Chapter 196: I am a warrior

The small green sword held in the palm of the hand is named Fifteen.

Why does Chen Pingan feel that choosing a name is more careless than his own?

Chen Ping'an clearly felt a slightly cool breath that penetrated his skin, but afterwards it made him feel warm, as if he was basking in the winter sun. Chen Ping'an noticed that the mysterious aura slowly flowed through the Qi Mansion acupoints along the meridians in his body. Finally, he chose to stop where a wisp of sword energy was previously hidden and swept into it. In the empty "mansion" It spins leisurely, echoing the other aperture where the silver sword embryo resides.

Old man Yang blew out a smoke ring and nodded: "To my surprise, this sword is destined to be with you. It shouldn't have been so smooth. I also thought about sending Buddha to the West. I'll help you once, first place this flying sword in one of your acupoints, and then rely on your perseverance to make it obey orders."

The old man used his magical power and saw the abnormality in Chen Ping'an's Qi Mansion. Fei Jian, who was docile and peaceful, hesitated for a moment and asked: "I'm really curious. I want to ask you two questions. It's up to you whether you want to answer them or not. Chen Ping'an, you have been practicing boxing for so long before you step on one foot. On the threshold of the Three Realms, are you anxious? And when it comes to practicing boxing, have you had any thoughts that have supported you to this day?"

Chen Pingan answered honestly: "I will be anxious. , but I know it’s useless to rush, because just like porcelain and drawing, the more you rush, the more mistakes you make, so you don’t think too much about it. Sometimes you really can’t stop your thoughts, so you let your mind go blank and rely on your instinct to follow the path, or pick the right one. A place with a broad view, practice the sword furnace, and if it still doesn’t work, I will read and practice calligraphy. If it still doesn’t work, I will have nothing to do, so I will just think about it, such as thinking about how much money I have now..."

Speaking of this, Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed.

Old man Yang's face remained as usual, "Continue to the second question."

Chen Ping'an straightened his back subconsciously, not wanting to hide anything, and he didn't want to hide it at all. Like a pauper with only four walls, he was showing off the most valuable items in his house, full of unreasonable confidence, "I had a fight with someone on the Xiuhua River, and I became more and more sure of one thing, that is, when I feel that I am That’s right, no matter who the opponent is, every time I punch, it will be faster!”

Old man Yang asked: “Punch you quickly?” Ten thousand punches, a hundred thousand punches, can you hit the corner of my clothes?"

Chen Ping'an was not discouraged at all, and blurted out naturally: "I will compare myself with myself first. I feel that I have a clear conscience, and then I will compare with others. "Compared!"

Old man Yang snorted, "That's right for you."

Ma Kuxuan, who was also born in a small town, took another path. The ultimate goal is to truly be the leader among ten thousand people. This is not because Ma Kuxuan is too conceited, but because his talent is so good that he would be wasting his natural resources if he dare not think like this. If God does not take it, you will suffer the consequences.

As for the young man in the back alley who just took off his hairpin, he should beIt's on another road. It's inconspicuous at first glance, but it's still inconspicuous when you look at it again. No matter how many times you look at it, at most you think it's pretty good. In fact, it's not that stupid, it's still a bit gimmicky, and then most people will stop paying attention.

Old man Yang said sternly: "I will teach you two sets of mantras for controlling the 'fifteenth'. One set is used to warm and nourish the sword element, and the other set is used to open and close locks and objects."

Chen Ping'an asked in advance: "If there are two flying swords warming up in the body at the same time, won't there be any conflict?"

Old man Yang sneered: "Don't Ruan Qiong have two natal swords? In order to forge swords and seek enlightenment, he must consume a lot of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, as well as be distracted by some personal matters. Otherwise, with his qualifications and family background, it would be okay to raise two more flying swords. It depends on the opportunity. When the time is not right, one I have been asking for it for hundreds of years, but the time has come, and nothing can stop me. It's just that the natal sword is not a battlefield, the more the better. It is the realm that swordsmen dream of. It is said that one sword can defeat all methods, why not say 'two swords and three'. Sword? It's all about being a true master of swordsmanship. Having a flying sword that suits your needs is enough. As for you, Chen Pingan, practicing boxing is a life-threatening exercise. I don't want to guess why. , But other than Shantou, Magic Weapon and others, you are just like saving copper coins. Do you think it is too tiring to carry too much money in your pocket? "

Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed and scratched his head. He scratched his head and said: "How big is the '15' square inch, and how much can it hold?"

Old man Yang smiled and said: "It's almost the same length and width as your locust wood sword. It's high, not bad. It's better than ordinary square-inch objects. It can't fit a mountain of gold and silver, but at least you don't have to carry a big bamboo basket around. Remember, don't put living things in it, such as that piece. Once the sword embryo is forcibly taken in by you, some of the rules of the 'Dongtian Paradise' will be broken, and both the jade and the stone will be destroyed. Then you will be distressed."

Later, Old Man Yang taught me. He gave Chen Pingan two sets of formulas and repeated them twice. After Chen Pingan remembered them in his heart, the old man continued to smoke the dry cigarette, and the smoke rose in curls.

In the dark, Chen Ping'an seemed to have built a single-plank bridge with the small jade sword in the Qi Palace. Being able to talk to it was an indescribable feeling.

Chen Pingan thought, his soul trembled slightly, and the flying sword came out of his body without any hindrance, but he couldn't stop it and went straight towards Old Man Yang, who didn't even blink. For a moment, the green pocket flying sword seemed to have hit a high wall, and bounced back to Chen Ping'an in a daze. It disappeared in a flash and quickly slipped back to the Qi Mansion, like a sulking child, unsure whether to live or die. She was willing to pay attention to Chen Ping'an's call.

Chen Pingan was a little panicked.

Old man Yang found it a bit funny and said slowly: "The previous masters before the fifteenth year were all famous figures. I have never met a master as stupid as you, who is so bad at handling swords. Naturally, it will feel embarrassing and not want to show off. It's okay. As long as you practice more, the relationship between you will be closer in the future, and you will win it.With its true recognition, you, the master, will have more control over it. Even if you want it to shatter on its own and dissipate between heaven and earth, it will not be difficult. ”

Chen Pingan nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he can do better by immersing himself in doing things, Chen Pingan is not afraid.

What he is afraid of are those who don’t care. No matter how hard I try, I can't do anything well, such as making porcelain.

Old man Yang suddenly said: "Do you know why Shi Fifteen still chooses to share weal and woe with you, even though he knows your qualifications are average? Because you thought of the crucial word "quick". This is naturally connected with the foundation of Fifteen's sword intention. Fifteen is a flying sword that is fast, so fast that it can catch all opponents off guard, seize the opportunity, and be invincible. "

Chen Ping'an suddenly realized, and at the same time he thought about the sword embryo whose real name was "Xiao Fengdu". The reason why it conflicted with him was probably because he had not yet understood its sword intention.

Old Man Yang waved his hand, "Don't move around much lately, just wait quietly for news about Ruan Qiong. "

Chen Ping'an hesitated to speak.

The old man said angrily: "New Year's greetings? Not to mention whether I am willing to make an exception, can you come up with something that catches my eye? To take a step back, even if there is someone I like, are you willing to give it to me? Go, go, go, finish talking about business, and quickly go back to Luopo Mountain to stay. As for the belongings you put in the blacksmith shop, I will have someone bring them to you. It is too conspicuous and inappropriate for you to appear near the sword furnace. "

Chen Pingan knew the old man's temper, so he didn't drag his feet. He got up and left the Yang's pharmacy.

As soon as he stepped out of the pharmacy door, Chen Pingan couldn't help but turn around and go back. After passing the side room, he saw the old man sitting there puffing away smoke.

Old Yang accepted it calmly. After leaving again, the old man knocked on the yellow-colored bamboo stick to smoke, and his thoughts were flowing.

In the long years, the old man has made countless transactions secretly, and even to this day, he has done so. Still not too optimistic about that young man. Some people are really good in life, so good that it can be described as a blessing, and they will always be good until a bad fate comes, and the mountains and the earth are shattered, but the life is still very hard. It's hard to get ahead, ups and downs, ups and downs, no matter how high you really want to go, it's difficult, it's easy to be distanced by the proud ones, and you can only follow others and eat dust.

So Old Man Yang is willing to take advantage of the trend, so he might as well place a bet on this young man who was originally the least optimistic. It's an extra surprise.

If you are lucky, you have to work hard.

If you are lucky, you will have more stamina.

But Old Man Yang knows the general trend. In a time of great strife, hundreds of schools of thought contend, and heroesTogether, it will be a "big year" for geniuses to emerge, which is rare in thousands of years.

On the road of spiritual practice, every step is slow and step by step. It is really difficult for you, Chen Pingan, to stand out.

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Chen Pingan walked on the small street and said to himself: "Fifteen, I'm sorry, I've made you lose face. I will definitely practice hard in the future. Sword-controlling formula, try not to make a fool of yourself like today again."

Chen Pingan is indeed a little guilty.

When others show kindness to him, if he cannot do something, Chen Pingan will feel uneasy with his conscience.

The green flying sword in the Qi Mansion jumped slightly, and it seemed that its mood improved instantly, and it forgave Chen Pingan for his poor sword control that had made him laugh before.

Chen Ping'an couldn't help but smile, thinking that compared to the grumpy Junior One, who was also born to fly the sword, Fifteen was actually much gentler.

As a result, as soon as Chen Pingan came up with such an idea, the sword embryo began to leave the nest on the first day of the junior high school. Chen Pingan hunched over in pain and stood there, unable to take a step out.

Fifteen noticed something strange, and swooped out of the Qi Mansion, swimming all the way, quickly passing through many passes, and finally arrived at the "doorstep" of the first grade of junior high school, hanging in the air, spinning gently, as if in Hesitant to visit.

Chen Ping'an couldn't move forward normally, so he had to move hard and sit on the steps at the fork in the street.

Probably because Fei Jian Fifteen attracted his attention, Jian Fei let Chen Pingan go on the first day of the year.

The two flying swords, which are destined to be "unkind to others", are hovering inside and outside the door of Qi Mansion. They look like a fierce confrontation, but also like a hesitant encounter.

Chen Pingan took advantage of this gap to breathe heavily, take a short rest, and then trotted towards Qilong Lane, calling for the boy in green and the girl in pink skirt, and returned to Luoluo Mountain.

On the first day of the lunar month, I didn’t see the fifteenth.

Breaking up on bad terms.

As we approached Zhenzhu Mountain, Chen Pingan was beaten again and again on the first day of the new year, which made Chen Pingan almost roll on the ground. He had to grit his teeth and squat on the ground, sweating profusely, and almost fainted. Chen Pingan could only use the eighteen-stop breathing method desperately. Since the big bottleneck between six and seven was now broken, Chen Pingan could vaguely maintain a little clarity during the tug-of-war with the sword embryo. But for this The price paid is to clearly feel the tremendous pain caused by all the vibrations of the soul. This torture is no less painful than the pain of skinning and the pain of Ling Chi.

Fifteen was ready to make a move, but he still did not leave his habitat, as if he still planned to watch the fire from the other side before making up his mind.

When Chen Pingan returned to calm contentedly on the first day of the new year, Chen Pingan was almost fished out of the water. He continued on his way staggeringly, staggering and swaying, but even Chen Pingan Ping An didn't even realize that the fist spirit flowing through his body became stronger and stronger.

In the mountains, there was a barefoot old man in ragged clothes, his vision was muddy,Like a headless fly running around, stumbling around, constantly repeating "Where is the poor gentleman? Where is my poor gentleman..."

In an instant, the crazy old man's eyes suddenly became brighter. After looking around, he did not rise up from the ground, nor fly by the wind. Instead, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, carefully examined the trend of the mountains, and then took a step forward and walked directly in front of the group of three people. The old man Looking at the sweating young man walking on the pile, he asked: "Is your name Chen Ping'an?"

Chen Ping'an tensed up and nodded: "Yes, sir, do you have anything to do with me?" ”

The boy in green had dull eyes and a heart filled with despair.

Why, after leaving the small town, I thought that the sky was high enough to let the birds fly, and then walking on a remote road in the mountains, I started to punch my own gods and monsters to death?

The old man looked anxious and asked hurriedly: "I am Cui Chengyi...I am Cui Cheng's grandfather, are you his husband now?"

Chen Ping'an was stunned for a moment. He became more and more cautious, "Yes."

The old man spoke very quickly, "How is he doing now? Will he be bullied?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while. , it is difficult to answer this question. Because the young national master Cui Chan, or Cui Dongshan who went to Cliff Academy, had a really bad life on that trip. Chen Pingan didn't want to deceive this down-and-out old man who called himself Grandpa Cui Chan, but he didn't dare to tell the truth. Subconsciously, Chen Pingan felt that the old man in front of him was very similar to the mountain-moving ape from Zhengyang Mountain, but the only difference was that There are different levels of cultivation between the two. As for the mountain-moving ape, the mountain-moving ape is higher, but the old man in front of him is taller. Chen Ping'an's Taoism is too low to tell the difference at all.

The old man just frowned, making Chen Ping'an and the two little guys feel a sense of suffocating oppression. The old man snorted coldly: "Although you are my grandson's husband, I should respect you, but even How can a pure martial artist who has not reached the three realms be my grandson's mentor? If my grandson encounters trouble in the future, will you, the teacher, just be helpless and watch the show from a distance? Absolutely not!"

The sloppy old man stared at Chen Pingan with sharp eyes, "Take me to a place you think is safe, I want to help you!"

Before Chen Pingan could nod and shake his head, the old man stood beside Chen Pingan, grabbing Chen Pingan's shoulders with his five fingers like hooks, "Speak quickly! Time doesn't wait for me, I can only wake up for a stick of incense, don't waste time!"< /p>

Chen Pingan was confused.

But the old man casually shook his shoulder. Not only was Chen Ping'an heartbroken, but even the two flying swords on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month buzzed and whined endlessly. After all, the power they can exert is closely related to Chen Ping'an's state of cultivation, so they can't go out to stop the old man's aggressiveness at the moment.

The boy in blue and the girl in pink didn't dare to move, not because they didn't want to, but because they couldn't.

According to legend, pure warriors who reach the top of the world, such as those at the top of the mountain in the ninth realm, condense their momentum and release it outwards.It is like a sword energy pouring out, which is unstoppable. Just a roar can shatter the courage of the enemy. This feat is not uncommon no matter in the arena or on the battlefield.

The old man shouted angrily: "Speak quickly! If you keep whining, I don't care whether you are my grandson's husband or not, I will punch you and break your hands and feet!"

Chen Ping'an's eyes are firm. , gritted his teeth and got ready to fight to the death to fight for a chance of survival for himself.

The old man looked at him, laughed loudly, let go of the young man's shoulders, took a step back, and laughed loudly: "Little boy, you have some skills, not bad, not bad, a good piece of material! If you fall into another In the hands of a bullshit martial arts master, no matter how hard he tries to carve you up, you won’t be able to achieve success, but I’m different!”

Wei Bo appeared on the mountain road in a white dress, and after a moment of silence! , smiled at Chen Pingan and said: "You might as well take this old gentleman to the Bamboo House. If you agree, I will lead the way."

The old man looked at Wei Bo, "Hey, we haven't seen you for a long time. Such a human-like mountain god is very interesting. When I regain some strength, I will definitely discuss it with you when I have the opportunity."

Wei Bo smiled and said: "Old sir, please don't discuss it with me. Polishing your grandson's husband's martial arts realm is probably enough work."

The old man said with a sarcastic smile, "Stop talking nonsense, take me to Chen Ping'an's territory, what do you mean? The mountain is coming, I know there is a suitable place to sharpen a knife, lead the way!"

Wei Bo was not annoyed at all by the old man's imposing manner. He nodded with a smile, snapped his fingers, and the landscape turned upside down. A group of people instantly appeared outside Luoluoshanzhulou.

Chen Pingan looked at Wei Bo, who nodded lightly.

The old man grabbed his shoulder, jumped to the second floor with a slight jump, pushed the door open with Chen Pingan, the old man raised his eyebrows, laughed happily and said: "Good place, really good This place! I can stay awake for at least a few hours a day, which is really not inferior to that of Dongtian Paradise."

The old man took a few steps back and said, "Chen Ping'an, can you endure the hardship?"

Chen Pingan, who was puzzled from beginning to end, nodded subconsciously and said: "It can be eaten."

The old man asked again: "Will it cause great suffering if you eat it?"

Chen Pingan did not dare to answer this question.

The old man was a little unhappy and cursed: "Like a little girl, if it works, it will work, but if it doesn't work, it won't work. What a big deal! It's so unpleasant. If it were anyone else, I wouldn't be happy to serve you!"

Chen Pingan silently told himself that the old man in front of him was not very bright, so he didn’t need to take it to heart, just let him have his say.

The old man stepped forward with one foot and formed a simple boxing stance with one punch forward in the air and the other close to the chest. It was simple, but it became astonishingly powerful in an instant.

The old man said in a deep voice: "You can only become a master by enduring hardships. As warriors, if we want to go up, before we reach the top, we have to go foraging for food on the roadside to survive." Wild dog! Tell yourself that if you want to live happily,We must contend with the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth! Fight with bullshit gods! Compete with fellow warriors! In the end, you still have to fight with yourself! Fight for that breath! ”

“When this breath is exhaled, the color of heaven and earth will change! You want to make the gods kneel down and kowtow, and you want to make all the warriors in the world feel that you are the one above! ”

At this moment, the white-haired old man, who was clearly worse than a beggar, was so majestic and energetic that he was unparalleled!

The old man seemed to be telling the young man a clear truth.< /p>

The person in front of you is invincible in the world