Chen Pingan opened his eyes, and four flying swords appeared in almost an instant. The first year of junior high was asking for credit, the fifteenth year was still obedient, and Pine Needle and Ke Lei were imitation swords after all. Although they were refined, they were still far from spiritual.
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The small house has the most familiar medicinal smell.
Look at the sky outside the window, it's approaching dusk.
He closed his eyes and felt the vague atmosphere of the Great Sword Qi Wall in the distance. Then he opened his eyes again. Chen Pingan put away his flying sword and immersed himself in the small world of his body. He checked the sequelae of the battle, mainly inspecting the four key acupoints.
In the battle between monks, they fight against each other. If the natal Qi Palace turns into ruins similar to battlefield ruins, the avenue will be fundamentally damaged.
But as soon as Mind Mustard Seed appeared, a menacing fire dragon swam over. Above the dragon's head, stood the golden little man, still wearing a Confucian shirt, in addition to a sword, and a golden scripture, but he changed into
A little bald head.
The little golden man stood on top of the fire dragon, glaring hard at Chen Pingan, ready to go.
Chen Pingan said bluffingly: "Don't curse others, I will be cruel and even curse myself."
Does that little bald guy still care about this? He kept cursing.
Chen Ping'an couldn't really quarrel with the golden villain, so he had to pretend to be deaf and dumb. After all, he didn't have it to help patrol the small world, control the pure warrior's true energy, and not interfere with the operation of the spiritual energy of the Qi Mansion, otherwise Chen Ping'an would be like this
After such a big battle, my mind was as sleepy as a small death. The warrior's true energy and the monk's spiritual energy were already fighting fiercely in the small world. It would make things worse and cause endless troubles.
Over at the Water Mansion, the spiritual energy has been completely exhausted, the water patterns on the murals are dim, and the small ponds have dried up. However, the foundations of the water seals, painted murals and small ponds have not been damaged. Naturally, they are not unscathed, but just have a chance.
During the repairs, for example, some of the paint on the mural was peeling off, and many of the water gods' portraits, which were already unstable, became more and more shaky and scattered. Among them, some of the water gods seemed to have been dotted, and the originally pure and bright golden light was also somewhat dim.
The whole water palace seemed a little lifeless. The boys in green clothes were all doing nothing. A clever woman could not make a living without rice. They looked up at Chen Pingan with a grain of heart. They did not complain, but all frowned and looked resentful. Chen Pingan
I had to promise them that they would try their best to help replenish the household income and restore the vitality of this place as soon as possible. The children in green all drooped their heads, not believing it.
On the other side of the water palace gate, a little golden man sat cross-legged on a dragon head, glaring at the boys in green clothes.
The listless little guys immediately got up and sent Chen Pingan off.
After leaving the water mansion, the little golden man began to ride the fire dragon again, chasing Chen Pingan and scolding him.
Both the mountain temple and the wooden house are in a similar situation to the water mansion. You have to be a tinker and slowly fill the holes with the help of fairy money and the corresponding treasures belonging to the five elements.
The damage to three key acupoints and natal objects caused Chen Ping'an to fall into the third realm at once, so he is now a great monk at the second realm.
The good news is that the Jian Qi Eighteen Stops modified by A Liang is no longer unblocked.
On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, they occupy two key qi palaces and continue to sharpen their swords with the Dragon-Slaying Platform.
Of the first three acupoints where the "tiny, tiny" sword energy lingered, only the last one remained, like an empty house waiting for a vacant place.
Just wait for Chen Ping'an to give birth to a flying sword that is more worthy of the name than the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, and become a true swordsman.
The key to the reason why Jian Qi was unable to pass the last pass at the Eighteen Stops for a long time was that the acupoint where the sword Qi was located had invisibly become a "frontier town" that blocked the road and blocked the sword Qi cavalry.
Chen Ping'an suddenly laughed. The golden figure's little bald head looked quite cute.
Unexpectedly, as he thought about it in his mind, it was as if he was hit by a god beating a drum on his chest. Chen Pingan let out a mouthful of turbid air and blood stasis.
Who did you learn from to hold such a grudge? It must have been the great disciple who learned from you.
Chen Pingan put on his boots and could get out of bed and walk without any problems.
Aunt Bai, who had been guarding the corridor outside the house, smiled and said, "Uncle, are you awake?"
Chen Pingan opened the door and asked: "Mother Bai, how long have I slept?"
Aunt Bai said: "Not long, only three days and three nights."
Chen Ping'an breathed a sigh of relief, "How is the battle at the top of the city?"
Aunt Bai was even more happy, "It's strange to say that after setting up such a big battle before, when we actually attacked the city, it was still a small fight, and it was almost the same as the previous two sieges, and we were destined to die."
Chen Ping'an hummed, turned around, moved a bench and placed it in the corridor, and sat down with Aunt Bai to chat.
Aunt Bai's words certainly made him feel at ease.
On the surface, this is the truth. After all, Aunt Bai will not talk nonsense on such a big matter. It is just the truth behind the scenes, the suffocating feeling of dark clouds over the city and the coming rain. It is impossible for Aunt Bai to be unaware of it.
Several battles involving thunder and light rain were all intended to build momentum.
The appearance of the fourteen big demons will definitely not just accompany the old man in gray to take a look at the Sword Qi Great Wall.
Aunt Bai looked at Chen Ping'an, who looked calm, and joked: "Master, aren't you in a hurry to go to the city?"
Chen Ping'an said: "If you're not in a hurry, don't be in a hurry. Wait for me to recover a little and find a way to hide from others before I go to the city to help. Otherwise, if I'm with Ning Yao, even if I can't help him, he will be better than me.
The expected result is much different. In two days at most, if I can recover most of my combat power, I can climb to the top of the city."
Aunt Bai nodded and said, "That's right. Now I am one of the top three people on the list who must be killed. If you are not careful, you will attract the attention of one or two big monsters."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "The ranking suddenly jumped so high? Does the wild world value a second-level qi practitioner so much? I understand, the intention is really sinister. He clearly wants to piss Pang Yuanji, Qi Shou and Gao Yehou to death."
After Aunt Bai smiled knowingly, she said with emotion: "I understand a lot of truths. For example, when I help my uncle with his fists, I should use a heavier hand to be beneficial. But after all, I can't be as ruthless as old dog Nalan. My uncle is the same."
I’m used to being in the world and have rich experience in fighting, so it’s not my turn to worry.”
Chen Ping'an shook his head and said: "The chess game is new, no matter how dangerous the rivers and lakes are, no matter how brutal the fighting on the mountain is, it is far from being comparable to the offensive and defensive battles on the Sword Qi Great Wall. On the other side of Haoran Tianxia, ​​if an Earth Immortal monk dies, it is often...
It's a big deal. Don't say that Aunt Bai is worried, I'm even more afraid, but just because of fear, I think about trivial things when nothing happens."
Chen Pingan stretched out his hands to draw a chessboard, then circled a small piece of land in the middle of the chessboard, and said softly: "If it is such a big chessboard, and the two sides are the Wild World and the Great Wall of Sword Qi, then
The old man in gray is the chess player. He has great chess power and many chess pieces. The boss, the swordsman, is the chess player on our side. I am of low level, so I will join the battlefield next. What I have to do is to hide as much as possible on the big chessboard.
, show weakness, quietly, and create a small chessboard that I can control. Under the big world, there is that small world, and I sit in it. The chance of winning is high and the accident is small. So if I was not too hasty at the time and did not allow me to think too much,
I don’t want to leave the city prematurely to fight, I wish all the beasts in the wild world didn’t know there was a guy named Chen Ping’an on the Sword Qi Great Wall from the beginning to the end of the war.”
Having said this, Chen Ping'an took out the sword gourd, shook it, and said with a smile, "Fortunately, the moment I left the city, I habitually thought more about it."
The bet between the boss swordsman and the old man in gray actually has a lot of mystery.
It can even be said that it was Chen Qingdu's bet that allowed Chen Ping'an to decide the final strategy against the enemy almost instantly.
The reason is very simple. How much Chen Ping'an weighs can be seen clearly by the Boss Sword Immortal. He may even be able to see it more clearly than his senior brother.
Even when Chen Qing looked at that young man Li Zhen, he could see the general depth of him.
Therefore, Chen Pingan understood instantly and did not need to be cruel and exchange lives with his opponent.
You shouldn't be thinking about survival, but about winning.
As for Li Zhen, he far overestimated his status in the heart of the old man in gray.
What the old man in gray really wants is a disciple who has completely changed his Taoist heart and inherited all the sword intent.
As the manifestation of the Great Dao of the Wild World, the importance he attached to his direct disciple Li Zhen was at most the same as Ning Yao from the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
As a chess piece falling on the chessboard without knowing that you are an abandoned piece and not trying to fundamentally change the difficult situation, it will be fatal.
It should be taken as a warning.
First, Huai Qian died in Luzhou, Beiju, and then Li Zhen died under the Jianqi Great Wall.
One is the proud son of Heaven in the Divine Continent of Middle-earth, and the other is the destiny of the wild world.
Chen Ping'an raised the sword gourd and said, "I secretly drank a few sips of wine, but I'm sure I won't drink too much. Don't complain, grandma."
Aunt Bai looked kind and said slowly: "As long as I don't get drunk, it doesn't hurt to drink more. I always make people feel at ease when I do things, no matter big or small."
After Chen Pingan drank a few sips of wine, he coughed and quickly put away the sword gourd.
This little movement from my uncle would not worry the old woman. After all, the greatest benefit from my uncle in this battle was his physical fitness.
That Yu Xuanfu, I guess from now on, every time he has a fight with his uncle, he will hit the wall one more time.
Aunt Bai asked in a low voice: "The disasters in the world are so dangerous. Why do you want to take such a big risk?"
But after hearing about it from Nalan Yexing, the old woman was still frightened.
Chen Ping'an said softly: "I traveled to Luzhou in Beiju before, and I am not unfamiliar with the Sea of ​​Clouds, Heavenly Tribulation, and Creation of Thunder Pond. In fact, the basic principles and rules of the two operations are similar, so I dealt with it without being too busy.
So in many cases, luck still has to be talked about. Li Zhen actually thought a lot about that fight, but luck was not good. Having said that, if it were me, Li Zhen, on the Great Wall of Sword Qi with people
In the fight, we should have taken 'luck' and 'overwhelming' into account a long time ago. In the final analysis, Li Zhen is still too... young. If Li Zhen had been older after experiencing the offensive and defensive battle of the Sword Qi Great Wall,
, Li Zhen will be a very formidable opponent."
Having said this, Chen Pingan laughed to himself.
To be continued...