A sigh sounded somewhere in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and it seemed that he didn't approve of the old sword immortal's violent killing, but he didn't want to come forward to theorize.

Beside the sighing man, an old voice sounded, "It's just a jade realm, not to mention that Chen Chenqing has a reason, you can bear with it." ”

He who sighs sighs again.

The old man's voice smiled helplessly, and tried his best to persuade him: "What is the point of telling Chen Qingdu about your set of Confucian rules, chickens and ducks? Moreover, your Confucianism is 'the study of neighbors', you do not seek to become a Buddha, you do not seek immortality, and the avenue under your feet is not high or far, why should you be harsh on Chen Qingdu for doing things and following the rules, isn't it a sage and a perfect person? As long as you don't measure Chen Qingdu by the standard of a saint, it will be very simple. ”

The man said indifferently: "Chen Qingdu is unreasonable any time, and the impact caused by it is probably not comparable to the ten thousand times that ordinary people are unreasonable." ”

The old man smiled: "Chen Qing is a sword cultivator, you are a Confucian scholar, it's different." ”

The Confucian scholar was silent for a long time, and finally muttered: "What is the master, in the Qiqi generation." ”

The old man, who had no result of persuasion, also sighed.

In the city north of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, someone shouted, "Chen Qingdu!"

A long rainbow rose from the ground, carrying the unstoppable wind and thunder, and rushed straight to the city.

The rickety old man who had already jumped off the city frowned, waved his sleeves slightly, and pulled Chen Ping'an, who was standing at the head of the city, behind him, and he just stood in Chen Ping'an's original position, facing the menacing sword cultivator, the old man squinted and said: "What, the children of the family have a demon clan spies, are you still reasonable?"

The sword cultivator hovered four or five zhang outside the city, he was a tall old man with snow-white hair, and his momentum was extremely majestic, even in the face of the oldest seniors with the highest qualifications and the highest sword dao in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, this old man still had no fear, and asked with an angry face: "My Dong family has its own family laws and regulations to deal with traitors, take 10,000 steps back and say, the hidden official has not yet judged the severity of my grandson's crime, why should you Chen Qing deal with Dong Guanpu?!"

The old man, who was dressed in snow-white from his hair to his clothes, was aggressive, and suddenly raised his voice, "Are you dead when I am Dong Sangen?!"

Chen Qingdu's face was full of sarcasm, "Before Dong Guanpu died under my sword, I did die when you Dong Sangen died." A sure demon clan should be, your Dong family has been checking for a month, do you believe it or not, if you change your surname, such as the surname Chen, it will be too much in a day?"

The old man surnamed Dong, who was killed from the city, was furious, "A Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal who is willing to repent and make up for his merits, isn't it more beneficial to the Great Wall of Sword Qi than a corpse?"

Chen Qingdu didn't even bother to say yes or no, but sneered: "Under my sword, there is still a corpse? Could it be that this little beast has sneaked into the immortal realm?"

The tall old man who claimed to be Dong Sangen was so angry that his eyes were round, and his sword intent was surging, like a stormy wave crashing against the city, and the sound of the waves was bursting.

Chen Qingdu raised his eyebrows, "What, you want to make a move?"

Dong San stepped forward one step further, and said with an angry smile: "Others are afraid of you Chen Qingdu, I'm not afraid!

A childish voice sounded in the distant city, a little grieved, "Okay, it's all my fault, it's me who is reluctant to die so quickly, after all, Xiao Dong is one of my favorite guys, how much I like Cao Ci now, how much I like Dong Xiao Slug back then, since he is dead now...... Let's die. ”

The person who spoke out was the little girl with pigtails in a big black robe, the hidden official of the generation of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Invisibly, around the head of this city, more than a dozen top sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi have appeared in the distance, either the head of the family with a big surname, or the sword immortal with outstanding combat power.

Only those two saints who are qualified to sit on an equal footing with Chen Qingdu are missing.

A handsome man with a middle-aged appearance said sharply: "Dong Sangen, this matter is something you did wrong, it was wrong from the beginning! For so many years, your expectations for Dong Guanpu are too great, which will make Dong Guanpu's sword heart become so extreme, and he insists on going to the hinterland of the demon clan alone to experience, so there is this disaster, he feels that the Great Wall of Sword Qi has Dong Sangeng, with a Liang, there can be one more Dong Guanpu, I don't think so, but if he doesn't listen, forget it, young and vigorous, what about you? Don't you know the danger?"

Dong San's face was indifferent, "I, the son of the Dong family, should have this kind of ambition, why should I persuade him? I wish that all the descendants of the Dong family were higher than my Dong San's sword path!"

Speaking of this, Dong San sneered and said: "Our Dong family, after all, is not a family like Chen, Qi, and Nalan, and there are not so many fancy intestines. ”

The old man went down with this stick and almost killed half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The handsome man snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Chen Ping'an found that the old man surnamed Qi also had a place, and slowly said at this time: "The matter has come to this point, what else can we do?

An old man in a long shirt with a sword in a clear appearance nodded lightly: "No matter what, the most important thing at the moment is to deal with the offensive of the demon clan, and not to mess with the camp and cheapen those evil animals in the south for nothing." ”

The old sword fairy didn't pay attention to these two kind-hearted people at all, and he didn't mean to settle things, stared at Dong Sangeng, and said with a smile: "If meritorious service can atone for your sins, then can I kill you Dong Sangen today, and then let the hidden official tear up a few pages of the merit book, even if it's okay?"

Dong San was even more speechless.

The atmosphere was awkward and stagnant.

Chen Ping'an watched this scene behind the old sword immortal, and only felt that the sword qi on the head of the city, after these people appeared, began to have weight, and he was almost out of breath.

Dong Sangen suddenly looked around and shouted angrily: "Look at your mother's good show, join your mother's excitement, get out!"

More than a dozen mainstays of the Great Wall of Sword Qi knew that this was Old Horseman Dong who was looking for a step for himself again, and he couldn't fight today, so he dissipated one after another and returned to the city in the north.

When everyone retreated, Chen Ping'an saw that Ning Yao was also among them, she slowly approached the city, Dong San glanced at the little girl, and said angrily: "Ning girl, don't learn from your waste father, you, I still like it very much." ”

Ning Yao's face was expressionless.

Dong Sangen didn't care either, turned around and strode back to the city.

The Lord Yinguan standing at the head of the city, the most heartless one, has been secretly yawning, at this moment she suddenly wrinkled her face, hesitated, opened her mouth wide, stretched out her thumb against the restless tooth, shook it slightly, and finally was reluctant to pull it out, after closing her mouth, she turned around and muttered into the distance.

The old sword immortal Chen Qingdu didn't seem to be surprised by tonight's turmoil, smiled at Ning Yao, swept down the city, and walked towards the old thatched hut.

Chen Ping'an jumped back onto the city and stood side by side with Ning Yao.

Ning Yao didn't have too many emotional ups and downs, "The Great Wall of Sword Qi has always been like this, but fortunately, the rules left by the ancestors have not changed much. ”

Chen Ping'an looked at Ning Yao curiously.

Ning Yao said slowly: "The tip of the sword is facing south. ”

Just four words made Chen Ping'an, who had begun to learn swords, swaying and agitating.

Chen Ping'an couldn't help but turn his head to look south.

Ning Yao took the initiative to take off Chen Ping'an's sword cultivation and began to drink.

Chen Ping'an retracted his gaze and asked softly: "That Dong Guanpu who became a traitor, is he the kind of person you said? He used to be a hero on the battlefield, but he was not very reasonable in the city?"

Ning Yao shook his head and said: "On the contrary, Grandpa Xiao Dong has always been a good person, north of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he has always lived in a simple place, and he doesn't like to deal with people very much, I saw it occasionally when I was a child, Grandpa Xiao Dong will be very polite, although he is not good at words, but he will smile at me every time, just like his own parents." ”

Ning Yao sat cross-legged and said helplessly: "No one knows, why Grandpa Xiao Dong wants to join the demon clan, it may be that there was a big problem with the experience of risking himself back then." In fact, there are many sword cultivators who leave the Great Wall of Sword Qi and go to the wild world alone to sharpen their swords, because over there, the demon clans in the Middle Five Realms like to be proud of cultivating the appearance of the human race, and they are no different from us on weekdays. Therefore, as long as the sword cultivator is careful and hidden, it is not easy to be seen through the identity. ”

The reason why people are the head of all spirits is that the acupuncture qi house of people is the most mysterious cave heaven blessed land in the world, so the demon clan will tirelessly cultivate the human body, and then the cultivation will get twice the result with half the effort. This is the case with the Tsing Yi boy and the girl in the pink skirt in Luoluo Mountain.

Ning Yao continued: "Of course, some special cases of the Great Wall of Sword Qi were secretly recorded by the peak demons early on, and then recorded in the book with secret methods, it would be more difficult to walk in the wild world. But that booklet, I heard that the number of places is limited, and there are not too many sword cultivators with names written on it, and it is often a sword immortal who dies in battle in my hometown, and then add another one. It stands to reason that when Grandpa Xiao Dong went out on a long trip, he was just an ordinary Yuanying Realm sword cultivator, and it shouldn't be on the book, the Dong family, which has a profound background, has a unique secret technique to cover up the qi, and it is difficult to be detected. ”

Ning Yao didn't say a thing.

She was one of the sword cultivators in that weird book, and one of the youngest sword cultivators in the history of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Ning Yao was already recorded before he was ten years old.

And those proud sons of heaven who had this treatment in history, without exception, were all slashed in the battlefield south of the Great Wall of Sword Qi before the age of thirty.

The demon clan never cares about this.

Often the life or death of a proud son of the sky will involve the life and death of one or even several big demons and sword immortals.

Because the demon clan felt that it was enough to have a Chen Qingdu on the head of the city.

In case there is one more Ning Qingdu and Yao Qingdu, it will not be a matter of just one or two Great Demons of the Five Realms who will die.

The helplessness of the Great Wall of Sword Qi lies in the fact that this kind of pride of the heavens, if he does not go to the battlefield early to experience and rise rapidly between life and death, but only raises in the north of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, even if there are several sword immortals who carefully teach him, there is still no possibility that he will grow into the next Chen Qingdu, Ah Liang or Dong Sangen.

Chen Ping'an suddenly asked, "I'm here, will it actually distract you and drag you down?"

Ning Yao nodded, mumbled, did not deny it, and did not hesitate.

But she said bluntly: "But I'll be happy that you're here." When I was practicing at home, I often couldn't help but think of you, and I would be in a daze, and after I was in a daze, I would run directly to you, and when I went back, I hurriedly dealt with some family affairs, and then the day seemed to pass like this, waiting to see you the next day before going to bed. ”

This is Ning Yao.

Qi Jingchun once warned Zhao Xuan, a disciple of the school who fell in love with her at first sight, that it was best not to like Ning Yao, because she was an unsheathed sword with a sharp edge, and it was easy to hurt others and even herself.

Ning Yao looks at the world, always good and bad, black and white, almost ruthless.

It's just that now there is one more Chen Ping'an.

So Chen Ping'an said categorically: "At most three days, I will leave here, and then go to Beiju Luzhou, which is most like the Great Wall of Sword Qi, to practice boxing and sword, and strive to enter the seventh realm of martial arts as soon as possible, and be qualified to participate in the war here, and then I will come to you again!"

Ning Yao was silent, knowing that this was the most right, but she just didn't want to speak, and she didn't want to nod her head.

On the contrary, she will also complain about the guy next to her, why she can make up her mind so quickly.

Chen Ping'an wanted to drink, but the sword gourd was clenched tightly in Ning Yao's hand, as if he had deliberately changed his hand, which made Chen Ping'an farther away.

Ning Yao said suddenly: "The Demon Clan's attacks on the Great Wall of Sword Qi have always lasted for twenty or thirty years, giving you ten years to rank among the Seventh Realm, is it enough?"

Ning Yao raised his eyebrows, "Just ten years, no more!"

Chen Ping'an moved his buttocks, sat facing her, and said with a smile: "Okay." But you must also wait for me. ”

Ning Yao twisted and pinched and turned sideways, sat opposite him, handed the sword cultivation back to him, and then nodded: "Okay." ”

Chen Ping'an took the wine jug, raised his head and took a sip of wine.

Ning Yao said softly: "I have a lot of problems. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "It's okay, I like you." ”

Ning Yao's eyes were rosy.

Chen Ping'an stretched out a hand, trembled slightly, and gently stroked Ning Yao's cheek.

Ning Yao blushed a little, but she didn't refuse, she just closed her eyes and didn't dare to look at him.

Just when the world was lonely and there seemed to be only two people left, an inopportune cough sounded softly.

Chen Ping'an hurriedly retracted his hand and drank to hide his embarrassment, while Ning Yao turned his head to look, his long and narrow eyebrows were full of murderous aura, and the uninvited guest was the old sword fairy Grandpa Chen, standing not far from the two of them, standing with his hands in his hands, with a smile on his face, "I suddenly remembered something, I was afraid that I would forget it when I turned back, so I had to tell Chen Ping'an quickly." ”

"Just tell me. ”

After Ning Yao took the wine jug, he sat facing the city, with his back to the old sword immortal.

Chen Ping'an jumped off the city and asked, "Grandpa Chen, what's the matter?"

The old man smiled and said: "The painting of the old blind man in the south is good-looking, the chicken soup of the old bald donkey in the west is delicious, and the words of the scholar in Middle Earth are handsome." I think these people are very interesting. But the most interesting thing is that these old guys, one one can't die one by one. ”

Ning Yao couldn't help but turn his head and said, "Grandpa Chen, according to what you said before, isn't there still a stinky cow-nosed Taoist in the East China Sea?"

The old sword fairy nodded and said, "It's just that I thought of this guy that I wanted to talk to Chen Ping'an." ”

Ning Yao was puzzled.

The old sword immortal stretched out his finger and pointed at Chen Ping'an, "Your Immortal Bridge, whether you repair it or not, in fact, it doesn't make much sense, it's better to find another way, so you have to find this Taoist, but it is very likely that you will be turned away, but I think since you can come here, maybe it will be an exception." ”

Chen Ping'an's heartstrings shook and asked, "Grandpa Chen, how should I find this master, are you going to the East China Sea?" It seems that our Aquarius Island is above the East China Sea. ”

The old sword immortal shook his head and said, "It's to go to Tongye Continent in the southeast to find a Taoist temple." ”

Chen Ping'an was stunned on the spot, a little hesitant, this was not quite in line with his original intention, but since the old sword immortal said so, there must be a deep meaning, but Chen Ping'an would still be worried about the ten-year covenant, and the hardships of his own entry into the fourth realm, so that Chen Ping'an did not dare to have any optimism about the next five, six, seven or three breakthroughs.

The old sword fairy said: "Your sword box locust wood has a very good background, why don't you lend me ten years, I can take a sword and exchange it with you, and then change it back after ten years." Then this sword will help you point out the general direction after you arrive in Tongye Continent, and go to find that old Taoist in the East China Sea, as for after you are lucky enough to find him, whether people are willing to help you depends on your Chen Ping'an's own creation. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Okay!"

Chen Ping'an took off the sword box and took out the Huai Wood Sword to subdue the demon, Ning Yao asked, "Can you leave the wooden sword to me?" I can also exchange a sword with you. ”

Chen Ping'an scratched his head and said: "The Huaimu sword was given to me by Mr. Qi, and I can't transfer it to you, but it's okay for you to stay by your side, and you don't need to give me the sword, the Great Wall of Sword Qi is so short of swords, I don't need it for the time being." ”

Ning Yao beckoned, and Chen Ping'an gently threw the Huaimu sword to her, and then handed the sword box to the old sword fairy.

The talisman that was originally placed in the sword box had already been put into the flying sword fifteen by Chen Ping'an before entering the inverted hanging mountain, otherwise the withered female ghost would have been wiped out in the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The moment the old man's finger touched the locust wood sword box, it disappeared out of thin air.

In the end, the old sword fairy took one hand, and quickly wiped the fingers of one hand and two fingers together in front of him.

Between the old man and Chen Ping'an, the true face of a sheathed long sword was revealed.

The old sword fairy's eyes motioned for Chen Ping'an to catch the long sword.

Chen Ping'an stretched out his hands, and the long sword fell, Chen Ping'an thought that he could easily catch the sword, but he stumbled and almost fell and ate.

The old sword immortal's expression was indifferent, "The sword name is long, the scabbard and body are only seven catties, but the sword qi weighs eighty catties." Those who bear the sword can temper their souls day and night. ”

Chen Ping'an didn't have a sword box, so he couldn't carry this "long qi" for the time being, so he had to stand with his sword in his hand.

The old sword immortal glanced at Chen Ping'an, nodded and said, "It's finally a bit of a sword cultivator." ”

Ning Yao suddenly turned his head to look south.

The old man smiled, "Now I know why I bothered you two." ”

Ning Yao's eyes were sharp, and in an instant, the sword rose into the air.

The old man turned his head to Chen Ping'an and said, "Hurry up and say goodbye to Ning Yatou, and I will send you back to the Hanging Mountain." ”

Chen Ping'an stood with his sword in his hands, raised his head, and looked at Ning Yao, but he couldn't say a word for a while.

Ning Yao also looked down, and she hurriedly threw the sword cultivation to Chen Ping'an.

The old man said with a smile: "Children are long, but they don't lose their sword energy." So be it, if you have a belly of love and love, you will leave it for the next meeting. ”

The old man flicked his fingers, and Chen Ping'an, who had just caught the sword raiser, fell backwards.

The next moment, when Chen Ping'an stood still, he found that he was no longer at the head of the city, but on the square at the foot of the lonely peak of the upside-down mountain.

There is only the sun hanging high here, not the vision of the world hanging in March.

The man with the sword sitting on the stake of the tethered horse looked at the sluggish young man with the sword and the gourd.

It's just a parting.

But Chen Ping'an forgot that he had wine to drown his sorrows.

At the southern head of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, a little girl with pigtails sat on the edge, shaking her feet, and muttering to herself, "I want to become a tree, and when I am happy, it blooms in autumn." When sad, the leaves fall in the spring. ”

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(At the end of yesterday's chapter, that little poem is from Bai Helin's "Solitude", and at the end of today, it seems to have been written by a child, and I only adapted it slightly.) Two little poems, I like them very much, the kind of love at first sight. ）