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Chapter 585 Please drink with me, Chen Pingan(2/4)

Probably only those who really like someone will have it.

It's nightfall today.

On the top of the city, after midnight, Wei Jin stood on the left and right, drinking a pot of Qingshenshan wine that he finally bought. The shop only sold one pot every day. If he bought it, it meant that no other sword cultivator would have a share today.

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Wei Jin asked with a smile: "Before Chen Pingan practiced swordsmanship, did he say that I cheated him?"

He shook his head from side to side and said, "It's just a slap in the face. I, my little junior brother, won't do it."

Wei Jin said helplessly: "Are you so clever?"

He smiled and said: "Sir, you once said that you once had a sword, and my sword at Jiaolonggou had a great influence on Chen Ping'an."

Wei Jin was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "In the early years, I met Chen Ping'an when he was a boy at the side of a wedding ghost. According to the agreement with Senior A Liang, the sword preceded the person."

There was silence for a moment, "Do you feel trapped by love and dragging your feet? It will be difficult for the sword to be pure and for people to climb to the top of the mountain?"

Wei Jin nodded and said: "I do have this worry, and it is actually the case."

Zuo Zuo smiled and said: "Then you are wrong, very wrong."

Wei Jin put away his drink and sat upright, "I would like to listen to Senior Zuo's teachings."

He said to the left and right: "When practicing sword training, what is the heaviest thing?"

Wei Jin shook his head and said: "Many of the answers in my mind are definitely not what the seniors thought."

Raise one hand left and right

, making a sword-holding posture, "It's a human holding a sword, so no matter how high the swordsmanship is, no matter how great the swordsmanship is, it is nothing to me as a swordsman. If you hold the five legendary swords in your hand, no matter what your current state is,

Sword Immortal or not, you are the one holding the sword."

He put away his hands and turned around and said: "If you just like a woman and you can't draw a sword, what kind of swordsman is that? You Wei and Jin, you are just a good swordsman, so you have Yu Pu. For a long time, you only have talent.

Qualifications will keep you from reaching high places. I dare to say that if you don't break your heart for a long time, your final achievements will be mediocre. Don't talk to me in the future."

Wei Jin took a big sip of wine and murmured: "But I still feel that the only love between children in the world is longer than the sword. I can't bear to let it go, and I don't even want to throw it away. Thinking about people, drinking wine, in a daze,

It’s better for me to live in the mountains and fight against the wall than to like one less person, drink less, and climb high with a sword.”

He shook his head left and right and said, "It's hopeless."

Wei Jin asked tentatively: "Then, from now on, the juniors will no longer be able to chat with the seniors?"

The left and right people laughed and said: "Sword Immortal Wei Jin, get out of here as soon as possible. Drunkard Wei Jin, you can come here often."

Wei and Jin laughed heartily and drank freely. They were about to ask a question. It is a fact known to the whole world that the four kingdoms of the world have four immortal swords in total. Why do the left and right say five?

Tao Laoer in the Qing Ming world owns an immortal sword. The Great Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain in the Middle Earth Divine Continent owns one, and the most proud scholar in the world owns one. In addition,

It is said that the Zhenjian Tower, one of the nine majestic town towers in Haoran World, suppresses the last one. The four worlds are so vast, there are still not many immortal soldiers, but there are also many, but only those worthy of the term "immortal sword"

There have been only four swords for thousands of years, and there will never be any more.

But before Wei Jin could finish drinking and ask this question again, he left the city.

Because the boss swordsman is here.

Wei and Jin left the city and saluted to say goodbye.

Chen Qingdu stood by the wall, "Are you surprised that you have such a junior brother?"

He nodded his head left and right but said nothing.

Zhao Gaoshu, a young man who learned the Eighteen Stops of Sword Qi.

At that time, the world and the earth were separated by sword energy, and Chen Pingan spoke like this.

In fact, at that time, Chen Pingan spoke from his heart at the same time, but it was under another name, Zhao Shuxia.

At such a young age, people would be a little surprised when they reach this level of caution.

The old man didn't care about the suspicion of disrespect from the sword immortal who nodded left and right but said nothing. If he couldn't tolerate the arrogance of the left and right, the city in the north, plus the many sword immortals on the city, would still be under his Chen Qingdu sword.

How many people are left alive?

It is no surprise that Chen Qing knew about this.

On the top of the city at the feet of both sides, Chen Qingdu could be said to be invincible in the world, probably only inferior to the sage master in the Confucian Temple, Taoist ancestors in Baiyujing, and Buddha sitting on the lotus platform.

This is also the most helpless place.

But at the same time, this is what I admire the most about this old man.

Why is the Great Wall of Sword Qi still standing despite thousands of years of siege in the barbaric world?

All the great monsters in the wild world know very well that as long as Chen Qingdu doesn't die for a day, even if the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi is gone, he still can't go to Daoxuan Mountain or Haoran World.

Only Chen Qingdu could suppress the Jieao Jianxiu on the north side of the Sword Qi Great Wall for ten thousand years.

Only this old man could say to Yin Guan, "I will tolerate you because you are young."

Chen Qingdu said: "When the big and small troubles in the city are over, you ask Chen Ping'an to come and live in the thatched house. He must concentrate on practicing swordsmanship. When will he become a veritable swordsman, I will leave the city and go to

Help him come to propose marriage, otherwise I would have no shame to say this. A boss swordsman's unconventional routine, a shop of drinks, and an elementary school cannot be afforded."

Zuo Zuo said: "It depends on what he wants. If you don't go to Yao's house then, I will."

Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "This is very unkind. Neither your husband nor your junior brother here would speak like this."

He frowned and said: "You are also staring at the children in the back alley over there at the liquor store? Chen Qing doesn't care about so many things, but he actually cares about this?"

"otherwise?"

Chen Qingdu asked back: "My swordsmanship is better than yours, my swordsmanship is better than yours, my swordsmanship is better than yours, and my knowledge is greater than yours. You will take notice of me, so why can't I just look at you a few more times?"

The man on the left and right said expressionlessly: "I've tolerated you twice."

Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "The best thing about sword energy is that it is still inferior to humans, so just bear with it."

Left and right sneered: "Three times."

Chen Qingdu asked: "Do you know why I am willing to take a look at the literacy teaching in the back alley?"

The left and right people looked indifferent, "This involves one of the biggest problems of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Sword cultivators have been practicing swords for ten thousand years and killing enemies for ten thousand years. There are more and more people who don't know why. Why they live and why they die."

Chen Qingdu nodded and looked at the lights of the city to the north. The mansions of wealthy families were brightly lit, as bright as day. The streets and alleys were dim, and the land bordering the two places was dotted with stars.

"It's easy to say whether it's life or death. After all, it's so selfish that it's hard for people to really feel about it."

Chen Qingdu looked lonely, "I always hope that there are people over there who can do it by themselves, think by themselves, and feel by themselves. Knowing the causes and consequences, all the historical origins, and knowing the price paid by myself and my ancestors, I can still make people happy."

A living swordsman, even if he has resentment, grievance, or anger, will still draw his sword, and both the man and the sword will go south, and he will die if he dies."

The old man stretched out a palm and slowly raised it, "The light in the world starts with one, then two, two, three, three together, a bright star river."

He shook his head left and right and said, "It's too late, I lost."

Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "Sir, you are not as good as your junior brother. You know that even though it is useless, it is difficult to change the predetermined outcome, but you still do it patiently."

There was silence on both sides.

Chen Qingdu smiled and asked: "Four times?"

The left and right said: "No."

Chen Qingdu nodded and said: "Then I won't hit you, to save you some face and avoid the discomfort of teaching swordsmanship to my junior brother in the future."

The left and right said: "There are four times now."

Chen Qingdu clasped his hands behind his back and left, leaving only one sentence, "Rather than chatting with you, I still like to listen to Chen Pingan talk."

In the night, Chen Pingan took a walk to the Dragon Slaying Platform. Ning Yao was still practicing. Chen Pingan walked to the martial arts field, just walking, walking in a circle. When he was about to reach perfection, he shifted his steps slightly, and then drew

A bigger circle.

At some point, Ning Yao had come to him, and Chen Pingan was not surprised.

Ning Yao had already learned Nalan Yexing's stealth and concealment skills.

What Ning Yao has refined over the years is not the extremely high-grade innate natal flying sword, but something else.

But even if Ning Yao just used his flying sword, it would be enough for her to kill Pang Yuanji, Qi Shou and others.

This was what she said casually when Chen Pingan was chatting with Ning Yao. When she said it, she was understated and natural, but she stared at Chen Pingan.

At that time, Chen Ping'an was about to put his hand on the back of her hand, but he quietly retracted his hand, then raised his hand with a smile and fanned the breeze.

The two of them walked up to the gazebo.

Chen Pingan sat cross-legged next to Ning Yao.

Ning Yao continued the topic during the day, "Wang Zongping's generation, there were probably ten people together at the earliest. Compared with us, both in terms of numbers and Taoist qualifications, they are far inferior. Among them, Mi Quan's Taoist achievements were originally the highest.

It's a pity that Mi Quan died in the first battle out of the city. Now there are only three people left. Except Wang Zongping who was too seriously injured and was affected by the battle between the enemy and our two Immortal Realm monks. He has been stagnant at the Yuanying bottleneck and has not moved forward for many years. There are

Wang Wei and Su Yong, Su Yong's innate aptitude is actually better than that of Wang Zongping, who was at the bottom, but the sword heart is not strong and clear enough. He has participated in the big battle, but he deliberately fights in a small way, not daring to sacrifice his life, always thinking that it is quiet.

If you practice cultivation and live to be a hundred years old, you will be able to steadily advance to the upper five realms step by step, and then fight with all your strength. As a result, in the most dangerous battle to break the Nascent Soul bottleneck in the Great Sword Qi Wall, Su Yong not only failed to advance to Yupu, but was eliminated by the world.

Repelled by his sword intention, he immediately fell into the trap and became a golden elixir sword cultivator with a messy alchemy room and leaks from all sides. He had been silent for many years and hung out in the streets and alleys all year round. He became a gambler and a drunkard, defaulted on countless debts, and lived like a rat on the street.
To be continued...
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