree, you may have a junior brother soon. He is fourteen years old, and his surname is Ning Ji. For the time being, it is just a possibility, but it cannot be said that it will definitely be the case, because before this, Ning Ji also had a disciple. The master's process is between Lu Chen and me. Let him calm down and think about it for a few more days before making a decision."

Zhao Shuxia mistakenly thought that he had heard something wrong, "Who?"

Chen Pingan said: "You heard it right, it's Lu Chen."

Previously in Yongjia County, Chen Ping'an explained to the young man in detail the weight of Lu Chen's and Bai Yujing's statements, using many metaphors that the young man could understand.

Of course Ning Ji was shocked when he heard this, but both Lu Chen and Chen Ping'an noticed one thing. The young man did not feel any joy at all. Instead, he turned pale and fell into a huge instinctive fear.

When a person has a deep-seated distrust of the world, it must come from all kinds of heart-wrenching sufferings on the road of life.

The young boy has experienced many human relationships, life and death, so his state of mind is gray and almost colorless.

Lu Chen wanted to follow Chen Pingan's example and explain it to Ning Ji in detail. Chen Pingan was Yin Guan, the Lord of Luolu Mountain, the future national master of the Great Li Dynasty, a close disciple of the Wen Sheng lineage, and Future Master Ning Yao and others said...

It's just that Chen Ping'an couldn't help Lu Chen do this, and used his eyes to signal Master Lu not to...cheat.

Originally, Lu Chen asked the young man to bring a bowl of plain water to replace the tea. According to Lu Chen's wish, as long as Ning Ji nodded and agreed, he would drink the water.

Even if Lu Chen drank the apprenticeship tea, he and Ning Ji had the status of master and apprentice.

If the merits of this awe-inspiring trip are complete, Lu Chen will of course be able to return to Qingming Tianxia and Bai Yujing.

The reason why Lu Chen suddenly had the idea to repeat his old tricks and wanted Ning Ji to switch to Chen Ping'an's sect, of course Headmaster Lu had his own plan.

First of all, choosing Ning Ji as his direct disciple involves too many causes and effects. It's not that Lu Chen can't handle it, but he has always been lazy. Disciples Cao Rong, He Xiaoliang, and Lu Chen are all very casual when it comes to preaching in person, almost After being accepted as disciples, they threw away a few spiritual books and secrets, taught a few Taoist techniques, and then gave up. What's more, Ning Ji's background determines that the young man is different from all the direct disciples before Lu Chen. Lu Chen must keep him with him until the young man reaches the upper fifth realm, which can take as short as a few decades or as long as a hundred years. There is no leisure at all.

Furthermore, the benefits of recruiting young people as disciples are actually not as great as imagined. Lu Chen had already made some rough deductions outside the alley. If Ning Ji, the young man from Shan Ze Ye Xiu, had no regard for heaven or earth and had no mentor, Without Taoist friends on the road, it is indeed very possible to become an extremely young fourteenth realm monk. Then when he has a master, even if Lu Chen personally preaches, Ning Ji's Taoist achievements will begin to decline. Will there be fourteenth realms in the future? It's time to put a question mark.

Therefore, Lu Chen did not want to mislead himself and recruit a mess that had to be done by himself, nor did he want to mislead others and delay Ning Ji's practice.

In fact, Lu Chen has three candidates in his mind who are completely qualified to serve as Ning Ji's mentor, senior brother Kou Ming, Li Sheng, and Baidi City Zheng Juzhong.

But the senior brothers have not yet joined the Tao. The Li Sheng is very busy, and Zheng Juzhong is, after all, a master of the demonic way who can do whatever he wants. Even if he, Lu Chen, dares to send him there, the Confucian Temple will probably not agree.

Chen Pingan is ranked fourth.

As a result, the young man was bored for a long time before he asked Lu Chen a question. Why did Director Lu accept him as his disciple since he had such a noble status?

Lu Chen choked on his words and felt extremely aggrieved.

Could it be that you should tell the truth and be frank with the young man and say that your child has a shady background and a bad destiny, was born to collect debts, and is destined to be a troublemaker that will give the Confucian Temple headaches for many, many years? Someone has to watch over you? And this person must have a high enough level, a good enough patience, and a good enough preaching ability and method that conforms to etiquette, so that he can lead your "crooked neck tree" to the right path bit by bit and practice the right way? Otherwise, your boy, as expected, will be a confirmed, extremely young monk of the Fourteenth Realm, and will bring a huge unknown to the vast world and the wild world?

Lu Chen's eyes were filled with resentment, he raised his chin and nodded towards Chen Ping'an, "Ning Ji, don't you have anything to ask Daoist Master Wu?"

The young man asked Chen Ping'an, "Taoist Master Wu, are you willing to accept me as your disciple?"

Lu Chen almost spit out blood on the spot.

Just like a person, first ask someone else what the weather will be like today next year, and then ask another person whether the weather is good or not with clear skies today.

Can two questions be of the same difficulty? Can this be considered a bowl of water?

Lu Chen was almost so angry that he recognized this disciple directly.

In the night, on a country road, a young Taoist priest took a thin boy and walked towards the rural school where Chen Ping'an was.

He had previously made an appointment with Chen Pingan and asked Ning Ji to think about it for a few days. Lu Chen thought it would be better to bring the boy to meet the real "Taoist Wu Di", so he took Ning Ji and used the shrinking method.

In the blink of an eye, Ning Ji stepped into the alley from the courtyard and found himself walking on a completely unfamiliar yellow mud road. He asked, "Master Lu, isn't Master Wu a Taoist? How can he be a teacher?"

Lu Chen smiled and said: "Being a teacher is a bad habit that cannot be corrected. I always want to be a good person and make the whole world better, even a little bit better."

Ning Ji asked: "Does the Lu Zhang Church want to make the world a better place?"

Lu Chen was slightly embarrassed, "I am a lazy person and don't particularly care about the ups and downs of the road I walk on. I wrote a book a long time ago. Everything I want to say to the world is in the book."

Ning Ji said: "I heard an old saying on the road before, you should die in the water, not on the shore. Is it because old gods like Master Lu don't think much about it because they have seen too many things? If you save that person, you will only watch the life and death of ordinary people like us, thinking that you are asking for it, or simply don't bother to watch?"

Lu Chen smiled and said nothing.

As expected of Ning Ji, he seems to be a boring gourd. Whenever he asks, the questions are always so tricky and big.

Lu Chen noticed that the young man was in a depressed mood and asked, "What about you, before you met Daoist Wu and me, have you ever thought about how to live your life?"

Ning Ji said softly: "Live, live well, take revenge when there is hatred, and repay kindness when there is kindness."

Lu Chen asked: "You have only met Daochang Wu for the second time, how come you are so close to him? Are you not afraid that you have met a bad person with ulterior motives?"

It was also the first time for the young man to think about this question. He thought carefully for a moment and answered honestly: ""

The young man hesitated for a while and asked in a low voice: "Taoist Master Wu, like Master Lu, did you come looking for me from the beginning?"

Ning Ji was not a fool. Since he was able to let Headmaster Bai Yujing visit the alley, there must be some unknown reason.

Lu Chen shook his head and said: "Unlike me, he is not. It was just a chance encounter with you. Taoist Wu and you have similar tempers. The reason why he appeared in the capital of Yuxuan Kingdom is just like what you said just now That sentence is about repaying kindness with kindness and revenge with hatred."

The young man's mood suddenly improved.

Ha, as expected, I guessed it again. That Taoist priest Wu was different from Headmaster Lu.

Lu Chen was so angry.

The Taoist priest Wu Di was just Chen Ping'an's clone. As a result, as far as the boy was concerned, every fart seemed to smell good. Comparing people to each other was irritating. A poor Taoist would tell himself his identity as soon as he met him. How could he not treat others with sincerity? As promised, there is true love in the world.

So Lu Chen asked with a smile: "What if Daoist Wu has the same original intention as mine? Will you be disappointed when you find out the truth?"

Ningji thought for a moment, shook his head and said, "I won't be disappointed."

Maybe, you will feel that it is a kind of luck that must be cherished. It's like a poor guy who was scared of poverty. One day he was so hungry that his eyes were blinded by hunger. He suddenly picked up a piece of silver on the ground?

Lu Chen rolled his eyes and brought a bottle of wine from the Qingmei Temple in Nantang Lake. Lu Chen took a sip of the green plum wine and felt that his teeth were sore.

The young man felt surprised.

Lu Chen asked: "Whether you want to learn this immortal magic or not, you can learn it very easily. You can drink alcohol for free in the future."

The young man shook his head and swallowed his words back.

Even if you are Lu Chen, whom Taoist Master Wu said was "the person that no scholar in the world can get around", and you are Headmaster Bai Yujing, it is not good to just jump over the wall, and it is even worse to steal things without paying.

Lu Chenxiao asked: "Ning Ji, haven't you stolen anything during this escape?"

Ning Ji answered honestly: "I stole it, more than once or twice, but I really couldn't live with it."

Lu Chen sighed, "No wonder you fell in love with Taoist Wu."

Ning Ji asked doubtfully: "Taoist Master Wu also came from a miserable background...has he ever stolen anything?"

Lu Chen answered the question, "Many times, when you make a mistake but realize it, there are two possibilities. One is that it becomes a habit and you are too lazy to deceive yourself and others. You just learn to use excuses to pave the way to happiness. The other is that it is like building a happy path in people's hearts." If you build a dam, floods will not occur and you will not go to extremes. That’s why the Holy Master said, don’t be afraid to correct your mistakes."

Ning Ji said: "So you also stole it?"

Then the young man added, "Daozhang Wu must have been very miserable when he was a child."

Lu Chen had no choice but to raise his head and raise his hands again, and took a deep sip of green plum wine.

Glancing at the young man beside him, Lu Chen has occasionally regretted in recent years. He regretted not beating Chen Ping'an directly with a sap and putting a sack on him and throwing him away to Bai Yujing. Whether he threw him in Nanhua City or learned from his senior brother and accepted his apprentice on his behalf, Maybe there won’t be as many worries as there are now.

Sensing the strange look in Headmaster Lu's eyes, Ning Ji slowed down intentionally or unintentionally, but quickly returned to normal. This was a mysterious and mysterious intuition.

You must not have the intention of harming others, and you must not have the intention of guarding against others.

And the young man was indeed using his own way to carefully observe a "Master Bai Yujing".

Lu Chen nodded secretly, the so-called Taoist embryo and genius are nothing more than that.

Lu Chen asked: "Did you go to a private school when you were a child?"

Ning Ji said with a sad expression: "I only went to private school for a few days and learned a few dozen words."

Lu Chen asked again: "Since there is a private school, it means that the family is well off. On the first day of school, have you ever worshiped the portrait of the most holy teacher and kowtowed to the master of the private school?"

Ning Ji shook his head and said: "I was very young at that time, and my uncle was a temporary teacher. It was not considered a formal enrollment, so I didn't have these details."

Secular clan schools at the foot of the mountain are usually set up in clan ancestral halls and do not accept children with foreign surnames. Private schools like Chen Ping'an's, regardless of surname, mainly teach children to read and read, mostly for long-term studies. School starts after the Lantern Festival in the first lunar month and closes in the winter. The academic requirements for the teachers are not high, as long as they are proficient in writing. Of course, There are also those teachers who are aspiring to make a career. They are more knowledgeable and have more ink. They will obtain fame while teaching. Many of them teach in private schools or scripture schools of wealthy families. Most of them are famous local teachers and Confucian scholars. There are long-term studies and there are short-term studies.

Generally speaking, on the first day of school for Meng children, those from well-off scholarly families, or those with a strong literary style and education, have to "invite" the county government ceremony room and the county teaching edict to "invite" the tablet or portrait of the most holy teacher. , let the children kowtow and bow to the most holy teacher and the teacher responsible for teaching, and they are considered to be enrolled in school.

Lu Chen stretched out his finger, used his hand as a pen in the air, and quickly wrote two words, "Do you recognize it?"

Ning Ji nodded and said: "Such, immortal."

Lu Chen smiled and said: "It's a common word for people to add grains. People in the mountains are immortals. Isn't it easy to understand? Humans eat whole grains, and immortals refine their Qi in the mountains. There is a difference between immortals and mortals."

Ning Ji silently wrote down these two words and these statements.

Lu Chen said: "As promised in advance, it's not poaching or boasting. If you accept me as your master, you will be freer. If you accept that Taoist Wu as your master, one day you will find that you are at least part of yourself. You need to hide from someone for a long time.”

Ningji asked curiously: "Who?"

Lu Chen smiled and said, "In the future, you can slowly find the answer yourself."

Ning Ji kept it in mind, raised his head and asked, "Is the school where Master Wu teaches coming soon?"

Lu Chen said: "We've arrived."

The young man took one step forward, and in a trance, night turned into day, and he was somewhere else.

Ning Ji looked around and saw that he was outside a school?

The teacher in the room was a strange man in a blue shirt and long coat.

But the young man recognized at a glance that the man was none other than Taoist Master Wu without his robes.

Lu Chen smiled and said: "There is spring water in the south and north of the house, and the willows are the most gentle when they turn green. It is a good place with beautiful mountains and clear waters. It is really a good place to cultivate one's body and mind, as well as preach and teach!"

There was a gurgling stream next to the school. Lu Chen listened carefully and nodded, "Famous paintings should be read as poems, and the sound of books should also be listened to as the sound of water."

Lu Chen led the ignorant young man into the room, walked straight to the end, and explained with a smile: "Don't worry, Taoist Master Wu can't see us, and we won't disturb his lectures. According to the mountain top, this is called It’s like entering a deserted place.”

Ningji stood almost leaning against the wall, still extremely reserved.

Lu Chen leaned against the window with a lazy expression and said with a smile: "By the way, Taoist Master Wu's real name is Chen Ping'an, Erdong Chen, Ping'an'an'an'an."

Ningji nodded.

This young man in the city has never had the opportunity to know that this very ordinary name is extraordinary.

In the school, the man in green shirt said: "My name is Chen Ji, Er Dongchen, and I am the trace of footsteps and footprints. From today on, I will be your teacher."

"The first sentence I want to teach you has five words, which is 'learn and practice from time to time'."

The teacher paused for a long time at the word "learn" and said slowly: "For the time being, the word 'learn' will be interpreted as reading."

Lu Chen was lying on the window sill, drinking wine. He didn't know when he had a celadon wine glass in his hand. He put the wine bottle aside, held the wine glass in his hand, and drank to himself. A glass of wine.