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Chen Pingan sat cross-legged, with his fists on his knees, panting, his face covered in blood, and there was a ticking sound on the floor.
Fortunately, the Bamboo Tower is extremely mysterious and acts as a talisman to cleanse away dust and dirt, so there is no need to worry about affecting the "elegance" of the Bamboo Tower.
However, I heard that the girl in pink skirt often comes to the second floor with a small bucket to wipe the floor day after day, so she is the only "outsider" who can enter the second floor.
The boxing session has come to an end. As for the so-called boxing lessons and sparring, the truth is clear from looking at the embarrassed Chen Ping'an and the calm and calm barefoot old man.
But Chen Pingan still felt a little weird. It was no better than the old man's beatings on his muscles and bones. Chen Pingan could only endure it from beginning to end. Now that he is learning boxing again, it seems that it is more about honing his fighting skills, and intentionally or unintentionally, helping him consolidate that kind of strength.
When the old man was in a good mood, he would recite a few rhyming punching ideas. As for whether Chen Pingan, who was knocked down by a punch from time to time, could hear it, and if he was distracted, could he hear it?
Keep this in mind, the old man doesn't care.
At this moment, Chen Pingan couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you need to temper your physical body and three souls and six souls?"
Cui Cheng sneered and said: "You have taught a child how to use chopsticks to pick up vegetables. He is already a teenager. Do you need to teach him again? Are you so stupid, or am I blind and picked a fool?"
Chen Ping'an hesitated to speak, hesitating to believe. As a martial arts practitioner, the word "pure" should be tempered. Logically speaking, it is needed in every realm. After obtaining the secrets of the immortal family with the Qi practitioners, it is important to be led by the master to practice personally, and not yet.
Too same.
Cui Cheng seemed unwilling to take advantage of this matter and asked, "I heard that you used to let Zhu Lian use his golden body to fight with you?"
Chen Pingan nodded, "It's very difficult to deal with."
Cui Cheng shook his head and said: "The heat is too far off. Zhu Lian doesn't dare to kill you, and you know that Zhu Lian won't kill you. It's just like a pair of idiots flirting with each other. You scratch me once, and I touch you once."
How can it truly benefit martial arts?"
Chen Ping'an felt his scalp numb when he heard it.
Cui Cheng said: "From tomorrow on, call Zhu Lian to the second floor, and I will watch you fight each other."
Chen Ping'an asked doubtfully: "Isn't it the same?"
Cui Cheng sneered and said: "It's the same? If Zhu Lian dares not to kill you and doesn't dare to kill you, I will punch him to death. Do you think it can still be the same? Remember, make it clear to Zhu Lian and don't take it seriously.
, I don’t want to repeat these words to a corpse when the time comes.”
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Senior, do you still have a crush on Zhu Lian?"
Cui Cheng twitched his lips and said, "When did I take away all the cleverness and aura of wealth and aristocratic energy from this guy? Only then can I beat him to the last bit."
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "I have competed with Zhu Lian, who is in the Golden Body state, and I have never been able to seriously injure him. Every time, he still has strength left. Just listen to his flattery after giving a punch, and you will know."
Cui Cheng chuckled and said, "You don't have it, but I do."
Chen Pingan smiled knowingly.
There are many people in the world who are not afraid of hardship. However, there are not many good things that will be rewarded after suffering.
Although Chen Ping'an didn't know why Zhu Lian stayed in Luopo Mountain for three years and never learned boxing from the old man, as long as the old man opened his mouth, Zhu Lian, who was extremely difficult to break through the bottlenecks of his own boxing and martial arts realm,
Saying that is a great thing. Chen Ping'an will discuss almost everything with the person involved and never insists on how the other party must do it. This is true whether Sui Youyou should go to Jade Guizong or whether Shi Rou is willing to accept the immortal's remains.
, but when it comes to Zhu Lian going up to the second floor to practice martial arts, if Zhu Lian is reluctant for some unknown reason, Chen Ping'an will also try to persuade him to practice martial arts.
Cui Cheng suddenly said: "It's good to think about the good things of the people around you. But you have to remember that practicing martial arts to reach the top and being invincible with your punches is ultimately a very... lonely thing. You have to understand the two clearly.
Already."
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "I once watched chess and realized an armchair swordsmanship, which is about cutting and encircling. I relied on this in Shujian Lake to overcome many difficulties..."
Before Chen Ping'an could finish his heartfelt words, the old man clicked his tongue and said: "You are worthy of being a swordsman carrying the Sword Immortal Sword on his back. You are mediocre in boxing, but you are so talented in practicing swordsmanship... It seems that you have delayed your becoming a Great Sword Immortal for me."
, is this good or not?"
Chen Ping'an knew something was wrong, so he clapped his hands on the ground and let himself slide out in a sitting position to avoid the old man's unreasonable punches. As for getting up to avoid it, he didn't even have to think about it.
as expected.
Mastering the stick, but aiming for the yard.
The old man stamped his feet, causing the bamboo building to sway in shock. Chen Ping'an, who had just leaned back a few minutes, was actually thrown into the air. The tall figure appeared in an instant. If it was a cavalry formation, it would be nothing more than a punch.
, the pain only lasted for a moment, but the old man obviously had no intention of letting Chen Pingan go just like that. Chen Pingan was most familiar with and liked to use the drumming style of the God to fight against the enemy. After a full fourteen punches, Chen Pingan was like catkins.
Floating, floating here and there, never landing.
Poor Chen Ping'an fell into a coma.
The feeling of being hit by a god with dozens of punches in the drum beating style, especially when used by Cui Cheng, the ancestor of this punch, can really make people want to die.
Even though Chen Ping'an fainted and completely lost his mind, his body was still rolling on the ground.
The old man watched for a moment, nodded, and seemed quite satisfied, which meant that this boy's fist intention was truly "alive".
A true master of martial arts, when he is sleeping soundly, even if he encounters a top assassin, he only needs to sense a trace of murderous intent, and he can still move his fist to get up and punch to kill the enemy in an instant. This is the reason.
However, the old man still did not let go of Chen Pingan. He kicked the pure energy that was like a fire dragon in Chen Pingan's body with his toe, and accurately interrupted him with a kick.
Like a formation of fine cavalry, it forcibly penetrated the enemy's infantry formation on the battlefield.
All the joints in Chen Pingan's body suddenly exploded like firecrackers, like the sound of soldiers ringing gold on the battlefield. As the old man's Gang Qi was fired, the "cavalry" passed through the formation without stopping, so Chen Pingan's pure Qi
Gathered quickly.
In the battle of Laolong City, Du Mao's sword-swallowing boat pierced Chen Ping'an's abdomen with one blow. The reason why it caused Chen Ping'an to suffer from endless illnesses is that it is difficult to eliminate, will not fade away, and will continue to eat away.
Soul, but the old man's attack this time did not have such disadvantages, so the rumors in the world that "a punch from Zhiji Wufu can be as powerful as the tide destroying a city, and the force is as clever as a flying sword piercing the eye of a needle" is definitely not an exaggeration.
The martial artist breathed out pure zhenqi, but still did not harm the word "pure", which was one of the special skills of the third realm of refining the gods, namely golden body, far travel, and mountain top.
As for a warrior under the Golden Body Realm, once his true energy is cut off, all his vitality will be lost. If he replaces his energy with new ones, his flaws will be revealed. How can he fight with the great monks for a long time?
However, this method of feeding fists is not suitable for all junior martial artists.
Just like ordinary people holding a bowl to receive rice, the bowl of rice is as hot as coals. If you drop the bowl, it will burn the palms of your hands.
Whether it is Cen Yuanji from Luolu Mountain or the kiln worker from Yang's medicine shop, they are considered martial arts geniuses, but they are destined to be unable to withstand the torture.
It's just that they have their own opportunities to learn martial arts. The journey of martial arts may seem like a narrow path, but each has its own single-plank bridge to walk on.
There are advantages and disadvantages to women practicing martial arts. Cui Cheng once traveled to the Divine Continent of Middle-earth and saw many amazing female masters with his own eyes. For example, one was clever and the other was soft, reaching the pinnacle. Rao was already a ten-level martial artist at that time.
Cui Cheng is equally astonishing. Compared with men, he often has a longer life span and a longer martial arts career.
Cui Cheng had several great regrets in his life, one of which was that he never faced off against the female Goddess of War in Middle-earth.
I can only hope that this kid at my feet won't let me down.
It's not that the old man looks down on heroic women in the world, but having one woman monopolize the four martial arts peaks in the world, overlooking the heroes, always makes the old man feel a little uncomfortable.
As for Chen Ping'an being temporarily inferior to his peer named Cao Ci, the old man was not worried at all.
The most outstanding thing about Chen Ping'an is the word toughness and enlightenment. He has good toughness and high understanding. So what if Cao Ci is a martial arts genius who has not been seen in a thousand years? So what if he reached the nine and ten realms first? After all, he still has to be on the eleventh.
In this dangerous pass, he obediently waited for his old enemy to fight. Of course, if Chen Ping'an walked too slowly, it wouldn't work. Maybe Cao Ci would turn around and fight with his master. If she is now a legendary
At the eleventh level, Cao Ci would compete with that old guy who likes to fish for whales in the sea of ​​clouds.
There are no more than three things.
A cultivator who truly stands on the top of another high mountain will not just watch one pure warrior after another build a long bridge over the dead road.
Back then, Taoist leader Lu Chen came to see him in the Bamboo House and dragged Cui Cheng into the world where Lu Chen was in charge. Was it just for fun?
Cui Cheng sighed, squatted down, stretched out his thumb, and gently wiped the blood on Chen Pingan's face.
In terms of enduring hardship, he is indeed much better than his grandson.
Sons of wealthy families, those with good moral character, those who manage the world and benefit the people, and leave their names in history all think it is natural and natural. Those with bad temperament, who play around in life, think it is natural and natural that they are born to enjoy happiness.
Those who come from a humble background, are ambitious and have a glorious ancestor, while those who are incompetent and full of hostility will be able to endure hardship no matter what.
The old man sat next to Chen Pingan, gently flicking his sleeves, the bamboo door opened wide, and the breeze from the mountain came uninvited.
Chen Pingan's breathing has stabilized.
The rest and recuperation of a pure martial artist requires a deep sleep as if it were death.
This is what Chen Ping'an has been lacking the most in Shujian Lake all these years.
In fact, in the eyes of the old man, Chen Ping'an lacked the beauty of drowsiness during his several long trips. He was only slightly better when practicing sword furnace stake setting, otherwise the bowstring would be tight and he would not be beaten to death in the arena.
The road to martial arts will also be full of flaws. But the old man still hasn't pointed it out. Just like he hasn't pointed out the strongest gift of martial arts in each martial arts realm, there are some obstacles. Young people have to go through it themselves before they can understand the truth deeply. Otherwise, even if the sage master sits down
To be continued...