On the first floor of the inn, after Wei Huayang heard these words, long-lost memories surged, but almost in an instant, she perfectly hid them:
"Go white?"
Ji Ping'an held the wine glass, said "yes" and said:
"There is a kind of pearl in Qingzhou, which is ground into powder... Well, actually I don't really understand it. Anyway, many restaurants say that. I don't know where this statement comes from."
Wei Huayang didn't say anything. The idea of drinking pearl powder to turn white has appeared in this world very early, so there is no problem for Ji Ping'an to mention it.
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 moment and asked softly:
"friend?"
She silently added the word "female" in her heart, but there was no such thing as "girlfriend" in this world. This word only appeared in Li Yang's mouth.
Ji Ping'an was also silent for a moment, as if lost in long-lasting memories, and finally nodded with a smile:
"So be it."
Wei Huayang suddenly looked at him strangely, hesitated, and said tentatively:
"Is it a woman?"
Ji Ping'an unexpectedly found that he seemed to have found a breakthrough in the topic with this unknown woman in red. It seemed that he could conduct in-depth exploration on this topic, so he nodded:
"It's been a long time."
Wei Huayang looked at him carefully again, and her eyes suddenly became a little colder - she once again remembered the "picking up" method he had shared with Li Yang when they were fighting swords in the world:
Pretending to be a melancholy and artistic man, and bringing up a past episode can have a miraculous effect on certain types of women.
...So, this guy is indeed a libertine who flirts with women. How could such a thing come out of our Taoist sect? Fortunately, it is just a side branch of the hexagram technique. If he was a disciple of the "Taoist sect", he would definitely be killed...
Wei Huayang sneered in his heart and hated the "scumbag".
When Ji Pingan mentioned pearls, she had some associations.
But first of all, she was very confident in her own hexagram skills. She had divined this Taoist priest before, but the "Li Yang" in her memory was a pure sword cultivator and was not good at Xuanmen hexagram skills.
Secondly, the temperament of the Taoist priest in front of him was completely different from that of Li Yang, even two extremes.
In her memory, Liyang was originally a high-spirited, righteous, and extremely intelligent swordsman genius. He was a bit unruly and would often speak strange "hometown dialect".
Later, after being wanted by the "Tao League", Li Yang, who became the "Demon Lord", became a cold, powerful, somewhat violent person who was good at using an "evil" appearance to cover up his fiery heart, with an unparalleled domineering image.
But the person in front of him had a peaceful and tranquil aura about him, which was very unlike him.
Ji Pingan, who was on the table next to her, stared at her for a while and felt uncomfortable.
...So, this is indeed a very vigilant little girl, and she is moody and angry. She has clearly broken the ice just now, but suddenly she becomes cold again, inexplicably...
He silently put a label in his heart, feeling a little regretful.
He has short hair in red clothes and is holding a sword. Although the astrological feedback results are correct, this dress does remind him of someone.
But after the trial, any hope in my heart was shattered.
The old friend in his memory was a woman who dared to love and hate, and was generous and forthright. She was full of pride for all things in the world, rather than vigilance and resistance.
"After all...it's just a slight similarity, not the same person."
Ji Ping'an laughed at himself and lowered his head to drink.
A person's experience can change a person's temperament, just like Ji Ping'an, the "Headmaster of Huayang" who didn't know how to massacre the Taoist alliance and establish the Taoist sect.
Wei Huayang would also not understand that the identity of "Grand Master of the Zhou Dynasty" in this life had already erased the hostility and coldness of Li Yang's life.
The two of them fell silent and ate separately. Just as Ji Ping'an's food and wine were being served, two familiar figures walked in from the door of the inn.
Grandmaster Chen, who was wearing a white training uniform, walked in with his hands behind his back. He glanced at them and his eyes lit up when he saw the two of them. He walked over and said with a smile:
"meet again."
The arrival of Chen Qingsheng broke the awkwardness between the two of them having their own thoughts, while Lu Qing, the top disciple in short shirt, greeted them with food and wine.
Ji Pingan said unexpectedly:
"Master Chen, haven't you eaten yet?"
Chen Qingsheng has an easy-going personality and does not have the dignity of a martial arts master.
If you ignore those names, you will look like an old man from the neighborhood. You will sit down opposite him with a smile and wave your hands with a smile:
"There are many people who want to see me, so I have no choice but to run out and ask for some peace and quiet."
Not surprisingly.
With his status as the leader of Longhu Mountain, and the current cauldron bearer of the "Old Martial Arts", it's strange that he doesn't attract attention.
Especially when it comes to the next direction of the martial arts world, all the major forces are very concerned about the attitude of the old master.
Ji Pingan nodded and said:
"Understood. People in the world cannot help themselves."
Chen Qingsheng was stunned for a moment, chewed these eight words carefully, his eyes lit up, and he praised:
"After all, I have read the book, and this casual sentence is extremely subtle."
Wei Huayang, who was concentrating on eating, also glanced at him in surprise and said nothing.
Next to him, Lu Qing had already sat down, his expression not relaxed:
"The battle between the old and the new is imminent, and the Wulin Alliance's attitude is ambiguous. Since my master has chosen to stand up, many things cannot be avoided."
Ji Ping'an showed a slight interest:
"I also heard that this time the four major sects that advocate new martial arts are going to have a showdown with the old martial arts. Is only Grandmaster Chen standing up?"
Lu Qing depressedly picked up a glass of wine, drank it, put it down heavily, and then said:
"When it comes to route disputes, it is difficult for those of us who have broken through the Nine Realms to intervene. We must at least reach the Nine Levels before we can barely participate. There used to be many old martial arts masters, but over the years, Mr. Huang died suddenly, Mr. Zhao died of illness, and Mr. Li retired... …
The ten elders who ruled the world at the beginning have withered away one after another. They have died and been injured. Even the few who are left are no longer in their peak condition. An era has almost passed...
The neutral faction has also been shaken, so this time the enemy is coming fiercely and will definitely defeat my master with all his strength to prove the end of the old martial arts and the change of dynasty. "
There was a sigh in his tone.
Chen Qingsheng looked at the eldest disciple with an unhappy expression and said angrily:
"You don't have any confidence in me? In the past, when I was traveling all over the world..."
After saying the word "old years", the old master was silent for a moment, a trace of loneliness flashed in his eyes, and then he said with a firm expression:
"The old weapons cannot be destroyed in the hands of our generation!
I went to both Lao Huang and Lao Zhao before they died. The last words they said to me before they died were this. I can retreat, but if I retreat, who will be left behind? Someone has to step up. "
Lu Qing said anxiously: "But..."
Chen Qingsheng waved his hand, interrupted him, and shouted:
"Have a meal!"
The table became quiet, and Wei Huayang finally took another look at the old master.
It wasn't until this moment that she felt that the other person had the qualifications for her to remember him.
In his twilight years, Chen Qingsheng faced off against the four major factions alone, and the final result can be imagined.
You must know that one of the big reasons why it is difficult to reach the top of the martial arts path is that if you are unable to break through, the strength of the martial arts will weaken as you age.
Taoist priests, monks, and even great demons will not do this.
The so-called "boxing is afraid of the young", this is the truth. No matter how strong Chen Qingsheng is, he has been retired for many years. His time has passed. This time he comes out, there is more danger than good.
Ji Ping'an didn't say anything, and the few people didn't talk about this topic anymore. They chatted about some anecdotes about the world.
Wei Huayang was the first to leave, and then Master and Disciple Longhushan stood up and left the inn.
Ji Ping'an watched them leave.
Just as the sunset spread from the horizon, Chen Qingsheng's slightly stooped white clothes went away against the setting sun, becoming a black silhouette, like the 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 lost the deliberately tragic look, and his tone was calm:
"Although I don't know the origins of these two people, the man is definitely a genius of the old martial arts, and has not followed the path of the new martial arts. I can see this. Although the woman has not taken action, she should be the same. In this fight, I have little chance of winning, but the Dragon and Tiger martial arts masters can be defeated, but the old martial arts masters cannot be taken seriously and 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 worthwhile."
Lu Qing was moved, his nose suddenly sore, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he just clenched his fists and remained silent.
He regretted that his martial arts level was not enough.
In this "battle between the old and the new" that will inevitably be recorded in the history of the world, nothing can be changed.
"Hey, why is that old man here?"
On the other side, Yu Yu walked back to the inn holding a bunch of candied haws, and asked Ji Pingan, who was eating slowly alone.
Ji Ping'an slowly ate up the last grain of rice in the bowl. His tableware was always extremely clean, as if it had never been used.
Hearing this, he said calmly: "Let's play a show."
"Acting?" Yu Yu's pink and delicate face looked cute, but he didn't understand.
Ji Pingan stood 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. As the date of the conference approached, more and more people arrived in the town.
It's just that compared to the "Four Holy Religions", the topic of "the old and the new" is actually more heated. Almost everyone is looking forward to this battle, and countless eyes fall on Chen Qingsheng.
During this period, Ji Ping'an spent most of his time practicing and studying in his house. Occasionally, he would bump into Wei Huayang during meals, but there was no further interaction.
…
The next morning, the heroines from Tingxue Tower arrived and briefly attracted his attention.
Sitting condescendingly by the third-floor window of the inn, I watched the veiled heroines walking on the street, with knitted bags hanging from their waists and a row of sharp flying knives stuck in them.
"Lord, what's wrong?"
The red-tasseled heroine, wearing a high ponytail tied with a red headband, was walking through the street when she suddenly noticed that the landlord next to her raised her head and glanced to the side.
The tall and mature Tingxue building master looked away when he heard this, shook his head, and said:
"nothing."
She just vaguely saw a strange figure in front of the inn window, and she felt familiar for some reason.
Hongying said "Oh", her eyes sparkling:
"This time Chen Qingsheng faced off against the four major factions. It was really exciting to watch."
Tingxue Building belongs to the "neutral" camp and has not yet fallen to any party, but as the owner of the building, the former is also very concerned about this incident.
In the afternoon, the noise outside Qixia Town suddenly became louder, and a piece of news swept through the entire town:
The new martial arts sect has arrived!
As expected, the four sects arrived together with a clear purpose. After entering the town, the atmosphere of an imminent storm suddenly became intense.
During the meal, people in the Jianghu were discussing the victory or defeat enthusiastically, but public opinion was pessimistic about the old military capital.
Ji Ping'an did not participate in the discussion and was not interested in these, and the same was true for Wei Huayang.
So every time they ate, the two of them seemed somewhat out of place compared to the other Jianghu people who were chatting enthusiastically.
In the evening, Lu Qing came over and said that both parties had posted a message and that there would be a competition in the center of the town tomorrow and invited him to watch. Ji Ping'an 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 had been walking around the town for the past two days and found it boring, so he just joined in the fun.
As for Mr. Pei, he was more of a "jianghu man" and was excited to witness this important event with his own eyes.
"After I go back, I can play for a year!" Pei Qianyuan's face was filled with impatience.
Ji Pingan glanced 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, and it was Wei Huayang wearing a bamboo hat and a red skirt.
The two looked at each other through the air, Ji Ping'an nodded slightly, Wei Huayang said "hum" with a straight face, turned around and left in a cool and easy manner.
"Sir, who is this person? It feels like you should not approach a stranger." Pei Qian wondered.
Ji Ping'an shook his head and warned:
"Care less about other people's business."
While talking, the three of them left the inn and walked straight towards a spacious prototype square in the center of Qixia Town.
This place is designed to be like a martial arts arena, with a circle of plane trees planted around it, and 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 people around, but they all tacitly moved the central area out of the way.
The warriors of the "old and new" factions were clearly separated on both sides. Ji Ping'an glanced at it and said:
"The martial arts leader hasn't arrived yet?"
He saw the disciples of the Jiang family wearing the attire of the martial arts alliance, but he did not see Jiang Xiaotang, and naturally he did not see Jiang Huai who fit the temperament of the alliance leader.
Amid the commotion, Pei Qian whispered:
"Not only the Wulin Alliance, but also neutral sects such as Tingxuelou and Yue Nu Sect, as well as some well-known figures, did not come over. They only sent some disciples to observe."
Yu Yu's skirt was fluttering, and he suddenly felt bored:
"Why?"
Ji Ping'an thought for a while and said:
"Maybe it means not to interfere. If the leader of the neutral faction is present, once the two sides fight to the point of threatening life and death, Jiang Huai, as the leader of the alliance, must intervene to mediate, regardless of others.
And if a group of people tacitly agree not to be present, then even if someone is beaten to death, both parties will have nothing to say. Other forces have more or less friendships with both parties. If they are present, it would be inappropriate to help either side. "
Yu Yu glanced at him, but she didn't expect Ji Ping'an to analyze it casually and succinctly. She murmured:
"seriously……"
At this time, the noise suddenly died down, and Chen Qingsheng walked out of the old-school team headed by Longhu Shan.
He was dressed in white training clothes, spotless, and his face with grooves was indifferent, which was completely different from his usual smiling image.
The slightly stooped figure was straight and clearly not burly, but when he stepped out of the field, the huge Qixia Town fell silent.
A Yuan Ting Yue Zhi aura rose up.
Today, he is not an old man teaching martial arts in a dilapidated temple, nor is he an old man reminiscing about the past in an inn, but he can be called a great master in the world in the "era of the end of the Dharma".
"We, warriors, don't like red tape. Now that everyone is here, let's get started." Chen Qingsheng said calmly.
After finishing speaking, the leaders of the four major sects in the opposite camp did not speak, but a young Sanren suddenly jumped out.
His skin color is dark brown, his hair is spread freely, he is extremely tall, and he is holding a leopard-headed sword in his hand.
If you look carefully, you can see that his muscles are gray-white and his eyes are light red, as if he wants to choose people to devour.
He smiled and said:
"Juniors have broken through the Seventh Realm and have admired Grandmaster Chen for a long time. Today's event is a rare one in a hundred years. I'm afraid that the seniors will fight against each other later and there will be no chance again. I would like to ask for some advice first. How about asking Grandmaster Chen for advice?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the faces of many Jianghu people present changed slightly and they started talking in low voices.
Some people even showed indignation and glared at the four new martial arts sects.
"This life is so ugly, like an evil ghost." Pei Qian was startled and suddenly frightened.
Yu Yu crossed his arms, glanced at it, grunted, 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 Tianzan Sect or the Hell Gate... I heard that there are some new martial arts It can quickly increase cultivation level, I guess this is just one, there is Po Qi in vain, but it may not be as good as the real Po Qi."
The saintly girl has done a lot of homework.
"But why are you jumping out now? Do you want to step on that old man and become famous?" Yu Yu muttered.
Ji Ping'an stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly:
"It should be an abandoned son. After all, Chen Qingsheng hasn't made a move for a long time. Xinwu probably also wanted to test it out, so they promised certain conditions to let this stupid young man with no family or sect take action... Ha, this time The words are also beautiful, with the attitude of a junior asking for advice. If Chen Qingsheng was concerned about the grandmaster's face, he would not kill him."
While he was talking, some people in the world were already angrily criticizing:
"Today is a competition between two sect masters. Who do you think you are? Do you dare to provoke Grandmaster Chen?"
"that is."
"Where did Po Qi come from? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"So ugly."
Suddenly, many old-school warriors cursed angrily, while some neutral warriors frowned and some watched the show.
The burly Sanren didn't care, he just stared at Chen Qingsheng, who was much shorter than him, and said with a smile:
"Is it possible that Grandmaster Chen is afraid of wasting his energy on himself? There is no way..."
Halfway through what he said, he was lightly interrupted by Chen Qingsheng:
"What nonsense? Just hit me if you want."
The former was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he had been despised. He was furious in his heart. He stamped his strong legs on the ground, and the floor tiles under his feet made a "click" sound, and spider web-like cracks opened.
The muscles of the dark brown body bulged, the eyes were red, the black hair danced wildly, an afterimage emerged from the body, and the leopard-headed ring knife in his hand whizzed out!
Extremely fast!
The momentum is terrifying!
Seeing this scene, many people in the world held their breath and looked worried.
You must know that Po Qi Wufu is a master anywhere, not to mention that this person practices "new martial arts", which is not only pure force, but also blessed by magic, which makes people look dizzy.
"After all, Grandmaster Chen is old and frail, and his vitality and blood are not as good as before. What's more, he hasn't made a move for many years... Even if he is in the realm of sitting in a well, facing such a vicious person, I'm afraid..."
Just when similar thoughts are popping up in many people's minds.
But Chen Qingsheng just stood there and casually threw out a fist in the air. The chest of the burly Sanren who rushed towards him was instantly dented, and a clear fist mark suddenly appeared on the clothes on his back!
"puff!"
The young man spat out a mouthful of blood, as if he had been stabbed by a javelin, and his body flew backwards like a meteor, hitting the wall on one side of the square with a "dong" sound.
Fine purple-red cracks appeared on the bronze body, like broken porcelain, and the blood vessels protruded out like ferocious earthworms.
The next moment, the blood vessels all over his body burst at the same time, and he was reduced to a bloody man. There was a crisp sound of bone cracking in his body, and he fell limp like a torn sack, turning into a puddle of flesh, and his life was cut off.
quiet!
The entire martial arts arena was quiet, you could hear needles falling, only the leaves of the sycamore trees were falling.
Chen Qingsheng's white clothes were fluttering, and he slowly retracted his fist. There was no trace of fireworks on his face. He looked at the area of the Four New Wu Sects with an indifferent expression and said calmly:
"Now, are you satisfied?"
No one spoke.
The eyes of the Xiang brothers and sisters in the crowd fell out, and Pei Qian also opened his mouth.
Wei Huayang, who was wearing a bamboo hat and holding the hilt of his sword, became a little more energetic and nodded slightly, seeming to feel pretty good.
Yu Yu, who was holding his arms with a look of disdain on his face, was stunned for a moment, then put away his contempt for a little bit.
She silently estimated that if she didn't use her life-saving trump card, she would probably be seriously injured if she took the punch.
"Don't underestimate Jianghu people. The upper limit of the martial arts path is no weaker than that of the Taoist sect." Ji Ping'an stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly.
It seemed that he was not surprised by the scene in front of him.
"Wow——"
At this time, there was a burst of noise around, and many people's expressions changed, not just because of the overwhelming strength Chen Qingsheng showed.
What's more, he actually killed someone, without mercy, and neatly.
This surprised many people who thought he would care about his reputation and did not want to be known as a "bully".
Only some old people in the world smiled:
"Does anyone really think that the masters in the world are awarded based on their moral character? They are all warriors who use force to break the ban, and they are not eminent monks or old masters. When Grandmaster Chen was in the world, he also had a great reputation, but he has retired a little. Years ago, many people have forgotten.”
Others raised their eyebrows, realizing that this was probably the attitude of the old school today:
Never take a step back.
"Celebrating your birthday, you are going too far."
Suddenly, the crowd on the opposite side dispersed, and an old man with gray hair and casually dressed as a rich man came out and stared at him with a pair of sharp eyes.
Someone whispered:
"It's Senior Ding Huan, a veteran of the world and a very famous old man. Wasn't he invited by the Wulin Alliance? Why did he end up with Xinwu?"
In the crowd, Ji Pingan looked at the old man named "Ding Huan" expressionlessly and sighed softly.
Xiao Ding... finally forgot his admonishment.
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