Sword comes

Chen Pingan stopped his fist, turned around and looked outside the city.

More than a hundred feet away, there was an unexpected visitor with Yujian hovering in the air.

Tuoyue Mountain Hundred Sword Immortal is the first in the list, his pseudonym is Fearless, and he likes to show others as a swordsman in green shirt.

Feiran smiled and said, "Good punch."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "Don't steal, show some face."

This is amazing, he is the same as that minister, and he doesn't talk about his sword repair demeanor at all.

Feiran shook his head and said, "I really can't learn it."

He followed the big demon Qieyun to Haoran Tianxia earlier, and traded Tuoyue Mountain for a Luhua Island with his military exploits.Fei Ran's choice was quite unexpected, otherwise, with his identity, it would not be difficult to occupy half of the former site of the Yulong Sect, so many military tents speculated that Fei Ran had chosen the Creation Cave on Luhua Island. I found it when passing by, and picked up a bargain for Feiran.

Chen Pingan took a good look, and his eyes shifted. A few dozen miles away from the city, there was a heavy snowfall, which was particularly magnificent.It's a pity that he was blocked by the dragon king and couldn't land on the top of the city.

Na Feiran followed the gaze of the young hermit official, turned to look at Daxue, and smiled back: "When I was young, I studied with Mr. Zhou, and I liked to read those green poems and green chapters and fairy poems from Haoran Tianxia. , It’s a pity that Mr. Zhou has a high eye, and when compiling poetry collections, he often only uses subtle words, and those that don’t catch the eye are all deleted. Among them, there is a single poem about the snow, Wuding fought against the cloud with a sword, and 30 Yulong died in battle.”

Feiran speaks with the young hermit official with his proficient Haoran Tianxia Dayayan.

Chen Ping said with a smile: "The whole poem is about Wu Ding's sword fighting against Yunni, and directly taking the emperor's body under the Milky Way. 30 jade dragons were killed in battle, and the wind was flying all over the sky. Your old fox who reaches the sky only takes half, so it's not a big problem. It doesn’t have to be too high, just not too low.”

Fei Ran nodded and said: "So that's the case, I've been taught."

On the battlefield earlier, Chen Pingan and Feiran had a fight, both of them had a bit of fighting spirit, but there was no winner.What's more, the two sides were not fighting each other in the true sense. At that time, each of them still had too many backhands.

In Chen Ping's mind, Fei Ran and his ministers have the greatest potential to kill Haoran Tianxia. It is not just someone who is proficient in fighting on the battlefield. After experiencing this war, Chen Pingan really felt a truth. Immortals are indeed extremely powerful, and the magic skills of great demons are of course extremely high, but under the influence of the mighty situation, they are also very small.

As long as Feiran and the ministers are willing to work hard, they can help the big army tents and throne monsters in the wild world to check and fill in the gaps, and even succeed in changing the customs and immigration conditions, so that the territory of Haoran world is occupied by the monster clan. , in a deep sense, truly change the world.What Chen Ping'an is most worried about now is to study and figure out the detailed steps of the Aquarius Continent's Dali Iron Cavalry going south, how to mend the broken mountains and rivers, gather people's hearts, and then turn around and copy it to Tongye Continent or It is Fuyao Island.

Just like the Jia Shen Zhang, the clogs of a young man who is not a sword cultivator, but it makes Chen Pingan even more murderous than the combination of Li Zhen and Liu Bai.

The clogs who are not of high realm once climbed to the top of the city, beside the Dragon Lord, wanted to review the whole battle with Lord Yinguan, humbly asked for advice, and performed the junior ceremony, but Chen Pingan ignored it.

With the Dragon Lord by his side, killing is definitely impossible. In this case, what is there to talk about, too many words will be lost, after all, the ambition of clogs is not to cultivate Taoism and live forever.

Feiran turned the tip of the sword under his feet, as if he was just admiring the snow scene with the young hermit.

Chen Pingan said: "That Mr. Zhou is called Wenhai by you in the barbaric world, but his luck is not good. He has the same name and surname as the owner of an academy in Luzhou, Beiju. I heard that the Confucian sage has a bad temper. Turn around and ask Liu Bai told his husband, be careful that Zhou Wenhai is beaten to death by Zhou Shengren, when Zhou Mi kills Zhou Mi, it will be a joke through the ages."

Feiran didn't know whether to laugh or cry, shook his head and said: "It seems that what Li Zhen said is right, you are a bit boring."

A mountain lord of a Confucian academy killed Mr. Wen Hai, the second highest on the throne?Of course, it is now the third place. Xiao Yu made his own claim and put a seat refined from the corpse of the Great Ascension Realm monster at the bottom of the well, and placed it in the second highest position in the ancient well.It's just that neither Mr. Zhou nor Liu Cha minded the matter.

Chen Pingan walked slowly, but he didn't continue to walk and punch. Feiran also followed with his sword. There were two different roads under his feet, but the direction was the same.

Chen Pingan asked casually: "The old fox who reaches the sky, what is his real body? There is no record in the secret file of the Summer Palace, and he has never had the opportunity to ask the boss Sword Immortal."

Although Zhou Mi was hailed as an old fox reaching the sky in the wild world, Chen Pingan was sure that the second-highest monster on the throne would definitely not be a sky fox.

Zhou Mi is too much like a scholar, so Chen Ping'an has always wanted to ask about his real body and real name, but he has been too busy, so he never had the chance to ask.

Feiran said: "For the sake of the venerable."

Chen Ping said: "I didn't ask you Zhou Mi's real name."

Fei Ran said: "Mr. Zhou must have an abandoned real name and surname, but he doesn't have any real name."

Chen Pingan replied, "So that's the case, I've been taught."

Of course, the other party may also be talking nonsense, after all, if Feiran was not bored, he would not come here to hang out.

Chen Pingan asked: "Did that Zhang Lu go to Fuyao Island to ask for swords?"

There is a Sword Cultivation Sect in Fuyao Continent, which is deeply rooted and not many in number, but all of them are powerful. In history, no one has rushed to the Great Wall of Sword Qi to practice.

Fei Ran shook his head and said: "Zhang Lu has been staying at the ruins of the gate, dozing off with his sword in his arms all day long. His choices are not the same as those of sword immortals like Xiao Yun and Luoshan Zhuan."

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "That's okay."

Otherwise, Chen Ping'an would feel sorry for the drinks that were sent out.

Fei Ran smiled and said: "Longjun and Tuoyue Mountain will not give you the 'what if' that you enter the Martial Artist's End and the Jade Raw Realm at the same time. I guess that in the late stage of your Mountain Peak Realm, or the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm, Lord Long will call another senior of comparable level, either Liu Cha or that old ape, to smash the city where you are, and try to destroy your physique and sword heart. Take it easy, and prevent you from losing your mind in case you really lose your mind and don’t want half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and flee to the wild world with your own life. So you are destined to not be able to go to the Hundred Thousand Mountains at the old blind man’s side.”

"You don't need to guess, Lizhen must have told Jiazizhang that. I'm surprised, do I have any grudges against him, and he just keeps pestering me like this. Lizhen has such a brain, practice the sword well and fight with him Is it not good for me to ask the sword heroically?"

Chen Ping clasped the back of his head with both hands, and looked up at the sky slightly, "As for the tenth realm of martial arts, forget it, I dare not expect extravagantly. You know how I got to the top of the mountain. Besides, I have already won two copies of you, the wild world. Wu Yun, I'm a foreigner who came here as a guest, and I've been feeling frustrated. I wish I could go back, but it's a pity that I can't do it. Fei Ran, you are so famous in the barbaric world, and you don't have many martial arts friends at the top of the mountain? Seeing me happy and happy here, can you bear it? If it were me, I really couldn’t bear it, and if I didn’t fight, I would come to the city to scold a few words.”

Fei Ran smiled and said: "I really don't have any friends who are warriors of the Nine Realms, but there is one in the Ten Realms, but after going to Fuyao Island, there is a fierce battle to be fought at the Shanshui Cave, Qi Tingji, Zhongtu Zhou Shenzhi are guarding there, Shanshui Cave seems to be There are also two acquaintances of Lord Yinguan, warriors of the same age, Cao Ci, and Yu Yufu."

This young hermit official probably didn't carry that Zhan Kan for a long time for practicing boxing, but the hairpin in his bun is hard to ignore.

Because the Dragon Lord couldn't completely destroy it, just like the bright red robe on Chen Pingan's body, it seemed to be a thing of great refinement.

Chen Ping changed into a posture with his hands behind his back, "Cao Ci, have you reached the Ninth Realm?"

Fei Ran smiled and said: "I don't know about that, I haven't really asked about the front in Fuyao Island."

Chen Pingan nodded. There were constant wars up and down the mountains of Fuyao Continent. In a generally peaceful world, it might not be as stable as Tongye Continent with stagnant water. But in troubled times, people's hearts are far more stable than Tongye Continent.

Feiran took out a pot of wine from Yulong Zongxian's family, and lifted it up to the young Yinguan.

Chen Ping waved his hand, signaling Feiran to just drink by himself, and then shook his sleeves. It was empty inside. Chen Pingan only knew superficially about the supernatural powers in the sleeves unique to monks in the upper five realms. There are some rough records in the summer palace archives. Chen Pingan had nothing to do anyway, the long river of time passed by him too slowly, so he thought about it very carefully, and barely had a prototype, but it was a pity that Chen Pingan was at the top of the city, and there was nothing to put in it, otherwise Even the living things can be put into it, so the fairy art of the universe in the sleeve and the magical power of watching mountains and rivers with the palm are two fairy arts that Chen Ping'an has been thinking about for many years.

In the previous heavy snowfall, Chen Pingan gathered a lot of snow in his sleeves, as if he had eaten dumplings during the Chinese New Year. You were not far enough away, and a sword light in that gray robe shattered everything.Don't come early, don't come late, wait until Chen Pingan has used up the snow and built a snowman, and Long Jun's sword will arrive.

This old bastard, don't fall into your hands, or you will refine and kill all the souls, and then give it to Shi Rou to wear on your body, and be a companion with Du Maoyi.

Chen Ping raised his palm, and there were lightning clusters in his palm. The lines on his palm were like mountains and rivers. He smiled and said, "If you don't leave, I'm going to see off the guests. I don't have anything to do with this hairpin. Just let Jiazi Zhang rest assured. There is no hidden mystery."

Feiran hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "I'll just deliver a message for you."

Chen Ping smiled and said the word "go away", and threw out a five-thunder righteous method.

Feiran just dodged without drawing his sword.

I have the intention of presenting wine with sincerity, and you will send it with the five thunders and righteous methods, so it is a good gift to reciprocate.

Feiran was still in the mood to say goodbye to the young Yinguan, and slowly traveled far away with his sword.Fei Fei has a temper and has always been in no hurry.

Chen Pingan suddenly looked at Na Feiran and asked, "In the collection of poems that have been carefully selected this week, have you ever seen a well-known poem about wandering immortals? Generally speaking, it should be placed at the beginning or end of."

Feiran stopped and said with a smile, "I would like to hear more about it."

Chen Ping walked slowly with his arms around his sleeves, and recited the poem about wandering immortals aloud.

I live in an eternal house in the world, the great sun rises high on the east side of the wall, and when I open my eyes, I feel disturbed in my dream, and I order the bright moon to fall into it.Retain a piece of cloud in the sky, often accompanied by pine trees beside the stream in the sleeve.

Drunk riding on a white deer and driving a green qiu, when Liexian meets me, I beg for mellow wine.Hang the crown on the osmanthus branch of Tiangong, and grasp the golden crow as a charcoal cage.It's sad that the fairy dreamed for thousands of years, and once I dreamed that I mistakenly lived forever.

After hearing this, Fei Ran had a strange look on his face.

Chen Ping turned his head and said with sincerity in his eyes: "What are you doing in a daze, if you haven't heard it, hurry up and memorize it. Turn around and let Zhou Wenhai take a bath and change clothes first, and then copy it in the book, as the final work of the fairy poems in the world."

Fei Ran smiled and said, "Isn't this mediocre being a little too careless? Your Excellency, please don't bully me for not being a scholar."

Chen Pingan said with a look of regret: "Haoran Tianxia has a long history, and there are so many dialects of Yayan and Mandarin. What do you know about flat rhymes and four-tone rhymes? Poetry is like a fist, and those with big meanings are aggressive. If you hit the head, the scholars of later generations, Seeing poetry is like seeing a fist, it's like being beaten to the head and face."

Feiran smiled.

Chen Pingan nodded, raised his hand, and shook it lightly, "It seems that Brother Feiran is still learning a lot.

Ask the experienced ones, that's right, you have seen through it, there are those collections of word couplets and those collections of poems in the world.My poem about wandering immortals, like thunder in my palm, is formed by gathering clusters. "

Feiran Yujian went away.

Chen Ping lay on the top of the wall and continued to read the book of landscape travel notes. After throwing it out of the city, he soon regretted it. The book is grabbed back in the hand.Chen Ping'an has already read the whole book by heart, and he can memorize it fluently. Chen Ping'an is fine.

Because the objects within close proximity belonged to the foreign objects of this half of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, as long as Chen Pingan dared to take them out, even at the end of the wall farthest from Lord Long, he would still draw a sword.Therefore, Chen Pingan did not have a pen and paper. If he wanted to make some annotations on the book, he could only "write" gently in the blank space with a wisp of sword energy. With Ping An's eyesight, those handwritings were clearly visible.

Every time I turn a page, I change my reading place, or I sit in the big characters and strokes on the city wall, or I walk on the wall, or my body hangs upside down on the carriageway at the top of the city, or I suddenly go to the sky above the city, just like the sky. It's really not high, it's only five hundred feet away from the top of the city, and further up, after Long Jun's sword strike, the sword energy left by the flying sword can really hurt Chen Pingan's physique.

For some reason, Lord Long is not interested in this book, which is as foreign as the ones close at hand, and let Chen Ping flip through the book to relieve boredom, and came here from Wu Jianguang.

Chen Pingan used the snail shell as a dojo, and secretly did a small thing. From the book to the book, he carefully refined every word in the book first, and then put it in his sleeve, so Chen Ping came back to read this book again today. The book, in fact, more than [-] commonly used words have been stripped out of the book, making the content on the pages of the book more blank and intermittent, like little guys who are forced to move, being dragged by the collar by Chen Pingan, crying and babbling , was forced to travel far away from home.

Some rare characters that appear alone often appear in pairs, and Chen Pingan has not been forced to move them for the time being.

It's a pity that I couldn't make up a hundred surnames, nor could I spell out a thousand-character essay.

Of course, such small words are of no practical use.

Even if the 30 words of the entire travel book were all refined by Chen Pingan, making all the pages of a travel book blank. Li Huai, what can you say about the 30 troops under his command.But if it is really boring, Chen Pingan will also line up the words after the small refinement, shake his arms out of his sleeves, and land them on the top of the city. They will be divided into two camps. There are at most twenty or thirty at a time, and they are all some common words that appear in many places in the travel notes, so as not to be fooled by the Dragon King one day, and another sword will be thrown again.

Chen Pingan would let those little guys in black fall on the top of the city wall, dangling around, walking slowly, like two groups of naughty children in the streets and alleys, wrestling together, neither of them had much strength.

Today, Chen Ping'an suddenly practiced calligraphy very diligently. He practiced hundreds of "Chen Ping'an" in the book in one go, refined one of the fifteen hundred small words, and put away one.

Then Chen Ping carefully shook out two words from the sleeve.

Then those "Chen Ping Cases" are ordered out, densely clustered together, and every three characters stand side by side, which becomes a Chen Ping Case.

So there are two characters, one is Ning and the other is Yao.

It is Ning Yao.

It seems that she is alone, and these Chen Pingan who unfortunately are not Chen Ping'an seem to be confronting each other.

Then "Ning Yao" took a step forward, and the five hundred Chen Ping'an began to stagger, and finally they all fell to the ground as if they were drunk.

Chen Ping'an squatted on the top of the wall with his sleeves covered, watching this scene with a bright smile.

A bright red robe was spread on the ground.

Today's young hermit officials are not alone.

It was also the first time that he didn't feel that the long river of time passed too slowly.

From the top of the other half of the city, the Dragon Lord sacrificed a sword, and this sword was no more powerful than before.

Even if that sword light has passed dozens of miles over the top of his city in an instant.

The sword intent is extremely heavy, and the sword energy is extremely long, spreading from the place where Longjun sacrificed the sword by the cliff.

Chen Pingan still didn't realize it.

When the sword light passed halfway across the city, Chen Pingan stood up and began to use Nine Realm Martial Arts and Jian Wenquan.

The figure collapsed again and again, and before going to the sword light of those little characters, he condensed his figure and punched again.

In the end, Chen Pingan used his fists as a martial artist on the top of the mountain to completely smash the sword light, and when he came to the edge of the cliff, he stomped on the ground with both feet, and displayed a sword fairy in the jade jade state as high as a mountain, condensing the aura of the world Make a sword, hold the sword in both hands, and slash towards the cliff head over there.

The giant Dharma figure with a pair of golden eyes laughed loudly and said: "I will give you a fist for me, thank you very much, Lord Long!"

With a wave of his hand, Long Jun pushed the young woman beside her who was nourishing her sword intent and stabilizing her sword heart more than a hundred feet away to the edge of the cliff.

The long sword in the hand of the dharma figure on the opposite bank shattered, and the dharma figure collapsed with a loud crash.

The sword fairy's form reappeared, and the long sword slashed at Long Jun's head again.

For a whole burn of incense, Lord Long remained motionless, even the long sword of Faxiang couldn't get close to the gray robe.

Countless sword qi from heaven and earth confronted the young man.

After the last dharma image shattered, Chen Pingan finally stopped pointlessly throwing out his sword, disappeared in a flash, returned to the original place, and gathered those small refined words.

Liu Bai came to the side of Long Jun on the edge of the cliff anxiously, and asked softly: "Is he really a little bit more punchy?"

The difference between the warriors of the mountain top realm and the martial arts of the ten realms is like the difference between the great sword immortals like Nalan Shaowei, Yue Qing, and Mi Hu of the Great Wall of Sword Qi, and the old sword immortals of the Ascension Realm.

"He was talking to those monster monks under his feet. He didn't raise his fists at all, and he just talked nonsense, and deliberately used it to disgust me."

Long Jun was helpless, and patiently explained to the little girl next to him who was actually very smart but started to be confused when Chen Ping was involved: "At the height of martial arts at the top of the mountain, the martial arts state of mind is not too high. Poor, especially his mad dog who likes to ask questions the most. I want to destroy his good deeds with a sword. It is true that he is angry and annoyed. Going one step further. After serving as a hidden official, I have seen those battle scenes with my own eyes. This is where his martial arts prison is located. The end of the road is not far away, only the battle of life and death can forcibly strengthen the body."

Liu Bai nodded slightly, deeply convinced.

Dressed in a bright red robe, he reappeared on the edge of the cliff without warning, and this time he brought the narrow knife to Zhan Kan, gently pressed the handle of the knife with both hands, and said with a smile: "Miss Liubai, do you think that our senior Longjun, Are you someone who likes to talk a lot? If not, why are you talking so much? There is a lot of meaning, you have to think about it carefully, if you practice swords without cultivating your mind, you will fall into trouble."

Liu Bai sneered and said, "You don't babble at all."

Chen Pingan said seriously: "Isn't this Miss Liubai who is afraid of Liubai? After listening to Senior Long Jun's explanation, she said oh oh oh, and her expression was hmm, but she was actually scolding his mother's old thief Long Jun in her heart."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "The gods on the mountain, as long as you have doubts and guesses, there will be many ghosts. I am helping Senior Long Jun to clear up the suspicion. I don't understand this? Miss Liubai, it's not me who blames you, we If it's Wendou, I'm afraid you'll slap your head and break your neck, and Senior Long Jun won't be able to stop you. Today, Long Jun helped me raise my boxing intentions, so I'll save my face, so don't talk to Brother Zhou Mi. .”

Liubai's eyes gradually became resolute, and she took a step forward, stepping over the gray robe, and she smiled and said: "No matter what you say or do, I don't care about what you say or think, and you don't care about anything." You don't need to thank Long Jun for helping me grow my fist, it doesn't matter if I sincerely thank you, but I want to thank you for helping me repair Jianxin, sincerely!"

Long Jun nodded slightly, it should have been so long ago.

Chen Ping was silent for a moment.

In fact, Liubai was right to have this intention.

But is it useful?

It may not be useful to her, but it is really useful to Chen Pingan himself.

Chen Ping smiled and said: "Then do you know that the heart demon has arisen because of me, and the heart of the sword has been repaired by me a little bit, this is a new heart demon, and even the heart demon has fewer flaws. Believe it or not, ask Don't ask Long Jun, it's up to you."

Long Jun sighed, "Liu Bai, go to another place to practice swords, he is using you to see the Tao and enlighten the demons in his heart."

It's no wonder that this person has no white eyes and doesn't regard him as an opponent at all, but he deliberately comes here again and again, leaving some traces of his heart in her heart.

Chen Ping glanced at the gray robe.There are so many big monsters on the throne, but this Dragon Lord is left at the head of the city.

Long Jun laughed and said, "The mad dog is going to bite again?"

Liu Bai had left sadly, she walked on the top of the city without a sword.

Chen Pingan actually sat on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the torrent of the monster army far below his feet, then retracted his gaze, fell back, using the cutting knife as a pillow, and said to himself: "It should be when you get home, Tong Childish holding the clothes, laughing at my white hair."

Long Jun smiled and said: "I don't have this kind of sadness, and you can't go back home."

Chen Pingan snorted, sat up immediately, and asked doubtfully, "How can you understand human speech?"

Lord Long didn't take it seriously, and asked instead: "Do you know why you don't block the view from here?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said, "It's similar to the two heavy snowfalls. It's easy to go from frugal to extravagant, but difficult to go from extravagant to frugal. In fact, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Long Jun laughed and said: "Wait, at most half a year, not only will you not be able to see the sun and the moon for half a year, but I won't need to stop your punches and swords soon. From this point of view, you are actually stronger than that Chen Qing." awful."

It turned out that Chen Pingan could no longer see the gray robe that Lord Long was wearing. In fact, all the scenes on the opposite wall disappeared from his vision.

Looking down again, those monster clans who flocked to Haoran Tianxia could not be seen anymore.

Chen Ping turned his head to look, and the heavy snow was falling slowly in the distance, which was still faintly visible.

Even if you can't see it in the future, what does it matter?

Small sorrows, big grains of rice.

What's more, when the rivers and lakes meet and brag, when the rivers and lakes meet again, the road is hard, and the rivers and lakes are far away. When we meet again, someone will definitely say that Master has worked hard.Sir, you have worked hard.Young master has worked hard.Chen Pingan has worked hard.

Chen Pingan swung away, with his sleeves fluttering, and laughed loudly: "It seems like you're throwing away, it's hard work."

Feiran and Lizhen came to Long Jun's side together, and Lizhen asked: "Are you really crazy?"

Long Jun asked back: "Ask yourself?"

Fei Ran asked with a smile: "That Cao Ci, was able to beat him three times in a row?"

Long Jun nodded and said, "Unexpectedly."