I Am a Dragon

1. I really don't understand why it's called Chen Ping'an, and its personality is so similar. With this name, it's destined to be compared with the sword. If you can't compare, you will have to lose points. If you can't compare, this book will be a high-quality book and it won't lack the bonus points. However, taking the initiative to touch other great gods will still attract trouble. Moreover, this is the author's first fairy tale, so he is so confident that he can not use the sword? No matter how you think about it, it does more harm than good 2. The author's advantage is in writing about emotions, but this advantage has not been reflected at all until now. The most important relationship between Jiu'er and Chen Ping'an is so abrupt, why did he suddenly fall in love with it? Just because Chen Pingan is purely honest? 3. The plot so far is very cliche, and some of the plot developments are far-fetched and unreasonable. There are too many characters at once, including the protagonist, the portrayal is average, and the overall feeling is very rough 4. It is the first time for the author to write martial arts, and the advantage is emotion. It is recommended to write a relaxed and low-level martial arts world first. The protagonist and heroines develop the plot while they are learning skills and playing hard, so that the focus is on daily life. If it's a high-level martial arts game from the beginning, and all the adventures escalate, there's no way to invest more in emotional portrayal. And for high martial arts, divine consciousness, super perception, etc., Just let them whisper, small actions and other small plots will look stupid, and fighting skills are also required. In addition, don't bring in high-level characters too early. Once they enter the plot, there shouldn't be too much for the protagonist. After all, there is an elephant and an ant 5. The protagonist's personality is not suitable for playing with emotions, personal feeling. This kind of personality will appear to be more like a virgin, and usually the woman will take the initiative to support him. These are the main points I think the administrator seems to be constantly cleaning the book, but there are indeed many problems with the book so far. It cannot be cleaned, and it will be useless if it is cleaned. Most of the people who read the book review want to complain, and there is not much to discuss about the plot at the moment. It is recommended that you read more readers' comments and review them carefully.

I drew a sticker of Jiuer and Dianniang wearing Chinese maid outfits to celebrate Qidian's 20th birthday!

"Jiuer, why do the fox ears you changed for me look like those of a puppy?" "Hahaha, because what I changed for brother Ping An was to fix the dog ears!"

Let's be a big eater together! ~Jiuer and Ping An reunited after a long absence

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I finished painting a scene in my heart: Ping An and Jiuer reunited under the moon

Seriously, anyone who spent money to order this book will be taken advantage of! The reason for serialization is to give the author motivation. If I had known, who would read it if I didn't finish it! Reading a book makes me feel like Wang Zibo!

After the book was released in a certain month of a certain year, Zha Liu heard that someone in the world was naming the characters in the new book and made shocking remarks:

I got promoted and have no time to update╯▂╰. Is there any acquaintance who asked the author to retire early.

"Little fox, what gifts have you prepared for the Dragon Boat Festival?" As soon as Jiu'er entered the door, she saw her biggest enemy in Shangqing Kindergarten - Zhu Yaoguang running over and asking her for a gift for the Dragon Boat Festival. "Canyaoguang, I won't tell you." Jiuer stuck out his tongue and ran to the other side. "Brother Pingan, what gifts have you prepared for Children's Day?" Jiu'er looked at Chen Pingan who was reading a book with his short hands. "This, this is confidential." Chen Pingan paused and said with a blushing face. "Hehe, am I the only one who has this gift from Brother Ping'an?" Jiu'er said with a smile. "Yes, yes." Chen Pingan thought that everyone is different. "Chen Pingan, what about mine?" Upon hearing the sound, Zhu Yaoguang jumped up to Chen Pingan and looked at Chen Pingan like Jiuer, holding hands. "This..." Chen Ping'an didn't know how to answer for a while. Fortunately, the class bell just rang at this time. "Teacher Gu, where did Teacher Zheng go?" Chen Pingan's mood suddenly dropped when he saw that it was not Teacher Zheng who came to class but Teacher Zhou leading a stranger. "Teacher Zheng is taking a break. This is the new teacher hired from the Eagle Sect." Teacher Gu explained. "Students, have a good time in class. I have to go to another class, so I'll go over there first." After Teacher Gu left, Chen Pingan and others listened to Teacher Wu for half a class before seeing it start class. "Teacher, you drew it wrong." After listening for a while, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but stood up and reminded him when he saw that the lecture was getting more and more weird and even obvious mistakes appeared later. "What's wrong? Children, don't talk nonsense. This textbook was carefully compiled by Teacher Jiancao and I." Wu Yong, who was talking enthusiastically, said cheerfully. "The direction of the Five Red Flags is wrong. The first star is on the left and not on the top." Chen Pingan said. "I think this direction is better!" Hao Yong said angrily. "Really?" A voice appeared out of thin air. "Grandpa Xue!" Chen Pingan shouted excitedly when he saw Xue Dingyuan appeared. "Ping An, remember what I said, kill to protect lives." After Xue Dingyuan finished speaking, he turned Wu Yong into nothingness with a wave of his hand, along with the things that should not have appeared. "I'm going to take care of something first. Ping An, you guys go to the medicine garden to play. I'll give you a day off today on Children's Day." "Okay, Grandpa Xue." Chen Ping'an nodded excitedly. …… "Ping An, why are there no classes today?" Mr. Luo asked when he saw Chen Ping An running over with two little girls. "Oh, Grandpa Xue called us here and said he would give us a day off for Children's Day." Chen Pingan let go of Jiu'er and Yaoguang's hands a little embarrassed. "I almost forgot that today is Children's Day, here is a gift for you." Mr. Luo conjured three carrot dolls like a magic trick. "It's so cute, thank you, Grandpa Luo." Jiu'er looked at the doll in his hand and said with a smile. "Haha, as long as you like it, I won't play with you if I have something else to do." Mr. Luo laughed happily. "Grandpa Luo, walk slowly." "By the way, brother Ping'an, what is the gift you prepared for us?" Jiuer looked at Chen Pingan while holding the carrot doll. Zhu Yaoguang could not help but look at Chen Pingan. "Hey, I made it by myself. It's not as good-looking as Grandpa Luo's." Chen Pingan held a gift box in each hand. "Hee hee, Brother Ping An is humble again. This little fox is so cute." Jiuer jumped up and took the gift from Chen Ping An's hand. When he opened it, he saw a red little fox doll, which looked very cute. "Thank you, Junior Master." Zhu Yaoguang looked at the sword fairy in his hand and a smile appeared on his cold face. "This is a gift for you." Zhu Yaoguang put the gift box in Chen Ping'an's hand, and then made a look like you would love to open it. "Where's mine, Zaiyaoguang?" Jiuer curled his lips and asked. "Where's mine from the fox?" Zhu Yaoguang asked. "Hmph, brother Ping'an, this is the gift I prepared for you. Open it quickly and see how it goes." Jiu'er snorted and did not respond but took out the gift to Chen Ping'an. Chen Pingan looked at the gifts in his hands and opened them at the same time. Coincidentally, they were both a little boy holding a little girl, but one of the protagonists was not the same person. "Chip!" Jiuer and Zhu Yaoguang said to each other at the same time. "This is for you." After the two of them turned their heads, they turned around and said in unison. One of the gifts given by the two people was a naive little fox, and the other was a proud-looking Yaoguang Sword Immortal. It was obvious that the gifts they gave each other and the gifts given to Chen Pingan were equally thoughtful. Aesthetics begins with dolls. {"TopicId":"747537145782337536","TopicName":"Six Day Guardian Children"}

{"TopicId":"713695474292621312","TopicName":"Starting School Adventure Collection Challenge"} "Chen Ping'an, come to our moon crossing class!" Huang Baihan is not very old. , But he spoke very maturely, "With me as the squad leader, I will protect you and make sure you have all the food and drink." Zhu Tingyun was helpless to this student, and just apologetically handed over to Chen Ping'an and his group, "Dahuang's temperament is more out-of-the-box. I don't mean to offend you, but you should definitely consider signing up with us. Shangqing Kindergarten is the best full-day care management kindergarten in the world. It has scientific management, beautiful environment, and strong teachers... Whether it is a moon-traveling class or other classes, the atmosphere is great. It's very good..." It's the annual admissions season again. Although Zhu Tingyun is not a teacher at the Shangqing Admissions Office, he has memorized a lot of admissions brochures. Moreover, he was an outstanding teacher last year. These words are even more convincing. "If nothing else, my daughter Zhu Yaoguang is also studying in Shangqing. Parents would never harm their children, right..." Zhu Tingyun also used himself as an example. "Huh, he has a little fox beside him. He must be going to Yunluo. What else do you say?" Zhu Yaoguang frowned and said dissatisfied. "Yunluo Kindergarten is a kindergarten with characteristics of demon clan. Chen Ping'an is a human being after all..." Zhu Tingyun tried to explain to her daughter. "I think Shangqing's teaching staff is not as good as Yunluo's." Zhu Yaoguang turned his head and expressed that he did not want to say more to his old father. "I didn't say that, but if someone thinks that, I can't help it." Ning Yumeng said crisply. "You! Wait for me during the joint examination of the Sixteenth School!" Zhu Yaoguang said fiercely, but considering her height and age, as well as the baby fat on her face, it really can't be annoying. …… …… Zhu Tingyun briefly told his colleagues about the failed enrollment experience last time. He was also a little curious. Last time, he saw that Chen Pingan had no interest in going to kindergarten. He just wanted to cheat and count. No, he would rather catch the mistake than let it go. In short, he recommended it out of habit. Unexpectedly, he saw him in the principal's office today? New principal Lu Pingyang thoughtfully introduced to them, "This is the new teaching assistant of the old principal. I originally wanted him to stay in the principal's office to help me, but since you are here, let's see which class Ping An wants to go to?" Chen Ping'an was still a little confused. It turned out that the old man fishing with him in the vegetable garden was the principal of Shangqing Kindergarten? But as soon as he joined this warm place, Principal Xue retired and returned to his hometown... "Well, what's the difference between the classes?" Chen Pingan asked in a low voice. The head teacher of the Tide Watching Class: "The children in our class are very talented. They also rehearsed the tide watching dance." The head teacher of the Luoxia Class: "The children in our class are also talented. , They like to watch the sunset and then paint. " The head teacher of Zhaoyou class: "The children in our class are the most lively, and they are very lively doing exercises every day. " The head teacher of Dangyun class. : "The children in our class are quieter. They don't make much noise and are very obedient." ... Finally, Zhu Tingyun, the head teacher of the moon crossing class, tidied up his clothes and said with a smile: "It's better to come to our moon crossing class. There are too many children in their class. I only have five. You have seen them all..." Chen Pingan blushed a little because of the enthusiasm of his colleagues, but in the end he chose to go to the moon crossing class. Accompanied by Zhu Tingyun, he went to the vegetable garden to retrieve his belongings. Standing next to the stream, he was still a little uneasy, but the kind voice of the old principal Xue seemed to be still in his ears... At the same time, the new principal also gave instructions. All the teachers and students of Shangqing Kindergarten should warmly welcome the child Chen Pingan into the kindergarten. Banners were pulled up and lanterns were hung... (Okay, let's tie it up with the copywriter. A little irresponsible imagination, sect = kindergarten, sword fighting = joint entrance examination or competition, competition = artistic performance. The children sat in a row, and then they saw Teacher Chen Pingan, who was about the same height as them orz)

The sword fight among the sixteen factions is in full swing, and disciples from each faction are vying to show off their skills and strive to win the ranking. Sixteen Sect Sword Fighting is a competition that all forces attach great importance to. A generation of disciples almost only has one chance to participate. Each sect, whether it is Demon Sect, Xuan Sect, Monster Clan, Dragon Clan... Has only a few places, so those who can represent their clans in the competition are all the best disciples of this generation. Just like Zhu Yaoguang of Shangqing, Su Miaozhen of Yuanmirage Sect, Ning Yumeng of Yunluoshan... They are all the leaders of their disciples. It's just that the original purpose of the sixteen factions' sword fighting was to promote exchanges between the factions. However, where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes. Over the years, the sixteen factions' sword fighting has become a way for each faction to "flex their muscles", and there is no trace of the harmony it once had. With a twist of the pen, on the stage at this moment, on one side was Zhu Yaoguang of the Shangqing Dynasty, and on the other side was Zhao Zhijing of the Yuan Mirage Sect. Zhu Yaoguang has been in the ring since the beginning, defeating Yunluoshan Ning Yumeng, Yuyang Zongyue Shanpei Hehuan Zongsangchong... Now Zhao Zhijing is Zhu Yaoguang's thirteenth opponent, and at this moment, Zhu Yaoguang is obviously at the end of his strength and does not have much fighting ability. However, with Zhu Yaoguang's pride, how could he surrender without a fight? The arm that was almost unconscious swung the Tiandu Divine Sword and slashed at the opponent without saying a word. But how could Zhao Zhijing be so simple? What's more, the power of Zhu Yaoguang's Tiandu Divine Sword also decreased as her physical strength declined. With this going down, she couldn't kill her. Unable to defeat the opponent as soon as possible, his physical strength was already exhausted, but Zhao Zhijing actually started a tug-of-war with Zhu Yaoguang. He did not take the initiative to attack, but only used his knife to neutralize Zhu Yaoguang's offensive. Zhu Yaoguang was extremely proud and refused to admit defeat. He just gritted his teeth and slashed hard. "Junior sister may not be able to hold on any longer. Zhao Zhijing is obviously waiting for her to run out of energy and then defeats her with one strike." On the Shangqing side, Huang Baihan looked worried and murmured as he looked at Zhu Yaoguang, who was clearly showing signs of decline. "She is going to lose." On the side, Chen Pingan said softly. "Her physical strength can no longer support her. If she doesn't make three moves, she will definitely lose." As if to verify Chen Ping'an's words, on the ring, Zhu Yaoguang swung his sword in the air, and with a careless move, Zhao Zhijing swung his sword towards Zhu Yaoguang. With one stab, Zhu Yaoguang's blood surged instantly, his white clothes were dyed red, and his face became a little pale. She lost. "Yaoguang!" How could Zhu Tingyun, a slave girl, remain calm when she saw Zhu Yaoguang being injured? He immediately used his magic power to get into the ring, took his daughter back, and went directly to the Shangqing station. Xu was in a hurry to heal his injuries. Seeing that the little junior sister who was usually the most favored was injured, all the disciples were furious and asked for a battle to avenge the little junior sister. "You guys are not as strong as Yao Guang, and you can only last a few more games if you go up. Why not let your junior masters play, it should be different." Of course Le Xirong was also worried about her daughter, but she didn't show it on her expression, and Lao Zhu also went up, so she didn't have any extra actions. She stayed here to preside over the camp, looked at the disciples, and spoke slowly. "Me?" Chen Pingan, who had been making soy sauce on the side, didn't expect to be called, and said in surprise. "I can't do it. Yao Guang can't do it, so I probably can't do it either." Le Xirong shook her head helplessly: "Junior brother, you have to be more confident. Your current strength is not weaker than Yao Guang, and you have even surpassed Yao Guang after breaking through to the third level of building Yuan." In the end, Chen Ping'an was arranged for the next competition. …… In the ring, both of them faced each other with swords. Zhao Zhijing spoke first: "I heard that a young master uncle has come from Shangqingqing. If I guess correctly, he should be your Excellency." Since Chen Ping'an has already entered the ring, in order not to embarrass the sect, he naturally cannot fall behind. He encouraged himself in his heart, and his voice gradually became louder: "If... If you are talking about the junior brother in charge, then it is me." Although the voice was loud, it was obvious that anyone with a discerning eye could see his nervousness, not to mention the group of people present. Zhao Zhijing also smiled and said slowly: "Then the disciple will not give in too much. The battle in the ring will begin soon, so we will not continue chatting." Zhao Zhijing said, but his hands did not relax at all. He kept his distance and his posture was correct. When Chen Pingan saw this, he did not reply, but secretly started the "Four Symbols and Thousand Sword Seizing Sutra". Chen Pingan is now very different from the weak scholar at the beginning. Several battles within the sect have also taught him some combat experience. So at this moment, he did not absorb all the spiritual ideas from Zhao Zhijing at once, but slowly wiped them clean of all the spiritual ideas around him. Zhao Zhijing saw that Chen Ping'an didn't make any move, so he took the lead and took the lead. However, the moment Zhao Zhijing took out the knife, Chen Pingan moved. Chen Ping'an retreated, holding his sword ready to guard against Zhao Zhijing's offensive, while using the "Four Symbols and Thousand Sword Seizing Sutra" with all his strength to absorb Zhao Zhijing's inspiration. Zhao Zhijing had never seen such a domineering technique as the "Four Symbols Thousand Seizing the Heart Sutra". The speed of the spiritual energy disappearing in his body was beyond his endurance. Zhao Zhijing gritted his teeth and slashed at it before all the spiritual energy disappeared. This sword almost gathered all the wisdom in Zhao Zhijing's body, and it was so powerful that several Shangqing disciples nearby closed their eyes, unable to bear to see what happened next. After all, they didn't know how the young master could block this move. On the ring, Chen Ping'an was running the sword scripture, and instantly gathered the spiritual energy he had absorbed before on his sword, and slashed it with one sword, and the sound of breaking through the air rang in everyone's ears. There was an even more shocking scene next: Chen Pingan's sword slashed out, and a burst of sword energy followed. The sword energy collided with Zhao Zhijing's sword and exploded instantly. In an instant, the arena was filled with dust, making it difficult to see the situation clearly. The disciples are all curious. Only the elders of various sects can see through the arena with their spiritual consciousness. When the smoke dissipated, a handsome young man stood on it holding a sword. The explosion just now did not seem to affect him, and his white clothes were still like snow. Opposite him, there was a person lying, it was Zhao Zhijing who was covered in blood. The injuries on his body were all caused by the sword energy, and he was unconscious at the moment. At this moment, the whole place was silent. Just one move! He defeated Yuan Mirage Sect Zhao Zhijing with just one move! Zhao Zhijing is not a weakling. He is a serious seed disciple and a person at the peak of Yuanzhu. He did not expect to be wiped out with one move. Just as these people were still immersed in disbelief, a weak voice came: "Um... Did I win?" The voice was not loud, but it was very clear. It was the handsome young man standing on the ring. The referee of Xuanbaozong was the first to react at this moment and shouted: "Shangqing Chen Ping'an wins!"

I'll go and release it. Can it be updated in my lifetime?

Chen Pingan lay back again. It wasn't that his injury recurred, but he was a little panicked by Zhu Yaoguang's eyes. The pair of dark gem-like eyes were glowing red at the moment, like glass soaked by rain, and they were even more unstoppable than the domineering look in the past. "You..." Zhu Yaoguang spoke, his voice a little hoarse, "Why don't you speak when you wake up?" "I..." Chen Pingan opened his mouth, but didn't know how to answer. He remembered what happened before he fell into coma - the strong wind like three iron rods, the scorching stream of fire, and the tinkling sound of the manta's sharp claws clashing. He should have used the Four-Elephant Divine Shuttle to block it, but at that time his mind was blank, but his body moved first. "Are you a fool?" Zhu Yaoguang suddenly stood up and glared at him condescendingly, "Did you use the "Four Elephants Thousand Sword Seizing Sutra" like this? Where is the Four Elephants Divine Shuttle? Where is your spiritual sense? Just use your body to block it?" The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and her finger almost poked the tip of Chen Ping'an's nose: "Who do you think you are? Master Xiangxiang or Master Dujie? Immortal? You dared to catch those three monsters with your chest? " Chen Pingan shrank from her scolding and whispered: "I... I didn't think so much..." Zhu Yaoguang sneered, "Then you are lying here as a result of 'not thinking so much'?" The room became quiet for a while. The fragrance of medicine lingers, and the floating dust in the sunshine floats slowly. Chen Pingan secretly raised his eyes and saw Zhu Yaoguang turned away, his shoulders seemed to be shaking slightly. "Master nephew..." He shouted timidly. "Don't call me nephew!" Zhu Yaoguang turned back suddenly, her eyes even redder, "You, why do you..." She suddenly choked mid-sentence, as if something was blocking her throat. Chen Pingan was even more panicked. He had seen Zhu Yaoguang look proud, he had seen her angry, he had even seen her acting petty, but he had never seen her look like this... As if she was about to cry. "I..." He struggled to sit up, "I'm really fine, Jing Luo Baoyi..." "Jing Luo Baoyi is on me!" Zhu Yaoguang almost shouted, "You have nothing! You... This..." She couldn't say any more, turned around and walked out the door. But when he reached the door, he stopped again, with his back to Chen Pingan, and said in a muffled voice: "Miss Jiuer came to see you and was taken away by Zhu Ji. She said... She said thank you for inviting her to watch the sunset." Chen Pingan felt warm and a little sour. It turned out that Jiu'er remembered that orange sunset and that amber smiling face. "Also," Zhu Yaoguang's voice suddenly became softer, "the three disciples of the Monster Clan were punished by the sect master to spend three years thinking about crossing the cliff. The leader of the Bat Wolf Clan personally came to the Shangqing Sect to apologize." Chen Ping'an said "Oh", not knowing what to say. Zhu Yaoguang finally turned his head, his face had returned to its usual coldness, but the corners of his eyes were still a little red: "You should have a good rest. Master said that you have hurt your heart and need to rest for three months." After she finished speaking, she left, and the corner of her skirt brought a gust of wind, and the fragrance of the medicine was disturbed. Chen Pingan looked at her back and suddenly remembered the moment before coma - Zhu Yaoguang closed her eyes, her eyelashes were like golden butterfly wings in the sunset, and there was a look on her face... Grievance that he had never seen before. Like an abandoned little beast. --- "Uncle Junior!" The door was pushed open, and Huang Baihan strode in, carrying a paper bag in his hand: "I brought you your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake, freshly baked from the Du Yuefeng kitchen... Hey, why are Junior Sister Yaoguang's eyes so red? Have you provoked her again?" "I..." Chen Ping'an couldn't argue. "Forget it," Huang Baihan waved his hand and sat down on the edge of the bed, "I can't control your affairs. But little uncle, you are really..." He gave a thumbs up, "Tough! Those three monsters attacked together, and you blocked them without blinking. It is now spread among the sixteen sects that Chen Ping'an of the Shangqing sect is a love interest. For Zhu Yaoguang didn't even want to die. " "No..." Chen Ping'an blushed, "I'm not doing it for..." "It's not for Junior Sister Yaoguang?" Huang Baihan winked, "For whom? Miss Jiu'er is so good, not even a hair is missing." Chen Ping'an was speechless. He really didn't think much at the time, but when he saw Zhu Yaoguang's eyes closed and her back so thin that it looked like it was about to be torn apart by the three strong winds, he rushed forward uncontrollably. "But Junior Uncle," Huang Baihan suddenly serious, "You really scared a lot of people this time. Uncle Lexi Rong cried on the spot, and Uncle Bian almost couldn't hold her down. And Miss Jiu'er..." He paused, "She guarded you all night, and was forcibly taken away by Master Zhu Ji at dawn." Chen Ping'an lowered his head and looked at his hands. The hands were still wrapped in gauze, and there were faint traces of blood. He thought of Jiu'er's choking "Brother Ping'an", of Zhu Yaoguang's red eyes, of the worried looks of his master, senior brothers, and senior sisters, and his heart seemed to be clenched tightly by something. "Am I... Too willful?" He asked softly. Huang Baihan was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: "Uncle, what do you call willful? What do you call..." He thought for a while, "Love and justice!" He patted Chen Pingan on the shoulder, so hard that Chen Pingan bared his teeth. Mouth: "But next time, remember to use the Four Elephants Divine Shuttle. We, the disciples of the Shangqing Sect, pay attention to using skill to defeat the enemy, not using the body as a shield. You have to keep your body and bones for Miss Jiuer to watch the sunset, right?" Chen Ping'an's face turned even redder. --- Three days later, Chen Pingan was able to get out of bed and walk around. He first went to the sect leader to plead guilty - he adjusted the entry list privately, communicated privately with the demon clan disciples, and left his post without permission during the competition. None of these were allowed by the sect rules. In the quiet room of Xuanbao Pavilion, Master Yuheng was making tea. In the mist of water, the face of the head master looked particularly gentle. "Ping An," he poured a cup of tea and pushed it over, "do you know that you are wrong?" "Disciple knows that he is wrong." Chen Ping'an knelt straight, "Disciple should not abandon public service for personal reasons, should not deceive the teacher, should not..." "What shouldn't be?" Master Yuheng interrupted him, "Shouldn't he block that blow for Yao Guang?" Chen Pingan was stunned. Master Yu Heng sighed, and his eyes fell on the old plum tree outside the window: "My Taoist philosophy is to comply with the way of heaven, but beyond the way of heaven, there are still people's hearts. If you had not taken action at that time, Yaoguang would have been seriously injured even if he was protected by Jingluobao clothes. You seemed to be reckless as a shield, but in fact..." He paused, "Innocent heart." Chen Ping'an did not dare to answer. "However," Master Yuheng changed the subject, "Rules are rules. You are punished to go to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to copy the "Xuanqing Dao Zang" for three months. Do you have any complaints?" "Disciple accepts the punishment." "Go." Master Yuheng waved his hand, as if remembering something, "By the way, That girl Yaoguang is also copying books in the Sutra Pavilion. She was punished for her willful behavior in the competition by copying the "Sword Sutra Annotations" for one month. You..." He gave Chen Pingan a meaningful look and said, "Do what you want." --- The Sutra Pavilion is located on the mountain behind Duyue Peak, with thousands of books and towering ancient trees. When Chen Pingan arrived, Zhu Yaoguang was already sitting in the corner. The sunlight fell from the high window, coating her body with a light golden halo. Her wrist holding the pen was hanging in the air, and the ink on the tip of the pen was about to fall, but her eyes fell somewhere outside the window, wondering what she was thinking. Chen Ping'an gently selected the writing desk in the distance, laid out the pen and paper, and began to copy. In the quiet room, there was only the rustling of the pen tip across the paper. Occasionally, the mountain breeze passed through the room, turning the pages of the book, like some kind of silent sigh. On the third day of copying, Chen Pingan finally couldn't help it and secretly raised his eyes to look at Zhu Yaoguang. Today she changed into a lotus color dress, with only a plain silver plum blossom hairpin in her hair. She was much plainer than before, but it was even more difficult to take away her eyes. "What are you looking at!" Zhu Yao's bald head was not raised, and the pen tip was heavy, "Concentrate on copying your book!" Chen Ping'an was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head, but heard her suddenly ask: "You... Still hurt?" "Huh?" "Let me ask you," Zhu Yaoguang finally turned his head and stared straight at him with his inky eyes, "Does your chest still hurt?" Chen Pingan subconsciously touched his chest. There was still gauze wrapped there, and occasionally there was a dull pain when he breathed deeply, but he shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore." "Liar." Zhu Yaoguang snorted coldly, "Master Lexirong said that your heart has been shocked, and you will need to recover for at least half a year." "It really doesn't hurt anymore..." Chen Ping'an, Xiao He defended himself, "Moreover, nephew, you were..." "What happened to me then?" "You were..." Chen Pingan mustered up the courage, "Why did you close your eyes?" The tip of Zhu Yaoguang's pen trembled, and a drop of thick ink fell on the rice paper, causing a mess. She stared at the ink stain and suddenly threw away the pen: "None of your business!" Chen Pingan didn't dare to speak. Zhu Yaoguang suddenly stood up and walked to him. She stood very close, so close that Chen Pingan could smell the fragrance of her hair and see her slightly trembling eyelashes. "Chen Pingan," her voice was very soft, but with a certain stubbornness, "why did you stand in front of me that day?" Chen Pingan opened his mouth, but found that he could not answer. Is it because of friendship? Is it because of the elders' responsibilities? Or... Because of something else? "I..." He lowered his head, "I didn't think about that much." "That's it again!" Zhu Yaoguang stamped his feet angrily, "Can't you say anything other than 'I didn't think about that much'?" Chen Pingan really didn't know how to say anything else. He grew up in Ping'an Town. He had never seen much of the world and couldn't say anything nice. Jiu'er said he was honest, and his senior brother said he was straightforward, but at this moment in front of Zhu Yaoguang, he only felt that his clumsy tongue was embarrassing. "I..." He held it in for a long time and finally said, "I don't want you to get hurt." Zhu Yaoguang was stunned. The sun poured down from the high windows, shrouding the two of them in a golden halo. Chen Pingan saw the tips of her ears slowly turn red, like clouds stained by the sunset. "You..." Zhu Yaoguang turned away, his voice as thin as a gnat, "Do you know what you are talking about?" "Yes." Chen Pingan answered quickly this time, "I don't want you to get hurt, just like... Just like... I don't want Jiu'er to get hurt." He regretted it as soon as he said it. Because he saw Zhu Yaoguang's face instantly turned cold, and the blush just now seemed to have been hit by frost and disappeared without a trace. "That's it." She took a step back, and her voice returned to its former coldness, "Chen Pingan, you are really a 'bowl of water'." She turned around and left, and a gust of wind came up from the corner of her skirt, blowing the papers on Chen Pingan's case like butterflies. "Master Nephew..." Chen Pingan wanted to chase, but the injury on his chest was affected and he bent down in pain. Zhu Yaoguang paused for a moment, but did not look back after all. --- That night, Chen Pingan lay in the wing of the Sutra Pavilion, tossing and turning. He thought of Zhu Yaoguang's last look - not anger, not disappointment, but a kind of... Sadness that he couldn't understand. Like a child who has been misunderstood, and like expectations that have been let down. "Did I do something wrong?" He looked at the moon outside the window and muttered to himself. The moonlight is like water, flowing through the window lattice and drawing a silvery white grid on the floor. Chen Pingan thought of the night in Pingan Town, the fireflies in the bamboo forest, and the way Jiuer looked up when he said, "Brother Pingan, I want to see the flowers bloom." He also thought of Zhu Yaoguang, the wrinkled nose when she called him "little uncle" for the first time, the pride in her clothes flying when she wielded a sword, and the row of golden eyelashes when she closed her eyes. The two girls are like two different moons. One is as gentle as spring water, the other is as proud as a cold plum. And he, Chen Ping'an, is just an ordinary green grass in the mountains and fields. How can he be illuminated by such moonlight? "Perhaps," he closed his eyes, "I really shouldn't have blocked that sword." Suddenly there was a slight noise outside the window. Chen Pingan sat up alertly and saw a small porcelain vase on the window sill with a note under the vase. The note was Zhu Yaoguang's clear handwriting, but it was a bit sloppy, as if it had been left in a hurry: "Nine-turn rejuvenation pill, one pill a day, take with warm water. - Nosy person" Chen Pingan picked up the porcelain bottle, uncorked it, and a bitter medicinal fragrance filled the air. He suddenly remembered the girl with red eyes on the edge of the bed when he woke up that day, and his slightly trembling shoulders when she turned around after scolding him. "Master nephew..." He smiled softly facing the moonlight. It turns out that some care has to be expressed awkwardly; some tenderness is hidden behind cold words. He put the porcelain bottle against his heart. There was still a dull pain there, but it seemed to be filled with something. --- At the same time, deep in Yunmengze. Ning Yumeng stood at the head of the banana leaf boat, looking in the distance in the direction of the Shangqing Sect. The night wind lifted the hem of her clothes, like a butterfly about to fly. "Miss," Zhu Ji called softly from behind, "it's late at night, go back." "Aunt Zhu Ji," Ning Yumeng didn't look back, "tell me, why did Brother Ping'an block that blow for her?" Zhu Ji was silent for a moment: "Because Chen Ping'an is a good person." "A good person..." Ning Yumeng repeated softly, then smiled suddenly, with a tear falling from the corner of her eye, "Yes, he is so kind to everyone. To me, and to sister Yaoguang." She turned around, the moonlight shone on her pale face: "But Aunt Zhu Ji, I would rather he not be so kind. I would rather he... Be kind to me alone." Zhu Ji sighed, He took her into his arms: "Jiu'er, the rarest thing in the world is sincerity. The rarest thing is exclusivity. Since you have chosen him, you have to accept everything about him - including his kindness, his clumsiness, and his... Irresistible tenderness." Ning Yumeng buried her face on Zhu Ji's shoulder and said in a muffled voice: "I know. I just... Feel a little envious of Yao Guang. Sister. " "What do you envy her for?" "I envy her that she can get along with him day and night," Ning Yumeng said softly. "I envy that she can quarrel with him, stomp her feet when he is angry, and..." She paused, "can let him stand in front of her at all costs." Zhu Ji stroked her long hair and said nothing. In the distance, the lights of the Shangqing Sect were extinguished in the night, like some distant call. Ning Yumeng looked at that little bit of light and suddenly remembered the sunset that day - orange-red and warm, like Chen Ping'an's eyes when he looked at her. "Brother Ping'an," she said in her heart, "you have to be good. Wait for me... When I grow up, I will go to the Shangqing sect to find you." "It doesn't matter whether dad agrees or not, and regardless of the rules of the different paths of human beings." "I want to ask you personally, that bowl of water... Who do you want to give it to?" The night wind gradually picked up, and the banana leaf boat slowly sank into the depths of the mist. And inside the window of the Sutra Pavilion, Chen Ping'an held the bottle of elixir and finally fell into a deep sleep. In the dream, he was standing in a bamboo forest. On the left is Jiu'er, holding his hand and saying, "Brother Ping'an, go see the flowers bloom"; on the right is Zhu Yaoguang, holding a sword and glaring at him, "Chen Ping'an, you're distracted again." He was in a dilemma, sweating profusely, but he heard the two girls laughing at the same time. The laughter was clear and crisp, like wind chimes, and also like some kind of relief. "Fool," they said in unison, "we are teasing you." Chen Ping'an froze in place and saw them looking at each other and smiling, and then reaching out to him together - "Let's go," Jiu'er said. "Go watch the sunset," Zhu Yaoguang said. "This time," they said in unison, "the three of us are together." When I woke up from the dream, the morning light was dim. Chen Ping'an looked at the morning glow outside the window and suddenly felt that the wound on his chest seemed to be less painful. Maybe there are some choices that don't need to be chosen at all. Perhaps there is some tenderness that could have been shared between two people. Or maybe... He shook his head to get rid of this ridiculous idea. He is just an ordinary practitioner, a clumsy little uncle, a... Fool who wants to protect everyone around him. A fool never cares about gains and losses. He opened the porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, and drank it with warm water. The aroma of the medicine is bitter, but the aftertaste is sweet, like the awkward concern of some arrogant girl. "Thank you, nephew." He said to the air, not sure if she could hear him. Outside the window, a blue bird flew across the sky, flying towards Yunluo Mountain. And the morning bell on Duyue Peak was ringing slowly, startling the birds all over the mountain. A new day has begun.

Don't worry about spending three months. Zhu Ji sat in the house and sighed when she saw the two children sitting and playing in the shade of the tree again. The happiness of Jiu'er and Chen Ping'an is always so simple. They are two sensible teenagers who neither quarrel nor make trouble. They look at flowers and water, and they can be happy for a long time when they meet a small animal. It's so easy to be satisfied. Zhu Ji thought with envy. But in Zhu Ji's eyes, the two people having fun were actually having a serious conversation. "Brother Ping'an, Aunt Zhu Ji doesn't seem to be doing something right lately?" Tian Jiuer said distressedly. Zhu Ji has been depressed and impetuous recently, and she is very worried. "Yes?" Chen Ping'an blinked. He came here mainly to play with Jiu'er, and he didn't have much contact with Aunt Zhu Ji. Elders with a cold appearance are always more bluffing. Although Jiu'er has always said that Aunt Zhu Ji is actually very gentle, he also feels that Aunt Zhu Ji is not such a cold and heartless person, but he is still a little scared. "Yes, she has been lazy recently and has no interest in anything." Jiu'er said. "What is Aunt Zhu Ji usually interested in?" Chen Pingan asked curiously. Cultivation...? Jiuer opened his mouth without making a sound, and changed his words, "Sit quietly to cultivate your body and cultivate your character." "..." This hobby sounds lazy and uninteresting. Jiuer also found it unconvincing, so he added, "And she seemed unhappy and a little depressed. When I called her while she was meditating, she couldn't react immediately and seemed to be in a daze?" "Is there a possibility, I mean maybe, not necessarily right, that Aunt Zhu Ji fell asleep while meditating?" Chen Pingan asked carefully. "..." Aunt Zhu Ji is practicing, there is no way she can fall asleep... Jiu'er angrily looked at Chen Pingan, who was the naysayer, and Chen Pingan looked at Jiuer with an innocent face. Big eyes stared at small eyes, and they looked at each other for a while. The girl's beautiful face has been engraved in his heart. Every time he looks at it, he feels that the shadow in his mind is not as elegant as himself. Chen Ping'an can't help feeling a little hot, and he takes the lead to look away. "Well, how about I go back and ask the fifth aunt today?" Chen Pingan proposed an idea, "It is said that women understand women's hearts best. The fifth aunt is older and has more experience. Maybe she understands what Aunt Zhu Ji is thinking?" "Don't worry, Jiu'er, let's go to the river to see if there are any new fish?" "Okay." …… …… "Fifth Aunt, I have a friend's female elder who has been depressed recently and is often in a daze. Do you know why?" Chen Ping'an found the fifth aunt. Because he couldn't talk about Jiu'er and Aunt Zhu Ji, he also started with "I have a friend." "Oh? My friend's female elder? How old are you? Have you ever been married?" The fifth aunt asked for more information. Although Aunt Zhu Ji wears a veil all year round, it is not difficult to tell that she is a young and beautiful woman. "Early 20s, never married." Chen Pingan answered firmly. According to the fifth aunt, Chen Pingan has been living in the town and her friends are children of the same age, so she confidently guessed the identity of the female elder. Oh, that poor child... The fifth aunt nodded, "You are an old girl in your twenties, and you are not married yet. How can you not worry about it? Just wait until the aunt tells her that she has a family!" ... ... "Is that so!" Jiuer thought thoughtfully and pulled Chen Ping'an into the cabin. "Aunt Zhu Ji, is it time for you to get married?" Zhu Ji:? ? Zhu Ji suddenly opened her eyes, calling... It was a dream. Someone knocked on the door, "Zhu Ji, the sect leader wants to see you." "What's the matter?" "I heard that the young talent I want to introduce to you is here..." Zhu Ji:? ? ? Yunmengshan couldn't stay any longer, so he said goodbye and left.

All the teachers and students of Shangqing Kindergarten welcome Chen Pingan to the kindergarten and hope to help him integrate into the life of Shangqing happily and smoothly. In fact, Chen Pingan had been living in the kindergarten before. Aunt Zhu Ji entrusted Chen Pingan to the kindergarten and then went to work. Chen Pingan was a little afraid of strangers at first, but fortunately the older friends in the kindergarten were very nice and did not bully Xiao Pingan. There is a vegetable garden behind the kindergarten. In the garden, vegetables and flowers found by the kindergarten teachers are planted in various places. From the beginning, Chen Pingan watered the flowers and planted vegetables with several children in the vegetable garden, and they lived happily. One day, Chen Pingan met a fat old man by the stream behind the vegetable garden. The other children thought the old man was stupid because the hook he used when fishing was straight. The smart children thought: No matter how stupid a fish is, it won't bite such a hook! However, Chen Pingan felt that the old man was a very good person, because the hook was made into a curved hook, and his mouth would hurt when the small fish in the water bit him! Just like in kindergarten, Chen Pingan will not litter anywhere, because Chen Pingan feels that littering will pollute the environment, and what if it hits a child? Even if it doesn't hit the child, it will hurt if it hits the flowers and plants. The fat old man was very happy to know Chen Pingan's thoughts, and taught Chen Pingan how to read when he had time. "At the beginning of human beings, nature is good. Nature is similar, but habits are far apart. If you don't teach, nature will change. The way to teach is to be specialized..." By the fish pond, little Chen Ping'an followed the fat old man and shook his head while carrying the book the old man taught him. He also held a reduced fishing rod in his hand - the hook was also straight. Under the setting sun, there are smiles on the faces of one big and one small, and the picture is particularly warm.                                                                                                                                                             A dog keeps watch at night, and a chicken keeps watch in the morning. If a man does not learn, he is a good man.       Silkworms spin silk, and bees make honey. If a man does not learn, he is inferior to things."  Several days passed, and Chen Pingan memorized everything the fat old man taught him. After the fat old man took the exam, he touched Chen Pingan's little head and said, "Little Pingan, would you like to be a teacher for the children in the kindergarten?" "Huh?" ... Only then did Chen Ping'an find out that this fat old man was actually the old principal of the kindergarten, and he was going to retire and go home this year. Chen Pingan actually wanted to go to Yunluo Kindergarten next door, because his good friend Ning Yumeng went to Yunluo Kindergarten, but the old dean said that only he could recite the books he taught him, and other children had not learned them. Chen Pingan was an honest child, so he could only stay in Shangqing Kindergarten as a teacher. The new principal originally wanted Chen Pingan to stay in his office to help him, but because the teachers in several classes in the kindergarten were very enthusiastic, he could only let Xiao Pingan out and let the teachers fight for it. Several teachers had a heated exchange of words, but in the end Zhu Tingyun, the head teacher of the Duyue Class, had the upper hand because he had known Xiaopingan before. The last time Zhu Tingyun took the children on a trip, they happened to be near Chen Pingan's home. At that time, Chen Pingan and Ning Yumeng were not in school yet, and several children in the moon-crossing class had also seen Chen Pingan. After deciding where to let Little Ping An go, the couplets in the kindergarten were hung up in the blink of an eye: Happy children are like new swallows spreading wings, new buds blooming, new stars blooming in the sky, Diligent gardeners are like spring silkworms spinning silk, spring mud protecting flowers and moistening things in the spring rain. The children in the kindergarten were also curious about what the new teacher looked like and whether he would be easy to get along with, so they all came to visit the new teacher, Chen Pingan, under the leadership of their teachers. Chen Pingan and the new principal were in the principal's office. Chen Pingan's little face was tense and he looked extremely serious due to being too nervous. One after another children filed in from the door. The children looked at Chen Pingan, who was as big as themselves or even smaller than themselves, on the podium. Although they were surprised, they still bowed honestly under the leadership of their teacher: "Hello, teacher!" Chen Pingan blushed and watched them say hello to him one by one. Finally, it was the turn of the children in the moon crossing class. Huang Baihan was wearing white clothes. Although he was not tall, he always put his hands behind his back and pretended to be an adult. After seeing Chen Pingan, an old acquaintance, Huang Baihan immediately rushed to recognize his younger brother. After being slapped on the head by teacher Zhu Tingjun, he reluctantly said hello to little teacher Chen Pingan. Zhao Xiunian's expression was steady, not at all like a child of his age. Although he had a lot of doubts in his heart, he still bowed obediently and said hello under Chen Pingan's awkward gaze. Seeing that the two older boys had already given in, the two little girls Qin Mingyue and Tan Songyun looked at each other and said hello to the teacher. Only Zhu Tingyun's daughter, Zhu Yaoguang, was very reluctant. Finally, after a stalemate for a while, she bowed to Chen Ping'an, the little one in her eyes, and then glared at the little Ping'an who didn't know why, and ran out of the door. Although Chen Pingan is the teaching assistant appointed by the old principal, he can only memorize one essay, so he can only follow Zhu Yaoguang and the others in the Moon Festival class. Not long after, it was time for the joint examination for the sixteen kindergartens in the city. Chen Pingan heard that Ning Yumeng seemed to be taking the exam too... (Bao, I love you~)

On the third day after the Sixteenth Sect Competition began, Ning Yumeng once again took the stage. This time her opponent was Lie Xuanjiao's Die Wu. However, Die Wu did not belong to Lie Xuanjiao from the beginning. In the first half of the competition, he was still a disciple of Juan Wang Sect, but when the competition was approaching, he suddenly became a disciple of Lie Xuanjiao. Ning Yumeng already knew the details of the opponent in front of her from Aunt Zhu. He must have some special ability to suddenly change the family. He is definitely not mediocre. "Miss Ning, please be polite." Diewu clasped his hands and said to Ning Yumeng after the game was ordered to begin. "Hurry up, finish beating me so that you can go back and rest." Ning Yumeng said impatiently while watching Diewu's movements. "Really, there is no sincerity from Brother Ping'an at all." Ning Yumeng muttered softly while using a fire fan to block Die Wu's hidden murderous intention. "What a trick. Putting your hands together and pretending to greet the opponent is actually a hidden killing move. This fire butterfly flies really stealthily." Huang Baihan couldn't help but pat his thigh when he saw this. "Miss Ning is indeed the eldest lady of Yunluoshan, I admire you." Diewu said to Ning Yumeng with her hands behind her back. "Haha." Ning Yumeng was too lazy to pay attention to this and waved her fan directly. "The heaven and the earth are in the volume." I saw the hands behind Diewu's back stretched out from behind and waving them in the air quickly. In an instant, patterns like words were reflected in the air, and all the fire from Ning Yumeng's fire fan was sucked into it. "That's it? Miss Ning, if you don't have any other abilities, you'd better admit defeat." Diewu put his hands behind his back again and said with a smile. "Hmph!" Ning Yumeng saw that the other party had some background, so she used the Heavenly Fox Treasure Form and coupled with the Fire Fan, it was even more powerful than before. "Hey, why don't you listen? Miss Ning takes another move from me and hides the knife in the roll." Seeing this, Die Wu moved her feet slightly to avoid the attack. "I, Yunluoshan, lost because the little girl's skills were inferior to others." Just as everyone on the stage was about to see how this move would work, Ning Bojun had already stood up and picked up Ning Yumeng from the audience. At this time, everyone discovered that there was a butterfly dancing where Ning Yumeng was just now, and its wings looked as sharp as knives. "Who else wants to challenge me today?" Diewu looked towards the stage. "I'll do it." Chen Pingan jumped down from the stage. "You are a very interesting kid, how about joining our Juan Wang Sect." Die Wu looked at Chen Ping'an and said. "You almost hurt Jiu'er just now. I'm here to avenge Jiu'er." Chen Ping'an looked at Die Wu Tong and said. "Revenge, what is the relationship between you two?" Hip-hop looked at Chen Pingan with a strange expression. "You don't have to worry about this." Chen Ping'an knew that Diewu in front of him was very cunning, so he ignored him and attacked him directly. "Boy, what can you do to me? We'll have to wait until I'm in this world." Diewu said disdainfully when he saw this. "It's just a different kind of turtle shell." Chen Ping'an kept using the Four Elephants Thousand Seizing Scripture to absorb Die Wu's inspiration. "You have some ability." Diewu, who felt his disappearing inspiration, said to Chen Pingan, "Then take my move and get a million coins, and you will be the king of the roll." Chen Pingan saw Diewu attacking him and released the Four-Elephant Divine Shuttle, constantly absorbing Diewu's inspiration. "Good boy, I underestimated you." Diewu saw that his power was getting smaller and smaller, and he also knew what Chen Pingan had done. "I was in trouble today, but don't be happy too early. The five nobles in my roll will definitely be taken back from you." The Butterfly Dancer stepped off the stage. …… I'm sleepy, I'll continue next time

Zhu Yaoguang sat on the edge of the bed, supporting his chin with one hand, staring straight at Chen Pingan's face, and he didn't know how long he had been staring like this. She was still wearing the Taoist robe from yesterday's competition. The corners of the robe were a little wrinkled and her bun was a little loose. It was obvious that she had not returned home all night. Chen Pingan felt uncomfortable when she looked at him like this. He subconsciously wanted to retreat, but the wound on his chest was affected and he hissed in pain. "Don't move." Zhu Yaoguang's voice was a little hoarse, as if he had cried and not spoken for a long time. Chen Pingan remained motionless. The two were silent for a while, and the room was so quiet that only the occasional chirping of birds came from the window. "Chen Pingan." Zhu Yaoguang finally spoke, his voice very soft. "Huh?" "Are you stupid?" This sentence was said without any force. It didn't sound like a curse, but like a real question. Chen Pingan thought for a while and replied seriously: "Probably... Not stupid." "Not stupid?" Zhu Yaoguang's brows frowned, and his voice gradually became louder: "I have With Jing Luo Baoyi, those three monsters can't hurt me at all. It's better for you to rush forward and block me without anything. Are you stupid? " Chen Ping'an opened his mouth. He actually didn't know that Zhu Yaoguang had Jing Luo Baoyi. But even if he knew, he would probably have made the same choice at that time, because at that moment he didn't think about anything. He just saw that Zhu Yaoguang's back was empty, and his body moved before his head. "I... Didn't have time to think that much at the time." Chen Pingan said honestly. Zhu Yaoguang stared at him for a long time, his lips pursed slightly, as if he was holding back some emotion. After a long time, she looked away, turned her head, and said in a muffled voice, "Then you should think it over before you act." "Okay." Chen Ping'an agreed obediently. There was another silence. Zhu Yaoguang lowered his head and unconsciously grabbed the corners of his clothes with his slender fingers. After a while, he asked again: "Does it hurt?" "It's okay." "Liar." Zhu Yaoguang said coldly: "Senior Sister Bian said that three of your ribs are cracked and the spiritual platform is also damaged. You will need to rest for at least half a month." Chen Ping'an laughed "hehe" twice and didn't know how to answer. Zhu Yaoguang felt even more confused when she saw him smiling. Does this bitch know that when he was carried back last night, the corners of his mouth were full of blood and his face was as white as paper? As she watched, her hands and feet were cold. Although Senior Sister Bian and her mother said it was nothing serious, that feeling... Zhu Yaoguang had never experienced it before. She didn't like that feeling. "Anyway." Zhu Yaoguang stood up, tucked her scattered hair behind her ears, and returned to her usual arrogant look: "You were injured this time because of me. I, Zhu Yaoguang, will remember this favor and will pay it back to you in the future." After that, she turned and left. When he reached the door, he stopped again. "And." Zhu Yaoguang did not look back, but his voice was softer than before: "I will not tell anyone about you and that little fox." Then a breeze blew by, and the person was gone. Chen Ping'an sat alone on the bed, staring blankly at the door. The sun shone on the empty threshold, and there was still light dust caused by the girl's clothes passing by. "Alas~" He sighed, gently touched the gauze wrapped around his chest, and thought with some hindsight - it turns out that Master Zhu is also worried about people. However, this thought only passed by for a moment. Chen Pingan was more concerned about Jiu'er. Before he passed out yesterday, he vaguely heard Jiu'er's cry. He wondered how she was doing now and whether she was scared. While I was thinking, there were footsteps outside the door. Bian Jingyao walked in with a bowl of medicinal soup. Seeing that Chen Pingan was awake, a happy smile appeared on his face: "Junior brother, you are finally awake." "Senior sister." Chen Pingan hurriedly stood up to salute, but was held down by Bian Jingyao. "Lie down honestly, it will hurt your muscles and bones, don't show off." Bian Jingyao put the medicine bowl on the bedside table, and then naturally sat down where Zhu Yaoguang had been sitting just now. She took a look at Chen Ping'an's complexion, put her hand on his pulse and felt it, and then nodded with satisfaction: "You are recovering well. Your body's spiritual energy works much faster than ordinary people. It will take about ten days to recover." "Thank you, senior sister." " Thank you, you are one of us from Crossing the Moon Peak. Isn't it my duty to heal you?" Bian Jingyao handed over the medicine bowl and watched Chen Ping'an drink it honestly. Then he said casually while putting the bowl away: "Yao Guang stayed here all night and just left." "Don't take it to heart." Bian Jingyao thought that Chen Ping'an was worried that Zhu Yaoguang would lose his temper with him again, so he explained: "That girl sounds fierce, but she is actually very soft-hearted. Yesterday you were carried away When she came back, she was more anxious than anyone else and refused to let us deal with her own injuries first..." "Wait a minute." Chen Ping'an was stunned: "Martial nephew Zhu was also injured?" "It's nothing serious. It's just that my arm was burnt by the remaining flames of Tianhu. It's been taken care of." Bian Jingyao waved her hand, but when the conversation changed, her eyes became serious: "It's my junior brother, I I have something to ask you. " " Senior sister, please tell me. " "What is your relationship with Ning Yumeng, the daughter of the demon clan leader? " Chen Pingan paused slightly while holding the bowl. Bian Jingyao didn't rush, she just looked at him calmly. The chirping of birds outside the house was particularly clear, and in the distance there seemed to be orders from the disciples for morning exercises. Chen Pingan was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Jiu'er... Ning Yumeng and I grew up together." "Grew up together?" Bian Jingyao raised her eyebrows. So Chen Ping'an told a general story about Ping'an Town, but of course concealed many details, such as Jiu'er's true life experience and Zhu Ji's existence. He just said that he met a girl when he was a child, and then she left with her family, but she didn't expect to meet again in the Sixteen Sect sword fight. After listening, Bian Jingyao pondered for a while. She was so smart that she could naturally tell that Chen Pingan had reservations, but she did not continue to ask, but said meaningfully: "Little junior brother, senior sister can understand the relationship between you and Ning Yumeng. But you have to know that the relationship between human beings and monsters Things are never a matter between two people. " "Ning Bojun, the leader of the demon clan, is not an easy person to get along with. " Chen Pingan nodded, his voice was a little low. Bian Jingyao looked at his appearance and felt a little unbearable. After thinking about it, she added: "But don't worry too much. There must be a road to the mountain." "That's right." Bian Jingyao stood up and prepared to leave. After taking two steps, he remembered something again: "The demon clan sent someone to deliver the wound medicine. It should be Miss Ning who named it for you. In addition, the person who sent the medicine also brought a message..." "What words?" Chen Pingan asked quickly. "The man said - 'The sunset is beautiful, Jiu'er will remember it'." After Bian Jingyao recounted, she glanced at Chen Pingan with a half-smile, then shook her head and left. Chen Pingan was the only one left in the room again. The sun had unknowingly moved its position, shining from the window lattice to the head of the bed, falling warmly on the back of Chen Pingan's hands. He looked down at the gauze in his palm. Under the gauze were the cocoons caused by the Four Elephants Divine Shuttle, and underneath were the stains left by the ointment left after the bone fracture. But none of this matters anymore. "The sunset is beautiful, Jiu'er will remember it." Chen Pingan read this sentence silently, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. It hurts, it really hurts. Happiness is also really happiness. ...... The days of recuperation were actually very boring. Due to such changes in the team competition of Zhuyuan Realm, the Xuanbao Pavilion referee stopped the competition on the spot, so the final result was a draw. Neither the Shangqing Sect nor the Monster Clan have any objections to this. As for the three monsters, Ning Bojun personally dealt with them afterwards. It is said that the bat wolf had one of its legs broken, the disciples of the divine ape in Bajiao Mountain were punished to face the wall for three years, and the Tianhu brothers and sisters were banned from Yunluo Mountain. Ning Bojun dealt with it vigorously and resolutely, on the one hand because his subordinates should be punished for making unauthorized opinions in public, and on the other hand, it was also because of Chen Ping'an's identity. He is the only disciple of Zhenren Qingwei and one of the candidates for the future leadership of the Shangqing Sect. If this causes a conflict between the two clans, it will not be good for the Monster clan. What's more, although Ning Bojun doesn't like the relationship between Chen Ping'an and Jiu'er, he also admits that there is no problem with this young man's character - people who block other people's swords can't be so bad-minded. Of course, with good character, it is impossible to give him a daughter. On this day, Chen Pingan was leaning against the window to bask in the sun, when Zhao Xiunian walked in with a plate of cut fruits. "Little Master Uncle, you look much better." Zhao Xiunian put down the fruit plate, moved a stool to sit next to it, and said while eating: "The sword fight between the Sixteen Sects will end tomorrow, and the remaining one is the Alchemy Realm. Sports competition, but it has nothing to do with us. " "Second senior brother, thank you for your hard work these days." Chen Ping'an said gratefully. Zhao Xiunian came here every day to deliver food and medicine, and also helped him inquire about various news. "What's the trouble?" Zhao Xiunian waved his hand carelessly, and then lowered his voice and said: "There is something, I don't know whether I should tell you." "What is it?" "It's... Junior Master My sister seems a little strange these days. " Zhao Xiunian scratched her head: "She comes to your door every day, sometimes standing for a long time, but she doesn't come in. When the third and fourth junior sisters ask her, she still refuses to admit it. " Chen Ping'an looked a little complicated. He actually felt it, because several times, he clearly heard footsteps outside the door in the house, but no one came in after waiting for a long time. Then the footsteps faded away again, quietly, as if the person who came had been hesitating whether to take that step. "Second Senior Brother." Chen Pingan thought for a while and said seriously: "When I recover from my injury, I would like to find a chance to say thank you to Senior Nephew Zhu." "Thank you?" Zhao Xiunian blinked. "Well, thank her." After Chen Pingan said that, he felt a little strange - he seemed to have a lot of things to thank Zhu Yaoguang, such as his tacit cooperation in the competition, such as covering for himself and Jiu'er, such as guarding him all night. But what made him feel that he should express his gratitude the most was actually what Zhu Yaoguang said when he finally left. "I will not tell anyone about you and that little fox." You are obviously such a proud person, but you chose to remain silent on this matter. Chen Pingan didn't quite understand this, but he felt that Zhu Yaoguang seemed to be much gentler than he thought when he couldn't see her. "Okay, okay." Zhao Xiunian didn't think much and left after a few words. After another two days, the sword fight between the sixteen factions finally came to an end, and each faction began to pack up and prepare to return. Chen Ping'an's injury has mostly healed. Although walking is still a little inconvenient, he can at least get up and move on his own. In the early morning, he stood alone by Yunmeng Ze. Morning mist fills the water, and the mountains in the distance are picturesque. Water birds fly low over the lake, with ripples drawn on the tips of their wings. "Brother Ping An." A familiar voice came from behind. Chen Pingan turned around and saw Ning Yumeng standing under a willow tree not far away, followed by Zhu Ji. Zhu Ji still wore a black gauze on her face, nodded to Chen Pingan from a distance, and then retreated further away in a wise manner. "Jiu'er." Chen Pingan walked over quickly, but walking in a hurry also affected his wounds, and he couldn't help but frown. Ning Yumeng hurriedly stepped forward and stretched out her hand to help him, but she did not dare to actually touch him. "You're not healed yet, why are you leaving so fast." Ning Yumeng said angrily, but her eye circles were red again. "I'm already healed, really." Chen Ping'an said with a smile, and then carefully took out something from his arms. It is a small flower condensed with spiritual energy. The workmanship is actually very rough, and the petals are crooked. At first glance, it looks like it was cobbled together by someone who is not skilled in craftsmanship. "I have nothing to do these days to recuperate, so I just... Practiced." Chen Ping'an said with a blushing face: "I didn't prepare a gift last time, so I will make up for it this time." Ning Yumeng took the crooked little flower and held it carefully in her hands, as if she was holding the most precious treasure in the world. "Hmm~ It looks good." Jiu'er raised his head, his crooked eyes reflecting the light of the morning sun. Actually, it doesn't look good at all, but this is the first time Brother Ping An has given her something, so it looks better than anything else. "Brother Ping'an." Ning Yumeng collected the flowers and her expression gradually became serious: "I have one more thing to tell you this time." "What is it?" "Dad said, Yun Luo The mountain will be closed for repairs in the near future, and he may not attend human gatherings for a long time. " Ning Yumeng's voice became softer and softer: "So... I don't know when the next time we will meet will be. " Chen Ping'an was quiet for a moment. The fog on the lake slowly dissipates in the rising sun, revealing the green and clear water. "It's okay." Chen Pingan said softly. This time he did not blush or stutter, and looked seriously into Ning Yumeng's eyes. "No matter how long it takes, I will wait for you." Ning Yumeng's tears finally couldn't help but fall, but the corners of her mouth curved into a smile. She nodded vigorously. In the distance, Zhu Ji looked at the two children through the black gauze and sighed softly. "The right person will definitely meet again." She murmured to herself, her voice was wrapped in the morning wind and drifted on the water of Yunmengze. ...... Farther away, behind an old locust tree with a crooked neck, Zhu Yaoguang stood leaning against the trunk. She actually came to see Chen Pingan - she figured out how to apologize. She had already thought about apologizing when she was lingering at the door a few days ago. It wasn't because she felt sorry for Chen Ping'an's injury that she wouldn't feel sorry for that bitch man. Just because it was indeed my fault to lose my temper during the competition that day. As a disciple of the Shangqing Sect, you should not bring your personal emotions into the sect competition. Well, just because of this. However, unexpectedly, they unexpectedly bumped into Chen Pingan and Ning Yumeng saying goodbye. Zhu Yaoguang planned to turn around and walk away immediately, but her feet seemed to be nailed to the ground and she could not take a step forward. She just stood there and heard Chen Pingan say, "No matter how long it takes, I will wait for you." At that moment, something seemed to touch a corner of Zhu Yaoguang's heart. It doesn't hurt. But sour. "What..." Zhu Yaoguang lowered his head, and the shadow stretched by the morning light fell in front of his feet, alone. She rubbed her nose and decided not to apologize. It's not because I'm angry. Just... I don't want to anymore. Zhu Yaoguang turned and left, walking very fast, and his clothes were blown by the wind. But after walking for more than ten steps, she stopped again, turned her head and glanced at the two figures saying goodbye in the distance. Then Zhu Yaoguang seemed to have suddenly figured out something. He said "hum", raised his chin, and left with real determination. "Chen Pingan, I don't care about you." Zhu Yaoguang said to himself in his heart. But I don't know why, but I said it three times before I could barely convince myself. ……

Why is this not updated? I see that I am still writing other books. I thought I was really taken away 🙂

The sun shines through the window lattice, casting mottled light and shadow in the room. Chen Pingan looked at Zhu Yaoguang sitting on the edge of the bed, a little surprised. She was always in high spirits on weekdays, but now she was as quiet as a different person. Her eyes were slightly red, her eyelids were drooped, and she didn't know what she was thinking. "Congratulations to my nephew?" Chen Pingan called out tentatively. Zhu Yaoguang trembled slightly and raised his head. There were some complex emotions in those dark gem-like eyes that Chen Pingan had never seen before. "You're awake." Zhu Yaoguang's voice was very soft, not as clear and loud as usual, "Does your body still hurt?" Chen Ping'an was stunned and subconsciously moved his body. There was indeed some pain in his chest, but he still shook his head: "It doesn't hurt anymore." "Liar." Zhu Yaoguang suddenly turned away, with a hint of unnoticeable choking in his voice: "Three Yuan-building realm monsters hit with all their strength, how could it not hurt." Chen Ping'an didn't know how to answer, so he had to remain silent. The room was quiet for a moment, and Zhu Yaoguang turned back and looked at him steadily: "Why do you want to block it for me?" She must have been holding back this question for a long time, and when she asked it, her eyes were a little red again. "I..." Chen Pingan thought for a while and replied honestly, "I didn't think much at the time. I saw that you were about to be injured, and the body passed by itself." "The body passed by itself?" Zhu Yaoguang repeated his words, and suddenly didn't know whether to be angry or laugh, "Are you stupid?" Chen Pingan scratched his head and smiled sheepishly. Looking at his appearance, Zhu Yaoguang's messy emotions suddenly dissipated. She remembered the way Chen Pingan opened his arms in front of her in the ring yesterday, so determined and without hesitation. Since she was a child, no one except her master and uncles has ever protected her like this. "Hello." Zhu Yaoguang suddenly spoke. "Huh?" "Thank you." Chen Pingan was stunned again. Zhu Yaoguang actually said thank you? Is this still the nephew Zhu who always "hums" himself? Zhu Yaoguang felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at her. She turned away and her voice returned to its usual arrogance: "Don't think too much, I'm just being polite. If you don't block it, I can handle it myself. I have Jing Luo Baoyi!" "Yes, yes, yes." Chen Ping'an responded with a smile. Zhu Yaoguang heard the smile in his tone, and was about to burst into laughter when a burst of footsteps suddenly came from outside the door. "Brother Ping'an!" The door was pushed open and Jiuer rushed in first, followed by Zhu Ji and Ning Bojun. Zhu Yaoguang stood up subconsciously, and the expression on his face became complicated again. Jiu'er didn't care about anything else, and quickly ran to the bedside. Looking at Chen Pingan's pale face, tears fell down: "Brother Pingan, why are you so stupid? How could you endure those three blows..." "Jiuer, don't cry, I'm fine." Chen Pingan quickly comforted. "It's all my fault!" Jiu'er blamed himself, "If it weren't for my lack of cultivation, or if I hadn't discovered their plan..." "It has nothing to do with you." Chen Pingan said seriously, "I had to block it myself." Jiu'er raised his tearful eyes and looked at Chen Pingan's honest and honest face, feeling pain and warmth in his heart. After so many years, Brother Ping An is still the same Brother Ping An and will never change. Zhu Yaoguang stood aside, watching the two people talking, and felt that inexplicable feeling in his heart again. She remembered that in the ring yesterday, she swore in her heart that she would never sympathize with any man again, especially a bitch like Chen Pingan. But looking at his gentle look when talking to Jiu'er, Zhu Yaoguang felt again... "Cough." Ning Bojun coughed lightly, interrupting the warmth in the room. He stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at Chen Pingan on the bed with a deep look: "Chen Pingan, my demon clan was at fault for what happened yesterday. Those three evil obstacles have been severely punished by me and will not appear in front of you again in the future." Chen Pingan said quickly: "Master Ning does not have to be like this, they are also doing it for Jiu'er..." "There is no need to speak for them." Ning Bojun raised his hand to interrupt him, "If you lose, you lose. Yeah, the sneak attack is even more embarrassing for my fellow demons. " After that, he glanced at Ning Yumeng and then at Zhu Yaoguang, and said meaningfully: "I don't want to interfere with the affairs between young people. It's just that it's better to understand it sooner rather than later." This was said without any explanation, but all three people present felt a little guilty. Zhu Yaoguang turned away first. Jiu'er lowered his head, his cheeks slightly red. Chen Ping'an looked confused: "What does Sect Leader Ning mean?" Ning Bojun glanced at him, shook his head, and turned to leave. Zhu Ji covered her lips and smiled softly, and followed her out. There were three more people left in the room, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle. Jiu'er was the first to speak, with a soft voice: "Brother Ping'an, you take good care of yourself, I... I'm going back first. Daddy, there are still some things to deal with." "Okay." Chen Ping'an nodded. Jiu'er stood up, glanced at Zhu Yaoguang, and gave a slight salute: "Sister Yaoguang, thank you very much for yesterday." Zhu Yaoguang was stunned for a moment, then realized that she was talking about what she agreed to let them talk about, and waved her hands uncomfortably: "Thank you, I didn't do anything." Jiu'er pursed her lips and smiled, turned and left. Finally only Chen Pingan and Zhu Yaoguang were left in the room. Zhu Yaoguang stood for a moment and suddenly said: "I'm leaving too." "Oh." Chen Ping'an responded. Zhu Yaoguang walked to the door, stopped again, and said without looking back: "Take good care of yourself. Well... Don't be so stupid next time." After that, he pushed the door open and walked out. Chen Pingan looked at the empty door and scratched his head. He always felt that Master Zhu was acting strange today. But he really couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it and lay down to continue recovering from his injuries. Outside the window, the sun is just right. ...... Zhu Yaoguang walked out of the house, walked a few steps along the corridor, and suddenly stopped. She raised her head and looked at the clouds on the horizon. She thought of Ning Bojun's words just now, "It's better to understand earlier than later." She felt a little irritated for no reason. Understand what? What is there to understand? She wished Yaoguang no fear, what else could she not understand? But why do I feel uncomfortable when I see Chen Pingan talking to Jiuer? Why did Chen Pingan's heart skip a beat when he blocked that blow for himself? Why was he a little happy when the first thing he saw when he woke up just now was himself? "It's so annoying!" Zhu Yaoguang stamped his feet and left quickly. At the end of the corridor, Zhu Ji stood quietly, looking at the figure leaving in a hurry, and smiled softly. "Young man..."

After the curtain of the sixteen sects' sword fighting came to a close, Yunmengze returned to its previous empty and lonely state. It was already noon when the Shangqing sect's chariots set out to return. The sky was so bright that it was dazzling, and the jungles on both sides of the road were lush and green. Occasionally, spiritual birds flew out of the canopy of the trees, crossed an arc, and disappeared into the distance. Chen Ping'an was sitting in the car, leaning against a soft pillow. Although there was still a faint pain from the injuries on his body, his spirits were much better. Zhao Xiunian and Qin Mingyue were in the car in front, and they could vaguely hear Zhao Xiunian's energetic voice talking, occasionally mixed with Qin Mingyue's helpless laughter. Tan Songyun and Huang Baihan were in another car. Huang Baihan had just broken through to the Alchemy Realm and was consolidating his cultivation, while Tan Songyun was reading quietly beside him. As for Zhu Yaoguang, since that early morning, it was as if nothing had happened to her. She would be cold-faced when she needed to be cold, and be cold-hearted when she needed to be angry with Chen Pingan. The only difference is that she no longer mentions the word "little fox". At this moment, Zhu Yaoguang and Chen Ping'an were in the same car. This was not her choice, but arranged by Bian Jingyao. The reason was: "Yaoguang has the strongest cultivation. If anything happens along the way, she can protect the injured junior brother." Zhu Yaoguang wanted to refute at the time, but the word "protection" in Bian Jingyao's words made her swallow it back. So the current situation is - Zhu Yaoguang is sitting on the other side of the carriage, holding the Tiandu Sword with his eyes closed and meditating. There is a just right distance between him and Chen Pingan, neither too close to appear ambiguous, nor too far to appear deliberate. Chen Pingan glanced at her secretly. The sun shines in through the gap in the car curtain and falls on Zhu Yaoguang's fair face. Her eyelashes are long and curled, trembling slightly. She wonders if she is dreaming. "Congratulations to my nephew." Chen Pingan hesitated for a long time, then spoke in a low voice. Zhu Yaoguang did not move. Chen Ping'an thought she was asleep and was about to talk another day when Zhu Yaoguang's lips moved. "Say." Only one word, the tone is flat. "Thank you for what happened that day." Chen Pingan said seriously. Silence. "Thank me for nothing." Zhu Yaoguang still didn't open his eyes. "Thank you for covering up for me and Jiu..." Chen Ping'an originally wanted to say more, such as thanking her for keeping watch all night, and thanking her for agreeing to keep it secret, but when these words came to his lips, they turned into a simple "thank you". He really doesn't know how to say this. Zhu Yaoguang was silent for a longer time. It took so long that Chen Pingan thought she really fell asleep. "Chen Pingan." Zhu Yaoguang finally opened his eyes, looking at him with a pair of eyes like black gemstones, with a serious expression. "Can you think about it before doing anything in the future?" "Huh?" "You want to see someone and tell us that you will die? Do you have to change the list secretly and be sneaky? Isn't it embarrassing?" Chen Ping'an opened his mouth and found that he really had nothing to defend. "And." Zhu Yaoguang continued, and his tone unconsciously sped up: "Three monsters attacked me that day. I had Jingluo Baoyi on me, so you didn't need to block it at all. It would be better for you to rush up like a fool and be beaten like that. Is it worth it?" "It is worth it." Chen Ping'an blurted out. Zhu Yaoguang was stunned. "At that time, I didn't know you had Jing Luo Baoyi." Chen Ping'an said honestly: "I only saw someone wanting to hit you, so I..." He said this, and suddenly stopped in embarrassment. "What do you mean?" Zhu Yaoguang asked. "I just... Don't want you to get hurt." Chen Pingan lowered his head, the tips of his ears turned red. The carriage was quiet again. Zhu Yaoguang looked at Chen Ping'an with his head lowered, and the corners of his mouth moved almost imperceptibly - upwards. But it was only for a moment. She immediately turned her face away, hugged Tiandu again and closed her eyes. "I know." The tone was still light. But after a while, another almost inaudible voice came. "I don't want you to get hurt either." Chen Ping'an wasn't sure if he heard correctly. He raised his head and looked at Zhu Yaoguang. She had her eyes closed and her breathing was even, as if she was really asleep. Outside the carriage, Lexi Rong, who was driving, had such keen ears that she naturally heard the conversation inside clearly. She smiled and shook her head slightly. "Little girl, you are tough." ...... Three days later, the Shangqing faction's chariot finally arrived at the foot of Duyue Peak. You can see a figure in white standing in front of the mountain gate from a distance. The breeze is bright and the moon is shining, with a fairy-like appearance. It is the master Qingwei Zhenren. He must have been waiting here for a long time. When he saw Chen Ping'an being helped out of the car by Zhao Xiunian, with gauze still wrapped around his body, Qingwei's eyes narrowed slightly, but he regained his composure in just a moment. "Master." Chen Pingan saluted. Master Qingwei stepped forward, raised his hand and put it on Chen Pingan's shoulder. After the inspiration flowed through his meridians, he took back his hand. "It's okay." Master Qingwei said two words, then looked at the disciples and said gently: "It's good to be back, everyone has worked hard." "Master, this time the sixteen factions fought swords, the junior uncle and junior sister performed extremely well..." Zhao Xiunian was about to report happily, but Master Qingwei raised his hand to stop him. "No rush, let's rest first and talk tomorrow." The disciples dispersed, and Chen Ping'an also returned to his small courtyard. The bamboos in the yard have grown taller, and a thin layer of dust has fallen on the stone table. It can be seen that no one has taken care of it during this period. Chen Pingan moved a chair and sat in the courtyard, looking up at the sky at Duyue Peak. The sky is blue, the clouds are white, and the wind has the fragrance of bamboo leaves. Everything seemed to be back to the calm state before departure, but Chen Pingan knew that something was different. For example, he finally met Jiuer. For example, he found that Zhu Yaoguang was not as scary as he thought. For example, he doesn't seem to hate the days of crossing Moon Peak anymore. "Dong dong dong." The courtyard door was knocked. "Come in." Chen Pingan thought it was Zhao Xiunian, but when the door opened, it was Zhu Yaoguang who came in. She changed into a clean moon-white Luo shirt, and her hair was tied up again, returning to the delicate and bright Zhu Yaoguang she used to be. "How did you..." As soon as Chen Ping'an spoke, Zhu Yaoguang had already placed a porcelain bottle in his hand on the stone table. "The wound medicine sent by the demon clan has been kept at Senior Sister Bian's place before. She asked me to bring it to you." After saying that, he was ready to leave. "Congratulations to my nephew." Chen Pingan stopped her. Zhu Yaoguang stopped but did not look back. "Thank you." "You have already said it." "Well, but I want to say it again." Zhu Yaoguang stood there, silent for a few breaths, and then left. There was no "hum" this time, and no cynicism. Chen Ping'an picked up the porcelain bottle on the stone table. The bottle was as warm as jade and opened the stopper. Inside was the medicine Jiu'er had prepared for him. There is also a small note stuffed at the mouth of the bottle. Chen Ping'an unfolded the note, with Jiu'er's round handwriting on it: "Brother Ping'an, remember to take your medicine on time and don't show off. When Yunluo Mountain opens, I will be the first to find you. - Jiu'er" Under the note, there was also a small crooked flower drawn, which was exactly the same as the one Chen Ping'an gave her. Chen Pingan carefully folded the note and put it into his arms. He leaned on the back of his chair, looking at the white clouds slowly passing above his head, and the corners of his mouth curved in a slight arc. The wind at Duyue Peak is still gentle. The bamboo leaves rustle. The sound of Zhu Yaoguang practicing his sword came from the distance. The days go on. And some people are worth waiting for. ……

"Jiu'er, what are you thinking about?" Ning Bojun frowned. His daughter has always been the closest to him, but it seems that her mind is not here today? "It's nothing, father, I was just distracted for a moment..." Tian Jiuer smiled sweetly, comforting her anxious old father. "Are you feeling unwell?" Ning Bojun immediately put aside other thoughts and asked with concern. "Well, a bit..." Tian Jiuer said vaguely, she was indeed a little dizzy... When her father left, Ning Yumeng frowned and asked coldly, "Who? Come out!" No one answered. She browsed through the words in her mind carefully... "Tian Jiu'er, Tian Jiu'er, Chen Ping'an is such a talented person." "Wine is spicy, nine is sweet!" What these people are talking about seems to be her first meeting with Ping An's brother? However, when they were talking, only Aunt Zhu Ji was around. Neither she nor Brother Ping An could talk about this to outsiders... How did these people know? ? "Who are you? Come out quickly!" "My father is the Xiangxiang Master of Yunluoshan. I hope you all respect yourself!" Ning Yumeng said slightly nervously. Everything started half an hour ago. Ning Yumeng suddenly found that there were a lot of messy text conversations in her mind. These people shamelessly call themselves by their nicknames! But when she wanted to tell her father, she couldn't, so she could only study these things with her father alone. "What on earth is it?" Ning Yumeng was confused, and the number of words in her mind continued to increase. After studying it, she came to an incredible conclusion - These were some people's comments on the dialogue book. The protagonist of the dialogue book was actually her brother Ping'an! Are you actually a character in a storybook? A talented man named Liu wrote such a storybook and created this world, or did he know about us by chance and write such a story? It is difficult for a smart little girl like Jiuer to understand such outrageous things. She locked herself in her room for a few days and found that this story was published in chapters. There would only be two chapters in a day, and the time was not stable. Although she couldn't see the specific content of the script, she could roughly guess what day it happened based on those people's comments. She blinked. At this rate, maybe the story will soon progress to her current life? In that case, wouldn't she be able to know the situation of brother Ping An? And you can know what's going on in the future, and you can also help Daddy and Aunt Zhu reduce their burden! Thinking of this, Tian Jiuer couldn't help but breathe quickly. She is a cultivator of immortality. She has heard many strange anecdotes and read many bizarre story books. "What if you could predict the future?" Is an enduring theme. Mortal people want to know the direction of the future and choose the one that is beneficial to them, and cultivators also want to pry into the secrets of heaven to seek good fortune and avoid disaster. This ability itself should not exist. That's why people have been praising and pursuing her... But now, some inexplicable comments appear in her mind, which may reveal the future to her... Tian Jiuer is very entangled. Like anyone else in the world, she looks forward to good luck every day, and looks forward to being able to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune to make herself live a better life. But she also believes that there is no such thing as pie in the sky. She had no clue about the appearance of these comments and had no way out. They appeared and disappeared without any hint of inspiration, they just appeared in her mind suddenly. It's a little scary... After learning so much news, don't you have to pay a price? What kind of existence is it that puts these comments into my mind? Does it want to get something from me? Too many doubts linger in Tian Jiuer's heart.

In the early morning of March 12, students from each school of Shangqing College gathered together to prepare for a competition with the theme of "tree planting" around this annual special day. However, since Shangqing is surrounded by beautiful mountains and rivers inside and outside, with green trees growing everywhere, and the green environment is one of the best in this area, there is no need to worry about finding a place to plant trees. Therefore, after deliberation by the deans of Shangqing College, a notice was issued. It took a month to receive suggestions from students in the college, and then selected and discussed them. Finally, the proposal of Chen Pingan, the honorary dean of Shangqing College, was adopted, and the event was set up in the Biopharmaceutical Park of Shangqing College. Event rewards: 1. The title "Shangqing Star" × 50 will be awarded to those who perform well during the event. 2. Fulu Cave Thirty Days Experience Card for each hospital × 10 sets. 3. Fulu Cave Fifteen Days Experience Card for each hospital × 15 sets. 4. Fulu Cave Seven-day Experience Card for each hospital × 25 sets. 5. Shangqing tree planting physical badge (you can get it by participating). Event description: In order to promote friendship between the various hospitals in Shangqing, we hereby organize this "tree planting" activity in the medicine garden. We hope that students from Shanghai Tsinghua University and Guangzhou University will actively participate. Activities Notes: 1. Freely form a team of five people. 2. Find the little salvias and radishes hiding everywhere, then send them to their respective pits and cover them with quilts (soil). 3. It is not allowed to use methods including but not limited to physical persuasion that can harm the little monsters to persuade them to return to their pits. 4. When looking for radishes and salvias, you are not allowed to disturb the indigenous people of the medicine garden excessively, and you are not allowed to damage the ecological environment of the medicine garden. 5. The use of spiritual consciousness is not allowed. 6. Activity time: 7:00～19:00. Preliminary competition time: 7:00～12:30. Final time: 14:30～18:30. Awarding time: 18:35～19:00. 7. It is not allowed to use loopholes within or outside the rules to cheat in the competition. The final analysis rights belong to the Shangqing faction. All students are asked to participate in good faith. ..... Six people from Duyue College, Zhu Yaoguang, Huang Baihan, Qin Mingyue, Zhao Xiunian, Tan Songyun, and Chen Pingan, followed the master Zhu Tingyun and went to the medicine garden to gather together. Zhu Yaoguang looked a little strange and glared at Chen Pingan from time to time. Chen Pingan thought he had done something wrong again. Senior Huang Baihan looked refreshed. Because the junior dean Chen Pingan did not participate in the activity, he gave his place to him, allowing him to show his prestige as a senior again. Zhao Xiunian and Tan Songyun knew what Huang Baihan was thinking when they saw his expression, but they ignored it and felt a little regretful. I was thinking that it would be great if Chen Pingan participated in this event with them. You must know that Chen Pingan shined in the last Sixteenth Academy Competition. Coupled with the perception ability of "Four Symbols and Thousand Swords", he is already invincible in this competition. Although they feel a bit pity now, it doesn't matter. With senior Huang Baihan here, even if the effect is not good, it is not unacceptable. Everyone was walking and chatting. Suddenly. Huang Baihan remembered something and looked at Chen Pingan. In front of Zhu Tingyun, the dean of Duyueyuan, he did not dare to take advantage of Chen Pingan, and asked honestly: "Little dean, if you don't participate in the competition, what will you do later?" Huang Baihan's question attracted everyone's attention, and Zhu Yaoguang was also a little curious. Chen Ping'an glanced at Zhu Tingyun who was leading the team in front with some embarrassment, and then said: "This, this, I can't tell you now, keep it secret." "What should be kept secret, and it can't hinder you, and you are not participating in the event." Zhu Yaoguang suddenly became angry when he heard this. "Yaoguang, we or he said it." Zhu Tingyun heard Zhu Yaoguang's words and turned to help Chen Ping'an respond. Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Zhu Tingyun helped him out in time. But the next moment, he saw Zhu Yaoguang glare at him, and turned away with a 'hum'. After this, the atmosphere dropped. ..... "I have met Dean Zhu, little Dean." "I have met Dean Zhu, little Dean." ..... It was not until the medicine garden joined the other six hospitals of Shangqing that he gradually recovered. However, Chen Ping'an was still relatively thin-skinned after all, and he couldn't handle seeing everyone saying hello to him. "Ping An, come with me." At this moment, Zhu Tingyun said to Chen Pingan, turned around and walked towards the principal Lu Pingyang. Chen Pingan followed up honestly under the suspicious gazes of Zhu Yaoguang, Huang Baihan and others. "Bo Han, Yao Guang, you guys stay here now, waiting here with other teams for the event to start." Perhaps Zhu Tingyun remembered what was left unarranged, paused, arranged it, and then left with Chen Ping'an, leaving everyone looking at each other. ... "Dear Shangqing students, good morning! Today is Arbor Day, and the "Medicine Garden Tree Planting" activity that everyone is looking forward to is about to begin. However, this time the activity will not be hosted by me or several other principals and deans as in the past. Guess who it will be?" On the high platform of the large square next to the medicine garden, Bian Jingyao, the director of the always popular Tide Viewing Institute, was standing on the stage facing the Shangqing Academy below to conduct the opening ceremony of this event. Now, everyone in the audience began to guess who the host of the discussion was. "Okay, okay, after guessing for so long, if you can guess it, you have already guessed it, and there is nothing you can do for those who haven't guessed it. Now I will invite the host of this event to give a speech." However, Dean Bian Jingyao did not wait too long. He looked at the audience and smiled mysteriously, attracting everyone's attention. He then applauded and shouted loudly: "Let us applaud the host of this tree planting event--Little Dean Chen Pingan!" "Ah, the little Dean, it is actually the little Dean!" Zhao Nianxiu and Tan Songyun looked in disbelief at Chen Ping'an who walked up to the stage timidly. "Look at the fuss you are making. Isn't it normal for the junior dean to be the referee?" Huang Baihan saw the surprised expressions of the two schoolmates, and immediately took out the majestic reprimand of a senior, and analyzed and reasoned: "Normally, the principal or deans are the judges of the activities, but now they are not taking it. Think about it, the Shangqing has the same status as them, so isn't the only dean Chen Ping'an left? Besides, the dean came from the medicine garden. He often visits the medicine garden and is the most familiar with the medicine garden. Isn't it justifiable to think that the referee falls on the little dean." "It turns out to be this dog man!" Hearing Huang Baihan's analysis, Zhu Yaoguang suddenly felt itchy in his teeth: "No wonder he didn't team up with us and refused to explain the reason no matter how asked. It turned out that he went to be a referee!" Several people explained the reasons for the matter again and stopped talking. Everyone looked at Chen Pingan. Zhu Yaoguang looked angry. However, Chen Ping'an didn't know all this. Now, he stood in front of everyone, looking at the pairs of eyes that focused on him. Although he was prepared, he felt a little guilty. In order to calm down, he glanced downwards and stayed at the location of Huang Baihan and the others for several seconds before looking back. Look ahead. "Good morning, classmates!" Chen Ping'an imitated the prelude of Dean Bian Jingyao's speech, greeted everyone in the audience, and then slowly began to say the words he had prepared for some time: "Students, I am honored to participate in this event with you as a referee. "I hope that while participating in this event happily, the students will abide by the rules of the event, maintain the friendship between classmates, and at the same time protect the little monsters in the medicine garden. "Thank you everyone!" Chen Ping'an still looked very nervous, but these few short words had already stated the main purpose of his thoughts. Seeing this, Dean Bian Jingyao stepped forward, took over the role of host, and said with a smile: "Thank you, our junior dean, for speaking, and please applaud the students." Applause rang out. Dean Bian Jingyao did not speak again until the applause fell. But this time, she did not say anything else. She smiled and said: "Students, let me announce that this 'Tree Planting' competition has officially begun. Please invite our referee, Dean Chen Pingan, and the students to enter the designated positions." There was another round of warm applause. Chen Ping'an walked off the stage and entered the medicine garden. Zhu Tingyun and other leaders of each department also walked off the stage and took away the teams from their departments. ... "Ping An, you are here, and we are ready. You must protect our grandson in the competition, otherwise the old woman will cry and shout again." As soon as Chen Pingan walked into the pharmacy, he saw Luo Sanye and Dan Wuye coming towards them with a group of radishes and salvias. Among them, Luo Sanye even spoke directly to Chen Pingan. "Don't worry, Luo San. You are safe. Do you need to worry about your little grandsons?" Upon hearing what Luo Sanye said, Fifth Master Dan joked, and turned to the Little Carrot and Little Salvia behind him and shouted: "Do you think Luo San is worried too much? With the little dean here, you won't really worry that someone can hurt you, right?" "That's right." When the little salvias heard this, they immediately responded to Mr. Dan Wu. He was worthy of being the grandson of Mr. Dan Wu, and they really supported their grandfather. But the little radishes were different. Under the gaze of Mr. Luo, they did not dare to make a sound. However, judging from the movements of their roots and the way they looked towards Chen Pingan, they were responding to Mr. Luo with their actions. Although I didn't answer blatantly in words. After all, Mr. Luo is still their biological grandfather. "Hmph, fart on your mother's salvia." Seeing this, Third Master Luo angrily spat at Fifth Master Dan. Unlike Mr. Dan Wu, Chen Pingan picked up one or two small salvias and radishes that came towards him, and responded to Mr. Luo seriously: "Don't worry, I will take good care of them." "With your words, I feel relieved." When Master Luo heard Chen Pingan's promise, he immediately shouted to Master Dan Wu like a victorious fighting cock: "Did you hear that, Dan Wu?" Chen Pingan put a small radish and a small salvia on his shoulders, and also placed a small radish and a small salvia on top of his head, holding two in each hand. "Okay, okay. Mr. Luo Sanye and Mr. Dan Wu, you two need to calm down for a while. The activity is ready to begin. We will now divide our troops into three groups and lead them to scatter and hide in the medicine garden according to the previous plan and the difficulty of finding them." "Okay, we will go now." Upon hearing this, Mr. Luo Sanye and Mr. Dan Wu also stopped bickering and started to take action. Chen Ping'an also led a group of little monsters towards Mrs. Huarui's territory. ……

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