Sword of Coming

After the foreign sword fairy opened his mouth, Yao Chongdao, the head of the Yao family, fell into a dilemma.

As expected of left and right, it is easy to be in a dilemma when talking and doing things. A hundred years ago, those innate sword embryos with broken sword hearts in Haoran Tianxia must be the most able to empathize with Yao Chongdao's current situation. For example, when the sword was first released, it was not difficult at all. The genius Cao Jun of Nan Po Suozhou, who had a sword heart like a lotus flower in a pond, ended up extremely bleak. The laughing stock of the entire Nan Po Suo Continent, he could only leave Aquarius Continent quietly in the end. During this period, a hundred years of time wasted, and he was still unable to break through and enter the Jade Pu Realm. You must know that Cao Jun was recognized as the once-in-a-hundred-year sword master in Nan Po Suo Continent. material.

Sword immortals from other places have already noticed the strangeness here, and all of them smiled, planning to watch a play, and those who like to drink have already opened the jug.

After all, it wasn't the spectator Jianxiu on the street. Those stationed on the top of the city were all experienced swordsmen, so naturally they didn't know how to shout or whistle.

Of course, I was afraid that one of the left and right would be unhappy, so I would call them to fight together.

Left and right's swordsmanship is too high, the sword energy is too strong, and they are relatively unreasonable, and they are most afraid of one person singled out a group.

Yao Chongdao's face was very ugly.

As the Patriarch of the Yao family, the anger in my heart has been accumulated for many years.

Just when Yao Chongdao was going to call left and right to fight in the south of the city.

Chen Ping took the initiative to act as a peacemaker, and put Ning Yao down gently. He called Mr. Yao, and asked Ning Yao to talk with his elders, while he went to see Senior Zuo himself.

Ning Yao took his grandfather for a walk.

Chen Ping's body was like an arrow, and he disappeared in a flash, looking around.

Without that young man with irregular hands and feet, and only his granddaughter left by his side, Yao Chongdao looked much better.

For his daughter and son-in-law, the old man may have mixed feelings, sad, regretful, complaining, angry, disappointed... It's hard to really explain clearly, but for Ning Yao, who has been separated for a generation, the old man only has pride and guilt in his heart.

On the opposite side of the city, Chen Pingan stopped ten steps away from a middle-aged sword fairy who was facing away from him, unable to get close. Almost all the acupuncture points in the small world of the human body were filled with sword energy, as if every moment, They are all fighting against a big world outside them.

It is not easy for ordinary sword cultivators and other Qi practitioners of the three religions and hundreds of schools to store a few key acupoints where their natal objects are stored, to be able to fill up their spiritual energy, and then to expand their territory a little bit.

Seeing Left and Right, Chen Ping clasped his fists and said, "This junior has seen Senior Zuo."

Left and right are indifferent.

Chen Pingan made a detour, jumped onto the top of the wall, turned around, and sat cross-legged facing left and right.

Countless sword qi criss-crossed, splitting the void, which meant that every ray of sword qi contained sword intent had reached the legendary level of perfection, capable of tearing apart small worlds at will. That is to say, when you reach the border between Skeleton Beach and Ghost Domain Valley, you don't need to draw swords from left and right, and you don't even need to control sword energy.

Chen Pingan saw that the left and right were unwilling to speak, but he couldn't leave just like that. That would be too impolite. He had nothing to do, so he just calmed down and stared at the flow of sword energy, hoping to find some "rules" Come.

After about half a stick of incense, Chen Ping'an, whose eyes were sour, moved slightly, but his mood soon calmed down.

Just now I saw a ray of sword energy that seemed to be about to come out, as if it was about to break away from the constraints of the left and right, that momentary feeling of horror, like a fairy holding a mountain, was about to smash into Chen Ping's heart lake, making Chen Ping'an On tenterhooks.

Left and right still didn't open their eyes, but they finally opened their mouths and said, "What do you need from me?"

Chen Pingan asked: "Mr. Wen Sheng, where are you now? If I have the opportunity to go to the Divine Continent of China in the future, how should I find it?"

The faces on the left and right were slightly relaxed, and he said calmly: "Mr. has left Suishan to open up an ancient land where the Confucian sages have been unable to break through the mountains and passes for a long time. There is a senior from the Middle Earth who opened the way with a fairy sword, and Mr. is responsible for consolidating the road. Both are indispensable. .”

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Thank you, Senior Zuo, for clarifying the confusion for the younger generation."

Left and right asked, "How about studying?"

Chen Pingan replied: "I never slack off when it comes to studying, and I keep asking questions."

Said left and right: "The effect is not very good."

Chen Pingan said: "Study is a long-term thing. It is fast and many. The younger generation is not qualified, so it is inevitable to be superficial. It is better to be slow and correct, and seek deep."

Left and right were silent.

On the opposite wall, Yao Chong said a little bit, and said helplessly: "There is nothing to see over there. There are so many realms, the two sides can't fight."

Ning Yao hesitated to speak.

Regarding the contextual relationship between Chen Pingan and Zuo Zuo, few people at the Sword Qi Great Wall knew about it. Ning Yao didn't mention even a word on the side of Nanny Bai and Grandpa Nalan.

This is the most interesting part, if Chen Pingan has nothing to do with Zuo Ping, with his temper, perhaps he would not bother to open his eyes, let alone speak for Chen Pingan.

So Yao Chongdao is actually at a loss at the moment. He doesn't understand why the strange sword cultivator, who has nothing to do with the sword, would thimble himself for an outsider before. Do you care about the housework of Yao and Ning? Too wide? So if the boy surnamed Chen hadn't made an unnecessary move to mediate, Yao Chong said that he had already been in the vast battlefield south of the city head, and personally taught whether the sword skills of the left and right were really that high.

As for winning or losing, it doesn't matter.

It's a loss anyway.

Although Yao Chongdao is a Great Sword Immortal in the Immortal Realm, in his twilight years, he has long been hopeless. For hundreds of years, wars have continued, and the evils have accumulated. Yao Chongdao himself admits that his name as a Great Sword Immortal is becoming more and more unworthy of his name. Every time Yao Chong saw those young children of different surnames from the Earth Immortals, each and every one of them was full of vigor and juniors in the Jade Realm, Yao Chong said that most of the time, he was both gratified and sad. Only by looking at his granddaughter from a distance, who is the well-deserved leader of the group of young geniuses, and the old man who was nicknamed by A Liang with a bitter face, will he have a smile on his face.

Someone once drank too much, and said that when he saw Yao Laoer's bitter face that seemed to be engraved with the four characters "debt and repayment", he wanted to realize his conscience and remember the drink money he had owed for many years.

After that, all the restaurants under the Yao family's name never sold half a jug of wine to that guy, and he didn't have to pay back the money owed for the drinks.

Yao Chongdao asked casually: "It seems that the two of them knew each other before?"

Ning Yao could only say one thing, "Chen Ping'an came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi for the first time. The cross-continental ferry was blocked passing by Jiaolonggou, so he used swords from left and right to clear the way."

Jianqi Great Wall has heard about this matter, but most of the information is incomplete. At first, Daoxuanshan kept it a secret, because after the accident in Jiaolonggou, left and right and Datianjun, the second disciple of Daoxuanshan in Daoxuanshan. There was a violent fight in the sea, and besides, it seemed that there was never any reason to control this person's sword.

In fact, the old man and Ning Yao didn't meet much and chatted even less.

So it's not much better than Na Zuoyou and Chen Ping'an.

Chen Pingan said: "Senior Zuo killed the dragon at the place where the dragons gathered. The grace of saving life, this junior has always remembered it in his heart all these years."

Left and right said indifferently: "Tracing back to the source has nothing to do with you."

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I know that I am not considered a junior by Senior Zuo."

Left and right said: "Don't think too much about it. Those who catch my eyes are the world's personnel, affairs and landscapes, and there are only a handful of them."

Chen Ping said again: "I don't think I need to recognize Senior Zuo as a senior brother."

Left and right smiled, opened their eyes, but looked into the distance, "Oh?"

Chen Ping'an looked calm, moved around, and sat cross-legged facing the distance, "It's not that I was young and ignorant back then, but now I'm young and energetic, it's just my heart."

Left and right still didn't get angry, instead they said something off topic: "In life, besides determining whether the world is as high as the sky and as wide as the earth, or as small as a mustard seed, the most important thing is to prove the truth of the self."

Chen Pingan said slowly: "Then I will say a few more words of truth. There may be no reason at all, but if I don't say it, I can't do it. Senior Zuo has spent his whole life studying and practicing swordsmanship. In the end, he has accumulated a lot of money, ups and downs, and is extremely exciting. First, he made countless Xiantian sword embryos bow their heads, and then went out to visit the immortals. He wielded his sword alone and asked the sword at Luzhou in the north. Finally, he asked the sword at Tongyezhou, beheaded Du Mao, and prevented him from ascending. So many things have been done. , why don’t you go to Aquarius Island to have a look. What Mr. Qi thinks, that’s Mr. Qi’s business, and what a senior brother should do, that’s what a senior senior should do.”

Left and right were silent.

Chen Ping stood up, "This is the only thing I want to say after I heard that Senior Zuo is also here at the Great Wall of Sword Qi this time."

Chen Ping is about to leave.

Left and right said: "Speak to seniors, don't stand so high."

Chen Pingan had no choice but to swallow his farewell words, and sat back obediently.

To be honest, Chen Ping'an was already mentally prepared for a beating during his trip to the city, and at worst he would lie down in Ningfu's house for a month.

Two or two were speechless.

Chen Pingan asked: "Senior Zuo, do you have something to say?"

Shaking his head left and right, he said, "I'm too lazy to reason. This is not something I'm good at, so I'm hesitating about the strength of the sword. Your level is too low, but it's troublesome."

Chen Pingan didn't think that the left and right were joking, so he said, "Mr. Wensheng, he loves to drink and travel around, so he has never been to the Great Wall of Sword Qi? The drinks here are actually not bad."

Zuo Zuo seemed a little aggrieved for the first time, "Get out!"

The senior spoke, and the junior followed suit. Chen Pingan got up immediately, greeted Ning Yao, sacrificed a talisman boat, and hovered outside the city.

Yao Chongdao nodded to Ning Yao, and Ning Yao Yufeng came to the amulet boat, and together with Chen Pingan, who was pretending to be calm, returned to the city in the distance that was still brightly lit in the night.

He glanced left and right at the young man in green on the talisman boat, especially the very familiar white jade hairpin.

Left and right closed their eyes again, and continued to sharpen their sword intent.

Complain to Mr.

One accusation is accurate, and it can still be reasonable.

Who was the best at this kind of thing among the fellow apprentices when everyone was young?

Yao Chongdao came to the vicinity of Zuo Zuo, looked at the small talisman boat and the big city, and asked, "Zuo Zuo, do you value this young man?"

Left and right said indifferently: "I have a very general impression of the Yao family, so don't just talk nonsense to me just because you are old."

Yao Chongdao was so angry that he almost flew into a rage, did he really think that he was a temperless clay bodhisattva?

Hit and hit, whoever is afraid of whom.

Can you really beat me to death?

As a result, the boss sword fairy walked out of the hut with a smile, stood at the door, looked up, and said softly: "Rare guest."

Chen Qingdu quickly walked back to the hut, since the visitor is not an enemy, so there is no need to worry. Chen Qingdu just stomped his feet, and immediately cast a restraint. The entire head of the Sword Qi Great Wall was isolated into a small world, so as not to attract more unnecessary prying eyes.

Apart from Chen Qing who was the first to notice the clues, the saints who were sitting in charge and the hidden official also realized that something was wrong.

No one can pass through the sky barriers of the two great heavens and earth directly to the Sword Qi Great Wall without going through the gate of the inverted mountain so quietly.

Not only the Daoist Great Heavenly Lord who guards the inverted mountain, can't do it.

I'm afraid that even those Confucian temples in Haoran Tianxia who are responsible for guarding the territory of Yizhou are accompanied by saints and sages, holding jade plaques in their hands, and they can't do the same.

Many Sword Immortals stationed on the top of the city didn't realize that someone had sneaked into the top of the city, and outside the Great Wall of Sword Qi, they were even more unaware of it.

Waiting for a vision to appear on the top of the city, and then trying to find out, that is the difficulty of reaching the sky.

What's more, no one dared to act rashly, and many sword immortals continued to practice with great concentration.

He froze for a moment, then stood up.

As a result, he was slapped on the head, "Just talking to senior like this? What about the rules?"

After hesitating for a while, he still wanted to get up. When the gentleman came, he always got up and saluted, but he was slapped on the head again, "You still don't listen, do you? Want to talk back, right? You won't be in the house for three days, right? "

The left and right had no choice but to stop there and say to Yao Chong: "This junior is rude. I apologize to Senior Yao."

Then Yao Chongdao saw an old man with the appearance of a poor old Confucian scholar. While stretching out his hands to help his left and right sides, he was grinning brightly at himself, "Patriarch Yao, Yao Dajianxian, right? Daughter, I helped you find a good son-in-law. A good daughter and a good son-in-law gave birth to a great granddaughter. As a result, the good granddaughter helped you find the best grandson-in-law, Yao Dajianxian. What a blessing, I Even if you are envious, you can't come here, so you can only teach a few disciples, which is fine."

The left and right could finally stand and talk, took a step back, bowed and saluted, "Sir!"

The shocking sword aura around him had no effect on the ethereal old Confucian scholar in green shirt.

Yao Chongdao looked puzzled, and asked tentatively, "Mr. Wensheng?"

The old scholar looked embarrassed, "What kind of literati is not a literati? , I am not as old as Patriarch Yao, just call me brother."

Yao Chongdao was a little taken aback.

Some don't know how to deal with this famous Confucian literati.

The red tape of Confucianism in Haoran Tianxia happened to be the most despised by Jianqi Great Wall Jianxiu.

The old scholar looked around, and said anxiously: "I came in a hurry, I have to leave quickly, I can't stay long, that boss sword fairy, let's talk?"

Chen Qingdu sat in the hut, nodded with a smile, "Let's talk then."

A Confucian sage sitting on the Sword Qi Great Wall took the initiative to show up, bowed and saluted, "I pay my respects to Wen Sheng."

The saints of the three religions who sit here will also rotate, and the length of time is not fixed.

This Confucian sage was once a great Buddhist disciple who was well-known all over the world. After arriving at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he possesses the supernatural powers of both teachings, and his magic skills are extremely high.

The old scholar said with emotion, "It's just that you lost the quarrel. It's because you haven't learned enough, and it's not that your Buddhist knowledge is not good. At that time, I advised you not to do this. Why do you have to go to our Confucian school? Now it's okay, suffer." Do you really think that one person can eat the basic knowledge of two religions? If there is such a simple good thing, what is there to argue about? Isn’t it because Taoist and Buddha’s persuasion skills are not as high as this? Let’s talk , you just can’t fight, but you can fight well, it’s a pity, it’s a pity.”

This kind of words, falling into the ears of Confucian disciples in the Confucian Temple Academy, may be outrageous, deviant, or at least an elbow.

The Confucian sage who changed doors after losing the debate smiled and said, "Infinite time is the place of freedom."

A light word caused the world to change color on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but the vision was quickly dispersed by the Sword Qi from the top of the wall.

The old scholar shook his head, sighed, and passed away in a flash. When he came to the hut, Chen Qingdu stretched out his hand and smiled and said, "Sage Wen, please sit down."

The old scholar restrained his expression, "The Confucian Temple needs to borrow three people from you."

Chen Qingdu asked: "Why are you here? Isn't it the more legitimate saint and sub-sage, or the deputy leader of the Zhongtu Confucian Temple?"

The old scholar smiled and said: "I have a thick skin. They are here, and they are disheartened."

Chen Qingdu shook his head and said, "No borrowing."

The old scholar murmured: "This is not very kind."

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Left and right came out of the hut.

Not long after, the old scholar walked out of the room with a sad face, "It's hard to talk, but no matter how difficult it is, we have to talk."

Asked left and right: "When will sir leave here?"

The old scholar scratched his head, "I have to try again. If there is no discussion, there is no way. I should go or I have to go. There is no way. This life will be hard work and blamed."

Left and right said, "Don't you see Chen Pingan?"

The old scholar said angrily: "You care about me?"

Left and right no longer speak.

It is worthy of being the originator of Wensheng lineage.

The old scholar seemed a little guilty, and patted Zuo Zuo on the shoulders, "Zu Zuo, Mr. and the scholar you respect, finally opened up a road together, which is quite a vast territory of the fifth world. There are many things, just There are not many people, and there will be nowhere to go for a while, isn't it what you want? Why don't you go over there and have a look?"

Shaking his head left and right, "Sir, there aren't many people here, and it's better than that brand new world, because here, there will be fewer and fewer people here, and they won't swarm in, and there will be more and more people."

The old scholar complained: "I, sir, should be wronged, every student and disciple is disobedient."

Left and right whispered: "There is no Chen Pingan."

The old scholar said earnestly: "You and I, it will be outrageous for you to poke Mr.'s heart like this again."

The left and right were puzzled: "Why is it not suitable for you to meet Chen Pingan?"

The old scholar smiled and frowned, with a strange look on his face, "I heard that your little brother just established the Patriarch Hall on the top of the mountain in his hometown, and hung my statue in the middle, the tallest, which is actually quite inappropriate. It's fine to hang it in the study secretly." , I am not a person who pays attention to such small things. You see, when the Confucian Temple kicked me out, did I care? I didn’t care at all. The fame and wealth in the world are too unreasonable, like the salted peanuts that go with wine, one bite at a time. "

Left and right said: "Mr. Trouble put the smile on your face."

The old scholar let out a groan, and found that Yao Laoer was no longer on the top of the city, rubbed his face, jumped up, and slapped the left and right heads with his backhand, "It's okay to talk nonsense about others, but you don't have a lot of nonsense yourself Among the disciples, you are the least enlightened."

Left and right felt a little helpless, "After all, it is the elders of Ning Yao's family, so the disciples are bound to be restrained."

The old scholar was puzzled and said: "I didn't say that it's wrong for you to tie your hands and feet. You don't move your hands and feet, but you have so much sword energy. Sometimes, if you are not careful, you can't control the slightest bit. You run towards Laoer Yao. The old man yelled a few more words, and then you two took advantage of the situation to learn from each other and benefited each other in the way of swordsmanship. After defeating old man Yao, you should flatter him with your voice. It's a beautiful thing. Can't you understand this?"

Nodding left and right, he said: "The disciple is dull, but the master is right."

The old scholar turned around and ran to the hut, "If you think of some reason, then go to bargain."

Go left and right to the side of the city.

After a while, the old scholar soon sighed again and came to the left and right sides.

Left and right asked: "Sir, do you think we are standing on a speck of dust, and walking to another speck of dust is already the limit of a practitioner of Taoism?"

The old scholar smiled and said: "A tree and a tree will greet each other in the wind, a mountain and a mountain will be silent for thousands of years, and a river and a river will collide when they grow up. contented."

After pondering for a moment, "I beg you sir to speak more briefly."

The old scholar said, "Mr. didn't know the answer to your question, so I just fooled you."

I have nothing to say.

The old scholar said with emotion: "The fairy family sits on the top of the mountain, and the road in the world is self-defeating."

Left and Right said, "Sir, you are blaming the students."

The old scholar shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "I am demanding sages and heroes."

Then left and right accompanied my husband, watched the scenery all night, and said nothing.

After dawn, the old scholar turned around and walked towards the thatched hut, saying: "If I can't convince Chen Qingdu again this time, I'm going to go to bed."

Left and right have been quietly waiting for the result. At noon, the old scholar left the hut, twisted his beard and walked away, groaning silently.

Left and right whispered: "Chen Ping'an wants to propose marriage to the Ning family, and the boss Jianxian agrees to be the matchmaker."

The old scholar was stunned, and then he beat his chest and stamped his feet, "Chen Qingdu is an old bastard, shameless! What's the matter with him, he thinks me, a gentleman, is dead? Well, even if I'm half dead..."

bang.

The already ethereal figure of the old scholar turned into a phantom, disappeared without a trace, as if disappeared suddenly in this world.

Squinting eyes left and right, holding the hilt of the sword, facing the hut.

But in an instant, there were slight ripples and tremors again, and the old scholar stood still, looking a little dusty and exhausted, stretched out a hand, and patted the left and right arms holding the sword.

Left and right still haven't let go of the hilt.

The old scholar smiled and said, "Okay, what a big deal."

Chen Qingdu appeared at the door of the thatched hut, and asked with a smile, "Is that why you plan to hang on?"

The old scholar sighed, "Even if I want to stay for a long time, I can't do it. After drinking, I immediately pack up and leave."

This is the victory of heaven and earth.

Back then, it was not easy for Lu Chen to go from Qingming Tianxia to Haoran Tianxia, ​​and then to Lizhu Dongtian, because he would be suppressed by Dao everywhere.

Chen Qing reminded with a smile: "We don't have Mr. Wen Sheng's bedding here. I advise you not to do the business of stealing sheep."

The old scholar suddenly said: "That's right, that's fine."

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The Great Wall of Sword Qi, which does not fight, is actually very peaceful, and there will be heavy traffic outside the Gaomen Mansion, and chickens and dogs barking in the back alleys.

It's just that there is no Man Mo Temple City God's Pavilion here, there is no habit of posting door gods and couplets, and there is no custom of going to graves to worship ancestors.

And that dilapidated street is being renovated and filled, and the craftsmen are busy. The biggest culprit is sitting on a bench in front of a grocery store, basking in the sun.

Ning Yao is chatting with Die Zhang, the business is deserted, very ordinary.

Chen Pingan didn't seem to be in a hurry when he saw the overlapping peaks, but he was a little anxious.

It's just that the two sides have only met a few times, so Chen Pingan can't speak easily. The women around the beloved woman should especially pay attention to propriety.

A big kid fumbled and approached, made a fist and wiped his nose, and boldly asked, "Your name is Chen Pingan, right?"

Chen Pingan asked with a smile: "Why, you want to fight with me?"

The child took a few steps back in fright, still unwilling to leave, and asked, "Whether you want to teach boxing or not, I can give you money."

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "No."

The child insisted: "If you think you don't have enough money, I can pay the debt. After learning how to punch and kill monsters, I earn money and make it up again and again. Anyway, you are very capable and your fists are so big. I dare not not pay back the money."

Chen Ping's hands were covered in sleeves, his shoulders were loose, and he asked lazily: "What do you do when you learn boxing, shouldn't you be practicing swords?"

The child said angrily: "I'm not born with a sword, I'm useless in sword practice, and no one is willing to teach me. Sister Diezhang despises me for my poor qualifications. She insists on becoming a bricklayer, and she has seen it for a few months." shop."

Chen Ping said with a smile: "Practicing martial arts and boxing is similar to practicing swordsmanship. It is very costly and requires qualifications. You should be a bricklayer."

The child squatted on the spot, maybe he had already guessed the result, looked at the young man in green shirt who was said to be from Haoran Tianxia, ​​don't be rude to me if you speak so badly, so he said: "You look so good. It's not too bad, why does Sister Ning like you."

Chen Pingan was a little happy, and asked: "I like people, but I only look at their appearance."

The child asked back, "Why not?"

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I'm not ugly either."

The child crouched there, shook his head, and sighed.

Chen Pingan was a little injured, his appearance was not as good as that of Chen Sanqiu and Pang Yuanji, but he had nothing to do with "ugliness". He raised his palm and felt for the stubble on his chin, probably because he hadn't shaved.

With this bold kid leading the way, there was a lot of noise around the crowd, including some teenagers and girls from farther away.

Looking at the foreigner who fought four times in one breath, his eyes, big and small, were full of curiosity.

Haoran Tianxia is the spring of Yangliu Yiyi, and it will be the time of autumn wind chilling on the Jianqi Great Wall.

Across the door, there are different worlds, different seasons, and even more completely different customs.

In the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it is not difficult to survive, even for the weakest child.

But if you want to live well here, it will become extremely difficult.

Therefore, those who have the ability to drink frequently, even on credit, are definitely not ordinary people.

Of course, it is very simple for the children of the big surname to live a life not inferior to the life of a prince without worrying about food and clothing.

To be honest, the good deeds of the ancestors are all sword immortals and sword repair ancestors. They sacrificed their lives for a rich life, not to mention fighting in battle. Being able to walk down from the top of the city alive is a right thing to enjoy.

It may be that Chen Ping'an is easier to talk to.

Soon, a large group of people surrounded Chen Ping'an's small bench, chattering and bustling.

Foreigners who can enter the city from the inverted mountain usually stay in the side where the rich and powerful families gather together, and they don't like to come here.

It was the first time for Chen Pingan to come to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and he had also chatted with Ning Yao about the people, affairs and customs of the city. Attitude. Some people threatened to go there to eat a bowl of the most authentic Yangchun noodles. Some people heard that there are many good-looking girls in Haoran Tianxia, ​​but they are really just girls, soft and weak, with wicker waists, swaying here and there, anyway, there is no one. A wisp of sword energy is on his body. I also want to know what kind of fairy life the scholars over there are living.

At this moment, Chen Ping'an was surrounded by many questions. Chen Ping'an answered some questions, but pretended not to hear them.

There is a child who has never been to the south of the city in this life, and said that in your hometown, are there really countless green hills, especially green, especially after it rains, you can smell flowers and plants when you take a deep breath aroma.

A slightly older boy asked Chen Pingan what happened to the mandrills and water ghosts when the mountain gods and water celestial beings married their daughters and the City God settled cases at night.

Some people hastily took out crumpled but treasured comic books, asking whether the pictures and writing in the books were true. Asked that the mandarin ducks hid under the lotus to avoid the rain, did the big house over there really have to set up a net under the eaves to keep the birds from nesting and shitting, and the courtyard where all the water returns to the house, in winter, when it rains It's snowing or something, won't it make people freeze? And the drinks over there are like stones on the side of the road. Is it really possible to drink without spending money? Is it really unreasonable to pay the bill for drinking here? And that Yingyingyanyan's brothel, Goulan, what exactly is it? What kind of wine is flower wine? What happened to the plowing and transplanting of rice seedlings over there? Why does everyone over there have to have a place to live after they die? Isn't it afraid that the living will have no place to stay? Is Haoran Tianxia really that big?

The last boy complained: "I don't know much, I ask three questions and answer one. Fortunately, I am still a person of Haoran Tianxia."

Chen Ping twisted his wrist quietly, took out the sword raising pot, took a sip of wine, waved his hand and said, "It's over, don't delay your sister Diezhang's business."

The big kid who was the first to talk to Chen Pingan squatted next to the small bench, and said, "The shop doesn't have much business, let's chat."

Chen Pingan laughed and said, "I've been chatting nonsense with you for a long time, but I haven't earned a single copper coin."

There were complaints everywhere, and the birds and beasts scattered.

The big kid ran far away, then turned around and shouted: "Sister Ning, this guy is stingy, what do you like him to do!"

Chen Ping stood up, the child rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, turned into the corner of the street, poked his head out again, and raised his voice louder, "Sister Ning, I really don't lie to you, just now Chen Pingan secretly told me that he thinks Sister Diezhang looks pretty good, don't like this kind of flamboyant carrot."

Ning Yao was in the shop, leaning against the counter, smiling at Die Zhang.

Chen Pingan sat back on the bench and raised a middle finger towards the street.

After the commotion, the sun was warm and it was quiet. Chen Pingan was still a little uncomfortable drinking wine.

Chen Ping stood up suddenly.

It turned out that an old scholar stood beside him at some point.

The old scholar stretched out his hand and patted the young man's shoulder, "You have grown up, you have worked hard."