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Ning Yao asked Chen Pingan to return to the city head first and reminded him to be careful on the way.
Dong Huafu felt that this sentence was a bit redundant.
Say what you say directly, which has always been Dong's style of painting.
Chen Sanqiu said with a smile: "If there are not a few unnecessary words between men and women, it will be in trouble."
Dong Huafu nodded in approval, and then asked: "Do you have the opportunity to say unnecessary words?"
Chen Sanqiu imitated the second shopkeeper and smiled back.
Dong Huafu was afraid that the second shopkeeper would hold a grudge and settle accounts, but he was not afraid of Chen Sanqiu, who dreamed of being his brother-in-law, so he made some words to make matters worse, "The reason why my sister became a sword cultivator of the Yinguan lineage is not to avoid you on purpose.
Right? If that’s really the case, let’s get over it. I’ll tell you later, I still have some sense of loyalty as a friend.”
Chen Sanqiu shook his head and said, "That's not the case. Your sister is a straightforward person. If she likes her, she likes her. If she doesn't like her, she doesn't like her. She won't be too deliberate."
It's always good to like someone.
What's more, ever since Chen Sanqiu wore crotchless pants, she felt that her neighbor's sister, Dong, didn't become good because she caught her eye. 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. The great lake is as flat as a mirror, and the autumn mountains are as red as fire, so they have to stand aside.
To say that Dong must be very beautiful is not really the case.
But over the years, the more Chen Sanqiu drinks, the more he likes it.
Before Chen Pingan came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, in the past few times when he went down to the city to fight, Chen Sanqiu would go to Dong Bu's side to watch the battle from afar whenever he sheathed his sword on his own battlefield. Once the situation was serious, Chen Sanqiu took action.
For help, Dong Bu thanked him afterwards, but ended up with a straightforward and heart-breaking words. It was Dong Bu who told Chen Sanqiu clearly for the second time that we were all swordsmen, acquaintances and friends. It was okay to help on the battlefield, but it was just a suggestion.
Chen Sanqiu should not have thoughts about the Taoist priest on the mountain. She should not have goosebumps all over her body just thinking about it. That time, Chen Sanqiu returned to the city and on the way home after drinking, she pushed the wall and hit the tree again.
Chen Ping'an was seriously injured, not only his skin, flesh, muscles and bones, but 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, his energy level increased instead of decreasing. It had been a long time since Ning Yao had seen Chen Pingan with such bright eyes.
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 had some insights. After he came back, he mentioned it to him, roughly.
Meaning, the human body is like an ancient battlefield site, so the four words "Don't look to the outside world" are not entirely empty words to cultivate one's mind.
Therefore, Chen Pingan himself is now a martial arts arena. Chen Pingan is quite good at peeling off cocoons and using pure true energy to suppress the spiritual energy of monks.
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 of the small vassal countries of Aquarius Continent, this is a genuine magical weapon, and even the landscape gods in those places are somewhat afraid of it.
Chen Ping'an took the lead in heading north with his sword, picking out weak spots in the demon army's battle formation and only throwing a few punches along the way.
Instead of going directly to the top of the city, 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, drank a few sips of sweet-scented osmanthus brew, and took a closer look at the battlefield.
Trend. While calming down and taking care of your breath, you can bandage the wound skillfully.
Almost 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 when the ants attack the city, these natural sword cultivation dojos are often places of death.
Therefore, an old sword cultivator who has been able to practice Taoism here for hundreds of years must be extremely lethal and extremely good at saving lives.
Not far from Chen Pingan, there was an old sword cultivator sitting 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.
Judging from the appearance of the old man, he should be the Yuan Ying Sword Cultivator on page C of the sixth page. He is already very old, but the bottleneck is difficult to break. He has been stagnating in the Yuan Ying realm. He has an unruly temperament. He is a loner with no relatives and the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Sword cultivators almost always have close friends, who are either still alive or have died in battle. There are always a few of them, but Yin Chen never has. As long as he joins the battlefield, he has a great desire to kill, and once the sword is drawn, he will be indiscriminate.
We are the enemy, so we kill a lot of demons, and 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 erased. The reputation of the old sword cultivator Yin Shen is even worse. After all, no one wants to get close to him.
A monster that can even kill one's own sword cultivators.
Each local sword cultivator in the A and C books has different annotations written by the sword cultivators of the Yinguan lineage on each page. If there are too many opinions from the sword cultivators of the Summer Palace, a few extra sheets of paper will be included.
Regarding Yin Shen, who is ranked extremely high in the C-book, there are very few opinions. Only Chou Miao and Lin Junbi wrote a few words, which are completely different from the general view of Jianqi Great Wall.
If we talk about accidental injuries on the battlefield, almost every swordsman has them. Those kinds of injuries to innocent people cannot be said to be infamy, but Yin Shen is different. Many times, the old man's sharp swords are just accurate in calculating how many people will die.
Sword repair.
According to the division of responsibilities of the Yinguan lineage, the old sword cultivator Yin Shen only needs to guard his place and does not need to go out of the city to fight.
After Chen Ping'an had bandaged all the wounds, 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 smile, that was no reason for the guest not to be polite at all.
The old man opened his eyes and said hoarsely: "You kid is really funny. I have seen some pure warriors on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. When others punch, they are restrained by flying swords and magic weapons. It's better for you to suppress it yourself."
Own."
Chen Pingan turned around and said with a smile: "Senior Yin has a good eye."
The old man asked: "I didn't call you Lord Yin Guan. Isn't there something 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 sword cultivator who was responsible for opening the formation. Yin Chen said with a smile: "Every time I see these so-called young geniuses, it is really hard to avoid being a little depressed.
.Comparing people to each other, how to compare."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "More swordsmen 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. His reputation 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, and he broke through obstacles all the way. He didn't stop until he reached the Nascent Soul. He never thought that if he stopped, he would have wasted hundreds of years.
Yin Chen sneered and said: "Besides looking up at people and secretly gossiping, what else can a waste do? For example, I sit here all year round and become an old waste from a young waste."
A person who is so cruel that he even scolds himself is basically invincible if he only talks about quarreling.
Chen Ping'an asked: "Have Senior Yin ever seen through the man holding the sword before?"
Yin Chen sneered and said: "Each generation of hidden officials is not as good as the previous one. You, a little foreigner, are already not very advanced. You relied on some superficial connections to occupy the magpie's nest and get the summer residence of senior Xiao Min."
There are countless secret records in the palace, but you don’t even know this bit of information? Even if you don’t recognize it, can’t you guess it?”
Chen Ping'an didn't mind these words. What you scolded you, I asked mine, and continued to say tentatively: "Is he the proud man of heaven who ranks at the forefront of Tuoyue Mountain's Hundred Sword Immortals? He is ranked about the same as Zhuji and Li Zhen?"
Yin Chen is the one who asked you, and I scolded me, "Now I estimate that the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi, Senior Xiao Min's words, there are all kinds of unpleasant things, right? They are really a bunch of mothers who have no father to teach them.
Damn it. If I were Senior Xiao Xun and broke through the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I would find the sword cultivators that I had scolded before one by one. Those who dared to scold them in person would be able to live. Those who dare not scold them would die. That would be a happy experience. By the way,
Previously, the great demon Yangzhi brutally killed the South Traveling Sword Immortal on the battlefield. For the sake of the overall situation, you got scolded a lot. How did it feel? If you do it again, will you let those sword cultivators who are seeking death bring you down?"
Chen Pingan said: "A Liang once told me that if a person can avoid death, he must not die. If he is scolded a few times, he can save many people. Is there a more cost-effective deal than this? I don't think so.
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Yin Chen immediately closed his mouth.
It’s not about how right young people are, that’s not the case at all.
This young Yin Guan was a reclusive disciple of the Literary Saint lineage. He had junior disciples around him, and even had a good relationship with the boss Sword Immortal. Yin Chen didn't take it seriously at all. He only had a relationship with A Liang, and Yin Chen
The head should be as big as a dustpan.
It is true that over the last hundred years, 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 a thin sheep, and the thin sheep was gone.
, I guess it’s time for Fat Sheep to recover a bit of his family fortune. Very good, let’s make another crop. If A Liang only used this method, Yin Shen would probably ignore him, but that guy could really squat next to him and talk to himself,
After nagging for several hours, just to be able to talk to the old immortal Yin about the Sword Qi Great Wall, Yin Chen couldn't help but cursed at that time, but the other party immediately turned his face and was pushed to the ground.
He was beaten severely with old fists.
When A Liang left, he felt refreshed. He did his signature move, stroking his hair with both hands, and said, "I feel so good, so good. I have had more than 800 quarrels and fights, big and small, and I still have a complete victory record."
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Yin Chen was lying on the ground and was stunned for a long time.
After that, A Liang would often come to see the old immortal Yin, and he would chat and talk, and by the way, he would increase 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. From beginning to end, he was also
He couldn't tell Yin Shen the name of a woman. But the few serious words A Liang occasionally said were all aimed at Yin Shen's Nascent Soul bottleneck.
No matter how bad his temper was, Yin Chen still wanted to cherish this love.
Yin Chen may not know how to behave, but he can still tell the difference between good and bad people.
Sometimes, maybe just because we understand things too clearly, we 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's really nothing to talk about. Besides, Yin Chen doesn't like drinking, otherwise Chen Ping'an could give him a pot of Zhuhai Dongtian wine as a gift.
Yin Chen suddenly said: "Do all the pure martial artists in the world practice boxing like this?"
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "The methods of practicing boxing are actually very similar. You can't escape being beaten first if you learn boxing. It's just that the strength is different."
Yin Chen asked again
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Said: "In front of Girl Ning, you picked up so many rags, do you have the nerve to do so?"
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, just okay, how did you hook up with her? I only heard that Ning Yatou once traveled through the world, and I never thought that you would be killed like this. Let me see, you are better than that
Cao Ci is far behind. I made a special trip to the top of the city to take a look at that kid. No matter how good he looks or how good his boxing is, you can't compare to him."
It's very exciting to talk like this. This is a compliment from the old man.
Chen Ping'an quickly stood up, sat down closer to the old Immortal Yin, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "The boxing skills are incomparable. I agree, if you look at it, the difference is not big, not big."
Unexpectedly, Yin Chen suddenly turned his face and said, "I want to keep my sword. Please give me a favor, Lord Yinguan. I won't be an eyesore here and I won't be pleasing to you."
Chen Pingan stood up angrily and left with his sword.
Yin Chen clenched his hands into fists and propped them up on his knees, and smiled. Among all the scholars in the world, there was no one who deserved to be beaten for his virtue.
Chen Ping'an 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 the sky of the wine shop.
Wei Jin smiled and said: "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."
He forcibly killed a far-reaching martial artist from the wild world by punching him with both fists. This feat was naturally not great compared to the Sword Immortal who used his sword, but it was relatively rare.
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 your hangover, so that you can talk less drunkenly."
Wei Jin pointed to the hut behind him, "Boss Sword Immortal is not in a good mood. If you can speak, please speak more."
Chen Ping'an and the Wei and Jin Dynasties parted ways. As soon as they landed at the top of the city, the boss swordsman walked out of the hut, with his hands behind his back as usual, saying, "Hey, Chen Wushen is here, and the little humble house is full of glory."
Chen Pingan was surprised. In the past, the boss swordsman was not so "polite" in his speech. In his impression, the boss swordsman was still very virtuous and respected, and he cherished his words like gold.
Chen Qingdu glanced at Chen Ping'an. 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 each 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 criminals 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, it has to do with the fifth world? As long as they can survive, they will at least have a chance to return home?
The second secret is even bigger.
What the boss swordsman 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 Ping'an had some guesses before, when the boss Sword Immortal said it himself, many connections became clear at once. For example, he no longer wondered why there was a golden body on the path of martial arts? And the gods of mountains and rivers in the world are all shaped by them.
A golden body is the foundation of the great road. Let’s not talk about the ghosts and heroes becoming gods. We only talk about the living people becoming gods immediately. Similar to the experience of Yang Hua, the water god of the Iron Fu River, "the shape is broken and the bones are standing", which is the only way. In fact, this is
Tempering one's body and strengthening one's muscles and bones are indeed similar to those of a martial artist.
Chen Qingdu didn't say it thoroughly. Anyway, this kid likes to think that he will have plenty of time in the future to ponder the front pages of this old almanac.
He walked slowly with Chen Ping'an. Since he had already started walking, he 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 and immortals. Why? According to today's saying
, the soul of a person, if it persists after death, is a god. Enjoy the incense and sacrifices in the world, and you can stabilize your golden body without practicing. "
"Immortals are those Qi practitioners who lie down in the mountains today. Scholars write history books and always delete and delete them. 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 Universities
I walked around the palace, became a retreating disciple of that old scholar, and just read a few worthless old books. This is still a bit of a facade."
Chen Ping'an just listened and memorized these statements, which were of little significance for the time being. If he 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, what is it called?"
"Come to the door!"
Chen Pingan blurted out: "If a person's craftsmanship is good enough, whether it is making crops or firing porcelain, others like to praise him as 'he's done it'."
Chen Qingdu nodded, "We're at the door, which door? How to get there? Who's coming to see the door? The answer is all in your hometown town... so what do you mean?"
Chen Ping'an said: "There is more left."
Chen Qingdu smiled and nodded, and then explained in detail the doorways to the third level of the Tenth Realm.
It's just that the old man looked a little nostalgic for the first time.
Over there in Aquarius Island, there is an old friend who has been drawing the ground as a prison for tens of thousands of years.
So Chen Qingdu said something off-topic, "Cui Chu, the embroidered tiger, is really powerful."
Chen Ping'an said: "In the first game of asking questions back then, because Mr. Qi was there, I got through it safely. When Mr. Qi was away, I couldn't get through the second game. That was because Cui Chan didn't make all his moves.
"
Chen Qingdu said: "All the hard and overcoming sufferings are just a pit in the heart. The bigger the pit, 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 recover from his injuries.
Just two days later, Chen Ping'an took a trip to the Winter Palace and came and went freely. He held the jade token in his hand and did not need to consume 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.
Among them was a child whom Chen Pingan was familiar with. She was a tomboy named Yuan Zaihua, who gave her two folding fans. She was the only little girl in the Jianqi Great Wall who could trick the second shopkeeper into paying her with her real skills.
In fact, Chen Pingan is familiar with all the other children, because they are all martial arts seeds carefully selected by him and Yin Guan. One of the children has been taken to the Middle Earth Divine Continent by Yu Xuanfu, and the others are learning boxing.
It’s not too late, it’s all here.
There are many swordsmen in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but very few pure martial artists.
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 in 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 natural overpowering, and the conflict between the avenues is extremely powerful. It was unimaginable before.
I understand, after being pointed out by the boss Sword Immortal on the top of the city earlier, I finally understood. Pei Bei, the female Martial God of the Middle Earth Divine Continent, most likely came prepared. As for Cao Ci, he is pure in boxing and never wants to do that.
In terms of martial arts, Chen Pingan felt that he was far inferior to Cao Ci. Now, as long as martial arts are willing to come, Chen Pingan can't wait to have that martial arts call "relatives and family members" to come together and open the door to welcome guests. The more the merrier.
But even if these children practice boxing in a hurry and fail to earn 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 the chance of survival will only be greater.
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 at 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. She was back to her original nature, and it was natural.
When you reach the level of the Seventh Realm Martial Arts Officer, 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 Aunt 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.
Aunt 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 swayed slightly.
More than ten children were standing in a row. Aunt Bai walked over one by one. Some children retreated, while some stood still with gritted teeth.
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 intuition was right.
When the intention of the fist slightly moved, Mammy had already moved back early. Although it was the completely opposite choice to that of Jiang Yun, they were both good candidates who hoped that the intention of the fist would "catch up" earlier.
Looking at the tomboy Yuan Zaihua again, he looked 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 Pingan thinks that these are nothing. The journey of practicing martial arts is not without qualifications and bones, but it is also very demanding, but it is not as demanding as a qi practitioner, let alone as a swordsman who gambles on fate. Swordsmanship does not rely on hardship.
However, if you practice boxing and have certain qualifications, you will be able to keep your feet on the ground and slowly show your skills. Of course, the three realms will be a big threshold, but for these children, it is definitely not difficult to pass the three realms. Sooner or later,
The difference between difficulty and ease.
Chen Ping'an leaned against the pillar in the corridor, holding his hands in his sleeves, looking at the children. Those who wanted to learn boxing with all their heart were mostly from poor families in Yan'e Lane and Mumeng Lane. Those who didn't want to learn were often children from rich families like Jiang Yun.
The children began to practice standing postures again. Auntie Bai would occasionally help twist and turn the bones and help with the handles. Then the child began to roll all over the floor, howling and crying.
It was quite fun to see Chen Pingan, who was originally in a peaceful mood, suddenly turn into gloating about his misfortune.
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Just seeing the tomboy and a backstreet kid lying on the ground in pain made me feel a little sad.
Aunt Bai glanced in the direction of her uncle, her expression was kind, 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.
She never thought that Aunt Bai would still smile and said: "Master Yin Guan, someone here said that they want to learn boxing from you, but they think my boxing is too girly, why don't you come and teach me?"
Just when Chen Ping'an was about to decline, Jiang Yun crossed his arms across his chest and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Where is Yin Guan?!"
Damn little bastard, who is Master Yinguan?
Chen Pingan glanced at the tomboy who sat up, silently raised his hand, his arm trembling, wiping the dust and sweat from his face.
Aunt 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 words.
Jiang Yun thought he had just raised his head, but the young Yinguan shut up. The child couldn't help but ask: "Is this the end?"
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "There is not much theory in boxing. This is the same as the thinner the book, the greater the knowledge it contains."
Half the story.
The more the knowledge of the Three Religions and Hundreds of Schools is focused on, the more later generations will comment on the scriptures and provide numerous exegeses, eventually becoming 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 completed the pole setting drill today, and you can teach me how to move the pole of the Mountain Shaking Fist."
There are outsiders around, so naturally my uncle can't shout.
Chen Ping'an thought for a while and concluded that it would be no problem to stay here for half an hour. He nodded in agreement and said with a smile: "This walking stick comes from the Mountain Shaking Fist."
Jiang Yun then interjected: "Wait a minute, the name of this boxing manual is not domineering, Shake the Mountain? In our Great Wall of Sword Qi, which sword cultivator can't level the mountain with just one strike of his sword?"
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Then you will teach me boxing?"
Jiang Yun frowned and said, "Speak nicely and be reasonable!"
Chen Ping'an smiled knowingly and continued: "The name of the boxing book may not be very good, so I will say a few more words."
He briefly talked about the situation of martial artists in the world, and said that those martial artists who are not from high-level families have mixed punches. As long as they can break bricks and gravel with their fists, it is already a very good martial arts style. Therefore, the word "Shake the Mountain",
The weight is not light at all. His words were mixed with some of Chen Ping'an's own experiences. Therefore, the children listened more attentively. Of course, it was rare for them to be lazy, not to stand still and be beaten, and not to walk around boringly. Who wouldn't
like.
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, Jianghu, and the Nine Realms and Ten Realms.
Children love to hear about the scenery at the top of Jingwufu's martial arts mountain. The Winter Palace is just a prison, and you can't escape. Jiang Yun once encouraged the little girl from Yuhu Street to run away together. They just climbed on the wall in the middle of the night.
The ferocious old lady pulled her back and forced them both to stand in a standing position. The little girl fainted while 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.
Do not practice boxing with the word "death".
If you are poor and rich in martial arts, you must have a master to lead the way. It takes money to train 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. If the intention of boxing is not in the body, it will feel like practicing.
Being possessed by ghosts is the greatest suffering for many martial artists who have no way to learn from others.
Chen Ping'an marked the time, said goodbye and left.
Aunt Bai continued to teach boxing to the children.
Jiang Yun murmured in a low voice: "We really met, I'm very disappointed."
Aunt Bai smiled and said: "Whenever you think you are qualified to challenge Yin Guan, you will know what despair means."
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 test and inquire first. As long as he agrees to my inquiry, I will not fight.
Already."
Aunt Bai shook her head. The Jiang family is very responsible. How could they raise such a bastard who speaks so freely?
Jiang Yun glanced at the old woman. The child felt even more strange now. How could his grandfather like such an old woman back then?
Chen Pingan returned to the summer palace, and then called the Sword Fairy Chou Miao, and together they went to Chunfanzhai in Daoxuanshan. They also visited the Plum Garden. The booklet Mrs. Blushing sent to the summer palace was not thin, so Chen Pingan
On this trip to the Upside Down Mountain, I brought two extra things, both of which were borrowed from Yan Ming and Nalan Caihuan. In the empty plum garden, Chou Miao Jianxian looked at the hidden man carrying things with his eyes shining brightly.
The official couldn't help but ask: "Do you have the same virtue in Ning Mansion's secret treasury?"
Chen Pingan was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.
Can this be the same?
When he arrived at Chunbanzhai, he looked through the account books carefully. Wei Wenlong was explaining some of the secrets in a low voice, which made Mi Yujianxian feel a little sleepy.
The result that Chou Miao and Lin Junbi were most worried about has not yet appeared.
The Bazhou ferry is still running smoothly and we can reach Daixuan Mountain smoothly.
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 prices of some important materials remained the same, otherwise the money of the Sword Qi Great Wall would not be in circulation.
, the pressure is too great, even if the generous wealth of the two private houses of Chunbanzhai and Meihuayuanzi is added, it is still far from enough, but for some second-class "spare" materials from each ferry in the Eight Continents, the profits can be appropriately exchanged.
More, step by step.
Returning to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, this was the first time that Chen Pingan approached the mirage north of the city. He did not step into it, but just watched it from a distance.
Chou Miao Sword Immortal raised his head and glanced 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. Can you do what the boss Sword Immortal did?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It's difficult to do."
On the other side of the Sword Qi Great Wall, Ning Yao, the sword cultivator, took the lead in returning to the city with his sword.
Everyone was injured, but the most serious injuries were at the peaks.
Chen Qingdu walked out of the hut.
Chen Sanqiu called out his ancestors, and Chen Qing nodded.
That's all.
If a foreigner met Chen Sanqiu while drinking, it would be difficult to imagine that this charming young alcoholic would be Chen Qingdu if he recognized his ancestors.
Chen Xi, the old swordsman who was able to carve the word "Chen" on the city wall, once privately asked his ancestor Chen Qingdu if he could let Chen Sanqiu leave and follow a certain Confucian saint to study in the world.
Chen Qingdu only asked one question.
Will Chen Sanqiu’s last name be Chen?
In the end, Chen Xi sadly left the city.
Chen Sanqiu said goodbye respectfully, and then took the lead to leave with his sword.
The descendants of the Chen family have always been like this.
There is no such thing as having an ancestor with truly superb swordsmanship. It can even be said that it is worse than not having one.
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 Pingan was about to speak but stopped.
Ning Yao said: "Except that you like someone else, there is nothing you can't say."
Chen Pingan laughed dumbly, was silent for a moment, and said: "I didn't plan to say it at first, but suddenly I realized that whatever I think is best may often turn out to be the worst. After all, two people who like each other are really good together.
This is no longer a matter for one person. So I’d better talk to you. After hearing this, you can hit people, but don’t get angry."
After Ning Yao listened, he nodded.
Chen Ping'an said that, which was regarded as an agreement with the boss Jianxian.
Ning Yao said nothing.
Chen Pingan asked softly: "Aren't you angry?"
Ning Yao asked back: "Is it useful to be angry?"
Chen Pingan thought for a while, but it seemed useless.
I just didn’t dare to say that.
Ning Yao raised his eyebrows.
Isn't that enough?
She didn't say that either.
Chen Ping'an tapped his heels lightly against the wall.
Being with Ning Yao, and before that, from meeting her, falling in love with her, to coming to Ning Yao's side, traveling through mountains and rivers, traveling far and wide, practicing boxing and so on, will be a little tiring, but I will 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 gently held her 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.
He challenged Cao Ci three times in a row with Chen Ping'an. It didn't matter if he dared to punch or if he could admit defeat.
It doesn't matter if you and the boy are alone and travel 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 Changsheng Bridge, especially when he looked at the young man's eyes and the vitality on his body, Chen Qingdu felt... dumbfounded.
Unlike many old people 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.
Chen Ping'an, who was still a young man at that time, 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 keep liking me? Can I protect the girl I like in the future? Will I definitely not disappoint some people? I will definitely
You can do this, right?!
Chen Qing thought this was very good.
It’s no wonder that before the old scholar left, he kept asking Chen Qingdu, “Am I a disciple of seclusion, good or not? Envious or not? If you are good, you are always envious, right? Alas, it’s a pity that envy cannot come. If I were Chen
Brother, you should have punched me in the face a long time ago, otherwise it will be difficult to let go of the jealousy in your heart!"