Sword comes

After the last fight, Cao Ci bid farewell to his master and left. The master and apprentice should have left the Sword Qi Great Wall and returned to Zhongtu Daduan.

Before Cao Ci left, he said to Chen Pingan, "Chen Pingan, before you go back to the inverted mountain, can you take care of that little hut for me?"

Chen Pingan wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile, "No problem."

This is Cao Ci's unique kindness.

The boy in white and the Valkyrie walked farther and farther on the horse path.

The old sword fairy reminded Chen Pingan: "I'm going to withdraw from Xiaotiandi."

Chen Pingan nodded, indicating that he was fine.

The old sword fairy removed the restriction of that side of the world, and the sword energy suddenly rushed in. Chen Ping's soul was shaken at the moment, and he was seriously injured.

An hour later, Chen Pingan was able to move around, and she and Ning Yao came near the city wall facing south, and she asked, "Are you okay?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "This injury is nothing."

Ning Yao frowned, pointed to his heart, "I mean here."

Following the girl's slender fingers like green onions, Chen Pingan's eyes did not shift for a long time.

As a result, Ning Yao slapped Chen Ping'an on the head.

Chen Pingan scratched his head, and quickly repaired the situation, "In my heart, it's even better."

A man's head and a woman's waist, one cannot be photographed, and the other cannot be touched.

But how could Chen Pingan dare to say such words.

Ning Yao leaned against the city wall and asked worriedly, "I'm really fine."

In one day, Chen Pingan lost three times, and he couldn't lose any more.

The first time was when Chen Pingan and Cao Ci were exchanging boxing skills. If there was a tacit understanding between the two sides, they were both very pure.

It's not that Chen Pingan's boxing skills are not top-notch, on the contrary, the martial gods who watched the battle nodded several times when the old man surnamed Cui taught the god-man beating drum style, cloud steaming Daze style and other boxing moves.

On the other hand, Cao Ci seems to be too freehand and leisurely, strolling in the courtyard, predicting the foresight, anticipating the enemy's opportunities first, and Chen Pingan's fists and feet seem to be just where he wants to go.

Chen Pingan never hit Cao Ci, not even with a single punch.

When the old sword fairy and Ning Yao both felt that one fight was enough, this time it was the Martial Goddess's turn to suggest with a smile, another fight, and asked Chen Pingan to let go of his hands and feet without being restricted by boxing techniques.

In the second game, Chen Pingan used the first and fifteenth days of Feijian to help out, and even used several kinds of talismans.

But compared to Cao Ci's movement skills, it was still a bit slower, no more, no less, still a hair's breadth away.

This time, even Ning Yao felt helpless for Chen Pingan.

Just like playing chess, it is not surprising that the strong nine wins the weak nine, but if this strong nine player wins every time with half eyes, it may mean that the gap in chess strength between the two is not ordinary.

The last fight was brought up by Chen Pingan himself, and Cao Ci nodded in agreement.

In the third game, Chen Pingan began to change.

It doesn't look like you are fighting against Cao Ci, but you are competing with yourself, constantly forcibly changing the number of established punches. Just imagine, whether it is the god-man beating drum style, or the iron cavalry chiseling formation, it is all tempered by the old man surnamed Cui The "fairy hand" that has been performed millions of times, Chen Pingan's behavior seems to be a little out of order.

Therefore, Cao Ci's punches are no longer just one line faster than Chen Ping's punches. Many times, Cao Ci smashed Chen Pingan's punching intentions at the beginning of Chen Ping's punches, or in the middle of the fight. It was even worse than the previous two losses.

But the three people present, even Ning Yao, who was not in martial arts, finally saw that Chen Pingan's temporary change was in the right direction.

The most important gap lies in the foundation of the four realms.

After the third game, Cao Ci gave Chen Ping a thumbs up, said only four words, and continued to work hard.

If it wasn't for Cao Ci and Chen Pingan, everyone would think that Cao Ci was provocative, showing off his might, or condescending and overlooking the loser.

However, Cao Ci's peace of mind and Chen Ping's peace of mind cannot change a fact.

Also a warrior of the four realms, Chen Pingan is now a veritable defeat of Cao Ci's subordinates.

That's why Ning Yao, who has a "clear sword heart and sharp edge", asked this question. She was worried that Chen Pingan would lose the fourth game.

Invisible state of mind battle.

Once the martial arts state of mind is crushed and shattered by Cao Ci, I am afraid that it will be difficult for Chen Pingan to enter the seventh realm in this life, not to mention the end of martial arts.

Fortunately, Chen Pingan said it was all right.

Ning Yao believed him.

Chen Pingan is not afraid of death, she knew it when she was in Lizhu Cave, she almost died at the hands of the moving mountain ape, and almost changed her life with Ma Kuxuan for her.

But not afraid of death does not mean not afraid of losing.

When he was poor and white, he was not afraid of wearing shoes with bare feet, but when Ning Yao saw a table of treasures at the Upside Down Mountain Stork Inn before, he realized that Chen Ping'an was already quite rich, especially in martial arts.

So Ning Yao was worried that Chen Pingan would go into a dead end.

Fortunately not.

The two sat together on the south facing city, side by side.

Ning Yao stacked two swords, one new and one old, on his knees, while Chen Ping still carried the sword box with only one locust tree sword left.

In fact, she thought the name of the sword Subduing Demon was quite vulgar, but when she thought that Chen Pingan was carrying a Demon Slayer on her back, she didn't bother with him.

Chen Ping put his fists on his knees and leaned forward. Thousands of miles away, there are countless monster army camps, swarming with ants. I heard from Ning Yao that every time the monster army attacks the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the canyon will be densely packed. However, there will also be densely packed flying swords on top of their heads.

When Chen Pingan and Ning Yao were together, they chatted about whatever came to mind.

From the old sword fairy Grandpa Chen, to Cao Ci and the Martial Goddess, and the Daduan Dynasty in the Shenzhou of Middle-earth where they belonged, to the Great Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain who owns one of the four great swords, when talking about the fairy sword, it is naturally involved. Known as the truly invincible Dao Er, because his fairy sword is known as "one foot above the world", then it is the inverted mountain of Dao Er's next line, and finally returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Chen Ping's boxing.

Going around and chatting as you like.

Chen Pingan has never sat in such a place with a wide view, especially in his mood.

It's like being directly face to face with a whole world.

Chen Pingan couldn't help saying: "The first time I practiced boxing was to survive. When I didn't have to worry about my life, I started to think about why I practiced boxing. For the first time, I felt that my punches must be faster, faster than anyone else. Later, I I feel that my punches may not be the strongest, but they must be the most reasonable, so I read books, ask people for advice, learn how to behave from others, and let people around me tell me when I make mistakes .”

Chen Pingan took off the wine gourd, took a sip of the wine, and said helplessly: "I reason with people. In the final analysis, I want to make the other party reason too. It's not that I think my reasoning must be right. It's a pity that this After walking down, many people are not even willing to speak the truth.”

"Official uniforms, surnames, the money in their pockets, and the cultivation bases of several realms, they probably all save worry and effort, and think these are enough to explain the truth clearly."

Chen Pingan suddenly thought of Jian Xiu Zuo Zuo, the man with high sword skills and invincible in the world.

It seems that Mr. Qi's senior brother, who is a sword repairer, doesn't like reasoning very much.

But there is a world of difference between the two, one is actively doing evil, and the other is that if someone does not offend me, I will not offend others. If someone offends me, it will be considered bad luck.

So he chose to stay away from the world.

And he said a word, roughly meaning that all people who practice Taoism are no longer human beings, they are different types.

Apart from the literal meaning, Chen Pingan didn't understand the deep meaning, but felt that it was a very heavy sentence.

Chen Ping turned to Ning Yao and said with a smile: "Of course, if my boxing technique and future sword techniques can be the fastest, faster is the best."

After Chen Ping handed the Yangjian gourd to Ning Yao, he stood up and began to punch slowly, in line with the eighteen stops taught by A Liang.

A Liang once said that his [-]th stop was not the same.

Ning Yao frowned and said, "Chen Pingan, you have to practice so many punches every day, and you still have to think about so many messy things."

"Just think about it."

Chen Pingan was full of smiles, and he punched freely and slowly, but he was not lazy, but natural.

Ning Yao turned his head to look at Chen Pingan, whose boxing skills were bubbling like flowing water, and asked, "Then have you ever thought that if you think so much, it will slow down your martial arts practice. That Cao Ci certainly wouldn't think so much .”

Chen Pingan kept practicing boxing, and said with a smile: "He is a genius, and he must be the most remarkable kind of genius, but I am not, I have to think and do more every step, I am an ordinary man, don't you also criticize me It is a mud leg, so you must first do "good" every step, and then be right, very right, the most right. I can't rush, I used to be in the past, throwing blanks and firing porcelain, sitting for an afternoon, only Only when there are no mistakes can a good embryo emerge, it is very simple."

Chen Ping added habitually, "Right?"

Ning Yao asked back: "Simple"

Chen Pingan was a little puzzled, "Isn't it simple?"

Ning Yao took a sip of the wine in Yangjian Gourd, and answered the question, "Simple is good."

Chen Ping's punches are no longer in accordance with the shaking mountain boxing manual or the boxing style taught by the old man surnamed Cui, but on a temporary basis.

Pause and pause, fast and slow.

Chen Ping'an was completely immersed in it.

My natal porcelain is broken, and my longevity bridge is broken.

I used to practice boxing just to hang my life, and then I finally came here and found you.

I, Chen Pingan, feel that I am amazing

Chen Ping's punches became faster and faster, so that the breeze was blowing and hunting between his sleeves.

Sitting on the golden arched bridge in the sea of ​​clouds back then, the fairy sister said that I must not disappoint Mr. Qi's hopes, because she first chose me because she chose to believe in Mr. Qi, and she was willing to go with him to gamble. That one-ten-thousandth hope.

Having this one, I am this one, is enough

On the top of the city, Chen Pingan's boxing skills suddenly changed from fast to slow, without any abruptness.

Moving horizontally, he continued to punch the wild world, changing from the slowest to the fastest in an instant, roaring like a wind.

The old man surnamed Cui once boasted that he wanted to teach the world's warriors to feel that the sky is above me when they see me punch me.

Chen Pingan seemed to be answering a question in his heart. While punching, he laughed loudly and said, "Okay."

Ning Yao opened his mouth slightly.

Is this still Chen Pingan?

Ning Yao was a bit sentimental for the first time, took a sip of the wine full of melancholy, stretched out a palm, and complained: "Chen Pingan, I can't beat you with one hand now."

Chen Pingan stopped punching, squatted down, and said with a smile, "If you hit me, I won't fight back."

Ning Yao rolled his eyes and said: "Are you still a man? If it is spread, whether it is in the Great Wall of Sword Qi or in Haoran Tianxia, ​​people will be laughed at to death."

Chen Ping's eyes were firm, "If one day you are bullied, no matter what level of martial arts I was at that time, I will punch the fastest that time."

Ning Yao pointed to the south of the city, "The peak monster of the thirteenth realm is not afraid."

Chen Pingan nodded.

Ning Yao pointed behind him, "The saints of Confucian temples in the world are not afraid."

Chen Ping still nodded.

Ning Yao pointed to the top of his head, "Tao and Buddha are not afraid."

After Chen Ping nodded, he said softly, "Ning Yao, don't die on the battlefield."

Ning Yao turned his head, stopped looking at Chen Pingan, embraced the raising sword gourd, looked at the Wannian battlefield under his feet, nodded, his eyes were firm, "I can't guarantee that I will not die, but I will definitely strive to live."

Ning Yao suddenly laughed, "Chen Ping'an, then quickly become the number one sword fairy in the world."

Chen Pingan scratched his head and said, "I can't guarantee it, but I will try my best."

Chen Ping came to Ning Yao and sat down.

Shoulder to shoulder.

Ning Yao was a little shy, so he bumped him lightly, as if he wanted to push him away, and Chen Pingan leaned back again and again.

Chen Pingan's shoulders swayed back and forth like this.

In the end, the two quietly looked towards the south.

On one shoulder is the hope of Mr. Qi and Sister Shenxian.

Carrying the expectations of the beloved girl on one shoulder.

Although it's not the willows and the grass and the warblers, it's not the spring and the green mountains and green waters.

But Chen Ping felt that this was very good, it couldn't be better.

Pei Bei and Cao Ci's master and apprentice walked slowly on the top of the city. Cao Ci looked back at the direction of the hut, and said seriously: "Although his third-level foundation is still far behind my previous one. But I think Chen Ping'an , he is expected to follow me."

The Valkyrie smiled and said, "This is a very high evaluation."

Cao Ci asked: "Master, what do you think?"

She shook her head lightly, "What do I think? It doesn't make any sense. It depends on how you and Chen Pingan will go in the future, the speed of your respective advancement, the strength of each realm's foundation, and the final level of martial arts. Of course, who can live longer , is crucial."

Cao Ci nodded and asked, "Master, if there are no major accidents, how long can you live?"

Regarding this life-and-death event, her tone was flat, "Ordinary ten-level warriors can live to about 200 years old by minimizing the consumption of their original energy and life-and-death battles that are hard to cure. I can probably live for another 200 years. But how many years?" In the next [-] years, we can do more things.”

Cao Ci sighed: "In the end, Qi practitioners live longer."

Pei Bei was noncommittal and asked, "About Chen Pingan, do you have any other thoughts?"

Cao Ci shook his head, "It's gone."

Pei Bei warned: "Before reaching the Seventh Realm, you can leave the Daduan Dynasty, but you are absolutely not allowed to go to other continents."

"got it."

Cao Ci still doesn't care, his real opponent in martial arts is only himself.

The tall Valkyrie of Middle Earth Divine Continent couldn't help laughing, and stretched out her hand to rub Cao Ci's head.

Cao Ci said helplessly: "Master, don't always treat me like a child."

Before Pei Bei walked down the wall, she glanced back at the hut, and she quickly looked away and smiled.

It would be very sad for a pure martial artist who lived in the same era as Cao Ci.

Respect those who admire him, look up to the mountains, and can only look up for the rest of his life.

Those who envy and envy him are far behind.Those who are hostile to him scratch their hearts and livers.

Pei Cup is looking forward to his disciple's final peak.

After all, Wu Wu Er

Chen Pingan had been in the city for nearly a decade, and Ning Yao came and went that day, saying that an important guest had come to the house and she needed to show up.

Chen Pingan continued to walk along the top of the city. After walking for more than ten miles, he found a little girl in a loose black robe standing in front of her, with a playful shofar braid. Falling down from the top of the city, Chen Ping'an was terrified and couldn't help but go to help the reckless little girl. Only two long trips made Chen Ping'an mature a lot. In Caiyi Country, in the inverted mountain, And in this Great Wall of Sword Qi, the three are worlds apart.

So Chen Pingan just gave a hello, pretending to be asking, with the Jianqi Great Wall dialect taught to him by Ning Yao, he spoke lamely and asked, "Do you know who the old man in the thatched hut is?"

The little girl ignored Chen Ping'an and was still swinging on the city wall.

Chen Pingan stopped at a distance that he thought was reasonable, and took a look at her. There was still snot bubbles on her immature face, and she was indeed sleeping.

Really big heart.

Chen Ping felt that he was probably a genius swordsman.

In an instant, a girl with shofar braids who could not stand still fell straight to the city.

Subconsciously, Chen Pingan was about to take a step and grab the little girl's ankle.

But one hand was holding Chen Ping'an's shoulder, and he couldn't move. Turning his head and looking, he found a kind-hearted white-haired old man standing on his left, with a slender figure and a white jade hairpin in his bun. Little guy, from your accent, you're a foreigner, right? Kindness is a good thing, but in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, you must remember one thing, don't cause trouble for others, let alone trouble yourself."

The old man pointed in the direction of the little girl "falling off the cliff", "Your Majesty Yinguan doesn't need your help either. She is the sword cultivator who has killed the most five-level monster races in the past thousand years on our Sword Qi Great Wall. It is said that the most hated person of the monster clan, Lord Yinguan can be ranked among the top three. If you touch a piece of her clothes, you will probably die, unless the boss Sword Immortal is willing to fight Lord Yinguan."

Chen Pingan clasped his fists in thanks.

The old man smiled and said: "My surname is Qi. If you don't mind, you can call me Grandpa Qi or Senior Qi. There is something strange going on in the south today. I just happened to be patrolling the city with my friends. I guess Mr. Yinguan is also interested. Can't wait for the opponent to launch an offensive."

The old man remembered something, and suddenly added: "It's better not to call me Grandpa Qi, Senior Qi, otherwise it will feel like taking advantage of the boss Sword Immortal, which can't be done."

As soon as the words fell, there was a dull sound under the city wall under the two people's feet.

It is estimated that the Lord Yinguan with the shofar braid fell to the ground, causing a shock.

The old man reminded with a smile: "Although the boss Sword Immortal is helping to watch, and Lord Yinguan is also there, you still have to be careful, soldiers are impermanent, and the monster clan may launch the next round of offensive at any time. Alright, You get on with it."

Not seeing the old man stepping out, he appeared on the top of the city tens of feet away, just like that, the figure of the old man disappeared in an instant.

Chen Pingan jumped off the wall, turned around and returned to the hut.

The old man's surname is Qi.

Lord Yinguan who killed countless monsters in the middle five realms.

Chen Pingan heard waves of unspeakable sounds from the southern land, not the kind that pierced the eardrums, but the kind that was quiet but disgusting. Chen Pingan hurried to the wall and looked up.

Then, in the endless canyon outside the city, in Chen Pingan's view, standing on the top of the city and looking at that thing appeared, just like a person looking down at an earthworm in the mud not far away.

Chen Pingan could fully imagine that the real size of that earthworm must be extremely terrifying.

Then Chen Pingan saw the head of the city, the direction where the former hidden official fell, and a huge ball of snow-white light exploded, rolling towards the big monster like a bead.

After that, in the canyon, the dust flew up and the sky was turned upside down.

After about a stick of incense, the "little girl" in a black robe with braided shofars returned to the top of the city. Not far from Chen Ping'an, she stood on the top of the city, opened her mouth wide, and shook a tooth with two fingers. In the end, it seemed that she was not willing to pull it off, but just spat out a mouthful of blood towards the carriageway, a little angry, she swaggered on the top of the city wall, and the carriageway at the top of the city was shocked by her step.

The old sword fairy who was guarding the city at the head of the city came to Chen Pingan unconsciously, and explained with a smile: "For her, if she didn't kill the opponent, she lost, so she was more annoyed. At this time, no one should care about her." Otherwise, it will be very troublesome. In the past, A Liang was willing to chatter with her, and he liked to add fuel to the flames and make things worse. Anyway, he could stand her beating. Now that A Liang has left the Great Wall of Sword Qi, she is probably a bit bored. In fact, the other side The unlucky big monster just came over symbolically to show up."

The old sword fairy led Chen Pingan to the hut, and suddenly said: "For some reasons, you are an exception, so I will chat with you more."

Chen Pingan nodded and said nothing.

As night fell that day, Chen Pingan left the small thatched hut built by Cao Ci, sat on the northern wall of the city drinking, and looked at the bright lights of the huge city.

Looking in the direction of Ning Yao's house.

As a result, someone patted him on the left shoulder, and looking to the left, Ning Yao was already sitting on his right.

This time she went to the top of the city, brought some food, put it on the other side of the hut, brought a jug of wine, Chen Pingan handed it to Yangjian gourd, Ning Yao helped to pour wine into Yangjian gourd.

After the wine jar was empty, Ning Yao casually threw it outside the city wall, and it would not make a sound when it fell to the ground. After all, the little wine jar is not the former hidden official.

Ning Yao took a sip of wine and started to be in a daze.

Chen Pingan was in a daze with her.

Ning Yao said softly: "Whether you are reasonable or not, actually it has nothing to do with how well a person lives."

Ning Yao stretched out his arm and pointed at the city, "Over there, some people are too talented, so as long as they kill innocent people indiscriminately within the rules, no one can do anything to them. On the battlefield south of the city, such people are still He is a resounding hero, with sword qi soaring to the sky, he cut through the monster army with an invincible posture, and even those who hate him have to admit that it is very different with him and without him."

Ning Yao shook the jug, "I have traveled to many places in Haoran Tianxia, ​​and I have met all kinds of people. Some people just got a good pregnancy, and they will live a lifetime of prosperity and wealth, with no worries about food and clothing. Every day, they just complain that life is boring, complain, too bitter."

She returned the raising sword gourd to Chen Pingan, and asked, "It's boring, isn't it?"

Chen Pingan thought for a while, "It's okay. Everyone has their own reasons for how others live. If it doesn't suit our wishes, it may not be wrong. As long as you don't like to be reasonable, you will definitely live a bad life. I think it's okay. .”

Ning Yao said unhappily: "Unfortunately, I really will not live well."

"what"

Chen Pingan began to think carefully about this issue.

Ning Yao turned his head, looked at the thoughtful Chen Pingan, couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm talking nonsense, you really fell into it."

Chen Ping took a sip of wine, "I have something to worry about"

Ning Yao nodded, "Someone wants to buy my Zhanlongtai, but I don't want to sell it, so they pay a sky-high price. They talk about reason and friendship, and they talk about everything, which makes me a little annoyed."

Chen Pingan didn't say any comforting words, but gently held Ning Yao's hand.

Ning Yao laughed for no reason, "But as long as I think about the miserable days when you were a child, when you were hungry and secretly cried with snot and tears in the mud bottle alley, I think that these are actually nothing."

Chen Ping smiled and looked into the distance, the breeze was blowing on his face, it was no longer like the first time, it was just a breeze in the mountains and forests in his hometown, and said softly: "That's it."

There was nothing to say all night, and finally Ning Yao leaned on Chen Pingan's shoulder and slept peacefully until dawn.

Chen Pingan remained motionless and kept vigil quietly.

He once saw a very moving verse.

It was carved on a clay statue of God in the Immortal Grave in my hometown. I don't know who carved it.

Chen Ping hopes that anyone can do it, as long as it is not Ma Kuxuan from Xinghua Lane.

"Since childhood, I have been alone, taking care of the stars of all ages."