The green sword held by the palm of your hand is named fifteen.

How does Chen Ping think that taking a name is more sloppy than himself.

Chen Pingan clearly felt a cool breath and broke into the skin, but then it made people feel warm and warm, like the sun in the winter. Chen Ping-ping noticed that the mysterious breath along the meridians of the body slowly flowed through a seat of a gas house, and finally chose to stop and plunder in the place where the sword was hidden before, in the empty "house" Long and quiet, echoing another acupoint that the silver sword embryo inhabits.

Yang old man spit the smoke circle and nodded: "Unexpectedly, this sword has something to do with you. It shouldn't have been so smooth. I still want to send the Buddha to the west to help you once. Feijian first falls in a hole in your place, and then relies on your perseverance to get it to act."

The old man used the magical power to see the unusually gentle and peaceful flying sword in Chen Ping’s house. He hesitated and asked: "I am really curious, ask you two questions, would like to answer, you look at it. Chen Pingan You have been practicing boxing for so long, only one foot on the threshold of the Three Realms, anxious not to worry? Then you practice boxing, is there any thoughts that support you to today?"

Chen Pingan honestly replied: "I will be anxious, but I know that it is useless, because the same as burning porcelain, the more urgent the mistake, so I don't think too much. Sometimes I can't stop thinking, let myself When the head is empty, use the instinct to go to the pile, or just pick a place with a wide field of vision and practice the sword furnace. If it still doesn't work, I will read and practice the words. If it doesn't work, then I will be nothing, just think about it, just think about it. How much money do you have now..."

Speaking of this, Chen Pingan is a bit stunned.

Yang’s old man’s face is as usual. “Continue to say the second question.”

Chen Pingan subconsciously straightened his waist and didn't think about concealing it. He didn't want to hide it. It was like a poor man with a wall of family. He was showing off the most valuable things in his family. He was full of unreasonable self-confidence. "I am embroidering. Jiang has made a fight with people, and more and more sure of one thing, that is, when I feel that I am right, no matter who the opponent is, every time I punch, I can be very fast! Every time next time, it will only be faster. !"

Yang Laotou asked: "Soon? Give you a punch of 100,000 punches. Do you get my clothes?"

Chen Pingan did not feel discouraged. Naturally, he blurted out and said: "I compare myself with myself. I feel that I have nothing to say, and compare with others!"

Yang Laotou snorted. "So thinking, it is right for you."

The same is the town of Ma Kuantin, which is the ultimate in another road, the pursuit of the true real people, the leader of the same generation. This is not that Ma Kui Xuan is too conceited, but his talent is very good. If you don't dare to think so, it is a violent thing. Heaven does not take it, but it is against it.

As for the young boy who just took off the jade scorpion in front of him, it should be on another road. It should be inconspicuous at first, but it is still inconspicuous. No matter how many times you look at it, it is not bad at all, but it is not so stupid. And then most people will stop paying attention.

Yang Laotou said: "I teach you two sets of slogans that control the 'fifteen', a set used to warm the sword, and a set to unlock and close the door."

Chen Pingan asked in advance: "At the same time, there are two flying swords raised in the body, there will be no conflicts?"

Yang Laotou smiled and said: "There is no two swords in this life. This is why he has to consume a lot of heaven and earth treasures and some private affairs to distract him. Otherwise, he will raise two qualifications with his qualifications and family. It’s all right. The life of the flying sword, you have to look at the opportunity, time is not enough, a hundred years are hard to ask, the time has arrived, the block can not stop. Just this life sword this thing, not the field of soldiers, more good, sword repair dreams The realm of the realm, known as a sword breaking the law, why not say 'two swords and three swords'? It is the true sword of the sword, with a flying sword that fits the mind, it is enough, but more tired. You Chen Ping, practicing boxing is a sigh, why do you practice swords, I am too lazy to guess, but outside the hills, the magic weapon, you are like copper coins, too much money, too tired in your pocket? You will ?"

Chen Pingan was a little embarrassed and scratched his head: "How big is the square of the 'fifteen' and how much can it be loaded?"

Yang old man smiled and said: "With your sapwood sword, it is almost the same length and the same width, okay, compared to the ordinary square, it is better. A Jinshan Yinshan can not fit, but at least you do not carry Dazhuyu walks the rivers and lakes. Remember, live things, don't put in square objects, such as the first day of the sword embryo, once you are forced into it, it will break some rules of 'dongtianfudi', and you will burn jade. Then you will feel bad."

After that, Yang Laotou taught Chen Pingan two sets of oral sputum and repeated it twice. After Chen Pingan remembered it, the old man continued to smoke dry smoke, and the smoke rose and rose.

In the midst of it, Chen Pingan is like a jasper sword in the gas house. He built a wooden bridge and can talk to it. The feeling is wonderful.

Chen Pingxin thought of a move, the spirit of the soul trembled, the flying sword did not block the body through, but could not stop, actually went straight to the old man Yang, Yang Laotou eyes are not stunned, green and Yingying pocket fly The sword is like a high wall. It faints and bounces back to Chen Pingan. It flashes away and quickly slips back to Qifu. It is like a child who is sulking, and he is not willing to take care of Chen Ping’s heart. It is.

Chen Pingan was a little panicked.

Yang old man feels a little funny, slowly said: "The masters of the past fifteen years ago, which is not a very famous person, never encountered such a stupid master, Yu Jian is so bad, naturally makes it feel shameful, I don’t want to come out and show up. Nothing, as long as I practice hard, I will be more closely connected later, and when I win the real recognition, your master will have more dominance, even if it wants it to crush itself. It’s not difficult to dissipate between heaven and earth."

Chen Ping nodded and let out a sigh of relief. As long as he can do things by burying his head, he can do better. Chen Ping is not afraid.

What he is afraid of is things that do not work well, no matter how hard they work, such as burning porcelain.

Yang Laotou suddenly said: "Know why 15 knows your qualifications in general, and is willing to choose to share with you? Because you think of a crucial 'fast' word. This is fundamental to the fifteen swordsmanship. The same. The fifteenth flying sword is fast, so fast that all the opponents are caught off guard, take the lead, and be invincible."

Chen Pingan suddenly realized that at the same time, he thought of the sword embryo whose real name is "Little Xiaodu". The reason why he was guilty of himself was that he had not realized his sword.

Yang old man waved his hand. "There is little news of walking around recently, waiting quietly."

Chen Ping’s words are stopped.

The old man didn't have a good air: "Any New Year's greetings? And I don't say if I would like to break the case. Your kid can get something that makes me look good. If you have a look, even if I can see it, you are willing to give it away." Go, finish the business, and quickly go back to the mountains. As for the home on the side of the blacksmith shop, I will let people bring you in the past, you are now near the sword furnace, too eye-catching, not suitable."

Chen Pingan knew the temper of the old man. He did not drag the water and got up and left the shop of Yangjia medicine.

Just just stepping out of the pharmacy gate, Chen Pingan couldn't help but turn around and go back. After passing the side room and seeing the old man sitting in the field, Chen Pingan bowed to the old man.

Yang Laotou is frankly accepted.

After Chen Ping’s departure again, the old man knocked on the yellow-yellow bamboo smog and thoughts.

In the long years, the old man secretly made countless piles of sales, even today, he is still not too optimistic about the boy. Some people really have a good life, so good enough to describe Hongfu Qitian, they will always continue to be good, until a certain life is not coming, the landslides are cracking, but they can be sobbed. But life is hard, it is still very difficult to take the lead, ups and downs, falling up, really want to go up how high, difficult, it is easy to be distanced by those days of pride, can only eat dust behind others' **** .

Chen Pingan is like the old man's eyelids, a weed beside the cropland, the wind and rain are crushed again and again, and there is a long stretch of gas. Maybe a dog can’t pee on the ground, but every time the spring breeze blows, the next New Year new ambience.

Therefore, Yang Laotou is willing to take advantage of the situation, may wish to put a note, bet on this originally least optimistic boy, small gambling and love, lose no bones, and win is an extra surprise.

If you have a good life, you have to work hard.

Hard life, more stamina.

However, Yang Laotou knows the trend of the general trend, the world of great struggles, the contending of a hundred schools, and the emergence of a group of heroes. It will be a "big year" that emerges from a genius.

On the road of practice, one step slower and slower, it is really hard for you to stand out from the crowd.

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Chen Pingan walked on the small street and said to himself: "Five, I am sorry, let you lose face. In the future, I will try my best to practice Yujiankou, and I will not be as ugly as I am today."

Chen Pingan is indeed awkward.

When others give goodwill to themselves, if he can't do something, Chen Ping will be conscience.

The green flying sword in the gas house jumped slightly, and it seemed that the mood was getting better. Forgive Chen Ping’s previous sneer and laugh.

Chen Pingqing couldn't help but smile, thinking that compared with the temperament of the first day, the same is the life of the flying sword, fifteen is actually much more gentle.

As a result, Chen Pingan just came up with such a thought. The sword embryo began to leave the old nest on the first day of the sword, and the river fell to the sea. It hurts that Chen will be safely picked up and stand in the same place.

Fifteen perceives the same, smashing out of the gas house, stalking all the way, flying through the heavy barriers, and finally came to the "home door" of the first day, hanging in the air, gently spinning, seems to be hesitant to visit.

Chen Pingan couldn’t move normally, so he had to move hard and sit on the steps of the street.

Probably attracted to the attention of Feijian fifteen, the sword embryo first let go of Chen Pingan.

The two stalks of the "successful people" are hovering outside the door of the Qifu Gate. They are like a confrontation with imposing manners, and they are like a hesitant meeting.

Chen Ping took advantage of this gap, and quickly sighed and took a break. He ran to the dragon lane, shouted the girl in Tsing Yi and the girl in the pink dress, and returned to the Luoshan Mountain.

I did not see fifteen in the first day.

Not happy.

Near Zhenzhu Mountain, during the first day of the first toss and beat Chen Pingan once again, so that Chen Pingan almost rolled over the ground, had to grit his teeth on the ground, sweating, almost will have two eyes and a black faint. Chen Pingan can only fight the fate of the 18-stop breath, because now breaks the big bottleneck between the six and seven, so that Chen Pingan can keep the point clear and clear during the tug-of-war process with the sword embryo, but for this reason The price paid is to clearly understand the great pain brought by all the shocks of the gods. This torture is no less than the pain of skinning.

Fifteen is so eager to move, but still does not leave the habitat, as if before making up his mind, temporarily intend to watch the fire across the bank.

When the first day of life was satisfied with the calm, Chen Ping’s whole person just got out of the water and walked around. He continued to hurry, walked and walked, and swayed, but even Chen Ping did not realize it. The boxing that was flowing through him was getting more and more honest.

Among the mountains, there was a ragged barefoot old man with a gaze in his eyes. Like a headless fly running around, stumbled and repeated, "Mr. Hey, my husband, my sister..."

In an instant, the mad old man looked bright and bright. After looking around, he did not rise up, and he did not take the wind, but took a deep breath, closed his eyes, carefully examined the trend of the mountain, and then stepped across Out, just went straight to a line of three people, the old man looked at the sweaty teenager, asked: "Are you calling Chen Pingan?"

Chen Pingan’s body was tight and nodded: “Yes, is the old gentleman looking for me?”

Tsing Yi’s child’s eyes are sluggish and his heart is gray.

Why, I left the town, I thought it was the sky high, the bird flew, and then walked on the deserted road in the mountains, they all began to punch their own fairy monsters?

The old man looked hot and hurried, and hurriedly asked: "I am Cui Wei... I am Cui Wei's grandfather, you are his husband now?"

Chen Ping stunned and became more cautious. "Yes."

The old man speaks very fast. "How is he doing now? Will he be bullied?"

Chen Ping thought about it and it was difficult to answer this question. Because of the young Guoshi Cui Wei, or Cui Dongshan who went to the Cliff College, it’s not so good. Chen Pingan is not willing to deceive the lonely old man who calls himself Cui Wei’s grandfather, but he does not dare to tell the truth. In the subconscious, Chen Pingan feels that the old man is very similar to the former Yangshan Mountain’s moving mountains, but the difference is only in The two are cultivated at a high or low level. As for the moving mountain, the old man is higher, but the old man is higher. Chen Ping’s road is too low, and he can’t see the depth.

The old man was just a frown, so Chen Ping and the two little guys felt a suffocating sense of oppression. The old man said coldly: "Although you are my grandson, I should respect you, but even the three realms are not pure. Wu Fu, how can I be a teacher of my grandson?! Later, my grandson has had trouble. If you are a gentleman, can you just do nothing? Look at the drama in the distance?! No, absolutely not!"

The old man’s eyes are as sharp as a knife, and he is staring at Chen Pingan. “Take me to a place that you think is safe, I will help you!”

Not waiting for Chen to nod his head and shake his head, the old man stood on the side of Chen Ping’s side, and the five fingers hooked Chen’s shoulder. “Come on! Don’t wait for me, I will wake up at most, don’t waste time!”

Chen Pingan is confused.

However, the old man casually grasped his shoulders. Not only did Chen Ping’s peace and pains linger, but even the first and fifteen flying swords creaked and screamed. After all, they are able to exert their power and are related to Chen Ping’s realm of cultivation. Therefore, it is impossible to go out and block the old man’s aggressiveness.

Tsing Yi children and pink skirt girls do not dare to move, not wanting, but not.

According to legend, the pure Wufu who climbed to the top of the world, for example, the mountainous environment of the ninth state, the momentum is condensed, and the outside is like a sword, and it is unstoppable. Just a sigh of anger, it can shatter the feats of the enemy, whether it is in the rivers and lakes. In the sand, it is not uncommon.

The old man yelled: "Quickly say! Grinding again, the old man will control whether you are the grandson of your grandson, interrupting your hands and feet!"

Chen Pingan’s eyes are determined, his teeth are lucky, he is ready to fight for a fight, and he is fighting for his own life.

The old man looked at it, laughed, let go of the teenager's shoulder, stepped back, and laughed loudly: "Little baby, a little doorway, not bad, it's a good thing! It falls in the hands of other **** martial arts masters, and then I am trying to sculpt you, you can't make a big climate, but I am different!"

Wei Wei was in white, floating on the mountain road. After a moment of silence, he smiled at Chen Pingan: "You may take the old gentleman to the bamboo building. If you promise, I will lead the way."

The old man looked at Wei Wei. "Oh, I haven't seen such a dog-like mountain **** for a long time. It's fun and interesting. When the old man recovers some strength, he has the opportunity to find and discuss."

Wei Wei smiled and said: "The old gentleman will not look for me to discuss, and I will polish the martial arts realm of your grandson. It is estimated to be busy enough."

The old man was full of scorn and smile. "There is no nonsense. Take me to Chen’s site. It’s called Luoshan. I know there is a place to sharpen the knife and lead the way!”

Wei Wei was not angry with the old man. He smiled and nodded. He made a snap and the landscape was reversed. The group of people appeared in the Luoshan Bamboo House.

Chen Ping looked at Wei Wei, who nodded gently.

The old man grabbed his shoulder and leaped to the second floor. He took Chen Ping’s door and entered the door. The old man raised his brow and smiled happily. “Good place, really a good place! At least one day can be awake. When I put the hour, I really didn’t lose to the hole in the sky. It’s a bit of a sigh of my family.”

The old man stepped back a few steps. "Chen Ping, can you suffer?"

Chen Ping, who was inexplicable from beginning to end, nodded subconsciously: "Can eat."

The old man asked again: "Is it hard to eat or not?"

Chen Pingan did not dare to answer this question.

The old man was a little unhappy and shouted: "Like a little girl, it will do. If it doesn't work, it won't work. How big is it! It's too uncomfortable. For others, the old man is really unwilling to serve!"

Chen Pingan silently told himself that the old man’s brain was not very good, and he didn’t have to worry about it. He said it was.

The old man stepped forward one foot and put out a quaint boxing that hangs forward with a fist and slams into the chest. It is simple, but it becomes amazing in an instant.

The old man said: "If you eat hard, you will be a good person. I will be a warrior. I want to go up. Before going to the top, I have to go to be a wild dog on the side of the road to eat and live! Tell me, If you want to live alive and be alive, you must fight with Heaven and Earth! Fight with the shit! Fight with your peers! Finally, fight with yourself! Fight for that!"

"When this breath is spit out, it is necessary to change the color of the heavens and the earth! Call the gods to smash the head, and call all the martial arts in the world, and think that you are heaven!"

At this moment, the image is clearly better than the white-haired old man, the momentum is magnificent, the spirit is full, unparalleled!

The old man seems to be plainly telling the teenager a truth.

The people in front of us, the world is invincible!