Fan Dache, who was covered in tiny scars today, was drinking in a wine shop, lost in thought.
Chen Sanqiu was not much better and suffered a lot of injuries.
The five people agreed to work together to surround and kill the sword fairy Nalan at night in the small mustard world of the Ning Mansion Martial Arts Arena.
As a result, except for Chen Ping'an, Chen Sanqiu, Yan Zhuo, Dong Huafu, and Fan Dache, who was the last hindrance, no one ended well, with more injuries and less injuries.
Fatty Yan went home and continued to practice his sword. Dong Heitan wandered around somewhere, eating and drinking, buying this and that. Anyway, all the debts were settled on Chen Sanqiu and Yan Zhuo.
Fan Dache said: "Sanqiu, I am suddenly afraid of becoming a golden elixir sword cultivator. If you become a golden elixir, there will be no sword master followers."
Chen Sanqiu said with a smile: "Then I'm better than you. I have a good reincarnation, a big surname, and a rich family. Even if I become a golden elixir, I still have a family swordsman to help protect the formation. I'm happy, I'm so happy, I'll drink one first."
As expected, Chen Sanqiu raised his bowl and took a sip of wine.
Chen Sanqiu has now discovered that with a friend like Fan Dache, who is as considerate as his hair, it is better to be more straightforward with his words and not take too much care of the other person's mood.
Fan Dache started laughing and said, "Chen Pingan promised that I will follow you guys out of the city the next time the war breaks out. Then he, Chen Pingan, will be my swordsman."
After practicing martial arts and swordsmanship for so many times, no matter how stupid Fan Dache is, he still sees some of Chen Ping'an's intentions. In addition to helping Fan Dache hone his realm, he also wants everyone to cooperate skillfully and strive for everyone to survive in the next fight.
Kill as many monsters as possible at the same time.
Chen Sanqiu raised the wine bowl and bumped it, "Then you, Fan Dache, are amazing. With this kind of treatment, you can make Chen Ping'an a retinue."
Fan Dache poured another bowl of wine and wiped his mouth, "Thinking about it now, I am willing to be a golden elixir sword cultivator again."
Fan Dache lowered his voice and said: "Chen Ping'an is now a fifth-level monk, and he is just at the level where our Great Wall of Sword Qi has been broken. Why doesn't he come to the wine shop himself to make a fuss?"
Chen Sanqiu smiled and said: "I guess I'm too embarrassed to publicize it. After all, I'm not in the cave realm yet."
Fan Dache shook his head and said, "What is he embarrassed about?"
We were drinking together here before. Chen Pingan stood up and toasted all the guests. He said some serious words, "Fair swordsmen, why don't you break the boundary? Don't be polite to me. What's the point of being polite? Drink with our swords."
I am angry that the cheapest drinks in the Great Wall, the most delicious Yangchun noodles, and pickles that are free of charge have not been broken. This is like squatting in a manhole and not shitting. Are you worthy of the drinks in my shop? Are you worthy of the couplets and couplets in the wine shop?
Are you criticizing me? If you don’t live up to your expectations, all bachelors will pay more when they come here to drink!
At that time, all the drinkers were confused. They always felt that something was wrong, but they seemed to take it seriously to the end. For example, if they thought about the sentence about squatting in a manhole and not taking a shit, they would still suffer a loss.
In fact, these are okay. The most annoying thing is the fact that Dong Huafu took the initiative to pay money. Almost no one among the big and small gamblers won money. At the beginning, everyone was quite happy. Anyway, the second shopkeeper and the Yan family
The little fat guy followed suit and lost a lot of money. Later, Pang Yuanji, the only one who actually won money, came to the wine shop and drank with a smile. Then some people began to come to their senses, including the old thief Yuanying who was sitting in the bank.
This is the bastard who wrote a poem out of nowhere before.
Damn it, such a familiar road!
So today Chen Pingan did not go to the shop to drink with Chen Sanqiu and Fan Dache, but went to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
On the way there, Chen Ping'an, who had earned several Grain Rain coins after dividing the accounts, planned to change the person who would be the banker next time. For example, the sword fairy Tao Wen seemed to be more honest and honest.
On the other side of the city, Chen Ping'an did not directly drive the talisman boat to land next to his senior brother, but walked more than a hundred miles further.
During this period, I met a group of child sword cultivators from the Lower Five Realms, where they followed a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator.
There is no taboo in watching this type of sword practice.
Chen Ping'an was sitting on the top of the city, watching from a distance. Not far away, there were seven or eight little kids lying there arguing. They were arguing about how many Lin Junbis could defeat the second shopkeeper.
The children who can play on top of the city are actually not simple, they are either rich or noble, or they are born with the talent to practice swordsmanship.
Children from places like Yanyi Lane and Lingxi Lane will not come here. Once the city is too far away from the Great Wall of Sword Qi, ordinary children from the city will not have strong foot strength. Furthermore, above the city, the sword intent is heavy and the sword Qi is heavy.
A child with a strong body and a weak body simply cannot bear this suffering. This is life, some people are like a fish in water since they were young, and some people become more and more passionate as they grow up.
A child saw Chen Pingan sitting next to him and shouted at the top of his voice: "Second shopkeeper, tell me if you can hit five Lin Junbi with one hand. If you nod, you will be my Yuan Zaixuan from now on."
friends!"
Chen Ping'an didn't turn around, just waved his hand to get out.
The kid whose name didn't mean he was too young didn't want to give up and continued to ask: "What about three? Three is always okay?!"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I haven't fought before, so I don't know."
Yuan Zaihua shouted: "Then I will help you write a letter of challenge? Just say that the second shopkeeper plans to use one hand to challenge everyone including Lin Junbi, Yan Lu and Jiang Guancheng!"
Chen Ping'an stood up and came to the child with her hands on her hips. She was stunned for a moment to see that she was actually a tomboy. He held her head down, twisted her gently, and kicked her on the butt. "Go away. Do you know how to write?"
Also issued a letter of challenge."
After Yuan Zaihua stood firm, he said angrily: "I am quite literate! I am much more knowledgeable than you!"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "Can you write the words "bragging and not drafting"?
Yuan Zaihua said: "I know how to write, but I don't want to write. In fact, you don't know how to write, and you want me to teach you? What a beautiful idea!"
She is obviously the king of children, and the other children all share the same hatred and agree with Yuan Zaihua.
Chen Pingan sat down, facing the city to the north, twisted his wrist, took out a bamboo leaf, and played a tune.
After hearing this, Yuan Zaihua disapproved and said, "It doesn't sound good."
The rest of the children had no choice but to peck at the rice together.
Yuan Zaihua felt a little disappointed when he saw that Chen Ping'an didn't answer. He just patted his knees with both hands and looked to the north. Further north of the city, there was a mirage of prosperous commerce and a mixture of fish and dragons.
Chen Pingan suddenly laughed and asked: "Which ten sword immortals do you think are the most powerful now? There is no need to order them."
Yuan Zaihua rolled his eyes and said, "There's no order of precedence. That's nonsense. It's boring. You can just guess on your own."
Chen Pingan planned to get up and practice sword practice.
Nowadays, it is easier to learn swordsmanship from my senior brother. You can use four flying swords to resist the sword energy and save yourself a few deaths.
Yuan Zaihua stretched out his hand, "Chen Pingan, if you give me a folding fan, I will reveal the secret to you."
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "The abacus is pretty good."
Yuan Zaihua stretched out his hands to stop Chen Pingan from leaving, and said with stubborn eyes: "Hurry up! It must be the folding fan with the best and most handwriting!"
Chen Pingan didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but suddenly he remembered something, so he sat back and said, "You go ahead and let me see how you feel."
Yuan Zaihua poured the beans into the bamboo tube and said with a drum: "The boss Jianxian, Dong Sangeng, A Liang, Lord Yin Guan, Chen Xi, Qi Tingji, left and right, Nalan Shaowe, the old deaf child, Lu Zhi. That's ten!"
Bring me the folding fan!”
Chen Ping'an stood up, picked out a jade bamboo folding fan from among the things nearby, and slapped it on the tomboy's palm, "Remember to keep it, it's worth a lot of money."
Yuan Zaihua opened the folding fan and liked it very much. However, there were a few words on the fan and she couldn't recognize a few of them, so she said angrily: "Change it, I want one with more words."
Chen Pingan pressed her little head again, twisted it slightly, turned her head to the side, and said with a smile: "Little girl, do you dare to bargain with me? Accept it when you agree, or else I will regret it."
Yuan Zaihua closed the folding fan, walked around behind him, and stretched out his hand again, "Then I will buy you another folding fan with the most words!"
Chen Pingan smiled and asked, "Where's the money?"
Yuan Zaihua said seriously: "Boss Jianxian, Dong Sangen, A Liang, Lord Yin Guan, Chen Xi, Qi Tingji, left and right, Nalan Shaowei, Lao Deafer, Lu Zhi. From today on, we will add a second shopkeeper
Chen Pingan! These are the eleven most powerful sword immortals of our Great Sword Qi Wall!"
Chen Ping'an was so happy that he gave her another folding fan with a lot of words, and said with a smile: "You can do it, little girl. If you can steal money from me, you are the number one on the Great Wall of Sword Qi."
How could Yuan Zaihua care about such a "fake name"? She now had folding fans in both hands and was very happy. She suddenly used a negotiating tone and lowered her voice and asked: "You can give me another one. It's okay if the word count is smaller."
I can rank you in the top ten or the top five!"
It's a pity that the silly second shopkeeper walked away with a smile.
But before leaving, he took out a small seal, breathed a sigh of relief, asked Yuan Zaihua to hand her the folding fan with a small number of characters, sealed it lightly, and then returned the folding fan to the little girl.
A group of children looked at each other in shock.
The old Yuanying swordsman finished teaching swordsmanship, and after Chen Pingan walked away, he came near these children.
Yuan Zaihua was lying on the wall, with two folding fans spread out in front of her eyes, trying hard to read the words there. Of course she liked the fan with the dense writing on it, it was more valuable when she looked at it.
But the old man bent down and looked at the folding fan with fewer words, and laughed dumbly.
Most good things are not strong, and the colorful clouds are easy to scatter and the glass is brittle.
Colorful clouds are easy to disperse and come back again, but my heart is like broken glass that remains unbroken.
The previous sentence is an extremely famous poem in the world.
The following words are similar to each other, and their meanings are completely different. They must have been made up by the young man himself.
To be continued...