Two hundred and seventieth chapters between the strongest
Chen Ping'an has met many good-looking peers, including Song Jixin, his neighbor in Mu Ping Alley, Zhao Yao, who once studied with Mr. Qi in the school, Lin Shouyi, and the indistinguishable man with red makeup on Osmanthus Island.
Prince Gao Xuan of the Sui Dynasty was not as good as this young man from Huangliang Wine Shop.
After the man finished writing on the wall, he sat at the next table with a wine jar, ordered two large white bowls, and invited Xu Jia to drink with him. However, Xu Jia, who knew the price of Huangliang wine best, did not think there was anything wrong with this at all.
OK, he opened the mud seal, helped pour the wine, clinked the bowls and drank together, he looked very happy, and the smile on the old shopkeeper's face was a little more, but he was pitiful for the bird in the cage, with its back to the sunny boy, looking sick
Embarrassed.
The young man took the initiative to raise his wine bowl to Chen Ping'an and said with a smile, "My name is Cao Ci, from Daduan, China."
Chen Pingan had no choice but to pick up the wine bowl and said, "My name is Chen Pingan, from the Great Li people of Aquarius Continent."
Cao Ci nodded, his eyes full of admiration, "Your foundation in the three martial arts realms is very good."
Chen Ping'an didn't know how to answer, so he had to take a sip of wine silently, feeling that something was a little strange.
After thinking for a long time, I finally came up with the aftertaste. It turns out that this young man from the Middle-earth Divine Continent does not look like a person of the same age in either his demeanor or his tone. Instead, he looks very much like the barefoot old man from Shanzhulou. It’s just that he is a young man.
Without the condescending arrogance of the old man surnamed Cui, on the contrary, the Daduan boy named Cao Ci spoke calmly, but even if the two parties were casually engaging in family affairs, Chen Ping'an would feel an invisible pressure.
Ning Yao didn't feel anything about Cao Ci. She was just a little unhappy. An eyesore appeared out of thin air, which made her less interested in drinking.
He and Chen Pingan drank half a jar of Huangliang wine in a hurry, and then pulled Chen Pingan towards the door of the wine shop.
When Chen Pingan was about to leave the wine shop, Cao Ci smiled and called out to Chen Pingan, "The girl you like, Ning, is very good. The only drawback is that she doesn't remember my name after meeting her many times."
Chen Pingan smiled and replied: "I feel better."
Cao Ci laughed heartily, raised the wine bowl in one hand, and waved goodbye to Chen Pingan with the other hand, smiling sincerely, "Chen Pingan, in three days, start striving to become the strongest fourth realm in the world."
This is another sentence that will appear very strange if you chew it a little.
Chen Ping'an cupped his hands and clasped his fists, without saying anything else, turned around and followed Ning Yao out of this small yellow beam paradise.
In the wine shop, Xu Jia asked in confusion: "Do you like Miss Ning?"
Cao Ci smiled and waved his hands and said: "I like the master who is invincible in my mind, I like the empress who has two dimples when she smiles, and I like Miss Ning who doesn't take me seriously, but they are not what you think.
That kind of love between a man and a woman is a drag on spiritual practice."
Cao Ci took a sip of wine and sighed: "I really can't imagine how I will like a certain girl in the future."
Xu Jia said oh, he would believe whatever Cao Ci said, and then the shop assistant, with a face full of excitement, changed the subject and said, "Listening to your tone, you are about to enter the fifth realm?"
Cao Ci nodded and said, "After staying on the Sword Qi Great Wall for so long, it's time to break through."
Xu Jia grinned and said: "If you were in your hometown, I guess you would be in the seventh realm by now."
Before Cao Ci could speak, Xu Jia immediately added: "And before the seventh realm, there will be the strongest fourth, fifth and sixth realms!"
When Xu Jia talked about this, he was even happier than Cao Ci himself, "The old shopkeeper said that your current Fourth Realm is the strongest Fourth Realm in history, and you are not the first among the current Four Realm warriors. It is unprecedented.
There will be no successor, is it true?”
Cao Ci said helplessly: "There is no one before, I can probably be sure, but there will be no one since. I am just a pure martial artist, and I don't know how to predict the world's military fortunes for hundreds of thousands of years."
Xu Jia laughed loudly, "Cao Ci! If one day I can't help but want to find the eldest lady, I will definitely stop by the Daduan Dynasty to play with you."
Cao Ci nodded, "Then I'll prepare the wine early."
Xu Jia suddenly lowered his voice and prayed: "Cao Ci, how about we have a fight, and then you lose to me on purpose, so that I can leave Daixuan Mountain so that I can tell people that I defeated Cao Ci. What do you think?
Ten years from now, a hundred years from now, you will be invincible in the world, and you will even beat Qing Ming, the Taoist priest in the world. From being truly invincible to being truly invincible, I will be the only person who has ever defeated you, Cao Ci.
The whole world must be asking who this guy is, and maybe the eldest lady will look at me with admiration."
Cao Ci smiled so hard that he narrowed his eyes, held the bowl in one hand, and patted his head gently with the other hand, "Okay, you Xu Jia has defeated me, Cao Ci, and you have left Daixuan Mountain. Just tell people this."
Xu Jia felt a little guilty, "You don't care now, you won't regret it in the future, right?"
Cao Ci drank the wine in the bowl, turned around, and waved to the old shopkeeper: "Old Lu, are you willing to give me a jar of wine to drink? I regret it now. I haven't had any wine to drink, and I can't suppress the regret.
Ah, if I drink one more jar of Wangyou wine, I will have no regrets for at least a hundred years!"
Xu Jia looked at the old shopkeeper pitifully.
The old man smiled and said: "Xu Jia, just go and bring a jar of wine for Cao Ci. Also, remember to think about the shopkeeper more in the future. Don't secretly scold me for being stingy all day long, or complain that I don't let you go to the world.
"
Xu Jia went to move the wine.
Cao Ci only had the last bowl of wine left. While waiting for the new wine to be served, he held the wine bowl, stood up and stood under the wall, his eyes wandering around. Nearly three years had passed since his first drink. The new words on the wall
There were a lot more. Finally, Cao Ci looked at the three words in the lower corner, which were written neatly but rigidly, and asked curiously: "Old Lu, is the word Chen Ping'an left on the wall 'sword energy long'?"
The old man asked: "What, this kid is not simple?"
Cao Ci knelt down, took a sip of wine from the big white bowl, and said indifferently, "He may be the strongest person in the third realm after me."
The old man was a little regretful. The martial bird in the cage had a time limit to determine the length of a pure martial artist's martial arts. Not after the inscription, the martial bird could fly out of the cage and peck it out at any time. As a result, Chen Pingan's inscription happened just right.
With this pair of master and apprentice, there is no need to expect the martial bird to leave the cage during this period of time.
Don't have the guts.
Cao Ci and Xu Jia drank another half of the jar of Wangyou wine.
Xu Jia couldn't drink enough, and the more he drank, the more drunk he got, and finally he fell asleep on the wine table.
Cao Ci is a person who gets more and more sober the more he drinks, his eyes are shining.
Cao Ci suddenly said, "If Master hadn't come to pick me up, I would have really wanted to go to the world south of the Great Wall of Sword Qi. In forty or fifty years at most, I would have dared to fight with those dozen big demons.
Before that, there will definitely be heart-pounding life-and-death battles."
The old man smiled and said: "Do you believe it or not, as long as you walk out of the city, you will die?"
Cao Ci sighed.
The reason is very simple, and an old man can understand it in a few words.
It is very possible that Cao Ci has entered the vision of the peak demon and is a person who must be killed. He will never be given forty to fifty years, not even a day more.
Cao Ci said helplessly: "Then just go back to the Divine Continent of Middle-earth."
The old man said intentionally or unintentionally: "The ancestor of the Dong family who fought through the barbaric world and was finally born out of nowhere, one Sword Qi Great Wall is enough, and there will only be one. If the monster clan is in trouble again by raising tigers, raising a promising martial arts eleven
Cao Ci is in such a state, I think they can commit suicide."
Cao Ci hummed, "I have to ask Master if he has reached the eleventh realm. I hope not..."
The old man smiled and joked: "As a disciple, you are too heartless, aren't you? Why don't you think about the good things of the master? In this regard, you Cao Ci has almost the same virtue as Xu Jia, which is very bad. You are Cao Ci
Alas, how could it be so mediocre?"
Cao Ci shook his head, raised his arm, stretched out his palm, raised it above his head, and wiped it on the top of the wine table. His voice was soft, but his eyes were firm: "Master's martial arts is now so high that it can almost compete with those on the top of the mountain."
If it is not the eleventh realm, my master, or me in the future, will not be..."
The old man smiled and said, "We can wait and see."
Cao Ci turned to look at the old man, "There are too few seniors who are as talkative as you."
The old man laughed at himself: "That's because I, a bad old man, have already accepted my fate."
Cao Ci sat silently at the wine table. Xu Jia was snoring like thunder. The old man had disappeared and went elsewhere. Of course, Huangliang Blessed Land was a little bigger than expected. It wouldn't really be just a wine shop, but it was indeed already there.
It is dilapidated and incomplete. If this master, one of the founders of hundreds of schools of thought, had not worked hard to maintain it, it would have been almost the same as Lizhu Dongtian, and completely lost the suffix qualification of "Dongtian Blessed Land".
What do the saints from the three religions and various schools of thought do every day?
How did the ten major caves, thirty-six small caves, and seventy-two blessed lands come about?
After the Lizhu Cave Heaven of Aquarius Continent is shattered, will there be only thirty-five Cave Heavens left?
In fact, many saints in Haoran World need to open up territories and expand the territory of Haoran World.
In this regard, the Taoist saints in Qingming World are different. They mainly pursue the height of Bai Yujing, layer by layer, and keep going up.
As for the heaven and earth of Buddhism, it seeks to reach the far reaches of Buddhism, so that people can live without doubts and without attachment in the past, present and future lives.
Of course, in addition to opening up a brand-new paradise of cave heaven and educating the common people, the Confucianists in the vast world also need to keep an eye on the demon clan in the wild world.
The other two worlds were also not idle.
Taoist master Lu Chen is making waves in the world and making plans.
Could it be that the Confucian sub-sage does not accept disciples and preach in Qingming world?
In the wine shop, even though there was no one to talk to or drink to drink, Cao Ci still felt at ease and just sat there.
It’s hard to imagine that people in martial arts would find it boring to break through the realm, but it’s fun to overcome the realm.
When the old shopkeeper came back, he asked with a smile: "Cao Ci, apart from reaching the top of martial arts, you don't want to do anything else in this life?"
Cao Ci smiled and said, "What am I thinking about?"
The old man joked: "Then you are not as good as my Xu Jia and that Da Li boy."
Cao Ci nodded.
Finally, the young man in white walked out of the liquor store. Instead of looking for his master who was staying in Daoxuan Mountain's private residence, he went straight to the foot of Gufeng Mountain. When he arrived near the gate of the square, the little Taoist boy and the man holding a sword all said hello to the young man. Cao Cao
Ci then stopped and chatted with them for a long time before walking into the mirror. When he got there, the old swordsman who was immersed in tempering his natal sword and the Taoist nun with a magic sword on his waist greeted him with a smile.
, Cao Ci stopped again and chatted with them for a long time.
Let’s talk about Taoism and swordsmanship. Let’s chat.
Cao Ci can talk to anyone about anything.
It's been like this for the past few years.
As for those senior immortals who have already achieved great success, whether they are hidden masters or powerful swordsmen, some may even benefit greatly, and may even feel ashamed of themselves because of a young man in the fourth realm of martial arts.
Cao Ci.
Cao Ci from the Divine Continent of Middle-earth.
The family background is mediocre, and the ancestors have been farming for generations, and it is not even a small wealthy family. After a war, the paradise was razed to the ground, and began to be displaced along with the refugees, with life and death happening every day.
Then he was seen by a tall woman riding a horse alone and became her disciple.
The woman held him in her arms and rode a horse together on a snowy night. She smiled at the child, who was only seven or eight years old, and said, "Cao Ci, from now on, you will be my only disciple, Pei Bei."
Cao Ci walked slowly through the city north of the Jianqi Great Wall. He was chatted with by acquaintances along the way. If no one greeted him, he would occasionally stop and look up at the flying paper kites.
The raised eaves, or the dull painted door gods affixed to the door.
Finally, he walked slowly to the top of the city and returned to the small hut behind the old hut. With nothing to do, he flipped through a few books and put them down after reading a few pages. He walked out of the hut and walked on the horse trail.
After seven or eight miles, we found Grandpa Chen standing on the top of the city looking south.
The young man in white jumped up to the top of the city lightly.
One old and one young, both of them were speechless.
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After leaving the shop, Ning Yao asked about the location of the Stork Inn, then took Chen Ping'an and walked in the direction of the Capture and Release Ferry.
As a result, at the entrance of the alley where the inn was located, Chen Ping'an met the anxious Mrs. Gui and the unhappy Jin Su.
Seeing Chen Pingan safe and sound, Mrs. Gui was relieved. She didn't say anything harsh, and didn't even ask why Chen Pingan hadn't returned. She just said hello to the "Miss Ning" whom Chen Pingan called, and returned to catch and release.
On Osmanthus Island at the ferry, there was a lot of business, and she was very busy. In addition, the affairs of the Jiang family of Jade Guizong made her very worried.
Jin Su originally wanted to complain a few words, this guy made her scolded by her master so much, but when she first saw the girl in dark green robes with a sword, she looked at the girl with a calm look, but she was sharp and sharp.
The girl named Ning, Jin Su, was a little afraid to speak.
The three of them did not go to the alley inn. Ning Yao heard that they were going to visit the scenic spots including Daoxuan Mountain and Elk Cliff today, so she said that she had not visited them either and they would just go together.
Although Jin Su felt a little uneasy in her heart, she didn't want to show too much cowardice, so she took the initiative to speak and chatted with "Miss Ning" who seemed not to be easy to get along with.
Ning Yao actually doesn't have any arrogance, he's just lazy. But if someone as unfamiliar as Jin Su asks her questions, Ning Yao will still answer, but every time he answers very briefly.
In the end, Jin Su really didn't know how to deal with her, so he became silent, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.
But deep down in my heart, the golden millet is overwhelming.
This young girl Ning claims to be from the Great Wall of Sword Qi.
For outsiders to enter the Great Wall of Sword Qi from the Overhanging Mountain, as long as they have money, it is fine. However, if the sword cultivators of the Great Wall of Sword Qi want to enter the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I heard that it is difficult even for swordsmen with outstanding military exploits.
No wonder Jinsu was so imaginative. In fact, she was right. Miss Ning's last name played a big role.
But Jinsu only guessed half of it right.
Madam Gui didn't want to tell her proud disciple more about the many inside stories that happened at the Great Wall of Sword Qi, so Jin Su only had a rough idea of the thrilling Thirteenth Battle. Even if the girl next to her was named Ning, she only dared to think of her as
He is one of the direct descendants of the Ning family of the Sword Qi Great Wall. This trip may be due to a family mission.
The reason why Jin Su didn't dare to rely on the most exaggerated "truth" was simple. There was Chen Ping'an beside them.
Due to the appearance of Ning Yao, Jin Su was at a loss when visiting the three scenic spots including Elk Cliff, Shangxiang Tower and Leize Terrace, feeling uncomfortable and boring.
After all, Jinsu was born as a sweet-scented osmanthus girl. Not only did she have excellent Taoist qualifications, but she also had a sweet heart. Therefore, many times, she would deliberately distance herself so that Chen Ping'an and the taciturn girl Ning could be alone. Ning Yao and Chen
When we are together peacefully, we often say whatever comes to mind.
Chen Ping'an is not very interested in the turbulent changes of dynasties, the general trend of the world, and the rise and fall of the human race.
In fact, I don’t understand, and I don’t want to understand.
But after Ning Yao said this, he was willing to write it down one by one and take it to heart.
Jinsu was actually a little surprised as to why such a cold-tempered girl was willing to talk so much to Menghulu Chen Pingan.
During this period, the three of them climbed up to Leize Terrace with other tourists. Suddenly, an old Taoist holding a gold and silver whisk appeared. Standing on the steps, he smiled at Ning Yao and said, "Master, please come down. If Miss Ning has any trouble at Daoxuan Mountain,
If you need anything, you can mention it. Even if you want to go to Gufeng to see the Sanqing Bell, you can do it."
Ning Yao naturally looked at Chen Pingan, who shook his head slightly, then she shook her head and said: "We are not going to Gufeng Mountain."
The old Taoist smiled and said, "I won't bother you, poor Taoist. Whenever something happens, Miss Ning can find a Taoist priest to notify Daixuanshan."
Ning Yao didn't want to talk at first, but when she saw Chen Pingan clasping fists with the old Taoist to thank him, she nodded and said two words, "Okay."
Jinsu murmured: "True Lord Jiaolong?"
The old Taoist was about to leave Leizetai. As the third-in-command of Xuanxuan Mountain, his Taoist teachings were so profound that even the monks in the entire Nanbosu Island could hear them clearly. Even Jin Su could "hear" them silently in his heart.
, after hearing the sound, he smiled and asked: "Is there something wrong with this girl?"
Jin Su turned pale with fright, and quickly shook his head and said: "It's nothing, it's just that this junior admires Lao Zhenjun too much, so he couldn't help but speak out, and hopes that Lao Zhenjun will forgive me."
The old Taoist laughed heartily and said: "Pindao is not so overbearing, and there is no rule in the Upside Down Mountain that says that if you call Pindao directly by his Taoist name, you will be punished."
The old Taoist disappeared in a flash.
Jinsu swallowed.
This old god of the fifth realm who hangs upside down on the mountain is a Taoist true king who is famous for slaying the dragon in the South China Sea, and then he stands in front of me and chats with him?
Zhenjun Jiaolong's eleventh realm cultivation level is definitely enough to crush most of the Jade Pu realm Qi practitioners in the world.
No one doubts that the title of Heavenly Lord is something in the pocket of an experienced Taoist.
Finally, when the three of them returned to the Stork Inn, it was Ning Yao who took the initiative to chat, asking and answering questions with Jin Su, but the latter talked less.
Ning Yao was in a good mood. Chen Ping'an had previously bought a pair of small spiritual weapons, yin and yang fish style, from a vendor at the foot of Elk Cliff Mountain.
When they arrived at the Stork Inn, the unsmiling young shopkeeper said it was full, so Ning Yao took out a Guyu coin without saying a word, put it on the counter and asked if it was enough.
The young shopkeeper's eyelids trembled, and just as he was about to speak, Chen Ping'an had already snatched back Guyu's money and smiled at the young shopkeeper: "Miss Ning is our friend. Shopkeeper, are you going to be accommodating?"
The young shopkeeper smiled and said: "I want to be accommodating, but I can't drive away other customers, right? Does the Stork Inn still have a reputation? How will we do business in the future?"
Ning Yao said straightforwardly: "Then I will stay in another inn."
Chen Ping'an took a deep breath, took out another Guyu coin, and gently placed it on the counter, "Can the shopkeeper please discuss this with the customer?"
The young shopkeeper smiled slightly and put away the Guyu money, "It's easy to say, your guest is waiting."
Chen Pingan returned the original Grain Rain coin to Ning Yao, and she asked, "What is this for?"
Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "I'll invite you to stay at the inn."
Ning Yao shook the palm of his hand, weighed the Grain Rain coin, and said helplessly: "It's so hard for you to earn a Grain Rain coin, but on our side of the Great Sword Qi Wall, this thing is not very valuable. You are trying to pretend to be fat.
It's very boring. It doesn't matter if I change to another inn, it doesn't matter where I stay. I'm not as squeamish as you think."
Chen Pingan stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "Then you will return the Guyu money to me?"
Ning Yao rolled her eyes at him, put away the Grain Rain coin decisively, and gloated: "Just wait and feel bad."
In the end, the Stork Inn vacated the largest room. Outside a side door of the study room, there was a private courtyard. Chen Pingan thought it was very good.
Ning Yao didn't feel anything.
Before the young shopkeeper finally left, he put the Grain Rain coin on the table with a smile in front of the three people, "After thinking about it for a while, I think this money may be too hot, so I don't dare to accept it. The girl lives here.
Just like Mr. Chen, I will write down the amount in my account and ask Guihua Island for the money later."
Chen Pingan was confused.
Jin Su responded with a grateful look.
Chen Ping'an sat at the table and was about to reach out to pick up the Grain Rain coin, but Ning Yao slapped him down and put it away again.
Seeing Chen Pingan's confused look, Ning Yao raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming to be provocative. Chen Pingan then smiled and pretended that nothing happened.
Jin Su wisely said goodbye and left.
After closing the door, Chen Pingan took out all his belongings and treasures and put them all on the table.
Even Ning Yao was a little surprised and said with emotion: "Chen Pingan, you can do it. You are so good at making money. How did you change from a boy who was good at making money to a boy who made money? You are the fake Chen Pingan, right?"
Chen Ping'an imitated Ning Yao, leaning back and crossing his chest with his hands.
The young man's face was full of pride.
Today is the day when Hanging Mountain is upside down.
There is Ning Yao who has never been like this, and there is Chen Pingan who has never been like this.