Chen Pingan quietly left the pavilion, walked down the Dragon Slaying Platform, and came to the old woman's side.
The old woman smiled and said: "I have met Mr. Chen. My surname is Bai and her given name is Lianshuang. Mr. Chen can follow the young lady and call me Aunt Bai."
Chen Ping'an called out to Aunt Bai without any extra words.
The old woman moved first, quietly, her energy as restrained as an ancient pond of death, and Chen Ping'an followed the old woman's footsteps.
The old woman was silent for a moment, and after walking more than a hundred steps, she smiled and said: "It seems that Mr. Chen has not had an easy time traveling around the world in these years."
Now she is only at the top of the mountain, but her vision is that of a martial artist. A junior pure martial artist, no matter how hard she tries to hide it, in the eyes of the old woman, she is nothing more than a child carrying a heavy object across the river. How many kilograms of strength does she have?
Chu. But the young man next to him is in the Sixth Martial Arts Realm, which is very similar to that. This means that the young man did not just make a temporary decision and deliberately suppress the realm after arriving at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, but over a long period of time, he became accustomed to it and was able to
So perfect and flawless.
Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It wasn't particularly smooth, but we got through it."
The old woman stopped and asked with a smile: "Among the enemies, what is the highest level for a Qi practitioner, and what level is a pure martial artist?"
Chen Pingan answered truthfully: "Monk, Ascension Realm. Martial Arts Master, Tenth Realm. However, the former is a mortal enemy. Of course, I couldn't bear it on my own, and the end was very embarrassing. But the latter was a senior who intentionally taught me boxing skills, and suppressed him in the Nine Realms.
Three punches were thrown.”
Even an old woman who was born and raised in a place like the Great Wall of Sword Qi couldn't help but be a little surprised and said bluntly: "Master Chen is not dead yet?"
The old woman smiled to herself and said, "That's a bit rude. I hope Mr. Chen will respect you."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Good luck."
The old woman shook her head, "That's not right. In our Sword Qi Great Wall, we are most afraid of good luck. It seems that good luck often dies early. When it comes to luck, you can't be too good. You have to save a little each time to truly
Live a long life.”
Chen Ping'an nodded and said, "I've written it down. I'll be more careful when I speak in the future."
The old woman waved her hand and said, "Master Chen, you don't have to be so reserved. It's not a good thing to be too talkative here."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's easy to talk here. When I go out, I might not even talk."
The old woman smiled from ear to ear, "That's what you said, but there is still a small problem. I, an old and dim-sighted old woman, have only been in the Yao family and the Ning Mansion in my life, and I haven't been to many other places.
, I have never been to Daixuan Mountain once, and rarely to the top of the city and further south. Now Mr. Chen has entered the house. Outside the house, there are many people staring at us. The old woman never minces words when she talks. It’s not that I look down on Mr. Chen.
, On the contrary. It is remarkable that such a young man has such martial arts attainments. The man named Nalan and I are very happy. The old woman is okay, she is more hard-hearted. The old guy who looked half-dead has actually been killed before.
I secretly ran away to offer incense, and I guess I shed a lot of tears. Even at my age, I am not ashamed."
Chen Ping'an said: "Mother Bai only punches but if she can't catch it, then I will just stay in the house."
The old woman moved forward in a straight line, without any movement of energy, and punched out. Chen Pingan used his left elbow to press down the punch, and at the same time passed his right fist towards the old woman's face, but suddenly withdrew his fist and stopped.
One punch.
The old woman had no intention of closing her fist. Even though Chen Pingan's elbow was holding her within an inch of her fist, she still punched Chen Pingan hard.
Chen Ping'an slid several feet backward in the corridor, using the top fist frame as the basis for supporting his fist. The seemingly collapsed ape figure suddenly stretched out his fist, his back was like a big dragon, and he stopped in an instant. Standing firmly, if it weren't for a point-and-click sparring, and if the old woman only punched Yuanyuanjing, Chen Pingan could actually swim upstream, and even resist a punch without taking a step back.
The old woman smiled and nodded, "Just accept Mr. Chen's meeting gift, and the old woman will no longer delay Mr. Chen from admiring the moon."
Chen Pingan clasped his fists and said goodbye.
The punch that the old grandma made when she struck was truly at the peak of the Far Traveling Realm. Chen Ping'an withdrew her fist earlier, and she also withdrew some of her punches. There was no such thing as being at the peak, but she was in the ordinary Golden Body realm and could resist a punch from the Far Traveling Realm. I guess we won’t have to admire the moon tonight.
The old steward came to the old woman and said hoarsely: "Why are you nagging me?"
The old woman smiled and said: "Why, do you think you have lost face with your future uncle? You, Nalan Ye Xing, have such a bad reputation."
The old steward sighed.
Chen Pingan returned to the pavilion, and Ning Yao had already sat up.
Chen Pingan said: "Why don't you sleep more?"
Ning Yao sneered and said, "I don't dare."
Chen Pingan said aggrievedly: "I am not that kind of person with a conscience of heaven and earth."
Who did Pei Qian learn the most from? Chen Ping'an was either a fool under the lamp or just pretending to be stupid.
Ning Yao turned a deaf ear and held up the book with one hand, twisting the pages with his two fingers. He saw the woman crowned Huangting in the Blessed Land of Lotus Roots. He opened another page. On the right side of Sui Sui, the woman in the picture scroll. After a few pages, it was Yao Jinzhi of the Daquan Dynasty. .
Chen Ping'an sat across from him, stretched his neck, and watched Ning Yao turn page after page. The book was written by himself, and he knew roughly what the page was and what he had learned about the landscape. He felt like he was sitting on pins and needles all of a sudden. Miss Ning, you can’t read like this. There are so many extremely long pages about strange and strange landscapes. You have recorded them carefully, stroke by stroke. How could you skip them and just pick out some minor details and make fragmentary sentences? , something that breaks the moral principles?
Ning Yao glanced at Chen Pingan, "I heard that when scholars write essays, they pay the most attention to leaving a blank for the aftertaste. The more concise and to the point the sentences are, the more they reveal their skills, hide their thoughts, and have profound meanings."
Chen Ping'an said seriously: "I haven't heard of it, I don't know. Anyway, I am not the kind of scholar who is meandering. I say one thing, write two words, and think three things. They are all written clearly and clearly in the book. Already."
Ning Yao continued to lower his head and flipped through the book and asked: "Is there anything wrong?
The woman who appeared in the book?"
Chen Pingan said categorically: "No!"
Ning Yao raised his head and asked with a smile: "Do you think that I am settling accounts after the fall, making trouble unreasonably, and being suspicious?"
Chen Pingan smiled and shook his head.
Ning Yao nodded and was finally willing to close the book. He closed the coffin and concluded: "At the Luzhou Water Temple in Beiju, the fairy Gu Qing who dealt with Baodong Wonderland did it very neatly. I will continue to work hard in the future."
Chen Ping'an said: "There will never be such an opportunity again."
Ning Yao raised his eyebrows, "Chen Ping'an, you are so good at talking now, who did you learn it from?"
Chen Ping'an said without hesitation: "If you really learned something bad, it must be from Luo Shan Zhu Lian, Zheng Dafeng."
Ning Yao nodded, "It's hard to say Zhu Lian, after all, I haven't seen him before, but that Zheng Dafeng really doesn't look like a serious person."
But Ning Yao added: "However, Zheng Dafeng's battle in Laolongcheng impressed people. He just didn't look like a serious person, but in fact he was the most serious person. Zheng Dafeng cut off Wufu Road. It's a pity that I can't help you guard the gate in Luolu Mountain.
I'm neglecting others. As for some men, they may look serious, but in fact they are full of crooked thoughts and tricks."
Chen Pingan looked at Ning Yao, and Ning Yao looked at him.
Chen Pingan asked in a low voice: "You're not talking about me, are you?"
Ning Yao asked: "What do you think?"
Chen Pingan said: "Of course not."
Ning Yao smiled.
Chen Pingan felt that he had died unjustly.
Walk around the world with integrity, without even a trace of makeup or powder.
Ning Yao had no intention of returning the book. He put the book among the things nearby and stood up. "I'll take you to the place where you live. The mansion is big. In the past few years, it's been me, Aunt Bai, and Grandpa Nalan. You can choose whatever you want."
It’s a lovely house.”
Chen Pingan stood up and asked, "Where do you live?"
Ning Yao stopped and turned to look at Chen Pingan. She smiled and narrowed her eyes, clenching her hands into fists and saying, "Speak louder, I didn't hear you clearly."
Chen Pingan said helplessly: "I want to choose a house closer to you."
Ning Yao was a little embarrassed and glared: "Here, please be honest with me. Aunt Bai is my mother's personal maid. If you dare to be careless and unruly, I will make you burp with the fist of a mountain top warrior."
."
Just when he said this, Ning Yao remembered the records in the book and felt that Aunt Bai's fist could not scare him, so he changed his explanation, "Grandpa Nalan was once the best at concealing assassinations on the Great Wall of Sword Qi."
One of the Sword Immortals, although he was seriously injured and one of his natal souls was half-destroyed, causing his soul to be rotten now, his combat power is still equivalent to that of a Jade Pu Realm swordsman. If he is targeted in the dark, then Nalan
Grandpa, you can definitely be regarded as a swordsman in the Immortal Realm."
Chen Ping'an felt relieved and asked: "Grandpa Nalan's fall was also to protect you?"
If it were anyone else, Chen Pingan would never ask so straightforwardly, but Ning Yao was different.
In his early years at Lizhu Cave, Chen Ping'an learned a lot from Ning Yao's handling style.
Ning Yao nodded, his expression as usual, "Same as Aunt Bai, it's all for me, except that Aunt Bai stopped an unidentified assassin in the city, and Grandpa Nalan was in the south of the city.
On the battlefield, we blocked a big demon hiding in the dark, waiting for an opportunity. If it hadn't been for Grandpa Nalan, Diezhang and I would have died."
Ning Yao paused for a moment, "Don't feel too guilty, don't think too much, the only useful thing is to break through the situation and kill the enemy. Aunt Bai and Grandpa Nalan have already made up their minds. If they fail to protect me, what do you think?"
Think about how remorseful the two old people must be? You have to think about things for the better. But how you think about it, whether you think about it or not, is not the most important. In the Great Wall of Sword Qi, if you don't break through the realm, don't kill monsters, and don't dare to die, it's just nothing.
To be continued...