In the past two days of boxing practice, the barefoot old man's attacks have become more and more fierce. Although Chen Pingan is no longer allowed to do the cruel act of peeling skin and cramping, he still punches Chen Pingan's body or in the drum beating style of a god. It's the soul, layer by layer, that really makes Chen Ping'an want to die.
The girls in pink skirts outside the bamboo building were eating melon seeds absent-mindedly. The strong and powerful body he was born with was trying his best to digest the high-quality snake gallstone in his belly, and he had to concentrate his mind and try not to be disturbed by the scary noises in the bamboo house. Even the river snake himself didn't know that this was actually useless. It is different from a great opportunity to cultivate both mind and body. It not only nourishes Qi but also refines Qi. The scene of Qi in the body is like a flood hitting a pillar in a river. It can be encountered but not expected.
Occasionally, the girl in the pink skirt would feel restless and would reach out to rub the bamboo building. Although the words written by the Confucian scholar Li Xisheng did not appear on the wall of the bamboo building, she kept them all firmly in mind. The content of the words was even The strokes and outlines were all clear. She couldn't resist the wailing of her master upstairs or the sound of banging against the wall, so she would force herself to silently read the poems and articles on the wall.
This is also practice.
Concerning snake gallstones, the more the better. It is the treasure that all dragons in the world dream of, but it also adheres to a potential rule of "one hundred million".
Wei Bo leaked the secret about this and explained the reason to the two little guys. The first high-grade snake gallstone that helped break through the realm can be replaced by the hybrid relics of the dragon family in about one year. For digestion, the fire python girl's physique is not strong, so it takes a little longer, maybe thirteen or four months. On the other hand, the child in Tsing Yi only needs more than half a year, but the second one is not so easy. It takes ten years of hard work to swallow. The third one will take a hundred years of hard work, the fourth one will take a long thousand years, and the fifth one will take ten thousand years! In fact, whether there is a fifth snake gallstone in excellent condition is of little significance. It cannot be considered as the icing on the cake. At most, it is a rare collection in the family's treasure house.
So before, the kid in Tsing Yi held three fine snake gallstones in his hand, and then turned his head and began to covet ordinary snake gallstones. There is no guarantee of breaking through, but he can accumulate cultivation over ten years and continuously consolidate the present. The thickness of the realm, eating food will increase your cultivation level, crunchy and crispy, isn't it beautiful? At that time, the little boy in Tsing Yi was only thinking about me, lying down and enjoying my life. I could rise in my realm by basking in the sun and looking at the wind, flowers, snow and moon every day. How pleasant it was!
It wasn’t until Chen Ping’an practiced boxing in the Bamboo House that the boy in green changed his mind and immersed himself in training. For the Yujiang Water Snake with one muscle and one intestine, the idea was not complicated, and he didn’t want to see him Everyone was beaten to death with one punch, let alone Chen Ping'an, a mud-legged man who didn't want to surpass his realm. How shameless would that be?
The world is big, and we, the heroes in the world, have the greatest face!
In the bamboo building, the barefoot old man crossed his arms and looked down at the young man curled up on the ground. His muscles all over his body were in pain and made the sound of popping beans. The old man had previously used twenty-eight punches to beat the drum. , hit Chen Pingan twenty-eightOn the door of the Qi Mansion, Chen Ping'an was shown in a bleak state of dying.
The old man sneered: "It's only twenty-eight punches. It's like a dead person. It's really unsightly! If you can't withstand thirty punches, these three realms are not the strongest in the world!"
Chen Ping'an, who was covered in bloody smell, didn't even bother to talk back. He relied on the breathing taught by Old Man Yang and the fire dragon-like Qi he found in his body, plus what A Liang said was The Eighteen Stops of Luck Technique "explored by countless sword immortals", and the three together, allowed him to grit his teeth and withstand the old man's twenty-eight punches.
The old man kicked out and hit Chen Ping'an in the back. Chen Ping'an hit the wall and fell heavily to the ground. The Qi Hai that had finally stabilized was in vain and made trouble again. , Chen Pingan, who was lying on the ground, seemed to be suffering from epilepsy.
The old man laughed and said: "What does it take for a pure martial artist to stand on the top of the mountains? Just rely on one breath to kill those Qi practitioners who can freely borrow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth! With this breath, if you suffer a little, you lose the ability to punch, and you still want to curl up to heal your wounds and take a breath? So the breath you Chen Ping'an has accumulated, It’s not enough!”
Little pain.
Chen Pingan, whose face was covered in blood, could not say a word to refute.
Although the old man is vicious and extremely sarcastic, a martial arts master who has had a life-and-death battle with the old man, or a mountain god who was severely injured and killed at the hands of the old man, will definitely feel It is unbelievable that the old man is not only superb in boxing skills, he is also famous for his eyes above his head.
At his peak, as the only ten-level martial artist in the East Aquarius Continent, he could travel across three continents with only his physical body and a pair of fists! Before punching, the old man didn't tell his name, and after punching, he didn't tell his identity. He came and went in a hurry. After a fight, he left. He accidentally killed someone. If his disciples and grandsons have the courage and ability, just look for him. Revenge is, if you are surrounded by ten people for hundreds of years, no matter how many magic weapons you use, he will take them all with his fists!
At that time, Sanzhou only knew this eccentric and nameless god, who rarely showed respect to his defeated opponents. Even if it was a well-matched opponent, the old man would not take it seriously, let alone more than half of it. Think about taking on a disciple.
There is a lot of mystery in this down-and-out Mangosteen House. The old man surnamed Cui can stay awake for an hour every day. Now, as he returns to the top step by step, he can keep his mind clear half of the time. The grandpa of Cui Han, the Grand Master of Great Li, has completely lost his goodwill towards the family after falling from the peak to the bottom. Because of his grandson's incident, he was heartbroken by the family's gang of stooges and grandsons, and he has no love at all. Now that he has arrived at Luopo Mountain, he stays in the bamboo house every day, and from time to time stands on the second floor and overlooks the mountains and rivers. The old man has begun to like such a pure place. It is not just that the bamboo house is his own blessed place.
Wei Bo walked outside the bamboo building and happened to hear the old man roaring, "Chen Ping'an, what's wrong with lying down! I can't stand up., get up even if you climb! ”
“Do you know that I have traveled far and wide in my life, killing countless people with my punches, and who is the only person I respect? ! ”
“It’s an eighth-level warrior whose name I have forgotten now. When this person was about to die, I stepped on his face. Before he died, the eighth-level warrior tried his best to raise his fist. , delivered the last punch in my life to this old man, even though that punch was already weaker than a child and woman, but that punch was stronger than all the tenth realm warriors in the world, even the legendary eleventh realm martial god. A punch of respect and admiration! ”
“That punch is the true will of our warriors! "
Bang, bang, bang, bursts of violent banging sounds, it is obvious that Chen Pingan, who finally got up, was beaten against the wall again and again.
"Chen Pingan , come again! This little pain is nothing. If you are a capable person, just stand up and take another punch..."
The old man was quiet for a moment, and then suddenly became angry and cursed. Many of the curse words were actually I learned it from the boy from Mu Ping Alley.
It turns out that Chen Ping'an's heartstrings were almost broken.
Chen Ping'an didn't want to admit defeat. With that tone of voice, he even used his ethereal "heart energy" unintentionally. Then after being knocked away by the old man's punch, his heart energy also dropped. It was a real thin line between life and death. This was the first time this happened after the old man taught boxing. Unexpected.
The old man who said no mercy had already knelt down and quickly covered the young man's heart with his palm. Looking down, he saw the young man's dark face twisted in pain, and there was a young man on his chest. The old man clenched his upper arm with his fist, which was purely a subconscious action.
The old man stretched out his other hand and gently held the boy's fist with cracked skin and exposed bones, showing a kind look for the first time. He chuckled and said, “Boy, that’s good. The fist moves are in the low and real place, the fist intention is in the empty place and in the high place, and the boxing technique is deep in the heart. You have reached the true martial arts. "
But at this moment, whether in a dream or in confusion, Chen Ping'an murmured curse words.
The old man was stunned, and instead of being angry, he smiled, "You bastard. ”
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The next day, Chen Ping’an took twenty-nine punches before passing out.
The first time he woke up The first thing that happened was that Chen Pingan walked to the second floor with difficulty and asked, "Will I be beaten to death by you in the next thirty punches?" "
The old man opened his eyes in the room, "No. ”
Then Chen Ping’an stood under the eaves of the second floor and began to curse. Gu Can’s mother was once known as the number one curser in the town, and she was so scolded that even Granny Ma from Xinghua Lane had to go home to learn from her experience. , after learning the lesson, he still suffered repeated defeats. As a guy who often listens to the scolding battles, Chen Ping'an is so impressed that if he really wants to start scolding, his skills will certainly be good.
After the boxing practice starts tomorrow, I definitely don’t have a chance to scold you.
I’ll scold you now.
Anyway, I shouldn’t have to suffer.After all the suffering, he had eaten enough, and the old guy couldn't beat himself to death, so what did Chen Ping'an fear?
If he didn’t scold him, Chen Ping’an would be really afraid of suffocating himself to death. If he doesn’t have great potential in his boxing practice, he would make himself angry to death first. This won’t work!
The old man didn't care at all.
In fact, this is a good thing.
Because this is precisely the important meaning of boxing practice.
The boy in Mud Bottle Alley has accumulated too many emotional impurities, just like the rubbish that Chen Ping'an swept away bit by bit at the foot of the wall, no more, no less, which does not hinder his mood, because "the eyes "Out of sight, out of mind", but once the martial arts climbs in the future and continues to climb higher, then this flaw will continue to be magnified. At the second and third realms, the old man can be beaten with various boxing techniques and supernatural powers, which can be relatively easily eliminated. If it reaches The great threshold of martial arts between six and seven, or the chasm between ninety and ninety. If you want to go back and clear it, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky.
But the old man was not a clay Bodhisattva, so he could not bear the endless curse words. He shouted angrily: "Go away, if you talk nonsense again, I will beat you to death now."
Chen Ping An left with a smile, very satisfied.
The old man laughed and cursed in a low voice in the house: "It really looks like him when he was a child."
At this point, the old man looked a little dazed.
When I was a child, was I, my grandfather, too harsh and ruthless towards Wei Yan, and was it too counterproductive?
The third sage of Confucianism once had a wise saying that has been passed down to the world, "In the beginning, human beings are inherently good. Their natures are similar, but their habits are far apart."
The old man sighed.
He had personally experienced that thrilling third-fourth battle, and the outcome was what it is now. This is because the old man is not involved deeply.
He once traveled to an unknown mountain and met an old man in a Confucian shirt. As the sun was rising, the old man was walking in circles on the top of the mountain, slowly stretching his muscles and bones, as if he were drawing circles, but with his ten From Jingwufu's perspective, it can be seen that the elderly scholar seems to be spinning in circles, but in fact, every time he draws a circle, it will expand slightly outward.
He asked out of curiosity: "Why don't you step out, sir?"
The old man in a scholar's shirt smiled and replied: "It's not okay if you break the rules."
< p>After a long conversation, he never saw the elderly scholar again.————
On the third day, before practicing boxing, the old man smiled at Chen Pingan and said: "Since we have established a firm foothold in the Three Realms, let's continue, I Build a solid foundation in martial arts in the four realms. Don’t waste your time on the long journey.”
Chen Pingan shook his head and said no, as long as Master Ruan succeeds in making the sword. Must leave immediately.
The old man continued to seduce Chen Pingan to practice boxing, "Why did I kill Sun Shujian, who was at the peak of the sixth realm, with one punch at the fifth realm? It's because of the same realm, but the difference between cloud and mud. So even the mostIt is difficult to cross the realm of martial arts to kill people. I can still easily kill Sun Shujian, who is one level above him, because his foundation is too loose. ”
“For example, when it comes to the imperial examination, among the scholars who are also qualified for the imperial examination, why are some of them the most precious scholar, Tanhua Lang, while the rest are Jinshi, and there are even those pitiful people who were born with the same status as Jinshi? The Golden Palace is a realm, but within the same realm, there are still three, six, and nine levels. "
"Chen Pingan, you have to know that there is a huge gap between the three realms of martial arts and the four realms. There is a huge dividing line between the last realm of the lower five realms and the first realm of the middle five realms. Whether I can help you lay the groundwork or not, you should know best whether you have suffered so much or not, and whether it has benefited you or not. If you can break through the four realms in one go, as long as you break the bottleneck, then the martial arts road in the four realms will be smooth sailing, wouldn't it be great? ”
Chen Pingan did not hesitate, but still shook his head.
Since Old Man Yang said that it is not suitable to stay here for a long time, he must leave the mountain and go south after getting the sword, Chen Pingan will never delay A stick of incense.
In fact, deep down in his heart, Chen Ping'an was still a little frightened about practicing boxing above the three realms. He would be deceiving himself if he said he was not afraid.
The old man nodded. Being tempted is a good thing. Sun Shujian and his ilk were not bad in talent, but countless people died on the way because of greed. So today I will make an exception to reward you, and replace the thirty punches with thirty-one punches. Don’t worry, no one will die while I’m keeping it. I’ll help you consolidate the Three Realms. You don’t have to be so grateful to me. Who makes you the gentleman..."
On the surface, the old man said it pleasantly, but his words How could Chen Ping'an not know that he was filled with murderous intent and a deep chill?
He scolded people heartily yesterday, but he will be punished today.
The result? After thirty-one punches, Chen Ping'an slept in a big medicine bucket for the first time, and then slept in darkness on the bed all night.
At dawn, Chen Ping'an walked out of the house and Wei. Wei Bo and the two little guys were sitting under the eaves.
After seeing Chen Pingan, Wei Bo sat on the bamboo chair, raised his head, clasped his hands and said happily: "Congratulations. "
Chen Pingan returned the salute with his fists and said with a wry smile: "It's hard to say enough." "
The girl in the pink skirt gave up the bamboo chair to her master. After Chen Pingan lowered his voice, Wei Bo said, "Ruan Qiong will start the furnace in the next two days. I was chatting with the little snake before. I heard that you want to If you want to buy a sword-raising gourd, then I will make my own decision and convert the Dali imperial court's original offer of a betrothal gift from a mountain top into five magic weapons. Instead, I will accept only one gourd. Chen Ping'an, if you feel that you are at a loss Yes, you can change it. Just continue to accept Da Li’s original five magic weapons. "
The girl in pink skirt and the boy in green winked together and persuaded Chen Pingan not to be fooled by lard and give up one of the five.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Of course I want that one. Raise sword gourd. ”
Wei Bo laughed heartily and said casuallyWaving his sleeves, a delicate little vermilion gourd was held in the palm of his hand in an instant.
Compared with the small silver gourd hanging from A Liang’s waist, it is slightly smaller, has a warm color and simple style, making people fall in love at first sight.
Chen Pingan's face was full of surprise. He carefully picked up the vermilion gourd with both hands, widened his eyes, and looked closely at it.
Wei Bo smiled and explained: "This sword-raising gourd can only be considered to be of average quality. It cannot be regarded as a real fairy, but it is already very rare. After all, it is in Dongbaopingzhou, so it is incomparable. Ju Luzhou is a place where sword cultivators are rampant, but even if you take Ju Luzhou, this small gourd can still make sword cultivators in the middle five realms salivate."
Wei Bo pointed at the bottom of the small gourd. , "The base is 'ginger pot', which is homophonic to the word "jianghu" that walks in the rivers and lakes. It's quite fun, and it's probably a treasured relic of a sword cultivator named Jiang that has this name engraved on it. Do you like it?"
Chen Ping'an smiled so happily that he hurriedly responded: "I like it! How could I not like it! Sword gourd!"
The girl in pink skirt covered her mouth and smiled, and the boy in green turned over He rolled his eyes and slapped his forehead.
Well, the key is to know the goods and know that raising sword gourds is extremely valuable. That’s why I feel so happy. I really can’t change my habit of being obsessed with money.
Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Can it hold wine?"
Wei Bo nodded and smiled: "Of course it is possible. It is no problem to hold more than ten kilograms of wine. It will not hinder Warm up the flying swords, but remember that you cannot warm up the flying swords that are inconsistent with your will in the sword-raising gourd, and you don’t care about the more the better, otherwise it will delay the process of raising the swords. It is best to raise two or three at the same time..."
Speaking of this, Wei Bo laughed at himself: "It would be scary enough if we could warm up two flying swords at the same time. Let's not talk about the opportunity to obtain a superior flying sword. How much financial and material resources this requires Ah."
Chen Pingan wrote it down silently.
Then with two swishes, Chu Yi, whose real name is "Xiao Fengdu", and the green "Fifteen" that Old Man Yang exchanged for Chen Pingan, flew out of Chen Pingan's two Qi Mansion one after another. , passed by in a flash, and rushed into the vermilion sword-raising gourd. The two flying swords seemed to be extremely happy, running around in it, constantly hitting the inner wall of the gourd, so that the small gourd shook slightly in Chen Pingan's hand.
Wei Bo's eyes widened and he felt that he was losing face. He shook his head helplessly and said, "Okay, just pretend I didn't say anything."
The boy in green was as angry as Yourong. He hummed and said: "You know that my master has strong financial resources, right?"
Wei Bo did not argue with this little snake and said happily: "I know, I know."
Wei Bo finally smiled and said: "By the way, there is wine in the gourd. As long as you, Chen Pingan, can drink as much as you want, feel free to drink."
After Wei Bo left, Chen Pingan sat on a bamboo chair. Over there by the cliff, I was sipping wine alone.
The girl in the pink skirt wanted to follow, but the boy in green grabbed her arm and shook her head to signal not to join in the fun.
Chen Pingan leaned back comfortably on the chair, straightened his legs, and held the temporaryHe used it as a small gourd for a wine pot, and after a few sips of wine, his cheeks felt hot, his throat felt hot, and his whole body warmed up.
Chen Pingan looked towards the distant south, full of longing.
It seems that the mountains and rivers over there are the rivers and lakes that are homophonic to the sword and gourd in the hand.
This is a life Chen Pingan never imagined.
It’s great to live well.
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For orphans in Mud Bottle Lane, after both parents die, the period from five to seven years old is the most difficult.
Sometimes when you are so hungry that your intestines are knotted, you are so hungry that you want to dig out the dirt to eat. Whenever you eat, you can see the smoke from every household near Mubo Alley, even if you are just walking in the alley. Inside, the child can smell the alluring aroma of rice, coriander and coriander. The child is wearing clothes left by his parents. He cuts them into a size and style that he can wear. He doesn’t throw away any corners, and he accumulates them piece by piece.
The first time a child ate food from someone else’s family was after the family’s financial resources were depleted and everything the family could sell was sold. A six-year-old child could not go to the mountains to collect herbs in a deep winter to earn money. Copper coins, completely deprived of livelihood, unwilling to steal, hungry and cold, like a little lonely ghost, walking in the alley, from one end to the other, until the dusk, when the smoke rises At that time, the child simply didn’t know how to survive.
Some kind-hearted people asked Xiaopingan to come to my house for dinner. The children would always smile and say no, there is still rice at home. Then he ran away quickly.
But that day, the child really had nothing. He went to Yang’s shop during the day and wanted to get credit from the old man, but the old man didn’t want to see him at all.
Then in that dusk, the child felt aggrieved and wondered whether someone would see him or say with a smile, "Xiao Ping An, come in and eat."
But that day, no one opened the door and the door was closed. There were laughter, laughter and curses inside.
The child finally returned to his yard hungry and lay on the cold bed with thin bedding, silently telling himself that if he was not hungry, he would not be hungry when he fell asleep. If he thought about his parents, he would not be hungry anymore. .