Chapter 585 Please drink with me, Chen Pingan

Ning Yao saw Chen Ping'an returning from the city. He didn't say anything. The old woman was heartbroken again. She caught Nalan walking at night and cursed him.

Nalan doesn’t talk back when he goes to the night, he has to accept his fate.

It is rare for a dignified swordsman to be so wronged.

The old man went to drink alone.

Chen Ping'an is familiar with applying medicine to recuperate injuries, and Grandma Bai has already given him the key to the treasure house of Ning Mansion's alchemy room.

On the way there, Chen Ping'an told Ning Yao and Aunt Bai about the assassination of Guo Zhujiu, and told them all the causes and consequences.

The old woman muttered, these shady people like to bully children, they really will die badly.

Ning Yao is not too concerned. The little girl is fine. Ning Yao doesn't want to think too much about the rest. Anyway, Chen Pingan likes to think about things, and those who can do more work.

With Ning Yao following his future uncle, Bai Lianshuang did not get involved and found an opportunity to scold the old dog Nalan again. Earlier, the young lady and uncle were present, so she did not enjoy the scolding.

Chen Pingan is familiar with the world, his arms are bloody and fleshy, and most of the bones in his hands are exposed. He is still unaware that he has chosen three porcelain bottles and has to apply various colored plasters on himself. The three colors are arranged in different order. , when bandaging the wound, he was still in the mood to joke with himself, "According to the porcelain fired in our dragon kiln, this is called three-color glaze. It is not a precious glaze color. The emperors of the Great Li Dynasty in the past dynasties rarely used it for royal use. Most of them were made of glaze. To reward the meritorious officials, before the late Emperor Dali, the old emperor was fond of a kind of underglaze blue and white with small doucai and gold tracing. Only then could it be called a beautiful thing. The process was complicated and extremely difficult to make. It was just a bit gaudy. Complete utensils. None of us have had the chance to see it. I have only seen the defective fragments in Lao Porcelain Mountain. They are indeed very fancy, and the craftsmanship is so complicated that only the young old man Yao can do it."

At first, Chen Pingan was afraid that Ning Yao would be annoyed by these trivial details, but he never thought that Ning Yao would listen very attentively, so Chen Pingan told more interesting things about his life in Long Kiln.

"When I was an apprentice, Liu Xianyang often took me to Lao Porcelain Mountain. When he got there, he would feel like he was at his own home, picking and choosing, including all the treasures, old and new porcelain from all dynasties. The predecessor was No matter what kind of utensils and what kind of taste it should be, it is almost the same as if he made it by himself. Under the premise that everyone is not a Qi practitioner, making porcelain does require talent. After becoming a Taoist, look at the world of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. , naturally it has changed. At first glance, there are too many flaws and countless mistakes, and it cannot stand up to careful scrutiny. It is like a "becoming a guest on the mountain, I realize the big dream first, and only think about the ordinary""

" Song Jixin's father was much more simple and elegant. Our kiln at the entrance was dedicated to firing large vessels for the imperial court. In private, we apprentices took many of the characteristics of those royal vessels and took the backs of loach, roots of lamp grass, Mao'erxu's statement made me wonder whether the richest emperor in the world knew what he was talking about. I heard that the young emperor's preference has turned to glamor again, but compared to his grandfather, he is still very restrained. ”

Ning Yao smiled and said: “How can you remember so many things? I willCan't remember. ”

Chen Ping’an said: “Why do you turn around and curse?” "

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

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

Ning Yao bent his fingers and flicked one of Chen Ping'an's arms, "You asked for it.

Chen Ping'an put his hands in his sleeves and quickly turned around to hide, "Ordinary women would have cried till they cried when they saw such a tragic situation. You, on the other hand, will make matters worse." "

Ning Yao stopped and said, "Oh? Have I made you feel wronged? "

Chen Pingan looked calm, put his feet together, jumped forward, shook his head, and said to himself: "How can the Ning Yao I like be an ordinary woman. ”

Ning Yao kicked Chen Pingan in front.

Chen Pingan was kicked on the buttocks and fell forward, nodding to the ground and turning upside down. He stood calmly and turned his head with a smile, "Do you want to learn from me, the pillar of heaven and earth? "

Ning Yao walked forward slowly, too lazy to pay attention to him.

Chen Pingan stood there, waiting for Ning Yao to be side by side with him before continuing to walk, and asked softly: "What are you doing? The previous group of geniuses, the handful of innate sword embryos who were roughly between fifty and a hundred years old, were very strong? I have only seen one of them, Wang Zongping, Nascent Soul Bottleneck Sword Cultivator, at Diezhang Liquor Shop, but I have never seen the others. "

Ning Yao did not answer the question in a hurry, but asked: "Our generation of sword cultivators is full of geniuses. It is a great year that has not been seen in thousands of years. You have heard of this a long time ago, about thirty years ago. Man, after two wars, do you know how many are left? "

Chen Pingan said: "Including Guo Zhujiu and the six people who went to the top of the city but never went down to the south, there are thirty-two people. Now there are a total of twenty-four people alive and eight people died in the battle. Half of the people died in the chaos. Among them, Zhang Rong, who was extremely qualified, was assassinated by a Jade Pu Realm demon in a sneak attack. The swordsman guarding Zhang Rong failed to save him and died together in the battle. "

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

Just looking at the pitiful Chen Ping'an, Ning Yao continued: "I have to practice, let's talk about it later. "

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

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

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

Ning Yao did not turn around and said: "Drink less. ”

Chen Pingan promised, but actually he didn’t want to drink that much just now, but suddenly he wanted to drink more.

When he arrived at the house where Nalan was walking at night, the old man sighed. , it’s not that drinking doesn’t relieve the worries, but that the old lady scolded her so much as she left.

Nalan Yexing asked with a smile: “Drink some? ”

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded, and the old man poured a bowl of wine without daring to fill it up., after all, the future uncle is still injured, and he is afraid that the old lady will have a reason to curse again.

Chen Ping'an's arms were bandaged like rice dumplings. In fact, it was difficult to move. However, he was a monk in the fifth realm and had learned the magic. With a slight movement of his mind, he controlled the wine in the bowl and pulled the white bowl to In front of him, like Chen Sanqiu, he lowered his head and bit the white bowl, lifted it slightly, tilted the bowl slightly, and drank a sip of wine.

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

Chen Pingan complained: "Grandpa Nalan, why is it not the Zhuhai Dongtian wine from his own wine shop?"

Nalan Yexing smiled and said: "They are all left over from Ning this year Fu Kuzang, at the beginning of every year, you, Aunt Bai, will give you a certain number of drinks. It is almost the end of the year, and there are not many bottles left at home. Next year, you will go to help your business. Needless to say, our Aunt Bai I will buy a lot and keep them."

Chen Pingan said: "Grandpa Nalan is a little curious, why is my sword energy stopped at 18 and making progress so slowly?"

Nalan Yexing nodded and said: "Logically speaking, it shouldn't be so slow. But Mr. Chen won't tell me, so I can't ask more questions."

Chen Pingan explained: "One of the sword energy paths is Guan Pass Qi Mansion, just like the wine on the table, once had something from the past."

Nalan Yexing said curiously: "But the relics of a certain sword immortal, the flying sword of another person's life, have been put away temporarily by the young master. ?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It's a wisp of sword energy"

Nalan Yexing said in surprise: "A ray of sword energy?"

Chen Ping An smiled brightly and said: "It's a 'tiny, tiny' wisp of sword energy. No matter how much it is, it's not appropriate to say more."

Leave and right have said that with Nalan Yexing by his side, he can speak freely.

Even if the swordsmen in the city use their magical powers to control mountains and rivers to spy on Ning Mansion, they will deliberately avoid Nalan Yexing, a former immortal.

Nalan Yexing was shocked, but he didn’t ask any more questions. He raised the wine bowl and said, “Stop talking, let’s drink.”

Chen Ping’an was not so nice on Nalan Yexing’s side. Be polite, drink in an indecent manner, and feel no burden.

Of course it doesn’t matter if Nalan travels at night. My uncle is always pleasing to the eye no matter how I look at him. He has good boxing skills, is not slow in learning the sword, has thoughtful ideas, and is handsome. The most important thing is that he has also read books. This is a rare thing in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. He and his own lady are a match made in heaven. No wonder Bai Lianshuang's old aunt always protects him.

When the old man and the young man were drinking wine.

Ning Yao also sat with Aunt Bai, talking quietly.

The old woman saw the young lady and asked with a smile: "My uncle and his senior brother are practicing swordsmanship. It is a good thing to suffer a little more. Don't feel too bad about it. But not everyone can teach you swordsmanship with all your heart. These Years ago, I heard a lot about the clever guy who tried to get close to the Great Sword Immortal. He was so arrogant that he never paid attention to him. I think he really didn’t recognize our uncle’s identity as a disciple of the Literary Sage. , but I am willing to do this because I really recognize a junior brother.”

Ning Yao shook his head and lay on the table, "That's not it."

The old woman smiled and said nothing.

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

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

Ning Yao shook his head and said: "It's not that I don't like him."

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

Ning Yao still shook his head, "I'm not worried."

The old woman finally couldn't help laughing, "Do you feel that he has become too much, and at the same time, you feel like you are standing still, for fear that one day, he will walk in front of you, not that you are afraid that his realm will rise or something, Are you worried that the two of you will have more and more nothing to talk about?"

Ning Yao got it right, and lay down again, dazed, and then said in a low voice: "I haven't liked talking since I was a child. , that guy is a chatterbox, and I don’t know how to answer a lot of his words. Will there come a time when he feels that I am boring? Of course he will like me, but he will not like to talk. "

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

Ning Yao said angrily: "He is so smart. , I like to think about everything there every day, how can I not think of it?"

The old woman joked: "It's a good thing that I didn't say anything, otherwise my uncle would have been wronged to death. He is not a god who knows everything before he knows what to do."

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

The old woman is not in a hurry.

Because of these little sorrows.

Probably only when you really like someone.

It is night.

On the top of the city, after midnight, Wei Jin stood on the left and right, drinking a pot of Qingshenshan wine that he finally bought. The shop only sold one pot every day. If he bought it, it meant today Other sword cultivators have no share.

Wei Jin asked with a smile: "Before Chen Pingan practiced swordsmanship, did you say that I cheated him?"

He shook his head left and right and said: "It's just asking for a beating in vain, my little junior brother, You can't do it."

Wei Jin said helplessly: "Are you so smart?"

Sir, he said with a smile, "You once had a sword, and I am here." The sword in Jiaolonggou had a great impact on Chen Ping'an."

Wei Jin was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "In the early years, when I was with a wedding ghost, I followed the agreement with Senior A Liang. The sword was earlier than the person, and I met Chen Ping'an when he was a boy."

The left and right were silent for a moment, "Do you feel that if you are trapped by love and muddled, it will be difficult for the sword to be pure, and it will be difficult for the person to reach the top of the mountain?"

Wei Jin nodded and said: "I do have this worry, and it is actually the case."

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

Zuo Zuo said: "When practicing swordsmanship, what is the most important thing?"

Wei Jin shook his head and said: "Many of the answers in my mind are definitely not what the seniors thought. "

Raise one hand to the left and right

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, and make a sword-holding posture, "It is a human holding the sword, so no matter how high the swordsmanship is, , No matter how great the sword is, it is nothing to my sword cultivator. Let you hold the five legendary swords in your hands. No matter what your current level is, whether you are a swordsman or not, you are the one holding the sword. "

He put away his hands, turned around and said: "If you just like a woman and can't draw a sword, what kind of swordsman is she? You, Wei Jin, only have Yu Pu because of your good swordsmanship. For a long time, your natural talent alone has prevented you from reaching high places. I dare to say that if you don't break your heart for a long time, your final achievements will be mediocre. Don’t talk to me anymore.

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

He shook his head left and right and said, "It's hopeless. "

Wei Jin asked tentatively: "Then from now on, the juniors will no longer be able to chat with the seniors? "

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

Wei and Jin laughed heartily and drank freely. They were about to ask a question. It is a fact known to the world that the four kingdoms of the world have four immortal swords in total. Why do they say five?

The Taoist Master of Qing Ming World owns an immortal sword. The Great Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain in the Middle Earth Divine Continent also owns one, and the most proud scholar in the world also owns one. In addition, it is said that the Sword-Suppressing Tower, one of the nine majestic towers in the world, suppresses the last one. The four worlds are so vast that there are still not many immortal soldiers, but there are also many, but they are the only ones worthy of the "immortal sword." "There are only four swords that speak the law in thousands of years, and there will never be any more.

But before Wei Jin could finish drinking and ask this question again, he left the city.

Because the boss Sword Immortal is here.

Wei Jin left the city and said goodbye.

Chen Qingdu stood by the wall. I'm surprised that I have such a junior brother? ”

The left and right nodded, but did not speak.

The young man Zhao Gaoshu learned the sword energy at the eighteenth stop.

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

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

He was young and cautious. At this level, everyone would be a little surprised.

The old man did not take it seriously as the sword fairy nodded his head but said nothing. If he could not tolerate this arrogance, the city to the north would In addition to the many sword immortals in the city, how many people can be left alive under his Chen Qingdu sword?

It is not surprising that Chen Qing knew about this.

On the top of the city at the feet of both sides, Chen Qingdu could be said to be unrivaled in the world, probably only inferior to the sage master in the Confucian Temple, Taoist ancestors sitting in Baiyujing, and Buddha sitting on the lotus platform.

This is also the most helpless place for everyone.

But at the same time, this is what everyone admires most about this old man.

After thousands of years of siege in the wild world, why is the Great Wall of Sword Qi still standing?

All the great demons in the wild world know very well that as long as Chen Qingdu does not die for a day, even if the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi is gone, he will still be unable to go to Daoxuan Mountain or Haoran World.

Only Chen Qingdu can suppress the Jieao Jianxiu on the north side of the Sword Qi Great Wall for ten thousand years.

Only this old man can say to Yin Guan, "I will tolerate you because you are young."

Chen Qingdu said: "When the big and small troubles in the city are over, you let Chen Ping'an come and live in the thatched house. You must concentrate on practicing swordsmanship. When will you become a veritable swordsman?" I left the city and went to help him propose marriage, otherwise I wouldn’t have the nerve to say this. A boss swordsman can’t afford a store of drinks and an elementary school.”

Said: "It depends on what he wants. If you don't go to Yao's house then, I will."

Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "This is very unkind. Whether it is your husband here, or you Junior brother here would not speak like that."

You frowned and said, "You are also staring at the kid in the back alley over there at the liquor store? Chen Qing doesn't care about so many things, but he cares about this? "

"Otherwise?"

Chen Qingdu asked: "My swordsmanship is better than yours, my swordsmanship is better than yours, my swordsmanship is better than yours, and my knowledge is better than yours. You are all interested in me, why can’t I look at you a few more times?”

The people on the left and right said expressionlessly: “I’ve tolerated you twice.”

Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "The strongest point of sword energy is that it is not as good as human beings, so just bear with it."

The left and right people sneered: "Three times."

Chen Qingdu asked: "You know why I am willing Take a look at the literacy teacher over there in the back alley?"

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

Chen Qingdu nodded and looked at the lights of the city to the north. The lights of the wealthy mansions were bright as daylight. The alley was dark, and the land bordering the two places was dotted with stars.

"Life or death, it's easy to say. After all, there are so many selfish motives that it's hard for people to really feel."

Chen Qingdu looked lonely, "I always hope that someone will go there by himself." Do it, think about it yourself, feel it yourself. Knowing the causes and consequences, all the historical origins, and knowing the price paid by yourself and your ancestors, you can still let a living swordsman, even if he has resentment, grievance, and anger, Still drawing his sword, both man and sword went south and died.Then he will die. "

The old man stretched out a palm and slowly raised it, "The light in the world starts with one, then two, two, three, and three make a bright star." "

He shook his head left and right and said: "It's too late, I lost.

Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "Sir, you are not as good as your junior brother. You know that although it is of no use, it is difficult to change the predetermined outcome, but you still do it patiently." "

Everyone was silent.

Chen Qingdu smiled and asked, "Four times?" "

The left and right said: "No.

Chen Qingdu nodded and said: "Then I won't hit you, to save you some face and avoid the discomfort of teaching swordsmanship to my junior brother in the future." "

The left and right person said: "There are four times now. "

Chen Qingdu clasped his hands behind his back and left, leaving only one sentence, "Rather than chatting with you, I still like to listen to Chen Pingan talk. ”

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In the night, Chen Pingan walked to the Dragon Slaying Platform. Ning Yao was still practicing, so Chen Pingan walked to the martial arts field, just for a walk. Walking in a circle, when it was about to be completed, his steps shifted slightly, and then he drew a larger circle.

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

Ning Yao has long since learned Nalan Yexing’s stealth skills.

What Ning Yao has refined over the years is not the extremely high-grade innate natal flying weapon. Sword, but there are other things.

But even if Ning Yao just uses his natal flying sword, it is enough for her to kill Pang Yuanji, Qi Shou and others

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

When Chen Pingan was about to put his hand on the back of her hand, he quietly said it. He retracted his hand, then raised his hand with a smile and fanned the breeze.

The two walked up to the pavilion and sat cross-legged next to Ning Yao.

She learned these things on the spur of the moment and asked Aunt Bai.

Chen Pingan asked directly: "Will Su Yong be interested in the entire Sword Qi Great Wall? Feeling resentful? "

Ning Yao thought for a while, shook his head and said: "Probably not. In the first few years after A Liang left the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Su Yong was often followed by him whether he was drinking or sitting in the bank.

Chen Pingan nodded, "Only Wang Wei is already a sword immortal. In his early years, when he was practicing Jindan sword, he became the lowest worshiper of the Qi family. Twenty years ago, After successfully reaching the upper five realms, he opened his own mansion and married a woman with a noble surname as his Taoist companion. This can be regarded as a complete life. I was listening to people chatting at the wine shop. It seemed that Wang Wei was a latecomer and could become a swordsman, which was quite unexpected. "

Ning Yao said: "Wang Wei is indeed not very eye-catching. He is about ninety years old and has reached the upper five realms. It is certainly rare in the vast world, but in our case, Wang Wei has survived as a Jade Pu Realm Sword Cultivator naturally became the leader among more than ten people in the early years, so it is easy to be compared. Compared with the earlier generation, Wang Wei is really too average. If compared with our generation, otherwise Pang Yuanji, Qi Shou and Gao Yehou didn't look down on Wang Wei, who liked to bow his head even after becoming a swordsman. Even Fatty Sanqiu Yan and the others didn't look down on him either. "

Ning Yao said softly: "It's just that in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, no matter what level of sword cultivator you are, staying alive is your greatest skill. It doesn't matter if he's dead, whether he's a genius or a swordsman. Even if we, the young sword cultivators, were drinking today, we would laugh at Zhao Yong's downfall and Wang Wei's lack of swordsmanship. Maybe after the next war, when Wang Wei drinks with his friends and talks about some young people, he will be talking about old friends. "

Arrived at the Dragon-Zhanting Pavilion, Ning Yao suddenly asked: "Give me a jug of wine. "

Chen Pingan took out his sleeve and handed over a pot of Zhuhai Dongtian wine from his own wine shop. Ning Yao drank the wine and said, "Grandpa Xiao Dong, that is the real genius. Dongfu Realm Shangcheng At the head of the city at the sea-viewing realm, in the Longmen realm, he had killed dozens of monsters from the same realm and three golden elixir monsters. He was nicknamed a sword madman. Later, he left the Sword Qi Great Wall alone and went to the wild world to sharpen his sword power. He came back. At that time, he was already a sword cultivator in the fifth realm. After that, he fought many battles and killed countless demons. At that time, Grandpa Xiao Dong was known as the young man who had the most hope of becoming an ascended realm swordsman. ”

Dong Guanpu colluded with the big demon. After the incident was revealed, the crowd was furious. Before Lord Yin Guan could take action, he was killed by the boss swordsman Chen Qingdu with a single sword.

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

Ning Yao was drinking, "Not long after Grandpa Xiaodong died, there was a saying that I was in the mirage. The assassination was planned by Grandpa Xiao Dong himself."

Ning Yao smiled and said, "I don't believe it. It's just that some people are chewing their tongues, and I can't stop them. ”

Chen Pingan asked: “If you don’t talk about the truth, will you be sad after hearing these words?” "

Ning Yao shook his head and said: "There is nothing to be sad about. "

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "That's it

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Okay, otherwise in addition to going to the city to practice swordsmanship in the near future, I won’t go out anymore. "

Ning Yao asked doubtfully: "Besides the assassination of that girl in Luduan, is there anything else going on? "

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Definitely. Someone plans to test my quality and isolate Ning Mansion as much as possible. After all, I still want to distract you as much as possible and delay your breakthrough. There was no chance before. After the Mirage incident and the Dong Guan Waterfall incident, the boss Sword Immortal was provoked to use his sword personally. No one dared to openly attack Ning Mansion. Now that I'm here, I have an entry point. "

Ning Yao asked: "Why do you feel that you are not bothered by this at all? I actually get annoyed, but I just know it’s useless to be annoyed, so I don’t care about it and don’t think too much about it. ”

Chen Pingan reached out for the wine bottle, and Ning Yao subconsciously wanted to hand it over, but soon glared at Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan failed to succeed, so he continued Holding his sleeves with his hands, he said, "The quality of Chen Ping'an, a foreigner, depends solely on his cultivation and his human heart. What is the fist of a pure martial artist? Ren Yi, Pu Yu, Qi Shou, and Pang Yuanji have all proven it to me. As for people's hearts, one is at a high place and the other is at a low place. If the other party is good at planning, they will test it. For example, once Guo Zhujiu is assassinated, the Ning Mansion and the Guo family, where Guo Jia Sword Immortal is sitting, will be completely alienated. How does this relate to Guo Jia Sword Immortal? It doesn't matter if we understand the righteousness deeply. Everyone in the Guo family has already had a thorn in their hearts. Of course, now that the little girl is fine, that's all. How to test the depth of people's hearts? It's very simple. If you die as a kid from a back alley, the wine shop business in the mountains will soon be ruined. I won't go there to be a storyteller. If I go, no one will listen to me. Tell those landscape stories. Killing Guo Zhujiu will cost you a lot. Who cares if you kill a street kid? But if I don't care, what will so many sword cultivators on the Sword Qi Great Wall think of me, Chen Pingan? If I care, how should I care? ”

Ning Yao frowned when he heard this.

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

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I have thought of everything to worry about, then their chances will be slim. It's just that for some things, even if you think of it, you can only wait for the other party to take action. "

Ning Yao asked: "For example? "

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

Chen Ping'an said: "Another example is a young swordsman with no roots. In front of me, he talked drunkenly and brought up old things in Ning Mansion. Most of his words would not be too extreme. Otherwise, it would be too unreasonable and would only cause public outrage., guests who say that they are not allowed to drink have to help, so the other party's wording must be carefully prepared and brewed. It can make me angry and make a move, but it does not mean that he is inciting trouble. It is purely based on his feelings and speaking up. In the end, I punched him, but if I couldn't kill him, I would lose money afterwards. Youth and vigor will not last long, and the city is too deep for swordsmanship. "

Ning Yao thought for a while, "Then we should go to Diezhang Wine Shop less often? You are just going back and forth between the city and Ning Mansion, and no one will deliberately stop you. That would be too obvious. There are many swordsmen in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but not many fools. "

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "I have to go. "

Ning Yao is a little confused.

"The accountant likes to have an abacus, but he also has his own life to live, and he will not sit behind the counter all day long and calculate profits and losses. who I am? How many years have you been living a life of nothing, and yet you are still afraid of this? "

Chen Pingan stood up, looked at the martial arts arena, and said slowly: "You have listened to the bastard words for so many years, and I also want to hear it with my own ears. You didn't want to pay attention to them before, so that's it. Now that I'm by your side, someone dares to come to your door with ulterior motives. If I don't just punch him out, am I going to invite him to drink? "

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

Ning Yao asked: "When will we go to the shop? ”

This is Ning Yao’s temperament.

Chen Ping’an is not surprised at all.

Back in the small town, even aside from liking Ning Yao, Ning Yao His style of doing things actually had a great influence on Chen Pingan.

The phrase "The road should not be so small" was one thing, which made Chen Pingan look at the mountains again after leaving Lizhu Cave. In practice, he has never really looked up at the gods on the mountain.

Ning Yao acted neatly, especially the attitude of "what should be done now that the matter is over", Chen Ping'an. The memory is profound.

With this clear and transparent mentality, we can truly not be afraid of unexpected troubles. : "When I recover from my injuries, I will let the other party plan their plans. To be honest, many times, I am anxious for the enemy, and I wish I could teach them how to move in person, so as to maximize the benefits and be the most disgusting at the same time. "

Ning Yao remained silent.

Chen Pingan sat next to her and said softly: "Don't think I'm a stranger. I've always been like this, but as I told you before, There is only one thing I never think too much about. That's not a nice thing to say, it's just the truth. "

Ning Yao said softly: "If you didn't like me, if you didn't come here, there wouldn't be so many things. You could live a better life, and you could even wait until you become a sword immortal in the future before coming here again. Me, I will still wait for you. ”

Mother Bai is right. To be Ning Yao, you must also believe in ChenPing An, after you have accumulated what is in your heart, tell him one sentence at a time, regardless of whether it makes sense or not. Anyway, he is the most reasonable person, so you won't worry about the two parties not having a chance to chat.

Chen Ping'an didn't say anything to Ning Yao. He just took out the small dragon-slaying platform given by Ning Yao when he said goodbye to Daoxuan Mountain. The front and back were engraved with "Ning Yao" and "Zhenzhen". Chen Ping'an lowered his head and looked at the word "Ning Yao", bent his fingers together, tapped the name lightly, widened his eyes, and cursed while typing: "Who are you? You are so brave, and you are so capable, you are almost sad. Damn me, if you continue to be so ignorant, I will pretend to ignore you from now on..."

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

The bright moonlight draws her eyebrows.

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The second shopkeeper of the wine shop, who had not been seen for a long time, rarely showed up to drink. He did not compete with the guests for a seat at the wine table, but accompanied some familiar swordsmen. Squatting aside to drink, with a wine bowl in one hand and chopsticks in the other. On the ground in front of him was a small plate filled with pickles from Yanjia shop. Everyone was like this, there was nothing shameful about it. According to the second shopkeeper, the manly Sword Immortal stands upright and puts the dishes on the ground. This is called the Sword Immortal's approachability and the informality of the Sword Immortal. Why don't you try drinking in a big restaurant with expensive drinks elsewhere? Is there any chance? Could you try putting the dishes on the floor? Even if the waiter doesn’t stop you and the drinker next to you doesn’t say anything, you’re bound to get a blank stare, right? Can such a troublesome thing happen here? That is absolutely not the case.

The sword cultivators who come here to buy and drink wine, especially those drunkards who are relatively short of money, think it makes perfect sense.

No swordsman came to drink today. Chen Pingan sipped his drink while smiling and chatting with the familiar swordsmen on both sides.

Suddenly, a young man with an unfamiliar face got up drunk, holding a wine bowl, wandering to Chen Pingan, burping with wine, and said with drunken eyes: "You are the son-in-law of Ning Mansion. Chen Pingan?"

Chen Pingan smiled and nodded.

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

The man didn't care about this and continued: "Are you worthy of Ning Yao? I don't think you are worthy. So what if you beat Pang Yuanji and the other four, you are still not worthy of Ning Yao. But you are lucky and you are worthy. You have to go to Ning Mansion, do you know why?"

Chen Pingan took a chopstick of pickles, then raised the wine bottle and pointed behind him.

Die Zhang shook out the piece of paper, and there was a sentence written on it, "Anyone who talks to me about the old affairs of Ning Mansion today will drink fine wine without spending any money."

The wine is now All the dozens of drinkers in the shop began to hold their breath and concentrate. Some stopped drinking and eating food, and some moved a little slower, still picking up food and wine.

The man ignored him and took a big sip of wine, spilling a lot of wine from the white bowl. His eyes were bloodshot and he said angrily: "The Great Wall of Sword Qi is almost gone. Lord Yin Guan personally took the lead. The other party is big." The demon directly avoids the battle. From now on, life and death, we will win. We will win continuously all the way.One game away, just one game away, those beasts and monsters who are the most capable of fighting in the wild world are about to stare at you. The two great swordsmen of Ning Mansion are better than you. They are really those beasts on the other side. What do the two Ning Mansion lack? The Great Sword Immortal teamed up to give us something... The monsters in the wild world are shameless and will attack the city if they lose, but we, the Sword Qi Great Wall, are shameless! If we hadn't won the last game, this Great Wall of Sword Qi, you Chen Ping'an would still be showing off your awesomeness! Good guy, you are a disciple of Wen Sheng, right? The junior fellow apprentices on your left and right, right? Do you know why there were no statues of the two sword immortals hanging in the Qingxuan Mountain Jingjian Pavilion in the past few years? You are Ning's uncle, a first-class proud man of heaven, why don't you tell me? ”

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

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

The man glanced sideways and laughed loudly: "As expected of a scholar of the lineage of literary saints, he is really knowledgeable. Can you even guess this? What, you want to punch me to death? "

The man raised his arm and smashed the wine bowl into pieces, "I feel sick even if I eat your Ning Mansion's wine!" "

Chen Ping'an held a white bowl with more than half of the wine in his hand and stood up slowly.

The young man stretched his neck and pointed at his head, "Here, give me a punch. , if you can, fight here. "

He sneered: "I wonder if the two visits to the Sword Qi Great Wall happened to be between battles. Did the disciples of Wen Sheng guess it early? Anyway, it’s all about skill. After winning four fights, and then killing me, a sword cultivator in the sea-viewing realm, why is it no longer a skill? Go to that city to show off and practice boxing. It's not that Chen Pingan doesn't want to kill the monster. Is it because the monster clan doesn't dare to attack the city after seeing Chen Pingan? I think your ability is almost greater than that of all the Sword Immortals put together. Don’t you think so, Chen Pingan? ! "

Chen Pingan glanced at the white bowl fragments on the ground.

The young swordsman's eyes widened, "Drink money? I have. I have been to the city once and to the south once. The money I earned is not much, but it is enough to buy you a few bowls of shabby drinks! "

He was about to take out the fairy money from his sleeves, when he suddenly heard the guy in a green shirt say: "You don't need to pay for this bowl of drinks. "

The sea-watching sword cultivator laughed loudly, and was sure that the man did not dare to punch, so he wanted to say a few more words.

It was just a moment.

The young swordsman was punched in the head.

His body was turned upside down with his head on the ground and his legs in the air. He died on the spot and collapsed on the ground. Not only that, his soul was also shattered. , too dead to die

Chen Ping'an held the bowl in his left hand, pointed at the corpse with his right hand, and said with a smile: "You owe money for a bowl of drinks for the demon clan, the next battle in the south. , The wild world must return Chen Pingan to me!

Chen Pingan raised the wine bowl in his hand high, looked around, and laughed: "A small cup, a big bowl, a few ounces of wine, drink up all the troubles in the world!" Future swordsmen, go south to the city headBefore, who would like to drink with me, Chen Pingan? ! ”

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

They all stood up with cups full of wine.

Chen Pingan raised his eyes into the distance and said loudly: "I am the Great Wall of Sword Qi! There are swordsmen who just hate not killing enough enemies, so they can also drink alcohol! ”

Today, up and down the Great Sword Qi Wall, there are especially many drinking swordsmen practicing swordsmanship.

(End of this chapter)