The short video shows the ancient times, and the emperors cried with envy!

Chapter 629: Biography of Qi Jingchun! When in doubt, ask the spring breeze! Wang Yangming praised: This is a scholar!
With a clear sound, the sky above changed again, and then a new video screen appeared.

[Moonlight setting over the river, wrinkling the autumn eyes]

[A boat full of clear dreams pressing down on the starry sky]

[There are only night sparrows, but no one to sing with them]

……

As the lyrics were sung, the magnificent sound of swords appeared in everyone's ears, forcing everyone to look up.

"Listening to this song makes people feel a sense of melancholy in a unique way."

Daqin, Ying Zheng showed a trace of obsession on his face, and then he shook his head.

On the other side, Li Shimin was more free and easy, dancing in the hall to the music.

"This song reminds me of our youth. At that time, I was seventeen years old and led my brothers to charge at Hulao Pass!"

"The music of the King of Qin breaking the formation!"

Cheng Yaojin immediately jumped out and hummed the famous music.

However, Li Shimin interrupted him immediately. He patted Cheng Yaojin's black charcoal head and said with a look of surprise:
"Look carefully at the curtain. What are you singing about? Didn't you see that the queen ran away?"

Cheng Yaojin looked around and saw that the palace servants and guards around him were unable to withstand his loud voice.

"Isn't it just a little unpleasant to the ear? Is it necessary to make such a fuss?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Changsun Wuji jumped out and dragged him away, giving everyone some peace and quiet.

After all the hassles, the theme song on the sky curtain above was coming to an end, and then a clear voice began to sound:
[“When the heavens collapse, I, Chen Ping’an, have a sword that can move mountains, destroy cities, and split the sky!”]

[“There is still Chen Pingan in the world. Don’t even think about taking a step forward. Swords are coming!”]

……

Accompanied by exciting sound effects, a young man drew his sword and fought against the sky. This scene appeared in the minds of many people and made them open their mouths wide.

"This is... what a youthful spirit!"

In the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Zhanji's eyes were shining and his face was filled with excitement.

Pointing at the sky, he almost shouted out loud.

"Grandpa Emperor, this is the effect that your grandson wants to achieve!"

Zhu Zhanji held Zhu Di's hand, his face flushed.

When he was a child, he envied the handsomeness of the Jinyiwei and joined the Northern Pacification Division, but was persuaded to leave after a few days due to the heavy training.

Now, after seeing the scene of the sword master, how could I hold back any longer? I immediately felt that I must be as handsome as him.

Then he was severely suppressed by Zhu Di.

"What the hell are you dreaming about? Can you fly or kill monsters? With your tiny body, I'm afraid you can't even lift a sword."

Zhu Di curled his lips, but had to admit, damn, this guy is so handsome.

If he shouts a few more lines that make people's blood boil, it will be incredible, even he will be excited.

On the other side, Liu Qi, the chess master of the Han Dynasty, was also very excited. He started to imitate himself and wanted to have such demeanor.

"I never thought that those rangers were so handsome. It's their carefree spirit."

Liu Qi nodded seriously, as if he was happy with his own understanding.

But soon he was suppressed by his father. Liu Heng looked at Liu Qi with a cold face, which made him shudder.

"You've become more capable, right? You still want to be a ranger? Why don't you go to Sishui Pavilion and be the head of the pavilion?"

"what!"

A scream was heard in Weiyang Palace.

At this moment, a number of small villages that had gone bankrupt appeared on the screen.

[“Chen Ping’an! The star of disaster! The star of misfortune!”]

[The children around him threw stones and dirt at a child with his head down.] [But the child just protected his head with his hands and did not resist at all. Perhaps he was used to it.]

[“Ping An, if Daddy is gone, you have to protect Mommy and keep her from getting hurt, okay?”]

[“Yes! I will never let my mother get hurt!”]

[The smile of his childhood appeared before him. The boy returned home with the herbs in his arms. Looking at his skinny mother lying in bed, he pursed his lips and forced out a smile.]

【“Ping An, have you been bullied?”】

[Mother's voice was as gentle as ever. Chen Ping'an's nose felt sore, but he did not cry. Instead, he comforted her:]

[“It’s okay, mom, take the medicine quickly, you will get better after taking the medicine.”]

[“My Ping An is so good. If I die, who will take care of him?”]

[Mother's words echoed in the humble room for a long time, but unfortunately, she still died.]

【Died on a winter night.】

“Wow, is this the childhood of that sword immortal? It’s so miserable!”

Women are all emotional, and Chen Pingan on the screen is a handsome young man, thin and well-behaved, which makes him even more lovable.

Li Qingzhao wiped away her tears. Even though she drank, played cards, visited brothels and smoked cigarettes on weekdays, she was still a compassionate woman.

On the other side, several Taoists sighed. Zhang Sanfeng looked at his disciples around him and said softly:

"Even if you are a sword immortal, you can't avoid the various injuries and bring disaster to your family. So, you need to be extremely careful when becoming a monk to practice."

"Thank you Master for your teaching!"

Zhang Sanfeng nodded, and everyone continued to focus their eyes on the sky.

【Chen Pingan became an orphan, but he did not feel sorry for himself. 】

[In the village, he would help others whenever he had time, eat at many people's homes, and eventually grew up to be a handsome young man.]

[When I was fifteen or sixteen, many strangers appeared in the village.]

[“They all want to get that opportunity, but I don’t know what the opportunity is.”]

[Chen Ping'an is still the same as before, but he met some unreasonable people. These people acted on impulse and cut off his longevity bridge and his hope of cultivation.]

"Ah?! How can this be possible!"

In the Great Zhou Dynasty, Princess Taiping looked at the sky nervously, and she looked at the young man with heartache.

Wu Zetian next to her snorted softly, as if she saw the high and mighty officials.

On the other side, Liu Che slapped the table and shouted:
"The knight-errant breaks the law with force, and the scholar-official disrupts the law with literature!

I have already controlled the Confucianists, and I will also thoroughly discipline these knights who are scattered all over the world!"

Following the emperor's determination, the ministers around him bowed their heads and responded respectfully.

[Without the hope of cultivation, Chen Pingan lost the opportunity to move forward. He was confused and even wanted to commit suicide.]

[“Do I really need to live anymore?”]

【At this time, a scholar appeared in front of Chen Pingan. 】

[“When in doubt, ask the spring breeze.”]

【“The spring breeze is silent, just follow your heart.”】

【"Who are you?"】

[“Qi Jingchun”]

[This is a scholar, gentle and refined, as gentle as jade, and all the good qualities seem to be present in him. ]

[However, Chen Pingan couldn't listen at this moment. He only knew that his future was blocked. ]

[“Young man, it is easiest to seek death in the human world, but if you were to meet your father in the underworld, guess whether he would be happy to greet you and be glad that you could accompany him!?”]

(End of this chapter)