Chen Qingdu glanced at Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan immediately put away "that" unnamed flying sword. With a thought, there was no sword light at all. All the flying swords were directly hidden in the key energy palace, and finally condensed into one sword.
This kind of flying sword back and forth, which almost completely ignores the obstruction of time, is actually very unreasonable.
This is due to the fact that this natal flying sword is placed in the small world created by another natal flying sword. The two magical powers are superimposed to have this elusive effect.
The natal flying sword that the qi practitioner refined by chance is, after all, a relic of another sword cultivator. There is a physical and spiritual difference between the two sword cultivators' own natal flying sword. The gap is as big as the world between them.
Even if the former has been greatly refined, it still belongs to the category of half-external objects, but the latter is truly life-threatening and possesses all kinds of incredible magical powers.
The Pine Needle Coughing Thunder is an imitation of the Hate Sword Mountain sword. Needless to say, it is more of a combination of talismans and was used by Chen Ping'an, a pure martial artist, to escape or fight for his life.
On the 15th day of the lunar month, it is a real relic of the ancient sword immortal, but even after being refined by Chen Ping'an, it is still unable to display magical powers and the exquisiteness of the sword can only stagnate in the realm of extreme speed, tenacity, and sharpness. The so-called waste of nature.
, But that’s it. After exhausting all human and mental efforts, it still stopped here. Chen Pingan has not regretted himself for so many years.
Chen Pingan put away the mysterious magical power of another natal flying sword, and on the martial arts field, the small world that enveloped Chen Pingan himself and the boss swordsman Chen Qingdu disappeared.
Bai Lianshuang stood in the corridor in the distance. After the old woman confirmed her guess, she turned her head, stretched out the back of her hand, and wiped the corners of her eyes.
In fact, Chen Pingan seemed to be sleepwalking before. When he left the secret room of Ning Mansion, the old woman had already noticed something strange. However, Chen Pingan was so confused at that time that he did not fully wake up. He had no idea that not only had he cultivated a natal flying sword,
What's more, they didn't know that this flying sword had already appeared in the world, and had exerted its natal magical power to protect its owner. Therefore, the place where Chen Ping'an walked was surrounded by a small, almost natural world.
When Aunt Bai saw the old man, she was no less surprised than her own uncle who had finally raised his natal flying sword. She quickly bent down and clasped her fists, saluted respectfully to the eldest sword fairy, and then left silently. On the way there, the old woman raised her hand.
stop.
Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, first clasped his fists to the boss Sword Immortal, and then saluted him, but he was speechless.
All in silence.
Chen Qingdu put his hands behind his back and slowly climbed up the Dragon-Slaying Cliff, followed closely by Chen Pingan.
Chen Qingdu said as he walked: "She was the first to be kind to the human race. I still remember this old almanac for thousands of years. I actually discovered it when you first came to the Sword Qi Great Wall.
There are clues and three acupoints. Although her three strands of sword energy are no longer lingering around, I am most familiar with that aura. After all, my sword skills came from her last master. But besides worrying, I
This is not only the plan of the person behind the scenes, but also has selfish motives. I, Chen Qing, have the final say in repaying the favor. How to repay it and when to repay it is my own decision. So I pretend not to see her hint and will not rebuild the Changsheng Bridge for you personally.
, I won’t do anything to raise your natal flying sword, just so that we can have a reunion after ten thousand years. I owe her a favor, not you Chen Ping’an. If she is unhappy, use the sword energy
Just look for me at the Great Wall."
Chen Qingdu was sitting on the bench. Sitting there, facing the south, he could see the wall of the Sword Qi Great Wall. The old man sighed: "How many ancient people are my old friends, even younger generations, how many ancient gods and barbarian monsters."
, they are all my enemies, even the souls of those who died under the sword. You will not understand the great loneliness in this."
Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "It has been many years since I saw the city from such a distance. I remember when it was first built, I stood on the side of Taixiang Street, watching with Mr. Long. Two friends laughed and said that there is such a high city.
, can last for thousands of years. In the end, we did it.”
Chen Qingdu turned to look at Chen Ping'an and said happily: "The good fortune you have today is not something you begged from others, nor is it something anyone gave you. It's just something you fought for."
Chen Pingan stood up and clasped his fists and said, "I still have to thank the Boss Sword Immortal for his preaching and protection."
Chen Qingdu said: "If you really want to say this, it is barely justified. It's just that when you look at the process with a good result, everything is kind. When you look back at life with a bad ending, you are always malicious."
Chen Pingan said with a smile: "This junior just discusses the matter, makes good remarks, has a lot of grievances, and doesn't have the guts to talk to the boss Sword Fairy."
This is the truth. If we still talk about things, if we successfully rebuilt the Changsheng Bridge for the first time at the Great Wall of Sword Qi and became a sword cultivator with the embryo of a sword immortal, there wouldn’t be so many surprises and we wouldn’t need to carry a long sword on our back.
Qi Sword, go to Tongyezhou to find Donghaiguan Taoist Temple. There may be no fighting in the old dragon city in the future. There will not be that situation where the realm is not enough and you can only cultivate your mind. The situation of Shujian Lake and the Skeleton Beach is Jingguan.
The fate of Cheng Gaocheng and He Xiaoliang's joint plan was hanging by a thread, as well as the thankless and thankless struggle to survive the catastrophe. If all these things were gone, it would be a completely different scene. As for that kind of life, it would be even more
Whether it is better or worse, there is no chance to know anyway.
There is also the predicament of the Sword Qi Great Wall today. I really want to nag. Chen Pingan can argue with the boss Jianxian for several days.
Chen Qingdu nodded, "You kid, if nothing else, you still have some connections with your elders."
Chen Ping'an asked in a low voice: "When will my close thing be able to be reopened? If the war breaks out, I will definitely accompany Ning Yao and the others to leave the city to fight."
It's only half the story.
The other half, of course, is missing something so close that I can't use it. It will delay my ability to earn money by picking up rags. If I am carrying a big bag and running around, looking at the dragons and the like, it will not be fair.
Chen Qingdu wondered: "Why don't you ask Yan Ming about something as big as sesame seeds and mung beans?"
Chen Pingan was hesitant at first. He always felt that with Uncle Yan's acting style, he could be appointed by the boss Sword Immortal to help him sneak into Jingjian Pavilion in Daixuan Mountain. How could a close-by object containing a scroll of Sword Immortal appear in such a big way?
The mistake? But Chen Ping'an quickly understood and understood that it was indeed a trivial matter. He could just go back and borrow something close to him from the wealthy Uncle Yan.
Chen Qing didn't care about Chen Pingan's little calculation. He estimated that this kid had borrowed it, and it was hard to say whether he would pay it back or not.
However, what Chen Qingdu said about his good relationship with his elders was very accurate. Yan Ming, who had great expectations for his only son Yan Peck, would not be stingy with a thing that was close to him, both in public and private matters.
Yan Ming's kendo skills are not high, but he is good at making money from sources, so he likes Chen Ping'an very much. This is very different from Yue Qing's impression of this young foreigner. Yan Ming is from the beginning
A wealthy family head who just looked up to Chen Ping'an.
Chen Qingdu seems not to care about anything, but in fact, everyone in the junior sword cultivator has his heart in mind.
Chen Qingdu suddenly said: "Your two flying swords are not just as simple as one attack and one defense. They are different from those of your peers such as Qi Shou and Gao Yehou. Their flying swords are quite lethal.
, the doorway is not shallow either, but the further you go, the possibilities of connecting multiple flying swords will not be as great as yours."
It should be noted that Confucian saints sit in the academy, and tigers and water gods sit in the mountains and rivers, which is a higher level.
As for Chen Ping'an's natal flying sword, which the old man praised as "a bird in a cage", whether it possesses such great magical power that can elevate it to a higher level remains to be discovered and excavated by Chen Ping'an himself.
As long as you become a sword cultivator, have your natal flying sword, and survive the most difficult stage of "making something out of nothing", you will have the confidence to talk to great heights and far away in the future, and be free physically and mentally.
Chen Qingdu stood up and said with a smile: "Finally we have some decent means."
About to return to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, the old man turned to look at Chen Ping'an and asked: "Before, the sword's power and the long river of time washed away the body and soul. How did it feel when the body and bones were shattered?"
Chen Ping'an also stood up and said with a wry smile: "Practicing boxing in my hometown is much more difficult than before. I definitely don't want to do it again."
Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "What a coincidence."
Chen Ping'an had sweat on his forehead and shook his head with a straight face: "Boss Sword Immortal, it's not a coincidence."
Chen Qingdu said: "What a coincidence."
Chen Pingan accepted his fate and said helplessly: "Senior has the final say."
Chen Qingdu laughed and said: "This time, the body will be melted and the body will be melted. The process will be much slower."
Chen Pingan asked in a trembling voice: "You are already a sword cultivator, why do you still do this?"
Chen Qingdu gave an answer that Chen Ping'an would never have thought of: "The resentment of young people is unacceptable."
After the old man finished speaking, he disappeared.
The entire Ningfu Zhanlong Cliff and the small pavilion, a small world appeared out of thin air that even a sword immortal could not break for a hundred years. Chen Pingan was suppressed and fell in the middle of the pavilion.
From the top of the pavilion, the sword light was like a weird waterfall with an extremely slow flow, hitting Chen Pingan's head. He looked like a golden warrior warrior. First, the whole person was like an unbroken porcelain that was hit to the ground. It was not broken, but countless people appeared.
There are many cracks and gaps, especially the head and face that were the first to be "bathed" in the Jianyi Waterfall. If Chen Ping'an could still travel far away from his body, he would have discovered his true body. The current scene was like
The face of the wife of Tongyezhou Flying Eagle Castle was even more miserable. Not only the skin, but also the eyes began to slowly crack. The most painful part was that this evolution spread bit by bit, like
The growth of vegetation is just like what happened to Chen Pingan in the secret room of Ning Mansion. One is fast and the other is slow, two extremes.
However, after the water of those waterfalls touched the ground, it did not rush out of Zhanlong Cliff and the small pavilion. Instead, it was like an ancient well carrying the rain from the sky. The water in the well became deeper and deeper, and the water level gradually reached Chen Ping'an's knees.
This is not just holding one's body in a white blade, it is clearly a killing inch by inch that is similar to the border between heaven and earth.
To wash swords, only sword cultivators have always washed swords. How can a sword cultivator use his own physical body to make swords and use them to clean and refine swords?
The old woman noticed the vision of heaven and earth again in the distance, and said happily: "I never thought that my uncle would become a swordsman, and he would become even more diligent in practicing swordsmanship."
On the other side of the Sword Qi Great Wall, people asked: "How is it?"
Chen Qingdu smiled and said: "First, there is the beast ancestor holding a long sword, the tip of the sword pointing directly at the wild world, and then there is Chen Qingdu detained with a flying sword of his own life. As a senior brother, what do you think of your junior brother?"
With a stern look on his face, he said solemnly: "It's senior brother and junior brother."
Chen Qingdu clicked his tongue and said, "I beg you, the literary saints, to have some face."
Zuo Zuo was in a good mood, and he really didn't care this time, but he couldn't help frowning and asked: "Since you have your own flying sword, why don't you rush to the battlefield immediately?"
Chen Qingdu said: "I begged him to come, but that boy has become a swordsman and is so arrogant that he refuses to come."
Everyone laughed heartily and said, "It's the boss Sword Immortal who wants to face me."
To be continued...