Sword comes

Chen Pingan, who had some insights from watching the waterfall, finally did not pull out the locust tree sword, and chopped out the sword that Mr. Qi used to confront the big demon in the pink robe in the ancient temple.

Chen Pingan said to himself: "What's the matter, why do you feel that if you have a sword, it must be wrong? Could it be said that practicing boxing and practicing swords are two completely different things, one can make up for one's weakness with diligence, and the other is only about talent and aptitude"

Chen Pingan didn't know at the moment, it wasn't because he was poor in comprehension, and it wasn't because he didn't have the talent to practice swords, but the sword he saw, whether it was the person holding the sword, or their swordsmanship supernatural power, was very important to Chen Pingan of the three realms of martial arts. It is too high and too far.

But the problem is that Chen Ping's eyesight is very good, and he can see clearly many places that ordinary warriors cannot see, which brings an invisible burden to Chen Pingan. Whenever he wants to hand out a sword, he is used to Chen Pingan, who pursues perfection, will feel that the sword in the sheath weighs a thousand pounds.

What Chen Pingan has seen and heard along the way, whether it is the Wei and Jin Dynasties in the Fengxue Temple of the land sword fairy, before the sword arrives, a sword splits the sky of the wedding dress female ghost, or the long sword of Xu Ruo, a hero of the Mohist family. Unsheathed a little, with the help of a mountain range visualized to resist the sword drawn by the Wei and Jin Dynasties, or Qi Jingchun's casual sword at the end, easily and freely, cut through the Hunyuan golden light array inherited from the Taoism of Baidi City.

This is very different from Ning Yao's ancestral house in Niping Lane, where she walked the basics of the mountain-shaking boxing score a few times, and Chen Pingan could barely keep up with Ning Yao's movements, and even figured out some of the true meaning of boxing.Because the old man surnamed Cui has already made a conclusion after reading the boxing manual. The boxing frame of Shaking Mountain Boxing is actually very crude and not worth mentioning, so anyone can imitate it, just like Zhao Shuxia from Yanzhi County, who peeked at Chen Ping After walking the pile, you can also temper your body and strengthen your body.

But the most valuable part of Shaking Mountain Fist is the breath of "my generation of martial arts masters". Therefore, Shaking Mountain Fist is easy to get started, but it is difficult to practice it to a high level.

How hard is it

Let’s just say that the purpose of the Shaking Mountain Fist is “Those who practice my fist will face the enemy Dao ancestor, and they will be defeated but never retreated.” Cui Chan’s grandfather, a top martial artist who has returned to the top of the ten realms, met Lu Chen, but did he ever punch? No matter what worries and reasons the old man has, if he only looks at the result, the old man still didn't hand out that punch. From this, it can be seen that the essence of the boxing method that Shaking Mountains respects is difficult for the younger generations to fully master it. Days are not exaggerating.

The waterfall hits the pool, and the water splashes in all directions, like millions of pearls shattering together, and the mist rises.

"Ah Liang, practicing sword is so difficult."

Chen Pingan was in a daze, scratched his head, took a sip of mulled wine, feeling a little helpless.He stood on the railing of the waterside pavilion, looked around, and finally his eyes were still concentrated on the waterfall. Although he had no intention of drawing a sword, he remembered the barefoot old man who helped him to overcome the three realms of physical fitness. He said frankly that this fist was first shown in the world, and it made the rain between heaven and earth fall back to the sky.

Chen Pingan was looking at the huge waterfall flying down at this moment, and wondered if the old man in the bamboo building could punch the waterfall up and make the water recede

Once he switched from the unfamiliar drawing of the sword to the all-too-familiar punching, Chen Pingan immediately gained confidence. This confidence came from hundreds of thousands of times, and from facing the enemy again and again without retreating.

Looking at the magnificent waterfall, Chen Pingan had a whim, if he punched with all his strength, could he punch through the water curtain of the waterfall in one go? Could he be lucky enough to hit the tough stone wall behind the waterfall with his fist? I don't know if Xu Yuanxia, ​​who have already entered the realm of Qi refining, can smash a hole in the stone wall with one punch

Chen Pingan was a little moved.

It's just that Chen Ping'an quickly jumped off the railing, sat on the bench in the waterside pavilion, and drank wine, like a tourist in a mountain resort who admires the scenery.

Chen Ping looked towards the side of the road. After a while, a group of brightly dressed people came slowly. Some laughed loudly and were bold and bold, some were gentle and elegant, and some were graceful and smiling.The first three people, in the middle is a handsome young man with a face like a crown of jade, with a jade pendant hanging on one side of his waist, and an unusual short sword hanging on the other side, his appearance is imposing.On his left is a man with a sword, walking like a dragon and walking like a tiger, looking forward to being a hero.On the right is a young scholar wearing a square scarf and holding a folding fan.

Behind the three, there are several women and girls, all of whom are extremely beautiful.

Behind them, there is a group of retinues, most of whom are young and strong men with clear eyes and domineering momentum. One of them is carrying a hard bow with ox horns on his back, which is the most eye-catching.

An indescribable atmosphere of the rivers and lakes rushed towards the water pavilion.

The waterfall viewing road of Jianshui Villa is a dead end road, and the end point is this waterside pavilion. The people on the other side are crowded on the small road, and there is almost no gap. Chen Pingan has to stay in the waterside pavilion temporarily, thinking about waiting for them to enter the waterside pavilion. , Look for another chance to leave.The three leaders and the women climbed up the steps one after another, while the subordinates each occupied one side and stood guard outside the water pavilion. Most of them just glanced at Chen Pingan, who was carrying a sword box inside the water pavilion, and didn't pay attention.

The temperament is more like the leader of a son of a wealthy family. After seeing Chen Ping'an, his gaze paused slightly, as if he was waiting for Chen Ping's initiative to speak, but when Chen Ping met his gaze, he seemed a little dull. The young master smiled slightly and nodded. Congratulations, but I am actually a little strange in my heart. Among the heroes from all walks of life who have entered the villa, there are still some people who don't recognize themselves

Only then did Chen Pingan nod in return.

When Chen Pingan was about to take advantage of the situation and walk out of the water pavilion, a young woman sitting next to Mr. Junyi looked at Chen Pingan and said softly: "Mr.

Chen Ping was taken aback for a while, because he couldn't understand the official language of the country of Shushui spoken by the woman.

The woman understood, and immediately repeated it in Bao Ping Zhou's elegant words.

Only then did Chen Pingan understand.

A woman about seventeen or eighteen years old was not as tall as a man, her face was as cold as ice, and a long knife with a beautiful scabbard and wrapped in gold thread hung from her waist, but the posture of holding the knife was very rare, and it belonged to the reverse hanging. One point is exactly the same as that middle-aged man.

She glanced at the locust wood sword box behind Chen Pingan, and then at the "red wine pot" on Chen Pingan's waist. She didn't see the root of the world and the level of the realm, so the woman lost interest.

The man with the saber said generously: "Little brother, just sit down. You should drink and enjoy the scenery. Don't be restrained. If you say that you come first, then you come first, we are disturbing the leisure and elegance of the little brother. Of course, if Later, if you dislike us for talking loudly, it’s not too late for the little brother to leave.”

Ordinary people had no choice but to sit where they were, but Chen Pingan clasped his fists and said goodbye: "I have been here for half a day, and I have seen the waterfall, so I have to go back the same way."

The man with the saber laughed heartily, and actually stood up and clasped his fists to send him off, "It's okay, it's okay, little brother can do what he wants."

The youngest girl stared wide-eyed, thinking that this strange boy had really bad eyesight and a big airs.Could it be that he really doesn't know that the host in the waterside pavilion is the young owner of Jianshui Villa, Song Fengshan? The guests don't recognize the host, but the big man in Shushui country who dares to carry a knife in the opposite direction, can't he recognize him? The current owner of Hengdao Villa is the number one master of sword skills in the Shushui country. He is well-known and has been in the rivers and lakes of more than ten countries. He is so famous that even the old sword master Song Yushao has personally praised this person's sword skills , is only a tiny bit away from reaching the state of superb martial arts.

The girl was secretly happy in her heart, thinking that this poor young man, could he be a fledgling fledgling in the rivers and lakes? Could it be a daring little thief who sneaked into Jianshui Villa, so she didn't dare to stay at all haha, if that's the case, That would be fun.

Chen Pingan walked out of the water pavilion and down the steps, when suddenly a cold voice came from behind, "Wait a moment."

Chen Ping turned around and saw the young woman holding the knife backwards. She walked to the top of the steps and looked down at herself, "Who did you learn from? It's the swordsmanship school of Caiyi Kingdom or Ancient Yu Kingdom."

Although the woman's words were a little domineering, Chen Pingan turned around, shook his head, and tried to say some polite words, "I come from a place farther north, and this time I came to Jianshui Villa with my friends. Said that Shaozhuang was mainly elected as the leader of the Shushui country's martial arts alliance, so I wanted to find an opportunity to say congratulations."

The handsome young master smiled slightly.

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sp;The young scholar shaking the folding fan teased softly: "The gods are unknown to the predecessors."

The man with the saber looked at the back of the woman, and said with an angry smile: "You little martial idiot, you are not allowed to be rude to the guests. What I told you before, you can't just find someone to compete in martial arts when you are out of your own village."

The woman holding the knife pressed the handle of the knife with her palm, and the top of the scabbard raised slightly, just pointing at Chen Pingan at the bottom of the steps. Turning a deaf ear to the man's words, she stared at Chen Pingan and asked, "Are you at the second or third level of martial arts?" I have been practicing swordsmanship for several years."

Chen Ping frowned, clasped his fists together, turned around and left, ignoring this young woman from a wealthy family in the country of Shushui.

Chen Ping is easy to talk, but it doesn't mean he has no principles for everyone. On the contrary, Chen Ping never provokes strangers, but he is not afraid.

Cai Jinjian, Fu Nanhua, the mountain-moving ape, the Qidunshan big snake with its head exploded, the official guards on the Xiuhua River ferry, and of course the young Cui Chan who was staying at the bottom of the ancient well of Huang Tingguo, who dared not stand his head, and the one who was killed in the ancient temple not long ago. The female ghost who choked her neck and beat her soul to death had already experienced it.

The woman with the sword sneered, and said softly, "This kind of waste, who dares to walk around the rivers and lakes with his sword on his back, even dared to enter Jianshui Villa, presumably the person who taught you how to practice swords only taught you to be timid and fearful."

The man with the knife was a little helpless, his daughter's bad temper brought out from her mother's womb was really harmful.

But the complaints are the complaints. The man has always been proud of his only daughter's martial arts talent, and he made no secret of his expectations. He directly threatened that his daughter would never marry outside, and that Hengdao Villa would only marry, because his daughter was destined to marry. Successor owner.The man with the sword was unwilling to bully others, so he stood up and persuaded his daughter not to provoke that foreign boy anymore. Martial arts practitioners should put martial virtue first, and martial arts level second.But the man also knows that these old sayings are not only because his daughter doesn't listen to them, but in fact, the younger generation of geniuses in the world today, who are not in the right ear, are full of impatience, and sneer behind the elders' backs.

The most edgy young master in the Shushui Kingdom in the past ten years is not the young master sitting next to him who has entered the four realms of martial arts at a young age, and has earned himself the reputation of the little sword fairy early on.Every time before Song Fengshan used his sword, whether he was challenged or asked someone to test his sword, he would burn incense, bathe and change his clothes, and put on a brand-new clothes that he had never worn before.

But such a decisive swordsman genius is very likely to be the youngest five-level master in the history of the Shushui Kingdom.

The 30-year-old Grandmaster of the Five Realms, if he defeats the Green Bamboo Sword Immortal at that time, Song Fengshan will be able to rightfully monopolize the title of "Sword Immortal". By then, his grandfather, the old sword master Song Yushao should still be alive. Death, the territory of more than ten countries, who else can compete with Jianshui Villa?

This is also the key to the willingness of the rivers and lakes of the Shushui Kingdom to bow their heads to a junior.

However, Song Yushao, the old owner of the villa, has rarely shown himself in the past few decades, and he may feel lost in this newcomer and new atmosphere.

According to legend, the relationship between the grandfather and grandson is not very good, especially the old sword master doesn't like the grandson's daughter-in-law who hides needles in the cotton.

Hearing the yin and yang words of the woman with the knife in the opposite direction, even Chen Pingan, who was a mud bodhisattva, suddenly stopped and turned to look at the waterside pavilion.

He doesn't know much about the so-called rules of the rivers and lakes, let alone the customs of Shushui Country, but Chen Pingan feels that there are some truths in the world, which are universally applicable, and some things are even more clear about right and wrong.

Fortunately, the man with the knife had already walked up to his daughter, and said with a straight face, "If you are so arrogant and arrogant, how dare you let you walk the rivers and lakes alone, and postpone it for a year."

The woman was furious, and her icy expression became more and more chilly, but the person in front of her was her father after all, and he was also the master who taught her martial arts and saber techniques with his own hands. Even if she was unwilling, she still snorted coldly, stopped hurting others, turned around and walked to the waterside bench, sat down, turned her head to look at the waterfall, upset.

The man apologized to Chen Pingan: "Little brother, I, Wang Yiran, apologize to you on behalf of my daughter."

Chen Pingan nodded, turned and walked forward.The perception of this young woman in my heart is extremely bad, because she reminds Chen Pingan of Zhu He and Zhu Lu's father and daughter. It is also the same scene. The fathers are obviously good people who are reasonable and generous. Overbearing ego

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Whenever Chen Ping thought of Zhu Lu who assassinated him, he thought of the mastermind behind the scenes, Li Baoping's second brother Li Baozhen. This was an unavoidable grievance, which made Chen Ping sigh.

Chen Ping left without saying a word. This detail immediately made the angry knife-wielding woman completely unbearable. She stood up abruptly and said sternly: "The owner of the majestic Hengdao Villa apologizes to you personally, you are such a fart!" Don’t put things that were born by mothers but not taught by fathers”

Chen Pingan turned around expressionlessly, and tightened the string that bound the sword box behind his back, "If you want to compete, then do so."

During the [-]-mile journey from the ancient temple to Jianshui Mountain Villa, Chen Pingan has been silent and in a bad mood. Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng also noticed the clue. The bearded man even restrained himself from drinking a lot, and talked dirty while drinking. I don't even talk about it anymore.So this time Chen Pingan said that he wanted to watch the waterfall scenery, but the two people who were both moved agreed that they didn't want to move anymore, just to let Chen Pingan relax alone.

The woman strode to the top of the steps and sneered, "Okay, I'll just wait for your words."

But what Chen Pingan said next made everyone inside and outside the water pavilion look at each other with admiration, and felt terrified, "Verbal life and death status, does it count?"

Wang Yiran, the sword master of the famous Shushui Kingdom, said in a deep voice: "Little brother, it's fine to compete. Regardless of the outcome, I won't interfere, but I hope that I don't want to fight to the death. Just stop it, how about it?"

Just as the woman with the knife was about to make a sound, Wang Yiran gave her a sharp look. A woman whose father had never seen such a stern face was so frightened that she fell silent, not daring to speak harshly to that damned boy from out of town.

Wang Yiran stared at Chen Ping'an, "If you are willing to fight this fight under a life-and-death contract, I will not agree, but if it's just for learning, even if the shot is a little harder, I am willing to let my daughter suffer from this, and I hope she is the best." If you can take this opportunity to know that the water in the rivers and lakes is deep and the water is shallow, don't look above the top and learn a little three-legged cat kung fu, thinking that you are invincible in the world."

At the end, the man turned his head and glanced at his daughter. In front of so many outsiders, these words were extremely strong.

Teach your son face to face and teach your wife behind your back.

This is probably the old rules of the old world.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath, "Then let's discuss."

Wang Yiran, who was standing beside his daughter, said in a low voice: "Shanhu, remember to be measured when you make a move, keep a line in your life, and don't make your own road narrower and narrower."

Obviously, Wang Yiran is still more optimistic about his daughter.It's just that as a parent, the truth still needs to be said.

The woman with the knife looked at the young man on the small road outside the waterside pavilion, and twitched the corners of her mouth, "Father, I know it well."

She held down the hilt of the knife, smiled slightly, tiptoed, and leaped high towards the ignorant young swordsman.

The moment the famous sword in the woman's hand was unsheathed.

There was a dull vibration on the path over there, and the figure in the corner of everyone's eyes suddenly disappeared, and the next moment, the boy with the negative box came face to face with the woman holding the knife, hit her forehead with a fist, and bounced back to the original place , put away the boxing frame, and stood still gracefully, while the woman was like a kite with a broken string. She was punched in the air and went directly over the top of the water pavilion, and finally fell into the pool under the waterfall.

Learn from both sides.

There was a lot of thunder and little rain.

There was no thunder at all on one side, but the attack was a torrential rain.

Chen Pingan turned and left, took off the Yangjian gourd, held it up high and took a sip of wine, leaving everyone in the waterside view behind.

It turns out that the clay bodhisattva is also angry.