The national teacher does not practice

Chapter 191 The Last Signboard of Jiuwu ([-] words for subscription)
On the first floor of the inn, Wei Huayang's long-lost memories surged after hearing this sentence, but it was perfectly hidden by her almost in an instant:
"White?"

Ji Pingan squeezed the wine glass, said "En", and said:

"There is a kind of pearl in Qingzhou, which is ground into powder... Well, actually, I don't understand it very well. Anyway, many restaurants say that. I don't know where the source of this saying is."

Wei Huayang didn't say a word, the idea of ​​drinking pearl powder to turn white has appeared in this world a long time ago, so Ji Ping'an mentioned it without any problem.

Even in rouge shops in Shendu, Yuhang and other big cities, pearl powder itself is a good whitening product.

She was just reminded of some memories, she was silent for a while, and asked softly:

"friend?"

Silently added the word "female" in my heart, but there is no such thing as "girlfriend" in this world, this word only appeared in Li Yang's mouth.

Ji Pingan was also silent for a while, as if caught in a long memory, finally nodded with a smile:

"That's it."

Wei Huayang suddenly gave him a strange look, hesitated, and said tentatively:
"Is it a woman?"

Ji Pingan accidentally discovered that he seemed to have found a breakthrough in the topic with this red-clothed woman of unknown origin, and seemed to be able to conduct in-depth exploration on this, so he nodded:

"It's been a long time."

Wei Huayang took another careful look at him, and his eyes suddenly became a little colder - she once again remembered the method of "talking up" that he had shared with Li Yang:
Pretend to be a melancholy literary man, and mention a piece of the past, which has a miraculous effect on a certain type of woman.

...So, this guy is really a prodigal who flirts with women. Why did such a thing come out of my Taoist sect? Fortunately, it is only a side branch of hexagram technique.

Wei Huayang sneered in his heart, hating the "scumbag".

When Ji Pingan mentioned pearls, she had some associations.

But first of all, she was very confident in her hexagram skills. She had divination this Taoist priest before, and the "Li Yang" in her memory was a pure swordsman, not good at Xuanmen hexagram skills.

Secondly, the temperament of the Taoist priest in front of him is completely different from that of Li Yang, even two extremes.

Li Yang in her memory was originally a high-spirited, righteous, and extremely intelligent swordsman genius. He was a little unscrupulous and would often speak some strange "local dialects".

Later, after being wanted by the "Dao League", Li Yang, who became a "demon king", became a cold and powerful, somewhat hostile, good at using an "evil" appearance to cover up his fiery inner, domineering and unparalleled image.

And the person in front of him, all of them exuded a peaceful and serene aura, which was very different.

Ji Pingan on the table next to her felt uncomfortable staring at her for a while.

...So, this is really a vigilant little girl, and she is moody and angry. It is clear that the ice has been broken just now, but suddenly her face is cold again, which is inexplicable...

He silently marked it in his heart, feeling a little regretful.

Short-haired red-clothed man with a sword, although the astrological feedback result is no problem, but this dress does remind him of a person.

But after the trial, the glimmer of hope in my heart was shattered.

The old man in his memory was a generous woman who dared to love, dare to hate, and was full of pride for everything in the world, rather than vigilance and resistance.

"After all... it's just a little similar, not a person."

Ji Pingan laughed at himself and lowered his head to drink.

A person's experience can change a person's temperament, just like Ji Ping'an's "Huayang Zhangjiao" who didn't know how to slaughter the Taoist League and establish a Taoist school.

Wei Huayang also wouldn't understand the identity of "Great Zhou National Teacher" in this life, which had already erased the hostility and coldness of Li Yang's life.

The two fell silent to each other and ate their meals separately. When Ji Ping'an's food and wine were served, two familiar figures walked in from the door of the inn.

Old Grandmaster Chen, who was wearing a white practice suit, walked in with his hands behind his back. He swept his eyes and saw the eyes of the two people brighten up. He walked over and said with a smile:

"meet again."

The arrival of Chen Qingsheng broke the embarrassment that the two had their own thoughts, while Lu Qing, the big disciple in short shirt, greeted them with food and wine.

Ji Pingan said unexpectedly:

"Has Master Chen not eaten yet?"

Chen Qingsheng has an easy-going personality, without the majesty of a martial artist.

If you ignore those names, you will be like an old man in the neighborhood, who will sit down opposite him with a smile, and wave your hands with a smile:

"Many people want to see me, no, I have to run out to ask for peace."

Not surprisingly.

The identity of the head of Longhu Mountain, coupled with the current "old martial arts" leader, it's no wonder that it doesn't attract people's attention.

Especially when it comes to the direction of the next path of martial arts, all major forces in the world are very concerned about the attitude of the old master.

Ji Pingan nodded and said:

"Understood. People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves."

Chen Qingsheng was stunned for a moment, carefully chewed the eight words, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed:
"After all, I have read the book, and this casual sentence is very subtle."

Wei Huayang, who was concentrating on eating, also looked at him unexpectedly, but didn't say anything.

Next to him, Lu Qing had already sat down, his expression was not relaxed:

"The battle between the old and the new is imminent, and the attitude of the Wulin League is ambiguous. Since my master has chosen to stand up, many things cannot be avoided."

Ji Pingan raised a little interest:
"I've also heard that this time the four sects that advocate the new martial arts are going to fight the old martial arts. Is Chen Zongshi the only one who stands up?"

Lu Qing picked up a glass of wine and drank it depressedly, put it down heavily, and then said:
"When it comes to the battle of routes, it is very difficult for those of us who have broken the Ninth Realm to intervene. At least we have to break the Ninth Perfection before we can reluctantly participate. Originally, there were many old martial arts masters, but over the years, Huang Lao died suddenly, Zhao Lao died of illness, and Li Lao retired... …

The ten elders who ruled the rivers and lakes were withering one after another, some died, some were injured, and even the few remaining were no longer at their peak.An era is almost over...

The neutral faction has also been shaken, so this time the enemy is aggressive, and they will definitely defeat my master with all their strength to prove the end of the old martial arts and change the dynasty. "

In tone, with a sigh.

Chen Qingsheng glanced at the eldest disciple with displeasure, and said angrily:
"You don't have any confidence in the old man? When I was in the rivers and lakes in the past..."

After saying the word "previous years", the old master was silent for a while, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and immediately said with a firm expression:

"Old weapons cannot be left in the hands of our generation!
Before Lao Huang and Lao Zhao died, I went there, and the last words they said to me before their death were all this, I can retreat, but if I retreat, who is behind?Someone has to step up. "

Lu Qing anxiously said: "But..."

Chen Qingsheng waved his hand, interrupted his words, and sternly reprimanded:

"Have a meal!"

The table became quiet, and Wei Huayang finally took another look at the old master.

Until now, she didn't feel that the other party had the right to be remembered by her.

In his later years, Chen Qingsheng fought alone against the four major factions, and the final result can be imagined.

You must know that one of the big reasons why it is difficult to cultivate to the top of the Wufu path is that if it is too late to break through, the power of the Wufu will decline with age.

But Taoist priests, monks, and even great demons are not like this.

The so-called "fist is afraid of the young and strong" is the truth. No matter how strong Chen Qingsheng is, he has retired for many years after all. His era has passed, and this time he will come out.

Ji Pingan didn't say anything, and the few of them didn't talk about this topic anymore, they chatted about some anecdotes.

Wei Huayang was the first to leave the table, and then Master Longhushan got up and left the inn.

Ji Pingan watched them leave.

Just as the sunset was spreading from the sky, Chen Qingsheng's slightly stooped white clothes receded into the setting sun, turning into a black silhouette, like a falling sun.

After leaving the inn, Lu Qing couldn't help but say:

"Master, why did you take me to talk to those two people?"

Chen Qingsheng's face no longer had the solemnity deliberately created, and his tone was calm:

"Although I don't know the origin of these two people, but the man is definitely a genius of the old martial arts, and has not followed the new martial arts path. I can see this. Although the woman didn't make a move, she should be. This fight, I have little chance of winning, but dragon and tiger warriors can fall, but old warriors can't really have no successors."

After a pause, he said slowly:
"If these words can prevent them from falling to Xinwu, or at least not giving up Xinwu completely, then it will be worth it."

Lu Qing was moved, his nose suddenly felt sour, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he just clenched his fists and said nothing.

He was annoyed that his martial arts realm was not enough.

In this "struggle between the old and the new" that will inevitably be recorded in the history of the rivers and lakes, nothing can be changed.

"Hey, why did that old man come here?"

On the other side, Yu Yu walked back to the inn with a bunch of candied haws, and asked Ji Pingan who was eating slowly by himself.

Ji Pingan slowly ate the last grain of rice in the bowl, his tableware was always extremely clean, as if it had never been used.

Hearing the words, he said lightly: "Come and play a play."

"Acting?" Yu Yufan's white and delicate face was dull and cute, and she didn't understand.

Ji Pingan got up, wiped his mouth, and went upstairs with a smile:

"Lets see."

In the next two days, the three of them gradually became familiar with the layout of the town, and as the date of the conference approached, more and more people from the rivers and lakes arrived in the town.

It's just that compared to the "Four Sacred Religions", the topic of "the battle between the old and the new" is even hotter. Almost everyone is looking forward to the arrival of this battle, and countless eyes are on Chen Qingsheng.

During this period, Ji Ping'an spent most of his time in the house practicing and studying. Occasionally, when eating, he would bump into Wei Huayang, but there was no further interaction.

……

On the morning of the next day, the arrival of the heroines from Tingxuelou caught his attention briefly.

Sitting condescendingly by the window on the third floor of the inn, looking at the veiled women walking by on the street, with knitted cloth bags hanging around their waists and a row of sharp flying knives sticking out.

"Landlord, what's the matter?"

Wearing a high ponytail and tied with a red rope, the red tasseled heroine was walking through the street when she suddenly noticed that the host next to her raised her head and glanced sideways.

The tall and mature listener Xuezhu heard the words, looked away, shook his head, and said:

"It's nothing."

She vaguely saw a strange figure in front of the inn window just now, and she felt familiar for some reason.

Hongying said "oh", her eyes sparkled:

"This time Chen Qingsheng is fighting against the four major factions. It's exciting to watch."

Tingxuelou belongs to the "neutral" camp, and has not yet turned to any side, but as the host, the former is also very concerned about this incident.

In the afternoon, there was a sudden noise outside Qixia Town, and a news swept through the whole town like a wind:
The new Wu Si faction has arrived!

As expected, the four sects really came together with a clear purpose, and after they entered the town, the atmosphere of a rainy day suddenly became strong.

During the meal, those Jianghu people were discussing enthusiastically, discussing winning or losing, but the public opinion was pessimistic about the old military.

Ji Pingan did not participate in the discussion and was not interested in these, and Wei Huayang was the same.

So every time they ate, the two of them seemed somewhat out of place compared to the other quacks who were discussing enthusiastically.

In the evening, Lu Qing came and said that the two sides had posted a post, and that tomorrow there would be a martial arts competition in the center of the town, and invited him to watch it, Ji Pingan readily agreed.

……

In the early morning of the third day, after Ji Ping'an finished washing, he knocked on the door for Yu Yu and Pei Qian:
"Let's go and watch the fun."

The two seemed very excited. The former just walked around the town in the past two days and found it boring, so he just joined in the fun.

As for the third son Pei, he was more of a "Jianghu person" and witnessed the excitement of this great event with his own eyes.

"After I go back, I can play for a year!" Pei Qianyuan's face was full of impatience.

Ji Pingan looked at the two of them helplessly, and walked out.

When he walked out of the room, he happened to see another door on the same floor open. It was Wei Huayang wearing a bamboo hat and a red dress.

The two looked at each other through the air, Ji Pingan nodded slightly, Wei Huayang kept a straight face, "humph", turned around and left in a smart and easy manner.

"Sir, who is this person? It feels like strangers should not get close." Pei Qian wondered.

Ji Pingan shook his head, and exhorted:
"Don't worry about other people's business."

While speaking, the three of them left the inn and walked straight towards a spacious prototype square in the center of Qixia Town.

It is designed as a place similar to a martial arts field, with a circle of sycamore trees planted around it, wisps of clouds fluttering in the sky, casting large shadows on the ground.

When Ji Ping'an arrived, he found that there were already dense crowds of Jianghu people around him, but they all tacitly moved away from the central area.

The warriors of the "old and new" factions are clearly separated on both sides. Ji Pingan swept his eyes and said:

"The martial arts leader hasn't arrived yet?"

He saw the disciples of the Jiang family in the uniform of the Wulin League, but he didn't see Jiang Xiaotang, and naturally he didn't see Jiang Huai, who fit the temperament of the leader of the alliance.

Amidst the uproar, Pei Qian whispered:
"Not only the Martial Arts League, but also Tingxuelou, Yuenu School and other neutral sects, as well as some well-known figures, did not come here, and only sent some disciples to observe."

The hem of Yu Yu's skirt fluttered, and she suddenly felt bored:
"why?"

Ji Pingan thought for a while and said:
"Maybe it means not to intervene. If the head of the neutral faction is present, once the two sides fight fiercely to the point of threatening life and death, Jiang Huai, as the leader of the alliance, must intervene, regardless of others.

And a group of people tacitly agreed not to be present, so even if someone was killed, both sides would have nothing to say.The other forces have more or less friendship with both parties, and if they are present, it is not appropriate to help them. "

Yu Yu glanced at him, but she didn't expect Ji Pingan to analyze it casually, she muttered:

"seriously……"

At this time, the uproar suddenly subsided, and Chen Qingsheng came out of the old team headed by Longhushan.

He was dressed in a white exercise suit, spotless, and his face was indifferent, completely different from his usual smiling image.

The slightly stooped figure was straight and straight, and he was obviously not tall, but when he walked out of the field, the huge Qixia Town fell silent.

An aura of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi rose.

Today, he is not an old man who lectures on martial arts in a ruined temple, nor is he an old man who remembers the past in an inn, but he can be called a generation of masters in the world in the "Dharma-Ending Era".

"My generation of warriors doesn't like red tape. Now that everyone is ready, let's start." Chen Qingsheng said lightly.

After the words fell, the heads of the four sects in the opposite camp did not speak, but a young undisciplined person suddenly jumped out.

His complexion is dark brown, his hair is casually draped, and his figure is extraordinarily burly, holding a leopard head ring knife in his hand.

If you look carefully, you can find that his muscles are gray and white, and his eyes are light red, as if he wants to choose someone to eat.

He smiled and said:

"This junior has broken through the seven realms and has admired Grandmaster Chen for a long time. Today's grand meeting is a rare event in a hundred years. I'm afraid that the seniors will fight against each other later. If there is no chance, I would like to ask for some advice first. How can Grandmaster Chen give advice?"

After the words fell, many Jianghu people present changed their expressions slightly and began to discuss in low voices.

Someone showed even more indignation, glaring at the four factions of Xinwu.

"This person is so ugly, like an evil ghost." Pei Qian was startled, and immediately froze.

Yu Yu folded his arms, glanced at it, snorted, and said:

"According to the information collected by this girl, this person should have practiced some immature 'new martial arts' to become like this. It should be related to the Tiancan sect or the gate of hell... I heard that some new martial arts It can quickly increase the cultivation base, it is estimated that this is one, there is a broken seven, but it may not be comparable to the real broken seven."

The saintess has done a lot of homework.

"However, why did you jump out at this time? Do you want to step on that old man to make a name for yourself?" Yu Yu muttered.

Ji Pingan stood with his hands behind his back, and said lightly:

"It should be an abandoned child. After all, Chen Qingsheng hasn't made a move for a long time. Xinwu probably wants to test it out, so he promised certain conditions and let this unprofessional young man come out... Heh, this time The words are also beautiful, with the posture of a junior asking for advice, if Chen Qingsheng cared about his grandmaster's face, he would not kill him."

During the speech, some people from Jianghu angrily reprimanded:

"Today is the martial arts competition between the two sect masters. What are you? How dare you challenge Grandmaster Chen?"

"Yes."

"Where did Po Qi come from? I haven't heard of it."

"It's so ugly."

Immediately, many people from the old-school Jianghu cursed angrily, some warriors from the neutral school frowned, and some watched the show.

The burly undisciplined man didn't care, he just stared at Chen Qingsheng, who was much shorter than himself, and said with a smile:
"Could it be that Grandmaster Chen is afraid of wasting energy on his body? Can't..."

He was interrupted by Chen Qingsheng in the middle of his speech:
"Whatever you want to talk about, just call."

The former was stunned for a moment, then realized that he had been despised, and was furious in his heart. His thick legs stomped hard on the ground, and the floor tiles under his feet "clicked", cracks like spider webs burst open.

The muscles of the dark brown body swelled, the eyes were red, and the black hair danced wildly. An afterimage was drawn from the body, and the leopard head ring knife in his hand whizzed out!

Extremely fast!

Terrifying!

Seeing this scene, many people in Jianghu held their breaths and expressed concern.

You must know that Po Qiwufu is a master anywhere, not to mention that this person practiced "new martial arts", not only with pure force, but also with the blessing of skills, which made people look pale.

"Grandmaster Chen is old and frail after all, his vitality is not as good as before, not to mention he hasn't made a move for many years... Even if he is in the realm of sitting in a well, facing such a murderer, I'm afraid..."

Just when similar thoughts emerged in many people's minds.

However, Chen Qingsheng just stood there, and casually threw out a fist in the air. The chest of the burly Sanren pounced on him was instantly dented, and a clear fist mark suddenly protruded from the clothes on his back!

"puff!"

The young Sanren spat out a mouthful of blood, as if being stabbed by a javelin, his body flew backwards like a meteor, and hit the wall on one side of the square with a "boom".

Thin purple-red cracks appeared on the bronze-colored body, like broken porcelain, and they were protruding blood vessels, like ferocious earthworms.

The next moment, the blood vessels in his whole body burst at the same time, reducing him to a blood man. There was a clear sound of bone cracking in his body, and he collapsed like a broken sack, turning into a puddle of flesh, and his vitality was cut off.

quiet!
The entire martial arts arena was quiet, and the needles could be heard, only the leaves of the sycamore tree were falling.

Chen Qingsheng's white clothes fluttered, and he slowly withdrew his fist. There was no smoke on his face, and he looked indifferently at the area of ​​the four new martial arts factions, and said lightly:

"Now, are you satisfied?"

No one spoke.

The eyeballs of the brothers and sisters of the Xiang family in the crowd fell out, and Pei Qian opened his mouth wide.

Wearing a bamboo hat and holding the hilt of his sword, Wei Huayang moved forward a little bit, and nodded slightly, as if he thought it was not bad.

Holding his arms, Yu Yu, who looked disdainful, froze for a moment, and put away his contempt for a while.

She silently estimated that if she didn't use her life-saving hole card, if she went to receive this punch, she would probably end up seriously injured.

"Don't underestimate the people of the Jianghu, the upper limit of the Wufu path is not weaker than that of the Daoist school." Ji Pingan stood with his hands behind his back, and said lightly.

It seemed that he was not surprised by the scene in front of him.

"Wow—"

At this time, there was a commotion from the surroundings, and many people's faces changed, not just because of the overwhelming strength Chen Qingsheng displayed.

What's more, he actually killed someone without holding back, simply and neatly.

This surprised many people who thought he cared about his reputation and didn't want to get the notoriety of "bullying the younger generation".

Only some old people in the rivers and lakes smiled:

"Could it be that some people really think that the masters in the rivers and lakes are sealed by their virtues? They are all martial arts banned by martial arts, not eminent monks or old masters. When Master Chen was in the rivers and lakes, he also gained his reputation by killing him, but he just retired a little bit. Years ago, many people have already forgotten."

Others raised their eyebrows, realizing that this is probably the attitude of the old school today:

Not one step back.

"Qingsheng, it's a bit too much for you to be like this."

Suddenly, the crowd on the opposite side dispersed, and an old man with gray hair and dressed as an idle rich man came out, staring at him with a pair of sharp eyes.

Someone whispered:

"It's Senior Ding Huan, an old man from Jianghu, a very famous and strong man of the older generation. Wasn't he invited by the Wulin League? Why did he go to Xinwu?"

Among the crowd, Ji Pingan looked at the old man named "Ding Huan" expressionlessly, and sighed softly.

Xiaoding... After all, he still forgot his admonition.

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