Sword of Coming

When Ning Yao saw Chen Pingan who had returned from the city, he didn't say much, but the old woman was heartbroken again, and when she caught Nalan Ye Xing, she was yelled at by old dogs.

Nalan Yexing didn't talk back, he had to resign himself to his fate.

It is rare for a majestic sword fairy to be wronged so far.

The old man drank alone.

Chen Ping'an is familiar with the matter of applying medicine to heal his wounds, and the key to the treasure house of the alchemy house in Ningfu was given to him by Nanny Bai long ago.

On the way there, Chen Pingan told Ning Yao and Nanny Bai about Guo Zhujiu's assassination, including the cause and effect.

The old woman murmured that this group of vile things like to bully children, it really is a terrible death.

Ning Yao didn't care too much, the little girl was fine, and Ning Yao didn't want to think about the rest. Anyway, Chen Ping likes to think about things, and those who can do more work.

With Ning Yao following the future son-in-law, Bai Lianshuang didn't get involved, and found a chance to scold Nalan old dog again. Earlier, the young lady and uncle were present, so she didn't scold to the fullest.

Chen Pingan is familiar with the way, his arms are bloody, and most of the bones of his hands are exposed. He still doesn't realize it. He chose three porcelain vases and applied various plasters on himself. The three colors are different in sequence. I am in the mood to tease myself, "According to our dragon kiln firing porcelain, this is called three-color glaze, which is not a precious glaze color. The emperors of the past dynasties seldom used it for the imperial court. Most of them were used to reward meritorious officials. The first emperor of Dali Before, the old emperor was in love with a kind of underglaze blue and white with small bucket color and gold painting. That is a beautiful, complicated process and extremely difficult to make. It is a bit gaudy. We have no chance to see the complete utensil I have only seen defective fragments in Laocishan, and they are really fancy, and the craftsmanship is so complicated that there are dozens of dragon kiln mouths, which can only be made by old man Yao when he was young."

At first, Chen Pingan was afraid that Ning Yao would get annoyed by these trivial matters, but never thought that Ning Yao would listen attentively, so Chen Pingan talked about some interesting stories about his life in the dragon kiln.

"When I was an apprentice, Liu Xianyang often took me to the Old Porcelain Mountain. When he got there, he would pick and choose as if he was at his own home. The inscriptions are almost the same as those made by him himself. Under the premise that everyone is not a Qi practitioner, such a thing as firing porcelain does require talent. After becoming a Taoist, looking at the world's piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, the taste will naturally change. Looking at it, there are too many flaws and countless flaws, which cannot withstand careful scrutiny. It is a good example of "becoming a guest on the mountain, I will realize the big dream first, and the way is only ordinary."

"Song Jixin's father is much more plain and elegant. Our kiln mouth is dedicated to firing large vessels for the imperial court. In private, we apprentices have taken many characteristics of those imperial heavy vessels, and privately took loach backs and lamp grass roots. , Maoer’s whiskers, at that time, I wondered if the richest emperor in the world, the old man, knew about these arguments. I heard that the young emperor’s preference has turned to rich and gorgeous, but compared to his grandfather, he is still very restrained .”

Ning Yao laughed and said, "How can you remember so many things, I can't remember them."

Chen Pingan said: "Why do you turn around and curse people?"

Ning Yao was confused, "What did I scold you for?"

Chen Pingan said: "Aren't you complaining that I am not specialized in cultivation and that I am too slow to break through?"

Ning Yao bent his fingers and flicked Chen Pingan's arm lightly, "It's self-inflicted."

Chen Ping put his arms around his sleeves, and quickly turned around to avoid it, "Ordinary women, seeing such a tragic situation, have long been crying till the pear blossoms are raining, but you are fine, and it will make the situation worse."

Ning Yao stopped, "Oh? Did I wrong you?"

With a calm expression, Chen Ping put his feet together, jumped forward, shook his head, and said to himself: "Ningyao, who I like, can't be an ordinary woman."

Ning Yao kicked Chen Pingan forward.

Chen Pingan was kicked on the buttocks, and he fell forward and floated forward. He nodded his head to the ground, turned his body upside down, stood still, and turned his head with a smile.

Ning Yao walked forward slowly, not bothering to talk to him.

Chen Ping stood there, waiting for Ning Yao to be side by side with him, before continuing to walk, and asked softly: "The group of geniuses before you, the handful of innate sword embryos who are roughly between fifty and a hundred years old, are very Strong? I only met one of them at the Diezhang wine shop, Wang Zongping, Yuanying Bottleneck Sword Cultivator, and I have never seen the rest."

Ning Yao didn't answer the question in a hurry, but instead asked: "Our generation of swordsmen has produced a large number of geniuses. This is a year that has never been seen in a thousand years. You have heard of this a long time ago. There are about 30 people. After two battles, you Do you know how many are left?"

Chen Pingan said: "Including Guo Zhujiu and the six people who went up to the top of the city but never went down to the south, thirty-two people, now a total of twenty-four people are alive, eight people died in the battle, half of them died in the chaos, Among them, Zhang Rong, who had excellent aptitude, was attacked and assassinated by a big monster in the Jade Raw Realm, and the sword masters around Zhang Rong couldn't save him, so they died together in battle."

Ning Yao looked at Chen Pingan, she didn't seem to want to talk anymore. Anyway, you know everything, so why ask. She couldn't remember many things, and he didn't know them clearly.

Just looking at the poor Chen Pingan, Ning Yao continued: "I have to practice, I will talk about it later."

Chen Pingan said: "Then I'll go drink with Grandpa Nalan."

Ning Yao quickened his pace, "It's up to you."

Chen Pingan, who didn't want to drink at first, really wanted to drink now.

Ning Yao didn't turn around and said, "Drink less."

Chen Ping agreed, but in fact, he didn't want to drink that much just now, but he suddenly wanted to drink more.

When they arrived at Nalan Yexing's house, the old man sighed, not because he couldn't get rid of his worries after drinking, but because his wife and aunt had just left and scolded him bloody.

Nalan Yexing smiled and asked, "Drink?"

Chen Ping nodded with a smile, and the old man poured a bowl of wine, but he didn't dare to fill it up. After all, the future son-in-law was still injured, and he was afraid that the wife and aunt would have another reason to scold him.

Chen Ping's arms were bandaged like zongzi. In fact, it was inconvenient for him to move around. It's just that he was a five-level monk who had learned the art. With a slight movement of his mind, he controlled the wine in the bowl, pulled the white bowl to his body, and imitated Chen Sanqiu. , lowered his head and bit the white bowl, lifted it lightly, tilted the wine bowl slightly, and took a sip of wine.

Nalan Yexing smiled, this is doing as the Romans do, very good.

Chen Pingan complained, "Grandpa Nalan, why isn't it the Zhuhaidongtian wine from his own wine shop?"

Nalan Yexing smiled and said: "It's all Ningfu's treasury left over from this year. Your mother Bai will give you a fixed number of drinks at the beginning of every year. It will be the end of the year soon. There are not a few jars left at home. I will go to help you next year." Needless to say, about your business, our mother Bai will buy a lot and keep it as a treasure."

Chen Pingan said: "Grandpa Nalan is a little curious, why is my sword energy stopped at eighteen, and the progress is so slow?"

Nalan Yexing nodded and said, "It stands to reason that it shouldn't be so slow. It's just that Mr. Chen doesn't say anything, so I can't ask more questions."

Chen Pingan explained: "One of the Pass Qi Mansions where the Sword Qi passes is just like the wine on the table, which was once hidden."

Nalan Yexing asked curiously, "But a relic of a certain sword fairy, someone else's natal flying sword that was temporarily put aside by Brother Young Master?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "It's a ray of sword energy."

Nalan Yexing asked in surprise, "A wisp of sword energy?"

Chen Pingan smiled brightly, and said: "It's a ray of sword energy from 'very small, very small'. No matter how much it is, it is not appropriate to say more."

Left and right have said that with Nalan Yexing by his side, he speaks freely.

Even if the Sword Immortal in the city spies on the Ning Mansion with his supernatural powers in charge of mountains and rivers, he will deliberately avoid Nalan Yexing, the fairyland of the past.

Nalan Yexing was shocked, but he didn't ask any more questions. He raised his wine bowl, "Stop talking, drink."

Chen Ping'an didn't have so much etiquette on Nalan Yexing's side, and he didn't have a burden in his heart when he drank indecently.

Nalan Yexing certainly doesn't matter. My uncle is pleasing to the eye no matter how you look at it. Skilled in boxing, not slow to learn swordsmanship, well-thought-out, and handsome, the key is that he has read books, which is a rare thing in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. He and his young lady are a match made in heaven, no wonder that wife and aunt Bai Lianshuang is always protecting her shortcomings.

When the old and the young are drinking wine.

Ning Yao was also sitting with Nanny Bai, talking quietly.

Seeing the young lady, the old woman smiled and asked, "It's a good thing for my uncle to practice swordsmanship with his senior brother. Don't be too distressed. Not everyone can let the left and right devote themselves to teaching swordsmanship. Over the years, I have changed my ways to want The smart guy who was close to the great sword fairy, heard too much, left and right were arrogant, and never paid attention to it. In my opinion, the left and right really didn't recognize our uncle's identity as a Wensheng disciple, but actually recognized it. This little junior brother is willing to do so."

Ning Yao shook his head and lay down on the table, "It's not this."

The old woman smiled and said nothing.

Ning Yao sat up, "He can say a lot of nice things."

The old woman asked, "Miss, don't you like it?"

Ning Yao shook his head and said, "I don't like it."

The old woman asked again: "Miss is worried that he will like someone else."

Ning Yao still shook his head, "Don't worry."

The old woman finally couldn't help laughing, "Do you feel that he has become too much, and at the same time feel that I am standing still, afraid that one day, he will walk in front of me, not because I am afraid that his realm will rise or something, but Worried that the two of you will have nothing to talk about?"

Ning Yao got what was on his mind, and lay down again, dazed in a daze, then said in a low voice, "I never liked to talk since I was a child, that guy is just a chatterbox, and I don't know how to answer a lot of chatter. There won't be a day when he thinks I'm boring, of course he still likes me, but he won't like to talk."

The old woman couldn't help laughing, but she didn't laugh out loud, and asked, "Why didn't Miss just say this?"

Ning Yao said angrily: "I don't want to say it. He is so smart, he likes to think about it every day, thinking about everything, will he not think of it?"

The old woman joked: "It's a good thing I didn't say anything, otherwise our uncle would be wronged to death. A woman has a needle in her heart, but my uncle is not a god who knows the foresight and has no plans."

Ning Yao nodded, and his mood improved slightly, but not much better.

The old woman is not in a hurry.

Because of these little sorrows.

Probably only people who really like someone will have it.

In the night.

On the top of the city, after midnight, Wei Jin stood beside him, drinking a pot of Qingshen Mountain wine that he bought with great difficulty. The shop only sells one pot every day. If he buys it, it means that other sword cultivators will lose their share today. .

Wei Jin asked with a smile: "Before Chen Ping practiced the sword, did you say that I tricked him?"

Shaking his head left and right, he said: "It's just looking for a beating for nothing, my little brother, I can't do it."

Wei Jin said helplessly, "Is he so clever?"

Left and right smiled and said, "Mr. once said that you once had a sword, and my sword in Jiaolonggou had a great influence on Chen Pingan."

Wei Jin froze for a moment, nodded and said: "In the early years, I was with a female ghost in a wedding dress. According to the agreement with Senior A Liang, the sword was earlier than the man, and I met Chen Pingan when he was a boy."

Left and right were silent for a moment, "Do you feel that if you are trapped by love, if you are dragging your feet, it will be difficult for sword intent to be pure, and it will be difficult for people to climb to the top of the mountain?"

Wei Jin nodded and said: "I do have this worry, and it is true in fact."

Zuo Zuo smiled and said: "Then you are wrong, very wrong."

Wei Jin put away his drinks and sat upright, "I would like to listen to Senior Zuo's teachings."

Left and right said: "Sword master and sword practice, what is the most important?"

Wei Jin shook his head and said, "There are many answers in my mind that are definitely not what the seniors thought."

Raise one hand from left to right, and make a sword-holding posture, "It is a human who holds a sword, so no matter how high the sword is, no matter how great the sword is, it is a trivial matter for me as a sword cultivator. Let you hold the five legendary swords in your hand, no matter you How is the current state, are you a sword fairy, you are the one holding the sword."

Left and right put away their hands, turned their heads and said: "If you just like a woman, you can't draw a sword. What kind of sword fairy? You Wei Jin, you only have a good quality of swordsmanship, so you have a jade. For a long time, only by talent Qualifications support you from going to great heights, I dare say that if you don't break your heart for a long time, your final achievements will be mediocre, so don't talk to me in the future."

Wei Jin took a big sip of wine and murmured: "But the younger generation still feels that the only thing in the world that loves children is the love that lasts longer than sword energy. I can't bear to let go, and I don't even want to throw it away. Thinking about people, drinking wine, confused, It is better for me to fight against the wall in the mountains than to like someone less, drink less, and climb high with a sword."

Shaking his head left and right, he said, "This is hopeless."

Wei Jin asked tentatively: "Then after the junior, will it be impossible to chat with the senior?"

Left and right smiled and said, "Sword Immortal Wei Jin, get out as soon as possible. Drunkard Wei Jin, you can come often."

Wei Jin laughed heartily and drank freely. He was about to ask a question. It is a well-known fact that there are four immortal swords in four worlds. Why do they say five?

The second child of Dao in Qingming Tianxia possesses a fairy sword. The Great Celestial Master of Longhushan in Zhongtu Shenzhou owns one, and the person who is known as the most proud scholar in the world owns one. In addition, it is said that Zhenjian Tower, one of the nine towers in Haoran Tianxia, ​​suppressed the last one. The four worlds are so vast, there are still not many immortal soldiers, but there are also many, but there are only four swords that are worthy of the term "immortal sword". For ten thousand years, there have been only four such swords, and there will never be any more.

It's just that before Wei Jin finished drinking and asked this question again, he left the city.

Because the boss sword fairy is here.

Wei Jin left the city, bowed and said goodbye.

Chen Qingdu stood by the wall, "Is it surprising that I have such a junior brother?"

Nodding left and right, but not speaking.

Zhao Gaoshu, a young man who has learned Sword Qi Eighteen Stops.

At that time, the world was separated by sword energy from the left and right, and Chen Pingan spoke words like this.

In fact, at that time, Chen Pingan spoke from his heart at the same time, but it was another name, Zhao Shuxia.

At such a young age, people who are cautious and cautious will be surprised.

The old man didn't care about the disrespectful suspicion of the sword fairy nodding left and right without saying a word. If he couldn't even tolerate the arrogance of the left and right, the city in the north, plus the many sword fairies at the top of the city, would still be under Chen Qingdu's sword. How many living people can be left?

And it's not surprising that Chen Qing knew about it.

On the city under the feet of both sides, Chen Qing is invincible in the world, probably only inferior to the most holy master in the Confucian Temple, Taoist ancestor in Baiyujing, and Buddha in lotus platform.

This is also the most helpless place left and right.

But at the same time, this is also the place where the left and right admire the old man the most.

The wild world has been attacking the city for thousands of years, why is the Great Wall of Sword Qi still standing?

All the big monsters in the wild world knew well that as long as Chen Qingdu survived for a day, even if the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi was gone, he would still not be able to go to Daoxuan Mountain or Haoran Tianxia.

Only Chen Qingdu can hold down the 10,000-year-old Jieao Jianxiu on the north side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Only this old man can say to Yin Guan, "You are young, so I will tolerate it."

Chen Qingdu said: "When the big and small troubles in the city are over, you let Chen Pingan come to live in the thatched hut. You must concentrate on practicing swords. When I become a veritable swordsman, I will leave the city and go to the city. Help him come to the door to propose marriage, otherwise I will have no face to say this. A big sword fairy broke the rules, a shop of drinks, a small private school, I can't afford it."

Left and right said: "It depends on what he wants. If you don't go to Yao's house, I will go."

Chen Qing smiled and said: "This is very unkind. No matter if your husband is here or your junior brother is here, they would not speak like this."

Left and right frowned and said, "Are you staring at the alley kid over there too? Chen Qing doesn't care about so many things, so he cares about this?"

"otherwise?"

Chen Qingdu asked back: "My swordsmanship is higher than yours, my swordsmanship is higher than yours, my swordsmanship is higher than yours, and my knowledge is higher than yours. You will pay attention to me, so can't I take a few more glances?"

Left and right faces expressionless: "I endured you twice."

Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "The strongest sword energy is still not as good as human beings, so just bear it obediently."

Left and right sneered, "Three times."

Chen Qingdu asked: "Do you know why I am willing to take a look at the literacy teachers in the back alley?"

The left and right looked indifferent, "This involves the biggest problem of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Sword cultivators have cultivated swords for thousands of years and killed enemies for thousands of years. There are already more and more people. They don't know why. Why they live and why they die."

Chen Qingdu nodded and looked at the lights of the city to the north. The mansions of wealthy families were brightly lit, as bright as day, and the back streets of the market were dark, and the two bordering places were dotted with stars.

"It's okay to talk about life and death. After all, it's so selfish that it's hard for people to really feel how it is."

Chen Qingdu looked lonely, "I always hope that someone over there will do it by himself, think for himself, and feel for himself. Knowing the cause and effect, all the historical origins, and knowing what price he and his ancestors paid, can still make us feel better. A living sword cultivator, even if he has resentment, grievance, and anger, still draws his sword, and both the person and the sword go south, and death is death."

The old man stretched out one palm and slowly raised it up, "Lights in the world, first there is one, one life is two, two is three, and three is a big galaxy."

Shaking his head left and right, he said, "It's too late, I lost."

Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "You are not as good as your little junior brother. You know that although it is useless and it is difficult to change the established ending, you still do it patiently."

Left and right are silent.

Chen Qing asked with a smile: "Four times?"

Left and right said: "No."

Chen Qingdu nodded and said: "Then I won't hit you, I'll save you some face, so that I won't feel uncomfortable teaching swordsmanship to my younger brother in the future."

Left and right said: "Now there are four times."

After Chen Qing put his hands down, he left, and only said, "Compared to chatting with you, I still prefer to listen to Chen Ping'an."

I thought about it.

It seems that the younger brother has a better relationship with the elders.

In the night, Chen Pingan took a walk to Zhanlongtai. Ning Yao was still practicing, so Chen Pingan walked to the martial arts arena. A bigger circle.

At some point, Ning Yao had come to him, and Chen Pingan was not surprised.

Nalan Yexing's stealth and concealment, Ning Yao has long learned.

For so many years, what Ning Yao has refined is not the high-ranking innate natal flying sword, but something else.

But even if Ning Yao just sacrificed her natal flying sword, it was enough for her to stably kill Pang Yuanji, Qi Shou and others.

This was Chen Pingan chatting with Ning Yao before. She said it casually. When she said it, she said it lightly and naturally, but she stared at Chen Pingan.

At that time, Chen Pingan just wanted to put his hand on the back of her hand, so he quietly withdrew his hand, then raised his hand with a smile, and fanned the breeze.

The two walked up to the gazebo.

Chen Ping sat cross-legged beside Ning Yao.

Ning Yao continued the topic of the day, "Wang Zongping's generation probably gathered ten people at the earliest. Compared with us, both in terms of number and cultivation qualifications, they are much inferior. Among them, Mi Quan's Dao would have the highest achievement. It's a pity that Mi Quan died in the first battle out of the city, and now there are only three people left, except Wang Zongping, who was too seriously injured and was hit by the battle between the enemy and us two immortal monks. Wang Wei and Su Yong, Su Yong's innate aptitude is actually better than Wang Zongping, who was at the bottom of the year, but his sword heart is not strong enough, and he participated in the big battles, but he deliberately made small troubles, did not dare to risk his life, and always thought it was quiet Practice, and live to be a hundred years old, and then you will be able to climb steadily into the upper five realms step by step, and then fight with all your strength. As a result, in the most dangerous battle of breaking the bottleneck of the Yuanying in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Su Yong not only failed to climb into Yupu, but was defeated by heaven and earth. Repelled by the sword intent, he fell directly into the realm, reduced to a Jindan Sword Cultivator with a rotten alchemy room and leaking wind on all sides, who has been silent for many years, hangs out in the streets all year round, becomes a gambler and alcoholic, reneges on countless debts, and lives like a rat crossing the street Why not, Qi Shou and his like, when they were young, they liked to invite Su Yong to drink the most. As long as Su Yong can drink, it doesn't matter if he is regarded as a joke, and he lives like a ghost. When making jokes about Su Yong was meaningless, Su Yong would do some running errands between cities and mirages, buy wine if he earned a small amount of money, and gamble if he made a lot of money.”

These things were made by her in an impromptu way and asked Mother Bai.

Chen Pingan asked straightforwardly: "Will this Su Yong harbor resentment towards the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi?"

Ning Yao thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Probably not. A few years before Ah Liang left the Great Wall of Sword Qi, whether he was drinking or sitting in the village, Su Yong was always by his side."

Chen Pingan nodded, "Only Wang Wei is already a Sword Immortal. When he was a Golden Core Sword Cultivator in his early years, he became a last-class worshiper of the Qi family. Twenty years ago, he successfully entered the upper five realms. Opening a mansion and marrying a woman with a big surname as a Taoist partner is considered a complete life. I listened to people chatting at the wine shop, and it seems that Wang Wei, who came from behind, can become a sword fairy, which is quite unexpected."

Ning Yao said: "Wang Wei is really not very eye-catching. He is about ninety years old and ranks among the upper five realms. Of course, it is rare in Haoran Tianxia. Compared with the leader of more than ten people in the early years, it is easy to be compared. Compared with the earlier generation, Wang Wei is too ordinary. If compared with our generation, let alone Pang Yuanji, Qi Shou and Gao Ye Hou, I don't really look down on Wang Wei who likes to bow his head even after becoming a sword fairy, even Fatty Sanqiuyan and the others don't look up to him either."

Ning Yao said softly: "It's just that in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, no matter what level of sword cultivator is, being able to live is the greatest ability. If you die, it doesn't matter whether it's a genius or a sword fairy. Even if it's us young swordsmen Xiu, drinking today, making fun of Zhao Yong's downfall and Wang Wei not being a swordsman, maybe after the next battle, Wang Wei drinks with his friends and talks about some young people, he is talking about old people."

Arriving at the Zhanlong Terrace gazebo, Ning Yao suddenly asked, "Give me a jug of wine."

Chen Ping pulled out his sleeves, and handed over a pot of Zhuhai Dongtian wine from his own wine shop. Ning Yao drank the wine, "Grandpa Xiao Dong, that is the real genius. The Dongfu is on the top of the city, and the sea view is on the bottom of the city." , the Longmen Realm has killed dozens of monsters in the same realm, and three Golden Core monsters, and got the nickname of a sword lunatic. Later, he left the Great Wall of Sword Qi and went to the wild world to sharpen his sword intent. When he came back, he was already a sword of the fifth realm. Xiu, after that, he fought countless battles and killed countless monsters. At that time, Grandpa Xiao Dong was hailed as the most promising young man to become the Ascension Realm Sword Immortal."

Dong Guanpu colluded with the big monster, and after the incident was revealed, the crowd was furious, and before Mr. Yinguan could make a move, he was beheaded by the boss sword fairy Chen Qingdu himself.

At that time, Chen Ping'an was on the top of the city and saw that scene with his own eyes.

Ning Yao drank, "Not long after Grandpa Xiao Dong died, there was a saying that Grandpa Xiao Dong personally arranged for me to be assassinated in Mirage."

Ning Yao smiled, "I don't believe it, but I can't stop someone from chewing their tongue."

Chen Pingan asked: "If you don't talk about the truth, will you feel sad after hearing these words?"

Ning Yao shook his head and said, "There's nothing to be sad about."

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "That's good, otherwise I won't go out except to go to the city to practice swords in the near future."

Ning Yao asked suspiciously, "Besides the assassination of that girl in Luduan, is there anything else going to happen?"

Chen Ping smiled and said: "For sure. Some people plan to test my fineness, and at the same time isolate the Ning Mansion as much as possible. After all, I still want to distract you as much as possible and delay your breakthrough. I didn't have the opportunity before. , After the mirage incident, the Dong Guanpu incident, and the boss Sword Immortal who personally drew his sword, no one dared to make a move against the Ning Mansion. Now that I am here, there is an entry point."

Ning Yao asked: "Why do you feel like you don't bother about this at all? I actually do, but I know it's useless to be bothered, so I don't care about it, and I don't think too much about it."

Chen Ping reached out to beg for the jug, but Ning Yao subconsciously wanted to hand it over, but he immediately glared at Chen Ping.

Chen Pingan failed, so he continued to wrap his arms around his sleeves, "The quality of Chen Pingan, a foreigner, is nothing more than two things: cultivation and human heart. How about pure martial arts fists, Ren Yi, Pu Yu, Qi Shou, Pang Yuanji, have already proved it for me. But as for people’s hearts, one is at a high place and the other is at a low place. If the other party is good at planning, they will try it out. For example, once Guo Zhujiu is assassinated, the Ning Mansion and the Guo family, where Guo Jiajianxian sits, will be completely alienated. It doesn't matter how well the immortal understands righteousness. Everyone in the Guo family has already had a thorn in their hearts. Of course, the little girl is fine now, so I will talk about it. How to test the low places of people's hearts is very simple. The business of the liquor store is going to die soon, and I will not go there to be a storyteller. If I go, no one will listen to my stories about mountains and rivers. Killing Guo Zhujiu will cost a lot Who cares about the price, killing a street boy? But if I don’t care, how will so many sword cultivators in the Great Wall of Sword Qi think of me, Chen Pingan? If I care, how should I care?”

Ning Yao frowned upon hearing this.

Listen, what Bai Momo said is wrong, this guy obviously has no plans and has thought of everything.

Chen Ping smiled and said, "I've already thought of what to worry about, so their chances will be small. It's just that there are some things, even if you think about them, you can only wait for the other party to make a move."

Ning Yao asked, "For example?"

"For example, I want to publicize that I am the disciple of Wen Sheng, the junior brother of the left and right. These are okay, just scratching an itch. The sword repair of the Great Wall of Sword Qi is more about serious cultivation."

Chen Pingan said: "For another example, a young sword cultivator with no roots talks drunk in front of me and brings up the old affairs of the Ning Mansion. It will cause public indignation, and it is impossible to say that the drinking guests will help to make a move, so how the other party worded, you have to make a good draft and prepare the fire well. It can make me angry and attack, and it is not considered to be a solicitor. It is purely a feeling and speaks out .In the end, I punched him down. If I didn’t kill him, I would lose money afterward. Youth and vigor don’t last long, and the city is too deep to be a swordsman.”

Ning Yao thought for a while, "Then we will stop going to the Diezhang wine shop in the future? You just go back and forth between the city and the Ning Mansion, and no one will deliberately stop you. That would be too obvious. Not many fools."

Chen Ping shook his head and said, "I have to go."

Ning Yao couldn't figure it out.

"Mr. Accountant likes abacus, but he also has his own life to live. He doesn't sit behind the counter all day long and calculate profit and loss. Who am I? I've been used to living with nothing. How many years have I been afraid of this?"

Chen Ping stood up, looked at the martial arts arena, and said slowly: "I want to hear the bastard words you have heard for so many years. You didn't want to talk to them before, so that's fine, now I'm with you If there is someone around you who dares to have ulterior motives and come to the door by himself, if I don’t just punch him down, why should I buy him a drink?”

Speaking of this, Chen Ping said with a smile: "It must be a casual punch, because the opponent's level cannot be high, and it must be worse than Ren Yi. If it is high, no one will sympathize."

Ning Yao asked, "When are you going to the shop?"

This is Ning Yao's temperament.

Chen Ping was not surprised at all.

Back then in the small town, even apart from liking aside, Ning Yao's behavior style had a great influence on Chen Ping'an.

The phrase "The Dao should not be so small" is one thing. This made Chen Pingan, who walked out of the Lizhu Cave, to look at the mountain practice, and never really looked up at the mountain gods.

However, Ning Yao acted neatly, especially the attitude of "what to do now that the matter has come to this point" is the most important thing, Chen Pingan remembers it deeply.

Only with this clear and transparent mind can we truly not be afraid of thousands of unexpected troubles, and when everything comes up, we just need to solve it.

Chen Ping turned his head and said with a smile: "When I recover from my injury, let the other party plan and plan. To be honest, many times, I am anxious for the enemy. I wish I could teach them how to make moves in person, so as to maximize the benefits and maximize the benefits. Disgusting people."

Ning Yao remained silent.

Sitting beside her, Chen Pingan said softly: "Don't feel strange to me, I have always been like this, but as I told you before, there is only one thing that I never think about. These are not nice words, but the truth .”

Ning Yao said softly: "If you don't like me, if you don't come here, there won't be so many things, you can live better, you can even wait until you become a sword fairy in the future, come to me again, I will wait for you just the same. "

Bai Momo was right, if you want to be Ningyao yourself, you must also trust Chen Pingan, and if you have accumulated your thoughts, you can tell him, if you say something, it doesn't matter whether it is reasonable or not, anyway, he is the most reasonable person, then You will not worry that the two parties will not have to chat.

Chen Pingan didn't say anything to Ning Yao, but took out the small dragon-slaying platform that Ning Yao presented to him when he was parting in the inverted mountain. Two characters, two fingers together and bent, tap the name lightly, eyes wide open, and cursed while beating: "Who are you, you are so courageous, and you are so capable, I am almost heartbroken to death, if you do this again!" If you are ignorant, I will pretend to ignore you from now on..."

Ning Yao turned sideways and leaned on the railing, smiling and narrowing his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

The bright moonlight draws eyebrows for her.

The second innkeeper of the wine shop, who hadn't shown up for a long time that day, rarely showed up to drink, and didn't compete with the guests for the wine table. He was accompanied by some familiar Jianxiu squatting to drink, with a wine bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other, on the ground in front of him, There was a small plate of pickles from Yan's shop, everyone did this, there was nothing shameful about it. According to the second shopkeeper, the big man, the Sword Immortal, stands upright, and the dishes are placed on the ground. This is called the Jianxiu's approachability, and the Sword Immortal's informality. Go to another big restaurant with expensive drinks and try drinking. Is there a chance? Would you try putting the dishes on the floor? Even if the store clerk doesn't stop him, and the drinkers next to him don't say anything, it will definitely cause a roll of eyes, right? In our place, can such a bad thing happen? That is absolutely nothing.

The sword cultivators who come here to buy wine and drink, especially those alcoholics who are relatively cash-strapped, think it is very reasonable.

Today, there is no sword fairy coming to drink, so Chen Ping sips and chats with the familiar swordsmen with a smile.

Suddenly, a young man with an unfamiliar face got up drunk, held a wine bowl, swayed, came to Chen Ping'an, hiccupped, and said with hazy eyes: "You are the son-in-law of the Ning Mansion, Chen Pingan?"

Chen Ping smiled and nodded.

Just as the man was about to speak, Chen Pingan raised his hand, bumped the two chopsticks lightly, ran into the shop with a straight face, and took out a piece of paper.

Regardless of this, the man continued: "Are you worthy of Ning Yao? I don't think so, so what if you won against Pang Yuanji and the others, you are still not worthy of Ning Yao. But you are lucky, you are worthy of Ning Mansion, and you know why ?"

Chen Ping picked up pickles with his chopsticks, then raised the jug, and pointed behind him.

Die Zhang shook the paper, and there was a sentence written on it, "Those who talk to me about the old affairs of the Ning Mansion today will be fined to drink, and there is no need to spend money on the drinking water before seeing the words."

At present, all the dozens of drinkers in the wine shop began to hold their breath, some stopped drinking and eating vegetables, and some moved a little slower, still serving vegetables with wine.

The man ignored him and drank a big gulp of wine, a lot of wine was spilled from the white bowl, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said angrily: "The Great Wall of Sword Qi is almost gone, Lord Yin Guan leads the battle in person, and the other big monster avoids the battle directly, life and death after that , we all win, winning streak all the way, only one game, only one game, those beast monsters who can fight the most in the wild world, are going to stare blankly, the great sword immortals of the two gods and couples of Ningfu are good, really The bastards on the other side, if they lack anything, the two Great Sword Immortals of the Ning Mansion will team up to give something... The monsters in the wild world are shameless, and they will attack the city if they lose, but our Sword Qi Great Wall, shameless! If it weren't for us You won the last game, this Great Wall of Sword Qi, you Chen Pingan are still playing a fart, playing a fart! Good guy, disciple of Wensheng, right, the little juniors on the left and right, right? Do you know Daoxuanshan Jingjian Pavilion, Why didn’t you hang the portraits of the two Sword Immortals in the past few years? You are the uncle of the Ning family, the first-class son of heaven, why don’t you tell me about it?”

Chen Pingan took a sip of the wine and gently placed the chopsticks on the dish.

Diezhang threw away the piece of paper, took out another one from his sleeve, and shook it away suddenly, "Those who talk about Ning Yao's parents, give me a punch, begging for mercy is useless."

The man glanced sideways, laughed loudly and said, "As expected of a scholar of the literary sage lineage, he is so knowledgeable that he even guessed this? Why, you want to punch me to death?"

The man raised his arm and slammed the wine bowl into pieces, "Eating the wine from your Ning Mansion makes me sick!"

Chen Pingan held a white bowl that was still half full of wine, and slowly got up.

The young man stretched his neck, pointed to his head, "Come on, give me a punch, hit here if you can."

He sneered and said: "I don't know that the two times I came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi happened to be in the gap between the big battles. Is it because the disciples of Wensheng guessed it early? Anyway, it's all about my ability. I won four fights, and then I was killed. Haijing Sword Cultivator, why isn’t he capable? Go to the top of the city to put on a show and practice boxing. It’s not that Chen Ping’an doesn’t want to kill the monsters, but the monsters dare not come to attack the city after seeing Chen Ping’an? I see your skills It’s almost bigger than all the sword immortals combined, don’t you think so, Chen Pingan?!”

Chen Ping glanced at the shards of the white bowl on the ground.

The young swordsman stared wide-eyed, "Drink money? I have it. I have been to the city for the first time and the south once. The money I earn is not much, but it is enough to buy you a few bowls of shabby wine!"

He was about to dig out the fairy money from his sleeve, when suddenly he heard the guy in the blue shirt say, "You don't need to pay for this bowl of wine."

The sea-observing-level sword cultivator laughed out loud, sure that the man would not dare to punch, so he wanted to say a few more words.

Just for a moment.

The young swordsman was punched in the head.

The beating caused him to turn his body upside down, with his head facing the ground and his legs facing the sky. He was killed on the spot and limp on the ground.

Chen Pingan held the bowl in his left hand, pointed to the corpse with his right hand, and said with a smile, "You owe money for a bowl of drinks on behalf of the Yaozu. In the next war in the south, the wild world will have to pay me back to Chen Pingan!"

Chen Pingan raised the wine bowl in his hand high, looked around, and said with a big smile, "A few drinks in a small cup and a big bowl, you can drink up all the dirty things in the world! Future swordsmen, before going south to the city, who would like to share with me, Chen Pingan?" drink?!"

Among the drinkers present, and those squatting sword cultivators, some stood up first, and then everyone stood up.

They all got up with glasses full of wine.

Chen Ping raised his eyes to the distance, and said loudly: "I am the Great Wall of Sword Qi! There is a sword fairy who only hates those who have not killed enough enemies, and they can also drink!"

Today, on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, there are especially many sword cultivators and sword immortals drinking alcohol.