Chapter five hundred and ninety second realm is meaningless to me
Those who practice Taoism do not like the unexpected.
Lin Junbi especially doesn't like accidents happening around him.
Yan Lu, Zhu Mei and Jiang Guancheng, who were accompanied by the border, went to the liquor store to buy wine three days ago. It was not an accident, but something he did deliberately.
Yan Lu's ancestor was familiar with Zhuhai Cave Heaven. Yan Lu himself had a temperament, a smile hiding a sword, a gloomy side, and was good at provoking troubles. Zhu Mei's uncle had his innate sword embryo broken into pieces in the hands of the Sword Immortal in his early years. She
I have been deeply influenced by the knowledge of the Yasheng lineage. I like to fight against injustices and be outspoken. Jiang Guancheng has an impulsive temper. This time he went south to the upside down mountain and endured the whole journey. With these three people at the wine shop, they were not afraid that Chen Pingan would not take action.
He is not afraid of Chen Pingan making a heavy move. Even if Chen Pingan lets him down, has an impatient temper, and likes to show off his cultivation, which is no better than Jiang Guancheng, after all, he still has his senior brother to protect the border. And once Chen Pingan takes too heavy a blow, he will make an enemy.
Blockbuster.
So outside the pavilion of the local swordsman Sun Juyuan's mansion, Zhu Mei and others felt guilty, and Yan Lu, who was arrogant and arrogant, was a little uneasy. Lin Junbi was not angry at all. He should treat the chess pieces on his chessboard kindly. This is to impart his knowledge.
Mr. Lin, who was also the master who taught Taoism and the national master of the Shaoyuan Dynasty, taught Lin Junbi the opening words on the first day of playing chess, that is, people and chess pieces are ultimately different. People have lives to live and roads to walk.
There are seven emotions and six desires, all kinds of human nature, blindly treating it as a dead thing and manipulating it at will, you are not far from death.
In fact, Lin Junbi went all the way south, and treated Yan Lu and others with honesty and courtesy, regardless of this calculation. No matter who asked him for advice on scholarship, swordsmanship, or chess, Lin Junbi knew everything.
All.
On the way south, Lin Junbi learned in detail about the proud men of the Eight Continents outside the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, especially those with extremely distinctive personalities, such as Lin Su from Luzhou in Beiju, Liu Youzhou from Aaizhou, and Ma Kuxuan from Aquarius Continent.
They all have their merits. Looking at their lives, you can use them to sharpen your own Taoism.
But at the moment, Lin Junbi was caught off guard. It was like being alone on a chessboard. There was no way to borrow anything, and the general trend was unstoppable. Only he and his natal flying sword were in danger.
Previously at Sun Juyuan's residence, Lin Junbi confessed to the border that he did not want to confront Chen Pingan so early because there was really no chance of winning. After all, he was only less than fifteen years old now.
This is true for Chen Pingan, and even more so for Ning Yao. Lin Junbi's self-confidence comes from comparing himself ten years from now with Chen Pingan and Ning Yao today. In other words, Lin Junbi today is different from Chen Pingan ten years ago.
Ping An and Ning Yao.
This was also the second lesson taught by Mr. Guoshi at the time: Compete with others for victory and strength, and those who are unwilling to admit defeat will easily die.
Lin Junbi's mind was racing, hoping to find a foolproof strategy that could help him get out of the situation.
As for why Lin Junbi is so targeted or thinking about Chen Ping'an, of course it is caused by the ripples of the March 4th Movement. Confucian disciples pay the most attention to the king of heaven and earth, their parents and their teachers. On the road of spiritual practice, their teachers and teachers are often the closest to them, and they will stay with them the longest and have the deepest influence in the early years.
, Lin Junbi is no exception. Once he devotes himself to a certain cultural lineage, he will often inherit the past grudges at the same time. His husband and the old scholar had deep grudges. In the early years, the Shaoyuan Dynasty was the first to ban the study of literary sage books.
It is also the Middle-earth dynasty that spares no effort. However, in private, they often talk about old scholars and national teachers who were expected to take the path of deputy priest of wine in the academy and deputy leader of the Confucian Temple. However, there is not much hatred and resentment. If we don't talk about it,
As a person, he only talked about knowledge, but the Imperial Master admired him quite a lot, which made Lin Junbi even more unhappy.
After Ning Yao finished speaking, he stopped talking.
For her, Lin Junbi's choice is very simple, don't draw the sword, admit defeat. Draw the sword, or lose, and suffer more.
So Ning Yao didn't quite understand what he was thinking about.
Ning Yao didn't like this young man. In addition to being unable to control his eyes and not being very good at speaking, he was also too thoughtful and impure. He practiced swordsmanship, went forward in an indomitable way, deliberately suppressed the situation, and really didn't want to respect his own destiny at all.
Sword? If the three sects and hundreds of schools of thought criticize and criticize the sword cultivator Feijian a lot, it can be understood that they have different ways and do not work together. Then why is it that even the sword cultivator himself is not willing to show more sincerity?
So after the opponent drew his sword and lost, Ning Yao was going to say just one sentence. There are thousands of immortal methods in the world, but flying sword is the most direct. If he admits defeat without drawing his sword, then there is no need to say this sentence.
In fact, apart from Lin Junbi who was most embarrassed at the moment, the confrontation between the two of them, Yan Lu, not far away from the street was also embarrassing.
As for the second gatekeeper on the Sword Qi Great Wall, Longmen realm swordsman Liu Tiefu, he is naturally not embarrassed, but is very happy. The reason is very simple. He calls himself the number one person who admires Ning Yao on the Sword Qi Great Wall. He grew up in the back alleys of the city.
, but he was born with a thick skin. He tried his best to sneak into the Ning Mansion from the earliest days. For example, like Cui Wei, he first became an anonymous disciple of Nalan Yexing, or tried to work as a helper in the Ning Mansion and became a watcher.
He was a guard guarding the courtyard, but every time he met Ning Yao on the street, Liu Tiefu would blush, lower his head and bend over, and run away from afar, all at once. From a distance, he would be satisfied with just one or two glances at Ning Yao from a distance.
He said that when he was close to Ning Yao, his face would turn pale and his palms would become sweaty, which would easily make Ning Yao bored with him.
So Liu Tiefu loudly told Yan Lu that when the dust over there settles, we can compete again.
As for whether Yan Lu understood his own dialect, Liu Tiefu didn't care. Anyway, he was already squatting on the ground, looking at Miss Ning from a distance, and waved several times, probably to persuade the young man in green shirt and white jade hairpin next to Miss Ning.
People, please move away and don’t hinder my admiration for Miss Ning.
Liu Tiefu still admired the foreigner Chen Ping'an, but even if this man defeated Qi Shou and Pang Yuanji successively, Liu Tiefu felt that he was still not worthy of Miss Ning, but since Miss Ning liked him, he couldn't bear it. He couldn't bear it.
There was nothing I could do. I couldn't fight again and again, so I could only find an opportunity to go to a liquor store, drink, engraved my name, and secretly wrote a sentence behind the "Nothing" sign: Miss Ning, you have someone you like, and I am very happy.
Sad. But the second time Liu Tiefu went to drink, he saw Chen Ping'an standing at the door of the shop, smiling and waving to him, saying let's chat. Liu Tiefu ran away without saying a word, and only dared to ask someone to inquire about his useless piece of land.
I asked whether the business card had been thrown away. When I found out that it had not, I felt that Chen Ping'an was pretty good.
If the person Miss Ning likes has a small belly, that would be outrageous.
One by one, the sword immortals came from the city and landed on the walls of the mansions on both sides of the street.
Not only that, in the air between the Sword Qi Great Wall and the city, there are clearly sword immortals coming continuously with their swords.
Lin Junbi looked calm, cupped his fists towards Ning Yao and said, "Young and ignorant, I have offended many people. Lin Junbi admits defeat."
Border breathed a sigh of relief. It was right not to draw the sword. If he did, Border would have to worry that Lin Junbi, the future pillar of swordsmanship in the Shaoyuan Dynasty, would collapse in a foreign country. The Imperial Master would not be lenient at that time.
Different from Lin Junbi's thorough thinking, Border does not think too much and will only choose one or two contexts to see through. For example, there is a saying in the Great Wall of Sword Qi that Ning Yao is one kind of sword cultivator, and the other sword cultivators are another.
Moreover, Ning Yao has participated in many battles outside the city, and has traveled around the world alone at a young age. Ning Yao is definitely not the kind of frog in the well with excellent qualifications. Therefore, Ning Yao said this, which means that Ning Yao is sure to win.
Her words are the sword drawn out.
Therefore, there is no need to go into the border area to find out what Ning Yao's flying sword is, how lethal it is, what magical powers she possesses, and what her realm is.
no need.
Ning Yao said: "Then you come to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to practice swordsmanship. What's the point?"
Lin Junbi smiled and said: "If you don't bother Sister Ning, Junbi has his own way to go."
Ning Yao frowned and said, "Take your words back."
Lin Junbi said helplessly: "Is it true that outsiders need to be so cautious in their words and deeds in the Great Sword Qi Wall? Junbi will have to be cautious when he uses his sword in the future."
Ning Yao turned to look at Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Don't worry about my opinion. Ning Yao is Ning Yao."
A step beyond the border.
You can't just watch Lin Junbi lose ground before and after. After all, he is a young man. The so-called calmness is more likely to be influenced by being around the Imperial Master for many years. For the time being, he is still imitating more and has not learned the essence. What's more, the Sword Immortal watches the battle like a cloud, leading him.
The pressure on Lin Junbi was actually too great. Yan Lu, Zhu Mei and others could not see the clues, but the border was very clear. Lin Junbi had almost reached the limit of tolerance. People who think too much would be extra careless once they take action. Leaving the Shaoyuan Dynasty, the country
The master specially visited his border and mentioned this matter. He hoped that half a disciple of the border could stop his junior brother Lin Junbi at the critical moment, in order to help Lin Junbi in "losing chess" without hurting the foundation of the avenue.
Win chess on the road of life.
Because in the eyes of the Imperial Master, this proud disciple Lin Junbi came to the Sword Qi Great Wall not to practice swordsmanship, but to cultivate his mind first. Otherwise, Lin Junbi, an innate sword embryo like this, would practice swordsmanship no matter where he is, on the top of Lichen Mountain, on the top of the mountain.
The market is muddy, and the temples and rivers and lakes are not much different. The problem is precisely that Lin Junbi is too conceited and does not realize it. This is extreme. It is inevitable that Junbi's swordsmanship will be better, and there is no need to worry at all. But Junbi
However, the character of the jade must be closer to the word "moderate" and avoid going to the other extreme. Otherwise, the heart of the Tao will be dusted and the heart of the sword will be broken, which will be a great disaster.
The people in the border area are actually a little jealous of Lin Junbi, who deserves to be so carefully led by the national master on the path of spiritual cultivation.
With a smile on his face, Chen Ping'an took a step forward with Bian almost at the same time. He looked at this fellow who was good at pretending with a smile. Unfortunately, the other person could only pretend to be a son, not a grandson.
Shao Huohou. In the previous conflict in the wine shop, this brother's behavior was too obvious and not smooth enough. At least the panic on the other person's face and eyes, and the hurriedness that seemed to be an afterthought.
Not skilled enough and natural enough, too much is not enough.
At least it doesn't work for Chen Ping'an.
Ning Yao said: "For outsiders who have passed three levels, you may think that we are bullying others. In fact, it is not the case. It is a kind of respect from my sword master, the Great Wall of Sword Qi. It's just three levels. It doesn't matter if you lose three games in a row. Dare to use the sword?"
Experience in the Great Qi Wall, and daring to go to the top of the city to take a look at the wild world is enough to prove your identity as a sword cultivator. But since you have carefully considered this matter, made your own rules, and calculated against the Great Sword Qi Wall, it doesn't matter. Fighting on the battlefield, you can calculate your opponent's success.
That’s what you, Lin Junbi, are capable of. After all, sword cultivators rely on their swords to speak, so if you win, you win.”
The sword fairies watching the battle nodded secretly, and most of them smiled knowingly.
Most of the local swordsmen, who have never been young, have personally guarded the three levels.
On the contrary, some young sword cultivators looked at each other in confusion. After saying this to Ning Yao, they realized that we are so upright and upright? No, our original intention was to beat those outsiders into disgrace, right? Just like Qi Shou's group plus a person who was supposed to be just
Pang Yuanji, who joined in the fun, teamed up to beat the second shopkeeper, and we all looked at it as a joke at first. As for the black-hearted and stingy second shopkeeper, he actually won in the end, which is of course another matter. But in this way, Ning Yao is still like this
That's right, the Great Wall of Sword Qi has no grudge against the truly strong, no matter where they come from in the world, and is more or less willing to pay sincere respect to them.
Sword Immortal, A Liang who has a dog's day, his swordsmanship is beyond the sky, and the dashing Wei and Jin Dynasty of Aquarius Island.
Among young people, first there is the fairy-like Cao Ci, and then there is the smelly and shameless Chen Ping'an.
Lin Junbi took a deep breath, "Do you really want me to fight with my sword before you give up?"
"The words I said before were just polite words. I want you to draw the sword, but I just don't like it."
[ . ] Ning Yao said: "Since you said that you are young and ignorant, then I am in a lower position than you. I don't dare to draw a sword. How can I dare to draw a sword and compete with Gao Youqing?"
Having said this, Ning Yao turned around and looked at the girl with red and swollen eyes standing between Gao Yehou and Pang Yuanji, "Why are you crying? Go home and cry."
Gao Youqing actually had no tears on his face at this moment, but he was still so scared that he quickly wiped his face.
At the border, I knew something was wrong and was about to take action, but when I saw the look in Chen Pingan's eyes, I hesitated for a moment.
Lin Junbi is like falling into an ice cave.
On the street and on the gates and walls on both sides, first there was a flash of sword light, and then for a moment, Lin Junbi seemed to be in the middle of a flying sword formation.
Dozens of "Original Flying Swords" that were just like the swords of the upper five realm sword immortals and the earthly immortal sword cultivators who personally sacrificed the swords to the world surrounded the young Lin Junbi. The sword's intention was pure and murderous, and there was no sign of imitation at all.
Each of the flying swords hovering around Lin Junbi pointed at different points, but without exception, they were all the key acupoints that were most important for Lin Junbi's practice.
But this was not the most serious thing that sent shivers down Lin Junbi's spine and made his liver and gallbladder burst.
The scene that made the young man feel most desperate was a flying sword hovering ten feet in front of him, the tip of the sword pointed directly between his eyebrows.
Lin Junbi's natal flying sword is called "Slaying Jiao".
And the one in front of him was the "killing dragon".
Lin Junbi's natal flying sword naturally resides in his natal orifice. The flying sword in front of him is of course an imitation flying sword, but except for Lin Junbi, he cannot communicate with it. He can only talk about the breath, sword energy and divine will, but it is actually the same as his natal flying sword.
, exactly the same, Lin Junbi even doubted whether this imitation dragon-killing sword that should never appear in the world would really possess the magical power of killing dragons.
Not to mention Lin Junbi, even Chen Ping'an realized at this moment why Ning Yao would lightly say something like, "I don't mean much to my realm" when they were chatting with him.
It's a pity that Ning Yao never likes to talk about his practice with Chen Pingan.
More often than not, he listened patiently to Chen Ping'an talking about trivial matters. The most he could do was to swat away his sneaky hands.
After Lin Junbi's greatest despair, there was even greater despair.
If Ning Yao sacrificed so many flying swords of unknown depth, especially those that could imitate his own flying sword, and surrounded him with dozens of attacking flying swords, which was shocking enough, then Ning Yao had countless more
Ten flying swords formed an array, and the swords pulled them, and they used some magical power to create a small world worthy of the name. Ning Yao, who had suppressed his cultivation level to the sea-viewing realm, just being in it, it was true that he was in the sea-viewing realm, but
What kind of sea view is this?
Not to mention Lin Junbi, would it be easy for senior brother Bian Bian, who has a bottleneck in Jindan cultivation, to break open a small world with a flying sword?
Ning Yao said calmly: "Draw out the sword."
Lin Junbi looked dull and did not draw his sword. He asked in a trembling voice: "Why is it that it is clearly a swordsmanship, but it can be so magical?"
Ning Yao said: "The world of magic was swordsmanship before, but you don't know this? Don't you think that the swordsmen of the Great Wall of Sword Qi only use sabers and flying swords to hit the battlefield, right?"
Ning Yao looked at the young man, shook his head, and removed the flying sword and the small world around him.
Dozens of flying swords surrounding Lin Junbi also disappeared.
Border shouted softly: "No!"
The border was swept forward, no longer caring about hiding his cultivation, but also trying to stop Lin Junbi from recklessly sacrificing his flying sword.
Chen Ping'an was not unaware of the young man's sinister intentions, but he still did not make any move, with his hands wrapped around his sleeves, calmly handing over the battlefield to Ning Yao.
Ning Yao is the first person of his generation in the realm. He fights in many battles and has great achievements in battle outside the city. Isn't that right?
A small and exquisite sword array appeared in front of Ning Yao. Drawn by the golden light, Lin Junbi's flying sword that suddenly appeared to kill the dragon was firmly detained in it.
not only.
Previously, dozens of flying swords flashed around Lin Junbi, like arrows, piercing dozens of acupoints on Lin Junbi's body at the same time, and then suddenly hovered, with the sword tips facing outwards and the hilts facing the young man. Among them was that one.
The imitation killing dragon flashed from the center of Lin Junbi's eyebrows and hovered ten feet away behind the young man. A drop of blood condensed on the tip of the sword.
Lin Junbi was covered in blood and was on the verge of collapse.
Lin Junbi's eyes were fixed on Ning Yao, who seemed to have already become a swordsman.
The young man who was bound to lose and should admit defeat, two dots of golden light suddenly lit up in the depths of his eyes.
They were actually two natal flying swords that had been hidden and cultivated in the eyes for many years. This meant that Lin Junbi and Qi Shou were exactly the same, both had three innate flying swords.
But the dozens of hovering flying swords that had hit the spot and slightly injured the boy drew arcs of sword light of various colors, and the sword tips gathered together, clustering in front of Lin Junbi's eyes.
Lin Junbi remained motionless.
However, the young man had a spirit that left his body. He moved a few steps sideways, holding a long sword in his hand, and was about to draw the sword towards Ning Yao.
Ning Yao was also unmoved. He also had a Yin God with a figure that was as swaying as a god. He was holding a half-immortal weapon that had been refined into his destiny. He did not look at Lin Junbi, the Yin God. He held a sword in one hand, but the tip of the sword was early.
Press it against the young man's forehead.
Ning Yao's real body said slowly: "It's harder for me to hold back from killing you than to kill you casually. So you have to cherish your life."
It was only at this moment that Lin Junbi realized what Mr. Guo Shi meant, even though he was a genius, there was still a huge difference between them.
Lin Junbi was covered in blood, his eyes were dark, and his heart was like a wooden tree.
Border showed his sincerity and did not deliberately seek speed. He strode to Lin Junbi's side, stretched out his hand to hold the young man's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "How can you not win or lose in chess!"
Lin Junbi's eyes regained some of their former brightness.
A swordsman who was watching the battle laughed and said: "It's so unsatisfying. Even if Ning Yatou is in a difficult situation, she still retains most of her strength."
A friend of the Sword Immortal on the side said: "That's enough. We are as old as that brain-dead boy, so we probably won't be able to do anything better."
Sword Immortal Tao Wen suddenly said, "I guess I drank too much of Chen Pingan's wine."
Many sword immortals and sword cultivators think so.
An old swordsman in the Immortal Realm smiled and said: "Girl Ning, my 'Hengxingdou' is not a good imitation. It's still a little short of heat. Why do you look down on my flying sword?"
An old swordsman who was watching the battle at his residence on Taixiang Street sneered: "That broken sword of yours is not good at all. Every time you go into battle, it is just a thing that ignores the head. It looks like
It’s useless.”
Liu Tiefu wiped his eyes and was extremely excited. As expected of Miss Ning, whom he only dared to watch from a distance and secretly admired, she was too strong.
Chen Pingan put his hands in his sleeves and said clearly to Lin Junbi: "Winning or losing is just a small matter for you, and face is only a big deal. What's more, if you can let my Ning Yao use his sword, how much can you lose? So don't follow me here.
I just pretended to be a bargain, so I happily caught it, put it away, and went home to have some fun. Otherwise, I would really be rude to you."
Then Chen Pingan smiled at the border and said, "You are worried about him for nothing."
Lin Junbi turned a deaf ear, Yin Shen put away the sword and returned to his body, clasped his fists and lowered his head and said: "Thank you, Senior Ning, for teaching me swordsmanship. Jun Bi will never forget it in this life."
Ning Yao put away the sword-wielding Yin Shen and said, "It's up to you, I can't remember who you are anyway."
Then Ning Yao looked at Yan Lu and Liu Tiefu on the street, frowned and said: "Are you still watching the show?"
Liu Tiefu jumped to his feet, and for the first time, Miss Ning looked at me nervously. She was really nervous.
However, Yan Lu felt that his fight, whether it was a fight or not, seemed to be uninteresting. It would be boring to win, and it would be embarrassing to lose. It is estimated that no matter how the two sides fight to the death next, few people would be interested in watching it.
A few glances.
After seeing the woman stop her hand, the sword immortals had already left in groups with their swords. Each and every high-ranking immortal figure seemed quite happy when they left?
Lin Junbi turned around and left, swaying.
The opponent's sword didn't damage his spiritual foundation, but he looked a little miserable.
Regarding this victory or defeat, as the guy said, Ning Yao proved that her swordsmanship was indeed too high, but it did not hurt Lin Junbi too much. Of course, there will be an impact. In the next few years, it will probably be like a haze.
Lin Junbi's sword heart was like an invisible mountain suppressing the inner lake, but Lin Junbi believed that he could dispel the haze and move the mountain away. Only Chen Ping'an's words outside the battle situation really disgusted him! It made Lin Junbi feel depressed.
Border was the first to walk to Lin Junbi.
Lin Junbi's face turned pale and he chuckled softly: "I'm fine, I can afford to lose."
Border turned to look at the young man in blue who seemed to be in need of a beating. He felt a little weird. This Chen Pingan was not quite the same as Cao Ci in white.
Cao Ci's martial arts is very impressive, and being close to it is like looking up at a great mountain. Therefore, even if Cao Ci doesn't say a word, it gives others the illusion of "you really can't beat me, I advise you not to take action." And that Chen Ping'an seems to
On his forehead is written "You can definitely beat me, why don't you give it a try".
It's inevitable to feel a bit sad at the border. Wouldn't it be great to meet a senior who is a fellow-minded person?
As soon as Lin Junbi and Bianjie left, Jiang Guancheng and others followed.
Lin Junbi did not forget to nod to a Jindan sword cultivator, who nodded in greeting.
Zhu Mei still didn't want to leave, so she left five or six people to stay with her.
After all, there are still two levels to pass.
Zhu Mei was in a weird mood. That extremely powerful Ning Yao, she only saw Ning Yao use his sword once, and she felt overwhelming admiration. But why did Ning Yao like the man next to her? Between men and women
When it comes to love, how careless is Fairy Ning?
Chen Pingan and Ning Yao walked to Yan Zhuo and the others together.
After Ning Yao appeared, no one dared to cheer, boo or whistle along the way.
No wonder there is a saying spread throughout the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
How about Ning Yao using his sword? There is no use in being one level higher than her.
This made Chen Ping'an feel both happy and aggrieved. Why was he the only one who was so unpopular? Many bastards were drinking at the wine table, or squatting on the roadside eating pickles, and they all called him brothers.
Diezhang was full of energy and talked quietly with Ning Yao.
Chen Ping'an rubbed his chin with the palm of his hand, turned to Fan Dache and asked, "Dache."
Fan Dache was a little panicked, "What are you doing again?"
Chen Pingan asked sincerely: "What do you think of me?"
Fan Dache carefully glanced at Ning Yao beside him, nodded vigorously and said: "Very good!"
Chen Pingan humbly asked for advice and asked: "Is there anything that needs improvement? I like to hear other people speak frankly about my shortcomings."
Fan Dache shook his head and said, "No!"
Ning Yao smiled and nodded.
Fan Dache almost shed tears. It turned out that if he hadn't said a good word, Miss Ning would really have taken notice of her.
Miss Ning, you don’t seem to be this kind of person before.
On the street.
Yan Lu and Liu Tiefu started the second level of battle.
Compared to the split-second victory between Lin Junbi and Gao Youqing, two Guanhai realm sword cultivators, the two fought back and forth and used their tactics repeatedly.
Chen Ping'an looked attentively.
Chen Sanqiu asked doubtfully: "Do you need to watch the battle so carefully?"
Chen Ping'an nodded, carefully observed the complicated trajectory of the flying swords of both sides, and said with a smile: "Except for you friends, I will first treat them with life-and-death hostility."
Fan Dache hesitated and asked tentatively: "Am I also considered a friend?"
Chen Ping'an subconsciously withdrew his gaze and looked at Fan Dache, "Of course."
Fan Dache plucked up the courage and said: "Friends are friends, but they are not as good as Sanqiu and the others, right? Otherwise, you don't have to look at me deliberately when you talk to me."
Chen Ping'an couldn't help being stunned for a moment, but did not deny it and said with a smile: "Why do you think you, a big man, have such a delicate mind?"
Except for Ning Yao, everyone looked at Chen Pingan with a smile.
Fan Dache moved quietly, with a forced smile, and gave Chen Sanqiu a gentle elbow, "Five snowflakes cost a bottle of wine, I understand."
Chen Sanqiu said angrily: "You know nothing."
Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "Da Che, I will go to Ning Mansion with Sanqiu often in the future. We will take turns to fight and compete with you. Remember, if you really break through, go to the wine shop to drink and howl a few times. That pot
The wine costing five snowflakes can be considered as the congratulatory wine I give you."
Fan Dache was stunned and said nothing.
Chen Sanqiu stepped on Fan Dache's instep, and Fan Dache came back to his senses and said yes, no problem.
In the second level, as expected by Chen Ping'an, the strict rules led to a small victory.
Liu Tiefu's loss was not too embarrassing.
On both sides of the street, boos broke out. The shameless Liu Tiefu grinned, clasped his hands in his fists, and smiled to thank all the swordsmen for watching the battle.
At the third level, Situ Weiran is responsible for guarding the level.
The other party was a Jindan sword cultivator named Jin Zhenmeng. He had just broken through and became an Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator not long ago. He was in his thirties and was also a very famous and proud son of the Shaoyuan Dynasty. But this time he left his hometown south.
All the brilliance has been overshadowed by Lin Junbi, Yan Lu's talent in swordsmanship, and Zhu Mei and Jiang Guancheng's illustrious family background. Moreover, Jin Zhenmeng himself is not the kind of swordsman who likes to stand out. After passing three levels this time, even though he knew that he was Lin Junbi's only one.
"Abandoned son" doesn't have many grudges in his heart. Being able to learn swordsmanship with peers in the Great Wall of Jianqi and with a real genius, Jin Zhenmeng, the oldest among his peers, has no regrets. This time he followed a group of young geniuses south to Daoxuan Mountain
, stayed at Meiyuanzi, and then came to Sun Jianxian's mansion on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Jin Zhenmeng followed Lin Junbi's arrangements, but he had many small plans of his own, all related to swords.
Therefore, although there is no suspense about the outcome of this pass and defend, it is the most like a serious question of swordsmanship.
Situ Weiran did not deliberately draw his sword to gain speed, he just regarded this sparring as an experience.
Therefore, after burning the incense, Jin Zhenmeng sheathed her sword and surrendered. Situ Weiran, who had always been very proud and proud, rarely smiled and returned the favor after sheathing his sword.
In fact, we only talk about the battle of the three passes. Lin Junbi's side returned home with a great victory.
It's just that now that things have happened, no one on Lin Junbi's side will feel that they have won at all.
After the three levels were over, all the sword cultivators watching the battle on the street dispersed.
Many people went directly to the wine shop on the Diezhang side to watch the battle and watch one more game. Today's wine accompaniment was very exciting, and it tasted much better than the plates of salty pickles. But now there are
A bowl of Yangchun noodles, which was also free of charge, was tolerated by the second shopkeeper.
Ning Yao didn't go to the liquor store to join in the fun, saying he was going back to practice. He just reminded Chen Ping'an that he was injured and should drink as little as possible.
Yan Zhuo asked: "What's going on?"
Chen Pingan answered with a smile from his heart: "I have been refining the natal items these past few days, and I ran into a little trouble."
Yan Zhuo didn't ask any more questions.
Chen Sanqiu didn't say much.
There seemed to be something strange happening in the Ning Mansion earlier. Even the ordinary swordsman was unknown, but it actually alarmed his ancestor Chen Xi. Chen Sanqiu, who was practicing swordsmanship at the time, was confused. He didn't know why his ancestor would show up.
The ancestor just smiled and said to Chen Sanqiu that the old futon monk at the top of the city who had been napping for many years should probably open his eyes.