Chen Ping'an stopped his fist and turned to look out of the city.

More than 100 zhang away, there was an unexpected visitor, and Edgeworth hovered in the air.

The top of the list of Hundred Sword Immortals in Tuoyue Mountain, his pseudonym is outstanding, and he likes to show people as a swordsman in green shirts.

Fei Ran smiled: "Good fist." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Don't learn secretly, make a face." ”

This is remarkable, and the shouchen is a good thing all the way, and he doesn't talk about the slightest sword cultivation style.

Fei Ran shook his head and said, "I really can't learn it." ”

He previously followed the big demon Qieyun to the Haoran world, and exchanged his military exploits for a Luhua Island with Tuoyue Mountain. Feiran's choice is more unexpected, otherwise, with his identity, it is not difficult to occupy half of the former site of the Yulong Sect, so many military tents have guessed that Feiran is in love with the creation cave on Luhua Island.

Chen Ping'an looked at it remarkably, his gaze shifted, dozens of miles away from the city, a goose feather heavy snow, particularly magnificent. It's a pity that he was stopped by the dragon king and couldn't fall on the city.

Na Feiran followed the sight of the young hidden official, turned his head to look at the heavy snow, turned his head and smiled: "When I was young, I studied at Mr. Zhou's side, and I like to read those green words and green chapters and poetry collections from the vast world, and imagine magnificent, but it's a pity that Mr. Zhou's eyes are high, and when compiling poetry collections, he often only takes subtle words, and those who don't see them are deleted." Among them, there is a single Yongxue poem, five dings fought with swords to defeat Yunni, and 300,000 jade dragons were killed in battle. ”

Fei Ran is a proficient and elegant speaker of the world and a young hidden official.

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "The whole poem is for the five dings to fight the sword and fight the clouds, and directly take the Milky Way under the emperor." 300,000 jade dragons were killed in battle, and the scales of defeat were flying all over the sky. Your old fox only takes half of it, it's not a big problem, your vision may not be high, it's not low. ”

Fei Ran nodded and said, "I see, I was taught." ”

On the battlefield earlier, Chen Ping'an and Fei Ran fought once, and they had a bit of fighting power, but they didn't distinguish the winner. Moreover, the two sides were not fighting in the real sense, and each of them still had too many backhands hidden at that time.

In Chen Ping'an's mind, the likes of Feiran and Shouchen have the greatest potential lethality to the world, not only what is proficient in battlefield fighting, after experiencing this war, Chen Ping'an really felt a truth, the sword immortal is indeed extremely lethal, and the great demon magic is of course extremely high, but under the coercion of the vast trend, they are all very small.

As long as they are willing to work hard, they can help the major military tents and throne demons in the wild world to check and fill in the gaps, and even finally succeed in changing the customs and immigration, so that the territory of Haoran World occupied by the demon clan will truly change the world in a deep sense. Now Chen Ping'an's biggest worry is to study the major military tents and figure out the detailed steps of the Aquarius Continent Dali Iron Cavalry to the south, how to sew up the broken mountains and rivers, gather people's hearts, and then turn his head and copy it in Tongye Continent or Fuyao Continent.

Just like that Jiashen account, it is not a young clog of sword cultivation, but it is more murderous than the combination of several sword fairy embryos from Lizhen and Liubai.

The clogs, who are not in a high realm, once climbed to the top of the city, and beside Long Jun, he wanted to review the entire battle situation with Lord Yinguan, humbly ask for advice, and perform the junior ceremony, but Chen Ping'an ignored it.

With Longjun by his side, it is certain that he can't kill him, in this case, what is there to talk about, if you talk too much, you will lose, after all, Clogs is not in the cultivation of immortality.

Turning the tip of the sword under his feet, he seemed to be just accompanying the young hidden official to enjoy the snow scene.

Chen Ping'an said: "That Mr. Zhou, who is known as Wenhai by your wild world, is just a little unlucky, and has the same name and surname as the owner of a academy in Luzhou, Beiju, I heard that the Confucian sage has a bad temper, and you ask Liubai to tell your husband, be careful that Zhou Wenhai was killed by Zhou Sage, and when the time comes, it will be a joke for the ages." ”

Fei Ran couldn't cry or laugh, shook his head and said, "It seems that Lizhen is right, you are a little bored." ”

A Confucian Academy Mountain Master, killed Mr. Wenhai, the second highest on the throne? Of course, now it is the third, Xiao Xuan took it upon himself to put a seat refined from the corpse of the great demon of the Flying Ascension Realm at the bottom of the well and placed it in the second highest position in the ancient well. It's just that Mr. Zhou and Liu Cha didn't mind this matter.

Chen Ping'an walked slowly, but he didn't continue to take the pile and punch, and Fei Ran also accompanied him, and there were two different roads under his feet, but in the same direction.

Chen Ping'an asked casually: "That Tongtian old fox, what is the real body?" There is no record in the secret file of the Summer Palace, and I have never had the opportunity to ask the boss sword immortal. ”

Although Zhou Mi is known as the old fox in the wild world, Chen Ping'an is sure that the demon with the second highest throne will definitely not be a sky fox.

Zhou Mi is too much like a scholar, so its real body and real name, Chen Ping'an has actually wanted to ask, but he has always had a lot of things, and then he didn't have the opportunity to ask.

Fei Ran said: "For His Holiness." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "I didn't ask you for your real name." ”

Fei Ran said: "Mr. Zhou must have a real name and surname that he has discarded and not used, but he doesn't have a real name." ”

Chen Ping'an replied, "I see, I've been taught." ”

Of course, the other party may also be talking casually, after all, if Feiran is not boring, he will not come here to wander around.

Chen Ping'an asked, "Did that Zhang Lu go to Fuyaozhou to ask the sword?"

There is a sword cultivation sect in Fuyao Continent, which is deep-rooted and has a small number of people, but all of them have a lot of combat power, and no one in history rushed to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to practice.

Fei Ran shook his head and said, "Zhang Lu has been staying at the gate ruins, holding his sword and dozing off all day long. The choices of him and Xiao Xuan and Luo Shirt Zhu'an, these sword immortals, are not quite the same. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "That's okay." ”

Otherwise, Chen Ping'an would feel sorry for the drinks that were sent out.

Fei Ran smiled and said, "Long Jun and Tuoyue Mountain will not give you the 'just in case' that you can enter the martial arts realm and the jade pu realm sword cultivation at the same time." I guess that in the later stage of your mountain peak realm, or the bottleneck of the Yuanying realm, Long Jun will call another senior with a comparable realm, either Liu Cha or that old ape, smash the city where you are, and strive to destroy your physique and sword heart, in short, it will not make it too easy for you to break through the realm, and prevent you from going crazy in case you really lose your heart, and give up half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and flee to the wild world with your own life. So you are destined not to go to the 100,000 mountains on the old blind man's side. ”

"You don't have to guess, Lizhen must have told Jiazi Ledger like this. I'm weird, do I have any enmity with him, just haunt me like this. If you really have this brain, isn't it good to practice the sword well and then ask me heroically about the sword?"

Chen Ping'an hugged the back of his head with both hands, and looked up at the sky slightly, "As for the Ten Realms of Martial Arts, forget it, how dare you hope extravagantly." You know very well how I got to the top of the mountain. Besides, I have already won two martial arts in your wild world, and I, a foreigner who has come here as a guest, have always been unhappy in my heart. I can't wait to return it, but unfortunately I can't. You are so famous in the wild world, there are not many martial arts friends in the mountaintop realm? Seeing me happy here, can you bear it? If it were me, I really couldn't bear it, and if I didn't fight, I would come to the city to scold a few words. ”

Fei Ran said with a smile: "There are really no friends of the martial artists of the Nine Realms, but there is one in the Ten Realms, but I have gone to Fuyao Continent, there is a vicious battle to be fought over there in the Shanshui Cave, Qi Tingji, Zhou Shenzhi of the Middle Earth are all guarding over there, and there seem to be two acquaintances of the Hidden Officials in the Shanshui Cave, Wufu of the same age, Cao Ci, and Yu Lifu." ”

This young hidden official, probably in order to practice boxing, did not carry the hairpin that had been slashed for a long time, but between the buns, which was difficult to ignore.

Because Long Jun can't help it

Completely destroyed it, just like the bright red robe on Chen Ping'an's body, it seemed to be a thing of great refining destiny.

Chen Ping'an turned into a posture with his hands behind his back, "Cao Ci, is it already the Nine Realms?"

Fei Ran smiled: "I don't know about this, I didn't ask much about the front of Fuyao Continent." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, the mountains and mountains of Fuyao Continent are up and down, and the big wars are continuous, in a generally peaceful world, it may not be as stable as Tongyezhou, which is a pool of backwater, but in troubled times, people's hearts are far more stable than Tongyezhou.

Fei Ran took out a pot of Immortal Brew of the Rain Dragon Sect and lifted it towards the young hidden official.

Chen Ping'an waved his hand, signaling that Feiran only cared about drinking, and then shook his sleeves, which were empty, the unique sleeves of the monks of the Five Realms, Chen Ping'an only knew a superficial, the archives of the summer palace, there were some rough records, Chen Ping'an was idle anyway, and the long river of light passed too slowly on him, so he pondered it very carefully, and barely had a prototype, but it was a pity that Chen Ping'an was in the city, and there was nothing to put in it, otherwise even the living thing could be loaded into it, so the immortal magic in the sleeve, and the magic power of watching the mountains and rivers in the palm were the two immortal methods that Chen Ping'an had been thinking about for many years。

In the heavy snow earlier, Chen Ping'an gathered a lot of snow in his sleeves, as if he had eaten dumplings for the New Year, he was a little happy, but when Chen Ping'an piled up a row of snowmen in the city, he never thought that because he was not far enough away from Long Jun, he would shatter all the sword light in the gray robe. If you don't come early or late, you won't come until Chen Ping'an has used up the snow and finished building the snowman, and Long Jun's sword will arrive.

This old bastard, don't fall into your hands, otherwise you will refine and kill all your souls, and then give it to Shi Rou to wear on her body, and be a companion with Du Mao's relics.

Chen Ping'an raised his palm, and the palm of his hand suddenly gathered with thunder, and the lines of his palm were mountains and rivers, and he said with a smile: "If you don't leave, I'm going to send off guests." My hairpin, there is nothing to make up your mind, you can rest assured that there is no hidden mystery. ”

Fei Ran hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "I'll just help you talk." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said the word "go", and a five-thunder righteous method was thrown out.

Fei Ran just dodged and didn't draw his sword.

I have the intention of giving wine sincerely, and you send it to each other with the five thunder rectifications, so that a gift can be exchanged.

Fei Ran was still in the mood to say goodbye to the young hidden official, and slowly traveled far away. Brilliant temper, always in a hurry.

Chen Ping'an suddenly looked at Na Feiran and asked, "In that week's collection of poems, have you ever seen a popular poem about wandering immortals? Generally speaking, it should be placed at the beginning or at the end. ”

Fei Ran stopped and said with a smile: "I want to hear about it." ”

Chen Ping'an clasped his hands in his sleeves, walked slowly, and recited the poem of the immortal poem loudly.

I live in the ancient house of the world, the sun rises high in the east of the wall, and when I open my eyes, I feel that my dream is disturbed, and the bright moon falls into it. Hold a cloud in the corner of the sky, often accompanied by the pine of the stream in the sleeve.

Drunk riding a white deer to drive a green beard, the immortals met me and begged for alcohol. Hang the crown on the laurel branch of the heavenly palace, and grasp the golden crow as a charcoal cage. Sad immortal dreams, a dream of me mistaken immortality.

After listening to it, the god sè weird.

Chen Ping'an turned his head and said with a sincere look in his eyes: "What are you doing in a daze, if you haven't heard of it, hurry up and memorize it." Go back and let Zhou Wenhai bathe and change clothes first, and then copy it in the book, as the final work of the immortal poems of the world. ”

Fei Ran smiled and said, "Isn't this too unsophisticated? Lord Yinguan doesn't want to bully me that I'm not a scholar." ”

Chen Ping'an said with a regretful face: "Haoran has a long history in the world, and there are so many official dialects in Yayan, what do you know about flat rhyme, four tones and rhymes." Poetry is like a fist, the meaning is big, the momentum is violent, and the head is smashed, and the readers of later generations see the poetry like a fist, just like a slap on the head and face. ”

Fei Ran smiled.

Chen Ping'an nodded, raised his hand, and shook it slightly, "It seems that Brother Feiran is still a little knowledgeable, yes, you have seen through it, there is that set of words and poems in the world." My poem of wandering immortals, like the thunder method in my palm, is made up of clusters. ”

Edgeworth is gone.

Chen Ping'an lay on the wall, continued to read the landscape travel book, when he threw it out of the city, he quickly regretted it, and hurriedly used the magic power of shrinking mountains and rivers, went to a large character stroke in the city wall, and grabbed the book that was floating in the wind back into his hand. The whole book has been read and cooked, and it is like a stream of memorization, and Chen Ping'an has no problem.

Because the object at hand belonged to the foreign object of this half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, as long as Chen Ping'an dared to take it out, even if it was the farthest end of the city head from the Dragon Monarch, he would still attract a sword. Therefore, Chen Ping'an has no pen and paper, and if he wants to make some annotations and annotations on the book, he can only use a wisp of sword qi as a pen and gently "write" in the blank space, even if it is not a jade purity realm cultivation, with Chen Ping'an's eyesight, those handwriting can be clearly seen.

Every time you turn a page, you change a place to read, or sit in the large-character strokes of the city wall, or walk on the wall, or hang upside down on the road at the head of the city, or turn to the sky above the head of the city, but if the curtain is not high today, it is only five hundred zhang away from the city, and then up, after Long Jun's sword, the remaining sword qi of the flying sword can really hurt Chen Ping'an's physique.

For some reason, Long Jun had no interest in this book, which was as foreign as the things at hand, so he let Chen Ping'an flip through the books and read the books to relieve his boredom, and rushed from the sword light.

Chen Ping'an made a dojo in a snail shell, secretly did a small thing, refining words from the book to the outside of the book, carefully, refining every word in the book first, and then putting it in his sleeve, so Chen Ping'an came to read this book again today, the book has actually been stripped out of more than 2,000 commonly used words, so that the content on the page is more blank, intermittent, like a little guy who was forced to move, was dragged by Chen Ping'an by the collar, crying, babbling, forced to travel away from his hometown.

Some rare characters that appear separately often appear in pairs, and they are not moved by Chen Ping'an for the time being.

It's a pity that I couldn't make up a hundred family names, and I couldn't spell out a thousand-word essay.

Of course, such a small practice of writing is of little use.

Even if the 300,000 words of the entire travelogue are refined by Chen Ping'an, making all the pages of a travelogue blank, it is nothing more than a lifeless old-fashioned little guy in his sleeve, Chen Ping'an can't learn Pei Qian and Li Huai after all, what can he say about the 300,000 soldiers and horses under his command. But it's really boring, Chen Ping'an will also arrange those words after refining in a row, shake out his sleeves, fall on the city, and divide them into two camps, the number of words is not much, and the "soldiers and horses" are few, at most twenty or thirty at a time, and they are all some commonly used words that still appear in many places on some travelogues, so as not to be flooded by Long Jun's brain one day, and then a sword, and another pot will be served.

Chen Ping'an will let those little guys in black fall on the head of the city, their bodies swaying around, their steps slow, like two groups of naughty children in the streets and alleys of the market, scuffling together, and they don't have much strength.

Today, Chen Ping'an suddenly became extremely diligent in refining words, and he made hundreds of small refining words in one go, refining one of the 1,500 small refining words, and putting away one.

Then Chen Ping'an carefully shook out two words from his sleeve.

Then those "Chen Ping's case" were ordered out, densely clustered together, and every three words stood side by side, which became a Chen Ping's case.

So there are two words, one is Ning, and the other is Yao.

It's Ning Yao.

It seems that she is alone, and she seems to be confronting these Chen Ping'an, who are unfortunately not Chen Ping'an.

Then "Ning Yao" stepped forward

As soon as he took a step, the five hundred Chen Ping's cases began to stagger, and the last one of them was drunk and unsteady, and they fell to the ground in an uproar.

Chen Ping'an squatted on the head of the city, clasped his hands in his sleeves, watching this scene, smiling brightly.

A bright red robe was spread on the ground.

Today's young hidden officials are not too lonely.

It was also the first time he didn't feel that the long river of light yīn passed too slowly.

From the other half of the city, the Dragon Monarch sacrificed a sword, and this sword, no more than the previous point, was extremely powerful.

Even if that sword light had already swept over his city for dozens of miles in an instant.

The sword intent is extremely heavy, and the sword qi is extremely long, and it has been spreading from the dragon monarch's sacrificial sword on the cliffside.

Chen Ping'an was still unconscious.

When the sword light swept halfway through the city, Chen Ping'an stood up and began to use the Nine Realms martial arts and sword fists.

The body collapsed again and again, and again and again before going to the sword light of those little words, he condensed his body and punched again.

In the end, Chen Ping'an completely smashed the sword light with his fists with a martial artist at the top of the mountain, and came to the cliffside, stepped on the ground with both feet, and displayed a jade Pu realm sword immortal law as high as a mountain, condensed the aura of the four directions of heaven and earth to make a sword, held the sword in both hands, and slashed towards the cliff head in a gray robe.

A pair of huge eyes with golden eyes, laughed loudly and said: "For me, I should thank Longjun for my fist will!"

With a wave of his hand, Long Jun pushed the young woman who was cultivating sword intent and stabilizing the sword heart to more than a hundred zhang away, and came to the edge of the cliff, but there was no sacrificial sword or shot.

The long sword in the hand of the Dharma Minister on the other side shattered, and the Dharma Minister collapsed with a bang.

The sword immortal law reappeared, and the long sword slashed down at Long Jun's head again.

For a whole stick of incense, Long Jun remained immovable, and the long sword of the law minister could not get close to the gray robe.

There are countless sword qi in the heaven and earth that are against that young man.

After the last time the law phase collapsed, Chen Ping'an finally stopped the meaningless sword, disappeared in a flash, returned to the same place, and gathered up those small refining words.

Liu Bai came to the side of the cliff side Longjun with trepidation, and asked softly, "Did he really increase his fist intent?"

The difference between the mountaintop realm martial artists and the ten realm martial artists is like the difference between the great sword immortals of the Great Wall of Sword Qi Nalan Burning Reed, Yue Qing, and Mi Hu, and those old sword immortals of the Ascension Realm.

"He said it to those demon monks under his feet, he didn't raise his fist at all, he was talking nonsense, and he deliberately used it to disgust me. ”

Long Jun was helpless, and explained patiently to the little girl next to him, who was actually very smart, but only involved Chen Ping'an, who began to be confused: "At the height of the martial arts in the mountain peak realm, the martial artist's mood will not be too bad, especially his mad dog who likes to ask the heart the most, I want to spoil him with a sword, he is really angry and annoyed, but it is difficult to mention the martial arts in his heart, how can it be so easy to go further." After serving as a hidden official, he saw those battle scenes with his own eyes, which was where his martial arts cage was, because it was difficult to have any great sorrows and joys, so his mental path was actually ahead of the realm and his physique was not far from the end of the martial arts road, and only the battle of life and death could forcibly sharpen his physique. ”

Liubai nodded lightly, deeply convinced.

A bright red robe reappeared on the cliffside without warning, this time he brought the narrow knife to slash, gently pressed his hands against the hilt, and said with a smile: "Liubai girl, do you think that our predecessor of the Dragon Monarch is a person who likes to talk a lot? Since it is not, why is it so chattering? It has a deep meaning, you have to think about it carefully, if you don't cultivate your mind when you practice swords, you will fall into the realm." ”

Liubai sneered: "You don't talk at all. ”

Chen Ping'an said seriously: "It's not that I'm afraid of the white girl, after listening to the explanation of Longjun's predecessors, I said oh oh, oh oh, the god sè uh-huh, but in fact, I scolded his mother's Longjun old thief in my heart." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "The gods on the mountain, as long as the letter is suspicious, guessing together, there are many dark ghosts, I am helping Longjun's predecessors to clear up suspicions, I can't understand this? Liubai girl, it's really not me talking about you, if we are Wendou, I am afraid that you will slap your head and break your neck, and Longjun's seniors will not be able to stop you." Today, Long Jun helped me increase my fist intentions, sell me a face, don't chew my tongue with Brother Zhou. ”

Liubai's eyes gradually became resolute, and she actually took a step forward, past the gray robe, and she smiled: "No matter what you say or do, you don't have the slightest idea of what you say, don't care about anything, it's fine." You don't need Xie Longjun to boost your fist intent, and it doesn't matter if you sincerely thank you, but I want to thank you for helping me cultivate my sword heart, sincerely!"

Long Jun nodded slightly, it should have been like this a long time ago.

Chen Ping'an was silent for a moment.

In fact, Liubai has this heart, and he is right.

But does it work?

It may not be useful to her, but it is really useful to Chen Ping'an himself.

Chen Ping'an said with a smile: "Then do you know that the heart demon has already arisen because of me, and the sword heart has been repaired by me a few points, this is the new heart demon, and even the heart demon has fewer flaws." Believe it or not, ask Long Jun or not, it's up to you. ”

Long Jun sighed, "Liubai, go to another place to practice the sword, he is using you to comprehend the demons." ”

It's no wonder that this person obviously has no whiteness in his eyes and doesn't regard him as an opponent at all, but he deliberately came here again and again, leaving some traces of her heart in her heart.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the gray robe. There are so many throne demons, but this dragon monarch is left at the head of the city.

Long Jun smiled: "Mad dogs want to bite again?"

Rubai had departed, and she walked above the city without Edgeworth.

Chen Ping'an actually sat on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the torrent of the demon army in the extreme distance at his feet, and then retracted his gaze, leaned back, used the knife as a pillow, and said to himself: "When I get home, I should be childish, and laugh at my white hair." ”

Long Jun smiled: "I don't have this sorrow, and you can't return home." ”

Chen Ping'an sighed, immediately sat up, and wondered, "How can you understand human speech?"

Long Jun didn't care, and asked rhetorically, "Do you know why you don't cut off the view here?"

Chen Ping'an nodded and said: "It's similar to the two heavy snowfalls, from thrift to luxury, from luxury to thrift, in fact, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Long Jun laughed and said: "Wait, at most half a year, not only will I not even be able to see the sun and the moon, but soon I won't need to stop you from punching and swords." In this way, you are actually worse than Chen Qingdu. ”

It turned out that Chen Ping'an could no longer see Long Jun's gray robe, and in fact, all the scenes of the opposite city disappeared from view.

Looking down again, the demon clans that flocked to the vast world were no longer visible.

Chen Ping'an turned his head to look, and the heavy snow was slowly falling in the distance, and it was still faintly visible.

Even if you can't see it in the future, what does it matter?

A little sorrow, a big grain of rice.

What's more, the rivers and lakes meet and brag, the rivers and lakes reunite hard, the rivers and lakes are far away, there is always a goodbye, and someone will definitely say that the master has worked hard. Sir has worked hard. Uncle Xiao has worked hard. Chen Ping'an has worked hard.

Chen Ping'an walked away, his sleeves fluttering, and laughed: "It doesn't seem to be like a saddle, it's hard work." ”

Fei Ran and Lizhen came to Long Jun's side together, and Lizhen asked, "Are you really crazy?"

Long Jun asked rhetorically, "Ask yourself?"

Fei Ran smiled and asked, "That Cao Ci was able to win him three times in a row?"

Long Jun nodded and said, "Actually." ”