Chapter 650: Where is Sword Cultivator’s hometown?

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Ning Yao asked Chen Pingan to return to the city first, and reminded him to be careful on the road.

Dong Huafu felt that this sentence was a bit redundant.

Speaking directly has always been Dong Huafu's style.

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

Dong Huafu nodded in approval, and then asked: "Do you have that Any chance to say unnecessary words?"

Chen Sanqiu responded with a smile like the second shopkeeper.

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

Chen Sanqiu shook his head and said, "No. Your sister is a cheerful person. If you like someone, you just like her. If you don’t like her, you don’t like her. She doesn’t mean anything. "

It is always good to like someone.

What's more, ever since Chen Sanqiu wore crotchless pants, she felt that the neighbor's sister Dong didn't become good because of her eyes. She was really good.

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

To say that Dong Ming is not very beautiful, it is not true.

It’s just that over the years, the more Chen Sanqiu drinks, the more he likes it.

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

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

However, the spirit of the whole person increased instead of decreasing. Ning Yao had not seen such bright-eyed Chen Pingan for a long time.

At present, the whole small world of the human body is in chaos. It is not all bad, there are disadvantages and advantages. Li Er once said that his junior brother Zheng Dafeng saw the plaque of the Crab House in his early years and gained some insights. He once said that the general meaning was that the human body is an ancient battlefield site, so the four words "Don't ask for help from outside" are not entirely empty words to cultivate one's mind.

So now Chen Pingan itself is a martial arts arena, peeling off cocoons, and using pure Qi to suppress the spiritual energy of monks, Chen Pingan happened to be quite good at it.

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

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

Chen Ping'an took the lead in heading north with his sword, choosing a weak spot in the monster army's battle formation, only throwing a few punches along the way.

Instead of going directly to the city head, Yujian went to the highest "one horizontal line" with the word "Meng" on the city wall, sat cross-legged, took out the sword-raising gourd, and drank a few sips of sweet-scented osmanthus brew. Take a closer look at the battlefield trends. While calmly regulating his breath, he skillfully bandaged the wound.

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

But when it comes to the war stage of antfu siege, these natural sword cultivation dojos are often places of death.

So an old swordsman who has been practicing here for hundreds of years must be extremely lethal and very good at saving lives.

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

Looking at the appearance of the old man, he should be the Yuanying Sword Cultivator on page C of the sixth page. He is very old, but the bottleneck is difficult to break. He has been stagnant in the Yuanying realm. He has an unruly temperament and is a person without relatives or reasons. Almost all sword cultivators in the Great Sword Qi Wall have close friends who are either still alive or dead in battle. There are always a few of them, but Yin Chen has never. As long as he joins the battlefield, he has great murderous intentions, and Once the sword is drawn, he likes to make no distinction between friend and foe, so he kills a lot of monsters. The accumulated military exploits have never been great. They are not as good as those of many young Jindan sword cultivators, because many of their military exploits have been wiped out, and the old sword cultivator's deep reputation is even worse. Well, after all, no one wants to get close to a monster that can even kill their own sword cultivators.

Every local sword cultivator in the A and C books has different annotations on each page of the sword cultivator of the Yinguan lineage. If there are too many sword cultivators in the Summer Palace, they will be mixed in. A few extra sheets of paper.

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

When it comes to accidental injuries on the battlefield, almost every swordsman has them. Those kinds of injuries to innocent people cannot be said to bear infamy. However, Yin Shen is different. Many times the old man's sharp sword is just a waste of time. I'm sure a few sword cultivators will die.

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

After Chen Ping'an bandaged the wounds of all sizes, he took out a talisman and quickly removed the blood stains. After all, he was a guest, even if the host didn't have a smiling face, it was no reason for the guest not to be polite at all.

The old man opened his eyes and said hoarsely: "You babyIt’s really fun. I’ve seen some pure warriors on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Others' punches are restrained by flying swords and magic weapons, but it's better for you to suppress them yourself. "

Chen Pingan turned around and said with a smile: "Senior Yin has good eyesight. "

The old man asked: "I didn't call you Lord Yin Guan. Isn't there any knot in your heart? "

Chen Pingan said: "No. "

Yin Chen looked at the front line of the battlefield. To the north of the golden river, there was Ning Yao who was helping, and to the south there was the Kaizhen Sword Cultivator who was responsible. Yin Chen said with a smile: "Every time I see these so-called young geniuses, It's really depressing. How do people compare with each other? "

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

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

Sword training was extremely smooth, breaking through obstacles all the way, and he didn't stop until he reached Nascent Soul. He didn't think that stopping would be a waste of hundreds of years.

Yin Chen sneered and said: "The waste can only raise its head. Watching people, secretly hanging around, what else can you do usefully? For example, if I sit here all year round, I will become an old loser from a young loser. "

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

Chen Pingan asked: "The man with the sword before, Has Senior Yin ever seen through the cracks?

Yin Chen sneered and said: "Each generation of hidden officials is not as good as the previous one. You, a little foreigner, are no longer at a high level. You can occupy a magpie's nest by relying on some superficial connections." Senior Xiao Xun’s summer palace has countless secret files, but in the end, he doesn’t even know this bit of information? Even if you don’t recognize it, can’t you guess it? "

Chen Pingan didn't mind these words. You scolded you, I asked mine, and continued to say tentatively: "Is it the proud man of heaven who is at the forefront of the Hundred Sword Immortals on Tuoyue Mountain? Is it similar in ranking to Zhuqi and Li Zhen? "

Yin Chen is the one who asked you, and I scolded me, "Now I estimate that the entire Sword Qi Great Wall contains all the unpleasant things that Senior Xiao Min said, right? What a bunch of people who have mothers but no father to teach them. If I were Senior Xiao Xun and broke through the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I would find out one by one the sword cultivators I had scolded before. Those who dared to scold them in person would be able to live. Those who dare not scold them would die. That's how happy it is. By the way, the big demon Yangzhi killed the South Traveling Sword Immortal on the battlefield earlier. For the sake of the overall situation, you got scolded a lot, right? How does it feel? If it happened again, would those sword cultivators who were looking for death bring him down? "

Chen Pingan said: "A Liang once told me that if a person can avoid death, he must not die. If you get scolded a few times, you can save a lot of people. Is there a better deal than this? I watch very little. ”

Yin Chen immediately shut up.

It’s not about how right young people are, it’s not the case at all.

This young hidden official, What kind of retreating disciple of the Literary Saint lineage, the junior disciples on the left and right, and even withThe eldest swordsman had a good relationship with him, but Yin Chen didn't take it seriously at all. The only thing he got involved with was that A Liang, and Yin Chen had a head as big as a dustpan.

In fact, it was more than a hundred years ago that Yin Chen was tricked by that stupid bastard. He really caught a fat sheep and trimmed it to death. After trimming the fat sheep, he replaced it with Thin sheep, the thin sheep are gone, and the fat sheep should probably recover a bit of their wealth. Very good, then let’s pick another crop. If A Liang only used this method, Yin Shen would probably ignore him, but that guy could really squat next to him, talking to himself, nagging for several hours, just to "be able to say a word to the old immortal Yin, the Great Wall of Sword Qi" It's a worthwhile trip." Yin Chen couldn't help but cursed at that time. As a result, the other party turned against him and was pinned to the ground and punched hard, beating him severely.

A Liang felt refreshed when he left. He did his signature move, stroking his hair with both hands, and said "I feel so good, so good." There were more than 800 quarrels and fights. Ah, it’s still a perfect victory record.”

Yin Chen was lying on the ground and was stunned for a long time.

After that, A Liang often came to see the old immortal Yin, euphemistically chatting and talking, and by the way, he increased his wins once or twice.

Remembering that A Liang, Yin Shen was not entirely resentful. After all, the two parties had never sparred with each other. It was more that the man was bragging about how he was liked by good girls in the world. , but from beginning to end, he could not tell Yin Chen the name of a woman. But the few serious words that A Liang occasionally said were all aimed at the bottleneck of his deep Yuan Ying.

No matter how bad his temper is, Yin Chen still wants to miss this love.

Yin Chen may not know how to behave, but he can still distinguish between good and bad people.

Sometimes, maybe because you are too clear about things, you are too lazy to be a good person.

The two of them don't know each other, and their temperaments are too different, so there is nothing to talk about. Besides, Yin Chen doesn't like drinking, otherwise Chen Pingan could give him a pot of Zhuhai Dongtian wine.

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

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "The methods of practicing boxing are actually very similar. Escape But a boxer will be beaten first, but the strength will vary."

Yin Chen asked again:

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"Dang. You have the nerve to pick up so much junk in front of Girl Ning."

This is something to talk about.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "I have a bad habit, but fortunately Ning Yao doesn't mind."

Yin Chen asked: "I think you are average-looking, so you can do it." That's all, how did you hook up with her? I only heard that Ning Yatou had been to Haoran World, but I never thought that you would be attacked like this. I think you are far worse than Cao Ci. I made a special trip to the city. After taking a look, you can’t compare to him in terms of appearance or boxing skills.”

It’s very satisfying to talk like this. This is a compliment from the old man.

Chen Pingan quickly stood up and sat down closer to the old immortal Yin.He took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "There's no comparison in boxing skills. I admit it. In terms of appearance, the difference is not big, not big."

I never thought that Yin Chen would suddenly fall out, "I want to raise The sword is gone, please give way, Mr. Yinguan, I am an eyesore here and not pleasing to you."

Chen Pingan stood up in anger, and left with his sword.

Yin Chen clenched his hands into fists and propped them up on his knees, and smiled. All the scholars in the world deserved to be beaten.

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

Wei Jin said with a smile: "What a good punch. Anyway, it looks very powerful. He has the demeanor of the old leader of the Invincible Divine Fist Gang, but the formation is a little slow."

It will be a delicious dish to go with wine.

Chen Pingan said with a smile: "Next time I go to the shop, I will give you an extra bowl of Yangchun noodles to relieve the hangover, so you can talk less about drunkenness."

Wei Jin pointed to the hut behind him. "The Boss Sword Immortal is not in a good mood. If you can speak, please speak more."

Chen Ping'an and Wei Jin parted ways. As soon as they landed at the top of the city, the Boss Sword Immortal walked out of the hut, with his hands behind his back as a habit. , "Hey, Chen Wushen is here, and the little humble house is full of glory."

Chen Ping'an was surprised. In the past, the boss Sword Immortal was not so "polite" when he spoke. In my impression, the boss The Sword Immortal is still very virtuous and respectable, and he cherishes his words like gold.

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

Chen Pingan calmed down his expression.

As a result, the boss Jianxian’s two so-called little secrets were bigger than the other.

One is about the hometown of all the prisoner sword cultivators on the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Half of the earliest group of ancient prisoners came from the wild world, and half came from the fifth world that has been opened up now.

Chen Pingan was stunned.

So that means that half of the prisoners and their descendants were actually in their hometown from the beginning?

So he was born on the Great Sword Qi Wall and died on the Great Sword Qi Wall, both in his hometown?

So if the descendants of the remaining half of the prisoners want to return to their roots, will they have something to do with the fifth world? As long as you can survive, you will at least have a chance to return home?

The second secret is even bigger.

What the boss Sword Immortal said is very shocking. The path to heaven for a pure warrior is actually the path to becoming a god, and military monks are involved in it.

Although Chen Pingan had some guesses before, when the boss Sword Immortal said it himself, many connections were made clear. For example, he no longer wondered why there was a golden body on the road to martial arts? The gods of mountains and rivers in the world all create a golden body, which is the foundation of the great road. Let’s not talk about the ghosts and heroes becoming gods, just talk about the living beings standing on the groundBecoming a god is similar to the experience of Yang Hua, the Iron Fu River God. It is the only way to "shape up and stand up". This is actually the same way as a warrior tempering his body and beating his bones.

Chen Qingdu didn’t say it thoroughly. Anyway, this kid likes to think that there will be plenty of time in the future to ponder the front pages of this old almanac.

He walked slowly with Chen Ping'an. Since they had already started walking, they couldn't turn back after walking a few steps. So the old man said a little more, "Since ancient times, there have been differences between gods. First the gods and then the immortals. , Why? According to today's theory, a person's soul is a god if he dies. He can enjoy the incense and sacrifices in the world and can stabilize his golden body without practicing. These are the qigong practitioners who lie down in the mountains today. When writing history books, they always delete and delete things. As time goes by, they become farther and farther away from the truth. If you have a chance in the future, you can go to the Three University Palaces. I am a retreating disciple of that old scholar and just read a few worthless old books. I still have this kind of appearance."

Chen Ping'an just listened to and memorized these remarks, which were of little significance for the time being. If it were more pragmatic, it could be said to be meaningless.

Just the next statement made Chen Pingan prick up his ears obediently, for fear of missing a word.

"First travel far away, then reach the top of the mountain, and then enter the tenth realm of martial arts, which is divided into three levels: strong energy, return to true nature, and spiritual arrival. What is divine arrival? I remember there is a saying in your hometown, called What's going on?"

"Come to the door!"

Chen Ping'an blurted out: "If a person's craftsmanship is good enough, no matter whether it is making crops or making porcelain, others can do it. Like to say 'We're here'."

Chen Qingdu nodded, "We're at the door. What's the way to go? The answer lies in your hometown town? ...What are you talking about?"

Chen Ping'an said: "I'll leave."

Chen Qing nodded with a smile and went on to explain the details of the third level of the Tenth Realm. .

It’s just that the old man looked nostalgic for the first time.

Over there in Aquarius Continent, there is an old friend who has been keeping the land as a prison for tens of thousands of years.

So Chen Qingdu said something off-topic, "Embroidered Tiger Cui Chan is really powerful."

Chen Pingan said: "The first question about the situation that year was because Mr. Qi was there. , so I got through it safely. When Mr. Qi was away, I couldn't survive the second game. That was because Cui Han didn't make all the moves."

Chen Qingdu said: "It was all difficult. Going through another hardship is just a hole in my heart. The bigger the hole is, the more it can accommodate in the future."

Chen Ping'an hummed.

But it is also possible to make up for that hole throughout your life. For example, the more the world owes a person's childhood, when that person grows up, he will continue to mend and make up for it.

After leaving the city, Chen Pingan went to his private residence in the summer palace with his sword and began to rest in peace.

Just two days later, Chen Pingan took a tripHiding from the cold in the palace, you can come and go freely, holding the jade token in your hand without consuming a Shuchichi Talisman.

Chen Pingan chose a secluded place and watched Aunt Bai teach boxing to the children. He happened to talk about what "the whole body is a punch", what is the purpose, how to learn, and how to practice.

One of the children was familiar to Chen Pingan. He was the tomboy named Yuan Zaihua, who gave her two folding fans. He was the only one in the Great Wall of Sword Qi who could swindle the second shopkeeper's immortal money with his true skills. Little girl.

In fact, all of the other children are familiar to Chen Pingan, because they are all martial arts seeds carefully selected by him and Yin Guan. One of the children has been taken to the middle school by Yu Xuanfu. Tushenzhou, the rest of the people who are not too late to learn boxing are all here.

There are many swordsmen in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but very few pure martial arts practitioners.

What if the Great Wall of Sword Qi is breached and the world changes and becomes a territory of the barbaric world, will so much martial arts luck be left to the barbaric world?

Of course not.

But Chen Ping'an also knew that there was little hope of letting these children compete for the title of "strongest" on the spur of the moment. What's more, the Great Wall of Sword Qi has a kind of natural overpowering, and the collision of the avenues is extremely fierce. I couldn't understand it before, but I finally understood it after I was defeated by the boss Sword Immortal on the top of the city. Pei Bei, the female god of martial arts in the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, most likely came prepared. As for Cao Ci, she is pure in boxing practice and has never wanted martial arts. In this regard, Chen Pingan thinks that she is far inferior to Cao Ci. Now as long as the martial arts movement is willing to come, Chen Ping'an can't wait for that military movement to call "relatives" and "family members" to come together and open the door to welcome guests. The more the merrier.

But even if these kids practice boxing hastily and fail to gain martial arts luck, it still doesn’t matter. As long as they have a skill and a good foundation, they will be able to survive no matter where they go in the future, or have a chance to survive. , it will only be bigger. In troubled times, if you want to settle down and make a living, and fight for a place to establish yourself, identity often doesn't work.

Over there in the martial arts arena, Aunt Bai threw out a punch. The distance was extremely short, and the punch could not reach half an arm, but the punch was very powerful, returning to nature, and it was natural.

When you reach the level of the Seventh Realm Warrior, and then go higher up, the so-called boxing moves are actually a competition of the depth of the boxing intention, similar to a simple manifestation of the great road.

With that punch, Aunt Bai hit a tough-headed boy next to her without any warning. The latter stood motionless, with an expression on his face that said you could kill me.

Jiang Yun was born in a high-ranking family in Taixiang Street, and his qualifications were extremely outstanding.

When Grandma Bai withdrew her fist, the child didn't realize it. He was not afraid at all, but he was actually sweating profusely.

This is a rare potential talent.

Mother Bai punched her again, her fist almost touching the forehead of a young girl from Yuhu Street. The latter was slightly inferior to Jiang Yun. Although she did not move, her figure was slightly smaller. A flash.

More than a dozen children stood in a row. Aunt Bai walked over one by one. Some children retreated, while some stood still with gritted teeth.land.

It’s just that Aunt Bai didn’t throw a punch.

But Chen Pingan could see that when Aunt Bai walked up to several children, the punch had arrived before she was surprised. Unfortunately, there was only one child named Xu Gong in Mumeng Lane. His His intuition was right. When Grandma Bai's fist intention moved slightly, she had already moved back early. Although it was the completely opposite choice to Jiang Yun, they were both good candidates who hoped that the fist intention would "catch up" earlier.

Looking at the tomboy Yuan Zaihua again, he felt like he was facing a formidable enemy, but his body was tense, and Grandma Bai’s fists were quietly released, but she still didn’t notice it.

Chen Ping'an thinks that these are nothing. The journey of practicing martial arts is not without qualifications and is also very particular, but it is not as demanding as a Qi practitioner, let alone as a swordsman. You can't become a swordsman by enduring hardship, but if you practice boxing and have certain qualifications, you can be steady, down-to-earth, and slowly develop your skills. Of course, the Three Realms will be a big threshold, but for these children, it will definitely not be difficult to pass the Three Realms. There is only a little difference between sooner or later, and difficulty.

Chen Pingan leaned against the corridor pillar, holding his hands in his sleeves, looking at the children. Those who wanted to learn boxing with all their heart were mostly from poor backgrounds in Yanyi Lane and Mumeng Lane. Those who didn’t want to learn boxing often came from poor families. A child from a wealthy family like Jiang Yun.

The children began to practice stances again. Auntie Bai would occasionally help the bones twist and turn and lend a hand, and then the child would start rolling all over the floor, howling and crying.

It was quite fun to see Chen Pingan, who was originally in a peaceful mood, turn directly into gloating about his misfortune.

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Just seeing the tomboy and a back alley kid lying on the ground in pain one after another made me feel a little sad.

Aunt Bai glanced in the direction of her uncle, with a kind expression, and the old woman's eyes were slightly inquiring.

Chen Pingan quickly waved his hand, indicating that he was just here to take a look.

I never thought about Aunt Bai, but she still smiled and said: "Master Yinguan, someone here said that he wants to learn boxing from you, but he thinks that my boxing method is too girly, why don't you come and teach me?"

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Just when Chen Pingan was about to decline, Jiang Yun crossed his arms and shouted at the top of his voice: "Where is the hidden official?!"

You damn little bastard, who is the hidden official? Sir.

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

Mother Bai is smiling.

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

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

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

Chen Pingan nodded. : "There is not much boxing theory in the first place. This is the same as the thinner the book, the greater the knowledge it contains."

Half of a sentence.

The knowledge of the three religions and hundreds of schools of thought, the more its purpose is, the laterThe more the scriptures were annotated and the more exegeses were made, the more they became luxuriant and all-encompassing.

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

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

When outsiders are around, I naturally can’t shout.

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

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

Jiang Yun frowned and said: "Speak well and be reasonable!"

Chen Pingan smiled knowingly , continued: "Maybe the name of the boxing book is really not that good, so I will say a few more words."

He roughly talked about the situation of martial artists in the world, and said that those martial artists who were not from high-ranking families, The fists and moves are complex, as long as it can break bricks, feet and gravel, it is already a very good martial arts style, so the word "shaking the mountain" is actually not light at all. His words were mixed with some of Chen Pingan's own experiences. Therefore, the children listened more attentively. Of course, who wouldn't like being able to be lazy, not standing around and being beaten, and not walking around boringly.

After finishing the lecture, Chen Pingan practiced the pile walking several times, and then helped the children point out some flaws in the pile walking. After a stick of incense, during the break, Chen Pingan talked about the market and the world before, and then He talked about the mountain scenery of the martial arts of martial artists in the ninth and tenth realms. The children liked to hear this. Anyway, Hiding Han Palace is a prison and you can’t escape. Jiang Yun once encouraged the little girl from Yuhu Street to run away together. As soon as they climbed onto the wall in the middle of the night, the vicious aunt pulled them back and forced them both to stand in a standing position. The little girl fainted from standing, while Jiang Yun fell asleep standing there.

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

Don’t practice boxing with the word “death”.

If you are poor in education and rich in martial arts, you must have a master to lead the way in martial arts. It takes money to stretch your muscles and bones, otherwise it will be too easy to go astray. Practicing boxing will only hurt the body and drain one's vitality. The intention of the fist is not in the body, but it seems to be a ghost in the body. This is the biggest pain for many martial artists who have no apprenticeship.

Chen Ping'an marked the time and said goodbye.

Aunt Bai continued to teach boxing to the children.

Jiang Yun murmured in a low voice: "I'm really disappointed when we meet."

Aunt Bai smiled and said: "Wait until the day you think you are qualified to meet Yin Guan If you ask Quan Quan, you will know what despair is."

Jiang Yun shook his head and said: "Forget it, the second shopkeeper is a ghost. When I reach a higher level and catch up with the second shopkeeper, I will definitely make some inquiries first. As long as he agrees to my inquiry, I will notHit. ”

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

Jiang Yun glanced at the old woman, the child Now I feel even more strange, why did my grandfather like such an old woman back then?

Chen Pingan went back to the summer palace, and then called Chou Miao Jianxian, and went to Chunfanzhai in Daoxuan Mountain together. By the way, I took a trip to Meiyuan Garden. The booklet that Mrs. Blushing sent to the summer palace was not thin, so Chen Ping'an brought two more close-by items with him on this trip to Daoxuan Mountain, both of which were with Yan Ming and Nalan Caihuan. Borrowed, in the empty plum garden, Chou Miao Jianxian looked at Lord Yin Guan, who was moving things with his eyes shining brightly, and couldn't help but ask: "You also have the same virtue in Ning Mansion Secret Treasury? ”

Chen Pingan was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.

How can this be the same?

When he arrived at Chunfanzhai and looked through the account books carefully, Wei Wenlong was quietly explaining something inside. The result that Chou Miao and Lin Junbi were most worried about has not yet occurred.

The Bazhou Ferry is still running smoothly. Rushing to Daoxuan Mountain

On the way here, Chou Miao suggested that the bid should be raised appropriately. Chen Pingan thought it was feasible, so he discussed the details of the matter with Yan Ming, Nalan Caihuan and Shao Yunyan. The price of materials remains the same, otherwise the money operation of the Great Wall of Sword Qi would be too stressful. Even if the rich wealth of the two private houses of Chunfanzhai and Meihuayuanzi are added, it is still far from enough. However, for certain times of each ferry in the Eight Continents Waiting for the "excess" supplies, you can make more profits, step by step.

Back to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, this is the first time that Chen Pingan has approached the mirage north of the city without stepping into it. , just looking at it from a distance

Chou Miao Jianxian looked up at the sky, and then said in his heart: "Don't talk about the killing power of the sword, just talk about the essence of the matter, you can do what the boss swordsman does. ? "

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

On the other side of the Sword Qi Great Wall, Ning Yao's group of sword cultivators took the lead in returning to the city with their swords.

Everyone was injured, and the most serious injuries were in the stacked peaks.

Chen Qingdu walked out of the hut.

Chen Sanqiu called out to his ancestors, and Chen Qingdu said yes.

That's it. When it was time to drink, it was hard for Chen Sanqiu to imagine that this charming young drunkard would be Chen Qingdu who could carve the word "Chen" on the city wall. Immortal Chen Xi once asked his ancestor Chen Qingdu in private if he could let Chen Sanqiu leave and follow a certain Confucian saint to study in Haoran World.

Chen Qingdu only asked one question. < /p>

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

There is an ancestor who is truly skilled in swordsmanship.It's equal to nothing, and it can even be said to be worse than nothing.

Dong Huafu, Yanzhuo and the others also left and would return to the city to recuperate for a few days. Dieshang would need more time to recuperate.

Only Ning Yao is left.

Chen Pingan came to the city with his sword.

Sitting on the top of the city with Ning Yao, Chen Pingan swayed gently with his feet.

Ning Yao asked: "You have been staying in the summer palace for more than a year. Are you hiding your worries and not daring to see me?"

Chen Ping'an stopped talking.

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

Chen Ping'an laughed dumbly, was silent for a moment, and said: "I didn't plan to say it at first, but suddenly I realized Whatever you think is the best, the result may often be the worst. After all, if two people who like each other are together, it is really not a matter of one person, so I still want to talk to you. You can hit people, but you are not allowed to get angry."

After hearing this, Ning Yao nodded.

When Chen Pingan said that, it was an agreement with the boss Sword Immortal.

Ning Yao said nothing.

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

Ning Yao asked back: "Is there any use in being angry?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while, but it seemed that he was not. use.

I just didn’t dare to say that.

Ning Yao raised his eyebrows.

That’s it.

She didn’t say that either.

Chen Pingan tapped his heels lightly against the wall.

Being with Ning Yao, and before that, from meeting her, liking her, to coming to Ning Yao's side, traveling across mountains and rivers, traveling far and wide, practicing boxing and so on, will be a bit tiring, but Never feel tired.

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

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

Chen Qing was always taking a walk, and each time he walked not far, walking slowly and then returning the same way.

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

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

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

Challenge Cao Ci with Chen Pingan for three consecutive times. If you dare to punch, it doesn't matter if you can admit defeat.

It doesn’t matter if you and the boy are alone, traveling all the way to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to give the sword to the girl you love.

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

When Chen Qingdu looked at the young man who originally had the qualifications of an Earth Immortal but was interrupted by the Immortal Bridge, especially when he looked at the young man’s eyes and the vitality on his body, Chen Qingdu was filled with excitement. I feel... dumbfounded.

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

When Chen Ping'an was still a teenager, he seemed to be silently asking questions, and he was asking questions in a high-spirited manner.

Can I really become the Great Sword Immortal? Can I make the girl I like like me and always like me? Can I protect the girl I like in the future? Will I definitely not let her Some people are disappointed, I can definitely do this, right? !

Chen Qing thinks this is good.

It’s no wonder that before the old scholar left, he kept asking Chen Qingdu, “Am I a disciple in seclusion, good or not? Am I envious? I’m always good, and I’m always envious, right? Alas, it’s a pity that I’m envious. No. If I were Brother Chen, you would have punched me in the face, otherwise it would be hard to let go of your hatred!"

(End of this chapter)