Chapter Five Hundred and Ninety-Five Ten Sword Immortals at the Peak of the Great Wall of Sword Qi
Fan Dache, who was covered in tiny scars today, was drinking in a wine shop, lost in thought.
Chen Sanqiu was not much better and suffered a lot of injuries.
The five people agreed to work together to surround and kill the sword fairy Nalan at night in the small mustard world of the Ning Mansion Martial Arts Arena.
As a result, except for Chen Ping'an, Chen Sanqiu, Yan Zhuo, Dong Huafu, and Fan Dache, who was the last hindrance, no one ended well, with more injuries and less injuries.
Fatty Yan went home and continued to practice his sword. Dong Heitan wandered around somewhere, eating and drinking, buying this and that. Anyway, all the debts were settled on Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo.
Fan Dache said: "Sanqiu, I am suddenly afraid of becoming a golden elixir sword cultivator. If you become a golden elixir, there will be no sword master followers."
Chen Sanqiu said with a smile: "Then I'm better than you. I have a good reincarnation, a big surname, and a rich family. Even if I become a golden elixir, I still have a family swordsman to help protect the formation. I'm happy, I'm so happy, I'll drink one first."
As expected, Chen Sanqiu raised his bowl and took a sip of wine.
Chen Sanqiu has now discovered that with a friend like Fan Dache, who is as considerate as his hair, it is better to be more straightforward with his words and not take too much care of the other person's mood.
Fan Dache started laughing and said, "Chen Pingan promised that I will follow you guys out of the city the next time the war breaks out. Then he, Chen Pingan, will be my swordsman."
After practicing martial arts and swordsmanship for so many times, no matter how stupid Fan Dache is, he still sees some of Chen Ping'an's intentions. In addition to helping Fan Dache hone his realm, he also wants everyone to cooperate skillfully and strive for everyone to survive in the next fight.
Kill as many monsters as possible at the same time.
Chen Sanqiu raised the wine bowl and bumped it, "Then you, Fan Dache, are amazing. With this kind of treatment, you can make Chen Ping'an a retinue."
Fan Dache poured another bowl of wine and wiped his mouth, "Thinking about it now, I am willing to be a golden elixir sword cultivator again."
Fan Dache lowered his voice and said: "Chen Ping'an is now a fifth-level monk, and he is just at the level where our Great Wall of Sword Qi has been broken. Why doesn't he come to the wine shop himself to make a fuss?"
Chen Sanqiu smiled and said: "I guess I'm too embarrassed to publicize it. After all, I'm not in the cave realm yet."
Fan Dache shook his head and said, "What is he embarrassed about?"
We were drinking together here before. Chen Pingan stood up and toasted all the guests. He said some serious words, "Fair swordsmen, why don't you break the boundary? Don't be polite to me. What's the point of being polite? Drink with our swords."
I am angry that the cheapest drinks in the Great Wall, the most delicious Yangchun noodles, and pickles that are free of charge have not been broken. This is like squatting in a manhole and not shitting. Are you worthy of the drinks in my shop? Are you worthy of the couplets and couplets in the wine shop?
Are you criticizing me? If you don’t live up to your expectations, all bachelors will pay more when they come here to drink!
At that time, all the drinkers were confused. They always felt that something was wrong, but they seemed to take it seriously to the end. For example, if they thought about the sentence about squatting in a manhole and not taking a shit, they would still suffer a loss.
In fact, these are okay. The most annoying thing is the fact that Dong Huafu took the initiative to pay money. Almost no one among the big and small gamblers won money. At the beginning, everyone was quite happy. Anyway, the second shopkeeper and the Yan family
The little fat guy followed suit and lost a lot of money. Later, Pang Yuanji, the only one who actually won money, came to the wine shop and drank with a smile. Then some people began to come to their senses, including the old thief Yuanying who was sitting in the bank.
This is the bastard who wrote a poem out of nowhere before.
Damn it, such a familiar road!
So today Chen Pingan did not go to the shop to drink with Chen Sanqiu and Fan Dache, but went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
On the way there, Chen Ping'an, who had earned several Grain Rain coins after dividing the accounts, planned to change the person who would be the banker next time. For example, the sword fairy Tao Wen seemed to be more honest and honest.
On the other side of the city, Chen Ping'an did not directly drive the talisman boat to land next to his senior brother, but walked more than a hundred miles further.
During this period, I met a group of child sword cultivators from the Lower Five Realms, where they followed a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator.
There is no taboo in watching this type of sword practice.
Chen Ping'an was sitting on the top of the city, watching from a distance. Not far away, there were seven or eight little kids lying there arguing. They were arguing about how many Lin Junbis could defeat the second shopkeeper.
The children who can play on top of the city are actually not simple, they are either rich or noble, or they are born with the talent to practice swordsmanship.
Children from places like Yanyi Lane and Lingxi Lane will not come here. Once the city is too far away from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, ordinary children from the city will not have strong foot strength. Furthermore, above the city, the sword intent is heavy and the sword Qi is heavy.
A child with a strong body and a weak body simply cannot bear this suffering. This is life, some people are like a fish in water since they were young, and some people become more and more passionate as they grow up.
A child saw Chen Pingan sitting next to him and shouted at the top of his voice: "Second shopkeeper, tell me if you can hit five Lin Junbi with one hand. If you nod, you will be my Yuan Zaixuan from now on."
friends!"
Chen Ping'an didn't turn around, just waved his hand to get out.
The kid whose name didn't mean he was too young didn't want to give up and continued to ask: "What about three? Three is always okay?!"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I haven't fought before, so I don't know."
Yuan Zaihua shouted: "Then I will help you write a letter of challenge? Just say that the second shopkeeper plans to use one hand to challenge everyone including Lin Junbi, Yan Lu and Jiang Guancheng!"
Chen Ping'an stood up and came to the child with her hands on her hips. She was stunned for a moment to see that she was actually a tomboy. He held her head down, twisted her gently, and kicked her on the butt. "Go away. Do you know how to write?"
Also issued a letter of challenge."
After Yuan Zaihua stood firm, he said angrily: "I am quite literate! I am much more knowledgeable than you!"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Can you write the words "bragging and not drafting"?
Yuan Zaihua said: "I know how to write, but I don't want to write. In fact, you don't know how to write, and you want me to teach you? What a beautiful idea!"
She is obviously the king of children, and the other children all share the same hatred and agree with Yuan Zaihua.
Chen Pingan sat down, facing the city to the north, twisted his wrist, took out a bamboo leaf, and played a tune.
After hearing this, Yuan Zaihua disapproved and said, "It doesn't sound good."
The rest of the children had no choice but to peck at the rice together.
Yuan Zaihua felt a little disappointed when he saw that Chen Ping'an didn't answer. He just patted his knees with both hands and looked to the north. Further north of the city, there was a mirage of prosperous commerce and a mixture of fish and dragons.
Chen Pingan suddenly laughed and asked: "Which ten sword immortals do you think are the most powerful now? There is no need to order them."
Yuan Zaihua rolled his eyes and said, "There's no order of precedence. That's nonsense. It's boring. You can just guess on your own."
Chen Pingan planned to get up and practice sword practice.
Nowadays, it is easier to learn swordsmanship from my senior brother. You can use four flying swords to resist the sword energy and save yourself a few deaths.
Yuan Zaihua stretched out his hand, "Chen Pingan, if you give me a folding fan, I will reveal the secret to you."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "The abacus is pretty good."
Yuan Zaihua stretched out his hands to stop Chen Pingan from leaving, and said with stubborn eyes: "Hurry up! It must be the folding fan with the best and most handwriting!"
Chen Pingan didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but suddenly he remembered something, so he sat back and said, "You go ahead and let me see how you feel."
Yuan Zaihua poured the beans into the bamboo tube and said with a drum: "The boss Jianxian, Dong Sangeng, A Liang, Lord Yin Guan, Chen Xi, Qi Tingji, left and right, Nalan Shaowe, the old deaf child, Lu Zhi. That's ten!"
Bring me the folding fan!”
Chen Ping'an stood up, picked out a jade bamboo folding fan from among the things nearby, and slapped it on the tomboy's palm, "Remember to keep it, it's worth a lot of money."
Yuan Zaihua opened the folding fan and liked it very much. However, there were a few words on the fan and she couldn't recognize a few of them, so she said angrily: "Change it, I want one with more words."
Chen Pingan pressed her little head again, twisted it slightly, turned her head to the side, and said with a smile: "Little girl, do you dare to bargain with me? Accept it when you agree, or else I will regret it."
Yuan Zaihua closed the folding fan, walked around behind him, and stretched out his hand again, "Then I will buy you another folding fan with the most words!"
Chen Pingan smiled and asked, "Where's the money?"
Yuan Zaihua said seriously: "Boss Jianxian, Dong Sangen, A Liang, Lord Yin Guan, Chen Xi, Qi Tingji, left and right, Nalan Shaowei, Lao Deafer, Lu Zhi. From today on, we will add a second shopkeeper
Chen Pingan! These are the eleven most powerful sword immortals of our Great Sword Qi Wall!"
Chen Ping'an was so happy that he gave her another folding fan with a lot of words, and said with a smile: "You can do it, little girl. If you can steal money from me, you are the number one on the Great Wall of Sword Qi."
How could Yuan Zaihua care about such a "fake name"? She now had folding fans in both hands and was very happy. She suddenly used a negotiating tone and lowered her voice and asked: "You can give me another one. It's okay if the word count is smaller."
I can rank you in the top ten or the top five!"
It's a pity that the silly second shopkeeper walked away with a smile.
But before leaving, he took out a small seal, breathed a sigh of relief, asked Yuan Zaihua to hand her the folding fan with a small number of characters, sealed it lightly, and then returned the folding fan to the little girl.
A group of children looked at each other in shock.
The old Yuanying swordsman finished teaching swordsmanship, and after Chen Pingan walked away, he came near these children.
Yuan Zaihua was lying on the wall, with two folding fans spread out in front of her eyes, trying hard to read the words there. Of course she liked the fan with the dense writing on it, it was more valuable when she looked at it.
But the old man bent down and looked at the folding fan with fewer words, and laughed dumbly.
Most good things are not strong, and the colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle.
Colorful clouds are easy to disperse and come back again, but my heart is like broken glass that remains unbroken.
The previous sentence is an extremely famous poem in the world.
The following words are similar to each other, and their meanings are completely different. They must have been made up by the young man himself.
But after all, the meaning is good. Instead of the dejected and miserable meaning of the previous sentence, I can only say that the intention is good, that's all.
The old swordsman sighed, squatted down, looked at the inconspicuous red seal, and smiled, which was a bit interesting.
The seal is "There are many separations in the world, but even a broken mirror can be reunited."
When he thought of the life experience of this girl Yuan Zaihua, her father who was expected to reach the upper fifth realm died in the battle in the south, leaving only mother and daughter to depend on each other. The old swordsman raised his head and glanced at the retreating figure of the young man in the distance.
In any case, they are still different from the scholars in the academies and academies of the past.
It's not that the former is unwilling to do something, but almost always ends up hitting a wall. As time goes by, they naturally become disheartened and return to Haoran Tianxia sadly.
Chen Ping'an arrived at the left and right sides.
Zuo Zuo asked: "Is the situation broken so soon?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "We are already at the fifth level of Qi Practitioner."
Zuo Zuo said: "Don't slack off in studying and cultivating your mind."
There are probably only senior brothers like you in the world. They are not worried about their junior level being low, but are worried about breaking through too quickly.
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "With senior brother watching, I don't dare to slack off even if I want to."
Zuo Zuo sneered: "Why don't you say 'even if you want to die a few more times under the sword energy, you can't'?"
Chen Ping'an knew that he was going to suffer a lot during this sword practice.
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Jin Su, the sweet-scented osmanthus girl on the Osmanthus Island ferry, is actually Madam Gui’s only direct disciple. What state she was ten years ago is still the same today. After all, the bottleneck is difficult to break, so this time the cross-continental ferry docked at Hanging Mountain, Madam Gui deliberately let her
There are many places to relax in Hanging Mountain, and the mountains and seas depend on each other. It is a unique geomantic treasure land. Not only that, Mrs. Gui also gave Jinsu a piece of Grain Rain money as pocket money. She laughed with her disciples and saw those who missed her nearly Xiaoer.
The beloved object of ten years should not be hesitated. Jin Su was shocked and wanted to refuse, but Mrs. Gui waved her hand and told Jin Su that Mr. Qi and his disciple were both
It’s your first time climbing Xuanxuan Mountain, so remember to help as much as possible.
Jinsu didn't think much about it.
Qi Jinglong and his disciple Bai Shou did not report to their guru, so Jin Su regarded them as Confucian disciples and bookboys on a study tour.
Luzhou in Beiju is famous for being a skilled swordsman, but neither the master nor the disciple has a sword.
This time they took the Osmanthus Island to travel to Daixuan Mountain because they heard that they were Chen Pingan’s friends and lived in the Guimai Courtyard that had already been registered under Chen Pingan’s name. Jin Su didn’t have much contact with the master and apprentice, and occasionally accompanied Gui Pingan.
Madam went to the small courtyard as a guest to have tea or something. Jin Su only knew that Qi Jinglong came from Luzhou in Beiju, took the Pima Zong ferry in Gugutan, all the way south, stopped in Longquan County of Dali on the way, and then went directly to Laolongcheng
, it happened that Guihua Island was going to Daixuan Mountain, so he stayed in Guimai Courtyard, which had never been inhabited.
His master, Mrs. Gui, didn't talk about the other person's cultivation, and Jin Su didn't bother to ask about the other person's background. He just regarded him as an ordinary ferry guest who would never see him again after meeting him once.
What is her family background, her realm, and her personality? What does it have to do with her Jinsu?
It was just something that Master had told her. Jinsu didn't dare to neglect it. The anchorage of Guihua Island this time was still near the catching and releasing pavilion. She and Qi Jinglong introduced the origin of the catching and releasing pavilion. She never thought that the young man with the weird name had just met him.
After Dao Laoer wrote the plaque himself, he lost interest in going to the small pavilion to join in the fun. Instead, Qi Jinglong had to go and stand at the pavilion. Jinsu didn't care, but the young man with white hair was impatient. Only Qi Jinglong slowly squeezed through the crowd.
, stopped for a long time in the crowded catch-and-release pavilion, and finally left the most boring pavilion among the eight scenic spots in Xuanxuan Mountain. He still looked up and stared at the plaque, as if he could really see something, which made Jinsu a little bit nervous.
I'm not happy that he's so coy and pretentious. He seems to be worse than the Chen Ping'an he was back then.
Fortunately, Jin Su is a cold-tempered woman, and there are no clues on her face.
In addition, there were several sweet-scented osmanthus girls who were close to him, and they would play together for the next three days. Jinsu smiled a little when he thought of the Grain Rain coin that he had carefully hidden.
The white-headed man was really careless and complained all the way, complaining that "the man surnamed Liu" delayed him from going to the Leize Terrace.
The young man did not respectfully address Qi Jinglong as his master, nor did he call him Mr. Qi, but he always said "Liu", which was actually quite strange.
Taking such a disciple with no sense of dignity and lack of etiquette to travel to mountains and rivers together, Jin Su felt that this Qi Jinglong was actually even stranger.
After leaving the Zhu Fang Pavilion, which was crowded with people, Jin Su asked Mr. Qi as usual if he had any favorite inn. Lingzhizhai Inn had the best scenery, but it was expensive, so many regular guests from Guihua Island usually stayed at the Stork Inn.
Ping'an is like this, but the inn is not big, located deep in a back alley, not very eye-catching, and not a very good inn. Fortunately, the price is affordable. Qi Jinglong smiled and asked Miss Jinsu to take us to the Stork Inn.
Baishou Bai was not happy and was about to yell, but Qi Jinglong turned around and looked at him. The young man swallowed back the words that came to his lips and only dared to curse.
The group of people arrived at the Stork Inn, which was really hidden deep in a back alley. Looking at the young shopkeeper with a bright smile, they always felt that they were being led to the pig pen to be slaughtered, so they were in the same room with Liu.
After sitting down in the room, Bai Shou began to complain: "People named Liu, our sword cultivators in Beiju Luzhou have reached Daixuan Mountain, don't they all live in Chunfanzhai, one of the four private houses in Daixuan Mountain? We live in Xiaopodi
What are you doing? Why, you covet the beauty of those sweet-scented osmanthus ladies?"
Qi Jinglong poured two cups of tea, Baishou took the cup and drank it all in one gulp, and continued to talk: "Liu, I really want to say a few words from the bottom of my heart to you. Even the most beautiful golden millet is not as beautiful as
Fairy Lu, who is obsessed with you, right? Oh, by the way, the owner of Chunfanzhai, I heard that in his early years, he almost became a Taoist couple with Fairy Lu in Shuijingshan Mountain. Are you afraid that someone will tip off Fairy Lu, so come here
The hanging mountain blocks your way? No, this Fairy Lu is not the Master Sun of the Caique Mansion. But let me tell you, among the women who like you, Lu Sui is certainly the best in terms of beauty and temperament.
, I like Sun Qing the most, he is generous and generous, but also a little reserved. The guy from Sanlang Temple is really too enthusiastic, and his eyes are so fierce. When I saw your surname Liu, I looked like a drunkard.
It's like a pot of good wine. When I look at you two, I feel like you are not in the same group."
Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "When you return to Taihui Sword Sect in the future, do you want to visit Luopo Mountain in Longquan County?"
Bai Shou immediately shut up and pretended to be deaf and mute. He still seemed to feel that it was not safe. He also tempered his temper and politely poured a cup of tea for the man named Liu.
Such a method, now when Bai Shou thinks of a certain Heitan who is ruthless and loves to pretend, his scalp is numb and his liver is hurting.
Never would I have thought that my great reputation as a white-headed swordsman would be ruined in one day before I even made any achievements while traveling for the first time!
Damn Luo Luoshan, I will never go there again in this life.
A good disciple taught by the stubborn Chen Pingan!
Luo Po Mountain was a place that he and Bai Shou guessed were incompatible with each other and were destined to be incompatible with each other. Not to mention the name was unlucky. If he didn't go there, he would be beaten to death.
Qi Jinglong thought of some things at home, feeling helpless and sad.
After leaving Luzhou in Beiju this time, Qi Jinglong had nothing to do for the time being, and he had successfully accepted the Taihui Sword Sect's three inquiries from the three sword immortals, so he wanted to visit the other eight continents in the world, and there were also
Master Huang Tong secretly gave instructions, saying that the sect master had ordered him to go to the Sword Qi Great Wall immediately. The sect master had something to explain to him. How could Qi Jinglong not know the sect master's intention, which was to make Qi Jinglong relatively safe?
During the war, he quickly visited the Sword Qi Great Wall and even directly passed on the position of sect leader to himself. Then for at least a hundred years, he would no longer have to think about Qi Jinglong’s own name and purely as the new sword immortal of Beiju Luzhou.
Participate in the demon-killing defense of the Sword Qi Great Wall.
It is enough to leave all other affairs of the Taihui Sword Sect to Han Huaizi alone.
Bai Shou no longer dared to talk about the matter of men and women, so he changed the subject, "We really can't go to Chunbanzhai to stay for a while? I really want to go and see the gourd vine with my own eyes. On the mountain, I and many junior fellow apprentices
My nephew patted his chest and promised to meet those future sword gourds for them. I couldn't see them. I had no face when I returned to the Taihui Sword Sect. Could it be that I could only hide in Pianran Peak? I have no face. After all, I have no face.
, Aren’t you losing face?”
Chunbanzhai is one of the four major private residences in Daixuanshan.
The most famous one is, of course, the Yuanruo Mansion owned by Liu Dacai God of Aaizhou. It is a mountain of gold and silver made purely with the money of gods. The grievances between the head of the Liu family of Yuanruo Mansion and the Taoist Mahatma Lord when he was young are even more important.
It's a widely circulated joke.
In the Plum Garden built by the monks of the Shenzhou Sect of Middle-earth, it is said that the garden has a spirit charm from the upper five realms who has lived for an unknown number of years. In order to successfully move the ancestral plum tree from his hometown to Daixuan Mountain, the owner of the garden directly hired him.
One can imagine that a whole cross-continental ferry costs a lot of money.
Chunbanzhai was built by a frustrated swordsman in Luzhou, Beiju. He often received sword cultivators from his hometown, but the owner never showed up.
The last Shuijing Mansion is a separate courtyard of the Immortal Family of the Sea Sect. It is said that in recent years, the remaining heritage of the Jiaolong Valley has been collected near the water tower, and the sect's reputation has skyrocketed.
Han Huaizi, the leader of Taihui Jianzong, Huang Tong, the master of the Zushi Hall, and Li Cai, the leader of Duckweed Jianhu who later rushed to Daoxuan Mountain, all stayed in Chunfanzhai. There is a gourd vine planted in Chunfanzhai.
After generations of cultivating immortals, the master of Chunbanzhai finally received this great blessing. He continued to water it with spiritual energy for thousands of years, and fourteen large and small gourds that were expected to be used to build sword gourds were born. As long as they were refined
Success, quality and rank all start as magic weapons. The gourd with the best appearance, once refined into a sword-raising gourd, is rumored to be the half-immortal weapon.
The magic weapon on the mountain or the semi-immortal weapon, even if it is the important treasure of the immortal family of the same rank, there is a distinction between superior and inferior, and even the difference between cloud and mud is extremely different.
A semi-immortal weapon's sword-raising gourd is almost comparable to the sword-raising gourd left behind by the Taoist ancestors, so it should be regarded as an immortal weapon.
The Luzhou Sword Immortal from Beiju stayed away from his hometown and took the gourd vine here to take root. It was an extremely wise move for Chunban Mansion to be protected by Daoxuan Mountain and not be affected by external disturbances.
It's just fourteen gourds that have not yet fully matured. They can finally refine half of the sword-raising gourd, which is already quite good. Chunbanzhai is enough to become famous all over the world and make a lot of money. The most important thing is that it can also rely on seven
He has acquired one or more sword-raising gourds and made friends with at least seven sword immortals. Maybe with these incense and love, the owner of Chunbanzhai can hope to directly establish a sect in any continent in the vast world and become the founder.
That's why Baishou is so obsessed with Haruhanasai.
What's more, Chen Ping'an's vermilion wine pot turned out to be a legendary sword-raising gourd. It almost made the young man jealous to death on Pianran Peak.
If you could be just like Brother Chen, using a sword gourd to hold wine and drink, how much more respect would you have in traveling around the world?
However, Brother Chen was still a bit thin-skinned and did not listen to his suggestion, so he carved the three characters "Raising Sword Gourd" on the wine pot.
Qi Jinglong nodded and said: "I will go. I will visit the other seven scenic spots first. Nowadays, it is extremely difficult for outsiders to go from Daoxuan Mountain to the Jianqi Great Wall. We need Chunbanzhai to manage the relationship and help guarantee."
Bai Shu, who was very lost in Luo Luo Mountain, immediately came back to his senses when he heard about the show, and said happily: "Then can you help me book a Spring Banner Zhai sword gourd? I don't ask for too much, as long as it is of good quality.
The worst and lowest one should be regarded as your apprenticeship gift? Taihui Sword Sect is such a big sect, and you are a Jade Pu realm swordsman. The apprenticeship gift cannot be bad. Look at my Brother Chen
, once the Luopo Mountain Patriarch Hall was completed, which one of the gifts was not a priceless thing? Mr. Liu, how about you learn a little from me, Brother Chen?"
In fact, the young man was just talking nonsense. He didn't expect that Liu Jinglong would really agree to the sword-raising gourd, a treasure of sword cultivation that is hard to buy for a lot of money, especially a sword-raising gourd with a high enough grade. Even sword immortals may not own it. Because sword-raising gourds are like this.
The existence of rare things is even more embarrassing than things that are just inches away and things that are close at hand. The higher the level of swordsmanship, the lower the grade of the sword-raising gourd. On the contrary, it delays the warmth and maintenance of the natal flying sword. The sword-raising gourd may attract the attention of sword immortals.
, how rare it can be.
But Bai Shou never thought of the guy who was drinking tea slowly. He nodded and said: "I'll open my mouth and give it a try. Whether it succeeds or not, I don't guarantee anything to you. If you listen to this sentence, your expectations are too high."
, when the time comes, he will be greatly disappointed and vent his anger on me, but in the end he did not hide it deeply, and I noticed the signs, that is, I, the master, preached wrongly. When the time comes, you and I will cultivate our minds together."
For the first time, Bai Shou didn't resent Liu's nagging. He was overjoyed and said in surprise: "Liu! Are you really willing to speak for me?"
The man surnamed Liu is full of bad things, but the only good thing about him is that he must practice what he preaches.
Qi Jinglong asked back: "In the Patriarch Hall, you become a disciple and I accept a disciple. As a preacher, you should have an apprenticeship gift to give to your disciples. You are a direct swordsman from the Patriarch Hall of the Taihui Sword Sect, and you have a good one."
Raising a sword gourd is beneficial to the road. Raising a sword in an upright way will make it faster, and you can have more time to cultivate your mind. Why am I unwilling to speak? I am not forcing someone to do something difficult, and I will buy a sword gourd head-on with Chunban Zhai.
"
Bai Shou was stunned for a moment and muttered: "I've never seen you not bring money with you when you go out. You don't look like a generous person at all."
Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "Whether a person is generous or not, his character is not only reflected in his money. In addition to the literal meaning of this word, the key lies in the word 'only'. The world's principles, if taken to the extreme, will not be a good thing.
.I am not trying to excuse myself, but I want you to see everyone besides me and think more about things. In order to prevent you from missing some friends who should not be missed and making some friends who should not be good friends in the future on the road of spiritual practice.
"
Bai Shou asked doubtfully: "Do you know that Chunbanzhai will not sell you to raise sword gourds, and you just take this opportunity to talk to me about these big principles!"
Qi Jinglong smiled and said: "People who practice, especially those who have the Tao, have a long time. As long as they are willing to open their eyes and look, how many times can they see the truth come to light? What are my intentions, do you need to ask? I tell you, you will believe it.
?"
Bai Shou covered his head with both hands and wailed: "My brain hurts. If you don't listen, you're a bastard chanting sutras."
Over there at Luopo Mountain, the boy still learned a lot of country sayings.
Qi Jinglong was not angry and drank tea with a smile.
Bai Shou suddenly asked: "Those named Liu will have to go shopping with Jinsu and the others from now on? How boring. These sisters are less afraid of fatigue when shopping than we are in cultivation. I'm afraid."
Qi Jinglong said: "Old Dragon City's Fu family ferry just happened to be docking at Daixuan Mountain. Madam Gui was probably worried that something might happen to them while they were playing at Daixuan Mountain. The children of the Fu family acted domineeringly and believed that the family law was the city's rules.
We saw it with our own eyes in Laolongcheng. This time we stayed in Guimai Courtyard, traveled across the sea, and didn’t even spend a single cent on food, clothing, housing, and transportation, so we had to reciprocate reciprocally.”
Bai Shou crossed his arms and said, "If that's the case, then I'll spend more time with my sisters. If someone from the Fu family is secretly causing trouble, don't blame me for showing off my swordsmanlike style."
Qi Jinglong asked with a smile: "Tell me, what is the demeanor of a swordsman?"
Before the Pima Zong ferry docked at Niujiaoshan Ferry, the boy was also so confident. Later, at the top of the steps of Luolu Mountain, he saw a row of three little heads eating melon seeds. The boy still felt like he was in a fight.
Guaranteed victory.
Bai Shou became angry and said: "Liu, am I your disciple?"
Having said this, the young man's eyes became a little sad.
That black charcoal girl who speaks incoherently and can make people angry to death is Chen Ping'an's founding disciple. She is actually the only direct disciple with the surname Liu.
Chen Ping'an's current level as a Qi practitioner is far inferior to that of Liu.
As a result, he was so miserable in Luopo Mountain, and he lost face, which more or less caused the person named Liu to lose some face.
Qi Jinglong said softly: "I don't think my disciples are inferior to others."
Bai Shou blushed and said angrily: "Liu, please stop being sentimental. I don't even consider you my master sincerely!"
Qi Jinglong said seriously: "When you compete with others, you always win or lose. When you compete with yourself, you only win more and less. So how should we choose, Baishou, what do you think?"
The young man lay on the table, lamenting endlessly. He really envied that little girl Fianzi, who had dark skin and an even darker heart. Her master ran away every two days and wouldn't nag around her all the time.
But this is nothing.
The scariest thing was that the money-loser Heitan was so happy when he was leaving, saying that she might also go to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to see the master, but the key was to see when Mr. Zhong would leave. She didn't care about Bai Tan.
Whether you want it or not, just help him make the decision. Next time the two sides will only fight with words, not with force.
When Bai Shou thought of this, he became furious.
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Ning Yao is still in retreat.
When Chen Ping'an was not practicing Qi, he let go of his hands and feet and fought with Nalan Yexing on the martial arts field.
Without Fan Dache and the others present, Chen Ping'an, who was punching and wielding swords with all his strength, in the small world of Mustard Seed, wearing a green shirt, would be a completely different scene.
Aunt Bai is now used to watching from the pavilion. No matter how she looks at it, she feels that her uncle is the most handsome young man on the Great Wall of Sword Qi, followed by the martial arts wizard who has never been seen in hundreds of years. As for practicing Taoism and refining qi, what's the hurry, uncle?
At first glance, he seems to be a late striker. Now, isn't he a fifth-level qigong practitioner? His cultivation qualifications are not much worse than his own lady's.
That day, at the corner of the street not far from the shop, Chen Pingan was sitting on a small bench, eating melon seeds, and finally finished telling a story about Qi Jianxian, a man who loved drinking.
Feng Kangle felt that there was something unfinished, so he asked Chen Pingan if there were any other legends about gods and monsters about the old swordsman. Chen Pingan thought about it and thought he could make up a few more, so he said there were more, and there were a lot of stories, so
I raised my head and said that the young swordsman walked at night to an ancient temple in the wilderness where old crows were fluttering. He lit a bonfire and was about to drink happily when he met several graceful women with gusts of fragrance and laughter.
, her clothes floated into the ancient temple. As soon as the young sword immortal raised his head, he frowned, because as a cultivator, he looked intently and used his magical power to see the fox tails behind those women, so the young sword immortal felt pain.
He drank a bottle of wine and stood up slowly.
At this point, Chen Ping'an stopped and said the most annoying sentence, "Let's listen to the explanation next time."
Chen Ping'an still didn't drink when he went to the liquor store, mainly because Fan Dache and the others were not there. The other drunkards and gamblers all looked at him unkindly now. It would be difficult for him to drink half a bowl of wine. There is no reason.
, I sold wine to you, and I didn’t owe you any money. Chen Pingan squatted on the roadside and ate a bowl of Yangchun noodles, but suddenly felt a little sorry for Qi Jinglong. The story seemed not exciting enough. Somehow, he finally
He is not a real storyteller, but he has tried his best.