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Ning Yao asked Chen Pingan to return to the city head first and reminded him to be careful on the way.
Dong Huafu felt that this sentence was a bit redundant.
Say what you say directly, which has always been Dong's style of painting.
Chen Sanqiu said with a smile: "If there are not a few unnecessary words between men and women, it will be in trouble."
Dong Huafu nodded in approval, and then asked: "Do you have the opportunity to say unnecessary words?"
Chen Sanqiu imitated the second shopkeeper and smiled back.
Dong Huafu was afraid that the second shopkeeper would hold a grudge and settle accounts, but he was not afraid of Chen Sanqiu, who dreamed of being his brother-in-law, so he made some words to make matters worse, "The reason why my sister became a sword cultivator of the Yinguan lineage is not to avoid you on purpose.
Right? If that’s really the case, let’s get over it. I’ll tell you later, I still have some sense of loyalty as a friend.”
Chen Sanqiu shook his head and said, "That's not the case. Your sister is a straightforward person. If she likes her, she likes her. If she doesn't like her, she doesn't like her. She won't be too deliberate."
It's always good to like someone.
What's more, ever since Chen Sanqiu wore crotchless pants, she felt that her neighbor's sister, Dong, didn't become good because she caught her eye. She was really good.
Just like when Chen Sanqiu saw the words "childhood sweethearts" in a book for the first time, he felt that it was the most touching saying in the world. The great lake is as flat as a mirror, and the autumn mountains are as red as fire, so they have to stand aside.
To say that Dong must be very beautiful is not really the case.
But over the years, the more Chen Sanqiu drinks, the more he likes it.
Before Chen Pingan came to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, in the past few times when he went down to the city to fight, Chen Sanqiu would go to Dong Bu's side to watch the battle from afar whenever he sheathed his sword on his own battlefield. Once the situation was serious, Chen Sanqiu took action.
For help, Dong Bu thanked him afterwards, but ended up with a straightforward and heart-breaking words. It was Dong Bu who told Chen Sanqiu clearly for the second time that we were all swordsmen, acquaintances and friends. It was okay to help on the battlefield, but it was just a suggestion.
Chen Sanqiu should not have thoughts about the Taoist priest on the mountain. She should not have goosebumps all over her body just thinking about it. That time, Chen Sanqiu returned to the city and on the way home after drinking, she pushed the wall and hit the tree again.
Chen Ping'an was seriously injured, not only his skin, flesh, muscles and bones, but the most troublesome thing was the sword energy left by those sword cultivators' flying swords, as well as the wounds caused by many demon monks attacking the natal creature.
However, his energy level increased instead of decreasing. It had been a long time since Ning Yao had seen Chen Pingan with such bright eyes.
At present, the whole small world of the human body is in chaos. It is not all bad, there are disadvantages and advantages. Li Er once said that his junior brother Zheng Dafeng saw the plaque of the Crab House in his early years and had some insights. After he came back, he mentioned it to him, roughly.
Meaning, the human body is like an ancient battlefield site, so the four words "Don't look to the outside world" are not entirely empty words to cultivate one's mind.
Therefore, Chen Pingan himself is now a martial arts arena. Chen Pingan is quite good at peeling off cocoons and using pure true energy to suppress the spiritual energy of monks.
I picked up a damaged long sword of unknown origin. The long sword itself is not too mysterious, but it is very heavy. I guess the sword is made of good material and is worth some immortal money.
It is estimated that in the arenas of the small vassal countries of Aquarius Continent, this is a genuine magical weapon, and even the landscape gods in those places are somewhat afraid of it.
Chen Ping'an took the lead in heading north with his sword, picking out weak spots in the demon army's battle formation and only throwing a few punches along the way.
Instead of going directly to the top of the city, Yujian went to the highest "one horizontal line" with the word "Meng" on the city wall, sat cross-legged, took out the sword-raising gourd, drank a few sips of sweet-scented osmanthus brew, and took a closer look at the battlefield.
Trend. While calming down and taking care of your breath, you can bandage the wound skillfully.
Almost every big character and every horizontal stroke carved on the wall is an excellent place for spiritual practice.
But when it comes to the war stage when the ants attack the city, these natural sword cultivation dojos are often places of death.
Therefore, an old sword cultivator who has been able to practice Taoism here for hundreds of years must be extremely lethal and extremely good at saving lives.
Not far from Chen Pingan, there was an old sword cultivator sitting with his eyes closed and concentrating. The other person did not get up to greet the visitor, so Chen Pingan did not make a sound to disturb the other person's sword cultivation.
Judging from the appearance of the old man, he should be the Yuan Ying Sword Cultivator on page C of the sixth page. He is already very old, but the bottleneck is difficult to break. He has been stagnating in the Yuan Ying realm. He has an unruly temperament. He is a loner with no relatives and the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
Sword cultivators almost always have close friends, who are either still alive or have died in battle. There are always a few of them, but Yin Chen never has. As long as he joins the battlefield, he has a great desire to kill, and once the sword is drawn, he will be indiscriminate.
We are the enemy, so we kill a lot of demons, and the accumulated military exploits have never been great. They are not as good as those of many young Jindan sword cultivators, because many of their military exploits have been erased. The reputation of the old sword cultivator Yin Shen is even worse. After all, no one wants to get close to him.
A monster that can even kill one's own sword cultivators.
Each local sword cultivator in the A and C books has different annotations written by the sword cultivators of the Yinguan lineage on each page. If there are too many opinions from the sword cultivators of the Summer Palace, a few extra sheets of paper will be included.
Regarding Yin Shen, who is ranked extremely high in the C-book, there are very few opinions. Only Chou Miao and Lin Junbi wrote a few words, which are completely different from the general view of Jianqi Great Wall.
If we talk about accidental injuries on the battlefield, almost every swordsman has them. Those kinds of injuries to innocent people cannot be said to be infamy, but Yin Shen is different. Many times, the old man's sharp swords are just accurate in calculating how many people will die.
Sword repair.
According to the division of responsibilities of the Yinguan lineage, the old sword cultivator Yin Shen only needs to guard his place and does not need to go out of the city to fight.
After Chen Ping'an had bandaged all the wounds, he took out a talisman and quickly removed the blood stains. After all, he was a guest, even if the host didn't have a smile, that was no reason for the guest not to be polite at all.
The old man opened his eyes and said hoarsely: "You kid is really funny. I have seen some pure warriors on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. When others punch, they are restrained by flying swords and magic weapons. It's better for you to suppress it yourself."
Own."
Chen Pingan turned around and said with a smile: "Senior Yin has a good eye."
The old man asked: "I didn't call you Lord Yin Guan. Isn't there something in your heart?"
Chen Pingan said: "No."
Yin Chen looked at the front line of the battlefield. To the north of the golden river, there was Ning Yao who was helping, and to the south there was the sword cultivator who was responsible for opening the formation. Yin Chen said with a smile: "Every time I see these so-called young geniuses, it is really hard to avoid being a little depressed.
.Comparing people to each other, how to compare."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "More swordsmen will do the same when they see Senior Yin."
In fact, Yin Chen was once one of the young geniuses, and he was extremely outstanding. His reputation at the Great Wall of Sword Qi back then was roughly equivalent to that of Gao Yehou and Situ Weiran today.
Sword training was extremely smooth, and he broke through obstacles all the way. He didn't stop until he reached the Nascent Soul. He never thought that if he stopped, he would have wasted hundreds of years.
Yin Chen sneered and said: "Besides looking up at people and secretly gossiping, what else can a waste do? For example, I sit here all year round and become an old waste from a young waste."
A person who is so cruel that he even scolds himself is basically invincible if he only talks about quarreling.
Chen Ping'an asked: "Have Senior Yin ever seen through the man holding the sword before?"
Yin Chen sneered and said: "Each generation of hidden officials is not as good as the previous one. You, a little foreigner, are already not very advanced. You relied on some superficial connections to occupy the magpie's nest and get the summer residence of senior Xiao Min."
There are countless secret records in the palace, but you don’t even know this bit of information? Even if you don’t recognize it, can’t you guess it?”
Chen Ping'an didn't mind these words. What you scolded you, I asked mine, and continued to say tentatively: "Is he the proud man of heaven who ranks at the forefront of Tuoyue Mountain's Hundred Sword Immortals? He is ranked about the same as Zhuji and Li Zhen?"
Yin Chen is the one who asked you, and I scolded me, "Now I estimate that the entire Great Wall of Sword Qi, Senior Xiao Min's words, there are all kinds of unpleasant things, right? They are really a bunch of mothers who have no father to teach them.
Damn it. If I were Senior Xiao Xun and broke through the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I would find the sword cultivators that I had scolded before one by one. Those who dared to scold them in person would be able to live. Those who dare not scold them would die. That would be a happy experience. By the way,
Previously, the great demon Yangzhi brutally killed the South Traveling Sword Immortal on the battlefield. For the sake of the overall situation, you got scolded a lot. How did it feel? If you do it again, will you let those sword cultivators who are seeking death bring you down?"
Chen Pingan said: "A Liang once told me that if a person can avoid death, he must not die. If he is scolded a few times, he can save many people. Is there a more cost-effective deal than this? I don't think so.
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Yin Chen immediately closed his mouth.
It’s not about how right young people are, that’s not the case at all.
This young Yin Guan was a reclusive disciple of the Literary Saint lineage. He had junior disciples around him, and even had a good relationship with the boss Sword Immortal. Yin Chen didn't take it seriously at all. He only had a relationship with A Liang, and Yin Chen
The head should be as big as a dustpan.
It is true that over the last hundred years, Yin Chen was tricked by that stupid bastard. He really caught a fat sheep and trimmed it to death. After trimming the fat sheep, he replaced it with a thin sheep, and the thin sheep was gone.
, I guess it’s time for Fat Sheep to recover a bit of his family fortune. Very good, let’s make another crop. If A Liang only used this method, Yin Shen would probably ignore him, but that guy could really squat next to him and talk to himself,
After nagging for several hours, just to be able to talk to the old immortal Yin about the Sword Qi Great Wall, Yin Chen couldn't help but cursed at that time, but the other party immediately turned his face and was pushed to the ground.
He was beaten severely with old fists.
When A Liang left, he felt refreshed. He did his signature move, stroking his hair with both hands, and said, "I feel so good, so good. I have had more than 800 quarrels and fights, big and small, and I still have a complete victory record."
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Yin Chen was lying on the ground and was stunned for a long time.
After that, A Liang would often come to see the old immortal Yin, and he would chat and talk, and by the way, he would increase his wins once or twice.
Remembering that A Liang, Yin Shen was not entirely resentful. After all, the two parties had never sparred with each other. It was more that the man was bragging about how he was liked by good girls in the world. From beginning to end, he was also
He couldn't tell Yin Shen the name of a woman. But the few serious words A Liang occasionally said were all aimed at Yin Shen's Nascent Soul bottleneck.
No matter how bad his temper was, Yin Chen still wanted to cherish this love.
Yin Chen may not know how to behave, but he can still tell the difference between good and bad people.
Sometimes, maybe just because we understand things too clearly, we are too lazy to be a good person.
To be continued...