Zhu Quan was silent for a long time, and then he joked: "Isn't it still one level away? Do you really think you are a wind-controlling warrior?"
Chen Ping'an, who had no sword under his feet, lightly stamped his feet. The sea of ​​clouds condensed into substance, like a white jade slab. The magic of the Immortal family was indeed mysterious. He smiled and said: "Thank you."
Zhu Quan smiled and said, "After you say it, do you feel better in your heart?"
Chen Pingan hugged the back of his head and said, "Much better."
Zhu Quan shook his head, "You can't really answer the question by saying a few words and exhaling a few breaths. If you continue like this, you will crush yourself. A person's energy is not the intention of the fist, nor the tempering and beating to a point."
A grain of mustard seed, and then a punch can make the earth fall apart. To maintain a long-lasting spiritual energy, one must be upright. But there are some words, as an outsider, even if I say something that I think is good, it actually still hurts to stand up and speak.
, just like the hunt for Gao Cheng this time, if it were me, Zhu Quan, who had the same level of cultivation as you, I would have died dozens of times."
Chen Ping'an said sincerely: "That's why I admire Sect Leader Zhu. The road is hard but the path is broad."
There are not many cultivators standing on the top of the mountain who are willing to say to themselves that I was wrong and I owe you a huge favor even though they have tried their best to do their best.
Zhu Quan took out a hand and waved it, "Quit the flattery, I don't have many sets of pictures of goddesses that I can give you."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I'll lie down for a while. Master Zhu, don't think I'm disrespectful."
Zhu Quan stretched out his hand and said, "There is no Zhu Quan in the world who cannot be settled with a pot of wine."
Just when Chen Ping'an was about to get some wine from the things nearby, Zhu Quan glared and said, "It must be good wine! Don't fool me with market rice wine. I, Zhu Quan, grew up in the mountains since I was a child. I can't pretend to be a common man in the market. In this life, I will be like a ghost at the door of my house."
The bones and frames of the valley are worn out, and there is no nostalgia!”
Chen Ping'an was a little embarrassed. There weren't many Xianjia wines nearby. With Zhu Quan's style and style of begging for wine, he really couldn't stand her reaching out several times.
But you still have to get the wine. Not only that, Chen Pingan directly took three pots of fairy wine with different roots, including Osmanthus wine from Laolongcheng, Shuijing fairy wine from Fengweidu, and Ziliu sweat from Shujian Lake.
A pot was gently thrown over, and sure enough, Zhu Quan collected the two pots first and put them in Qiankun's sleeve, a little embarrassed, "It's a bit too much, what's the point of it."
Chen Ping'an was lying on the sea of ​​clouds that looked like jade slabs, just like he was lying on the green bamboo corridor of Cuidong Mountain in Cliff Academy. It was not his hometown, but it still felt like his hometown.
The journey away from the Skeleton Beach was indeed a bit tiring.
Zhu Quan sat next to him, gently placing the little girl in black next to him, gently flicking his sleeves, letting the strong wind in the sky meet the pillars like water, and bypass the little girl. She still slept soundly, and she was free from worries.
Zhu Quan drank the wine and said sadly: "If according to what you said before, if Gao Cheng knew that he would die and wanted to perish together, he would not hesitate to drag Jingguan City and Guixigu to be buried together, not to mention Muyi Mountain would be smashed.
, the Skeleton Beach is almost destroyed, and the water transportation of the Swaying River will inevitably be implicated. In addition, the sinister atmosphere of the Ghost Valley will spread upstream. Tens of millions of people in those countries will die, and no one knows how many people will die. It really is a 'beat him'
Earth-shaking'."
Chen Pingan said: "It's not just in case, it's ten thousand."
Zhu Quan sighed: "Yes."
Chen Ping'an said slowly: "Does Master Zhu know the daily flow of people in Mural City, the people in the market, and the number of sects in Skeleton Beach? Does he know the population of several countries in the upper reaches of the Swinging River?"
Zhu Quan was stunned for a moment, "I know what these things are for, but I really can't care about them. I have to crawl like a tortoise to practice and work hard as a sect leader. It's very tiring."
Chen Pingan said: "When I passed by the Skeleton Beach, I saw it, calculated it, inquired about it, and read it in the book. So I know."
Zhu Quan said helplessly: "Chen Ping'an, I'm not talking about you, what on earth are you thinking about all day long?"
Chen Pingan put his hands under the back of his head, "After leaving Muyi Mountain, I saw everyone was Gao Cheng. After arriving at Suijicheng Ghost House, I saw everyone was Chen Pingan. So I am also very tired."
Zhu Quan wondered: "Then why did you come to Beiju Luzhou? This is a place that likes to fight life and death. If you are so afraid of death, you can't come back at a higher level. Besides, you still have too few means to escape.
Basically, he is still a pure martial artist, so at most he can rely on a semi-immortal weapon and a square-inch talisman to instantly open a distance. However, not to mention those of us who are in the upper five realms and earthly immortal qi practitioners, none of us can run for several kilometers with one breath.
You're a bastard who has traveled thousands of miles. If you can't get close enough to quickly determine the outcome, you will be consumed to death."
Zhu Quan slapped his head, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it. You're just a freak."
He was wearing a robe, and he wore two of them at once, and hung a sword gourd, which hid a flying sword that was not his natural gift, and there were two of them.
You can pretend to be a monk in the fifth realm, you can pretend to be a swordsman, or you can pretend to be a martial artist in the fourth and fifth realms when you have nothing to do. There are all kinds of tricks and tricks. Once you are fighting for your life, you can suddenly get close and kill the old master with a random punch.
, plus the square-inch talisman and handing out a few swords, the ordinary golden elixir really can't withstand the three axes of Chen Ping'an. In addition, this kid is really able to withstand beatings. Zhu Quan's hands are a little itchy. There is a Daguan Dynasty member on the ferry.
How come Chen Ping'an, a martial artist in the Golden Body Realm, feels like being tickled by a little girl when he's beaten?
Chen Ping'an suddenly said: "I haven't actually reached the Golden Realm yet. Although I suffered heavy losses in the sea of ​​​​clouds in Suijia City, and almost all my good talismans were used up, I have benefited greatly from tempering my body, and the effect is better than
Bamboo House in my hometown is even better. After all, when someone punches me at home, I still know that the other person will not really beat me to death, it will only hurt me a little, and it will not be like being trapped in a sea of ​​​​clouds and tribulations, where I will really die. But even so.
, there are still two things missing from breaking the bottleneck of the Golden Body Realm. One is that I have not yet formed the heroic courage, and the other is that learning boxing is complicated and I bit off more than I can chew, which inevitably leads to boxing fights, so I have never been able to reach Chun Lei.
An explosion and a punch to open a mountain mean two different paths leading to the same destination."
Zhu Quan asked curiously: "Are you still a six-level martial artist?!"
Chen Pingan nodded.
Zhu Quan laughed angrily and said, "Then why don't all our Seventh Realm warriors in Beiju Luzhou die?"
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, "You can't say that, otherwise all the pure warriors in the world except Cao Ci who are under the mountain top level will die."
Zhu Quan took a sip of wine and said, "Cao Ci has even heard of people like me. How come you can recognize him?"
Chen Ping'an hummed and sat up, "On the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I lost three fights with him in a row."
Zhu Quan's eyes widened.
This time it was Chen Pingan's turn to feel a little embarrassed, "It's a bit embarrassing."
Chen Ping'an soon had firm eyes and a smile on his face. The cloud breeze was blowing on his face, and the breeze was left on his sleeves. "It doesn't matter. On the road to martial arts, as long as I am not separated by Cao Ci, as long as the distance between the two realms is within one realm, this will
I hope to win it back in my lifetime!”
Zhu Quan knew that he had misunderstood him. How many young warriors in the world could let Cao Ci accompany him to play three games in a row? Just like the people who play chess in the world, who would the Lord of Baidi City be willing to play more games with? That one who deceives his master
It’s just Cui Zhan of the ancestor. Of course, what’s even more powerful is the scholar who was able to make the lord of Baidi City leave the city and actively invite Shou Tan. Qi Jingchun. The lineage of literary saints is indeed small, but they are all powerful. Qi Jingchun took it on
That shocking catastrophe, because the Skeleton Beach is located in the southernmost part of Beiju Luzhou, and Dali is the northernmost part of Aquarius Continent, Zhu Quan on Muyi Mountain saw some clues at that time. Besides, he practiced swordplay very late,
A swordsman with extremely long sword energy who can destroy countless people. It is said that he visits immortals overseas and is far away from the human world... Around that time, there was an overseas near Luzhou territory in Beiju. At that time, four sword immortals went there one after another, but the next three asked about swordsmanship.
After that, everyone was silent except for the Jade Pu Realm Sword Immortal who was the first to rush to intercept. As one of the Jade Pu Realm sword cultivators with the most outstanding lethality in the continent, after returning, he directly spread the word to the entire Beijulu.
Zhou Zhou yelled, "Don't go to Yupu Realm, let's get started as an immortal!"
There are actually many stories about the disciples of the Wen Sheng lineage. Compared with the Kia Sheng lineage, which has so many talented people and is so spectacular, the Wen Sheng lineage, which has almost lost its incense, has fewer disciples but many stories. But Bei Ju
Luzhou is probably the continent in the world that has the most favorable impression of the literary sage lineage.
The reason is very simple, he can fight. Zhu Quan especially admires that person, who is not nagging, has a bad temper, tut tut, tut tut, he is even better than Beiju Luzhou, he is a hero, I heard he looks upright, he looks quite gentle...
But it's a pity that a swordsman like this can fight so well that he can defeat Beiju Luzhou. It's a pity that such a person was not born in Juluzhou and still has such a withdrawn temperament and doesn't like the world. Otherwise, he could practice swordsmanship every day.
Zhu Quan chuckled and wiped his mouth. It would be great to see him once.
As for the kid next to her, she just misunderstood. She thought she was making fun of him and it was embarrassing for him to lose three games in a row, so she let him go.
Wait a minute!
Zhu Quan stiffly turned his head and said fiercely: "Chen Pingan, who do you think is your senior brother?! Which Mr. Qi is Mr. Qi?!"
Damn it, she was a little intimidated by this kid's aura at first. A ten-level martial artist owed money to someone, and his student disciple was Nascent Soul or something. There was also a messy half-master, and he was still the ten-level peak martial artist.
She was a little confused, and she was still worried that the boy's mood would break on the spot. Now she finally came to her senses, and Zhu Quan asked angrily: "Why is it your senior brother?!"
The scholar in white blinked his eyes, "What are you talking about, Master Zhu? Are you talking drunkenly while drinking?"
Zhu Quan stood up, with a smile on his face, sat down next to Chen Ping'an, and whispered: "Let's discuss it later, let your senior brother, um, the one who uses the sword, come to my Muyi Mountain as a guest? Just say
Someone wants to invite him to drink. If he doesn't want to come ashore to Muyishan, that's okay. I can go to the sea to find him. Then you, Chen Pingan, can help you make a match and make an appointment for him. Then I'll ask Pang Shanling to accompany him. I'll stand by his side.
Let Mr. Pang write and draw a picture for the two of us. Oh my, I'm really embarrassed."
Chen Ping'an rubbed his forehead. If you're embarrassed, just don't say it.
Zhu Quan was angry, "Don't pretend to be stupid with me! It's just one sentence, it's OK or it's pretty good?!"
Chen Pingan rubbed his cheeks with both hands. He really had a headache. Besides, this kind of thing was not a joke, so he said truthfully: "He doesn't feel qualified to be his junior brother. He said this in front of me. So.
I just said before that I would ask for it, but I may not be able to ask for it."
Zhu Quan slapped him away, and Chen Ping'an leaned back. He waited until the arm passed over his head and then straightened up.
Zhu Quan retracted his hand angrily and said with a smile, "Is it okay for me to return your wine to you?"
Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It's really impossible."
Zhu Quan slapped his knee and said, "Momojiji, no wonder the left and right refuse to recognize you as my little junior brother."
To be continued...