The old man laughed loudly and said, "Little bastard, it doesn't matter how many times you have traveled a long way, you are still very young."

After laughing, the old man said in a deep voice: "It's time to break through. As long as you don't let Cao Ci widen the gap between the two realms and bite you, one day in the future, let alone regain the position and win three games in a row.

, as long as you catch up and overtake him, you will have no problem beating him for thirty games!"

The old man suddenly looked gloomy. Although this boy's future achievements were worth looking forward to, when he thought that it would be an extremely long process, the old man felt a little unhappy. He turned his head and looked at the sleeping guy, feeling angry.

He hit one spot, brushed it with his sleeve, and cursed angrily: "Sleep, sleep, sleep, are you a pig? Get up and practice boxing!"

Chen Ping'an was blown away by the strong wind and hit the wall. He woke up in a daze. Cui Cheng had already stood up, with a gloomy face. He took a step forward and stepped down hard with his foot.

Chen Ping'an rolled sideways and managed to avoid the kick.

Cui Cheng said: "When can you calmly deal with a warrior in the Golden Body Realm? In the battle of life and death, without losing too badly, can you go down the mountain. After that, should you go to the central part of Aquarius Continent to meet your friends, or go to Beiju?"

It's up to you to wander around Luzhou, but if you can't do that, just stay in this bamboo house and enjoy the blessings. Otherwise, you will be giving away all your belongings to others, and you will also give away your life.

Want to do it?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "You can't die!"

Cui Cheng asked: "Why? Why is your Chen Ping'an's life more valuable than others?"

Chen Pingan said in a deep voice: "The senior who taught me boxing is named Cui Mingcheng!"

The old man was stunned, nodded slightly, and said happily: "This sentence is really not a flattery, just the truth for this beautiful words... I will not give you a good punch, Chen Ping'an!"

The old man's figure and aura were like the top of a mountain. Chen Pingan's vision went dark, and he punched him until he fainted on the spot.

The old man stamped his foot, and Chen Ping'an, who was paralyzed on the ground, jumped up in shock. He just woke up in the air when the old man's leg came again.

Another unsuspicious fainting.

Repeatedly.

Chen Pingan complained endlessly and was tired of coping.

The old man enjoyed it endlessly.

Putting on the clothes makes you strong, and when you hit the sound, you can see things.

Naturally, this is not an ordinary martial arts style. He pursues what is said in his own boxing book: "Practice without making a sound, sail without an oar." In fact, Cui Cheng's fists have too much punch, and each punch is too smooth.

Finally, the old man hit Chen Pingan in the neck with a whip kick. After Chen Pingan spun a few times, he staggered a few steps after landing, but his strength was not as strong as before, so he did not fall to the ground.

Using a six-step backwards fist stance, supplemented by the ape-shaped fist intention, he bowed and stepped back a few steps. Chen Pingan did not slack off at all and stared at the old man.

He was beaten badly. In fact, both his boxing stance and his punches were shaking.

But there is a vague "meaning" in Chen Ping'an, which remains unmoved, like an old monk in concentration.

Cui Cheng smiled and said, "Okay, that's it for today. If you keep hitting me, your bones will fall apart."

Chen Ping'an remained motionless.

Cui Cheng nodded and said: "Yes, you can save yourself a punch. Go downstairs by yourself. The old rule is to soak in the potion bucket. Remember, unlike the past, you can't let the water cool down. When will you be able to use your true energy?

Boil the potion before leaving, otherwise just stay in the bucket and treat it as a practice. Wei Bo has already prepared the medicinal materials and went downstairs to ask the little girl in pink skirt to boil the water."

Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, walked out of the house, and stumbled downstairs. When walking up the stairs, he had to hold on to the railing. It felt like going up the mountain to burn charcoal when he was young. It was difficult to go down the mountain without getting tired.

The girl in the pink skirt was already boiling water downstairs.

Taking advantage of the gap, Chen Ping'an did not immediately return to the house on the first floor. Instead, he went to sit on the stone table by the cliff and practiced setting up the sword furnace.

He waited until the girl in pink skirt came to say hello, then got up and went inside.

Half an hour later, Chen Ping'an changed into a simple and elegant green shirt, which was one of the gifts from Wu Yi of Ziyang Mansion.

The girl in the pink skirt is familiar with the situation and gets busy cleaning up the mess.

Chen Ping'an sat on the bamboo chair under the eaves, smiled, and thanked her. The little girl smiled, as if she felt more accomplished in doing these chores than in cultivating the Taoism.

Chen Pingan held the back of his head with both hands, leaned against the back of the chair, and stretched out his legs.

It turns out that if you don't get beaten, you will live like a god.

From a distance, Zhu Lian came slowly with the girl Cen Yuanji.

Chen Pingan turned around and looked.

Zhu Lian took a bamboo chair and sat aside, while Cen Yuanji stood behind the old immortal with his hands and feet tied.

Zhu Lian smiled and said: "Young Master, is there any regulation for Cen Yuanji's martial arts training?"

Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "Just come and lead her in. It's up to you whether you want the title of master or disciple."

Zhu Lian quickly shook his head and said: "How can this be possible? The old slave is just fine fighting people to death, but teaching people boxing is far inferior to that of the young master. When it comes to being a teacher, the young master is young, but he already has the demeanor of everyone..."

Cen Yuanji felt sad in his heart.

It's a pity that such a heroic man as Master Zhu was reduced to being a slave to this young mountain master.

Chen Pingan asked softly: "Does Zheng Dafeng have any ideas?"

Zhu Lian shook his head regretfully, "Brother Dafeng, now he is focusing on how to build the mountain gate hut. It must look good and not lose the face of Luopo Mountain, and also don't waste money. Young Master, you are wasting your money in vain. Brother Dafeng

It’s really impossible to be distracted.”

Chen Pingan had a headache.

Cui Cheng walked out of the second floor, "Let's practice the Mountain Shaking Fist 200,000 times before we talk about martial arts."

Chen Ping'an hesitated.

Zhu Lian thought it was feasible. He turned to Cen Yuanji and smiled and said: "What a blessing. This boxing pile is a rare skill in the world. It is as clever as it is clumsy and contains infinite fist power. Cen girl, from today on, you must be focused on nothing."

, walked through the pile over and over again.”

Zhu Lian turned his head and looked at Chen Pingan with a smile.

Chen Ping'an said: "You can't teach me to walk in six steps."

Zhu Lian said guiltily: "No matter how upright the old slave walks, he is still not graceful enough. It will inevitably give people the suspicion of walking like a duck. Maybe it will make Cen Yuanji underestimate this peerless boxing pole. If the young master comes to walk, that is

The flowing clouds and flowing water make people feel like they are bathed in the spring breeze..."

Chen Ping'an really couldn't stand this guy's flattery, so he briefly said Cui Cheng's words, except that he omitted the golden body realm. Zhu Lian wrinkled his face bitterly and said nothing.

Chen Pingan held back his laughter.

Zhu Lian took Cen Yuanji back home.

Along the way, Cen Yuanji found that the old immortal seemed to be in a heavy mood.

At that time in the Cen Mansion, the old god met frankly and said that she was a sixth-level martial artist who was about to reach the golden realm. He also said that she would achieve the seventh level of martial arts in the future.

Is it possible that the tall old man who likes to hide in the bamboo building is a great master of the Golden Body Realm? Otherwise, it would be too shameless to beat the old immortal Zhu to death one by one.

Zhu Lian taught Cen Yuanji the six steps of walking in a serious manner. After repeating it three times, Cen Yuanji became very similar.

Zhu Lian only said that she should be diligent in walking the pile and finish it 200,000 times quickly. It must be fast and steady.

Furthermore, he will practice for her three times a day from now on, letting Cen Yuanji watch from the sidelines to avoid going astray.

Cen Yuanji was full of fighting spirit and promised Zhu Lian that he would not be lazy.

Zhu Lian put his hands behind his back and walked out of the yard.

In fact, the first test of Cen Yuanji has quietly begun.

It's just that the girl didn't realize it.

Next, we have to wait and see when Cen Yuanji can complete 200,000 walking piles, and how long it will take during the walking pile to change from physical resemblance to spiritual resemblance. After the spiritual resemblance, how much fist power will there be, or whether she will blindly

Seeking speed and letting go of the boxing, he unknowingly took shortcuts, his cleverness was misled by his cleverness, and his martial arts path reached the end of his own road early.

Cen Yuanji's martial arts practice, understanding, toughness, and character will all be revealed at a glance.

As for Cen Yuanji's future achievements, whether it is the golden body realm that is already in his pocket, the distant travel realm where there is some hope, or even the mountain top realm where the possibility is slim, all are actually determined by these twenty six steps.

In the pile.

This is probably what is called watching your age at the age of three.

All this is just a word from the barefoot old man.

In fact, Zhu Lian was not particularly willing to get involved in Chen Ping'an and the old man named Cui.

It would delay him from going down the mountain to pick out books and collect them.

In the next half a month, Zhu Lian was beaten to death several times, while Chen Ping'an was nowhere to be found.

But unlike Chen Ping'an who insisted on gritting his teeth, Zhu Lian, who was not too interested at first, became addicted to being beaten in the end. He was worthy of the madman who wanted to kill nine people in Ouhua Blessed Land. The next boxing practice

Everything went beyond Cui Cheng's expectation. Zhu Lian was in the Far Traveling Realm and used various methods to provoke Cui Cheng, the ultimate master of the ten realms. The result was just as Cui Cheng said, Zhu Lian couldn't really kill Chen.

He is safe, but he can force him to kill him. Anyway, with him watching from the side, nothing will happen. But when Zhu Lian puts on the rogue attitude of wanting to die, if you don't hit me, you are not a master, is Cui Cheng like this?

Can you really kill Zhu Lian? Shouldn't you just beat Zhu Lian half to death again and again?

This period of time was the happiest time Chen Pingan had ever practiced boxing.

Of course, Zhu Lian was really ruthless when competing with him.
To be continued...