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Eight hundred and thirtieth IX blue is better than blue(1/5)

Ning Yao held one of the four fairy swords innocently, glanced at the people in the courtyard, and asked in her heart: "What is going on?"
Chen Pingan explained the process in detail. Ning Yao frowned and looked at Yuan Huajing and Kushou.
Just by Ning Yao's casual glance, Yuan Huajing, a sword cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm, and the painstaking hands of the Jindan Realm Immortal, felt a kind of oppression that seemed to be "God's will in the dark", and the two monks were breathless in an instant.
Smooth, the flow of spiritual energy not only began to stagnate, but even showed signs of freezing like water.
This is an Ascension Realm Sword Cultivator. If he were to become an enemy, the Qi Practitioners below the upper five realms might even be inferior to ants.
The other Chen Pingan who was summoned by the bitter hand has pure divinity. He is not the complete Chen Pingan. He is only said to have killing power, but is higher than Chen Pingan. He should have been the inner demon that Chen Pingan encountered when he broke through the bottleneck of the Nascent Soul Realm.
Just because of the Great Wall of Hedao Sword Qi, like a lawless demon with no taboos, it was directly suppressed and sealed in the city. Kushou's water-stopping realm was able to imitate Chen Ping'an in the mirror, but it was like he couldn't imitate it out of thin air.
Even a night-walking sword couldn't defeat the half of the Sword Qi Great Wall and the two great avenues of the world, so Chen Ping'an was freed from his prison in one fell swoop.
After that, the two Chen Pingan met. It seemed that neither of them had thrown a sword or a punch. In fact, if Chen Pingan's state of mind was slightly flawed, he would be attracted by that existence. He quietly found a way to climb the wall of the well, climbed to the mouth of the well, and finally left.
The road may even be dominated by tourists.
One careless move and you lose everything, but that's all.
Ning Yao was silent for a moment and said, "Compared to the attack at Jiashen tent, it was much more dangerous."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "It's okay, just think that everything in the past is a good thing. Besides, don't be afraid of bad things early, and don't be afraid of late good things. Face them early, so you can prepare early."
Why do I have to go back to the inn to beat people up? Is it because I have a grudge? It’s to save people. Otherwise, when Ning Yao heard about this at the inn, with her character, without saying a word, the sword light fell straight down, she must be of the same lineage as the Earthly Branch.
It will become a thing of the past. As for the yamen of the Li and Punishment Departments, they will definitely be in a state of turmoil. If there is more trouble? Just another sword light...
Ning Yao said angrily: "Are you still protecting them like this?"
A bad guy.
Chen Ping'an said helplessly: "After all, he was cultivated by his senior brother. He can't be beaten to pieces by my junior brother."
He gently grabbed Ning Yao's sleeve and chuckled, "Don't be angry."
Ning Yao glared and said, "Let go."
Chen Ping'an stalked and said: "If you don't get angry, I will let go."
Ning Yao laughed angrily and said, "There's no need to be angry with people like you. Go ahead, I want to inspect this place!"
Chen Ping'an then let go angrily and looked at the eleven people in the courtyard from the corner of his eyes. "You all owe me a great favor for saving lives and protecting people. It's my business if scholars don't repay kindness. That's my business. Do you think of it or not?"
Love means whether you care about your conscience or not.
Ning Yao twisted his wrist and pressed the innocent tip of the fairy sword to the ground. He gently pressed the hilt of the sword with his palm. Circles of ripples appeared at the tip of the sword. They were not the sword energy condensed into a physical object, but the sword directly.
It turned into a "real world" and detained the entire inn.
At the same time, above everyone's heads, it was like a Yellow River cave suddenly suspended in the sky. Sword energy poured down like a waterfall, falling from the sky and covering the entire inn. However, it was not the ferocious momentum of a flood bursting its embankments, and it did not destroy the inn.
It is a kind of silent and uncertain penetration, which means that Ning Yao's control of sword energy has reached an incredible and ethereal state.
Ning Yao just relied on his own sword intention and sword energy to construct a sword formation world.
It's like she possesses both Chen Ping'an's caged bird and Jing Zhongyue's two natal magical powers.
After a while, Ning Yao gathered his mind and sword energy and said: "Anyway, I can't find any clues."
Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Generally speaking, that guy doesn't dare to leave any traces. He will only be found out by Li Sheng afterwards. Anyway, I have met him and I am reluctant to break this memory, so he is tantamount to
If he survives, if we meet next time, he will just wake up from a deep sleep and check his 'own' memory, so there is no need to add any unnecessary extravagance. But to be careful, I definitely need you to go to the Confucian Temple."
Ning Yao was worried and asked: "How could this happen? How did it appear?"
Chen Ping'an thought for a while, raised his left hand with the palm facing down, then gently turned it over with the palm facing up, and explained: "Just like the positive and negative sides of human nature, each has its own good and evil. It is not just for those who practice Taoism.
, this is the case for ordinary masters, but they are not very pure and confusing, so it is not a big problem. But on my side, Cui Dongshan once said, when I was young, the two lines of good and evil in the human heart were already very different.
It's close and the boundaries are clear. So what I work hard to suppress is actually this myself."
Once the two come together, there is no distinction between good and evil.
It is pure divinity.
Ning Yao wondered: "Why are you so serious?"
In fact, no matter who they are, they will do things that they don’t think they would do or say things that they don’t think they would say.
Chen Ping'an smiled bitterly and said: "Because I have been pursuing the so-called 'flawless'. Then I fell in love with a more ruthless senior brother."
In Shujian Lake, Chen Pingan completely lost the possibility of cultivating the Confucian natal character by smashing his golden literary courage.
The bigger trouble is not that Chen Pingan is destined not to be a sage in the Confucian Temple in his life, but that he has lost the invisible protection of some sages' principles. Otherwise, Chen Pingan's state of mind would be like being in a lake of illusion.
In the Confucian Temple, Chen Pingan, who was born from the pure manifestation of divinity, naturally could not make trouble. As a result, Cui Chan directly cut off this path, which made Chen Pingan have to rely on his true heart to fight against him.
, tug of war with each other, a battle of life and death, to decide who you are in the end.
Previously, Chen Ping'an had finally visited the Great Wall of Sword Qi and the Lotus Root Land. In fact, he no longer liked to deny himself. However, when he arrived at Shujian Lake, his senior brother Cui Chan felt like he was given a sap in the head and a basin of cold water poured over his head.
Chen Pingan has completely returned to his original form.
Not only will you, Chen Pingan, make mistakes, but the more you study and the more capable you are of settling down, you will also make bigger mistakes.
The senior brother only gave Chen Ping'an two paths. One path was to practice swordsmanship and boxing. It was just that in terms of mental state, he had to either escape from Zen or practice the method of keeping one, which is similar to Taomen Xinzhai. The other path was to
If you continue to follow the old path, you will not become a Confucian moral saint.
We have been at each other's throats for a long time?
Anyway, senior brother Cui Chan felt that junior brother Chen Ping'an was not suffering enough or lasting enough.
That's why Chen Ping'an, who was dressed in white before, lost all the restraints of human nature, came to the human world in the form of a god, and then started a killing spree with no suspense about the outcome.
And this is because he deliberately stopped. If he hadn't said it himself, he was too restrained, and Chen Ping'an came too fast. The end of the eleven people including Yuan Huajing would have been even worse. Life would be worse than death. This is a kind of
A situation they absolutely cannot imagine.
Let’s just say that Cui Dongshan, who was a student of Chen Ping’an, had magical powers in his sleeves.
Chen Pingan had just been deliberately not trying to imitate him. If Chen Pingan had realized it later and hadn't come to the inn for a long time, he would have allowed him to make trouble here. He would only say that he had everything up his sleeve, and that the painter had modified his eyebrows.
With his supernatural power, combined with his understanding of human nature, he only needs to slightly imitate the behavior of Zheng Juzhong and Wu Shuangjiang, and can freely mobilize, separate and integrate people's minds and memories, so that everyone can be like "being in a dream and not knowing the dream"
, and when he finally "wakes up", God knows who the eleven will be at that time.
Ning Yao thought about it and found that it was useless to think about it, so she simply stopped thinking about it.
Chen Ping'an had gone outside the city earlier, and she had a discussion with Mr. Wen Sheng, talking about the fate of the colorful world. The old man drank wine and said with emotion, Those who can sleep are blessed, and those who are determined have to think hard.
Ning Yao sheathed her sword, and the Immortal Sword Tianzhen returned to the sword box behind her. She looked at Yuan Huajing and said: "Since Da Li is so capable, what's the difficulty in changing to another sword cultivator? Anyway, we haven't completed the Earthly Branches yet, and we are missing one."
It’s not much different than missing two people.”
Chen Ping'an laughed in his heart: "Of course this guy's selfishness is not small, but he can barely be considered as doing something within his scope in his position. But this account has to be settled."
Chen Pingan can even imagine that among these eleven people, it is very likely that more than one of them will encounter the inner demons he encounters when trying to break the Yuanying bottleneck in the future.
For example, Ku Shou, Nv Gui Gai Yan, Yu Yu, Sui Lin, and Lu Hui who was picked up in the air by the tip of a spear, maybe nearly half of the monks have this possibility.
Chen Pingan asked tentatively: "How about you go back to the inn and read a book first? I have to stay here and chat with them for a while. It might be boring."
Ning Yao asked bluntly: "Are there many strange words?"
Chen Ping'an looked embarrassed. He raised his hands and gently pinched them with his thumb and index finger, "Maybe a little bit."
Ning Yao nodded, she wouldn't leave.
When she was at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, she never went to the Summer Palace and saw Chen Ping'an's formation of troops, so she didn't have the opportunity to hear with her own eyes how Lord Yin Guan flew a basket of swords.
Chen Ping'an sat on the steps, sacrificed the caged bird again, and said, "Excuse me, sir, please be patient and wait a moment."
No one in the courtyard had any objections.
I even cherish Chen Ping'an now.
At least this guy is willing to talk some sense.
As for the other one, don't think too much about it, as just thinking about it will make your mind unstable.
One person fights eleven people, but it is an all-round crushing, the combination of cultivation realm, character, swordsmanship, magical powers, fists and kicks, all kinds of means...
Forget it, that guy is not a human at all.
Ten people in the courtyard found that Chen Ping'an, Ning Yao, and Song Xu had all disappeared out of thin air.
To be continued...
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