Sword comes

The bright moon still fades, and the sun rises as usual.

Another new day.

It was rare for Ning Yao to sleep so soundly. After waking up, he wiped his mouth, stood up, stretched his waist, and simply went down to the top of the city with his sword, and walked towards the city to the north.

Although Chen Pingan has seen many pictures of immortal masters traveling in the wind, Ningyao at the earliest, then Fengxue Temple in Wei and Jin Dynasties, Liu Baqiao, and more during the Kun boat ride, but Ningyao Yujian still feels fresh no matter how you look at it. Of course I will be envious.

Chen Ping returned to the hut to eat breakfast, and then began to walk along the north wall, from left to right, to practice boxing. He was already familiar with the way, and he could close his eyes all the way. Ning Yao said that he might not come to the wall today. Look at her, so today Chen Pingan brought some food and planned to go farther.

Before that, it was probably close to the place where the old sword fairy practiced, and there were few sword cultivators. Chen Pingan only saw the old man surnamed Qi, and the hidden official who killed the most monsters in the five realms of the Great Wall. When Chen Pingan This day, I have been practicing boxing on the right side, and I saw more swordsmen, both young and old, men and women. There are young people who come here to learn swordsmanship and sharpen swordsmanship. They often practice swordsmanship alone, or silently enlighten Taoism , There are also sword cultivators who patrol the city as usual and gather in groups. When they see Chen Pingan who is carrying a sword box but punching, without exception, no one greets them, and everyone's eyes are indifferent.

Only then did Chen Pingan feel a little bit about the words of the old man surnamed Qi. Jianxiu is here, and he doesn't want to trouble others, let alone trouble himself.

At noon, Chen Pingan was sitting at the top of the city wall, eating the dried meat and snacks sent by Ning Yao, chewing slowly. A group of young girls and boys walked forward in the distance, more than [-] people, their swords were sharp and neat, and their postures were vigorous. The sword moves are tricky and concise, and the sword intent tends to be murderous and gloomy. There is a one-armed middle-aged sword cultivator who walks lightly, follows the square formation, and points at the side. It should be a young student with the same surname who is practicing here.

Chen Ping didn't dare to look too much, so as not to be regarded as a daredevil who stole the ancestral sword skills from the other family.

The one-armed sword cultivator glanced at Chen Pingan who was eating, thought for a while, and made a gesture. The young sword cultivators cheered and quickly stopped their practice. They sat on the ground in twos and threes, and a group of men and women followed far behind the sword array. , Immediately took off the package, and took out lunch for these boys and girls, with a respectful demeanor, as a matter of course.

Ning Yao said that on the Sword Qi Great Wall, there is a strict hierarchy, and they pay great attention to family inheritance and actual military exploits.

For example, Mr. Yinguan, "Yinguan" is not a name, but a strange official position with a long history, but no one can tell why. In short, the title of "Yinguan" has been passed down from generation to generation. Execution and other matters, there have been many mediocre patriarchs in the ancestors, just like the shadows on the north side of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, they are often reduced to the echoes of the big families in the city, but this generation of hermit officials is very different.

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

The thirteenth battle, No.1 in the battle, is this irascible "little girl", the opponent's powerful monster, just surrendered and quit, and she was so angry that she was alone on the battlefield, smashing and hammering for a whole moment Zhong, Jianqi Great Wall and Yaozu watched her vent their anger like this, and both sides have long been accustomed to it.

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

The order of battle that the two sides only came to light at the last moment may be another silent but undercurrent of great battle.

This lord Yinguan made a good start for the human race, but the Jianqi Great Wall collapsed in the middle, and was almost defeated. Fortunately, A Liang was born and closed a good tail.

After finishing lunch, Chen Pingan got up and continued to punch and walk forward. During the period, he saw the old man surnamed Qi again, but this time the old man was accompanied by a handsome middle-aged man. The imposing manner was at its peak, and it looked as if it overwhelmed the old man.

Chen Pingan didn't come forward to talk, but stopped walking, lowered his head slightly, and clasped his fists in greeting.

The old man smiled and nodded in greeting, but he did not greet the young man from out of town.

Afterwards, Chen Pingan met two young and strong swordsmen sitting on the top of the city drinking, and a one-armed girl standing on the top of the city holding a sword. The sword is huge.

When Chen Pingan saw them, he silently jumped down from the top of the wall, walked around them, and waited until they were far away, then jumped onto the top of the wall and continued walking.

At dusk, Chen Pingan also saw several sword cultivators flying from the south of the city, crossing the horse-riding road, and flying their swords to the north.

Chen Pingan glanced at the sky, ate a sloppy dinner, turned around and returned.

It wasn't until late at night that he returned to the small hut, but as soon as he opened the door, under the bright moonlight, Chen Pingan saw that the hidden official was stealing his food. The little girl turned her head slowly, her cheeks puffed up, she had no sense of being caught as a thief, instead she shouted "Stop the thief", looking at Chen Pingan with a reproachful and vigilant expression, as if asking you Who are you coming to my house for?

This is not a thief who broke into a house, but a bandit who went down the mountain to beat the autumn wind.

Chen Pingan had no choice but to leave the hut silently and close the door.

He was afraid that the two sides would disagree, so he stabbed the lord Yinguan who had brilliant military achievements and perverse temperament with a sword.

Chen Pingan went to Beichengtou behind the hut and sat down to drink.

Suddenly hearing a burst of applause behind him, Chen Pingan turned his head and saw her put away her palms, then pointed to the hut, and she walked away.

It's a reminder that I can go back and clean up the mess.

Chen Ping's head grew dizzy for a while, just to be careful, he sat where he was, and waited until the little girl in the big robe walked away before going back to the hut to have a look. The food Ning Yao brought was running out.

Chen Pingan sighed, tidied up the messy house, returned to the city, and began to practice the swordsmanship presented by Zheng Dafeng.

It is still like holding a long sword in a virtual way, and there is no real long sword in the hand. It is mainly to practice the avalanche pose and the calming head at the beginning of the chapter.

Ning Yao did not come to the city to visit Chen Pingan today.

Chen Ping returned to the hut to lie down in the middle of the night and fell asleep peacefully.

In the early morning of the next day, just as Chen Pingan got up and walked out of the hut, he saw the hidden official, with several young girls behind him, striding forward. Walking out of the hut, she stared wide-eyed and made a fierce look. She might be asking why there was nothing to steal from the hut today.

The young and imposing young girls behind her were all a little gloating.

Chen Ping'an looked embarrassed, so he had no choice but to pretend to be an idiot.

If it wasn't for the title of the hidden official, Chen Ping'an really wanted to pinch her cheek.

The croissant braid was really a little angry this time, the Great Wall of Sword Qi under her feet shook violently, and wearing a loose black robe, she flew high into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

Ning Yao came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi in the afternoon, and after hearing what Chen Pingan told her, he smiled and said don't worry, that Lord Yinguan has such a temper, and there are countless sword cultivators who have suffered from her, but in fact he is a Shun Maolu is easy to deal with, likes to hear good things from people, and accepts everything when they send beautiful things.But after she ate and wiped the things away, she showed a smiling face to the death, as long as she never thought of love. If she got into trouble with Mr. Yinguan, there was a way. Those who were unlucky at the Sword Qi Great Wall would be there before she made a move. , Decisively began to play dead, she would feel that beating this kind of trash to death would dirty her hands, and would often expose it, and she didn't hold grudges too much, or maybe she couldn't remember those people at all.

Ning Yao remembered one incident, saying that a friend mentioned that the Lord Yinguan had a good relationship with the people in the small hut, and his blue eyes were a little unprecedented. Someone once saw the surname Cao put the Lord Yinguan on his neck, and then he Walking all the way at the top of the city, some passers-by were almost scared out of their wits.

Chen Ping felt that Cao Ci was really amazing.

Ning Yao smiled and said, "I didn't know him well before, but recently I've inquired more about Cao Ci, and I came to a conclusion that the pure warriors walking on the same path as Cao Ci are actually quite miserable, especially the so-called martial arts geniuses."

Ning Yao took Chen Pingan's jug, took a sip of the wine, his face was rosy, "Compared to Qi practitioners, if you don't mention a continent, but compare it with the whole world, it is difficult to have a recognized so-called "same state" First, because things such as natal flying swords and magic weapons are not external things. In many battles between life and death, these things happen to be the final word. Therefore, luck and fate will change many established facts. Martial arts are different. I rely too much on these, and even dislike them, so there will be a saying that there is no second in boxing, and the winners and losers are obvious."

Chen Pingan nodded. He had first met Song Changjing, king of Dali Fan, in Niping Lane. Afterwards, the old man surnamed Cui who punched in the bamboo building, and Zheng Dafeng who climbed to the sky after breaking through a difficult situation, could clearly feel it. Completely different from the gods on the mountain, the grand master's aura of "I will fight for the first, who will fight for the top" is extremely obvious.

Ning Yao handed the jug back to Chen Pingan, "My conclusion is actually only half stated. You think Cao Ci is very powerful, but I think you are even more powerful."

Chen Ping grins silly, can make the girl he loves think he is amazing, what is it if he is not amazing?

Ning Yao said seriously: "Because of the martial arts of the same era, there must be few people who can fight against Cao Ci, and no one can really experience Cao Ci's invincible arrogance. But you not only fight against him, but you can fight three times After losing all, it is really rare for you to not lose the mental battle with him."

Ning Yao coughed, sat up straight, and patted Chen Ping'an's shoulder, "This is rare, keep it up, and keep working hard."

When Chen Ping saw Ning Yao speak in such a serious manner, he originally treated it seriously, but when he suddenly noticed the constriction in Ning Yao's eyes, he knew that she was imitating that Cao Ci and deliberately teasing him. Chen Ping smiled from ear to ear. He didn't even care about drinking, "You don't look like him at all."

Ning Yao rolled his eyes and said: "You learn from him like"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said, "I don't learn from him, and I don't need to learn from him."

Ning Yao clicked his tongue, not knowing whether to appreciate it or to joke.

Chen Pingan laughed.

Ning Yao is so smart, he immediately knew that this guy was imitating his appearance in the Stork Inn, so he beat Chen directly.

Ping An punched him on the shoulder, "Drink your wine"

Chen Pingan really took a sip of the wine, and then said with a smile: "Wow, today's wine seems to be very delicious."

Ning Yao glanced at the sword-raising gourd in Chen Pingan's hand, blushed suddenly, punched Chen Pingan again, and said angrily, "Men don't have a good thing."

Chen Pingan was holding the wine gourd, confused.

Ning Yao got up and left with his sword, not forgetting to turn around and wait for him.

Chen Ping blinked, his face full of innocence.

Scratching his head and continuing to drink, Chen Pingan pondered over and over again, but couldn't figure out why he wasn't a good person.

However, Chen Ping felt that Ning Yao was not angry.

Just a little shy.

Chen Ping felt that the lingering taste was not bad, it seemed better than drinking fine wine.

There was a handsome man dancing against the wind at the height of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. It was the one next to the old man surnamed Qi. After bumping into this scene by accident, he smiled, "It turns out that he is a young man who doesn't understand."

Chen Pingan drank the wine, don't care about raising the sword gourd, and got up to practice the sword stove and stake.

The moonlight is in the bosom, the bright light is on the shoulder, and the night is peaceful.

After dawn, Chen Pingan suddenly opened his eyes and found that he had been standing still in the middle of the night.

Chen Pingan was a little scared, if he accidentally fell off the top of the wall, the hidden official would be unscathed, but he would definitely be a puddle of flesh at the bottom of the wall below.

Chen Ping did a few stretches, jumped off the top of the wall, went back to the hut and ate the breakfast that Ning Yao had prepared last night, and then continued to walk along the top of the wall to the right.

Then along the way, Chen Ping met a fat young man with a mean face but a murderous look. As usual, he jumped off the top of the wall and went around, and then returned to the top of the wall, and saw a handsome, slightly A young boy with a feminine appearance, then a dark boy with scars all over his face, and finally the one-armed girl with a huge sword, but today there are a few more young women around her, as if taking the wide city as a place for an outing. The beautiful silk and satin are filled with exquisite snacks.

When Chen Pingan jumped back from the top of the wall to walk the horse again, they looked at him one by one.

When passing them by from a distance, they were still pointing at Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping'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 life and death companions who fought side by side.

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

The first time was in the capital of the Sui Dynasty. I was afraid of embarrassing Li Baoping and Li Huai, so I went to buy brand new boots, but because I didn’t go to the cliff academy in Dongshan, I left the capital with the young Cui Chan, and took off after wearing them for a while. Come down and put on the most used straw sandals.

Chen Ping hoped that he could tidy up better. Even if it wasn't Cao Ci and Cui Chen's fairy-like attire that complemented each other, he had to be clean and tidy, like Lin Shouyi's. For the time being, it's all good, if you put a jade hairpin on your hair, you don't have to return the sword gourd on your waist, and you don't need the sword box

Chen Ping went on, lamenting in his heart, with some regrets.

Just walking, Chen Pingan smiled to himself, raised his feet, and looked down at the straw sandals on his feet, "Old man, it's not that I despise you. I am very grateful for your hard work. Look at that A few pairs of companions who died on the road of travel, I have collected them all, and I have not thrown away a pair, and they are all in Shiwu’s stomach for the elderly. Well, the book says this is called taking care of the old age, haha, I want to contain If you play tricks on your grandson, you’re making things difficult for me.”

Chen Pingan, who was talking to himself, didn't realize that those guys who came to join in the fun to see who he was, panicked and "falled" from the top of the city one by one like dumplings. When the sword came, the fat boy, Dong Heitan, and the handsome boy fled one after another, while the women held back their smiles, packed up their packages indiscriminately, and left the city with Yu Jian.

Chen Pingan turned his head and saw Ning Yao Yujian approaching. He suddenly hovered in the sky outside the city, and then flew slowly, which was comparable to Chen Pingan's walking speed.

Ning Yao said helplessly, "Leave them alone."

Chen Ping smiled and nodded.

Ning Yao Yujian drew a beautiful arc in the air, and said, "I still have something to do, I will see you tomorrow."

During this trip, Chen Ping returned to the vicinity of the two thatched huts in the middle of the night. This time, the old sword fairy stood on the head of Beicheng for some reason, as if he was looking at the city without walls. Chen Ping ran quickly and shouted. Grandpa Chen.The old man withdrew his gaze, nodded, and then stretched his finger to the north, "It's just such a small number of people, it may not be as large as a state city in Haoran Tianxia, ​​and I feel strange that it has blocked the Yaozu for so many years."

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

The old sword fairy turned his head and looked at Chen Pingan with a smile, "Chen Pingan, we get along pretty well, don't we?"

Chen Pingan 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 Pingan still didn't know how to answer.

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

The old man sighed a little.

This time, the "boss sword fairy" in A Liang's mouth even used the supernatural power of swordsmanship to point directly at the heart and the depths of the soul.

It turned out to be the case.

Originally a pretty good embryo, if the wind is smooth and the luck is good, it is probably not difficult to cultivate an earth immortal in Haoran Tianxia on the other side of the inverted mountain, but it is a pity that someone threw it to pieces early, like porcelain broken into pieces piece.Before the Longevity Bridge was interrupted, it suffered a greater disaster early.

State of mind, mind mirror.

The fragments of mirrors vary in size. The old man saw the largest fragments, and the pictures they carried were different in mirror image.

Therefore, if Chen Ping's state of mind falls into the eyes of a Confucian sage with advanced cultivation, there may be more, and of course it will appear more bizarre at the same time.

So the old sword fairy discovered more clues.

To put it bluntly, this is a process similar to raising Gu, not only the weak bow their heads to worship the strong, but they are completely gone.

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

To put it bluntly, it's a bit sublime. This is the spirit of heaven, self-improvement, and the stronger will become stronger. In the end, one or two fragments will become more and more dazzling, like the sun and the moon hanging in the sky, and the stars are dim.

The battle of mental states has little to do with the level of cultivation, so it is extremely dangerous. Qi practitioners have a lot of talk and secret methods, such as asking themselves, asking the heart, being a gentleman and thinking about themselves, and breaking the demons in the heart.

Therefore, there will be heretics and crooked ways, respectively using many low-level and uninfluential visualization methods to take shortcuts. In the eyes of Zongzitou Xianjia, they are not the right way.In short, the knowledge involved is very large and complicated, just like the ups and downs of mountains, each peak will have highs and lows.

Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism are three independent main lines, which are the so-called ancestors.

The military family is a dead-headed mountain range, and it almost succeeded.

Mohism, once one of the four great schools of thought, is somewhat similar.

Just like a great river, no matter how long or how wide it is, it will never enter the sea. It is only one step away from becoming a great river.

Chen Ping never gave an answer.

The old sword fairy has already got the answer.

The old man smiled and said: "When you talked about the truth with girl Ningyao earlier, I just accidentally listened to it. Do you want to hear me nagging some people who have come here?"

Chen Ping nodded decisively.

The old man said with a smile: "I can tell you a trick. You can be reasonable and live a good life. You will not be able to suffocate yourself to death one day in the future."

Chen Ping's eyes lit up, "Old man, please tell me"

The old man laughed softly: "Listen well, that's how you live. You should tell yourself that"

The old man paused for a while, and then continued: "I am so-and-so, for example, if I say I am Chen Qingdu, you have to say I am Chen Pingan."

Having said that, the old man laughed to himself.

Chen Pingan also laughed.

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

Chen Pingan just quietly listened to the old man's words.

The old man narrowed his eyes, "Of course not too many times, once or twice in 100 years, it must be fine. Like this."

The old man slowly stretched out his hand to the north, but it was just a casual movement, but the huge night curtain above the head of the Sword Qi Great Wall was torn apart like a black cloth, shining brightly in an instant, but in the end there was only an extremely slender but An extremely bright light fell from the sky, smashed into a certain place in the city, and then on the ground, countless golden rays of light exploded and shattered, as if the golden body of a sword fairy in the upper five realms collapsed at this moment.

Chen Ping opened his mouth wide.

The old man laughed and said, "Drink some wine to calm down the shock."

Chen Pingan foolishly took off the wine gourd and handed it to the old sword fairy.

The intention was to make fun of the old man Chen Qingdu, who was a young man beside him. He didn't reach out to take the gourd of Yangjian, turned around, shook his head and walked slowly, jumped down from the top of the wall lightly, and said to himself: "The silly girl found a silly boy!" , a perfect match."