Sword of Coming Chapter 209

A Liang was also in a hurry, and went in a hurry. Chen Ping did not feel that Aliang gave a punch to the world. It was not the fierce person in his heart. Instead, he felt that such an Aliang was particularly handsome.

It's just that Chen Ping's peace is still a bit regrettable. So far, I have never seen Aliang's sword.

After Chen Ping's retraction of sight, he took off the sword that was named Jiang Jiang and gently drank the wine. He couldn't help but sigh: “After practicing a million, you should grasp the sword.”

Re-place the wine gourd, Chen Pingan is no longer so cautious, take a deep breath, smile, and actually practiced the sword furnace pile so generously.

The mighty sacred people passing through the town, the imperial wind volley, watching the wind on the day, walking on the sword, watching the tide rise and fall; Cui surnamed the old man's punch, the earth shake, the wind and snow temple Jianxian Weijin, people have not come to the sword first, the heavens and the earth shine brightly...

Some good things, if they are revealed to others, after envy, then go to school, as for learning to learn, and then try to say.

More simple things.

Waiting for a long time, plus the violent vibration before, causing the ups and downs of the ship to be upset, Chunshui is afraid of the accident on the observation deck, risking the evil feelings of the guests, passing through the study to the threshold, found that The monk who had made a good relationship with the Daegu Beiyue God had disappeared, and the spring water couldn't help but swear. This guy is really a ghost.

It was discovered that Chen Pingan was practicing, and Chun Shui quickly turned around silently, and when he returned to the main hall, he still had a light footstep.

It is a taboo for the mountains and the mountains to disturb the practice of a martial artist or a pure Wufu.

The retreat of the major martial arts in all continents will be the top priority of the entire sect. The smashing of the mountains in the mountains over the past 100 years ago has caused a great storm. A nine-nation retreat attempts to break through the ten realities. The "young" elders of the bottleneck, during the retreat, smashed the mountain for a moment, or said that the height of the road was one foot high, and the enemy was sneaked into the hill. The road was broken, and the life could only stay in Jindan, after that. For too long, the state of mind was so decadent that it collapsed completely. A former Shanmen predecessor, who had a good reputation, became extremely violent, savage and murdered the servant, and even turned a smug disciple watching the sea into a crippled, almost broken. Changsheng Bridge, the last one to add to his youthful eyes, is regarded as his own master, and he has to personally take it and detain him in the back hill.

Then, in the past 100 years, the master of the ancestors who had never gone down the mountain made a shocking decision. She went to the ancestral ancestral hall and took the sword of the originator of the mountain, and the sword went down the mountain, broke into the enemy's ancestral gate, opened the killing ring, and personally killed the blood. After that, I was seriously injured in the laughter and returned. After returning to Zongmen for less than a year, I suddenly passed away.

Regarding this matter, especially the revenge of the ancestors, is it worthwhile to fight the children of the mountain and only dare to discuss it privately, but the son of the grandfather of the ancestors, even if it is the Zongmen Xianjia outside the mountain, Appreciate the increase, I feel that there is a great demeanor for the ancestor of the mountain. After that, there are many goodwill actions on the mountain that has been removed from the word "Zong".

The horseman in charge of everything in the Tianzi room is a chubby old man with a jade finger of various colors. He needs to explain it to the guests in each room personally, and tell them the barge. It's not the same as the attack, but the squid's occasional naughty play, a hundred years of hardship.

As for the guests in the rest of the house, the mountain is not distracting to explain what is wasted.

The door opened in autumn, I heard that after Chen Ping's practice at the observation deck, the smiling little horseman would let the girl swear, and don't forget to go back.

Before the horseman standing at the door, his eyes crossed the slender shoulders of the girl in front of him, and looked at the more beautiful sister Chun Shui, standing at the table, even if it was positive, she could see the arc-shaped scenery of the girl-hip. The old man reluctantly put away his gaze and joked: "Autumn, you eat more, look at you thin, girls are too thin and not good, if it is reluctant to spend, nothing, Ma Laoge this little money is still there Although I am looking for me, I am polite with your brother, know?"

Qiu Shixiao Yingying promised to come down.

When she closed the door and sat next to her sister, she couldn't help but look at her eyes: "One old stick, give him a glance, and he crawled on the back of his hand. It's so sticky, really disgusting! Sister, I really want to punch his dog's eyes."

Chun Shui softly joked: "I look good, I don't want others to take a look at it. How old is your temper, do you really think of yourself as a fairy in the fairy sect? You don't know the autumn fairy, the ship. Is the Liu Xianzi in Huangqi Pavilion a secret friend? Can you help the slaves to introduce referrals?"

Qiu Shi blinked and screamed: "Sister, how can you make me laugh at me!"

Chun Shui suddenly said: "This Chen Gongzi of Dalong Longquan is a good speaker."

Qiu Shi is stunned by water, "Why, you really don't want to recommend your own pillow, or a fart kid, can you see it?"

Chun Shui reluctantly said: "What do you say?"

Qiu Shi said with a smile: "I know that I know that you like the Hanxian teacher who is playing the mountain. It is also true. The rumored disciple of the head is good-natured, and the people are good-looking. The key is to be sympathetic to everyone. Under the name of the 偌 偌 , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Chunshui leaned forward and unintentionally pressed a sharp curve on the edge of the table. She reached out and took a shot of her sister's forehead. "You are the second world. I am the second world. The two are not as good as the realm of others. People are in the world. Three years ago, it was the Dongfu situation. Maybe we are going back here. He is watching the sea."

Qiu Shi smiled and grabbed his sister's hand, learned the tone of the horseman's tone, and said that he was not serious about the rhetoric. "Hey, spring girl, this little hand is really white, it is a natural beauty, the fairy of others, the year to the top ten fingers. If you don't touch the spring water, you don't necessarily have to look good..."

Chun Shui was held by her sister, and she covered her mouth with a smile.

The mountain road is difficult, but there are always some happy things. For example, the two sisters are dependent on each other. They have lived in a largely peaceful life since childhood. In their leisure time, they can also secretly think about some people and things that are high above.

Chen Pingan had already walked to the threshold of the study room and the main hall. After seeing this scene, he did not want to disturb the warmth and quietly withdrew to the observation deck.

From beginning to end, there is no sound, and the sisters of the two regiments are not aware of it at all.

Chen Pingan practiced walking on the observation deck.

He set a goal for himself and practiced a million yuan. It is not a punch once, but a complete six-step pile.

If you want to be quick, even if you can't just say that you can wait for the day, if you can spend half a day, that is, about six hours a day, you can tirelessly practice walking, plus the number of times accumulated in the year of the big travel. There are probably two and a half years.

It can be so that Chen Pingan is turning to be slow, because the 18 stops that Aliang taught, after breaking the six-stop, are completely different from the first six stops, and then they are like rivers flowing, slow and honest, not tolerate Chen. Peaceful Hulai, and then want to speed up is not up to this statement, is the truth of many times in the book, Chen Pingan did not dare to be inappropriate.

So unsurprisingly, I am afraid that if I successfully reach the end of the mountain, I can't finish the goal of practicing a million.

This makes Chen Pingan somewhat helpless.

I was thinking about meeting next time, and I made a good thing.

Chen Pingan is now able to walk through the piles, and has been able to make a little sense of water. Even if he thinks about things in his heart, he will not delay the quenching of the boxing and the spirit of the gods.

Practice boxing like reading.

If you read a book and have a pen, if you have a god, the truth in the book is not a saint's teaching.

When Chen Ping was taking a break, he squatted on the railing, overlooking the sea of ​​clouds, and the setting sun was shining. The sea of ​​clouds was covered with a golden coat, and the golden light was spectacular, which made people feel relaxed and happy. Before the two girls introduced the house, the clouds in the eyes of Chen Ping's eyes were like big white cotton, and they were divided into two layers. The barges sailed there, as if the sky was not far away, it was very interesting.

Chen Pingan slowly recovered his sight. The building where he is located is the tallest. The rest of the buildings are short of a large section. On the observation deck of some buildings, they are still standing on the perimeter of the high-rise building. , within the tall sturdy railings, there will be more people walking, some of the children under the care of their elders, running around, it sent waves of laughter.

Then Chen Pingan saw a silhouette, to his current vision can clearly see the man behind the Messenger with a burden, under the burden, is a two-edged wooden sword, dressed in old robes, with wood hairpin hair do, that the young man slowly sideways, overlooking the land, out of hand at the shelter in facial features, look trance.

Although there are invisible boundaries on the tactical deployment of asylum Kun fish spine, fence emitting a faint ripples subtle, they may still have a breeze blowing, not look young Taoist chapped lips, the wind blowing through his temples, gently floating.

Also saddled with a wooden sword.

Mud Lane bottles boy, standing high observation deck, home to famous day room, maid among the utterances, said the story will Yupu territory gods, under their feet the smallest piece of land awe-inspiring world, probably many small door The temperament of the school, especially the wild repairs that struggled in the mountains and lakes, such as the rootless duckweed, drifted with the tide, and never knew the five realms in the last five days.

I don't know where the young Taoist people are from the bottom of the railings, hungry, and are weighing the money in the money bag, can support the ship to Nanzhao.

Chen Pingan withdrew several steps and continued to practice boxing.

Leisurely and comfortable, the boxing is simple.

Chen Pingan has been practicing punching and walking on the observation deck, and it has reached a deep night, until the moon is rare.

When he finally returned to the main hall, he found that the prostitute Qiu Shizhen was snoring on the table. Chun Shui sat quietly on the side and smiled at the study room. After confronting Chen Ping, she quickly reached for her sister's shoulder but was Chen Ping's hand gestures don't matter. Chunshui hesitated a bit, or he will wake up in autumn. After the girl wakes up, she quickly turns her head and rubs her mouth to avoid showing ugliness in front of the guests.

The rules of the barges are very comfortable for the friends of Daegu Beiyue Zhengshen, and they are a little bit rude to them.

Chen Pingan sat at the table and grabbed a verdant fresh fruit from the celadon pot, similar to the immature citrus, but it was especially sweet after being peeled off, and then handed them one person. Chunshui wanted to refuse. Unwilling to take it, she is so, Qiu Shi had to refuse it together, but Chen Ping was forced to put it on the table in front of them, they no longer insisted, after all, such a Changchun orange, which is a specialty of the fresh grass mountain in Luzhou, After eating into the abdomen, they will be able to get the aura of their hard work.

There is no shortcut to practice. That is to say to the geniuses who are practicing the spirits. They are required to guard against arrogance and arrogance, to be down-to-earth and to step into the sky.

However, it is a shortcut to practice and clear, and it is the consensus of all the disciples of the Xianjia outside the field. If there is money, the meal is a practice, and there is a gift of family life, living with abundance, "uninvited "The heavens are blessed, sleep is a practice."

Just like Chunshui Qiushi, the monthly salary that has been painstakingly accumulated, or changed to the similar Lingguo, low-quality medicinal herbs, every bite is bitter, or the eyes are put longer, year after year, diligent While diligently practicing and practicing qi, I have to go to think about it, take my home as a wave, bite my teeth, and squat my heart to buy a handful of artifacts, and it will never be the kind of magic weapon that encourages killing. One is destined to be unable to afford, the second is meaningless, but the spirit that can wash away the turbidity, bit by bit, the genius practicing the gentleman is a bang to fly up the mountain, breaking through the border every three to five, enviable And they are climbing step by step, belonging to the role of envying others, marveling a few times, and then continue to bitterly practice.

But after seeing the magnificent scenery on the real side, who wants to be a rich family under the mountain, or a woman with a good family?

Of course, some thoroughly disheartened practicing spirits will indeed go down the mountain. It is true that some people are still mixed up in the wind and have a taste. This is like the Jinjuren Yinjinshi on the official ceremonial dynasty. If you don't have a low level, you can only talk about whether you can live or not. The former is really more comfortable. For example, when you go down the mountain, you are recruited by the imperial court, looking for a beautiful place, occupying the mountain as the king, or in the big city. It is good to give a home to the nursing home and serve as a guest.

But these seemingly arrogant and arrogant people, after all, are still frustrated, compared to the imperial examinations, the scholars who are hidden in the mountains, not much better.

Chunshui gently chewed Changchun orange, slightly fascinated, and did not lose the scent of the scent of the scent of the door. Unlike the younger sister Qiu Shi, he was happy. He only thought that he would not eat white or eat, and that it would be a fool.

Chen Pingan took the lead and found that Qiu Shi looked at the orange peel on the table and asked: "Is orange peel useful?"

Qiu Shi replied greatly: "Chen Gongzi, when cooking, tear a few pieces of orange peel and throw it in, can be fragrant!"

Chen Ping's eyes are bright, I think this is my favorite, my craft is really good, I used to travel far and wide, but it's hard to be a good woman on the way, or else Li Bao bottle will miss the place all day. The old servant's family feast, even if it is a fish soup, is also listless.

Chen Pingan smiled and grabbed two oranges, and handed it to Chunshui Qiushi. "You eat oranges, remember the orange peel left for me."

Chunshui Qiuqi face each other, did not want to understand the cause and effect of the head here, it is difficult to become the boy who holds the barge of the day, the jade is not a business, like to personally cook the kitchen? The gentlemen of the Confucian sages are not far from paying attention to the chefs. Regardless of the eyes of others, Chen Pingan put away three orange peels and put them into the sleeves. He did not dare to collect the food, and then urged the sisters to eat quickly.

Since the guests are so "not pay attention", Rao is Chunshui who has no burden to eat Changchun Tangerine, let alone the sister who has no heart to use.

Chen Pingwei smiled.

Spring water suddenly has a warm heart.

So this is ah.

It turned out to be a young man with a spring breeze and a warm heart.

Finally, Chen Ping's sleeves were packed with orange peels and went to sleep in the bedroom. The two prostitutes rested in the room on the side of the study. They only needed Chen's silver bells on the bedside, and they would be on call. And the bells are not vulgar. If there is a filthy evil wind leaking into the room, the bell will ring.

Chen Pingan took off the sword with the demon slayer and placed it on the bed against the wall. He was lying on the bed that was comfortable to him, but one palm was still resting on the sword. Then began to consciously slow down the breathing, using the method of confession taught by Yang Laotou,

In fact, the two flying swords in the swords, the first and the fifteenth, have been opened up, giving birth to the wisdom, even if Chen sleeps very badly, in case of crisis, they do not need to sleep, they can defend themselves, but Chen Ping still did not dare to sleep too dead. So sleepy and sleepy at dawn, when Chun Shui grinned and got up, gently opened the door on her side, Chen Pingan opened his eyes for the first time.

Because Chen Ping has long discovered that there are nuances in the footsteps of Chun Shui and Qiu Shi.

When you go out, you can't be too careful.

The prostitute Chun Shui did not come to knock on the door and wake up Chen Pingan, cleaning the house in an orderly manner outside.

Until the autumn got up, the sound of footsteps, Chen Pingcai stopped the sword furnace pile, put on the sandals, just got out of bed and went out a few steps, silently returned to the bed, slightly increased the footsteps, went to the door, opened the door, Today, she changed her clothes to spring water and applied a blessing. When she was slightly sideways, her clothes became more and more ironed, and she looked at Chen Ping's body. Now she has some blushing, so it's dark, not too embarrassing. It's not that he has any thoughts on it. He just thinks that the spring dress girl's clothes look good and look good. It seems to be called brocade satin, but it's too obvious...

At this moment, Chen Pingan secretly made up his mind. If I found a wife in the future, I couldn't wear it like this. It was too bad.

Spring water let Qiu Shi go to the kitchen to come to the food box, it is the breakfast point, she asked Chen Pingan whether to go out today, she introduced some of the ferry boats, the squid on the back, the building Almost every transcontinental ferry in the world will have rouge pollen. She has intentionally or unintentionally skipped it. In addition, there are various shops, restaurants, arbitrage shops, and flying swords, and there are many shops. It can be said that although the sparrow is small and complete, I can hear Chen Ping's screaming, and it's not worse than my hometown.

The three people ate a hearty breakfast together. Chen Ping still didn't plan to go out for a walk. He felt that he could stay in the study room to read books while practicing boxing.

Of course, there will be no objection to this spring, but there is still some regret in autumn. In fact, if room guests are shopping on barges, they are rewarded. In the history of bard trade in the mountains, there has been a staggering surprise. As a result, one of the prostitutes became rich overnight. The guest she was taking care of at the time was just staying at the end of the room, but she was still doing her best, carefully and thoughtfully, not scorning at all, and finally did not think that the humble young man was actually a The top seedling of a top Xianjiahao valve came out. On the day before the ship was about to disembark, he took a prostitute through a shop and didn't even enter the door. He bought all the shops of the first class barge in one go. The goods, the eyelids are not smashed, the light is the separation, it is an astronomical wealth.

This is probably the impermanence of life, but it is everywhere.

Chen Pingan lived a dull and boring day. The spring water is still as old as it is, and the autumn is a bit boring. The son is really boring. Every day, he either walks a strange box on the observation deck, and goes back and forth, fluttering and floating. There is no momentum at all, so that she can be trapped, or stand there facing the distant sea of ​​clouds, or sunrise and sunset, motionless, able to stand up for an hour without moving.

At most, I read and write in the study. Qiu Shi will help to grind at the beginning. It's just a look at Chen Ping's one-word font. It's really unrewarding, but my sister Chun Shui, always standing next to the teenager, occasionally standing. Sour, just sitting at the desk not far away, Qiu Shi also privately laughed at his sister, this is called the red sleeves, the fragrance of hand-grinding, resting in the novels of talented scholars, one to two, it is the two feelings of joy together. I screamed at her sister's spring water.

When Chen Ping's daily meal, he would ask about which dynasty the ship was on the sky today, and let Chunshui Qiu help introduce the customs and customs of those dynasties. After they told them in detail, they realized that Baobaozhou was even awe-inspiring. The smallest one in the world on the nine continents will still make Chen Pingan feel that the country is full of people. Only the emperor's surname has already killed the surnames of the hundreds of surnames.

Nanzhao is located in the middle of Baojuan, not far from the Guanhu Academy, one of the 72 schools of Confucianism.

Speaking of the Confucian school and the academy, Chen Pingan was curious to ask why Baoguanzhou and the Cliff College were only two.

Qiu Shi laughed with a hand in his hand, and he was so happy that he couldn't do it. He pointed his fingers to the ignorant teenager. He said that because of your Baojuan, it's too small, there are six of them, not to mention the middle. Earth."

Chun Shui quietly glanced at her sister, and Autumn couldn't help but laugh. "Chen Gongzi's question is really funny."

Chen Ping sat down on the desk and scratched his head.

It turns out that Haoran is so big in the world.

On this day, after Chen Ping's walking on the observation deck, he looked at Yunjuan Yunshu aimlessly and suddenly saw the young Taoist who carried the wooden sword.

Chunshui came to Chen Ping's side and looked down at his sight. He said softly: “Look at the style of the robe. It should be the ancestral home of the Zhangjia Taoist in the Longhu Mountain in the Middle-earth Shenzhou, but the Taoist on the fence is sure. It's a foreign disciple, otherwise it won't be so attire.”

Chun Shui wanted to say "otherwise it will not be so shabby," but when it comes to the mouth, it can't be said.

This time of day and night, the Chen Zizi, the guest of the Tianzihao room, is actually very shabby, and the spring water can be sure that the young man is a poor man of the right age, not the kind of "micro-service private visit, travel around the world" The younger brother of the valve, rich and expensive, needs to be deaf, not to mention that the teenager has never pretended to be rich, and the precocious niece has nothing to reveal on her face, but deep inside, there are some indescribable losses.

She continued to smile and said: "There is a popular saying that spreads all over the world, and the mountains and mountains are no exception. Wherever there is a demon, there must be a mahogany Zhang Tianshi."

Chen Pingan snorted.

The ghost made the difference, the lonely priest who was carrying the mahogany sword, turned his head and looked around.

Looking at the scenery of the heights, the young Taoist politicians, faintly saw the wooden sword juvenile, and the moving prostitute beside him, he lost some souls.

Poor, hungry.

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