Sword of Coming

After the last fight, Cao Ci left with his master. The two masters and disciples should have left the Great Wall of Sword Qi and returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi.

Before leaving, Cao Ci said to Chen Ping: “Chen Ping, before you go back to Upside Down Mountain, can you take care of that small hut for me?”

Chen Ping wiped the sweat on his forehead, said with a smile: “No problem.”

This is Cao Ci’s unique kindness.

The white clothed youth and the woman Martial God travel farther and farther on the horse trail.

Old Sword Immortal reminded Chen Ping: “I am going to withdraw from Small World.”

Chen Ping nodded, indicating that he is fine.

Old Sword Immortal quickly removed the prohibition from Heaven and Earth, and sword energy suddenly surging. Chen Ping’s Divine Soul was shocked at the moment, and his injuries were serious. He had to stand obediently and honestly with Sword Furnace to counter it.

An hour later, Chen Ping was able to walk around, and Ning Yao came near the city wall facing south. She asked, “Is it all right?”

Chen Ping shook his head and said, “This injury is nothing.”

Ning Yao frowned and pointed to Xinkan, “I mean here.”

Following the young girl’s slender fingers, Chen Ping hasn’t shifted his eyes for a long time.

As a result, Ning Yao slapped Chen Ping on the head.

Chen Ping scratched his head and hurriedly made up for it, “In my heart, it is even more okay.”

A man’s head and a woman’s waist cannot be photographed or touched.

But how dare Chen Ping say such things.

Ning Yao leaned back against the city wall and asked worriedly: “Is it all right?”

In one day, Chen Ping lost 3 times and couldn’t lose anymore.

For the first time, Chen Ping and Cao Ci exchanged fist skills. If there is a tacit understanding between the two parties, they are pure and pure, but Chen Ping punches again and again, and seems to be slower than Cao Ci.

It’s not that Chen Ping’s boxing method is rateless, on the contrary, the Deity Beating Drums Form taught by the old man Cui, Yunzeng Great Lake style and other boxing moves, the woman Martial God watching the battle has been nodded several times.

On the other hand, Cao Ci seemed to be too freehand and leisurely, walking in the courtyard, ignoring the prophet, predicting the enemy’s first opportunity, Chen Ping’s fist, as if he just got where he wanted.

Chen Ping never hit Cao Ci, not a single punch.

When both Old Sword Immortal and Ning Yao felt that a game was enough, this time it was the woman’s turn to smile, Martial God, to suggest another fight, and let Chen Ping let go of his hands and feet, and he didn’t have to be constrained by boxing.

In the second game, Chen Ping used Flying Sword in the first and tenth grades to help out, and even used several talismans.

But compared to Cao Ci’s body style, it was still a bit slower, no more, no less, it was still a fine line difference.

This time, even Ning Yao felt helpless for Chen Ping.

Just like chess, it is also a 9-Dan national player. It is not surprising that a strong 9 wins a weak 9 but if this strong 9 player wins every half of the time, I am afraid that the difference in chess power between the two players is not generally large.

The last fight was proposed by Chen Ping himself, and Cao Ci nodded agreed.

In Game 3, Chen Ping began to change.

It doesn’t seem like you are fighting with Cao Ci, but with yourself, constantly forcing changes in the number of strokes you have set. Just imagine, Deity Beating Drums Form, or even the chisel formation, the old man surnamed Cui tempered 1000 “Divine Immortal hands” 1000000 times, Chen Ping’s behavior, looks a bit chaotic.

So Cao Ci’s punches are no longer just one line faster than Chen Ping’s punches. Many times, Cao Ci broke Chen Ping’s boxing intent at the beginning of Chen Ping’s punches or in the middle of the boxing frame. The first two games will be even worse.

But the three people present, even Ning Yao outside of Martial Dao, finally saw Chen Ping’s temporary changes, and the general direction was right.

The most important gap lies in the foundation of Fourth Realm.

After the third game, Cao Ci gave Chen Ping a thumbs up, only said 3 words, and kept up.

If it weren’t for Cao Ci or Chen Ping, I’m afraid everyone would think that Cao Ci was provoking, showing off one’s military strength, or condescending and overlooking the losers.

However, Cao Ci’s peace of mind and Chen Ping’s peace of mind cannot change a fact.

Also a Fourth Realm Martial Artist, Chen Ping is now not just in name only, but also in reality, Cao Ci defeated.

That’s why Ning Yao, who is “clear in the sword and showing off one’s ability”, has this question. She is worried that Chen Ping will lose the fourth game.

The invisible state of mind struggle.

Once Wu Dao Heart realm is crushed and shattered by Cao Ci, I am afraid Chen Ping, let alone Martial Dao End Boundary, will be difficult for him to become the Seventh Realm in this life.

Fortunately, Chen Ping said it was all right.

Ning Yao believed him.

Chen Ping is not afraid of death. She knew when she was in Black Pearl Paradise that she almost died under Mountain-mover Ape, and almost changed lives with Ma Kuxuan for her.

But not being afraid of death does not mean that you are not afraid of losing.

When I was poor and white, barefoot was not afraid to wear shoes, but when Ning Yao was at Upside Down Mountain Crane Sparrow Inn before, I saw a table of treasures and realized that Chen Ping was already rich, especially Martial Dao. .

So Ning Yao is worried that Chen Ping will waste time on an insoluble or insignificant problem.

Fortunately not.

The two sit together on the south facing city head, shoulder to shoulder.

Ning Yao stacked the old Two Swords on his knees, Chen Ping still carried the sword box with only a locust wood sword left.

She actually thinks the name “subdue monster” is quite tacky, but when she thinks of Chen Ping carrying a extinguish demons on her back, she doesn’t care about him.

Chen Ping propped his fists on his knees, leaning forward, beyond a thousand li, where countless Monster Race troops were swarmed, and Ning Yao said that every time Monster Race troops attack the Great Wall of Sword Qi, this canyon will Densely packed Monster Race, but there will also be densely packed Flying Sword on top of their heads.

Chen Ping and Ning Yao are together, they talk about whatever they think of.

From Old Sword Immortal Chen grandfather, to Cao Ci and the woman Martial God, and the Divine Continent Great Origin Dynasty where they are located, to the Dragon Tiger Mountain Great Heavenly Master who owns one of the 4 Great Immortal swords, it is natural to talk about the fairy sword. It involves Dao Lao 2, who is known as the invincible, because his fairy sword is known as “Tao expert one foot”, then it is the Upside Down Mountain of the lineage of Dao Lao 2, and finally returned to the Great Wall of Sword Qi, Chen Ping’s boxing technique.

Going around, chatting do as one pleases.

Chen Ping has never sat in a place with such a wide field of vision, even more so.

It was as if directly opposite to a sky below.

Chen Ping couldn’t help saying: “The first practice was to survive. When I didn’t have to worry about lifespan, I started to think about why I practiced. For the first time, I felt that my punching must be faster, faster than anyone else. Later I felt that My punch is not necessarily the strongest, but it must be the most reasonable, so I read books, ask people to teach me, learn from others and behave in the world, and let people around me tell me when I make mistakes. “

Chen Ping took off the bottle gourd and took a sip of the wine. Some helplessly said: “I reason with people, in the final analysis, to make them reason. It is not that I think my reasoning must be right. It’s a pity. After this trip, many people are unwilling to even talk about the truth.”

“Official uniforms, surnames, silver in their pockets, and cultivation bases in several realms. Probably they are very easy to worry and effort. I think these are enough to explain the truth.”

Chen Ping suddenly thought of the sword cultivator, the man with the highest sword technique and invincible in the world.

It seems that Mr. Qi’s Senior Brother, around the sword cultivator, also doesn’t like to be reasonable.

But the two are as different as heaven and earth, one is to take the initiative to be evil, and the other is that i will not offend others, if someone offends me, then it is considered bad luck.

So he chose to stay away from the world.

And he said a word, roughly meaning that all people who practice the Tao are no longer…people, they are alien.

In addition to the literal meaning, Chen Ping is puzzled by the deep meaning, but thinks it is a heavy sentence.

Chen Ping turned his head to Ning Yao and said with a smile: “Of course, if my boxing technique and the future Sword Art can be the fastest and faster! That is the best!

After Chen Ping handed Nurturing Sword Gourd to Ning Yao, he stood up and began to punch slowly, with the Eighteen Stops taught by Ah Liang.

Ah Liang once said that his Eighteen Stops are different.

Ning Yao frowns saying: “Chen Ping, you have to practice that many punches every day, and you have to think about so many messy 7 8 bad?!”

“Think about it.”

Chen Ping smiled, punching and stretching freely, slowly, but not lazily, but natural.

Ning Yao turned his head and looked at Chen Ping, who was full of gurgling punches, and asked, “Have you ever thought that after you think so much, it will slow down your Martial Dao cultivation. That Cao Ci would definitely not think so.” many.”

Chen Ping practiced boxing ceaselessly, said with a smile: “He is a genius, and he must be the most remarkable kind of genius. I am not. I have to do more every step of the way. I am an ordinary master. I say that I am a clay leg, so I have to be “good” for each step, and then it is right, right, and the most right. I can’t be in a hurry. I was in the past, drawing the porcelain, and sitting all afternoon. A good embryo can only be produced without making mistakes. It is a simple truth.”

Chen Ping habitually added, “Right?”

Ning Yao asked back: “Simple?”

Chen Ping was a little puzzled, “Not simple?”

Ning Yao took a sip of the wine in Nurturing Sword Gourd and answered the question, “Simplicity is good.”

Chen Ping’s punches no longer follow the Shaking Mountain Fist spectrum or the boxing frame taught by the old man Cui, but make a temporary move.

One pause and one pause, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.

Chen Ping was completely immersed in it.

My Life Source Porcelain is broken, and my Longevity Bridge is broken.

I used to practice boxing just to hang my life, and then I finally came here and found you.

I, Chen Ping, think I am amazing!

Chen Ping punched faster and faster, so that between the sleeves, the breeze swelled and hunted.

Sitting on the golden arch bridge in the sea of ​​clouds, sister Divine Immortal said that I must not let down Mr. Qi’s hopes, because she chose me first because she chose to believe in Mr. Qi, so she was willing to go with him. Together, bet that 1/10000th hope.

There is this one, I am this one, it is enough!

On the top of the city, Chen Ping suddenly changed his fist from fast to slow, without any abruptness.

Moving horizontally, constantly punching the Wild Desolate World, in an instant changed from the slowest to the fastest, whizzing into the wind.

The old man surnamed Cui once said boldly that he wanted to teach the world Martial Artist. Seeing my punch, he felt that the sky is up!

Chen Ping seemed to be answering a question in his mind. While punching, he laughed and said, “Okay!”

Ning Yao opened his mouth slightly.

Is this still Chen Ping?

Ning Yao is unprecedentedly sentimental. After taking a sip of wine full of sadness, he stretched out a palm and complained: “Chen Ping, I can’t beat you a few with one hand now.”

Chen Ping stopped to punch, squatted down, said with a smile: “You hit me, I won’t fight back.”

Ning Yao rolled his eyes and said: “Are you still a man? This is going to be spread, whether it is in the Great Wall of Sword Qi or Grand Virtue World, it will be laughed at.”

Chen Ping’s eyes were firm, “If one day you are bullied, no matter where I am in Martial Dao at the time, my punch will be the fastest!”

Ning Yao pointed to the south of the city. “Thirteenth Realm Peak great demon is not afraid?”

Chen Ping nodded.

Ning Yao pointed behind him, “Are you not afraid of Saint of the Confucian Temple of Grand Virtue World?”

Chen Ping is still nodded.

Ning Yao pointed to the top of his head, “Dao Ancestor is not afraid of the Buddha?”

After Chen Ping nodded, he whispered softly: “Ning Yao, don’t die on the battlefield.”

Ning Yao turned his head, no longer looked at Chen Ping, embraced Nuturing Sword Gourd, looked at the 10000-year battlefield under his feet, nodded, with firm eyes, “I can’t guarantee that I will not die, but I will definitely strive to live.”

Ning Yao laughed suddenly, “Chen Ping, then you quickly become the Great Sword Immortal of World’s First!”

Chen Ping scratched his head and said: “I can’t guarantee it, but I work hard!”

Chen Ping came to Ning Yao and sat down.

Lean against shoulders.

Ning Yao was a little embarrassed, so he bumped it lightly, as if he wanted to knock him away, Chen Ping leaned back again and again.

Chen Ping’s shoulders swayed like this.

The last two people quietly looked towards the south.

One shoulder carries the hopes of Mr. Qi and Divine Immortal’s sister.

One shoulder carries the expectation of the beloved girl.

Although it is not the willow rustling and the long warbler flying in the grass, it is not the green hills and clear water of the spring.

But Chen Ping thinks this is great, it can’t be better.

—-

Pei Cup Cao Ci master and disciple 2 slowly walked on the city, Cao Ci looked back at the direction of the hut, expression seriously: “Although his Third Realm foundation, the gap with mine is still relatively large. But I I think Chen Ping, he hopes to follow me.”

Martial Goddess said with a smile: “This is a very high evaluation.”

Cao Ci asked, “Master, what do you think?”

She shook her head gently, “It doesn’t make sense what I feel. It depends on how you and Chen Ping go in the future, the speed of each ascent, the thickness of each level, and the level of Martial Dao. Of course, who can live better? Long-term is vital.”

Cao Ci nodded and asked: “Master, if there were no major accidents, how long would you probably live?”

Regarding this major event of life and death, her tone was flat, “Ordinary Tenth Realm Martial Artist, try to minimize the cost of the original element, and reduce the life and death battles that are difficult to eradicate. You can live to about 300 years. I can probably more than 200 years. But With 200 more years, you can do more.”

Cao Ci sighed: “After all, Qi Refiner will live longer.”

Pei Bei asked this indifferent expression, “Do you have any thoughts about Chen Ping?”

Cao Ci shook his head, “Nothing.”

Pei Cup warned repeatedly: “Before entering Seventh Realm, you can leave the Great Origin Dynasty, but you are definitely not allowed to go to other continents.”

“got it.”

Cao Ci still doesn’t care, his Martial Dao, the real opponent, is only himself.

The tall Martial Goddess of Divine Continent couldn’t help laughing, and reached out and rubbed Cao Ci’s head.

Cao Ci helplessly said: “Master, don’t always treat me as a child.”

Before Pei Bei walked down the city, she looked back at the hut, and she quickly retracted her gaze, laughed.

A pure Martial Artist in the same era as Cao Ci, it would be very sad to think about it.

Those who respect and admire him can only look up for a lifetime.

Envy and jealous of him are beyond the reach.To hate those who are hostile to him, scratch your heart.

Pei Cup is looking forward to the final Peak of his discipline.

After all, Wu Wu No. 2!

—-

Chen Ping has been in the city for nearly a decade. Ning Yao came and left that day, saying that an important guest came from the house and needed her to show up.

Chen Ping continued to walk along the top of the city. After tens of miles, he found a little girl in a loose black robe standing in front of him, wearing a playful croissant braid, seeming to be napping?Shaky, as if the next moment is about to fall to the top of the city, and Chen Ping trembling in fear, I can’t help supporting the reckless little girl. It’s just two long trips to make Chen Ping mature. Less, in Colored Clothing Country, in Upside Down Mountain, and in this Great Wall of Sword Qi, the three are different as heaven and earth.

So Chen Ping just gave him a feed, pretending to be asking, using the native dialect of Great Wall of Sword Qi taught to him by Ning Yao, he spoke poorly, and asked: “Do you know who the old man in the hut is?”

The little girl ignored Chen Ping, still swinging 1000 in the city.

Chen Ping stopped at a distance that he thought was reasonable and took a look at her. There were nasal blisters on his immature face, and he was sleeping.

My heart is so big.

Chen Ping thinks he is mostly a genius sword cultivator.

In an instant, a girl with croissants who could not stand firmly fell straight down the city.

Chen Ping subconsciously swept away in one step, grabbing the little girl’s ankle.

But a palm pressed Chen Ping’s shoulder, unable to move even a little bit, turned his head and looked around, and found a benevolent white haired old man, slender figure, standing on the left hand side. There is a white jade hairpin in the bun, old man To Chen Ping said with a smile: “Little Brat, listen to your accent, are you a foreigner? Kindness is a good thing, but in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, you must remember one thing, don’t cause trouble to others, let alone trouble yourself .”

The old man pointed to the direction of the little girl “falling off the cliff”, “This hidden official does not need you to save, she is our Great Wall of Sword Qi, the most sword cultivator that killed the Middle Five Realms Monster Race for 1000 years. If you say that Monster Race hates the most, Lord Hidden Officer can firmly rank in the top 3. If you touch a corner of her clothes, I am afraid you will die, unless the old Great Sword Immortal is willing to fight against Lord Hidden Officer.”

Chen Ping cup one fist in the other hand thanks.

The old man said with a smile: “old man is Qi, if you don’t mind, you can call me grandfather or Qi senior. Today is a bit strange in the south. I happened to visit the city with my friends, and I think the hermit is also here With interest, I hope the other side will start offensive.”

The old man remembered something, and suddenly added: “Don’t call me grandfather together. Senior Qi will do, otherwise it feels like taking advantage of the old Great Sword Immortal.

Tone barely fell, there was a dull sound under the city wall under the feet of two people.

It is estimated that the hermit of the croissant braid fell to the ground and caused the shock.

The old man smiled and reminded: “Although the old Great Sword Immortal is helping to stare, and the hermit is also there, you still have to be careful. There is no way to fight. Monster Race may start the next offensive. Okay. , Keep busy.”

Without seeing the old man stepping out, he appeared on the head of the city more than 100 feet away, just like this dragonfly touches the water lightly, the old man’s silhouette disappeared in a flash.

Chen Ping jumped off the head of the city and turned back to the hut.

The old man’s last name is Qi.

Kill countless concealers of Middle Five Realms Monster Race.

Chen Ping heard the sound of hard to describe on the southern land, not the uncomfortable piercing eardrum, but the quiet but disgusting one. Chen Ping hurriedly walked to the wall and raised his eyes.

Then in the endless canyon outside the city, appeared… In Chen Ping’s view, standing on the top of the city and looking at that thing is like a person looking down at an earthworm in the mud not far away.

Chen Ping can completely imagine that the true size of that earthworm must be extremely terrifying.

Then Chen Ping saw the head of the city, where the former hidden official fell, and exploded a huge snow white rays of light, like a bead rolling towards that great demon.

After the gorge within the valley, the dust was flying and the earth was hit.

After about an incense stick of time, the “little girl” in a black robe with horns and braids returned to the city head, not far from Chen Ping, she stood on the city head, opened her mouth vigorously, stretched out her fingers and shook it. The tooth seemed unwilling to pull it off in the end, but spits out a mouthful of blood towards the horse trail. She was a little angry and swayed on the top of the city. The horse trail gave her a step.

Old Sword Immortal unconsciously came to Chen Ping and explained with a smile: “For her, if she didn’t kill the other party, she lost herself, so she is more annoyed. At this time, no one will care about her, otherwise It would be very troublesome. Before, Ah Liang was willing to nag with her. He liked to add oil to the fire and make things worse, and could withstand her beating anyway. Now Ah Liang has left the Great Wall of Sword Qi, I guess she is a bit boring. In fact, the unlucky great demon on the other side just came to show up symbolically.”

Old Sword Immortal took Chen Ping to the hut and suddenly said, “For some reason, you are an exception, so I will nag you more.”

Chen Ping nodded, did not say anything.

As night fell that day, Chen Ping left the small hut built by Cao Ci and sat on the northern part of the city for a drink, looking at the brightly lit of the huge city.

Looking in the direction of Ning Yao’s house.

As a result, I slapped someone on the left shoulder and looked to the left. Ning Yao was already sitting next to his right hand.

She walked up to the top of the city this time, brought some food and put it on the side of the hut. A jar of wine was brought over. Chen Ping handed it to Nurturing Sword Gourd, and Ning Yao helped to pour the wine into Nurturing Sword Gourd.

After the wine jar was empty, she was thrown out of the city by Ning Yao, and there would be no sound when she fell to the ground. After all, the small wine jar was not the former hermit.

Ning Yao drank a sip of wine and started to lose consciousness.

Chen Ping accompanied her in a daze.

Ning Yao whispered: “It doesn’t make sense, but it doesn’t matter whether you live well with one person or not.”

Ning Yao extend the hand arm, pointing to the city, “Over there, some people have very good aptitude, so as long as he kills the innocent within the rules, no one can do anything with him. On the battlefield south of the city, this kind of person Still a great hero, sword energy rushes into the sky and smashes the Monster Race army with an invincible posture. Those who hate him have to admit that there is no him, it is very different.”

Ning Yao shook the flask, “I have walked through many places in Grand Virtue World, and I have seen people of all colors. Some people just cast a good baby, have a high position and great wealth for a lifetime, have no worries about food and clothing, and just complain about the boring life. Grieving, I am too bitter.”

She returned Nurturing Sword Gourd to Chen Ping and asked, “It’s boring, isn’t it?”

Chen Ping thought for a while, “It’s okay. How other people live, each has its own reason, it doesn’t suit our minds, it may not be wrong. As long as you don’t like to be reasonable, you will definitely live a bad life, I think it is OK. .”

Ning Yao said ill-humoredly: “Unfortunately, I really will not live well.”

“what?”

Chen Ping began to think about this problem carefully.

Ning Yao turned his head and looked at Chen Ping, who was thinking about it. He couldn’t help saying with a smile: “I’m ridiculous. Are you really stuck?”

Chen Ping took a sip of wine, “Is there something upsetting?”

Ning Yao nodded, “Someone wants to buy my Slaying Dragon Platform, and I don’t want to sell it. They charge a sky-high price. They are reasonable and righteous, and they talk about everything, which makes me a little annoying.”

Chen Ping did not say any comforting words, but lightly held one of Ning Yao’s hand.

Ning Yao laughed for no reason, “But as long as you think of the bitter days when you were a child, hungry, and secretly crying in Mud Bottle Alley with tears, I don’t think it’s all right.”

Chen Ping smiled and looked into the distance. The breeze was blowing. He was no longer slicing like the earliest, just like the mountain breeze in his hometown. He said softly, “That’s it.”

There was no word for a night, and finally Ning Yao leaned on Chen Ping’s shoulder and slept soundly until dawn.

Chen Ping completely motionless, quiet vigil.

He once saw a very moving verse.

It was carved on a clay sculpture Divine Idol in Immortal Grave in my hometown. I don’t know who carved it.

Chen Ping hopes anyone can do it, as long as it is not Ma Kuxuan from Apricot Blossoms Alley.

“Since childhood, I have been alone, taking care of the stars of the past.”