After the last fight, Cao Ci said goodbye to his master and left, and the master and apprentice should have left the Great Wall of Sword Qi and returned to Middle-earth.

Before Cao Ci left, he said to Chen Ping'an: "Chen Ping'an, before you go back to the hanging mountain, can you help me take care of the small thatched hut?"

Chen Ping'an wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "No problem." ”

This is Cao Ci's unique kindness.

The white-clothed boy and the female Valkyrie walked farther and farther on the road.

The old sword immortal reminded Chen Ping'an: "I'm going to withdraw from the small world." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, signaling that he had no problem.

The old sword immortal casually withdrew the prohibition of that heaven and earth, and the sword qi suddenly surged, Chen Ping'an's soul was shocked at the moment, and his injuries were not light, so he could only honestly use the sword furnace to stand up to compete with it.

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

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "This injury is nothing. ”

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

Following the girl's slender fingers, Chen Ping'an's gaze did not shift for a long time.

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

Chen Ping'an scratched his head and hurriedly made amends, "In my heart, it's even more fine." ”

A man's head and a woman's waist, one can't be patted, the other can't be touched.

But how dare Chen Ping'an say this kind of thing.

Ning Yao leaned his back against the city wall and asked worriedly, "Is it really okay?"

In one day, Chen Ping'an lost three times, and he couldn't lose anymore.

The first time was when Chen Ping'an and Cao Ci exchanged boxing techniques, if the two sides had a tacit understanding, they were very pure, but Chen Ping'an punched again and again, and it seemed that he was just slower than Cao Ci.

It's not that Chen Ping'an's boxing skills are not in the stream, on the contrary, the old man surnamed Cui taught the godman drum style, cloud steaming Daze style and other boxing moves, and the female martial gods who watched the battle from the sidelines nodded several times.

On the other hand, Cao Ci seems to be too freehand and leisurely, strolling leisurely, unpredictable prophets, anticipating the enemy's opportunities, Chen Ping'an's fists and feet, as if he just got to the place he wanted to go.

Chen Ping'an never hit Cao Ci, not a single punch.

When the old sword immortal and Ning Yao both felt that one game was enough, this time it was the turn of the female martial god to smile and suggest that there be another fight, and let Chen Ping'an let go of his hands and feet, and did not have to be restrained by boxing.

In the second game, Chen Ping'an used the flying sword on the first and fifteenth days to help out, and even used several talismans.

But compared to Cao Ci's body style, it is still a little slower, no more, no less, and it is still a thin line.

This time, even Ning Yao felt helpless for Chen Ping'an.

Just like playing chess, it is not surprising that the strong nine is better than the weak nine, but if this strong nine chess player wins the second half-eye, I am afraid that the difference in chess strength between the two is not ordinarily large.

In the last fight, Chen Ping'an proposed it himself, and Cao Ci nodded and agreed.

In the third scene, Chen Ping'an began to change.

It doesn't seem like he is fighting with Cao Ci, but competing with himself, constantly forcibly changing the number of established boxing moves, just imagine, whether it is the drum style of the gods, or the iron horse chisel formation, they are all "fairy hands" tempered millions of times by the old man surnamed Cui, Chen Ping'an's behavior looks a little chaotic.

So Cao Ci punched, which was no longer just a line faster than Chen Ping'an's punch, and many times, Cao Ci broke Chen Ping'an's punch at the beginning of Chen Ping'an's punch, or in the middle of the boxing fight, and he lost worse than the first two games.

But the three people present, even Ning Yao, who was outside the martial arts, finally saw that Chen Ping'an's temporary change of formation was in the right direction.

The most important gap is still in the foundation of the four realms.

After the third scene, Cao Ci gave Chen Ping'an a thumbs up, only said four words, and made persistent efforts.

If it weren't for Cao Ci or Chen Ping'an, I'm afraid everyone would think that Cao Ci was provoking, showing off his might, or condescendingly looking down on the loser.

However, Cao Ci's calm mind and Chen Ping'an's stable state of mind cannot change a fact.

is also a martial artist of the Four Realms, Chen Ping'an is now a veritable defeated general under Cao Ci.

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

An invisible battle of moods.

Once the martial arts state of mind is crushed and shattered by Cao Ci, I am afraid that Chen Ping'an will not be able to say that it is the end of the martial arts, and it will be difficult to enter the seven realms in this life.

Fortunately, Chen Ping'an said it was okay.

Ning Yao believed him.

Chen Ping'an is not afraid of death, she knew when she was in Lizhu Cave Heaven that she almost died at the hands of the mountain moving ape, and almost exchanged her life with Ma Kuxuan for her.

But not being afraid of death does not mean that you are not afraid of losing.

When he was poor and white, he was not afraid to wear shoes barefoot, but when Ning Yao saw a table of treasures at the Inverted Hanging Mountain Stork Inn before, he realized that Chen Ping'an was already quite rich, especially martial arts.

So Ning Yao was worried that Chen Ping'an would drill the horns.

Thankfully not.

The two sat together on the south-facing head of the city, shoulder to shoulder.

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

She actually thought that the name of the sword of demon slaying was quite cheesy, but when she thought that Chen Ping'an was still carrying a demon slayer, she didn't care about him.

Chen Ping'an propped his fists on his knees, leaned forward, thousands of miles away, was the station of countless demon clan armies, swarming ant clusters, listening to Ning Yao say that every time the demon clan army attacked the Great Wall of Sword Qi, this canyon would be filled with dense demon clans, but above their heads, there would also be dense flying swords.

Chen Ping'an and Ning Yao are together, and they talk about whatever they think.

From the old sword immortal Grandpa Chen, to Cao Ci and the female martial god, as well as the Daduan Dynasty of the Middle Earth Divine Continent where they are located, and then to the Great Heavenly Master of Dragon and Tiger Mountain, who has one of the four great immortal swords, when it comes to the fairy sword, it naturally involves the second Dao who is known as the true invincible, because his fairy sword is known as "the Tao is one foot high in the world", and then it is the inverted hanging mountain of the second Dao Lao, and finally returns to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Chen Ping'an's boxing technique.

Go around and talk as much as you want.

Chen Ping'an has never sat in such a place with a wide view, and his mood is even greater.

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

Chen Ping'an couldn't help but say: "The earliest practice of boxing is to survive, and when I don't have to worry about life, I began to think about why I practiced boxing, and for the first time I felt that my punches must be faster, faster than anyone else." Later, I felt that my punches were not necessarily the strongest, but they must be the most reasonable, so I read books, asked people for advice, learned from others, and asked people around me to tell me when I made mistakes. ”

Chen Ping'an took off the wine gourd, took a sip of wine, and said helplessly: "I reason with others, in the final analysis, to let the other party be reasonable." Rather than thinking that my reasoning must be right. It's a pity that after this trip, many people don't even want to talk about the reason. ”

"Official uniforms, surnames, silver in their pockets, and cultivation in several realms, probably they are very worry-free and effort-saving, and I think these are enough to explain the reason. ”

Chen Ping'an suddenly remembered the sword cultivator, the man with high swordsmanship and invincible in the world.

It seems that this senior brother of Mr. Qi, who cultivates swordsmanship left and right, is also very unreasonable.

But there is a world of difference between the two, one is to take the initiative to be evil, the other is that if people don't offend me, I won't offend others, if someone offends me, then he is unlucky.

So he chose to stay away from the world.

And he said a sentence, which roughly means that all cultivators are no longer counted...... People are outliers.

In addition to the literal meaning, Chen Ping'an didn't understand the deep meaning, but felt that this was a very heavy sentence.

Chen Ping'an turned his head to Ning Yao and smiled: "Of course, if my fist technique, as well as the sword technique in the future, can be the fastest and faster!

After Chen Ping'an handed the sword cultivation to Ning Yao, he stood up and began to punch slowly, cooperating with the eighteen stops taught by Ah Liang.

Ah Liang once said that his eighteen stops are not the same.

Ning Yao frowned and said, "Chen Ping'an, you have to practice so many punches every day, and you still have to think about so much mess?!"

"Just think about it. ”

Chen Ping'an was full of smiles, and his punches stretched freely, slowly, but not lazy, but natural.

Ning Yao turned his head to look at Chen Ping'an, who was as real as flowing water, and asked, "Then have you ever thought that thinking about it so much will slow down your martial arts cultivation." That Cao Ci definitely wouldn't think about it so much. ”

Chen Ping'an kept practicing boxing, and said with a smile: "He is a genius, and he must be the most amazing kind of genius, I am not, I have to think more and do more at every step, I am a mortal master, don't you also say that I am a clay leg, so every step must be done "good" first, and then it is right, very right, the most right." I can't rush to come, I used to be in, pulling blanks and burning porcelain, sitting for an afternoon, only without making mistakes, in order to appear good embryos, very simple truth. ”

Chen Ping'an habitually added, "Right?"

Ning Yao asked rhetorically, "Simple?"

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

Ning Yao took a sip of the wine in the sword cultivation gourd, and replied to the question, "It's good to be simple." ”

Chen Ping'an's punching is no longer in accordance with the boxing spectrum of Shaoshan or the boxing taught by the old man surnamed Cui, but improvised, and people follow the boxing, and their hearts are unhindered.

One stop, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

Chen Ping'an's mind was completely immersed.

My natal porcelain is shattered, and my bridge of immortality is broken.

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

I, Chen Ping'an, feel that I am amazing!

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

When I was sitting on the golden arch bridge in the sea of clouds, the fairy sister said that I must not disappoint Mr. Qi's hopes, because she chose me first because she chose to believe in Mr. Qi, so she was willing to go with him and bet on that one-ten-thousandth hope.

With this one, I am this one, it is enough!

At the head of the city, Chen Ping'an's fist suddenly changed from fast to slow, and there was no abruptness.

Moving his feet sideways, he kept punching at the wild world, and in an instant, he changed from the slowest to the fastest, whistling into the wind.

The old man surnamed Cui once proudly said that he wanted to teach the martial artists in the world to see me punch, and he felt that the sky was above!

Chen Ping'an seemed to be answering a question in his heart, and while punching, he laughed out loud and said, "Okay!"

Ning Yao opened his mouth slightly.

Is this still Chen Ping'an?

Ning Yao was a little sentimental, drank a sip of wine full of sorrow, stretched out a palm, and complained: "Chen Ping'an, I can't beat you with one hand now." ”

Chen Ping'an 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 this is going to be spread, whether it is in the Great Wall of Sword Qi or in the vast world, it will be laughed at to death." ”

Chen Ping'an's eyes were firm, "If you are bullied one day, no matter how many realms I am in the martial arts at that time, I will punch the fastest!"

Ning Yao pointed to the south of the city, "The peak demon of the Thirteen Realms is not afraid?"

Chen Ping'an nodded.

Ning Yao pointed behind him, "The saints of the Confucian Temple in the vast world are not afraid?"

Chen Ping'an still nodded.

Ning Yao pointed to the top of his head, "Dao Ancestor Buddha is not afraid?"

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

Ning Yao turned his head, no longer looked at Chen Ping'an, held the sword in his arms, looked at the 10,000-year battlefield under his feet, nodded, his eyes were resolute, "I don't dare to promise that I will not die, but I will definitely strive to live." ”

Ning Yao suddenly laughed, "Chen Ping'an, then you hurry up and become the number one great sword immortal in the world!"

Chen Ping'an scratched his head and said, "I can't guarantee it, but I work hard!"

Chen Ping'an came to Ning Yao and sat down.

Shoulder to shoulder.

Ning Yao was a little embarrassed, so he bumped lightly, as if he wanted to bump him away, and Chen Ping'an leaned back again and again.

Chen Ping'an's shoulders shook like this.

Finally, the two looked quietly to the south.

Carrying the hope of Mr. Qi and the fairy sister on one shoulder.

Carrying the expectations of the beloved girl on one shoulder.

Although it is not the willows and the grass and the warbler flying, it is not the spring and the green mountains and green waters.

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

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Pei Cup Cao Ci and the two of them walked slowly on the head of the city, Cao Ci glanced back at the direction of the thatched house, and said with a serious expression: "Although his third realm foundation is still relatively far behind my previous one. But I think Chen Ping'an, he has hope to follow me. ”

Valkyrie smiled, "That's a high evaluation. ”

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

She shook her head slightly, "I don't think it makes sense, it depends on how you and Chen Ping'an go in the future, the speed of their respective ascensions, the thickness of each realm, and the final level of martial arts, of course, who can live longer is very important." ”

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

Regarding this kind of life and death event, her tone was flat, "Ordinary Ten Realm martial artists, try to minimize the consumption of the original element, and have fewer life and death battles that are difficult to eradicate, and you can live to be about three hundred years old." I'll probably have two hundred years longer. But with the extra two hundred years, more can be done. ”

Cao Ci sighed: "In the end, it is still a qi practitioner who lives longer." ”

Pei Bei was noncommittal about this and asked, "Do you have any other thoughts about Chen Ping'an?"

Cao Ci shook his head, "It's gone." ”

Pei Bei advised: "Before entering the Seven Realms, you can leave the Daduan Dynasty, but you are definitely not allowed to go to other continents. ”

"I see. ”

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

The tall Valkyrie of the Middle Earth Divine Continent couldn't help but laugh and reached out to rub Cao Ci's head.

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

Before Pei Bei walked down the city, she glanced back at the thatched hut, and she quickly retracted her gaze and smiled.

The pure martial artist who lived in the same era as Cao Ci would be very sad to think about.

Respect and admire him, the mountains look up, and they can only look up and watch for the rest of their lives.

Those who envy and envy him are beyond their reach. Those who hate and are hostile to him scratch their hearts and livers.

Pei Bei is looking forward to the final peak of his disciple.

After all, there is no second martial arts!

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Chen Ping'an has been in the city for nearly ten years, and Ning Yao came and went this day, saying that there was an important guest at home and she needed to show up.

Chen Ping'an continued to walk along the pile at the head of the city, and after walking for more than ten miles, he found a little girl in a loose black robe standing in front of him, combing playful pigtails, as if she was taking a nap?

So Chen Ping'an just fed it, pretending to be asking, and with the local dialect of the Great Wall of Sword Qi 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 still swinged in the city.

Chen Ping'an stopped at a distance that he thought was reasonable, and glanced at her, there were still snot bubbles on his immature face, and he was really sleeping.

My heart is so big.

Chen Ping'an felt that most of it was a genius sword cultivator.

In an instant, a girl with pigtails who was unsteady fell straight down the city.

Chen Ping'an subconsciously wanted to take a step forward and grab the little girl's ankle.

But a palm pressed Chen Ping'an's shoulder, unable to move, turned his head to look, and found a white-haired old man standing on the left hand side, with a slender figure and a white hosta in his hair, the old man smiled at Chen Ping'an: "Little guy, listen to your accent, it's a foreigner, right? Good intentions are a good thing, but in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, you must remember one thing, don't make trouble for others, let alone make trouble for yourself." ”

The old man pointed in the direction of the little girl's "falling off the cliff", "This Lord Yinguan, I don't need you to save her, she is the sword cultivator who has killed the most demon clans in the Five Realms in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and if you want to say that the demon clan hates the most, Lord Yinguan can be firmly in the top three." If you touch a corner of her clothes, I'm afraid you'll die, unless the boss sword fairy is willing to fight with the hidden official. ”

Chen Ping'an hugged his fists and thanked him.

The old man smiled: "The old man's surname is Qi, if you don't mind, you can call me Grandpa Qi or Senior Qi." There is a bit of a strange movement in the south today, I just happened to patrol the city with my friends, and it is estimated that Lord Yinguan is also interested, and I hope that the other party will launch an offensive. ”

The old man remembered something and suddenly added: "Don't call me Grandpa Qi, Senior Qi is fine, otherwise it feels like taking advantage of the boss Sword Immortal, which is unacceptable." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a dull sound under the city wall under the feet of the two of them.

It is estimated that the hidden official with pigtails fell to the ground and caused the shock.

The old man reminded with a smile: "Although there is the boss sword immortal to help keep an eye on, and Lord Yinguan is also there, you still have to be careful, there is no way to be impermanent, and the demon clan may not know when to launch the next round of offensive." Okay, you get on with it. ”

I didn't see the old man stepping out, and he appeared on the head of the city more than ten zhang away, and just like that, the old man's figure disappeared in an instant.

Chen Ping'an jumped off the city and turned back to the hut.

The old man's surname is Qi.

Kill countless hidden officials of the demon clan of the Middle Five Realms.

Chen Ping'an heard a burst of indescribable sounds on the southern land, not the uncomfortable kind of piercing the eardrum, but the kind that was not moving much but was disgusting, Chen Ping'an hurriedly walked to the side of the wall and raised his eyes.

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

Chen Ping'an could fully imagine that the true size of that earthworm must be extremely terrifying.

Then Chen Ping'an saw that on the side of the city, the previous hidden official fell in the direction of his fall, and a huge snow-white light exploded, like a bead rolling towards the big demon.

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

After about a stick of incense, the black-robed "little girl" with pigtails returned to the city, not far from Chen Ping'an, she stood at the head of the city, opened her mouth wide, stretched out her fingers and shook a tooth, and finally seemed reluctant to pull it out, just spit a mouthful of blood on the road, and she was a little angry and swaggered on the city, and the city's road gave her a step and a shock.

The old sword immortal who was guarding the city at the head of the city unconsciously came to Chen Ping'an's side, and explained with a smile: "For her, if she doesn't kill the other party, she loses, so she is more annoyed, no one cares about her at this time, otherwise it will be very troublesome." In the past, Ah Liang was willing to nag and nag with her, and he liked to add fuel to the fire and make matters worse, anyway, he could withstand her beating. Now that Ah Liang has left the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it is estimated that she is a little bored. In fact, the unlucky demon on the other side just came to show his face symbolically. ”

The old sword fairy walked to the hut with Chen Ping'an, and suddenly said, "For some reason, you are an exception, so I will nagging you more." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and didn't say anything.

When night fell, Chen Ping'an left the small hut built by Cao Ci and sat on the north side of the city to drink, looking at the bright lights of the huge city.

Looking in the direction of Ning Yao's house.

As a result, he patted his left shoulder, and when he looked to the left, Ning Yao was already sitting on his right hand.

She walked up to the city this time, brought some food, put it on the side of the hut, and brought a jar of wine, Chen Ping'an handed it over to raise the sword, and Ning Yao helped pour the wine into the sword raiser.

After the wine jar was empty, it was thrown out of the city by Ning Yao, and there would be no sound when it fell to the ground, after all, the small wine jar was not the hidden official before.

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

Chen Ping'an accompanied her in a daze.

Ning Yao said softly: "Whether you are unreasonable or not, in fact, it has nothing to do with whether a person lives well or not." ”

Ning Yao stretched out his arm and pointed at the city, "Over there, some people are too qualified, so as long as he kills innocents indiscriminately within the rules, no one can do anything about him." On the battlefield south of the city, this kind of person is still a big hero, with a sword spirit, and he chiseled the demon army with an invincible attitude, and he is the one who hates him, and they have to admit that there is a big difference between him and him. ”

Ning Yao shook the wine jug, "I have traveled to many places in the world, I have seen all kinds of people, some people just cast a good tire, they will be prosperous and rich all their lives, and they will have no worries about food and clothing, and they are just complaining about the boring life and complaining every day, and they are too bitter." ”

She returned the sword gourd to Chen Ping'an and asked, "Bullshit, it's boring, isn't it?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "It's okay." How others live has its own reason, and if it doesn't suit our hearts, it may not be wrong. As long as you don't like to be reasonable, you will definitely live a bad life, and I think it's okay. ”

Ning Yao said angrily: "Unfortunately, it will really not be very good." ”

"Huh?"

Chen Ping'an began to think about this question carefully.

Ning Yao turned his head, looked at Chen Ping'an, who was thinking hard, and couldn't help but smile: "I talked nonsense casually, are you really trapped?"

Chen Ping'an took a sip of wine, "Troublesome?"

Ning Yao nodded, "Someone wants to buy my dragon-slaying platform, but I don't want to sell it, so they pay a sky-high price, be reasonable, talk about friendships in the world, and talk about everything, which makes me a little annoyed." ”

Chen Ping'an didn't say any comforting words, just gently held one of Ning Yao's hands.

Ning Yao laughed for no reason, "But as long as I think of the bitter days when you were a child, hungry, and secretly crying in Mud Bottle Alley, I feel that these are actually nothing." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and looked into the distance, the breeze was blowing, and he no longer scraped his bones like he did at the earliest, just like the breeze of 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 Ping'an's shoulder and slept soundly until dawn.

Chen Ping'an did not move at all, keeping vigil quietly.

He had seen a very moving verse.

It was on a clay statue of the god in the tomb of the gods in his hometown, and I don't know who carved it.

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

"Since childhood, I have been on my own, taking care of the stars of the ages. ”