Chen Ping'an misses that when Pei, Qian, and Cao Qinglang were both here, his senior brother would be more polite to him.

Chen Pingan said softly: "If I want the eldest brother to agree to leave the Great Sword Qi Wall, I shouldn't refuse the boss Jianqi. I should agree to light the natal lamp at the Luopo Mountain Patriarch Hall. In this way, the eldest brother at least won't have to.

Because I stay here, I have one more worry."

He said: "Half of a word? Who taught you, sir?! The boss swordsman has told me everything. The speed of my sword, you are not even a swordsman, you can't think of breaking your head, who gave you the courage?"

Thinking about these messy things? How did you say that to Yu Xuanfu? Is it possible that the truth is just for others to listen to? The truth in your heart is hard to come by. It is the wine in the shop and the seal folding fan, casually,

You can just keep it for yourself and sell it all to make money? I think it’s better not to learn this kind of bullshit.”

Chen Pingan was speechless for a moment.

The eldest brother usually doesn't speak much on his side. He said so much today, and it seems that he is really very angry with him.

It doesn't matter.

Chen Ping'an had already prepared a countermeasure, "No matter how busy you are, sir, now that Pei Qian, Cao Qinglang and the others are in Luoluo Mountain, they will go there often to see how senior brother teaches swords. I believe that senior brother's nephews will."

I told our husband 1510, he will definitely be happy after hearing it."

This time it was left and right's turn to be speechless.

Chen Ping'an changed the subject and asked: "Are there many people in the wild world who have not forgotten the Sword Qi Great Wall?"

He nodded his head and said: "Of course. But it's still of no use."

Chen Pingan asked again: "The two saints from Confucianism and Buddhism are stationed at the two ends of the city, and the Taoist saints are stationed at the sky. Are they all to protect the Sword Qi Great Wall from being tainted, eroded and transformed by the luck of the wild world?"

He said: "For the saints of the three religions, this is not an easy thing. The Confucian saint who was born as a Buddhist failed in the debate with my husband and went to the Yasheng lineage. He has profound knowledge, so you don't

I think the Yasheng lineage is so unbearable. We scholars are most afraid of harming our own interests, so we scratch our hearts and complain about everyone. Don't think that the Lisheng lineage has a gentleman and overlord, so we think that all the Lisheng lineage in the world

A disciple of Confucianism, everyone is a gentleman and a wise man."

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "It's not like this, so you can't see the mountain with just one leaf."

Zhong Kui, the gentleman of Tongyezhou, is from the Yasheng lineage.

Zuo Zuo asked: "What did Cui Dongshan say before leaving?"

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It's just a trivial matter."

There was silence for a long time, and he slowly said: "In those days, except for Mr., no one had seen Cui Han when he was a boy. When the few of us met him, he was already a young man about the same age as you now."

Chen Pingan suddenly said: "I still believe that the world will get better and better."

Zuo Zuo smiled and said: "That's it."

Chen Ping'an turned around and said: "Senior Brother, if you could smile more often, you would be much more handsome than Wei Jin from Fengxue Temple."

The left and right asked back: "Isn't it the same if you don't laugh?"

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I think so, but I don't know how Wei Jin feels about it."

He hummed and said, "I'll ask later."

Chen Ping'an added: "We still need to see whether Wei Jin answers the question sincerely or not."

He nodded his head left and right and said, "That makes sense."

The two senior brothers just looked into the distance together.

Everyone who knows each other goes far away.

Just like today, Chen Pingan is like this.

Just like not long ago, Qi Jinglong took Baishou and some young sword cultivators from the Taihui Sword Sect and left the Great Wall of Sword Qi together.

Everyone is like this below the mountain, and the gods on the mountain are no exception.

The Great Wall of Sword Qi sneaks away again, and the flowers bloom again in the spring.

This time Ningyao retreated for a long time as if he had forgotten the cold and heat. In fact, this is the most common way to practice Taoism.

Fan Dache still hasn't broken through the realm, but his foundation in the Longmen realm is getting better and better, and he is completely familiar with the Ning Mansion and the Yan Family.

Now that Yan Pei has been taught by the chief minister of the family, his swordsmanship has improved even more.

Chen Sanqiu is still the swinger brother who always feels like the wall is coming to help him after drinking.

Dong Huafu still buys things without spending money wherever he goes.

The business of Diezhang Liquor Store is still very good, and more and more "Nothing" signs are hanging on the wall.

It is said that Qi Shou has gone into seclusion, and he has great hope of becoming a Nascent Soul Sword Cultivator after leaving seclusion this time.

Pang Yuanji often goes to Diezhang Liquor Shop to buy wine, because the shop has launched a new type of wine, which is extremely strong, Shaodaozi Liquor, but the price is a bit more expensive. A pot of fermented rice costs three snows, so one snow costs money.

Instead of selling less, Zhuhai Dongtian Liquor sold more. However, Pang Yuanji was not short of money, and his friend Gao Kui, the Sword Immortal, was also good at it, so Pang Yuanji always felt that he alone supported half of the business of Shaodaozi Liquor.

, it’s a pity that the big shopkeeper, the girl Diezhang, got the true biography of the second shopkeeper, and she became more and more stingy. No matter how much wine she bought at one time, she was not willing to buy it for a piece of snow. She also complained about Pang Yuanji for buying so much. What would the other sword fairies do?

If she is willing to sell wine, Pang Yuanji owes her a favor.

Pang Yuanji was so worried that he could drink whatever he wanted, but now Gao Kui was addicted to alcohol and had no money. Now Gao Kuiwen was raising his natal flying sword, and at a critical juncture, he suddenly changed from a wealthy man with a millionaire to a wealthy man.

Becoming a pauper who can't take the blame is the most common thing in the Great Wall of Sword Qi. When you have money, you really have a lot of spare money in your pocket. If you don't have money, you won't even have a copper coin left, and you have to scrape together.

Xizou borrows money from others on credit.

But what Pang Yuanji is most interested in right now is when the stinky tofu will be sold.

For some reason, the assistants in the shop are no longer the two young men from Lingxi Lane and Coili Lane, but three people, a young man, a young girl, and a dark child, all of whom are older.

There are many neighbors among the shopkeepers, but the one who is smart is the youngest one. The drunkards and gamblers all like to tease this little guy when they have nothing to do, because the child has a big temper despite his young age. It doesn’t matter whether you are a swordsman or not, you dare to give credit.

No way, if you dare to take more pickles and ask for more Yangchun noodles, you will get a look from him. The pickles will still be served to the table or sent to the roadside, but the child will not look good.

From the winter of last year to the spring of this year, the second shopkeeper lived in seclusion and hardly showed up. Only Guo Zhujiu, who visited the house diligently, could occasionally see his master. When he met, he asked the senior sister why he didn't come back. The small bamboo box he was carrying was now

We have already fallen in love with her, and the next time we meet the senior sister, the bookcase will definitely start talking, saying that it likes the new and dislikes the old, and won’t go home.

Over at the Ning Mansion, Nalan Yexing was a little uneasy, and took the initiative to ask Bai Lianshuang's old aunt, whether his uncle's sword-training method was too eager for success, was it really okay? He, Nalan Yexing, couldn't bear to draw his sword.

Aunt Bai was also anxious, but the young lady was in seclusion, who could she talk to? So she asked Nalan to walk at night to the top of the city to find his uncle's senior brother.

Nalan Yexing thought that he was right and went there, but his uncle's senior brother was even more ruthless and said that if you, Senior Nalan, feel that your junior brother asking you to practice swordsmanship will delay your return to the immortal realm, then let your junior brother come.

Just practice swordsmanship here at the top of the city.

Nalan Yexing left the city with a dark face. Aunt Bai was guarding the door. When she heard the irritating words from the people on the left and right, she almost couldn't hold back and went to the city. It took a long time to persuade Nalan Yexing.

Stop.

After persuading him, Nalan Yexing felt secretly happy in his heart. He was called "Senior Nalan" by everyone around him. It's so exciting. Go drink. My uncle will ask me to practice swordsmanship tomorrow. Don't blame Grandpa Nalan for being ruthless. He drank too much.

After drinking, his shots were careless and he couldn't control the power of his flying sword.

After several large and small spring rains, the heat began to rise between heaven and earth.

On this day, Chen Pingan was sitting alone in the pavilion, with his hands in his sleeves and his back leaning against the pavilion pillar, taking a nap in the cool air.

On the top of the city, people stood up with their eyes open, stretched out their hands to press the hilt of their swords, and squinted their eyes to look into the distance.

To the south of the city head, thousands of miles of yellow sand cover the sky and the sun, and come in turbulent waves.

The rolling gravel was actually higher than the Great Sword Qi Wall, like the tide crashing onto the shore, heading straight towards the Great Sword Qi Wall.

The monks in futons and the saints in Confucian robes at the left and right ends of the Sword Qi Great Wall each stretched out their palms at the same time and gently pressed down on the white mist.

A Taoist saint holding a snow-white croaker in his hand sat cross-legged at a very high place. When the old Taoist raised his eyes and looked up, as far as he could see, the sea of ​​clouds opened up layer by layer under his feet.

There was a little girl who looked like a child, who had been yawning, lying on the top of the city, staring at a pot of wine that had not been sealed with mud. Now she was rolling and jumping with joy.

He stood up, his eyes were shining brightly, and he shouted in a childish voice: "Everyone below the Jade Pu Realm, please leave the city! There are enough on the northern border, come and make up the number!"

Chen Qingdu slowly walked out of the hut, put his hands behind his back, walked to the left and right sides, lightly jumped up on the wall, and asked with a smile: "Save the sword energy for dinner?"

There was silence on both sides, but they did not draw their swords. They just stopped trying to gather their sword energy and moved forward.

Outside the Jianqi Great Wall, the yellow sand turned into powder instantly like hitting a wall, making it difficult to approach the city head within a short distance.

Not only that, the invisible sword energy wall continued to move southward, and the rolling yellow sand followed it back for dozens of miles.

Finally, the sky and the earth are restored to clarity, and the field of vision is widened and unobstructed.

On the other side of the northern city, bright sword lights flashed across the sky, and they all sheathed their swords and stopped at the top of the southern city.

Finally, on top of the Sword Qi Great Wall.

The swordsman is like a cloud.

Chen Qingdu, left and right.

Dong Sangen, Lord Yin Guan, Chen Xi, Qi Tingji, Nalan Shaowei, Lao Deafer, Lu Zhi.

Yue Qing, Ning Lianyun, Wu Chengpei, Zhou Cheng, Mi Hu, Mi Yu, Sun Juyuan, Gao Kui, Tao Wen, the Yan family worshiped the immortal swordsman Li Tuimi...

Han Huaizi in Luzhou in the north, Wei and Jin Dynasties in Aquarius Island, Yuan Qingshu in the south Posuzhou, Licai in Jianhu Lake of Duckweed, Bitter Summer in Shao Yuan Dynasty...

Chen Qingdu looked into the distance and said with a smile: "Now that I have the support of that old man, I feel a lot more courageous. There are so many fresh faces. Well, there are quite a lot of them. There is a seat in the mouse hole, almost.
Chapter completed!