Chen Ping'an walked to a cage with Twist Core.

A middle-aged man sat cross-legged, barely breathing, thin as firewood, skinny and bone-covered, but his fist intent was high, and the wisps of fist intent condensed into substance, like countless tiny dragons, entrenched in the human body mountain range.

A real travel.

In the battle before Chen Ping'an came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, this pure martial artist in the wild world killed six sword cultivators, including one Earth Immortal Sword Cultivator.

The man opened his eyes and asked, "Kill me?"

Chen Ping'an nodded.

The man glanced at the woman sewing man behind Chen Ping'an, and said indifferently: "Take your own head." ”

That ugly woman who is not a ghost or a ghost, he knows that he is invincible, and the woman's methods are ruthless, and he has suffered a lot of crimes.

Chen Ping'an said: "Ask for a fist, divide life and death." ”

The man sneered: "A pure martial artist of the Great Wall of Sword Qi wants to use me as a whetstone? I'm afraid that if you punch down, you will hold that girl's waist and cry out in pain." Haha, it's a pity that this girl looks really not pretty. ”

Chen Ping'an said: "Twist the core senior, close the prison door." Wait until you're dead, and then open it again. ”

The twist core closed the door, and a series of sword light fences appeared, and inside the cage, there were two martial artists.

The man stood up, "It's cool." ”

Chen Ping'an hugged his fists and said: "The world is vast, Chen Ping'an." ”

The man was slightly stunned, hugged his fists and said: "Jinxi City in the wild world, rainbow drink." ”

One travels far away, and the other is a bottleneck in the golden body realm, and they punch almost at the same time.

Inside the cage, the fists are surging.

In an instant, they handed each other more than a dozen punches, Chen Ping'an mostly dissipated the opponent's fist with his fists and feet, defended more and attacked less, and finally was swept in the waist by Hongyin's legs, his feet were still rooted in the ground, but he moved out sideways, Hongyin kicked the ground, bullied and approached, but Chen Ping'an turned sideways, lifted with one foot, bent his knees and kicked Hongyin's abdomen, and the force was replaced, and he directly pressed Hongyin to the ground with one leg.

Chen Ping'an did not pursue the situation, but retreated two steps, took one hand behind, and turned one hand into a fist and placed it in front of him.

The boxing sinks slightly.

The fist intent is slowly rising.

Hongyin, who was fine, slapped the ground with a palm, flipped up, and asked, "Is this the end?"

Chen Ping'an said: "I know your roots, but you don't know my details, so let you test it, from now on, I will give you a hundred punches, try my punches lightly and heavily, after that." ”

The rainbow drink twisted the wrist, and the joints of the whole body, including the spine and ribs, were like a fish turning its back, and the fist exploded, and the divine consciousness poured out.

Before he punched and changed his moves, he was indeed tempted, and at this time, Hong Yin smiled and said: "If you really have confidence in what you say, you have to be in the Nine Realms." ”

The man only heard that the pure martial artists in the world were limited by their innate physique, and they were all paper-paste.

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I haven't traveled far yet. However, on the battlefield, killing Hou Kuimen is not a small price, so that he has not completely recovered until now. But to tell you directly, I am against others, and I am not hurt when I am hurt, and I am never hindered. ”

Hongyin walked slowly, Chen Ping'an just stood in place, and even his gaze did not shift, allowing Hongyin to walk out of an arc route that was not long.

As an extremely strong travel realm, Hongyin has naturally heard of the Hou Kuimen who is dressed up and dressed very fancily, Hongyin has never seen each other, but has heard of it, likes to wear bright red armor, wearing a phoenix winged purple and gold crown, two extremely long feathers, and the whole body is a heavy treasure. Therefore, Hongyin is quite disappreciative of Hou Kuimen in his heart, as a pure martial artist, he should have no external objects, only two fists, such as the young man with bare feet and sleeves in front of him, refreshing and pure.

Hongyin asked: "Haoran is a martial artist in the world, is it possible that he is like you, and he has to explain it before he makes a move?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "It's just that before you die, you can punch more happily." ”

After a pause, Chen Ping'an was still honest with each other, "You haven't made a move for too long, your fists and feet are rusty, and you are too scared of the woman outside the cage in your heart, and your fist intent is far from the peak." What's the point of me punching you to death. ”

Rainbow drink is no longer silent.

Wufu asks boxing, the size of the reason, just look at whether the fist is heavy or not, and whether the boxing method is high.

After that, within a hundred punches, the rainbow drink punched quickly, and the momentum was like a whale swallowing the rainbow, worthy of the name.

A knee hit the opponent's chest, and the young man in the green shirt slid out more than ten steps, only putting on a fist without punching, and a spine shook like a dragon vein, and he unloaded all his strength.

Rainbow Drink punched the opponent's shoulder at the same time, taking advantage of the slight gap in the opponent's body, Rainbow Drink's own fist intent skyrocketed, and he hit it closely, so that the young man in green shirt almost hit the sword light fence.

But the other party's eyes, face, and even fist intent were almost dead silent, and they didn't move at all.

Hongyin's last leg swept the opponent's neck, causing the opponent's body to reverse a few times, and finally supported him on the ground with one palm, his head to the ground and his feet to the sky, and his body was still.

Close your eyes tightly, and with the rest of your left hand, you can pinch the sword in front of you.

In the last few punches of the hundred punches, the rainbow drink twisted his body, the long arm wrestled, and the young man flew out sideways, the latter fell in anger, pointed to the ground with two fingers, and flipped several times, all of which were like this, constantly changing the landing position, just dodging the several punches that the rainbow drink killed, and finally the young man stood still, just on the straight line between the rainbow drink and the twisted core.

The battle for a hundred fists has ended, and Hongyin doesn't want to distinguish life and death in an instant, but the intuition of martial arts, so that he doesn't dare to get close to the other party casually.

Hongyin stopped, surprised, and the twisted core was also very curious.

As a qi practitioner born in half of Jinjiazhou, he has walked in all directions for hundreds of years, and he is a sewing person who specializes in finding good "silk", and he is no stranger to the pure martial arts of the world, that is, the martial artists of the Nine Realms, and there has been a rush to meet on a narrow road.

When did a young man who was only in his thirties have the bearing of such a grandmaster? Moreover, most of the martial artists of the Far Traveling Realm and the great grandmasters of the Mountain Peak Realm that Twist Core has seen are domineering, even if Shenhua is restrained, his fist will is perfect, and he returns to the basics, but once he fights with his fists, it is also the heroic spirit of a landslide and a crack, and there is absolutely no such punching ...... Loose and calm.

After that, the two sides asked boxing, and the twist core found some clues, and Chen Ping'an's choice was even more strange, as if he had changed his mind.

Hongyin played very heartily, and Chen Ping'an still reached the point, but he dodged very little, mainly blocking.

After about half a stick of incense, Hong Yin suddenly retracted his fists and said suspiciously: "I have changed two mouthfuls of martial arts true qi, and you have always fought the enemy in one breath?"

Chen Ping'an wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and replied to the question: "I'll come to you again in two days." ”

Hongyin shook his head, took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay to look down on Hongyin in Jinxi City, martial arts skills are not as good as people, and you can't be admired by opponents, but can you Chen Ping'an look down on martial arts?!"

Chen Ping'an was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "The seniors are reasonable. ”

Chen Ping'an finally changed his pure true qi, the outer boxing seemed to be loose, in the shape of an ape, and the inner school was a big dragon, supported by the "peak" boxing of the autumn, and directly started with the drumming style of the gods.

Wufu Hongd, before he died, his expression was like that hooked fish, and he was suddenly relieved.

The old rule, twist the core to collect the corpse.

It's just that this time Chen Ping'an didn't watch from the sidelines, just sat outside the cage and took a sip of wine.

Many sewing methods have long been familiar with the heart, but the twisting core seems to be idle, and asked: "How did you practice this boxing?"

Chen Ping'an turned his back to the cage and said slowly: "The person who taught me boxing doesn't like to talk about boxing, there are only a few words, and there is one sentence that I dare not forget." 'My fist is in the sky, and there is no one in front of me'. ”

Twist Core nodded and said, "That martial artist, what a big spirit." ”

After that.

Chen Ping'an went to the next prison to imprison the demon clan, and he was a Jindan bottleneck sword cultivator.

A Jindan bottleneck sword cultivator comes from a sword sect named Zhengrong Sect.

There are only a handful of sects in the wild world that take sword cultivation as the foundation of their lives, and they are very different from the Haoran world, not just a sword immortal in the five realms, who can open a sect in the wild world, and the banner of the sect, even if it can stand up, it can't hold it. The big demons in the wild world are rampant and unscrupulous, among which they are the most disgusted with the sword cultivation sect, slap a slap and stomp a few feet, after all, the sword immortal and sword cultivation are the most expensive, so the big demon does not kill, only harms the landscape array, one comes and goes, who can withstand such a toss.

Therefore, every sword cultivation sect in the wild world, as long as it survives the hundred years at the beginning of the grass creation, is an extremely strong mountain force.

According to the secret file of the summer palace, Zheng Rongzong once had the sword immortal of the Great Wall of sword qi hidden in it, and later his identity was revealed, and he was besieged and killed, Zheng Rongzong used several kinds of poisonous secret methods to detain the soul of the sword immortal, and forcibly asked for the method of practicing the sword, and finally the sword fairy was also refined into a puppet with a little remnant of spiritual wisdom, but still only obeyed the orders of others, and appeared in the siege war, and was killed by the chief of the Yan family, Li Huimi, with a sword, and was liberated.

In this cage, after letting the twisted core open the door, Chen Ping'an signed up for his own number, only said the word "ask the sword", and sacrificed the caged bird.

I never thought that the Jindan bottleneck sword cultivator would kneel directly on the ground, and he was willing to make a heavy oath of allegiance to Chen Ping'an in exchange for his life.

Seeing that the young man was indifferent, this sword cultivator was even more decisive, and was willing to compromise the foundation of the Great Dao, strip off the natal flying sword, and give it to Chen Ping'an, just to continue in this cage and survive.

This Zhengrong Patriarch passed on the sword cultivation, fought on the battlefield, and the sword was extremely unpredictable, a natal flying sword "Heavenly Sound" , both two kinds of natal powers, the flying sword passes, do not see the flying sword, only the extremely subtle sound of mosquitoes and flies, the sound of mosquitoes and flies flapping their wings, if it rings in the ears of people, it is still not small, and it trembles violently in the acupoints of people's qifu, which is naturally a huge killing power like thunder, and the sound of thunder of the flying sword naturally contains the true meaning of the five thunders, and the most unguardable place is that the enemy perceives the flying sword and needs to listen to the sound to identify the position, but once the sound is heard, the flying sword will more quickly sweep into the sword cultivation body.

As soon as the sword qi moved, within the small world of the human body, the wind, thunder, clouds and rain were all done.

It was precisely because the flying sword of this demon clan sword cultivator was so contrary to common sense that it was specifically targeted by the two sword immortals of the Great Wall of Sword Qi and was detained in prison.

After Chen Ping'an got the "Heavenly Sound", he put away the flying sword and the caged bird. Regarding the secret method of practicing the sword of Zhengrong Sect, there are some records in the Summer Palace, but Chen Ping'an asked again, and there were many omissions and gaps.

Chen Ping'an and Twist Core glanced at each other, and she immediately understood and walked into prison.

At the same time, a small and delicate Yin God travels far away, holding ten "embroidery needles" with different brilliance.

Knowing that he was going to die, he hated Jian Xiu and cursed Chen Ping'an.

Twisting the core is more satisfied, before asking the fist with the rainbow drink, the martial artist Hongyin died too much as he wanted, and he complained too little about the young hidden official, which is not a good thing.

The method of sewing clothes with twisted cores not only involves three souls and seven spirits, but also can collect grievances.

Chen Ping'an stood at the gate, took another sip of wine, and took a small sip, very frugal. You can't wait until you really suffer a lot, and you can't drink alcohol.

Twisting the core fiddling with the sword cultivation golden pill, he said casually: "In his position, he can't always do everything well." ”

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "These things have been thought of for a long time, killing demons in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, where do you need a reason." Whether it is a hidden official or not, it is all the same. It's uncomfortable, it's just that his realm is too low, and now he is facing any throne demon, it's a death. Not to mention them, it is extremely difficult to confront a Yuan Infant Realm sword cultivator. For the last sword immortal, it is even more certain to die. It's too difficult to become a sword immortal. ”

Twist Core smiled: "At a young age, it is the Five Realms Sword Cultivation, I don't think it's too difficult." ”

Chen Ping'an was dumbfounded.

It's rare for a sewing man to tell a joke, it's really cold.

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Before, the old deaf child asked for three coins of essence blood with the loach spirit, and the young hidden official started trading, not a person.

The old deaf child also asked for a few catties of flesh and blood with the younger generation of the Luoluo River, anyway, he received a so-called master boy around him, and it seems that he is also a person who can cook and cook, with that pot of good wine, and then a pot of so-called loach stewed tofu by the young hidden official, it is really a fairy day.

As for the title of the owner of the honest young man, will the old deaf child take it seriously?

The boss sword immortal did this, but he just gave Yu Yu a chance, at most it was just a talisman, as long as the young man didn't have the ability to catch the opportunity, once the hundred-year period passed, life and death were extremely clear. Replaced by the clever Du Shanyin, the old deaf child can now think about how to deal with Du Shanyin a hundred years later, so this is called a fool with stupid blessings, and the depressed child is too stupid, and the old deaf child is embarrassed to do it, because it is not very interesting.

And the gloom is not true to the identity of the master and servant, which is the real way of life of the young man.

Therefore, it is still a good thing to read more, as the young hidden official himself said, don't treat a flying ascension realm as a big demon.

Yu Yu was grabbed by the old deaf child's shoulder, left the dungeon that made him almost suffocated, and walked around several demon corpses and broken golden bodies of gods, as far as the eye could see, it was a feng shui treasure land that brought peace of mind to the young man, the stream was murmuring, in front of the thatched hut by the stream, a huge grape trellis was built, the verdant shade was verdant, the acres were covered, the rows were green, and the clothes were all to be made blue.

Every time you breathe, you feel relaxed, it is a mysterious feeling that the aura and sword qi seem to have been refined, which can make people skip the qi refining link directly, the more so, the more the restrained young man will not dare to take a big breath. After all, it was a guest who came to visit, and the boy didn't dare to make a mistake.

The old deaf man smiled: "Just spit out the guide, you don't miss these few breaths of aura at all." Small fish swim in the river water, and they can drink until the river water dries up. ”

The old deaf man stopped, "The master hasn't come back yet, let's wait a while." ”

Yu Yu nodded vigorously, very nervous.

Because the seniors around him told him the identity of the sword immortal, the criminal officer.

An ancient official position that has disappeared for many years in the history of the Great Wall of Sword Qi is at the same level as the hidden official.

The deaf old-timers didn't elaborate, only talked about the criminal officer Sword Immortal, who felt guilty and felt faceless.

In the other direction, the two walked slowly along the riverside. It was the faceless sword immortal, and the young Du Shanyin.

Du Shanyin was tied around his waist with a few small bags made of silver silk threads, revealing a golden light, as bright as the morning glow.

The old deaf man smiled: "No wonder. ”

In this world, the corpses of the big demon and the gods are all in the invisible river of time, and the bones are constantly decaying, eroding, and peeling off, but the golden bodies of those gods occasionally have some accidents, such as piles of golden sand, and even rarer, pieces of golden body fragments. The young hidden official had traveled before, but he had poor luck and had not seen anywhere, but it was the young Du Shanyin, who traveled with the sword immortal and returned with a full load.

That sword immortal would never take the initiative to destroy the idea of destroying the corpses of the gods, just waiting for the money to fall from the sky every day, and then bending down to pick up the money.

Presumably, this trip with Du Shanyin is also to see how the young man's luck is.

There was a woman pounding clothes on the bluestone chopping board by the stream, hitting the clothes with a pestle, Du Shanyin shouted, she suddenly raised her head, her posture was radiant, and she was beautiful.

Du Shanyin suddenly lost his mind, there was a small mantle with a raccoon yarn, holding a bamboo basket, standing beside the woman pounding clothes, with bright eyes and a smile, seeing the young man's idiotic appearance, the more irrepressible the laughter became.

The Sword Immortal Judge and the old deaf man nodded.

The old deaf man walked towards the grape trellis with gloom.

Under the grape trellises, of varying heights, there are exquisite porcelain cups hovering, as if waiting for the grapes to fall into the cups.

The colorful December flower god wine cup is painted with twelve graceful women and written twelve poems for the occasion.

The old deaf man said with a smile: "In that vast world, in addition to the female flower gods, there are actually twelve male flower gods, all of whom are heroes and darlings of the blessed land of flowers." Most of them are immortals and writers, and because of fate, they have a feeling and write a stunning poem that will go down in history for a certain flower. Ah Liang leaked the heavenly opportunity, saying that the birth of these ancient masterpieces is not all a miracle, but it is indispensable to the promotion of the flower god girls, and the beautiful night tour under the moon before the flowers is enviable. ”

The young man was depressed, and he only felt that he was listening to heavenly books.

On the side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the old deaf man occasionally went to the city, but he also pretended to be deaf and dumb, and did not say a word.

In fact, just looking at the Partridge Heaven inscription, as well as the conversation between the old deaf man and Chen Ping'an, you know that this Flying Ascension Realm demon is not shallow in knowledge.

A short, white-haired boy with a skull as white as jade on his back, walked like a fly, running on the other side of the stream.

Bony feet, dragged to the ground, crackling.

It is clearly a pair of immortal relics with golden branches and jade leaves, and I don't know where it was dug up.

The criminal officer, whose body was covered by the clouds, turned his head to look at the outer demon.

The white-haired boy immediately stopped, looked at each other across the stream, and said with a smile: "It's just for the two noble sons of heaven to send a meeting gift and congratulations." Send one today, and make up one tomorrow. ”

The old deaf man laughed.

The sword immortal didn't speak.

The white-haired boy said solemnly: "I swear as the grandson of the hidden official and the grandfather of the old deaf child! ”

He said aggrievedly: "Just a few glances, really just a few glances, it's been too long and too long to see the scene of the Wild World and the Great Wall of Sword Qi." ”

This head turned into an outer heavenly demon, turned his head to look at the two teenagers, "My surname is Wu, my mouth is Wu, and I speak a big word." Famous chatter, chatter, trivial words, difficult to say. My senior doesn't have a fight, just call me by my full name. ”

The old deaf child and the criminal officer will not underestimate this alien demon.

Extremely annoying neighbor indeed.

The white-haired boy was still entangled, and the sword flashed.

The white-haired boy lost the white bone and ran, and every time he condensed into a human form, he was shattered by the sword light that followed him, and after dozens of times, he was more than ten miles away from the thatched hut, and the sword light no longer followed.

The white-haired boy hovered in the wind, mourning.

Because an inch of sword light hung not far away.

This is the flying sword technique of the criminal officer, as long as the sword immortal is willing, the sword light can hunt down and kill the outer heavenly demon on its own for several years.

The white-haired boy raised his hands, "Little girl, go home, I don't bother you, I'll go to Lord Yinguan." ”

He said he would go.

In a flash, he came to the steps of the prison.

The sword light did not follow.

The "child" with the green snake and the short sword walked slowly, and it was a great pity that he could not enter the state of mind of the two teenagers.

The shallower the person's memory, the more blurred the picture, and the person with deep memory is the painting, just like the real object of the real world, and even the slightest detail. The higher the realm of the monk, the greater the magical power of the outer demons, and even the paintings that others cherish in their hearts, which can make people forget some of them, or suddenly remember some.

The reason why the city lord of White Emperor City is a person in the Demon Dao and is greatly feared by the mountaintop monks in the vast world is that he is proficient in this Dao.

However, there are many "unreasonable" methods of the city lord, and this outer heavenly demon is also fascinated, and he really wants to go to the Middle-earth Divine Continent to visit the city lord and learn the Dao method.

It's just that it's a cage here, and you can't get out of trouble.

Have some fun.

Anyway, Chen Qingdu had already promised himself, as long as he didn't directly attack the young man, pretending to borrow something else, plus the previous temptation, it would only be three things, and there would be two more chances.

The white-haired boy chose two, the fox charm with mediocre charm, and a demon monk of the Lower Five Realms who was sure to die.

Lord Yinguan, after all, is a man, and looking at his outfit, he is still a scholar.

There are all kinds of great desires in life, and lust is the most lingering, and men and women are general. Everyone has all kinds of attachments, and morality is the most shackle, and the gods and vulgar people are no different.

The fox is from a fox cave in the wild world, but unfortunately there are only seven tails and the road is shallow.

The white-haired boy came to the cage where the fox was imprisoned, and before the other party noticed the abnormality, he had already gone to her heart lake and wantonly "flipped the book" to browse the picture scroll.

After a while, he swaggered out of the fox ghost's physique, but he just used a trick to shake his head, miserable, it was too clumsy. No wonder the young man was unmoved.

The fox charm is still unaware.

The white-haired boy said to himself: "The next time you see that Chen Ping'an, you will return to your original appearance, with a plain face and a neat dress." ”

"I'll help you make up a sad and sincere story. For example, you came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to meet a certain lover. ”

"Then I will give you an extra supernatural power, use the method of glamorous corpses, practice color alchemy, and then help you secretly create a merry tent, so that you have a slight chance of winning. If you want to blame it, blame that kid for being too fixed and too weird. ”

No matter what the material of the natal object of the corpse is, what the style of the final refining is, whether it is a red gauze tent, a stepping bed, or an embroidered handkerchief, it is all called the Merry Tent, and it also has the nickname of Gentle Township.

This Outer Heavenly Demon casually occupied the heart of a seven-tailed fox charm, began to paint, and suddenly laughed.

Cultivators, my life is up to me?

Isn't it too high to think of yourself?

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After fighting with a Yuanying monk who was not a sword cultivator, Chen Ping'an, covered in blood, lay on the ground, panting for breath.

Twist Core threw him a porcelain vase, and then she got busy on the side, and said: "If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, it's right to start with Jindan first." ”

Chen Ping'an said: "I have to find a place to live here, the kind that can meditate and cultivate." ”

Twist Core said: "Then you have to find the outer demon, he is good at turning fiction into reality." ”

Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "Since you can't hide, you won't hide." ”

Twist Core continued to clean up the mess and said, "We will start work soon, and I will tell you about the doorway of the sewing man, so you should be mentally prepared, so as not to act in a hurry and suffer some unnecessary hardships." ”

Chen Ping'an immediately sat up.

Twist core said: "The matter at hand is to start with carving the eyeballs. But it doesn't sound very pleasant, so I'll tell you something lighter first. ”

Chen Ping'an smiled bitterly and could only nod.

Twisting the core said slowly: "According to the rules of the sewing man, the human body is divided into three veins: mountain, water and qi, the muscles and bones are the mountains, the blood is the water veins, and the aura is integrated into the soul for the qi veins. ”

Chen Ping'an said in a deep voice: "I implore the seniors of the twisted core to say it in detail, the more trivial and meticulous the better." ”

can testify to each other with what his predecessor Li Er said, which is of great benefit to martial arts.

The subtleties of the human body and the many passes are like a vast geographical map.

The twisted core will tell the details, words are very much, and then raise a hand, spread out the palm, the skin grows very fast, and soon it is no different from ordinary people, "For example, the five fingers are mountains, and the palm lines are water, winding and intertwined, this is the pattern of the mountains and mountains blending together." If you look at the palm prints, you can see that the heavens and the earth are in one palm, follow the veins, and the five internal organs are vividly visible, otherwise where does the supernatural power of the cultivator come from?"

Without waiting for Chen Ping'an to ask about the magic trick in charge of the mountains and rivers, this is a magic spell that he has been thinking about for a long time, the twist core changed the topic, she has already erected her palm, and her five fingers are open, "You can sew clothes for the true shape of the five mountains, you can also draw the five thunder righteous law cloud seals, you can also edict the yellow technique, refine the five elements, and you can also write the magic words, just the five fingers, just what I am good at, there are six kinds." Legend has it that the ancestor of our sewing people, with outstanding talent, no one after him, with the method of stacking arrays, will be several kinds of secret techniques cast into a furnace, turn over the hand for the cloud and cover the hand for the rain, the magic power does not lose the ancient wind and rain master. Once went to Longhu Mountain with the wind, with only one palm, cast the Five Thunder Righteous Method, and the sky could be dark. ”

Chen Ping'an said tentatively: "I once saw an allusion on a writer's notebook, saying that someone tattooed hundreds of poems from a great poet on his body. Is it hiding the beauty of the sewer?"

Twist was silent for a moment and said, "There is a brain disease. ”

Chen Ping'an had to nod and agree: "Indeed." That's what I thought at the time. ”

The twist continues to elaborate on the various secret methods of the sewer.

Chen Ping'an took out the sword raiser, but did not drink.

Twist asked casually, "Why do men like to drink so much?" Especially for cultivators, how wrong it is to drink alcohol. ”

"In the Great Wall of Sword Qi, it is not as vast as us, even if it breaks through the realm, it may not be able to live for a long time. There are a few earth immortal sword cultivators who will squat on the side of the road and drink and eat pickles. ”

There will be no more such pictures in heaven and earth in the future.

Chen Ping'an hesitated, remembered her in his heart, and smiled: "Women are wine, there is no need to drink it." ”

Chen Ping'an fell backwards, forgetting who said it, teenagers like girls, they drink glutinous rice wine, the taste of wine is not heavy, but the first time to drink, it can also be intoxicating. When they grow up, men like women, such as drinking soju, and if they are not careful, they will burn their liver and sausages. When he was older, the old man missed the woman, and it was winter, and he warmed a pot of rice wine.

Twist turned his head to look and quipped: "In the future, with women, don't talk about this kind of language." ”

Chen Ping'an smiled: "Then I'll change it later." ”

Except for Ning Yao, there is no ruthlessness to say.

Chen Ping'an closed his eyes, knowing that he was in a hurry about sewing clothes in prison, but he would want to leave earlier after all.

At this moment, the Outer Heavenly Demon was looking at a demon cultivator of the Lower Five Realms.

And the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the big battle is imminent.

The sun shines on the city.

The old Taoist gently patted the sea of clouds under the seat that looked like the largest futon in the world with one hand, and beckoned to the hanging sun with the other, "The merits of the poor road are not full, and the bag is also shy, and the poor road is really poor, so I have to give some light." ”

The vast sea of clouds first scattered, and then condensed into a golden god, which was waved by the old Taoist and fell on the battlefield.

Above the line, the behemoth demon clan with its true body collided with the golden-bodied god.

The monk in the robe, with a shake of his shoulders, shook off a lion insect that had been refined into Buddhist scripture texts.

Confucian sages, sitting in a precarious position, the sun is just right, suitable for drying books.

The title of the book has a natal character, which is clear at the beginning, and it also revolves around that natal character.

There are countless siege demon clans in the wild world.

On this day, Chen Ping'an sat cross-legged outside a cage.

After twisting his hands, he stared at Chen Ping'an's eyes.

Her yin god is carefully carving one of the young man's eyes with an embroidery needle.

It has lasted for a cup of tea, so there are fine blood beads condensed, and wisps of blood flowed out of the eye sockets.

Twisting the core observed the young man's mental condition, and said casually: "If you can't survive this level, I will sew clothes in the back and advise you to give up." Don't close your eyes, move your eyes the slightest, you will waste all your efforts, and weigh the consequences yourself. ”

As long as you can get through it, the sewing person has his own mysterious means to heal his injuries.

After a while, the twist core was slightly surprised, and said: "Yes, it seems that two things can be done in parallel, the eyeballs are the thickest and shallow yellow, finishing two methods, slowly out of the needle, the seal is mainly engraved with cloud seals, and the inscription is the shallower, but then your back, it is not so easy, mainly to punch the knife method, to nine stacks of seals, Bird and insect seals and hanging dew seals, respectively engraved on the joints of your spine, these are the art of stripping, more important the art of dressing, it is too early, if you think you can't hold it today, or feel that you can wait, now speak, and I make it clear. ”

Chen Ping'an was silent.

The twisted core came behind Chen Ping'an, made a knife with both hands, cut and cracked along with the green shirt and skin, reached out and grabbed it, the movement was extremely slow, and the entire spine was pulled out a little.

The woman bent her fingers, tapped lightly, listened attentively, and said regretfully: "You misunderstood me, there are so many hidden dangers of small injuries, why don't you usually show them at all?"

The twist core casually put the spine back in place, and his tone seemed to complain, "Don't apply the medicine first, this pain will be used to it as soon as possible." Can't you bear it? ”

Chen Ping'an can't speak, and he has to maintain the withered state of mind like ashes, as well as the "backwater" with the soul, otherwise he can't wait to screw this girl's head off.

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In the prison, a few days ago, a building with a round sky appeared out of thin air, and there was no shelter except for four pillars.

It is small like the pavilions that can be seen everywhere on the road in the world, but it is not all like it.

Chen Ping'an walked barefoot slowly.

Being in it, the view is wide, although there is not much to see.

The white-haired boy of the serpent hung outside the building and asked, "What the hell is the matter with you?"

Chen Ping'an didn't stop and asked rhetorically, "What do you mean?"

The white-haired boy said angrily: "How can there be a cultivator's state ......of mind so sparse, like a battlefield?

Chen Ping'an slowly punched out and said with a smile: "Ming has the king's law, and there are ghosts and gods in the dark, and the light is turbid, and the conscience is still in the heart." Heaven and earth, the sun and the moon are bright, what is the wonder?"

Standing on the far steps, Twist reminded him, "Start work." ”