The moon is still hidden, and the sun rises as usual.

It's a new day.

Ning Yao rarely slept so soundly, wiped his mouth after waking up, stood up, stretched his waist, and simply went directly to the city with the sword, and went to the north of the city.

Although Chen Ping'an has seen a lot of pictures of immortal masters traveling in the wind and the world, the earliest Ning Yao, and then the Fengxue Temple Wei and Jin, Liu Baqiao, and more during the Kun boat ride, Ning Yao Yujian still feels fresh no matter how he looks at it, and of course he will envy it.

Chen Ping'an returned to the thatched hut for breakfast, and then began to walk along the north of the city, from left to right, walking piles to practice boxing, he was already familiar with the road, and he could close his eyes all the way, Ning Yao said that he might not come to the city to see her today, so Chen Ping'an brought some food today, and planned to go farther.

Before, it was probably close to the cultivation place of the old sword immortal, sword cultivation was scarce, Chen Ping'an only saw the old man surnamed Qi, and the hidden official who killed the number of demon clans in the Five Realms was the largest in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and when Chen Ping'an had been practicing boxing on the right hand side this day, he saw more sword cultivation, both young and old, both men and women, both young and old, both young and old, who often practiced swordsmanship alone, or silently enlightened, and also routinely inspected the city. Groups of sword cultivators saw Chen Ping'an, who was carrying a sword box but boxing, without exception, no one greeted him, and everyone's eyes were indifferent.

Chen Ping'an had some feelings about the words of the old man surnamed Qi, Jian Xiu is here, he doesn't want to trouble others, and he doesn't want to make trouble.

At noon, Chen Ping'an sat at the head of the city eating the dried meat and snacks sent by Ning Yao, chewing and swallowing slowly, there was a group of teenagers and girls in the distance, more than 20 people, the sword was sharp and neat, the posture was vigorous, the sword moves were tricky and concise, the sword intent was biased towards killing, gloomy, there was a one-armed middle-aged sword cultivator with light steps, following the phalanx, pointing and pointing on the side, it should be a young disciple with the same surname, practicing here.

Chen Ping'an didn't dare to look at it more, lest he be regarded as a daredevil, stealing the ancestral sword skills of other families.

The one-armed sword cultivator glanced at Chen Ping'an, who was eating, thought about it, and made a gesture, the young sword cultivators cheered, quickly stopped practicing, and sat on the ground in twos and threes, and there was a group of men and women who were far behind the sword formation, immediately took off the package and took out lunch for these young girls and girls, looking respectful and natural.

Ning Yao said that on this side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the hierarchy is strict, and it pays great attention to family inheritance and real combat exploits.

For example, the Hidden Official, the "Hidden Official" is not a name, but a strange official position with a long history, but no one can say why, in short, the title of "Hidden Official", inherited from generation to generation, in the Great Wall of Sword Qi in charge of overseers, convictions, executions, etc., there have been many inactive family heads on the ancestors, just like the shadow on the north side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, often reduced to the echo worm of the big clans in the city, but this generation of Hidden Officials is very different.

It is recognized as the fourth in command of the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

The battle of the thirteenth, the first person to fight, is this grumpy "little girl", the other party's great demon with outstanding combat power, directly admitted defeat and withdrew, so angry that she was alone on the battlefield, smashing and hammering for a whole quarter of an hour, the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the demon clan looked at her like this to vent their anger, and both sides have long been accustomed to it.

After listening to Ning Yao roughly talk about the beginning and end of the Thirteen Battles, Chen Ping'an not only remembered the peak combat power of the two camps, but also remembered the Yin and Yang family Lu who "learned from one family and half of the country".

The order in which the two sides only came out at the last minute could be another silent but undercurrent battle.

This Lord Yinguan made a good start for the human race, but the sword qi Great Wall collapsed in the middle of the game, and it almost collapsed, but fortunately, Ah Liang came out of nowhere and closed a good end.

After Chen Ping'an finished lunch, he got up and continued to punch and walked forward, during which he saw the old man surnamed Qi again, but this time the old man was followed by a middle-aged man with a handsome face.

Chen Ping'an didn't come forward to talk, but just stopped walking on the pile, bowed his head slightly, and hugged his fists in greeting.

The old man smiled and nodded in greeting, but he did not greet the foreign boy.

After that, Chen Ping'an met two young sword cultivators who were sitting at the head of the city drinking, and a one-armed girl standing at the head of the city holding a sword without moving, and the sword was huge.

When Chen Ping'an saw it, he silently jumped off the city, bypassed them, and waited until it was far away, and then jumped on the city to continue walking the pile.

In the twilight, Chen Ping'an also saw several sword cultivators flying up from under the city in the south, crossing the horse road, and the sword headed north.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the sky, ate a sloppy dinner, and turned back.

It wasn't until late at night that he returned to the small thatched hut, but as soon as he pushed the door, by the bright moonlight, Chen Ping'an saw that the hidden official was stealing his food, when Chen Ping'an stood motionless at the door, the "little girl" with pigtails slowly turned her head, her cheeks bulged, and she didn't have the consciousness of being caught as a thief at all, but shouted to catch the thief as a thief, looking at Chen Ping'an, with a look of reproach and vigilance, as if asking who you are doing at my house.

This is not a burglar, it is simply a bandit who went down the mountain to fight the autumn wind.

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to silently exit the hut and close the door.

He was afraid that the two sides would disagree, so he would give this hidden official with brilliant military achievements and perverse temperament a sword to a pulp.

Chen Ping'an went to the north city behind the thatched hut and sat and drank.

Suddenly hearing a burst of applause behind him, Chen Ping'an turned his head and saw her put away her palm, and then pointed to the thatched hut, and she walked away.

Is it a reminder that I can go back and clean up the mess?

Chen Ping'an's head was big for a while, and for the sake of caution, he still sat in place, and waited until the little girl in the big robe walked away before going back to the hut to take a look, and there was not much food left to eat brought by Ning Yao.

Chen Ping'an sighed, cleaned up the messy house, returned to the city, and began to practice the "Swordsmanship Orthologue" presented by Zheng Dafeng.

It is still in the shape of a virtual long sword, and there is no real long sword in his hand, mainly to practice the avalanche style and the head of the god at the beginning.

Ning Yao didn't come to the city to visit Chen Ping'an today.

Chen Ping'an returned to the hut in the second half of the night to lie down and sleep peacefully.

The next morning, Chen Ping'an just got up and walked out of the hut not far away, he saw the hidden official, with a few teenagers and girls behind him, striding over, straight into the house, soon the pigtails angrily walked out of the hut, staring wide-eyed, trying to make a fierce appearance, she was probably asking why the hut has nothing to steal today.

The imposing teenagers and girls behind her were a little gloating.

Chen Ping'an's face was embarrassed, so he had to pretend to be stupid.

If it weren't for the title of Lord Yinguan, Chen Ping'an really wanted to pinch her cheeks.

The pigtails were really a little angry this time, and the Great Wall of Sword Qi under her feet shook violently, and she was wearing a loose black robe and swept into the air, fleetingly.

Ning Yao came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the afternoon, and after hearing Chen Ping'an tell her experience, she smiled and said Don't worry, that Lord Yinguan is such a temper, and there are countless sword cultivators who have suffered from her, but he is actually a very good donkey to deal with, he likes to listen to people say good things, send beautiful things, and accept them all. But after she ate and wiped the things and accepted them, she showed a smile on her face, and never thought about it, if she got into trouble with Lord Yinguan, there was also a way, those who were unlucky in the Great Wall of Sword Qi would decisively start pretending to be dead before she made a move, she would feel that killing this kind of waste would dirty her hands, and she would often be exposed, and she didn't hold a grudge, and it was also possible that she couldn't remember those people at all.

Ning Yao remembered an incident, and said that he had heard a friend mention that Lord Yinguan had a good relationship with the people in the small thatched hut, and he was a little unprecedentedly blue-eyed, and someone once saw the surname Cao put Lord Yinguan on his neck, and then he boxed all the way and walked in the city, and some passers-by were almost frightened at that time.

Chen Ping'an sighed that Cao Ci was really amazing.

Ning Yao said with a smile: "I didn't know it before, I recently inquired about Cao Ci a little more, and came to a conclusion that the pure martial arts who walked on the same path as Cao Ci are actually quite miserable, especially the so-called martial arts genius." ”

Ning Yao took Chen Ping'an's wine jug, took a sip of wine, and his face was ruddy, "Compared with Qi practitioners, if you don't mention a continent, but put it in a whole world for comparison, it is difficult to have the so-called first place in the same realm, because the natal flying sword, magic weapon immortal soldiers, these external objects, are actually not external objects, many life and death battles, it is precisely these things that make the final decision, so opportunities and fortunes will change many established facts." Wufu is different, he doesn't rely on these very much, and even dislikes these, so there will be a saying that there is no second fist, and the wins and losses are obvious. ”

Chen Ping'an nodded, he once saw Song Changjing, the king of the Dali Domain, for the first time in Mud Bottle Lane, and then the old man surnamed Cui who punched in the bamboo building, plus Zheng Dafeng, who climbed to the sky after breaking through the difficult realm, could clearly feel the completely different from the immortals on the mountain, the kind of grandmaster momentum of "I fight for the first, who fights with the front" is extremely significant.

Ning Yao handed the wine jug back to Chen Ping'an, "My conclusion is actually only half of it, you think Cao Ci is very powerful, but I think you are even more powerful." ”

Chen Ping'an grinned, can make the beloved girl think that she is powerful, isn't it amazing?

Ning Yao said seriously: "Because of the martial artists of the same era, there are definitely few people who can fight Cao Ci, and no one can really understand Cao Ci's 'invincible' arrogance." But not only do you fight him, but you also fight three games in one fight, and after losing them all, you can fight with him in a state of mind without losing, which is really rare. ”

Ning Yao coughed, sat up straight, and patted Chen Ping'an's shoulder, "This is rare, keep it up, and keep up the good work." ”

Chen Ping'an saw Ning Yao speaking so seriously, he originally treated it very seriously, but he suddenly found the narrowness in Ning Yao's eyes, and knew that she was imitating that Cao Ci and deliberately playing tricks on herself, Chen Ping'an smiled so hard that he couldn't even drink wine, "You don't look like him at all." ”

Ning Yao rolled his eyes and said, "Are you like learning from him?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I don't learn from him, and I don't have to learn from him." ”

Ning Yao sighed, not knowing whether to appreciate or joke.

Chen Ping'an smiled.

Ning Yao was so smart, he immediately knew that this guy was learning from his appearance at the Stork Inn, and directly punched Chen Ping'an in the shoulder, "Drink your wine!"

Chen Ping'an really took a sip of wine, and then said with a smile: "Wow, today's wine seems to be exceptionally delicious." ”

Ning Yao glanced at the sword gourd in Chen Ping'an's hand, suddenly blushed, gave Chen Ping'an another punch, and said angrily: "Men don't have a good thing!"

Chen Ping'an was carrying a wine gourd, confused.

Ning Yao got up and left, not forgetting to look back and wait for him.

Chen Ping'an blinked, his face full of innocence.

Scratching his head and continuing to drink, Chen Ping'an pondered and pondered, but he couldn't understand why he was not a good thing.

It's just that Chen Ping'an can feel that Ning Yao is actually not angry.

It's just a little ...... Shy.

Chen Ping'an felt that the taste that haunted his heart was not bad, it seemed to be more beautiful than drinking fine wine.

There was a handsome man who was flying in the air of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and it was the one next to the old man surnamed Qi, who accidentally bumped into this scene and smiled, "It turned out to be a stunned young man who didn't open his mind." ”

Chen Ping'an drank the wine, don't raise the sword gourd, get up and practice the sword furnace pile.

The moonlight is in the arms, the light is on the shoulders, and the night is peaceful.

After the sky was slightly bright, Chen Ping'an suddenly opened his eyes and found that he had stood motionless for half the night.

Chen Ping'an was a little afraid, if he fell off the city carelessly, the hidden official would be unscathed, but he would definitely be a puddle of meat at the root of the wall below.

Chen Ping'an made a few movements to stretch his muscles, jumped off the city, went back to the thatched hut and ate the breakfast prepared by Ning Yao last night, and then continued to walk the boring pile, going to the right along the head of the city.

Then along the way, Chen Ping'an met a young fat man with a cheap smile on his face but murderous, the old rules, jumped off the city to bypass, and then returned to the city, and saw a handsome and slightly feminine young man standing on the city, then a swarthy young man with a scar on his face, and finally the one-armed girl with a giant sword on her back, but today there are a few more young women around her, as if the broad city head is used as an outing place, a splendid silk satin, full of exquisite food and snacks.

When Chen Ping'an jumped back from the city again, they looked at him one by one.

When they passed by from afar, they were still pointing at Chen Ping'an.

Chen Ping'an's scalp was numb.

In fact, he knew very well that these guys before and after must be the friends Ning Yao described before, and they were all life and death companions who fought side by side.

This is the second time that Chen Ping'an has complained about the straw sandals on his feet.

The first time was in the capital of Dasui, I was afraid of embarrassing Li Huai and Li Huai, so I went to buy brand-new boots, just because I didn't go to the Cliff Academy in Dongshan, I left the capital with the young Cui Yun, and after wearing it for a while, I took it off and put on the straw shoes that I was most used to.

Chen Ping'an hopes that he will clean up better, even if it is not the fairy attire of Cao Ci and Cui Yun, who complement each other with clothes, it must be clean and tidy, just like Lin Shouyi, it is best to bring a little bookish air, even if it is temporary, don't put a hosta on the bun, the sword raiser on the waist does not need to be returned, and the sword box is not used......

Chen Ping'an continued to move forward, lamenting in his heart and regretting a little.

Just walking, Chen Ping'an smiled to himself, raised his feet, and looked down at the straw sandals on his feet, "Old man, it's not that I dislike you." Your hard work, I am very grateful, you see those pairs of companions who died on the way, I have collected them, not a pair of them have been thrown away, they are all in the belly of fifteen, well, the book says that this is called raising the sky, haha, if you want to make fun of your grandson, it is embarrassing for me......"

Chen Ping'an, who was talking to himself, didn't find that those guys who came to join in the fun to see where he was sacred, panicked, like dumplings, took the initiative to "fall" from the city, it turned out that Ning Yao came from the sky above the city, all the way to the sword, the fat boy, Dong Heitan and the handsome boy fled one after another, and those women held back their smiles, packed up their packages randomly, and left the city.

Chen Ping'an turned his head and saw Ning Yao's sword coming, suddenly hovering high in the air outside the city, and then slowly flew by, which was comparable to Chen Ping'an's pile-walking speed.

Ning Yao said helplessly: "You don't care about them." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled and nodded.

Ning Yao Yujian drew a wonderful arc in the air, and left a sentence, "I still have something to do, I'll look for you tomorrow." ”

This time the old sword fairy stood at the head of the north city for some reason, as if he was looking at the city without walls, Chen Ping'an ran quickly and shouted Grandpa Chen. The old man retracted his gaze, nodded, and then stretched out his hand to the north, "It's just such a small person, maybe it's not as big as the scale of a state city in Haoran Tianxia, and it has blocked the demon clan for so many years, I think it's strange to myself." ”

Chen Ping'an didn't know how to answer, so he didn't speak.

The old sword fairy turned his head and looked at Chen Ping'an with a smile, "Chen Ping'an, we get along quite well, right?"

Chen Ping'an nodded.

The old man smiled and asked, "But what if I say that I get along better with Cao Ci and expect more from him?"

Chen Ping'an still didn't know how to answer.

The old man was not in a hurry to answer, he was just looking at Chen Ping'an's eyes, and even more so at Chen Ping'an's state of mind.

The old man was a little embarrassed.

This time, the "Boss Sword Immortal" in Ah Liang's mouth even used swordsmanship to point directly to the hearts of people and the depths of their souls.

I see.

Originally, it was a very good embryo of cultivation, if it was smooth sailing and lucky, probably in the vast world on the side of the inverted hanging mountain, it was not difficult to cultivate an earth immortal, but it was a pity that it was broken early, like porcelain broken into pieces. Before the Changsheng Bridge was broken, it suffered an even greater catastrophe early.

Mood, heart mirror.

The fragments of the mirrors were large and small, and the old man saw the largest ones, and the pictures they carried were different mirrors.

Therefore, if Chen Ping'an's state of mind falls into the eyes of a Confucian sage who has cultivated to a high level, it may be more, and of course it will seem more grotesque at the same time.

So the old sword fairy found more clues.

To put it mildly, this is a process similar to Gu raising, not only the weak bow down to the strong, but it is completely gone.

The teenager should have been trying his best to piece together the broken porcelain pieces for so many years, and he didn't know it.

To put it nicely, it's a bit subtle, this is Tianxingjian, self-improvement, the stronger the stronger, and finally one or two fragments, more and more dazzling, like the sun and the moon hanging in the sky, the stars are dim.

The battle of the state of mind has little to do with the level of cultivation, so it is extremely dangerous, and the qi practitioner has a lot of talking heads and secret methods, what to ask himself, what to knock on the heart, what gentleman is self-conscious, what is to break the demon barrier in the heart.

Therefore, there will be a side door left path and an evil door crooked way, respectively, with many inferior and non-flowing visualization methods, taking shortcuts, in the eyes of the Zongzitou immortals, it is not the right path. In short, there is a lot of knowledge in it, and it is very mixed, just like the ups and downs of mountains, and each mountain peak will be high and low.

And Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are three independent major veins, which are the so-called founding religions and ancestors.

The soldier is a severed mountain range, and he only narrowly succeeded in it.

The Mohists, who used to be one of the four great scholars, are also a bit similar.

Just like a big river, no matter how long or wide it is, it can't enter the sea after all, and it is only one step away from becoming a big desecration.

Chen Ping'an never gave an answer.

The old sword immortal had already gotten the answer.

The old man smiled and said, "When you talked to Ning Yao about the truth before, I happened to accidentally listen to it, do you want to listen to my nagging opinions?"

Chen Ping'an nodded decisively.

The old man smiled: "I can tell you a trick, you can be reasonable, and you can live well, so that you will not suffocate yourself to death one day in the future." ”

Chen Ping'an's eyes lit up, "Senior, please speak!"

The old man chuckled softly, "Listen, that's how it is." You should tell yourself......"

The old man paused for a moment, then continued, "I'm so-and-so...... Well, for example, if I say 'I am Chen Qingdu', you have to say 'I Chen Ping'an'. ”

Speaking of this, the old man laughed to himself.

Chen Ping'an also laughed.

In the end, the old man put his hands behind his back, his body was stiff, his eyes were calm, and he looked at the quiet and peaceful city, "In this life, I am reasonable everywhere, and I am reasonable in everything, it is enough to be reasonable, and I have a clear conscience, but you are still like this bird, I'm sorry, I won't reason with you this time." ”

Chen Ping'an just listened to the old man quietly.

The old man squinted, "Of course the number of times can't be too much, once or twice in a hundred years, it's definitely no problem." Like this. ”

The old man slowly stretched out his hand to the north, but it was just a casual movement, but the huge night above the head of the Great Wall of Sword Qi was like a black cloth being torn apart, and it shone brightly in an instant, but in the end, there was only an extremely slender but extremely bright light, which fell from the sky and smashed into a certain place in the city, and then on the ground, there were countless golden rays of light bursting and shattering, such as the sword immortal of the Five Realms The golden body collapsed at this moment.

Chen Ping'an's mouth opened wide.

The old man laughed and said, "Take a sip of wine to suppress the shock." ”

Chen Ping'an stupidly took off the wine gourd and handed it to the old sword fairy.

Chen Qingdu, the old man who originally intended to make fun of the young man next to him, did not reach out to take the sword raiser, turned around, shook his head and walked forward slowly, jumped off the city gently, and said to himself: "The silly girl has found a silly boy, a perfect match." ”

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