(Let everyone wait a long time~)

Chen Pingan waited quietly at the Yuque Inn, left the place where Jianhe Great Wall could not, and became more relaxed when he punched. He unwittingly finished the last eight thousand punches.

On this day, Chen Pingan stopped the last boxing pile and sat quietly at the table. He took out a green and lovely bamboo slip. Unlike other bamboo slips, he did not engrave a beautiful and beautiful poem, but Chen Ping’s calculation. Props, when 100,000 punches, 200,000, 500,000, are engraved with a rough process.

Chen Ping’s fingers stretched out and scrutinized the upper ones. Occasionally, there were counts of thousands of punches and even hundreds of punches. At those times, it was often the most irritating period of Chen’s peace, such as the rundown. After the ancient temple and Mr. Qi respectively, such as the early days after the catastrophe in Guihua Island, and so on, there are still many unknown moments. In short, when the heart is not quiet, the boxing is even more, even if there are more punches, Chen Pingdu Not counted in the one million boxing.

In this way, a million punches.

Plain and faint, four borders are still four, Chen Pingan is still Chen Ping.

Chen Ping put away the bamboo slips. The old man even if he had returned to the field, he chose a brand new Qingshen Shanzhu, and planned to put a million punches on it.

The sunlight outside the window slid into the house, like a group of children who didn't like to laugh, tired, and then they lazily squatted on the table, the ground, the shoulders of the teenager.

Chen Pingan quietly sat in the same place, thinking nothing, or thinking about something but not remembering, it is also very good.

A familiar knock on the door sounded, Chen Pingan immediately returned to God, this time did not ask who, the janitor Jianxian everything, Chen Pingan remember very clearly, speak stressed, face look, sword spirit, turn over Go, Chen Ping’s memory is profound, even if it is the insignificant details of knocking on the door, Chen Pingan has not let go, go out and be careful to sail for thousands of years. The importance of this caution is not inferior to the boxing.

Chen Ping did not ask who was this. She got up and opened the door. It was the sword fairy who liked to sleep. He entered the house and placed a soft golden rope on the table. He smiled and said: The demon to be made, the veritable magic weapon, I found a high-ranking person from the Taoist school of the Taoist school. He intercepted the two lengths of the thumb and symbolized as a reward. In fact, he made this. The cost of the heavens and earth treasures is definitely much more than this loss. The three moirés that are carefully peeled off from a blue-and-white chapter are not worse than the two. The reason why these are not With your invitation, there is one thing to say, in the final analysis, or the face of Ning Shuo, these are extremely difficult."

Chen Pingan has never been seated, and he is holding hands and holding a fist: "Thank you for the swordsman predecessors."

The man who still put the sword on the top of the pile of horses puts his hand and points to the golden bondage. "After the rough refining, the mind is attentive, the five-landed demon family is hard to escape, but only facing Jin Danyuan. Infant two environments, can not support for how long, but under the Golden Dan, it may not be able to break free. The reason why the demon is spread to the world, especially the high-profile bondage, the most loved by the spirits of the four sides, it is Similar to the Dragon King, a tactic of enemies, is a superior weapon that can be called 'a fresh trick, eat all over the world'."

The man suddenly found Chen Ping’s face strange and asked: “What’s wrong?”

Chen Pingan said: "I don't know how to refine the magic weapon."

The man laughed and said: "Chen Pingan, are you telling a joke, or do you think I am fooling? You only have two flying swords in the sword, if not refining and perfecting..."

The man is not the swordsman of the Great Wall of the Great Wall. His face is dignified. He looks at Chen’s waist and raises his sword. He nods and no longer cares about this matter. He even has no problem. He straightforwardly said: “That’s my biography. You can refine the magic of the magic weapon, rest assured, do not have to bear my feelings, this door is on the side of the Jiancheng Great Wall is the goods of the rotten street, you should buy one get one free, and use this to refine the utensils, the benefits It is easy to get started. The downside is that this mouth is refining and turning into a virtual bond. Once you are forcibly taken away by the immortals, it is easy to cut off the prohibition that you placed, and it will become a bag of others."

The man smiled and said: "So, in the future, I will encounter the high-powered demon in the world. If you don't have to, you can run and run. Just don't take it out, don't think about relying on it to retreat, so you don't have to be a treasure boy. I can't wait too much. I will pass on your mouth and some precautions with your heart. If you can't remember it, I can say it twice."

Chen Ping nodded, above the heart of the lake, 涟漪 漾 漾 漾 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑 剑

Sword Xian asked: "Remember a few?"

Chen Pingan honestly said: "I have written down, but I ask the Swordsman to repeat it again."

Jian Xian smiled and said: "Your boy is not rude."

Jianxian did not feel any trouble in this regard. Instead, he was somewhat appreciative of Chen Ping’s straightforwardness. He said it again and again. Compared with the first time, he also talked about his own experience. Naturally, he is extremely high-minded. Chen Ping’s current affirmation can’t be realized, and he can only memorize it.

The man was not a drag-and-drop man. When he finished his mouth, he got up and left. Just before he left the house, he said to Chen Pingan: "The generation of Ning Shutou is very good. It is so good that all the old man can dream and laugh. And not three or five or a dozen, it is more than 30 people, so the world will certainly not sit still, and won the young big demon, the name is big, not necessarily the strongest in a hundred years Genius, the Great Wall of Swords has ushered in a big vintage of the millennium. After hundreds of years of offensives by the Yaozu, I found that it is very strange, that is, even if it is a minor genius, it’s like a nurturing genius. It’s very unreasonable to hide one by one, so I’m a little worried. I always feel that there is a big deal in the wild, and the thirteenth battle is just a prelude.”

Seeing Chen Pingan listened seriously, the man ridiculed himself: "It doesn't seem to be useful to tell you this. You have heard it."

Chen Pingan insisted on sending the predecessor Jianxian to the door of the 鹳que Inn, and went to the alley outside the inn. Jianxian said helplessly: "I just said that you are welcome, now I am polite, then I will be welcome. ""

Jianxian turned into a rainbow of light, and went to the foot of Lonely Mountain.

Chen Pingan had some headaches. Sure enough, a few guests were facing each other. The young shopkeeper stood behind the counter. He was arguing with an abacus. It seemed to be careless. In fact, his mouth was smiling.

The guest of the inn is extraordinary, it is definitely not a bad thing, it is very beautiful, it can be long-faced.

When Chen Pingan walked back to the inn, the few mountain gods who were no longer outstanding in the overhanging mountains would not stay in a small 鹳 客栈 Inn. Even if the inn lobby is spacious enough, those people are still subconsciously giving up. the way. Chen Pingan had to pretend that he had not seen anything. He returned to the house and began to rely on the swordsmanship of the sword to refine his demon. Like a character, he still couldn’t control this magic weapon for a long time. Everything was only in the pure Wufu. The gas is "a bang".

The gas is strong and strong.

However, unlike the production of a symbol, for Chen Ping, who has broken the Changsheng Bridge, the use of the enchantment is even more difficult. Fortunately, after being in the fourth position, the ventilation is more concealed and rapid, and the old and the new alternate. Faster than the previous three realms, so the use of the enchanting shackles can be targeted at the three sects of Dongfu, Guanhai and Longmen in the middle five, as the killer at the bottom of the pressure box, unexpectedly, after escaping the opponent, and then in the shortest time Give the enemy the biggest punch.

Of course, the enchantment is useful for all the savvy, but it is better for the demon.

This is a demon, if you can match a few suits that suit the local conditions and vary from person to person, plus the boxing method to kill the enemy, Chen Pingan feels that the bottom is full.

Chen Pingan spent a full three hours, only a little bit of refining and demonizing the demon. When he was done, he was already sweating. Fortunately, there was a trial and error in the house, and there were many troubles.

After Chen Ping took off the sword, put it on the table, and stared at it.

Regarding the battle of the thirteenth, Ning Yao said that there is no evasion.

It’s just that Ning Yao is willing to be careful, and the clouds are light.

Chen Pingan listened to her and said that she didn't dare to ask more questions. She still had to listen to a story that was full of sorrow.

Even Ning Yao will tell him in person, "I am very sad, but I am killing the enemy and revenge. I don't think much, you don't have to think too much."

When I finished these words, Ning Yao looked up and drank the wine, and gently covered her heart with one hand.

In Chen Ping's heart, Ning Yao's edge, at that moment, is far more straightforward than seeing her sword for the first time.

The only thing that can be compared is the township in his hometown. Ning Yao’s fingers are close together, and they are close to the eyebrows. If they open their eyes, they threaten to start the world of Zhuzhu Dongtian. A trace of golden yellow seeps out, almost to sacrifice her life. sword.

Therefore, Chen Pingan decided to practice the sword.

To become a big sword fairy.

One day, he will be lettering on the southern city of the Great Wall of the Sword.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath and took up the sword, not at the waist. Recently, Chen Ping did not drink alcohol.

Since he decided to practice the sword, and already had a "False Sword", and behind him was carrying a "long gas" that the old sword fairy temporarily loaned to him, Chen Ping began to seriously consider the matter, even compared to the original decision. It is necessary to practice one million punches, "Yushan Boxing" to go to the pile, but also to be serious.

Chen Ping stood up, closed his eyes and paced slowly around the table.

The sword is repaired with swords, and the swordsmen of the rivers and lakes also use swords, but the two are high and low, and the world is different.

At the beginning, she took away the wind and snow temple of the donkey, Wei Jin, and the jade sword, but the sword was graceful. Even now, Chen Ping’s memory is still fresh.

And the old people of the Qingshui national swords and holy Songs who have won the country's rivers and lakes, and the colorful swordsmen who died in the hands of the horses and the hands of the swords, the swordsmanship is higher, the rivers and lakes are bigger, facing the mountain practicing spirits, Especially Jian Xiu, it is really difficult to compete.

Before the reason why Chen Pingan wanted to go to Jialuzhou, it was because he heard that the Jianghu swordsman of Jialuzhou, the swordsmanship, is higher than Baojuan, and is much higher. There, the swordsman is like a cloud. Even if they are pure waffles under the mountain, they can be as good as a gentleman.

If you want to become a sword fairy, you need to be a sword repairer. You must have a long-lived bridge. The old ones can't be repaired, and the repairs are limited. Then build a new one. How to start? Go to Tongyezhou to find the view of the East China Sea, and find a veteran who doesn't even know his name. Since the old man can be recited by the old swordsman, he wants to be a very old god, seeing and not seeing himself. Two said.

Chen Pingan rounded the table around the circle, and once he unknowingly took off the sword, he almost drunk, so the wine was fragrant, intoxicating, invisibly reminding Chen Pingan, hurry not to go back. Waist.

The old swordsman’s "long gas", after reaching Tongyezhou, can point out a general direction, so Chen Pingan chose to land in the central part of Tongyezhou, first determine the north and south, and then pursue it all the way.

At the time when Chen Pingan thought about the details of the trip to Tong Yezhou, a couple came to the hotel, saying that he was looking for Chen Pingan, and he was old-fashioned with the teenager.

Hanging up on the mountain, hurting people and dying, this rule is very useful, although there are many high-level secret laws, you can be lucky enough to cross the sea, but once it is found, even if it was a hundred years ago, the old case, the hanging mountain clerk, even the dragon dragon, Still will go out in person, so the overhanging mountain is always a rare peace and quiet.

The young shopkeeper led the couple to the corridor of Chen Ping’s house, pointing to the direction and not following.

The woman thanked him, the young shopkeeper smiled and said that he should, and then he left with confidence. It was just around the corner. The young man couldn’t help but look back. The couple, the looks are flat and the temperament is mild, but the young shopkeeper always feels Where is wrong, shaking his head, no longer thinking, Yanque Inn wants to regain the glory of his ancestors, has a long way to go, every day there are a lot of trivial things that need him to be dear.

Outside Chen Ping’s door, the man complained: “It’s not right to appear directly in the room of this kid. Why bother?”

The woman blinked and said: "Which can not say a few rituals, the prostitute is already like that, and there is another one. If I am still, when Chen Ping is a mud Bodhisattva, who can bully? How? Because of the temptation of niece Ok, if you find such a good child, you feel that everything is justified?"

The man screamed: "You see him the most pleasing to the eye! He looked for our baby niece, luck is not better? If there is a ancestral hall, it is not too much to burn a hundred high incense."

The woman is also a stubborn person. When she hears the man saying this, she stops the action of knocking on the door and decides to talk to her man. It is harder to clean up after talking into the house.

After all, Haoran’s world is not a sword-shouldered city that is accustomed to life and death. It’s overwhelming, and the words hurt people, especially the unintentional words, which are very heavy.

I am a man who is rough, does not like to pay attention to these, but she is a woman, where can not care.

The man hurriedly admits, "I will listen to you when you do."

The woman glanced at her man, who was helpless: "I know it is wrong."

The woman gently knocked on the door and asked softly: "Chen Pingan?"

The house was quiet and pacing, and the tension was too much. The forehead was sweating and immediately shouted: "Wait a minute, I will come out immediately."

After a while, the teenager opened the door.

I changed my clothes and wore that golden robe. Under the fairy, I would see it as a white robes.

Finally, I took off the straw shoes that have been changed for a long time, and put on a pair of new boots, which is also white.

The "long gas" that had been carried before was already resting on the table. There was no sword in the waist. It was the "Ginger Pot" of the jug. On the table, it was hidden by the teenager.

The woman and the man smiled at each other.

It seems that they are guessing their true identity.

The couple crossed the threshold and Chen Ping quietly closed the door and asked: "Do you want tea?"

After the woman was seated, she smiled and shook her head, then pointed to a stool and said, "Chen Pingan, you are also sitting. Before we were on the side of Jingjiang Pavilion, we and the couple were hiding their faces. It was a last resort. The Great Wall of Swords has its own rules, I hope you can understand."

Chen Pingan was sitting in the opposite side of the table, holding his fists on his knees and nodding his head.

The man squinted at the cautious young boy, the more he looked at it, the more unobtrusive, not chic, how to look at it is not worthy of his niece.

As a result, the man stepped on the woman's foot, and he had to look at the nose and nose and pay attention to the woman.

After the woman removed the blind eye method, the man did the same, and the two revealed their true feelings.

The woman is absolutely beautiful and the man is handsome.

Probably this is the real fairy monk.

There will be a daughter who is so moving.

The woman seems to introduce herself more in one fell swoop. "You should already know. I am the mother of Ning Yao. He is Ning Yao and she is very jealous. The two of us have already died in the south of the Great Wall, but the remnants. The soul is retained by the boss of the sword, although it is contrary to the swordsmanship of the Great Wall, but people are dead, still care about what to do, fight for killing in a lifetime, and to live for the last time, it should not be excessive, after all, At that time, Ning Yao was still small..."

When it comes to this, the woman can't say it anymore.

The man had to follow her words and went on. "Ning Yao left home for the first time. After returning, we knew that something went wrong..."

The woman coughed softly.

The man had to change the wording. "I knew you. At the time, our niece didn't even understand it. Later, I knew that you would help send the sword to the hanging mountain. When she has nothing to do, she will wait for you."

Alone, sitting on the dragon platform.

Seeing a man is uncomfortable in his heart.

The man hesitated for a moment, his face was not a bit sloppy, "Can you really disappoint Ning Yao? You should know that Ning Yao is very different from ordinary women, and it is the same in all aspects."

Although Chen Pingan is nervous and sweaty, it is still the right color: "I thought that the worst result is that Ning Yao will regret later and will like other people. If that person is better to her than to me, I I don’t see Ning Yao anymore. If Ning Yao always likes me, I will work hard. I will meet next time. It will not be like this again. It can only become her burden, no matter if she is in the north of the city, it is in the sword. On the city of the Great Wall, or on the battlefield in the south, I will be by her side and do my best to protect her."

Chen Pingan’s sweat blurs his gaze, and he wipes it quickly. He continues to say: “If it’s okay with snoring, it’s just two people getting along, so if you like someone, you might think she’s all good, but when I’m together, I’ll learn. I like her. This is the truth. I know it. When I was very young, my mother would argue, but I would never be in front of me. After the fight, I would be bored in the yard. But, the next day, the two will be fine. Although I always feel that my aunt is the best person in the world, but there are people who are really good under the sun, certainly not like this, but I I will try to know what is right or wrong, what is good and bad, and then leave the best to Ning Yao."

The man looked dull.

I will tell you the kid, I said?

Also, how old is Chen Ping, how can you understand these principles?

The woman raised her hand and wiped her eyes with her back. Then she smiled softly: "Chen Pingan, have you been suffering since childhood?"

Chen Pinghe hesitated, nodded, did not speak.

But forbearing, for a long time, Chen Pingan again wrinkled his face, the corners of his mouth pressed down, and trembled: "When the mother walked away, she died, I was too young, I can do it. There are too few things, and the mother is gone."

Going up the mountain to collect medicine, **** the family's things, cooking rice, picking water, boiling medicine, go to the fairy burial to secretly pray, put a bunch of wild fruits in the back, in the middle of the night for the mother to kiss the good back, ask her today is better No...

No use, no use.

It’s just that Chen Ping’s only said such a sentence and he stopped talking about it.

That is a conclusion that denies oneself.

Too young and too little.

The woman lowered her head and lifted her sleeves again.

The man sighed.

What is the strangeness of suffering, how strange the world is, what is it?

Anyone with a frustrated life, who lacks this?

The strange thing is that you have to eat the word, how to eat it.

If you are suffering, you can’t say it, you can’t say it.

The woman gently spit out a breath, looked up and squeezed a smile. "Chen Pingan, Ning Yao will give it to you afterwards. She has something wrong. You are a man. You must take more care."

Chen Pingwei said: "Are you going to leave? You are gone, what should Ning Yao do?"

The woman stood up and smiled. "Ning Yao knows it, I know it, so you don't have to worry about it. I am not the mother of Ning Yao, but she is good, but the girl you like Chen Ping. Really good."

Chen Pingan can only nod.

The woman turned her head and looked at the man who got up together. "Do you have something to say?"

The man nodded.

The woman is understanding: "Would I go outside waiting for you?"

The man snorted and the woman walked out of the house and stood at the corner of the corridor.

The man looked at the teenager and said: "Chen Ping!"

The man who had been cold and hot for Chen Ping had laughed, walked around the table, stretched out his wide palms, slammed it on the shoulders of the teenager, then put his hands up, stepped back, still holding his palms, and his palms facing Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping stunned for a moment, and quickly reached out and knocked on the palm of his hand.

The man held the juvenile's palm heavily. "Chen Ping, my daughter, Ning Yao! I will take care of you! Can you take care of it?"

Chen Pingan yelled loudly: "Death can also!"

The man let go of his hand and smiled: "Which is dead, you are all alive."

The man looked up and down at Chen Ping, and said with satisfaction: "Well, worthy of my daughter."

The man turned around and strode away. Chen Ping wanted to send it, but the man had raised his hand and signaled that Chen Ping did not have to follow.

The man never turned around and slowly walked to the door. He smiled and said: "The next time you arrive at the Great Wall of the Sword, let Ning Yao take you, and give us a tomb to drink a drink and report a peace."

After crossing the threshold, the man suddenly turned his head and smiled. "What happened to drinking, what kind of jug is hidden, and the most sturdy swordsman in the world loves to drink."

The man stretched out his fist, raised his thumb and pointed at himself. "Like your old man, me!"

Chen Pingan has always stood in the same place.

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At the ferry crossing on the Shangxiang Building, there will be a tug-of-war whale ferry to Tongyezhou.

Before going to the ferry, Chen Pingan went to the foot of the Liaofeng Mountain, because there was no hanging jade card hanging over the mountain. He just looked at the door far outside the fence and his lips moved slightly, as if talking to himself.

Sitting on the pile of horses, the sword-bearing man is still dozing off during the day, just muttering to himself and speaking three words. Compared with the first time, the word "near" has been changed to "far". .

The juvenile is near this door, that is, the sword is near.

The younger is far from the hanging mountain, that is, the sword is far away.

Today's Mud Lane alley, a white robes, carrying a long sword, no need to raise a sword at the waist, graceful.

Juvenile, thinking without evil, the most moving.