evening.
Chen Ping went to visit He Xianxiang with a bottle of wine and a bag of braised monster meat. It’s been so long since I moved here, but I haven’t actually sat down and had a drink with He Xianxiang.
"You kid, are you finally willing to come out of the house? I don't know, I thought you were hiding in a golden house." Seeing Chen Ping coming over, He Xianxiang joked.
Chen Ping grinned:
"Senior, what are you talking about? I just don't like fighting with others by nature, so I just want to stay at home and feel at ease."
He Xianxiang hummed twice.
If you are timid, you are timid, and you don't like to fight with others by nature.
I had never found this boy to be so afraid of death before.
The two of them didn't pick a place, so they set up a wooden table in the yard of He Xianxiang's house, and sat next to each other while chatting and drinking.
"Huh? Where did you buy this monster meat? It tastes good." He Xianxiang took a piece and tasted it carefully.
This is a delicacy made by Chen Ping himself.
The three-pronged approach of 'skilled' level cooking skills, combined with the cooking concepts of later generations, and the deliciousness of monster meat, makes it difficult to not taste it.
The ingredients in this world are delicious, but the cooking techniques are a bit monotonous.
There is no comparison with future generations.
Chen Ping said calmly:
"Make it yourself. You have to like it enough."
He Xianxiang tasted it carefully again and felt that the taste was very unique and was something he had never tasted before.
This meat, the strength of the monster meat itself has not been destroyed, but it is more meaty, fragrant and delicious than ordinary monster meat, and has a full aftertaste.
...There's something about this kid.
Could it be that he has been a chef in Ning Mansion for several years? I can cut meat and cook...
However, it smells so good.
"I heard that senior went out some time ago?" Chen Ping chatted.
"Yeah, I went hunting for animals."
Chen Ping said in surprise:
"You don't hunt animals, don't you?"
In my impression, He Xianxiang has always been a meat seller, working as a middleman.
He rarely hunts animals himself.
"You don't know. Recently, there have been more first-order monsters in the forest than before. Hunting monsters has become a lot easier. There is no need to go deep into the endless forest. It is such a profitable and less dangerous job. Why not?" He Xianxiang said indifferently.
Chen Ping's heart froze for a moment.
Are there more monsters?
What means?
Chen Ping knew something about this. Because there were many beast hunters in Lianyun City, all the surrounding monsters had been wiped out. It would take more than a hundred miles to go deep into the forest to have a chance to hunt valuable first-order monsters.
Now according to He Xianxiang, it seems that the monsters have migrated out of the core area?
"What does it mean that there are too many monsters?" Chen Ping asked without understanding.
He Xianxiang shook his head:
"It's just that there are more monsters. It's easier to hunt the monsters without having to go deep into the inner areas of the forest. As for why there are so many monsters, I have no clue, and the group of beast hunters don't know either."
"So I also participated in animal hunting. Anyway, it's a good thing. It's easier to make money."
Chen Ping frowned slightly.
No wonder animal meat has become cheaper.
But then I thought...it's a good thing that meat is cheap. As for monsters, that has nothing to do with me. I won’t hunt them.
Things outside the city.
who cares.
"What? Are you interested? If you want to go, you can go with me next time." He Xianxiang saw Chen Ping thinking and said while chewing monster meat.
"No, no." Chen Ping quickly refused:
"My cultivation level is low, so I won't join in the fun, so as not to hold you back."
Haha, look at how much you care about your life... He Xianxiang didn't mention this again.
The two continued to drink for a while.
Chen Ping took the opportunity to ask again during the chat:
"Senior He, remember that you also practiced Breeze Nine Swords before?"
"I've practiced, what's wrong?" He Xianxiang took a sip of wine and turned to look at Chen Ping.
Chen Ping hits the snake with a stick:
"That's great. I've also been practicing the Breeze Nine Swords recently. I've read the entire sword manual, but the introduction to the nine moves is unclear. Could you help me explain it, senior?"
"Nine Breeze Swords." He Xianxiang sat upright, chewed the monster meat a few times, and said seriously: "Many people know this sword technique. The moves and experience are not secrets. I also know some. Which move do you want to hear? insights?”
"Let's all listen." Chen Ping said cheekily.
He didn't want others to know the progress of his Breeze Nine Swords.
Therefore, when asking for advice, just be interested in the entire sword manual and avoid talking about your own sword skills training.
He Xianxiang nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
Since Chen Ping was interested, he got drunk and talked about the mystery of Breeze Nine Swords and his practice experience.
Some of the insights are his, and some are spread by many casual practitioners.
There are many monks practicing, so naturally they can't keep many secrets.
He Xianxiang talked from the first pose to the fifth pose in one breath, and then stopped abruptly.
"No more?" Chen Ping asked.
Do I care about the first few formulas? What I'm concerned about is the seventh pose.
"Gone."
"What about the next few moves?"
"Not many people have learned the next few moves, and I don't know them either. How could anyone know?"
Chen Ping was disappointed.
this...
Bai asked.
"Who will be behind?" Chen Ping asked calmly.
"As for the sixth form, there are still a few people who know it. Qi Feiyan in the north of the city, Zhang Yuanqing in the east of the city, and by the way, there are also a few people in the west district who know it."
"As for the seventh form, tsk tsk tsk, that is the magic of the Immortal family. Swordsmanship and magic are integrated into one. It is extremely exquisite. The only one who knows it in Lianyun City is Yu Qingyihui. Although this old guy is not a good person, his cultivation is With the ninth level of Qi, he is the top Qi practitioner in Lianyun City, and he still has a way of doing it."
"As for the eighth and ninth postures, no one has mastered them."
No one has learned the eighth and ninth postures, but Chen Ping knows about them.
What I didn't know was that only Yu Qingyi knew the seventh style of Breeze Nine Swords.
I see it is difficult to break through in a short time.
Yu Qingyi has not appeared so far, and I don’t know when he will appear.
I may not be willing to give you some advice when I come back.
...It seems that I can only continue to figure it out on my own.
"But I did hear that old guy Yu Qingyi mention it once. If you want to practice the seventh pose, you have to forget all the first six poses. That old guy kept talking about it, so you can't believe it." He Xianxiang added. One sentence.
Are He Xianxiang and Yu Qingyi difficult to deal with?
Keep talking about old things.
Obviously...he is not young either.
And isn’t Yu Qingyi said to be a chivalrous and charitable person? Why isn't he a good person?
Chen Ping smiled and said nothing.
Time passes in the wine glass.
Half an hour later, He Xianxiang had obviously drunk and became chatty, chatting about everything.
"Look, it's good that you moved here. At least I have someone to drink with the old man. I haven't had such a pleasant drink in many years." He Xianxiang said sadly.
Chen Ping poured him a glass:
"So, if you are happy in life, you must have all the fun, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon."
"Hey, are you still a scholar?"
"Ah... I studied for several years before cultivating immortality." Chen Ping said nonsense: "Everyone in our place is proud of reading, and reading is also the only way out for many poor children."
This sentence seemed to bring back He Xianxiang's memories.
The old man looked up at the moon, his eyes became moist, and he murmured to himself under the influence of wine.
"Yes, it's not a bad thing to be proud of your studies and stay safe. Now that I think about it, old man, I don't know whether it's right or wrong to take this path. I haven't seen my family in decades."
"But in the end, what did you get? I am in the advanced stage of Qi training, and there is no hope of building a foundation. How can I have any chance of immortality?"
"...Hey, I'm old."
"More than ten years ago, my son wrote to me and said that he had given birth to a lovely little granddaughter for me. Later, the city where I lived was in chaos, so I came to Lianyun City, and since then I have lost contact with my family."
"When I left, my son was only six years old. I never thought that I would have a granddaughter now."
"I don't know if they are doing well or not."
Chen Ping was stunned for a moment. He had never heard He Xianxiang mention his past before, and he didn't know how to comfort him.
What's right or wrong?
I'm just asking for something that goes well with me.
This is the case in this era.
The same will be true in later generations.
However, seeing that the atmosphere was a bit low, Chen Ping wanted to be lively and jokingly said:
"Senior, you are wrong. At least you should go home and bring your granddaughter over, just in time to marry me, junior. Wouldn't it be better for you and me to drink together every day?"
"Go, go, you kid took advantage of the old man." He Xianxiang kicked Chen Ping on the butt, feeling quite emotional in his heart. If his granddaughter grew up healthily, she would be a few years younger than Chen Ping.
Chen Ping asked calmly:
"Why don't you go back?"
He Xianxiang was stunned for a moment.
go back?
His eyes were distracted, and countless past events gathered in his eyes. After a while, he sighed longly:
"Can not go back."
Can not go back...
Chen Ping couldn't answer this sentence.
He used to live in a certain first-tier city and saw too many different kinds of people. While they were doing the hardest work in the big city, they lamented that "the city cannot accommodate the soul, and the hometown cannot accommodate the body." Whenever I was asked why I didn't go back, I always said, "I can't go back." Chen Ping is actually one of them.
I feel deeply about this.
I felt arrogant when I left, which was in sharp contrast to the humble life in the city.
But that pride and dignity made them never go back.
Chen Ping didn't know the reason behind He Xianxiang's emotion, but at this moment, he comforted him by accident.
"Maybe, I mean maybe."
"Perhaps they don't expect you to become an immortal. Maybe your granddaughter just wants to see her grandfather, and your son just wants to see his father."
Hearing this, He Xianxiang couldn't help but turn his head and look at Chen Ping.
The white beard was trembling, the wine glass in his hand was shaking, and the wine was stained on the ground without realizing it.
After a while, he calmed down:
"That's it, that's all, don't talk about these sad things."
"Oh, you should be happy when you drink tonight, you really are. Come on, let the scholar say a few more nice sentences."
Chen Ping smiled:
"Well, let me think about it. It really does exist. It's all about ordinary things."
"A moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold. You must know how to do it."
"Hahaha, you are not honest either. But this is the truth, is there anything else?"
"The humble concubine is guarding the empty house while the monk knocks on the door."
"This... is so shameless. Hahahaha."
"..."
