Sword of Coming

Ning Yao asked Chen Ping'an to return to the city head first and reminded him to be careful on the way.

Dong Huafu felt that this sentence was a bit redundant.

Speaking directly has always been Dong Hua Fu's style.

Chen Sanqiu said with a smile: "If there are not a few unnecessary words between men and women, it will be in trouble."

Dong Huafu nodded in approval, and then asked: "Do you have the opportunity to say unnecessary words?"

Chen Sanqiu imitated the second shopkeeper and smiled back.

Dong Huafu was afraid that the second shopkeeper would hold a grudge and settle accounts, but he was not afraid of Chen Sanqiu, who dreamed of being his brother-in-law, so he added some words to make matters worse, "The reason why my sister became a sword cultivator of the Yinguan lineage is not to avoid you on purpose. Right? If that's the case, then let's get over it. I'll help you later, I still have some sense of loyalty as a friend."

Chen Sanqiu shook his head and said: "No. Your sister is a cheerful person. If you like her, you like her. If you don't like her, you don't like her. She won't be too deliberate."

It's always good to like someone.

What's more, from the moment Chen Sanqiu wore crotchless pants, she felt that the neighbor's sister, Xiao Dong, didn't become good because she fell in his eyes. She was really good.

Just like when Chen Sanqiu saw the words "childhood sweethearts" in a book for the first time, he felt that it was the most touching saying in the world. The saying that the lake is as flat as a mirror and the autumn mountains are as red as fire, had to be put aside.

To say that Dong must not be very beautiful is not really the case.

But over the years, the more Chen Sanqiu drinks, the more he likes it.

Before Chen Pingan came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, in the past few times when he went to the city to fight, Chen Sanqiu would go to Dong Bu's side to watch the battle from a distance whenever he sheathed his sword in advance on his own battlefield. Once the situation was serious, Chen Sanqiu took action. For help, Dong Bu thanked him afterwards, but ended up with a straightforward and heart-breaking words. It was Dong Bu who told Chen Sanqiu clearly for the second time that we were all swordsmen, acquaintances and friends. It was okay to help on the battlefield, but it was just a suggestion. Chen Sanqiu must not have the thought of that Taoist monk on the mountain. She must not have goosebumps all over her body just thinking about it. That time, Chen Sanqiu returned to the city and on the way home after drinking, he pushed the wall and hit the tree again.

Chen Ping'an was seriously injured, not only his skin, flesh, muscles, and bones, but the most troublesome thing was the sword energy left by those sword cultivators' flying swords, as well as the wounds caused by the many demon monks attacking the natal creature.

However, his energy level increased instead of decreasing. It had been a long time since Ning Yao had seen Chen Pingan with such bright eyes.

At present, the whole small world of the human body is in chaos. It is not all bad, there are disadvantages and advantages. Li Er once said that his junior brother Zheng Dafeng had some insights when he saw the plaque of the Crab House in his early years. After he came back, he mentioned it to him, roughly. Meaning, the human body is an ancient battlefield site, so the four words "Don't look to the outside world" are not all words to cultivate one's mind in vain.

Therefore, Chen Pingan himself is now a martial arts arena. Chen Pingan is quite good at peeling off the cocoons and using pure true energy to suppress the spiritual energy of the monks.

I picked up a damaged long sword of unknown origin. The long sword itself is not too mysterious, but it is very heavy. I guess the sword is made of good material and is worth some immortal money.

It is estimated that in the rivers and lakes of the small vassal countries in Aquarius Continent, this is a genuine magical weapon, and even the landscape gods in those places are somewhat afraid.

Chen Ping took the lead to go north with his sword, and picked the weak spots of the monster army's battle formation, and just punched a little along the way.

Instead of going directly to the top of the city, Yu Jian went to the highest "one horizontal line" with the word "Meng" on the city wall. He sat cross-legged, took out the sword-raising gourd, drank a few sips of sweet-scented osmanthus brew, and took a closer look at the battlefield. trend. While calming down and recuperating the breath, he skillfully bandaged the wound.

Every big character and every horizontal stroke carved on the wall is almost an excellent place for practice.

But when it comes to the battle stage of ants attacking the city, these natural sword training dojos are often places where death is inevitable.

Therefore, the old sword cultivator who has been able to practice here for hundreds of years must have great killing power and is extremely good at saving his life.

Not far from Chen Pingan, there was an old sword cultivator sitting with his eyes closed and concentrating. The other person did not get up to greet the visitor, so Chen Pingan did not make a sound to disturb the other person's sword cultivation.

Judging from the appearance of the old man, he should be the Yuanying Sword Cultivator on page C of the sixth page. He is already very old, but the bottleneck is difficult to break. He has been stagnating in the Yuanying realm. He has an unruly temperament. He is a loner with no relatives and no friends. He is the master of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Sword cultivators almost always have close friends, either still alive or dead in battle. There are always a few of them, but Yin Chen never has one. As long as he joins the battlefield, he has great murderous intentions, and once the sword is drawn, he will like it regardless of preference. We are both enemies, so we kill a lot of demons, and the accumulated military exploits have never been great. They are not as good as those of many young Jindan sword cultivators, because many of their military exploits have been wiped out. The reputation of the old sword cultivator is even worse. After all, no one wants to get close to him. A monster that can even kill one's own sword cultivator.

Each local sword cultivator in the A and C books has a different annotation from the sword cultivator of the Yinguan line on each page. If the sword cultivator from the Summer Palace has too many opinions, a few extra sheets of paper will be included.

Regarding Yin Shen, who ranks extremely high in the C-book roster, there are very few opinions. Only Chou Miao and Lin Junbi wrote a few words, which are completely different from the general view of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

When it comes to accidental injuries on the battlefield, almost every swordsman has them. Those kinds of injuries to innocent people cannot be said to bear infamy. However, Yin Shen is different. Many times, the old man's sharp sword attack is just a matter of accurate calculation of how many people will die. Sword repair.

According to the division of responsibilities of Yinguan lineage, the old sword cultivator Yin Chen only needs to guard the place and does not need to go out of the city to fight.

After Chen Ping bandaged the large and small wounds, he sacrificed a cleansing talisman to quickly remove the blood. After all, it is a guest, even if the host does not have a smiling face, it is not a reason for the guest not to show some courtesy.

The old man opened his eyes, and said hoarsely: "You are really funny, I have seen some pure fighters of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. When others punched, they were restrained by flying swords and magic weapons. You are better, suppress yourself Own."

Chen Pingan turned his head and smiled, "Senior Yin has good eyesight."

The old man asked: "I didn't call you Mr. Yin Guan, did you have any lumps in your heart?"

Chen Ping said: "No."

Yin Chen looked at the front line of the battlefield, to the north of the golden long river, there was Ning Yao who was helping, and to the south was the sword cultivator who was responsible for opening the battle. Yin Chen sneered: "Every time I see these so-called young geniuses, it is inevitable that people will be a little depressed. How do you compare people to people?"

Chen Ping smiled and said: "More sword cultivators will do the same when they see Senior Yin."

In fact, Yin Chen was once one of the young geniuses, and he was extremely outstanding. His scenery at the Great Wall of Sword Qi was roughly equivalent to Gao Yehou and Situ Weiran today.

The matter of practicing the sword was extremely smooth, breaking through the situation all the way like a bamboo, and he didn't stop until Yuanying. He never thought that this stop would be a waste of hundreds of years.

Yin Chen sneered and said, "Apart from looking up at people, what else can a waste do usefully? For example, I sit here all year round, and from a young waste to an old waste."

A person who is so ruthless that he scolds himself is basically invincible if he only talks about quarreling.

Chen Pingan asked: "Did Senior Yin see through the man with the sword earlier?"

Yin Chen sneered and said: "Yin officials are not as good as one generation after another. You, a little boy from a foreign country, are already not at a high level. Relying on some vain connections, doves occupy the magpie's nest and get the summer house of senior Xiao Yun." There are countless files and secret records in the palace, but you don’t even know this bit of information? Even if you don’t recognize it, don’t you know how to guess?”

Chen Pingan didn't mind these words, you scolded you, I asked me, and continued to tentatively said: "Is it the proud son of the heaven who is at the top of the Tuoyue Mountain Hundred Swords Immortals? It is about the same ranking as Bamboo Box and Lizhen?"

Yin Chen was the one who asked you, and I scolded me, "Now I'm guessing at the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi, and there are all kinds of ugly things about the words of Senior Xiao Yu, right? They are really a bunch of people who were born by their mothers but not taught by their fathers." Stuff. If I were Senior Xiao Yun, I broke through the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and found out the sword cultivators who scolded me one by one. If I dare to scold in person, I will live. If I dare not scold, I will die. That's the only way to be happy. By the way, Previously, the big demon Yangzhi tortured and killed the Nanyou Sword Immortal on the battlefield, you kid was scolded for the sake of the overall situation, how does it feel? If you do it again, will you let those death-seeking sword cultivators die and drag you down?"

Chen Pingan said: "A Liang once told me that if a person can never die, he must never die. If he is scolded a few times, he can save many people. Is there a better deal than this? I don't think so .”

Yin Chen immediately shut his mouth.

It's not how right it is for young people, it's not the same thing at all.

This young hermit official is a closed-door disciple of Wen Sheng's lineage, the younger brothers on the left and right, and even has a good relationship with the boss Sword Immortal. Yin Chen doesn't take it seriously at all. Only when he got involved with Ah Liang, Yin Chen just To have a head as big as a dustpan.

In fact, in the last hundred years, Yin Chen was miserably abused by that bastard. He really caught a fat sheep and plucked it to death. After the fat sheep was plucked, he exchanged it for a lean sheep, and the lean sheep was gone. , Fat Sheep reckoned that it was time to recover some of his family fortune, very good, so let's squeeze it out again. If Ah Liang is just doing this, Yin Chen will ignore him, but that guy can really squat next to him, talking to himself, and babbling for hours, just to "be able to say a word to the old god Yin, the Great Wall of Sword Qi is counted!" It was a worthwhile trip," Yin Chen couldn't help cursing at the time, but the other party immediately turned his back on him, was pushed to the ground and beat him up with old fists.

When Ah Liang left, he was refreshed. He performed that signature move, stroked his hair with both hands, and said, "It's cool, it's cool, there are more than 800 fights, big and small, and it's still a record of victory." ".

Yin Chen was lying on the ground, dazed for a long time.

After that, A Liang would often come to see the old god Yin, in the name of chatting and chatting, and by the way, increase the number of victories once or twice.

Remembering that Ah Liang, Yin Chen was not entirely resentful. After all, the two sides had never exchanged swords. It was more that the man was bragging about how he was liked by good girls in Haoran Tianxia. He failed to tell Yin Chen the name of a woman. But the few serious words that Ah Liang occasionally uttered were all aimed at the bottleneck of his serious Nascent Soul.

No matter how bad Yin Chen's temper is, he still wants to read this love.

Yin Chen may not know how to be a human being, but he can clearly tell who is good and who is bad.

Sometimes it may be because you are too clear, but you are too lazy to be a human being.

The two don't know each other, and their temperaments are too different, so there is nothing to talk about, not to mention that Yin Chen doesn't like to drink, otherwise Chen Pingan can give a pot of Zhuhaidongtian wine as a gift.

Yin Chen suddenly said: "All the pure martial artists in Haoran world practice boxing like this?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "The number of ways to practice boxing is actually the same. You can't escape being beaten first, but the strength is different."

Yin Chen asked again: "Are you embarrassed to pick up so much trash in front of Ning girl?"

That's something to talk about.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "I have a stinky body, but luckily Ning Yao doesn't mind."

Yin Chen asked: "I think you are average-looking, just make do with it, how did you hook up? I only heard that girl Ning traveled to Haoran Tianxia, ​​and I never thought that she would be murdered like this. Let me see, you are more beautiful than that." Cao Ci is far behind, I made a special trip to the top of the city to have a look at that kid, whether he looks good or his boxing skills, you can't compare him at all."

It's a great way to talk like this, the old man is boasting.

Chen Ping got up quickly, sat down closer to the old fairy Yin, drank a sip of wine, smiled and said: "There is no comparison in boxing skills, I think, if you look at this appearance, the difference is not big, not big."

Never thought that Yin Chen would turn his face suddenly, "I'm going to raise a sword, please trouble Mr. Yin Guan to make way, don't be an eyesore here, it's not pleasing."

Chen Ping got up angrily, and Yu Jian left.

Yin Chen clenched his fists on his knees and smiled, all the scholars in Haoran world are all fucking virtuous.

Chen Pingan went to the thatched hut at the head of the city, and first greeted Wei Dajianxian with a smile, who held up half the sky of the wine shop.

Wei Jin said with a smile: "It's a good bastard fist. Anyway, it looks very powerful. It has the demeanor of the old gang leader of the Invincible God Fist Gang, but it's a bit slow to punch."

Forcibly beating and killing a remote martial artist in the wild world with both fists, this combat achievement is naturally not great compared to the sword fairy's sword, but it is relatively rare.

It would be a delicious accompaniment to wine.

Chen Pingan laughed and said, "Next time I go to the shop, I will give you an extra bowl of Yangchun noodles to soothe your hangover, so you can stop talking drunk."

Wei Jin pointed to the hut behind him, "Boss Sword Immortal is not in a good mood, if you can talk, talk more."

Chen Pingan parted from Wei and Jin. As soon as he landed on the top of the city, the boss sword fairy walked out of the thatched hut, with his hands behind his back habitually, "Hey, Chen Wushen is here, and the small humble house is full of brilliance."

Chen Ping was surprised. In the past, the boss sword fairy was not so "polite" when speaking. In my impression, the boss sword fairy is still very respected and respectful, and he cherishes words like gold.

Chen Qingdu glanced at Chen Pingan. The injury was not bad, and the harvest was not small. He said in his heart: "I owe you two secrets before, and now I can tell you."

Chen Ping'an restrained his expression.

As a result, the two so-called little secrets of the boss sword fairy are bigger than the other.

One is about the hometown of Jianxiu, all the prisoners of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Half of the earliest group of ancient criminals came from the wild world, and half of them came from the fifth world opened up today.

Chen Pingan was stunned.

In other words, half of the prisoners and descendants of the descendants were actually in their hometown from the very beginning?

So he was born in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, died in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, all in his hometown?

So if the descendants of the remaining half of the prisoners want Ye Luo to return to their roots, is it related to the fifth world? As long as he can survive, at least he has a chance to return home?

The second secret, bigger.

The words of the boss sword fairy are very shocking. The road to heaven for a pure martial artist is actually a road to becoming a god, which will involve military monks.

Although Chen Pingan had some guesses before, but when the boss Sword Immortal said it himself, he could figure out many contexts at once. For example, he no longer wondered why there was a golden body on the road of martial arts? And the gods of mountains and rivers in the world all take the creation of a golden body as the root of the Dao. Don't talk about the ghosts and heroic spirits becoming gods, just say that a living person becomes a god instantly, similar to the experience of Yanghua, the god of water in the iron talisman. , is indeed about the same number of ways.

Chen Qingdu didn't speak thoroughly, anyway, this kid likes to think, and he will have plenty of time to study the front pages of this old almanac.

Walking slowly with Chen Pingan, since they all started walking, they couldn’t turn back without taking a few steps, so the old man said a little more, “Since ancient times, gods are different. Gods come first, then gods, why? According to today’s saying , the soul of a person, if it dies and does not dissipate, it is a god. Enjoying incense and sacrifices in the world, you can stabilize your golden body without practicing at all."

"Immortality is the qi practitioners who are now lying on the mountain. Scholars write history books, always delete, delete, and delete. As time goes by, the distance from the truth is getting farther and farther. If you have the opportunity in the future, you can go to the three universities." Take a stroll around the palace, become a retreat disciple of that old scholar, just read a few worthless old books, there is still some prestige for this."

These statements, Chen Ping just listened to and memorized, temporarily meaningless, if it is more pragmatic, it can be said to be meaningless.

It was just the next statement that made Chen Pingan obediently prick up his ears, for fear of missing a word.

"First travel far and then to the top of the mountain, followed by the tenth realm of martial arts, which is divided into three levels, vigor, return to truth, and divine arrival. What is divine arrival? I remember a saying in your hometown, what is it called?"

"To the door!"

Chen Pingan blurted out: "If a person's craftsmanship is good enough, whether it's crop handling or firing porcelain, others like to praise him as 'he's here'."

Chen Qingdu nodded, "It's the door, what door is it? How to get there? Who will come to see the door? The answer is all in the small town of your hometown... so what?"

Chen Pingan said, "I'm leaving."

Chen Qing nodded with a smile, and then explained in detail the ways of the third level of the tenth realm.

It's just that the old man has a nostalgic look for the first time.

On the other side of Aquarius Continent, there is an old friend who has been in prison for thousands of years.

So Chen Qingdu said a digression, "Cui Chan, the embroidered tiger, is really amazing."

Chen Pingan said: "The first questioning game that year, because Mr. Qi was there, so I passed it safely. When Mr. Qi was away, I couldn't survive the second round. That's because Cui Chan didn't put all his strength into the game. "

Chen Qingdu said: "All the hardships that have been endured and passed are just a hole in the heart. The bigger the hole, the more it can hold in the future."

Chen Pingan hummed.

But it is also possible to make up for that pit all one's life, for example, the more the world owes a person's childhood, when that person grows up, he will keep sewing and making up for it.

Leaving the city, Chen Pingan went to the private house of the Summer Palace with his sword, and began to heal his wounds with peace of mind.

Just two days later, Chen Pingan took a trip to the cold palace, coming and going freely, holding a jade card in his hand, without consuming a land shrinking talisman.

Chen Pingan chose a secluded place to watch Nanny Bai teaching boxing to the children, and he just talked about what "the whole body is a punch", what is the intention, how to learn, and how to practice.

Among them was a child, Chen Ping'an was no stranger to him. It was the tomboy named Yuan Zuohua who gave her two folding fans. She was the only girl on the Great Wall of Sword Qi who could get the second shopkeeper's fairy money with her real skills.

The rest of the children, in fact, are all familiar to Chen Pingan, because they are all martial arts seeds carefully selected by him and Yinguan. One of the children has been taken to the Shenzhou of the Middle Earth by Yu Yufu, and the rest are learning boxing. It's not too late, it's all here.

There are many sword masters in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but there are very few pure warriors.

In case the Sword Qi Great Wall is breached, the world is changed, and it becomes a part of the wild world, is it possible that so many martial arts luck will be left to the wild world?

Of course not.

It's just that Chen Pingan also knows that there is little hope for this group of children to compete for the word "strongest" by cramping their feet temporarily. What's more, there is a natural pressure on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the avenues clash extremely fiercely. I didn't understand it before, but I only understood it when I was on the top of the city and was broken by the boss Sword Immortal. The female Martial God Pei Cup of Zhongtu Shenzhou most likely came prepared. As for Cao Ci, she practiced pure boxing and never wanted martial arts. In this regard, Chen Pingan thought that she was far inferior to Cao Ci. Now, as long as Wu Yun is willing to come, Chen Ping would like to let that Wu Yun call "relatives" and "family members" to come and open the door to welcome guests. The more the better.

But even if these children practice boxing in a hurry, it doesn't matter if they don't earn martial arts luck. As long as they have a good skill and a solid foundation, they will be able to live no matter where they go in the future, or the chance of surviving will only be greater. In troubled times, if you want to settle down and fight for the place where you can stand, many times, your identity doesn't work.

On the other side of the martial arts arena, Nanny Bai threw out a punch, the distance was extremely short, the punch was no more than half an arm, but the punch was heavy, returning to the basics, completely natural.

At the level of martial arts of the seventh realm, if you go to a higher level, the so-called boxing moves are actually a comparison of the depth of boxing intentions, similar to a simple manifestation of the avenue.

With that punch, without any warning, Nanny Bai threw a thick-headed and tiger-headed boy beside him. The latter stood motionless on the spot, with an expression on his face that you have the ability to kill me.

It was Jiang Yun, who was born in a high school in Taixiang Street, and his aptitude was considered to be extremely outstanding.

After Bai Momo retracted his punches, the child didn't realize it. He, who was not afraid at all, was already sweating profusely.

This is a rare potential talent.

Bai Momo punched again, her fist was almost attached to the forehead of a young girl from Yuhu Street, the latter was slightly inferior to Jiang Yun, although she didn't move, but her figure swayed slightly.

More than a dozen children stood in a row, and Nanny Bai walked over one by one, some children retreated, and some stood in place gritted their teeth.

It's just that Nanny Bai didn't make a single punch.

But Chen Pingan could tell that when Nanny Bai walked up to the children, the fist had already arrived, but it was a pity that there was only one child named Xu Gong in Mumeng Lane. His intuition was right. When the mother's fist moved slightly, she had already moved back early. Although it was the diametrically opposite choice to that of Jiang Yun, they were all good embryos who had the hope of "upper body" earlier.

Look at that tomboy Yuan Haohua again, as if facing a formidable enemy, but a body is tense, and Mother Bai quietly releases her fists, but she still doesn't notice it.

Chen Pingan felt that these were nothing. During the journey of martial arts, he was not unaware of his aptitude, but he was also very particular, but after all, he was not as demanding as a Qi trainer, and he was not as gambled with his luck as a swordsman. Sword cultivators don't become masters by enduring hardships, but when they practice boxing and have certain aptitudes, they can grow steadily, keep their feet on the ground, and slowly see their skills. Of course, the three realms will be a big threshold, but it is definitely not difficult for these children to pass the three realms, there is only a difference between sooner or later, and difficulty.

Chen Pingan leaned against the pillars of the corridor, with his hands wrapped around his sleeves, looking at those children. Those who wanted to learn boxing with heart were mostly from poor backgrounds in Yanmeixiang and Mumengxiang.

The children began to practice stances again, and Nanny Bai would occasionally help the bones and twist their muscles and hold hands, and then the child began to roll all over the floor, screaming and crying.

Chen Pingan, who was originally in a peaceful mood, directly turned into gloating, very happy.

It's just that seeing the tomboy and a back alley kid lying on the ground in pain one after another makes me feel sad again.

Bai Momo glanced in the direction of her son-in-law, with a kind look on her face, and the old woman's eyes were slightly questioning.

Chen Ping quickly waved his hand, indicating that he came here to have a look.

She never thought about it, but she still smiled and said: "My lord, there are people here who say they want to learn boxing from you, and they dislike my boxing skills, why don't you come and teach me?"

Just when Chen Ping'an was about to decline, Jiang Yun crossed his arms across his chest and shouted at the top of his voice: "Where is Yin Guan?!"

Damn little bastard, who is Master Yinguan?

Chen Pingan glanced at the tomboy who sat up, silently raised his hand, his arms trembling, wiping the dust and sweat from his face.

Aunt Bai was smiling.

Chen Pingan had no choice but to walk quickly to the martial arts arena.

Chen Ping'an didn't do much, he just talked about his six-step stance boxing experience, concisely and in a few sentences.

Jiang Yun thought he had just raised his head, but the young Yinguan shut up. The child couldn't help but ask, "Is this the end?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "There are not too many boxing principles in the first place. This is the same as the thinner the book, the greater the knowledge it contains."

Half the story.

The more the knowledge of the Three Religions and Hundreds of Schools is focused on, the more future generations will comment on the scriptures and expound the scriptures. Eventually, they will become luxuriant and all-encompassing.

Just when dealing with children, the more complicated it is, the more complicated it will be, which will make them overwhelmed and at a loss as to what to do.

Aunt Bai smiled and said: "Sir Yin Guan, if you are not in a hurry to return to the summer palace, you have almost completed the stance practice today, and you can teach me how to move the stance of the Mountain Shaking Fist."

Naturally, my uncle couldn't shout when outsiders were around.

Chen Ping'an thought for a while and concluded that it would be okay to stay here for half an hour, so he nodded in agreement and said with a smile: "This walking stick comes from the Mountain Shaking Fist."

Jiang Yun then interjected: "Wait a minute, the name of this boxing manual is not domineering, Shake the Mountain? In our Great Wall of Sword Qi, which sword cultivator can't level the mountain with just one strike of his sword?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Then you will teach me boxing?"

Jiang Yun frowned and said, "Speak nicely and be reasonable!"

Chen Pingan smiled knowingly and continued: "The name of the boxing book may not be very good, so I will say a few more words."

He roughly talked about the situation of martial artists in the world, saying that those martial artists who are not from high-level families have mixed punches. As long as they can break bricks and gravel with their fists, it is already a very good martial arts style. Therefore, the word "Shake the Mountain", The portion is actually not light at all. His words were mixed with some of Chen Ping'an's own experiences. Therefore, the children listened more attentively. Of course, who wouldn't like being able to be lazy, not standing around and being beaten, and not walking around boringly.

After finishing the lecture, Chen Pingan practiced the pile walking several times, and then helped the children point out some flaws in the pile walking. After a stick of incense, during the break, Chen Pingan talked about the market, Jianghu, and the Nine Realms and Ten Realms. The scenery at the top of Jingwufu's martial arts mountain. Children love to hear this. Anyway, the Hiding Han Palace is a prison, and you can't escape. Jiang Yun once encouraged the little girl from Yuhu Street to run away together. They just climbed on the wall in the middle of the night. The vicious aunt pulled her back and forced them both to stand. The little girl fainted while standing, while Jiang Yun fell asleep standing there.

At that time, not far away from where Jiang Yun and the two were forced to stand, there were two children who took the initiative to stand, but the latter were quickly rushed back to rest by Aunt Bai.

Do not practice boxing with the word "death".

If you are poor in education and rich in martial arts, you must have a master to lead the way, and training your muscles and bones is a waste of money, otherwise it will be too easy to get sidetracked, and practicing boxing will only hurt the body and drain one's vitality. The intention of the fist is not in the body, but it seems to be a ghost in the body. This is the biggest suffering of many martial artists who have no apprenticeship.

Chen Pingan marked the time, said goodbye and left.

Aunt Bai continued to teach boxing to the children.

Jiang Yun murmured in a low voice: "We really met, I'm very disappointed."

Aunt Bai smiled and said: "Whenever you think you are qualified to challenge Yin Guan, you will know what despair means."

Jiang Yun shook his head and said: "Forget it, the second shopkeeper is a ghost. When I reach a higher level and catch up with the second shopkeeper, I will definitely test and inquire first. As long as he agrees to my inquiry, I will not fight. ”

Aunt Bai shook her head, the Jiang family was very responsible, how could they raise such an outspoken little bastard.

Jiang Yun glanced at the old woman, and the child felt even more strange now, why did his grandfather like such an old woman back then?

Chen Ping'an returned to the summer palace, and then called the Sword Fairy Chou Miao, and together they went to Chunfanzhai in Daoxuanshan. They also visited the Plum Garden. The booklet Mrs. Blushing Yan sent to the summer palace was not thin, so Chen Ping'an On this trip to the upside-down mountain, I brought two extra things, both of which were borrowed from Yan Ming and Nalan Caihuan. In the empty plum garden, Chou Miao Jianxian looked at the hidden man carrying things with gleaming eyes. The official couldn't help asking: "You are in the Ningfu secret storehouse, is this virtue?"

Chen Pingan was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.

Can this be the same?

When he arrived at Chunfanzhai, he looked through the account book carefully, and Wei Wenlong explained some of the ways in it in a low voice, which made Mi Yu Jianxian a little sleepy.

The outcome that Chou Miao and Lin Junbi were most worried about has not yet appeared.

The Yazhou Ferry was still unimpeded and was able to go to Daoxuan Mountain smoothly.

On the way here, Chou Miao suggested that the bid should be raised appropriately. Chen Pingan thought it was feasible, so he discussed the details of the matter with Yan Ming, Nalan Caihuan and Shao Yunyan. The prices of some important materials remained the same, otherwise the money of the Sword Qi Great Wall would not be in circulation. , the pressure is too great, even if the generous wealth of the two private houses of Chunbanzhai and Meihuayuanzi is added, it is still far from enough. However, for some second-class "spare" materials from each ferry in the Eight Continents, the profits can be appropriately exchanged. More, step by step.

Back at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, this was the first time Chen Ping'an got close to the mirage north of the city, he didn't step into it, he just watched from a distance.

Chou Miao Sword Immortal raised his head and glanced at the sky, and then said in his heart: "Don't talk about the killing power of the sword, just talk about the essence of the matter. Can you reach the level of the boss Sword Immortal?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It's difficult to do."

On the other side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Ning Yao's sword cultivators were the first to return to the city with their swords.

Everyone was injured, but the most serious injuries were at the peaks.

Chen Qingdu walked out of the hut.

Chen Sanqiu called out the old ancestor, and Chen Qing hummed.

That's all.

If a foreigner met Chen Sanqiu while drinking, it would be hard to imagine that this suave young alcoholic would be Chen Qingdu if he recognized his ancestors.

The old swordsman Chen Xi, who was able to carve the word "Chen" on the city wall, once privately asked his ancestor Chen Qingdu if he could let Chen Sanqiu leave and follow a certain Confucian saint to study in the world.

Chen Qingdu only asked one question.

Will Chen Sanqiu’s surname be Chen from now on?

In the end, Chen Xi sadly left the city.

Chen Sanqiu said his farewell respectfully, and then took the lead to leave with his sword.

The descendants of the Chen family have always been like this.

To have an ancestor whose swordsmanship truly reaches the heavens is like nothing, and it can even be said that it is worse than nothing.

Dong Hua, Fu Yanzhuo, and the others also left, and they will return to the city to recuperate for a few days, and they will need to recuperate longer.

Only Ning Yao was left.

Chen Pingan came to the city with his sword.

Sitting on the top of the wall with Ning Yao, Chen Ping's feet dangled slightly.

Ning Yao asked: "For more than a year, you have been staying in the summer palace. Are you hiding something on your mind and dare not see me?"

Chen Pingan was about to speak but stopped.

Ning Yao said: "Except that you like someone else, there is nothing you can't say."

Chen Pingan laughed dumbly, was silent for a moment, and said: "I didn't plan to say it at first, but suddenly I realized that whatever I think is best may often turn out to be the worst. After all, when two people who like each other are together, they really It’s not a matter of one person. So I’d better tell you about it. After hearing it, you can beat people, but don’t get angry.”

After Ning Yao listened, he nodded.

Chen Ping'an said that, which was regarded as an agreement with the boss Jianxian.

Ning Yao said nothing.

Chen Pingan asked softly: "Aren't you angry?"

Ning Yao asked back: "Is it useful to be angry?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while, but it seemed useless.

I just didn’t dare to say that.

Ning Yao raised his eyebrows.

That’s it.

She didn't say that either.

Chen Ping'an tapped his heels lightly against the wall.

Being with Ning Yao, and before that, from meeting her, falling in love with her, to coming to Ning Yao's side, traveling through mountains and rivers, traveling far and wide, practicing boxing and so on, will be a little tiring, but I will never feel tired.

Ning Yao asked: "If you have such a big worry in the future, just tell me directly. Even if I am angry, I will let you know."

Chen Pingan gently held her hand, and then the two of them looked into the distance quietly.

Chen Qing was always taking a walk, never going very far each time, walking slowly and then returning the same way.

He glanced at the backs of the young man and woman in the distance.

Chen Qing laughed because he remembered a very interesting little thing.

The reason why I had a good impression of Chen Pingan when we first met that year has nothing to do with anything.

He challenged Cao Ci three times in a row with Chen Ping'an. It didn't matter if he dared to punch or if he could admit defeat.

It doesn't matter if you are alone with the young man and travel all the way to the Great Sword Qi Wall to give the sword to the girl you love.

Even Chen Ping'an's involvement with that senior still doesn't matter.

When Chen Qingdu looked at the boy who had the qualifications of an Earth Immortal but was interrupted by the Changsheng Bridge, especially when he looked at the boy's eyes and the vitality on his body, Chen Qingdu felt... dumbfounded.

Unlike many old men in the world and seniors in the mountains, Chen Qingdu was perhaps the only one who saw that Chen Pingan was not sluggish, but full of energy.

Chen Ping'an, who was still a young man back then, seemed to be asking questions silently and with such high energy.

Can I really become the Great Sword Immortal? Can I make the girl I like like me and keep liking me? Can I protect the girl I like in the future? Will I definitely not let some people down? I will definitely You can do this, right? !

Chen Qing thinks this is good.

It’s no wonder that before the old scholar left, he kept asking Chen Qingdu, “Am I a disciple in seclusion, good or not? Am I envious? He’s good, he’s always envious, right? Alas, it’s a pity that envy doesn’t come. If I were Chen Brother, you should have punched me in the face a long time ago, otherwise it will be difficult to let go of the jealousy in your heart!"