In the martial arts field, the children once again squatted on the ground, all the nose and face swollen, and the snoring of the beginning of the school, certainly not comfortable. When you are suffering, you will have a good time. When you have a good time, you will have to suffer.

Since he was born in the Great Wall of Jianqi, he entered this escaping palace and learned the fists and martial arts. He had to adapt to the hardships and learn a skill.

Not all the hardships under the sun can be bitter. The martial arts of pure Wufu can only be taken from the bitterness.

A savage adult in the robes of the green shirts, still calm and relaxed, said: "Hot two musks."

Chen Ping sat cross-legged, hands folded, palms up, began to close his eyes and raise his spirits. All the children struggled to get up and form a circle. They sat in the same position as the young invisible officials, closed their eyes and slowly adjusted their breathing.

Chen Pingan opened his eyes and commented on each person's punches. Both good and bad said that they would not be because Jiang Rong was born like a street tyrant. The martial arts roots are the heaviest, and they are particularly favored. Which punches are exhausted. That’s right. It won't be because the congenital body of Zhang Qiang is the weakest, and the slowest learning of the boxing is a cold point for Zhang Wei. Which punch is good, praise it. Not to mention that Sun Yu and the fake boy of Yuxi Street are little girls, and they have deliberately lightened their fists.

All in all, Chen Pingan wants all children to firmly remember one truth. The fist is in the moment, purely Wufu, must first be an enemy of himself.

Those who learn to be the first to be a man, to preach and teach, whether or not they have the name of Mr. Master, need to teach people first. It is not empty to teach people, even a local school teacher, may bow down with the rich family. A sly word, a squinting, sneer at the poor child, and then being silently seen in the eyes of the children, remembered in the heart, the result of killing thousands of sages in the book.

Everything in the book is justified. Everyone is Mr. Master.

Chen Ping is no longer speaking.

According to the rules, it is the turn of the children to ask questions.

The child named Xu Gong in Yimeng Lane first asked: "Mr. Chen, the fist is a line, it is definitely the fastest. If you practice walking piles, it is for tough bones and tempering, but why there are so many Boxing?"

Chen Pingan raised his hand and handed it out. He suddenly punched and suddenly hovered. "Xu Gong, you mean to say that the fist is in a straight line, the fastest enemy, right?"

Xu Gong has some doubts about himself.

Jiang even smiled and said: "A fist will fall."

Who is the most savage official in the Great Wall of Jianqi? "Would you be able to pour the nickname of the two treasurers with a punch?"

As for why the confession of the wild world is so hot, it must be that the woman sword repair is not as good as Yu Yufu.

However, Jiang Yun suddenly remembered the scene where Yu Yufu was held down his head and slammed into the wall, lamenting that he might be the second treasurer.

Xu Gong looked flustered. He didn't mean this. He didn't dare to be disrespectful to Mr. Chen. He didn't dare, but he didn't want to.

In Xu Gong’s mind, Mr. Chen’s image is universal and flawless. The children chatted with two good friends in private and admired them. So before Guo Zhujiu was talking over there, she counted the three of them most firmly.

Xu Gong, who was born in Yimeng Lane, knew that he was not a child of Jiang Jun. Since he did not have the talent and life experience of Jiang Yun, he and Zhang Hao and Tang Jia’s three good friends often secretly practice walking piles at night. It is often possible to encounter the fake child. It’s just too late, these guys have been hardworking and almost hurt their physical strength.

Chen Pingan always keeps the punching position, then raises his left hand to use the right arm as a road, pointing fingers, starting from the right fist, wrist, arm, shoulder, back to the back, waist, will be everywhere The acupoints are pointed out, explaining in detail the purely airflow that the straight line is handing out, turning to the “road”. Every rib, every bone, and every muscle change is negligible, and the children are screaming. During this period, in conjunction with the change of the boxing arm, all the moves of the front elbow, the elbow, and the shoulder are dismantled, and the mystery, how to exert force, and why force, all have a detailed explanation. Explanation.

After Chen Ping’s fist, his hands were on his knees and he smiled. “So, the boxing is the next, the boxing is in the middle, and the boxing is in the sky.”

Jiang even broke through the sky without fragile, frowning: "The fist is the most important? But I think that the boxing fist must come from the boxing, it is very important."

Chen Pingan smiled and raised a fist. The wrist twisted and turned into a fist. The palm of the hand was not too far away from the ground. It landed in an instant and quickly shot the ground of the battlefield.

The earth shakes, all the children are bounced at the same time, the height from the ground is different, and the figure is seven and eight.

Then it seems to be defeated in general, landing on the ground, one by one, the breathing is not smooth, only feels almost suffocating, the back is curved, no one can straighten the waist.

"The boxing is the next, just to say the position, a certain order, not to say that it is not important. On the contrary, all the boxing methods are from the low point, and the layers of the boxing are high, and finally we can make our boxing method high."

Chen Ping collected the invisible boxing true meaning, and all the children immediately relieved. Chen Pingan said to Yuan Jianhua and Zhang Wei: "Study in boxing should always be careful and be careful everywhere. This is the so-called master of the boxing. The apprentice should pay attention. Yuan Jianhua, Zhang Wei, Fang Cai, you both did a good job, indicating that when you are resting, you are also practicing piles, although the ground is not low, but the seat is the most stable. Although Jiang is the lowest from the ground, sitting posture is scattered."

Jiang Yan turned a blind eye, and Laozi had long been accustomed to the sultry officials of the Dog Day.

Zhang Hao, who is awkward, is excited.

The tomboy is strong and closes his lips. After learning to punch, the little girl changed a lot. In the past few years, in the Great Wall of Jianqi, she met with the second treasurer who had not yet become a hidden official. She was a little girl of the child king, and her character was actually much more cheerful.

Chen Ping’s eyes swept over the crowd, his body leaned forward slightly, and everyone said slowly: “It’s not just a simple exercise in the martial arts field, breathing, pace, diet, and occasional birds, you may start I feel very tired, but I am used to being a natural person. I have a small world, and there are countless treasures. All of them are your own. In addition to the need to live with each other in the future, no one can take it."

Chen Pingan said: "The question is coming. When you have a high boxing, once you decide to make a punch, you have to be separated from the people and win the game. How?"

Jiangyun loudly said: "A fist is down!"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Your boy hasn't played yet?"

Jiang Yan arms around his chest, a serious way: "Hidden officials, this time is not to say anything to play jokes, Wufu punches, you have to have the first posture of the world, anyway, the martial arts realm I pursue, is the enemy of me I will be out of the box and the other party will be scared to death."

Chen Pingan laughed and got up. "Oh, then I will teach you. I was told by you that I really remembered a boxing punch. I was confronted with the six realms at the time. You are now using the three borders." My seven realms are all different, don't say I bully you."

Jiang even got up immediately.

Chen Ping pointed out that the theater was leaning against the wall. "You must go to the corner of the corner and stand."

Jiang Yun swayed and walked over, facing the crowd, the child was actually grinning, and wanted to give himself a big mouth, only to silently tell himself that the loser does not lose, the loser does not lose face.

Chen Pingan went to the other side of the military field and suddenly changed his mind. "Everyone is going together, standing side by side, not leaning against the wall, three steps away from the wall."

These children will not follow the rules of the future, only to encounter enemies with a real or only one level.

Whether you are good or not, you can help the children to fight a little bit and rub the martial arts step by step, but there is no such good thing on the road. No one wants to be a whetstone, mostly thinking about stepping on the stepping stones, stepping into the sky and going to the foothills.

From the peak of the three realms to the seven realms, what is the momentum, the boxing and the spirit of the gods, Chen Pingan once demonstrated them for them.

In the eight borders, the nine borders and the tenths of the boxing, Bai Hao also personally practiced.

Only the children inside Jiang Jun feel that they have fallen from the tenth to the nine whites. The current realm is higher, but only the vague meaning of the boxing is always a young veteran. More fascinating.

It’s just a previous performance, it’s really just a drill, and the kids are just watching.

Today, Chen Ping wants to let the children stand with themselves.

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In the position of the enemy, feel the punch in person.

At that time in Luzhou Luzhou, the predecessor Gu You, stopped the way.

I have asked for a fist.

There was no sign of punching, and there was no preparation for the punch. Gu You’s sudden punch and stunned, and Chen Ping was almost ready to wait.

After Chen Ping’s stop, he calmed down and stunned, no one in front of him.

Jiang Jun, who is far away from Chen Ping’s, has a fine sweat on his forehead. He subconsciously reminds everyone: “We’re all standing up, no one can go back, no one should hang on the wall, even if they scare their pants, Stand still!"

The little girl from the Yuxi Street, Sun Wei, said: "I am afraid now."

Sun Wei was originally the same child as Jiang Jun. She was the child who did not want to learn boxing because she had a younger sister named Sun Zao, who was Jian Xiu.

Yuan made a low voice: "Then you will be alone, don't think about anything!"

Chen Pingan did not worry about punching.

This is even more frustrating for those who stand under the wall. Since the sickle is sooner or later, it is better to give a good time, it is worse than the other side to slowly sharpen the knife to scare people.

A Liang said: "Guo Zhujiu, your master is teaching people to punch, in fact, he is also practicing boxing, by the way, it is a good habit. It is a doctrine in the snail shell, not all of them."

Chen Ping’s previous practice of boxing was too complicated, and he needed to take this opportunity to reflect on it and cast a furnace. Or occasionally don't want anything, just sleep with the average person as a rest, come here to be quiet. Teaching boxing, practicing boxing, and repairing the heart, the trip to the cold-stricken palace every three and a half, seems to be one thing, in fact, is doing three things.

For the swordsmanship of the Great Wall, the Wufu embryos are taught to punch, and more importantly, try to give all children a relatively safe way of practice. For a veteran who is responsible for the trend of the war, it is a real The real distraction. In the end, the result is still no loss.

Guo Zhuji took off the book box and left it at the foot early, and then he continued to imitate the master's fist. From the beginning to the end, he did not idle. He heard the words of the seniors of Aliang, and stood up and said: "Master is so knowledgeable. I am learning the same."

Bai Hao stood by and said softly: "My grandfather is going to punch this, and it is estimated that many children will collapse on the spot."

A Liang smiled and said: "It is a good thing to be able to really know where the boxing is."

At that time, Gu You’s predecessor, as the ancestor of Lushan’s boxing spectator, saw his own pure Wufu from Bezhou, just as the martial arts foundation was on the Lushan boxing, and Gu You’s handed out Jiujing’s peak in the tenth place. fist.

Chen Pingan stepped out and was silent.

In six steps, the piles are going forward. In the blink of an eye, if the thunder and the thunder are running, the whole performance of the martial arts field will start to vibrate, and all directions are full of boxing.

Sun Hao hoped to use the pile to resist the fearful child. After the vibration of the martial arts field, he was immediately beaten back to the original shape, the pile was unstable, the mood was more chaotic, and the face was full of horror.

After feeling the cover of the sun, Jiang Jun lightly sighed and stepped on the foot. He opened the boxing ring and resisted the boxing of the world with his own boxing. Seeing his side, Sun Hao is about to fall to the ground. Jiang even bites his teeth, moves backwards, and his face is full of pain, still in front of Sun Hao. After all, it’s a little girl, and he’s a big man.

Xu Gong and Yuan Zaihua almost shouted at the same time: "Six steps to go!"

All the children have a heart and soul, and they do not retreat at the same time.

Hurricane paving, fists to press.

Where is it that they want to retreat into progress, at most two steps, everyone will retreat.

That Sun Hao did not know how to give birth to a little courage, actually turned around in front of Jiang Yun, choose to face that punch.

After the moment.

Together with Jiang Yun, everyone is leaning against the wall, all face pale, sweaty, and some weak children have already fallen to the ground by the wall.

Chen Pingan stood in the center of the martial arts field. After one hand, he put a fist in the abdomen and vomited a sigh.

Quickly turned his head and wiped the blood flowing from his nose. He used the current body to hand out this shape like a fist, even if it was only a half punch, it was still not easy.

Chen Pingan turned his head and smiled: "Get up, train today to stop here."

All children have not returned to God, and some are sluggish.

Chen Pingan was silent for a moment and suddenly laughed: "After this punch, I have to say that I have chosen the eyes of the martial arts seeds. It is really good. You will walk the rivers and lakes one day, and meet the martial arts of your peers. You can say, yours. The person who teaches boxing is the sword of the Great Wall, the Wufu white refining cream, the person who feeds the boxing, is the **** of the world, and the person who is watching the boxing, has a swordsman Aliang."

With the white cricket, Chen Pingan and Aliang took Guo Zhujiu, and the three walked away from the cold palace.

A Liang said: "Bamboo wine, the person who mentioned the master of the boxing before, only said me, forgot you, hurt not sad?"

Guo Zhu wine looked puzzled: "Master said, you didn't hear the seniors of Aliang?"

A Liang snorted. "How can I not hear?"

Guo Zhu wine is a serious saying: "I am in my own heart, said for Master."

Aliang sighed: "Bamboo wine, your sword heart, great."

Chen Pingan laughed and said: "Aliang, then the sword is 18 stops? Can you teach me this disciple?"

Aliang reluctantly said: "I said earlier that I want to teach, bamboo wine is not rare."

A Liang licked his hair. "But the bamboo wine said that my appearance and the boxing method are good. When I say this kind of heartfelt words, it is worthy of Uncle Aliang's dead skin to teach this school, but no hurry, I will go back to Guofu as a guest."

Guo Zhujiu and Chen Pingyi looked at each other and smiled at each other.

Master, you know.

Master, I understand.

Guo Zhu wine did not dare to stay for a long time, today is still sneaking out of the wall, have to go home.

After saying goodbye to Master and Aliang's predecessors, the little girl carried a mountain stick and carried a small bamboo box and flew all the way.

Aliang and Chen Pingan went to the wine shop in the stack.

Aliang asked: "After the death of Tao Jianxian, is it more than the gods who exchanged the magical powers?"

Chen Pingan did not have a Tibetan Mastiff and said, "I also took some of it."

Wine shop, sitting in the village, all the safety of Chen’s money earned from the alcoholic gambler in the Great Wall of the sword in the past few years, plus the income of the seals and folding fans sold through the shop, there is no snow money left. All of them were given to the Great Wall of Jianqi in the name of Jianxian Tao. Of course, it’s not that Tao wants Chen to do this, but Chen Ping’s plan is like this.

This is why Tao is willing to entrust the latter to the young invisible officer.

If you want to get into the eyes of a sword fairy, you can never rely on how much money you earn and how many beautiful words you have said.

Aliang asked again: "There are so many gods, it’s not a small amount. You just put it on the table in the yard, let the sword repair yourself, can you rest assured? Staring over there?"

The war has come to an end for a while, and the sword is a top priority. The world’s sword repairs the money, which is notoriously unreasonable.

This is also why the Great Wall of Swords has so many swordsmen who are ashamed of it.

The higher the rank of the flying sword, and the higher the level of the sword repair, in addition to the few giant valves in Taixiang Street, no one dares to say that they are too much money.

Only when you are not practicing, Jian Jian will have a few free cash on hand, and he is free to drink and bet.

Therefore, most of the sword repairs, go to Tao's house to withdraw money, only take the money that is lacking at the moment, but it is also bound to have some sword repair, secretly take more **** money.

Chen Ping shook his head and said: "No one is staring over there. Tao doesn't care about this, I don't care. It's not a business, not too much."

Aliang nodded: "It should be so thought, easier."

Chen Pingan took off the white jade scorpion that was not worried.

Aliang took over and immersed himself in it, then laughed aloud. "A good old man, I even cheated on it."

Chen Pingan was even too lazy to speak with his heart, and said directly: "Before and from the real scene, the battle was taken and killed. By this scorpion, the war was reversed. Otherwise, I was not a sword repairer at the time, and I could not win."

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The white jade scorpion has been opened forbidden, and Aliang naturally has a clear view.

Chen Pingan said: "The passage of time and water is completely opposite to many caves. It is about the year of the world in January."

The white jade scorpion is an extremely eccentric cave, and its territory is not large. It can accommodate more than 100 people. The aura is also general. It is not a feng shui treasure. Accurately speaking, it is not suitable for people practicing Taoism.

Aliang sighed: "The old show is well-intentioned."

The old show is a painstaking effort for the disciple Qi Jingchun.

Taking refuge here, as a study, it is enough. You can study with peace of mind. After hundreds of years, the world is discolored. Maybe the next time you return to the world, it is another scene.

The earliest original intention of the old show is that it is likely to be dragged into the wilderness to attack the Great Wall of the Sword. Confucianism opened up the fifth world channel, and created a vast new world, and replaced a larger chessboard. There are more sites, and the position of the disciple Qi Jingchun is more than hope.

When the old man left Gong Delin, he might have made plans. Willing to use the development of a world of merits, in exchange for Qi Jingchun this disciple in the human cone.

Chen Pingan said slowly: "Mr. is such a gentleman, then I am now treating my own disciples and students, how dare to deal with them. Mao Shixi once said that the most fascinating thing in the world is to teach and teach. People. Because you never know which words you have, you will let a student keep in mind for a lifetime."

Aliang handed the white jade to Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan is no longer in the hair.

Eight small characters, words of gentleman, Wen Qiruyu.

A Liang clasped her head in her hands, basking in the sun.

A young man on the sidelines, a robes in a green shirt, a white jade in his head, a pair of thousand-layer bottom shoes on his feet, and a sword hanging on his waist.

Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Aliang, is it two consecutive frames, was injured?"

Aliang went out of town twice, the first time it was okay, even if it was the swordsman who was sitting in the town, he saw it.

But the second time I returned to the battlefield, one of the thrones of the throne took the shot and isolated the world.

Chen Pingqing is inevitably worried.

Unexpectedly, Aliang shook his head and said: "Nothing hurts. It just shows some of the skills of the bottom of the box. The next time you go to the battlefield, you will be targeted. Just like the life of your two flying swords, the outsiders don't know. It is the key winner and loser. I know, it will be difficult to work next time. After all, it is not drifting in the vast world, always encountering raw faces, the battlefield of the Great Wall, saying that it is big, small and small, I With those big demons are old acquaintances, the approximate number of roads, knowing the truth. We are also competing with the whole wild world, the problem is that the other side is not lacking the magic weapon, even if they do not own, borrow and borrow Come."

Chen Pingan was surprised: "Isn't this hurting?"

Aliang smiled and said: "Give you a hand? After you have seen it, you know why I can retreat."

Chen Ping looked around, "Is on the street."

A Liang blames: "No one is in the air, and the two eyes are blind, and what do you mean by one hand?"

Chen Ping nodded and said: "If you dare to display, I will dare to learn."

A Liang stopped his body and gently rolled the ground with his toes.

When Chen Ping’s peace is unknown, he will stop and wait and see.

Suddenly not far from the second floor of a restaurant, someone shouted and snarled: "Dog day, pay back! I have seen people sitting in Zhuangkeng, I have never seen you sitting in the village to lose money and run the road!"

For a time, the alcoholic people shouted loudly, the chopsticks knocked on the bowl, the palms patted the table, and the buzzing sounds.

Chen Ping’s hands clasped his sleeves and looked like a small scene.

A Liang stretched his neck and said: "I don't pay back the money, it is to help you save money. If you save money, you will save the wine. You and his mother still have faces?"

The old sword was silent for a while.

Anxious, the old sword repair will spit on the dog's face.

I never thought that Aliang would be a little crappy.

At the toe, a golden word appeared, and then the words were connected in series to form a small circle, which appeared at the foot of Aliang.

All are saints.

Take the words of the Confucian sage to the first division.

Then there is the rationale of the Yin and Yang Avenue elaborated by the Taoist.

Since then, there have been Confucian classics about Heaven and Earth, followed by a larger lap, which is a different chapter verse that circulates around.

Five elements.

Twelve o'clock.

Twenty-four solar terms.

The basic knowledge of the seventy-two sages accompanying the temple.

A circle of gold characters, from the inside to the outside, stacked in layers, countless.

There are hundreds of philosophers in the three disciplines, a classic or a preface or a scroll of words. There are hundreds of poems, moral sages, famous military commanders, swordsmen, and heroes. .

Chen Pingan looked down, and the golden words appeared too fast, and each sentence contained too much meaning, so that even Chen Ping was stunned.

In an instant, the entire city was covered with dense gold letters.

Chen Pingan even saw a lot of beautiful sentences that he had engraved on the bamboo slips.

I saw many Buddhist scriptures and the words of the Legalists' classics, and saw the words of Li Xisheng's paintings on the walls of Zhulou.

Aliang’s mind was fretting, the vision disappeared, and he smiled: “It’s just a matter of learning. After all, no one can become another person, and there is no need for this. My Aliang is Aliang, Xiaoqi is Xiaoqi, you Chen Peace is Chen Pingan."

Chen Ping nodded.

A Liang then turned to look at the second floor. "Have you just licked?"

The old sword repaired a sincere face: "Aliang, do you want to drink, I treat you."

Aliang said on his mouth: "Where is your mother who treats me as a good person, am I the kind of person who owes money and drinks wine with people?!"

The eyes are staring at the old sword repair, and there is absolutely no intention to go.

"cant!"

The old sword repaired righteousness, one hand swayed hard, and a friend quickly threw a pot of wine. After being caught by the old sword, the old sword was changed to a two-handed jug, and the movement was soft and gently thrown out of the building. "Aliang's brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time, my brother is missing you. I am empty, I put a big table at the second shopkeeper's wine shop, drink enough!"

Chen Pingan and Bai Liang got a pot of wine after leaving Aliang.

On the other side of the restaurant, after the old sword was seated, he smiled and smiled. "The whole sword is the Great Wall. Who can collect debts like me, so that Aliang has put up such a big squad to hide debts? You, it is followed. So I won't save money today, who are you going to check out?"

Aliang walked on the road, drinking the pot of wine that the others had to stop sending, and suddenly said: "Is that big event, have you said it with Ning Shutou?"

Chen Ping nodded: "The reason is that she said to her at 1510, I think the closer I am, the more I should understand things."

Aliang smiled and said: "It’s no wonder that the Holy Pulse, you are not playing bachelor, there is no reason."

Chen Pingan smiled and did not answer.

When I arrived at the wine shop, the business was booming, far better than anywhere else. Even if there were a lot of wine tables, there was still no empty seat. I am sitting on the side of the road and drinking.

Aliang and Chen Pingyi were drinking on the side of the road, posing a bowl of noodles in front of them, a small dish of pickles.

Surrounded by noisy, the big and small drunks who came to drink at this shop were big-hearted and uneasy. It was estimated that they couldn’t be repeat customers, so they didn’t take Aliang and the young secret officials too seriously.

Aliang handed the wine bowl, caught a chopsticks dish, and made a sigh of spirits. It was really salty, and he quickly rolled up a large chopsticks.

Listening to some guys bragging about the food here, a lot of people who have just been drawn here to drink, over time, they feel that the taste of the wine is really good.

A Liang was boring, and now it is not a money for the children.

Chen Pingan holds the wine bowl with both hands, drinks a small mouth, and finishes a sip of wine, and looks at the bustling streets.

Come and go, stop and go, hurried.

People around you may leave tomorrow. Far away, you may return home tomorrow.

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