Seeing Cao Ci, Chen Ping'an hugged his fists and smiled: "On the side of Daduan Beijing, you are willing to teach Pei Qian four fights of boxing, thank you here." ”

Cao Ci smiled and nodded, calmly accepting the young hidden official's thanks, in the early years in the face of Pei Qian's four consecutive questions and punches, Cao Ci is very knowledgeable every time he punches, so teaching boxing, it can be said that he is attentive, since this is the case, there is nothing difficult to admit.

Besides, in the third question boxing with Pei Qian's heaviest momentum, the highest fist intent, and the latest boxing moves, Cao Ci also took two punches from her, and they were both on the door, thanking Chen Ping'an, no matter how you look at it, she still loses herself. As for the last question boxing that lost three games in a row, the young female martial artist was a little reckless, and handed out a lot of patchwork boxing moves, and fought very well.

Cao Ci in front of him, dressed in white, is spotless.

Chen Ping'an met Cao Ci in the city when he was a teenager, but he felt that this peer, wearing a snow-white robe, had a handsome appearance, like a man among the gods, unattainable, far away.

Now look at it again, Chen Ping'an can see the doorway at a glance, the robe on Cao Ci's body is a fairy robe with the rank of immortal soldiers, according to the obscure entries recorded in the archives of the summer palace, the founding emperor of the Daduan Dynasty, the fortune is profound, and once had a robe called "Daxue", which is extremely mysterious, and the earth immortal monks wear it on their bodies, such as a saint sitting in a small world, and at the same time it can also be used to detain and torture the eight realms that have become prisoners under the stairs. The martial arts master of the Nine Realms, no matter how unruly the martial artist, was trapped in it, his limbs were stiff, his skin was cracked, and his soul was tormented, like layers of snow pressing on the sycamore, and the muscles and bones were broken like branches, and there was a sound of breaking firewood.

If there is no accident, it is Cao Ci's body.

Chen Ping'an is very familiar with wearing a robe, the higher the rank of the robe and the realm of the martial artist, the more weak the robe will be, and it will even overwhelm the martial artist's physique.

Maybe Pei Cup did it intentionally in the early years, so that Cao Ci was practicing boxing all the time whether he was awake or sleeping, but in fact, he didn't stop for a moment.

Martial arts qualifications, boxing talents, Cao Ci is already too high to be higher.

In Cao Ci's eyes, the green shirt in front of him is now not only a martial artist of the Realm of Death, but also a sword cultivator of the Jade Pur Realm, but it seems that he is still the same Chen Ping'an as he was back then

However, when Cao Ci visited Gongdelin tonight, he didn't seem to have the intention of punching immediately.

Or are you waiting for an opportunity to "disagree"? For example, after catching up with the old days, I accidentally talked about the fall of my senior brother Ma Huangxian, and talked about the preciousness of the sword scabbard and the difficulty of disobeying the master's life?

No matter what, Chen Ping'an just laughed at the moment.

It seems that I saw a Cao Ci with a blue nose and swollen face.

At the head of the capital city, he lost four games with Cao Ciwenquan, and after Pei Qian saw his master Chen Ping'an in the blessed land of the cloud cave, he said it bluntly. It's just that for some reason, Cao Ci was punched twice by her, but Pei Qian didn't say a word, maybe he felt that he lost four punches and handed over hundreds of thousands of punches, but he just punched Cao Ci twice, if he still has the face to say, it is estimated that when he comes to the master's side, he can eat the chestnuts to his heart's content?

Cao Ci asked curiously, "What are you laughing at? Because you have accepted a good apprentice?"

may be that the opportunity has not yet arrived, and Cao Ci himself has no plans to accept apprentices so far.

Chen Ping'an said: "It's nothing, when it comes to practicing boxing, Cao Ci is invincible, I think so, as for teaching people boxing, it's just a matter of fire, if I were replaced, I wouldn't be beaten by two punches." ”

This kind of thing is why Chen Ping'an can say it so with such peace of mind.

When he returned from traveling to his hometown from Beiju Luzhou, on the second floor of the bamboo building, Chen Ping'an, who was full of confidence, wanted to feed Pei Qian for the first time in his life, but he fell to the ground with one punch, and there were indeed no two punches.

Liu Sixteen appeared, his arms around his chest, his back against the tree, and he looked at the two pure martial artists with a smile.

It's very interesting, ask both sides of the boxer, two young people who have stood at the top of the world's martial arts, neither of them has the slightest murderous aura, as if they are just two friends for many years, reuniting and reminiscing.

However, it is certain that as long as one side is determined to throw a punch, then no one will be ambiguous, and it will definitely be able to play well. Even Jun Qian will feel that once these two ask boxing, they have the opportunity to fight better than Zhang Tiaoxia asking boxing Pei Cup.

Liu Sixteen saw Cao Ci for the first time, and he was really brilliant. Just talking about appearance, the little junior brother can't compare.

Worried that Cao Ci had misunderstood, Liu Sixteen waved his hand, "I'm not here to favor Chen Ping'an, or I just want to see you fight." ”

Liu Sixteen was born with boxing, but he never practiced martial arts too hard in his life.

Cao Ci hugged his fists and said: "Daduan martial artist Cao Ci, I have seen Mr. Liu." ”

Liu Sixteen nodded in greeting, and then said with a smile: "Forget it, I'm still leaving." However, I have already said hello to Mr. Xiping, if you want to ask boxing, you don't have to worry about the loss of Gongdelin's side, Mr. Xiping has his own means to restore his original appearance. ”

Liu Sixteen left the place. No matter how you look at it, Liu Sixteen seems to be pampering Cao Ci and beating Chen Ping'an, this senior brother is really unusual.

Cao Ci said: "Master has already set off to rush to the ferry of the Ruins of the Yellow Trail, leaving only the scabbard to me. ”

The four ruins connecting the two worlds, before being ridiculed by Ah Liang as the water god's dart, each has a sage, a monk and a sword cultivator, who will set off first and go to the wild world, such as the two deputy masters of the Confucian Temple and the three university palace sacrificial wines, they have already gone to the Tianmu Ferry, even if Yu Xuan needs to join the galaxy, he will still stare at the Shenxiang ferry at the canopy, and after the fire dragon real person left the Gongdelin, he has actually rushed to the Shenxiang, as for Pei Cup, he went to the Huangji Ferry, in addition, Su Ziliu Seven traveled to the Riluo Ferry.

The top combat power in the vast world, no one will fall, and they will appear on the front line of the wild future battlefield one after another.

Ma Xian, who was seriously injured, had been escorted back to the Daduan Dynasty by his junior sister Dou Fanxia, while Liao Qingwei was waiting for his junior brother Cao Ci, and then rushed to the wilderness together.

Chen Ping'an looked at the bamboo yellow sword scabbard, clasped his hands in his sleeves and said with a smile: "I have checked many files, there are secrets about the mountains and rivers of the Daduan Dynasty, and I have also asked the Song seniors and the mountain gods of the neighboring Jianshui Villa, and now I want to hear what you say, maybe I am wrong." ”

Song predecessors sword name "Yiran", searched all the ancient books, only from the ancient book fragments, found the record of "sharpening the light to crack the five mountains, the sword qi to cut the great desecration", but the Song predecessors have never been able to find out about the root of the scabbard, in the early years due to fate, opened the mechanism of the pillar stone pier of the deep pool, and when the ancient sword was obtained, the bamboo yellow scabbard was already the sword room of the ancient sword. Chen Ping'an asked the mountain god about the mystery of the deep pool, and then studied Pei Cup's age, and finally came to the conclusion that Chen Ping'an asked the second reason for the boxer horse immortal.

As long as it is determined that the "age" of the scabbard in the deep pool of Jianshui Villa is not in the world, it is greater than the years when Pei Bei, the national teacher of the Daduan Dynasty, owned the ancient sword, it is enough.

Cao Ci shook his head and said, "The sword and the bamboo sheath have been separated for many years, but in fact, it is impossible to talk about who is the master. When the master got the sword, he didn't have a scabbard. It's just that the long sword is unsheathed, and there is always a bit of regret. So back then, the master asked the senior brother to go to Aquarius, and with the results of astrology, he followed the clues all the way, and finally found this bamboo scabbard by the senior brother. ”

Pei Cup Saber is an ancient famous sword, Qingshen.

This sword became famous too early, and it was silent for too long, so it became unknown in later generations until it was found by Pei Bei.

Cao Ci lifted the scabbard in his hand and said, "Master and Senior Brother said that it is to buy, if the person who holds the bamboo scabbard is unwilling to sell it, forget it, there is no need to force it." ”

His master, Pei Cup, the national teacher of the Daduan Dynasty and the female martial god of the world, has been silent since he was a child, and is called a wooden man by his peers. After experiencing ups and downs, after practicing martial arts at a young age, he likes to drink secretly and is more greedy for drinks.

In the past, the girl of the wooden man, on the first day of martial arts practice, wanted to say "no" to many things.

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I believe this is the truth." ”

Cao Ci continued: "But the senior brother made his own opinion, so there was the forced buying and selling of Aquarius back then. The senior brother was born as a battlefield general, joined the army at a young age, and led the most elite border army of the Daduan Dynasty, controlling thousands of miles of land and guarding the border. After more than 30 years of Rong Ma's career, Ma Huangxian has long looked down on life and death, his own, others', robes, and enemies. ”

Speaking of this, Cao Ci paused for a moment and said with a smile: "I'm not helping anyone defend anything, but there are some things that I have to explain to you." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "You have to be so reasonable." ”

Only when you are calm can you be truly reasonable.

Cao Ci said: "Senior brother lost his fist on the bamboo forest side and fell into the realm, in this matter, he understands it very well, but he just feels that his fist is inferior to others, and he doesn't feel that he is wrong in the matter of the bamboo sheath." I persuaded me a few words, but my brother didn't like to hear it. The fist is its own fist, the matter is its own business, the grievances are self-satisfied, and the life and death are conceited. I'm a junior brother, so I won't say much. So I guess in the future, the senior brother will ask you about boxing. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "I really like to ask boxing, just ask a few questions." ”

You can't stop that Ma Xian from asking how many games to lose, Ma Xian will only lose again and again in this life, and he will lose so much that he will honestly become a battlefield general who leads the army to fight.

However, Chen Ping'an said: "As for Senior Liao's questioning, I will take care of it separately, it's just a competition between pure martial artists." ”

Cao Ci smiled: "Of course I can trust you in this kind of thing." ”

Otherwise, why would Cao Ci be so troublesome tonight, visit the door, find Chen Ping'an, and punch.

Cao Ci gently threw the scabbard in his hand to Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an stretched out his sleeve, took the scabbard, and said with a smile: "Sure enough, Cao Ci is still Cao Ci." ”

He is a pure martial artist, but he is more immortal than the cultivators in the mountains.

Cao Ci said: "I am already in the realm of returning to the truth, and you are still vigorous for the time being, so don't fight for now, and wait until you reach the truth." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "When I return to the truth, will you already be 'God' again?"

Cao Ci smiled and said, "Then I can't just wait for you." ”

Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "When I travel to the Middle Earth Divine Continent, no matter whether we are out of the realm or not, I will have to ask you for a fist when the time comes." ”

Speaking of this, Chen Ping'an immediately changed his words and said, "Maybe it's still on the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi?"

According to Cao Ci's temperament, he will definitely go to the wild world, maybe he will not stay at the Huangji Ferry, and choose to travel alone in the wilderness and go deep into the hinterland.

Cao Ci nodded and said, "Then make an appointment at the head of the city, or the old place?"

Chen Ping'an smiled: "No problem." ”

Although he will not return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi immediately, he has been in the city before, and he has seen the wild world for nearly twenty years, and his eyes are astringent, so he always has to go once.

The God of Wealth of the Liu family in the Vast Continent once set up a non-losing game about Cao Ci, and the time limit for sitting in the village was as long as 500 years.

The well-informed people on the top of the mountain have all know in their hearts that this strange gamble set up by Liu Jubao is actually set up for two young peers, and it has little to do with the rest of the entire Haoran martial arts in the world.

What's even more strange is that the two people who threw the most money and bet the most turned out to be betting that Cao Ci couldn't help but lose his fist.

One of them is a famous fire dragon real person who goes out without money, and there is also a hidden head and tail who does not know his identity.

On the other side of the pavilion, Lao Xiucai raised his sleeves, held the chess pieces in one hand, and twisted his beard in the other hand and asked, "Is it impossible to fight?"

Liu Sixteen smiled: "Not necessarily. ”

Left and right said: "I will definitely fight." ”

Jingsheng Xiping, who was pulled by Lao Xiucai to play chess, reminded: "I don't care if I play or not, you put those two chess pieces back on the table." ”

It's just that you touch the fish, and you touch the two key chess pieces in the chess game.

Lao Xiucai said angrily: "In the past, I didn't restore the identity of the Confucian Temple, I could touch one, but now I touch one more, what's wrong with you? ”

Xiping pointed to the chess game, "Take it, if you have a face, take a few more." ”

Lao Xiucai was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly lifted many pieces from the chessboard, "Hey, there is such a request in the world, it's strange, I have to violate my conscience and satisfy you!"

Xiping stopped playing chess and asked to put the twisted chess pieces in his hand back into the chess box.

Lao Xiucai looked at the chess game, and restored the chessboard one by one with many chess pieces in his hand, and then sighed: "I never thought that I would win Xiping on the chessboard, who would dare to believe it." ”

Xi Ping smiled and said: "Why don't you say that the disciples who closed the door were not around before, and they have been hiding seven or eight percent of their chess strength." ”

Confrontation between the two sides in the distance.

Chen Ping'an held the scabbard in his hand, "Send it to you?"

Cao Ci shook his head and said, "No." ”

The two turned around almost at the same time, one returned to the pavilion to meet with Mr. and Senior Brother, and the other prepared to walk out of the Gongdelin to meet Senior Sister.

The two martial artists who have reached the top of the martial arts, the two of them will go one step further, walking with their backs to each other, both walking slowly, calmly, and very calmly.

One thought that after explaining the reason to Chen Ping'an for the master and the senior brother, it seemed that he had nothing to do, and he came to Gongdelin for a walk?

One thinks that there are many people in the rivers and lakes, there are people who break into the rivers and lakes, people who run the rivers and lakes, and people who mix the rivers and lakes. Some people are in the rivers and lakes, but they will never be in the rivers and lakes.

Cao Ci in white, thinking about the one who doesn't lose the gambling game, the young hidden official behind him, I heard that he is the best at sitting in the village to make money, is there any bet?

Chen Ping'an, who was in a green shirt, thought that he had lost three games in a row, and his disciple had lost four games later, how could he think that something was wrong.

One thinks about himself, this life seems to have been asked boxing, but he rarely has the idea of taking the initiative to ask others boxing, today the moon and stars are scarce, the world is quiet, it seems to be suitable for learning from others.

I remembered for no reason, the old man on the second floor taught boxing tricks to teach boxing theory first, saying that after learning boxing, after handing over boxing, he wanted to teach the world martial arts only to feel that the sky was above. The big point of punching is that there is no one in front of you. At the moment, I am walking like this, of course, there is no one in front of me, but as long as I turn my head, there is no one in front of me?

Cao Ci felt that it was a little bit worse to leave like this.

Chen Ping'an felt that after many years, it was not good to miss Cao Ci.

So the two stopped at the same time.

Cao Ci stood in place, stretched out his fingers and pulled the cuffs of the snow-white robe on his body, wearing this robe and then handing over the fist, it would not be fast enough.

Chen Ping'an threw the scabbard in his hand to the side of the pavilion, asked Senior Brother Jun Qian to keep it on his behalf, and rolled up his sleeves after stopping.

Cao Ci turned his head and asked with a smile: "Let's have a fight, and it will stop at the point?"

Chen Ping'an also turned his head, "You are older, your fists are higher, you have the final say?"

The next moment, the two of them were no longer in the same place, and each of them threw the first punch.

The entire formation is forbidden enough to suppress the merit forest of a monk of the Fourteen Realms, if the mountain is off the ground, it is picked up by the immortals and smashed into the lake, the ripples of the qi are agitated, with the two young martial artists as the center, the towering ancient trees within a radius of 100 zhang are all broken and shattered.

The vast river of time in the world will bypass a merit forest by itself, during which a section of flowing water was intercepted by the Holy Ancestor in the early years, detained in the merit forest, and controlled by Jingsheng Xiping.

Jingsheng Xiping stood on the steps outside the pavilion, shook his sleeves, and exerted his magical powers, making the long river of time flow backwards, Cao Ci and Chen Ping'an's fists were like waterfalls, and the damage brought by them was instantly restored to its original appearance.

If you wait until the two sides are done fighting, and then go back to the long river, even Xiping is not sure that this merit forest will be the same as before.

The left and right sides lifted the ban on cultivation slightly, and a sword air flowed out, just enough to protect the pavilion and block the surging fist intent that covered the sky and the sun.

Cao Ci leaned against a towering ancient tree, the ancient cypress behind him shook gently, reached out and patted the marks on his chest, Cao Ci was still in white, but put away the immortal

The art of war robe is sleeved.

In the distance, Chen Ping'an stood on the railing of a white jade bridge, his forehead slightly red.

Between the two, there was originally a ravine several zhang deep, but it was smoothed out by Jingsheng Xiping by magic.

Chen Ping'an was a little on his toes, and his figure was suddenly gone, since someone helped clean up the mess, it didn't matter whether he was polite or not, and it was not too late to make amends with Mr. Xiping afterwards.

A white jade bridge under his feet turned into powder in an instant, just a light step on it, the fist intent was heavy, and it sank very deep, and there were bursts of thunder from underground.

Although Chen Ping'an has the upper hand, the gap is far less than that of the Great Wall of Sword Qi back then.

Therefore, with the previous punch, he suffered more losses, but he would never even be able to touch the corners of Cao Ci's clothes again.

Originally, it was a move to punch Cao Ci's neck, but because he was punched in the head by Cao Ci first, the distance was slightly pulled away, Chen Ping'an's head was tilted back a few points, and then he punched and slapped downwards in the opponent's heart.

If it is replaced by the likes of Ma Huangxian, if you are like this, you will at least have to lie in bed and not be able to say a word for several months.

Cao Ci has long known that Chen Ping'an is very capable of carrying it, his physique is tough and unreasonable, in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, he practices boxing extremely ruthlessly, and the number of roads is too wild, but Chen Ping'an just received a strong punch on his forehead, and he was fine, which still surprised Cao Ci.

Both sides are like Changhong, taking a step casually, just like the immortals on the mountain shrinking the mountains and rivers, each with a single breath of pure true qi, in the merit forest, shuttle, either each staggered the opponent's boxing moves, or fists for punches, there is no possibility of one punch in the opponent, one fist in the other.

However, Chen Ping'an's god-man drum style did fail to connect the fist intent, Cao Ci put his fingers together, and before Chen Ping'an handed out the drum "second punch", he had already erased the residual fist intent on his body.

Compared to Yu Lifu's efforts to interrupt the coherent fist intent of the god-man drumming back then, Cao Ci really has to understate it too much.

Cao Ci turned his head sideways, still swept by a punch, hitting his temple, Cao Ci's head shook a few times, but his steps were steady, but the whole person moved out a few steps sideways.

Chen Ping'an was smashed in the chest by Cao Ci's fists, and it seemed that both hands were handed over at the same time, but they were two completely different fist intents, which made Chen Ping'an not only leave his feet off the ground, but also flew out upside down in an instant.

Cao Ci took advantage of the situation to sweep forward, and pressed down with one hand, wanting to hold down Chen Ping'an's head.

Between heaven and earth, there are several white-clothed Cao Ci, one by one, appearing elsewhere, unknown prophets, each with a punch.

As a result, Chen Ping'an was like receiving six punches from Cao Ci at the same time.

It was not the first punch that he dodged, but Cao Ci's last leg swept his waist, which happened to be dodged by Chen Ping'an.

When Cao Ci closed his fist, he immediately changed to a breath of pure true qi, his knees bent slightly, and disappeared without a trace.

Chen Ping'an floated towards the pavilion, patted the pavilion ridge with his palm, and his body rotated, landing farther away, but did not land, during which he also changed his true breath, and his body dissipated in mid-air.

Swap punches.

Within a radius of three miles, the fist intent of the two sides collapsed and passed, and the fist gang was incomparable, like a surging river, like a million criss-crossing fine sword qi filling the air.

So much so that it was difficult for Jingsheng Xiping to reverse the time for a while.

Chen Ping'an stood on the bank of a river, raised the back of his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Cao Ci stood on the surface of the river, a river with countless whirlpools, all torn by the disorderly fist.

Chen Ping'an smiled and asked, "Does the boxing move have a name?"

Cao Ci nodded, "Epiphany." ”

Chen Ping'an raised his chin, "Wipe the nosebleed, just the two of us, pay attention to what and learn more from me." ”

Damn, what kind of epiphany, short-lived? This name is really not good, and you have to learn from me to choose such a thing.

Cao Ci smiled and said, "Then what is it if you forcibly swallow a large mouthful of blood." ”

Chen Ping'an suddenly frowned.

In the small world in the body, there was an unpleasant vision of the mountains and rivers shaking without warning, and this was the essence of this fist?

There was no white clothes on the river, and only Cao Ci said with a smile, "This punch is temporarily called flowing water." ”

The next moment, Chen Ping'an was punched out of Gongdelin and fell to the side of the Confucian Temple Square.

didn't roll all the way, his elbows hit the ground, his body reversed, and a green shirt fell to the ground.

Cao Ci stepped out of the prohibition of the meritorious forest and came to the outside of the Temple of Literature, "Chen Ping'an, you are still wearing a robe, so you don't care about the slightest difference?

Cao Ci narrowed his eyes, "I don't think you're here yet." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "You want to go wrong, I think you will come to return the scabbard tonight, and if you don't take a few punches, you won't be able to go." ”

That being said. It is estimated that Cao Ci will not believe it, in fact, Chen Ping'an himself thinks that he doesn't believe this reason.

But in fact, Chen Ping'an does have an unspeakable secret.

Because of the fact that he carries the real name of the demon clan, his own body is mysterious and mysterious, Chen Ping'an is very easy to be unstable, and he was previously disrespected by the old guy of the Fourteenth Realm who returned to Tuoyue Mountain from outside the world, and gave the other party a hard blow, so once Chen Ping'an let go of his hands and feet, he made a move, and Cao Ci fought to the death.

Cao Ci was a little stunned, guessed something, and planned to stop.

Asking about boxing is meaningless, and even more boring.

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath and asked, "How many punches have you created?"

Cao Ci said: "Less than thirty. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "It's a little little." ”

Cao Ci asked, "It seems that you can be more serious when you punch next?"

Chen Ping'an temporarily found a way to suppress the monk's state of mind, nodded brightly, and said: "But say it in advance, don't accidentally kill me, besides, you are all at will, no matter how many punches you make, no matter how heavy your punches are, it's all fine." ”

Before Cao Ci handed over the fist for the first time, Zheng'er Bajing pulled a fist fight.

The white clothes shook, the big sleeves shook slightly, and the fist intent was restrained to the extreme.

But around the Temple of Literature, the aura of heaven and earth began to disperse automatically.

Cao Ci smiled and said: "This fist is called Dragon Walking, which is not light. ”

Chen Ping'an said: "It's just a fist." ”

On the other side of the pavilion, Xiping looked helpless, and said to Liu Sixteen: "Jun Qian, you didn't say before that they were going to leave the Gongdelin and fight all the way to the Confucian Temple. ”

Left and right, who had been watching the process of the little junior brother's questioning, said with a smile: "Mr. Xiping can work hard, and the problem is not big." ”

Fang Cai Liu Sixteen said one thing, if you don't talk about the depth of boxing moves and the level of boxing intent, only talk about physique, or the little junior brother is better.

As a result, Lao Xiucai slapped one by one, "The little junior brother beat someone, and you still laugh?!"

Liu Sixteen said with a smile: "Not everyone can make Cao Ci let go of his hands and feet to punch. ”

Cao Ci removed the robe on his body before, which is proof of this.

This means that Cao Ci has a bit of a sense of victory.

Lao Xiucai said: "To be honest, Haoran is fortunate to have Cao Ci. ”

Thanks to having Cao Ci in front, then Chen Ping'an, a disciple who has closed the door, will be extremely firm in his martial arts.

And Cao Ci is such a child, the higher he goes, no matter how tall he is, Lao Xiucai, these old people, in their eyes, think it's a good thing.

Of course, Lao Xiucai will have high hopes for Chen Ping'an, a closed disciple, and no amount of hope is too much, but Chen Ping'an competes with others, whether it is truth or martial arts, he can't think that the other party standing opposite Chen Ping'an is wrong, or low, but wants the other party to be right, higher, and the student Chen Ping'an is down-to-earth step by step, and then more right, higher, which is the real expectation of Chen Ping'an in Lao Xiucai's heart.

The avenue of the world, after all, is not the kind of market quarrel where you must win or lose.

On the avenues, those who walk and are reasonable are actually the true cultivators.

The more the truth is taught, the more distinct it becomes, the more polished and refined the fists and feet, the more stable it becomes, and the more the Dao heart is sharpened, the brighter it is.

Xi Ping nodded and said: "As long as Chen Ping'an can keep up with Cao Ci, even if he is pulled away by half a body, it is not a problem, there is still a chance." ”

The two sides are now only half a step away.

Don't look at tonight's boxing, Chen Ping'an has been punched a lot, in fact, the difference between victory and defeat is not too great, Chen Ping'an's martial arts realm is fundamental, it was beaten all the way, and since the two sides are only for the sake of winning and losing, not seeking to divide life and death, so this boxing, for both sides, punch hard, but the killing intention is insufficient, and it is not really hearty, no one in the eyes, and there is nothing in the heart.

Liu Sixteen said: "One day, both sides will be in a god, and they may regain some distance." Therefore, the little junior brother will be on the true layer in the future, and he must polish it well. ”

In the peak realm before reaching the end, Cao Ci may have been in a little haste to deal with the big battle in Fuyao Continent, but Chen Ping'an was in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so he had to be even more distracted.

It's different now.

Cao Ci is too pure. Especially when he is angry, it will be very scary to practice boxing in the future.

Liu Sixteen will not have any prejudices against Cao Ci, a young man, just because he is Chen Ping'an's senior brother, on the contrary, Liu Sixteen admires the momentum of Cao Ci very much, just like saying a truth to several worlds, I must be invincible, neither arrogant nor forgetful, this is a very natural thing, others admit it or not, it is a fact.

On the other hand, when the little junior brother returned to his hometown, he had to be distracted too much. Just talking about the identity of a qi practitioner, especially a few natal flying swords as a sword cultivator, it will be a big burden.

Lao Xiucai glared.

Liu Sixteen immediately apologized to his husband and said, "Count me in the crow's mouth." ”

Jingsheng Xiping disappeared in a flash, and appeared at the top of the steps of the Confucian Temple, these two guys fought, and they couldn't clean up the mess by themselves, so you two really didn't care about the stunned Qingqing, and only gave up after demolishing the Confucian Temple.

The great monks who came to discuss and join in the excitement have almost all left the boundary of the Confucian Temple, and they have returned to their own homes, each with their own busyness.

Therefore, many monks on the top of the mountain regretted that they missed the excitement of tonight.

Who would have thought that after the end of the discussion, in addition to those few treacherous mountain conspiracies and calculations, which made people's hearts palpitate, it would only make people more hurried, and some monks of the Upper Five Realms, who thought that their realm was not high, would only urge the ferry to hurry up and leave the land of right and wrong, never thought that there would be such a big and lively sky to watch?

Cao in white clothes, Chen in green shirts.

The two young great masters actually used the Gongdelin and the Temple of Literature as a place to ask for boxing, and their fists were like dragons and their momentum was like a rainbow.

Although Jingsheng Xiping was a little resentful, he just didn't delay this borderless man when he appreciated this question, sat on the steps, and took out a pot of wine.

After all, being able to see boxing at such a close distance is a rare opportunity.

After the discussion of the Confucian Temple ended, the door was closed, and in the merit forest, except for Lao Xiucai's group, the rest of the Confucian sages who needed to stay for a few days were still a little far away. As for the ferries, the gods and qi practitioners of the mountains and rivers in Panshui County, Mandarin Duck Zhu and other places, even if an immortal, or a mountain monarch and a lake monarch noticed the signs of this place, and watched the mountains and rivers from afar, they didn't need to be deliberately covered up by Jingsheng Xiping, they would not be able to see it really, and Cao Ci and Chen Ping'an were scattered because of their fist intentions.

Temple of Literature Square.

A white rainbow, a touch of blue light, because the two sides punched and the body shifted too quickly, a large area of blue and white light was intertwined.

A jade Pu realm sword cultivator tried his best to make a sword, and he could only cut through the white jade square with a few traces, and he didn't know how these two martial artists came out, and they became cracks everywhere, this is not counting the special smashing of fists on the ground, Jing Sheng Xiping was amazed, and with this wine, he drank it very deliciously, and the martial artists of the ten realms in the world were as powerful as dragon elephants?

In this way, Lin Junbi of the Shao Yuan Dynasty was drunk and lying on the steps to sleep, which is really not a rude thing compared to these two martial artists.

Cao Ci punched, and the fairy spirit was ethereal. There are not many punches, even if Bai Yi is hit by a green shirt, most of them are immediately removed from the punch intent, but Cao Ci occasionally stumbles a few steps, which is normal.

Chen Ping'an's punches are not bad, his courage is great, and as for taking punches, he is quite stable.

There was no single scene where I couldn't get up after falling to the ground, or I could get up with my fingers or palms or elbows on the ground.

And Xi Ping gradually came to a conclusion, Chen Ping'an, this guy is a bit of a scoundrel, it doesn't matter if he punches lightly, he can smash Cao Ci anywhere, as long as he has a chance, as long as his fist is heavy, his fist will go to Cao Ci's face.

Therefore, when the two sides opened their distance, they spit out a mouthful of turbid gas and blood at the same time, and each quickly exchanged a mouthful of pure true qi.

Chen Ping'an was ragged and covered in blood, but when he stood still, he didn't move at all and breathed steadily.

Cao Ci had a blue nose and swollen face, and his face was covered with blood.

Cao Ci stretched out his hand and wiped his face, and said with an angry smile: "Are you sick?!"

Is it fun to slap people in the face with one mind?

Chen Ping'an shook his clothes lightly with his fist, covered with blood like a flower, and said angrily: "You care about me?!"

Lao Tzu can't help the great disciples of the mountain to find the field?

In the pavilion, Lao Xiucai was worried and distressed, and asked, "Jun Qian, it's almost, right?"

Liu Sixteen shook his head, "For both sides, just ...... Hot hands. Cao Ci has many self-created boxing moves, and there are still many flaws, and he also needs to use his junior brother as a grinding stone. ”

Nodding left and right: "Chen Ping'an is good at avoiding the heavy and light, so he can exchange injuries for lives on the battlefield, if you want to win Cao Ci one day, you must first be familiar with Cao Ci's boxing, Cao Ci seems to be in the pursuit of a few punches and dozens of punches stacked into a punch of the perfect fist intent, and strive to finally punch without fail, you can distinguish the victory and defeat and life and death of a certain mysterious realm, so just right, each takes what he needs." ”

Because the two sides asked too much, Li Baohua, Li Huai and Zheng Youqian all rushed to the pavilion.

Li Huai was sweating all over his head, and sure enough, this kind of thing like practicing martial arts and boxing is not suitable for him at all, so it's better to study.

Zheng Youqian has heard of Cao Ci, and he is also a guy who kills demons on the battlefield of the two continents.

Zheng Youqian couldn't bear to look at Uncle Xiao, and asked in a trembling voice with Liu Sixteen, "Master, doesn't Uncle Xiao hurt?"

Liu Sixteen said with a smile: "That injury fell on someone else, and it would have been rolled on the ground a long time ago, your little uncle, it's okay." ”

After saying this, Liu Sixteen immediately raised his hands, and sure enough, he just caught Mr. Slap.

The left and right expressions said indifferently: "To put it simply, Cao Ci is pursuing the martial arts realm where asking boxing is just a punch. Your junior uncle, you need to find a way to familiarize, adapt, and then crack the prototype of Cao Ci's invincible realm. If you say it a little more suspense......"

Li Baohua seemed to have picked up from Uncle Zuo's side, and said to himself: "Uncle Xiao and Cao Ci...... There was still no one in front of him. ”

The left and right eyes were relieved, and there was a little smile, "The vase is extremely accurate, in one sentence." ”

Therefore, asking both sides of the boxer, the person who is really standing in front of the two is actually a future Cao Ci and a future Chen Ping'an.

For the sake of the small treasure bottle, Lao Xiucai raised his hand, fell again, and gently patted his left and right shoulders.

Temple of Literature Square.

A group of Mr. Li, including Mr. Li, all appeared one after another, because they all listened

news, rushed over to drink and watch the game, when the affairs were heavy, find a chance to relax.

As a result, the two boys were not very old, and their shelves were big, as if they didn't want to be watched by too many people, so they actually rose from the ground at the same time and went directly to the canopy to ask for boxing.

A touch of cyan and a touch of white, together with the canopy of the sky, during the change of fists non-stop, each retreated, and then instantly collided together, the boundary of the Confucian Temple, the thunder vibrate, many people have woken up, one after another put on clothes and pushed the window to see, the bright moon hangs high, there is no sign of rain. Isn't there another immortal master fighting method, but listening to the voice, it just happened to be over the Temple of Literature, not even a ferry where a few immortals gathered, what's going on, the Temple of Literature doesn't care?

Jingsheng Xiping did not immediately go against the flow of time and repair the Confucian Temple Square, but just put away the wine jug and looked up at the sky.

An old master squatted on the white jade ground, stretched out his fingers, wiped the cracks, and then looked around, there were traces everywhere, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Martial artists are so fierce in fights?

Xiping shook his head and smiled: "I never used a sword, I just asked for a fist." ”

Mr. Li asked in his heart: "Mr. Xiping, if that kid is out of the sword and is not confined to the identity of a martial artist, then how will this fight be won or lost?"

Xiping said: "Cao Ci still wins, but the price is very high. ”

It is very likely that there will be no more sword immortal hidden officials in the world, and at the same time, there will be one less martial god Cao Ci in the future.

Mr. Li took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "I met this kid before, chatted a few words, and counted a child very kindly, it is really unseemly." The person who became a hidden official at a young age ended up being cold-eyed and closed all the way, and he didn't see him angry at all. ”

When young and old people speak, they sit on the steps, clasp their hands lightly on their knees, and turn slightly sideways, always looking directly at others.

The old man looks at the young man, and the latter is high-spirited and arrogant, even if he has seen or heard it, it is not unusual for everyone to come from the young people. On the contrary, there are some details, but they will be remembered by the old man.

Therefore, outside the Temple of Literature, they will feel that the blue-shirted sword immortal is extremely domineering.

There are many sages and masters in the Temple of Literature, and they may see more.

The young man who was barely wearing a green shirt seemed to have received a heavy punch, his head was on the ground, and he fell to the ground straight from the sky, close to the height of the roof of the Temple of Literature, and he flipped and fell to the ground.

The white cloth then appeared and stood aside.

Cao Ci and Mr. Xiping on the other side of the steps of the Confucian Temple hugged their fists and apologized, and then left.

Chen Ping'an also clenched his fists and returned to Gongdelin.

After Liao Qingwei saw Cao Ci, she was not worried that this junior brother would lose if she asked boxing, so her first sentence turned out to be "I said before that I would ask him about boxing in thirty years, is it a bit unscrupulous?"

It's just that as soon as this sentence came out, Liao Qingwei, who was the senior sister, was a little nervous on the side of the junior brother Cao Ci. Like a student, face the gentleman.

And Liao Qingwei has been practicing boxing for many years, because Master Pei Bei is often not around, and he needs to be busy with military affairs, otherwise he will go to the wild world to garrison the ferry, so Liao Qingwei has asked Cao Ci a lot of boxing, Cao Ci of course is teaching her boxing, although the relationship between the two sides is that of sister and brother, but at some point, Liao Qingwei will subconsciously regard Cao Ci as half a master.

Cao Ci smiled and said: "Senior sister, it is human nature to have this thought, there is nothing to be embarrassed about, if senior sister can completely dispel this idea, I think it can be regarded as the first punch of asking Chen Ping'an, it is not a bad thing, it is a good thing." ”

After Liao Qingwei heard this, he didn't have the slightest burden.

She glanced at the "very strange" junior brother, and had the impression that Cao Ci had never been so embarrassed.

Cao Ci said with a straight face: "Chen Ping'an is much worse than me. ”

After saying this, Cao Ci seemed to feel a little funny, so he laughed.

Liao Qingwei looked at this junior brother, and didn't know which woman in the world could be worthy of the white clothes beside her.

When he arrived at the pavilion, Liu Sixteen pressed Chen Ping'an's shoulder, inspected the subtle signs of the little junior brother's body, the mountains and rivers of the world, nodded and smiled: "It's okay, cultivate for a few days, it's not a big problem." But don't do it with people in the near future, otherwise it will definitely leave sequelae, so you must be cautious. ”

Chen Ping'an and Senior Brother Jun Qian nodded, then turned to Li Baohua and smiled: "It's okay, don't worry." ”

It seems that some teeth chatter, and the speech is a little slurred.

Left and right, let Li Baohua and the three of them leave the pavilion first.

After the questioning was over, Chen Ping'an, in addition to his injuries, was too heavy in blood, sword and murderous aura.

Especially Zheng Youqian, after Uncle Xiao appeared in the pavilion, the little elf immediately turned pale.

Jun Qian took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Chen Ping'an, "Three pills a day, roughly follow three meals, and after a month, reduce one or two pills a day, you can see the recovery of your body, as appropriate." ”

Chen Ping'an's right hand drooped, and the whole person sat on the bench in a gloomy manner, and immediately opened the porcelain vase with his left hand, poured out one, and gently slapped it into his mouth.

Lao Xiucai sat aside, smiling brightly, and gave a thumbs up to this closed disciple.

Learn boxing, practice swords, study, chant poems and engrave chapters, do business, find a daughter-in-law, and spread out branches and leaves for the cultural context, all of which are strong hands.

Chen Ping'an grinned with his husband.

In fact, Chen Ping'an is an expert in healing and recuperating injuries.

So I went back to my accommodation that night, and I was familiar with the road and followed the steps.

In the second half of the night, Chen Ping'an opened his eyes, hesitated, and still did not speak.

The gentleman seemed to be alone in the middle of the night, walking by, only stopping for a moment, but not staying for long.

Chen Ping'an continued to hold his breath and concentrate, pinched the sword trick in his hand, and sat on the futon.

Early in the morning, Chen Ping'an walked out of the house and found that only the senior brother was sitting in the courtyard left and right, flipping through the books.

glanced at Chen Ping'an, and said left and right: "I'll let the treasure bottle and a few of them come over in no hurry, and I'll talk about it in the afternoon." ”

Continue to read left and right.

Chen Ping'an sat aside, wanting to speak and stopped.

He didn't raise his head left or right, "If you have something to say, just say it." ”

Chen Ping'an stubbornly said: "Senior brother knows what kind of person Jiang Longxiang is. But it is difficult for the senior brother to really be the enemy of Jiang Longxiang. ”

Left and right put down the book in his hand, turned around, and asked, "How do you say it?"

Chen Ping'an gave the answer in his heart, "Because the senior brother is a scholar, no matter how high his swordsmanship is, he will still be able to follow the rules and abide by etiquette." In addition, the senior brother doesn't know what Jiang Longxiang has done, bad things, good things, it's not clear, as for Jiang Longxiang's intentions to do good, he is selling his reputation in the government and the opposition, and what things are unintentionally doing good, the senior brother will only know more. Since he doesn't know, the senior brother will actually be restrained in the face of these people and things. ”

The left and right faces were expressionless, but they didn't stop this little junior brother from teaching themselves this senior brother.

"I know. ”

Chen Ping'an said to himself: "I am like Mr. Jiang Longxiang's bookkeeper, who will help him keep accounts and not collect money." Jiang Longxiang gave me money inappropriately, and it didn't work for me. So dealing with people like Jiang Longxiang, I'm much better than my senior brother. I know how to make them really suffer, even if they only suffer once on my side, they can be scared for the rest of their lives.

Thinking that the wicked have their own wicked people to grind, no, if the wicked only have the wicked to grind, it is not right, use evil things to grind the wicked, to repay grievances directly, to repay virtue with virtue. ”

Saying this, Chen Ping'an was mentally prepared for his senior brother to be annoyed.

After all, it's a bit irreverent.

It's just that I don't vomit or feel unhappy, I want to say it for a long time.

Left and right said: "Go on." ”

In the distance, Lao Xiucai and Jun Qian were hiding and watching the mountains and rivers, and the two of them held their breath and stared...... Look at the excitement.

Here, Chen Ping'an trembled and said: "Senior brother, what I said in my heart is finished, whether it is reasonable or not, senior brother has the final say." ”

looked at Chen Ping'an left and right, and suddenly laughed.

Chen Ping'an had never seen that kind of look on his senior brother's side.

In my impression, Senior Brother Zuo only has such an expression on the side of a few juniors.

Left and right smiled and nodded: "The book is not in vain, you can reason with the senior brother." ”

Chen Ping'an was still a little habitually uneasy, "Senior brother, is he telling the truth, or is he secretly keeping accounts in his heart?"

The bookkeeper who knows his own context has been this senior brother for a long time.

Shaking his head left and right, he said, "You, who are junior brothers, can't always feel that everything is inferior to senior brothers." If you're on my side, you'll just be submissive, what's the point of accepting you as a closed disciple, sir?"

In the distance, Lao Xiucai looked at the scroll of Jun Qian's palm, and couldn't help but say: "You talk a lot, and the shelf is big." ”

Liu Sixteen nodded on the side and agreed: "Senior Brother Zuo has to change, I can't stand it anymore if I always bully my junior brother like this." ”

Lao Xiucai sighed, "On the left and right, why don't you say that?"

Liu Sixteen replied: "Since Mr. is here, it is not the turn of the students to speak up." ”

Lao Xiucai nodded, very satisfied.

This stupid big guy is actually the one who suffers the least loss, and he has always watched all the excitement, but he is not scolded or beaten.

Lao Xiucai stood up and waved his big hand, "Let's go, support your little junior brother." ”

Liu Sixteen followed.

The two senior brothers, Chen Ping'an hesitated for a moment, "The reason why I say this is because I hope that if the senior brother hears something in the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the future, he won't be angry." ”

Left and right said: "For example, Aquarius, Tongye Continent?"

Chen Ping'an nodded, "There may be a lot of things, and I will not pay so much attention to the identity of a scholar." ”

Left and right said: "You can beat Song Changjing of Da Li, and Wei Ying of the Jade Gui Sect?"

Chen Ping'an was confused, shook his head and said, "It's definitely not right now." ”

Left and right were too lazy to talk anymore and continued to read.

Chen Ping'an thought for a long time before he understood the meaning of his senior brother's words.

In the Great Wall of Sword Qi or the Wild World, if he, a senior brother, hears something, under normal circumstances, he will not ignore it, and will only turn a deaf ear.

Therefore, what is concerned about left and right is not the rumors and statements imagined by Chen Ping'an, but the little junior brother who has a dispute with in the vast world, and he can't beat it. Then he, who is a senior brother, will go and ask for the sword.

On the way to the old show, he just missed the last few sentences, so splitting his head and covering his face is a training, what kind of ability is it to bully his junior brother, when he is a gentleman, he didn't speak, and it is your turn?

Left and right didn't dare to talk back to Mr. for half a sentence, so they smiled at Chen Ping'an.

This account is on your head.

Chen Ping'an immediately understood. It's the gentleman who has added to it.

On this day, at noon, touched by the light of Uncle Li Huai, the Nen Dao people never dreamed that one day, they would be able to swagger into the merit forest of the Zhongtu Confucian Temple.

The first thing that the Nen Dao people did when they entered the Gongdelin was not to find Li Huai, but to directly find the Wensheng lineage with the highest seniority...... Old Xiucai.

Otherwise, go to find Liu Sixteen, who is the oldest and has extremely hard fists?

Or is it the one who chased Xiao Chu and chased him all the way to the outside of the sky?

As for Chen Ping'an, the relationship is average and unfamiliar.

After talking with Lao Xiucai, the Nen Dao people took advantage of the excitement and returned satisfied, and sighed with Li Huai in private, "Mr. Wensheng's knowledge is still very high. ”

Li Huai said strangely: "Old and young, I haven't talked a few words, how can you see it?"

Nen Daoren said: "I can understand all the truths that Wen Sheng said. ”

In the end, the old gentleman asked a question about the wild Taoting, the same truth, when the sage stands in front of you, you feel that it makes sense, and when the ordinary master tells you, you feel that it is unreasonable, right?

The Nen Dao people gave the answer in their hearts at that time, of course it was wrong, but put it aside and ask yourself, or will you only listen to the truth of the sacred.

Nen Daoren felt that as soon as he said this, he was on Wensheng's side, and he was planted, but he still didn't regret it, rather than lying to Lao Xiucai, it was better to have something to say.

Besides, is it easy to deceive readers? Of course it's not easy to deceive. Since you can't deceive the other party, you can't deceive yourself anymore.

However, Lao Xiucai was not angry at all, but said, not so good, but still a small good, then there will always be a chance to be a gentleman in the future.

The Nen Dao people didn't dare to stay in the merit forest for a long time, so they immediately found an excuse to leave.

I had a good time talking with Lao Xiucai, but it was equivalent to learning from Wensheng, and I was already very content.

Gu Qingsong and Liu Daool, these two Taoist friends, obviously don't have the ability to do this.

In the afternoon, when Li Baohua came to see him, Chen Ping'an said Let's go to the highest place in Gongdelin to chat?

Li Baohua's eyes lit up.

The highest place of Gongdelin is not a pavilion for playing chess, not a study building, but an ancient cypress.

The road that Li Bao Vase brings.

Zheng Youqian felt that this senior sister's knowledge was very complicated, and he knew it.

So Chen Ping'an, Li Baohua, Li Huai, and Zheng Youqian all sat on the branches of the ancient cypress, just chatting.

As the little uncle, Chen Ping'an, when he thinks of something, he talks about it casually.

He said I didn't want to be the person I am now.

I can't think about it first, and I don't particularly want to do this, if I can, I'm willing to take a lot of precious things and exchange them for one or two of the most precious ones. But when I see you, I feel that it is worth it, there is nothing to complain about, it is already good.

Spreading out his palms, Chen Ping'an joked, saying that there was sunshine, moonlight, autumn wind, and spring breeze in his hands.

He also said that the story of human love and the world was practiced, and the hesitation in my heart was broken.

......

At dusk that day, except for Lao Xiucai, the students and the disciples of Zaichuan all packed their luggage and packages, prepared to leave the Temple of Literature, and traveled far away.

Left and right asked, "Sir, what can a student do?"

"Ask what this does, no. ”

Lao Xiucai smiled: "But you can ask yourself, what can you do as a senior brother." ”

There was a moment of silence left and right, "Little junior brother can always take care of himself, I am very relieved." ”

Chen Ping'an was a little flattered, held back for a long time, and could only say: "Senior brother has won the award." ”

Left and right: "Take it." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "Okay. ”

Where there is gathering, there is dispersion.

Life seems to be full of ferries, folding willows, and parting places.

Left and right will return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Liu Sixteen said that he would take Zheng Youqian to the Western Buddhist country first, and had already helped this great disciple find a place to practice, and then go to the green world alone to find his friend Bai Ye.

Mao Xiaodong will stay in the Liji School Palace to preach and teach Confucian scholars to solve their doubts.

Chen Ping'an needs to return to the night ship immediately.

Li Baohua and Li Huai will return to the Mountain Cliff Academy in the capital of the Great Sui Dynasty together.

Every descendant disciple and re-transmission has its own best, and in the eyes of the old man, it is the best.

So Lao Xiucai's last parting words just smiled and said, "It's all good, it's safe." ”

Wait until everyone is gone.

Lao Xiucai sat alone in the gazebo, only this time, the old man did not have too much sadness about parting, but looked forward to the next reunion.

I just remembered a little poem that the disciples of the closed door were sitting on the high branches, drinking wine, and casually reciting nonsense with the small treasure bottle.

Extremely beautiful.

"An orchid in the mountains.

It has never seen the world, and the world has never seen it.

Won't it bloom?"