After the last fight, Cao Ci said goodbye to his master and left. The master and apprentice should have left the Sword Qi Great Wall and returned to Daduan, Middle-earth.
Before leaving, Cao Ci said to Chen Pingan: "Chen Pingan, can you help me take care of the small hut before you return to Daoxuan Mountain?"
Chen Pingan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile, "No problem."
This is Cao Ci's unique kindness.
The boy in white and the female Martial God walked farther and farther on the horse track.
The old sword fairy reminded Chen Pingan: "I am going to evacuate Xiaotiandi."
Chen Pingan nodded, indicating that he was fine.
The old swordsman casually removed the restriction on that side of the world, and the sword energy suddenly surged. Chen Ping'an's soul was shaken at the moment, and he was seriously injured. He could only use the sword furnace to stake out the sword. to contend with.
An hour later, Chen Pingan was able to move around. He and Ning Yao came to the city wall facing the south. She asked, "Are you okay?"
< p>Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "This injury is nothing."Ning Yao frowned and pointed to his heart, "I mean here."
Following the girl's green and slender fingers, Chen Pingan's eyes did not shift for a long time.
Ning Yao slapped Chen Pingan on the head.
Chen Pingan scratched his head and hurriedly made amends, "I feel even better."
A man's head and a woman's waist cannot be patted or touched. No.
But how dare Chen Pingan say such things.
Ning Yao leaned against the city wall and asked worriedly: "Is everything okay?"
In one day, Chen Pingan lost three times, and he couldn't lose. Lose again.
The first time was when Chen Pingan and Cao Ci competed in boxing and martial arts. If there was a tacit understanding between the two parties, they were very pure. However, Chen Pingan's punches seemed to be slower than Cao Ci's every time. .
It’s not that Chen Ping’an’s boxing skills are not good, on the contrary, the old man named Cui taught the Shenren Drum Style, Yunzheng Daze Style and other boxing moves, and there were many female martial arts gods watching the fight. Nod once.
On the other hand, Cao Ci seemed too relaxed and leisurely, strolling in the courtyard, anticipating the enemy's opportunities, and Chen Pingan's fists and kicks seemed to be just where he wanted to be.
Chen Pingan has never hit Cao Ci, not even a single punch.
When both Lao Jianxian and Ning Yao felt that one fight was enough, this time it was the female Martial God's turn to smile and suggest another fight, and let Chen Pingan let go and not be restricted to boxing. .
In the second game, Chen Pingan used the first and fifteenth grade of Feijian to help out, and even used several kinds of talismans.
But compared to Cao Ci's movement, it is still a little slower, no more, no less, still a slight difference.
This time, even Ning Yao felt helpless for Chen Pingan.
Just like playing chess, it is not surprising that the strong nine-dan player wins the weak nine-dan player. However, if this strong nine-dan player wins with half an eye every time, I am afraid it shows that there is a gap between the two. The gap in chess ability is not that big.
The last fight was brought up by Chen Pingan himself, and Cao Ci nodded in agreement.
In the third game, Chen Pingan began to change.
It became less like fighting with Cao Ci, and more like competing with himself, constantly forcibly changing the number of predetermined punches. Just imagine, whether it is the drum beating style of a god, or the iron cavalry Regardless of the chisel formation, it is the "magic hand" that the old man surnamed Cui has honed thousands of times. Chen Pingan's behavior seems a bit self-defeating.
So Cao Ci's punches were no longer just a hair faster than Chen Pingan's. Many times, Cao Ci was at the beginning of Chen Pingan's punches, or in the middle of the boxing frame. Chen Ping'an's boxing intention was broken, and his defeat was even worse than the previous two games.
But the three people present, even Ning Yao who was not a martial artist, finally saw the general direction of Chen Pingan's temporary change. is right.
The most important gap lies in the foundation of the four realms.
After the third game, Cao Ci gave Chen Pingan a thumbs up and only said four words, keep up the good work.
If it weren't for Cao Ci or Chen Pingan, everyone would probably think that Cao Ci was provoking, showing off his power, or looking down on the loser.
However, Cao Ci's calmness and Chen Pingan's peace of mind cannot change the fact.
Also a martial artist in the four realms, Chen Pingan is now a veritable defeated general under Cao Ci.
That’s why Ning Yao, who has a “clear heart and sharp edge”, asked this question. She was worried that Chen Pingan would lose the fourth game.
The invisible battle of state of mind.
Once the martial arts state of mind is crushed and shattered by Cao Ci, I am afraid that it will be difficult for Chen Pingan to reach the seventh realm in this life, let alone the end of martial arts.
FortunatelyChen Pingan said it was okay.
Ning Yao believes in him.
Chen Pingan is not afraid of death. She knew this when she was in Lizhu Cave. She almost died at the hands of the mountain-moving ape and almost exchanged lives with Ma Kuxuan for her.
But not being afraid of death does not mean that you are not afraid of losing.
When he was very poor, he was not afraid of wearing shoes when he was barefoot. But when Ning Yao saw a table of treasures at the Stork Inn in Hanging Mountain, he realized that Chen Pingan was already quite rich. , especially martial arts can be expected.
So Ning Yao was worried that Chen Pingan would get into trouble.
Fortunately not.
The two sat together on the south-facing city wall, side by side.
Ning Yao stacked two swords, a new one and an old one, on his knees, while Chen Pingan still carried the sword case with only a locust wood sword left on his back.
She actually thought that the name of the sword "Jiang Yao" was quite tacky, but when she thought of Chen Ping'an carrying a demon slayer on his back, she didn't care about it.
Chen Ping’an put his fists on his knees and leaned forward. Thousands of miles away, there were countless monster armies stationed in swarming ants. He listened to Ning Yao’s words every time the monster army attacked. The Great Wall of Sword Qi, this canyon will be filled with densely packed monsters, but there will also be densely packed flying swords above their heads.
When Chen Pingan and Ning Yao are together, they always talk about whatever comes to mind.
From the old swordsman Grandpa Chen, to Cao Ci and the female Martial God, and their Daduan Dynasty in the Middle-earth Divine Continent, to Longhushan Dadian, which owns one of the four great immortal swords. Master, when talking about fairy swords, it naturally involves Tao Lao Er, who is known as the true invincible, because his fairy sword is known as "the Tao is one foot high in the world", and then there is the hanging mountain under Dao Lao Er, and finally Returning to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Chen Pingan’s boxing skills.
Walking around and chatting as much as you want.
Chen Pingan has never sat in a place with such a wide view, especially in terms of mood.
It was like facing the whole world directly.
Chen Ping'an couldn't help but said: "The first time I practiced boxing was to survive. When I didn't have to worry about my life span, I started to think about why I practiced boxing. , for the first time I felt that my punches must be faster, faster than anyone else's. Later, I felt that my punches were not necessarily the strongest, but they must be the most reasonable, so I read books and asked people for advice. Knowledge, learn how to behave from others, and let people around me tell me when I do something wrong."
Chen Pingan took off the wine gourd and took a sip of wine, feeling a little helpless.Naidao said: "When I reason with people, in the final analysis, I want the other person to reason with me. It's not because I think my reasons must be right. It's a pity that after this journey, many people are not even willing to speak truth. ”
“Official uniforms, surnames, money in pockets, and cultivation levels in various realms. They probably are very worry-free and think that these are enough to make the truth clear. ”
Chen Pingan suddenly thought of Jianxiu Zuo, a man with excellent swordsmanship and invincibility in the world.
It seems that Mr. Qi’s senior fellow swordsman is also very unreasonable.
But there is a world of difference between the two. One is taking the initiative to do evil, and the other is not offending others unless they offend me. If someone offends me, then he is unlucky.
So he chose to stay away from the world.
And he said something, which roughly meant that all people who practice Taoism are no longer... human beings, they are aliens.
Beyond the literal meaning, Chen Ping'an didn't understand the deeper meaning, but felt that it was a very heavy sentence.
Chen Pingan turned to Ning Yao and smiled: "Of course, if my boxing skills and future sword skills can be the fastest and faster! That would be the best!
After Chen Pingan handed the sword gourd to Ning Yao, he stood up and began to punch slowly, matching the eighteen stops taught by A Liang.
A Liang once. As I said, his Eighteen Stops are different.
Ning Yao frowned and said: "Chen Ping'an, you have to practice so many punches every day, and you still have to think about so many messy things? ! "
"Just think about it. ”
Chen Ping’an was smiling all over his face, punching freely and leisurely, but not lazy, but natural.
Ning Yao turned around to look Chen Ping'an, who was wearing the true meaning of boxing like flowing water, asked: "Then have you ever thought that thinking so much will slow down your martial arts practice. That Cao Ci would definitely not think so much. "
Chen Pingan kept practicing and said with a smile: "He is a genius, and he must be the most amazing genius. I am not. I have to think more about every step. Yes, I am an ordinary person, but you would also say that I am a mud-legged person, so I must first be "good" at every step, and then be right, very right, and most right. I can't be in a hurry. In the past, when I was drawing and firing porcelain, I would sit for an entire afternoon. Only by making no mistakes can I produce a good embryo. It's a very simple principle. "
Chen Ping'an added habitually, "right? "
Ning Yao asked: "Simple? ”
Chen PinganA little puzzled, "Isn't it simple?"
Ning Yao drank the wine in Yang Jian Huli and answered the question, "Simple is good."
Chen Ping'an's punches no longer follow the Shanshan Boxing manual or the boxing style taught by the old man surnamed Cui, but he improvises and follows the punches without any worries.
One pause, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
Chen Pingan was completely immersed in it.
My destiny is broken, and my bridge of immortality is broken.
I once practiced boxing just to hang myself, and then I finally came here and found you.
I, Chen Pingan, feel that I am great!
Chen Pingan punched faster and faster, so that the breeze blew between his sleeves and made a hunting sound.
Sitting on the golden arch bridge in the sea of clouds, the fairy sister said that I must not let down Mr. Qi’s hope, because she chose me first because she chose to believe in him. Mr. Qi was willing to go with him and bet on the one-in-a-million hope.
Having this oneness and me being this oneness is enough!
On the top of the city, Chen Pingan's boxing suddenly changed from fast to slow, without any abruptness.
Moving his steps laterally, he kept punching the wild world. In an instant, he went from the slowest to the fastest, roaring into the wind.
The old man surnamed Cui once said boldly that he would teach the warriors in the world to feel that the sky is above them when they see me punch!
Chen Pingan seemed to be answering a question in his mind. While punching, he laughed loudly and said: "Okay!"
Ning Yao opened his mouth slightly.
Is this still Chen Pingan?
Ning Yao was a little sentimental for the first time. After taking a sip of the wine full of sadness, he stretched out a palm and complained: "Chen Pingan, I can't beat you with one hand now." "
Chen Pingan stopped punching, squatted down, and said with a smile: "If you hit me, I won't fight back."
Ning Yao rolled his eyes and said: "Are you still a man? If this spreads out, whether it is on the Great Wall of Sword Qi or in the vast world, people will laugh to death."
Chen Ping An's eyes were firm, "If you are bullied one day, no matter what level of martial arts I am at that time, my punch will be the fastest!"
Ning Yao pointed. South of the city, "Aren't you afraid of even the peak monster of the Thirteenth Realm?"
Chen PingAnn nodded.
Ning Yao pointed behind him, "Aren't you afraid of all the Confucian Temple saints in the world?"
Chen Ping'an still nodded.
Ning Yao pointed to the top of his head, "Aren't you afraid of Taoist Buddha?"
After Chen Pingan nodded, he said softly: "Ning Yao, don't die. On the battlefield."
Ning Yao turned his head and no longer looked at Chen Ping'an. He embraced the sword gourd and looked at the ten thousand-year battlefield at his feet. He nodded with firm eyes, "I I can’t guarantee that I won’t die, but I will definitely try to survive.”
Ning Yao suddenly laughed, “Chen Ping’an, then you should quickly become the best swordsman in the world!”
Chen Pingan scratched his head and said: "I can't guarantee it, but I will try my best!"
Chen Pingan came to sit next to Ning Yao.
Shoulder to shoulder.
Ning Yao was a little shy, so he bumped lightly, as if he wanted to knock him away. Chen Pingan leaned back again and again.
Chen Pingan's shoulders were shaking like this.
The last two people looked south quietly.
Carrying the hopes of Mr. Qi and the fairy sister on one shoulder.
Carrying the expectations of the beloved girl on one shoulder.
Although it is not the willows and the grass and the orioles flying, it is not the spring and the green mountains and green waters.
But Chen Pingan feels that this is very good and cannot be better.
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The master and apprentice of Pei Cup and Cao Ci walked slowly on the top of the city. Cao Ci looked back at the direction of the hut and said with a serious expression: "Although his background in the third realm is far from mine before, It's still relatively big. But I think Chen Ping'an has hope of following me."
Valkyrie said with a smile: "This is a very high praise."
Cao Ci asked: "Master, what do you think?"
She shook her head gently, "What I think is meaningless. It depends on what you and Chen Ping'an do in the future. How they go, how fast they advance, the strength of each level, and ultimately the level of martial arts. Of course, who can live longer is very important."
Cao Ci Diandian. He raised his head and asked: "Master, if there is no big accident, how long can you probably live?"
As for this matter of life and death, she spoke calmly, "Ordinary ten-level warriors can live to be around three hundred years old if they consume as little energy as possible and avoid life-and-death battles where diseases are difficult to eradicate. I Probably two hundred years more. But with the extra two hundred years, more things can be done."
Cao Ci sighed: "In the end, Qi practitioners will live longer."
Pei Bei was noncommittal and asked, "Do you have any other thoughts about Chen Pingan?"
Cao Ci shook his head, "No. "
Pei Bei warned: "Before reaching the seventh realm, you can leave the Daduan Dynasty, but you are absolutely not allowed to go to other continents."
"Got it."
Cao Ci still didn't care. With his martial arts, the only real opponent was himself.
The tall Valkyrie from the Middle-earth Divine Continent couldn't help laughing, and reached out to rub Cao Ci's head.
Cao Ci said helplessly: "Master, don't always treat me like a child."
Before Pei Bei walked down the city, he looked back Over at the hut, she quickly looked away and smiled.
It would be very sad to think about a pure martial artist who lived in the same era as Cao Ci.
Those who respect and admire him are so high that they can only look up at them all their lives.
Those who envy and envy him are beyond his reach. Those who hate him are heart-wrenching.
Pei Bei is looking forward to his disciple’s final peak.
After all, Wu has no second place!
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Chen Pingan has been on the top of the city for nearly ten days , Ning Yao came and left that day, saying that an important guest came to the house and she needed to show up.
Chen Ping'an continued to walk along the city wall. After walking for more than ten miles, he found a little girl wearing a loose black robe standing in front of her, with a playful braid. Taking a nap? She was swaying, as if she was about to fall off the city wall in the next moment. Chen Pingan was frightened when he saw her, and he couldn't help but help the reckless little girl. Only two long trips made Chen Pingan mature a lot. In Caiyi Country, in Daoxuan Mountain, and in this Sword Qi Great Wall, the three are worlds apart.
So Chen Pingan just said hello, pretending to be asking, and using the Jianqi Great Wall dialect that Ning Yao taught him, he spoke lamely and asked: "Do you know what's going on in the hut?" Who is the old man?"
The little girl ignored Chen Ping'an and continued to swing on the top of the city.
Chen Pingan stopped at a distance that he thought was reasonable and took a look at her. There were snot bubbles hanging on her young face, and she was indeed sleeping.
What a big heart.
Chen Pingan felt that he was probably a genius swordsman.
In an instant, an unsteady girl with horn braids fell straight down to the city.
Chen Pingan subconsciously took a step forward and grabbed the little girl's ankle.
But a palm pressed down on Chen Pingan's shoulder, unable to move. He turned around and saw a kind-hearted white-haired old man standing on his left, with a slender figure and a unique bun. With a white jade hairpin, the old man smiled at Chen Pingan and said: "Little guy, judging from your accent, you are a foreigner, right? Kindness is a good thing, but on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, you must remember one thing: don't cause trouble for others, let alone yourself. Trouble."
The old man pointed in the direction where the little girl "fell off the cliff" and said, "This Lord Yin Guan doesn't need your rescue. She is the one who belongs to our Sword Qi Great Wall. , the sword cultivator who kills the most monsters in the five realms. When it comes to the person the monsters hate the most, Master Yin Guan can definitely be ranked among the top three. If you touch a piece of her clothes, you will probably die, unless you are the boss of the sword. Xian is willing to fight with Mr. Yin Guan."
Chen Pingan clasped his fists in thanks.
The old man smiled and said: "My surname is Qi. If you don't mind, you can call me Grandpa Qi or Senior Qi. There is something strange in the south today. I happened to be patrolling the city with my friends. Head, I guess Mr. Yin Guan is also interested, and is eager for the other party to launch an offensive."
The old man remembered something and suddenly added: "It's better not to call me Grandpa Qi, just Senior Qi. Otherwise, it will feel like you are taking advantage of the boss Sword Immortal, which is unacceptable."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a dull sound under the city wall under their feet.
It was probably the shock caused by the braided Yinguan-sama falling to the ground.
The old man reminded with a smile: "Although the boss Sword Immortal is helping to keep an eye on it, and Lord Yin Guan is also here, you still have to be careful. The law of war is unpredictable, and the demon clan can't tell when. The next round of offensive is about to begin. Okay, you can continue your work." The old man stepped out and appeared on the top of the city ten feet away, just like a dragonfly. The old man's figure disappeared in an instant.
Chen Pingan jumped off the city wall and turned back to the hut.
The old man’s surname is Qi.
Lord Yin Guan who killed countless demon clans in the fifth realm.
Chen Pingan heard bursts of unspeakable sounds on the southern land. It was not the kind of discomfort that pierced the eardrums, but the kind that was quiet but disgusting. Chen Pingan hurriedly walked to the wall and raised his eyes.
Then in the endless canyon outside the city, something appeared... In Chen Pingan's view, standing on the top of the city and looking at that thing was like a person looking down not far away An earthworm in the mud.
Chen Pingan can completely imagine that the true size of that earthworm must be extremely terrifying.
Then Chen Ping'an saw at the top of the city, in the direction of the fall of Lord Yin Guan, a huge ball of snow-white light exploded, rolling towards the big demon like a bead.
After that, dust flew up and down in the canyon.
After about a stick of incense, the "little girl" in black robe with braids returned to the top of the city. Not far from Chen Pingan, she stood on the top of the city and opened her mouth wide. , stretched out two fingers to shake a tooth, and in the end seemed reluctant to pull it out, and just spat out a mouthful of blood on the horse walking path. She was a little angry and walked struttingly on the top of the city. The horse walking path at the top of the city was shaken by her step. .
The old swordsman who was guarding the city at the top of the city came to Chen Pingan unknowingly and explained with a smile: "For her, if she doesn't kill the opponent, she loses. So she was quite annoyed. No one should care about her at this time, otherwise it would be very troublesome. In the past, A Liang was willing to nag her and like to add fuel to the fire and add insult to injury, but now A Liang can withstand her beating. , I guess she is a little bored. In fact, the unlucky big demon on the other side just came to show his face."
Old Jianxian walked towards the hut with Chen Ping'an, suddenly. Said: "For some reasons, you are an exception, so I will chat with you more."
Chen Pingan nodded and said nothing.
As night fell that day, Chen Ping'an left the small thatched hut built by Cao Ci and sat on the north wall to drink, looking at the bright lights of the huge city.
Looking in the direction of Ning Yao’s house.
As a result, someone tapped him on his left shoulder. Looking to his left, Ning Yao was already sitting on his right.
This time she walked to the top of the city, brought some food, and placed it at the hut. A jar of wine was brought over. Chen Pingan handed it over to raise the sword gourd. Ning Yao helped Then pour the wine into the sword-raising gourd.
After the wine jar was empty, Ning Yao threw it outside the city. There was no sound when it fell to the ground. After all, the small wine jar was not the Yinguan Lord from before. .
Ning Yao drankHe drank wine and started to feel dazed.
Chen Pingan stayed with her in a daze.
Ning Yao said softly: "Whether it is reasonable or not, actually has nothing to do with whether a person lives well or not."
Ning Yaoshen He raised his arm and pointed at the city, "Over there, some people are very qualified, so as long as they kill innocent people within the rules, no one can do anything to them. On the battlefield south of the city, such people are still famous. The great hero, with his sword soaring into the sky, cuts through the monster army with his invincible appearance. Even those who hate him have to admit that it would be a big difference without him. ”
Ning Yao shook the jug, "I have traveled to many places in the world and met all kinds of people. Some people just got a good pregnancy and lived a lifetime of prosperity and wealth, with no worries about food and clothing. They just complained and complained about the boring life every day. It's too hard for me."
She returned the sword gourd to Chen Ping'an and asked: "It's a waste of time, isn't it?"
Chen Pingan thought for a while, "It's okay. Everyone has their own reasons for how other people live. If it doesn't suit us, it may not be wrong. As long as you don't like to be reasonable, you will definitely live a bad life. I think It's all fine."
Ning Yao said angrily: "Unfortunately, life is really not going well."
"Huh? ”
Chen Pingan began to think carefully about this issue.
Ning Yao turned his head, looked at Chen Ping'an who was thinking carefully, and couldn't help but laugh: "I just made this nonsense, are you really falling into it?"
Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine, "Are you worried?"
Ning Yao nodded, "Someone wants to buy my Dragon Slaying Platform, but I don't want to sell it. He paid a huge price, talked about truth and justice, talked about worldly friendship, and talked about everything, which made me a little annoyed."
Chen Pingan didn't say any words of comfort, but just held it gently. He grabbed one of Ning Yao's hands.
Ning Yao laughed for no reason, "But as long as I think of the miserable days when you were a child, hungry, crying secretly in Mud Bottle Lane with snot and tears, I I feel that in fact, these are nothing."
Chen Pingan looked into the distance with a smile, the breeze was blowing on his face, no longer as it was at first, just like the breeze in the mountains and forests of his hometown. That's all, he said softly: "That's it."
There was no words all night, and finally Ning Yao leaned on Chen Pingan's shoulder and slept soundly until dawn.
Chen Pingan remained motionless and kept vigil quietly.
He once saw a very touching poem. </p>
It was carved on a clay statue in the Immortal Tomb in my hometown. I don’t know who carved it.
Chen Pingan hopes that anyone can do it, as long as he is not Ma Kuxuan from Xinghua Lane.
"Since childhood, I have been alone, taking care of the stars of the past."