Chen Ping'an has met many good-looking peers, Song Jixin, neighbor of Niping Lane, Zhao Yao, Lin Shouyi, who once studied with Mr. Qi in a school, and the man with red makeup on Guihua Island who was difficult to distinguish between male and female, and Gao Xuan, the prince of the Sui Dynasty, were not as good as the young man in Huangliang Wine Shop.

After the man finished writing on the wall, he sat at the next table holding the wine jar, asked for two big white bowls, and called Xu Jia to drink together. Xu Jia, who knew the best price of yellow rice wine, did not think anything was wrong at all. He opened the mud seal, helped pour wine, and touched the bowl to drink, and looked very happy. The old shopkeeper's smile also increased a little, but he was pitiful that bird in the cage with his back facing the sunny boy, and he was sick.

The young man took the initiative to raise the wine bowl to Chen Ping'an and smiled and said, "My name is Cao Ci, a native of Daduan, Zhongtu."

Chen Ping'an had no choice but to pick up the wine bowl, "My name is Chen Ping'an, the Dali clan of Baopingzhou."

Cao Ci nodded, his eyes full of praise, "Your foundation in the third level of martial arts is very good."

Chen Ping'an didn't know how to answer, so he had to take a sip of wine silently, always feeling something strange.

After thinking for a long time, I finally figured out the aftertaste. It turned out that this young man from the Middle Earth Gods, both in terms of air and tone, was not like a peer, but was like the barefoot old man from the down-and-out bamboo building. However, the young man was less condescending with the old man surnamed Cui. On the contrary, the big-double boy named Cao Ci spoke calmly, but even if both parties were casually chatting, Chen Ping'an would feel an invisible pressure.

What about Cao Ci? Ning Yao didn't feel anything. She was just a little unhappy. She had an addicted guy out of thin air, and she drank less interest in drinking.

After drinking half a jar of yellow rice wine with Chen Ping'an, he pulled Chen Ping'an to the wine shop door.

When Chen Ping'an was about to leave the wine shop, Cao Ci smiled and called Chen Ping'an, "Miss Ning, you like, is very good. The only bad thing is that I have met many times and I don't remember my name."

Chen Ping'an replied with a smile: "I think it's better."

Cao Ci laughed heartily, raised the wine bowl with one hand and waved goodbye to Chen Ping'an with the other, with a sincere smile, "Chen Ping'an, three days later, we will start to strive to become the strongest fourth realm in the world."

Another word that will make you look weird if you chew it a little bit.

Chen Ping'an bowed his fists and said nothing, turned around and followed Ning Yao away from this small blessed land of yellow and beautiful women.

In the wine shop, Xu Jia asked puzzledly: "Do you like Miss Ning?"

Cao Ci waved his hand with a smile and said, "I like the master who is invincible in my mind. I like the queen who has two dimples when she smiles. I like Miss Ning who doesn't take me seriously, but neither of them are the kind you think. Love between men and women is very hampering in their practice."

Cao Ci took a sip of wine and sighed: "I can't imagine that I like a certain girl in the future."

Xu Jia said oh, and he believed whatever Cao Ci said. Then the shop clerk was full of excitement and changed the subject: "I'll be entering the fifth realm soon?"

Cao Ci nodded and said, "I have been in the Great Wall of Sword Qi for so long, and it's time to break through the realm."

Xu Jia grinned and said, "If it were in my hometown, I guess you are in the seventh realm now."

Without waiting for Cao Ci to speak, Xu Jia immediately added: "And before the seventh realm, the strongest fourth realm, the fifth realm, and the sixth realm!"

Xu Jia talked about this, and was happier than Cao Ci himself. "The old shopkeeper said that your fourth realm is the strongest fourth realm in history, not the first of the four realms of martial artists at the moment. He can be said to be unprecedented and unparalleled, is it true?"

Cao Ci said helplessly: "I can probably be sure of this before, but there is no one to come later. I am just a pure martial artist and I will not calculate the martial arts fortune in the world for a hundred and a thousand years in the future."

Xu Jia laughed, "Cao Ci! If I can't help but go to the eldest lady one day, I will definitely go to Daduan Dynasty to play with you."

Cao Ci nodded, "Then I'll prepare the wine early."

Xu Jia suddenly lowered his voice and begged, "Cao Ci, why don't we fight, and then you will lose to me on purpose. From now on, I will leave the Touxuan Mountain and tell people everywhere that I have defeated Cao Ci. Think about it, ten years later, a hundred years later, at that time, you will be invincible in the world, and even beat Qingming's Dao Erectile Dysfunction Shuang, from truly invincible to real enemy, I will become the only one who has ever defeated you Cao Ci. At that time, the whole world will definitely ask who this guy is. Maybe the young lady will look at me with admiration."

Cao Ci narrowed his eyes with a smile, held the bowl with one hand, and gently patted his head with the other hand, "Okay, you Xu Jia beat me Cao Ci, and you came out of the upside down mountain, just say that to others."

Xu Jia was a little guilty, "You don't care now, you won't regret it in the future, right?"

After drinking the wine in the bowl, Cao Ci turned his head and waved to the old shopkeeper, "Old Lu, are you willing to give me a jar of wine? I regret it now. If I don't drink alcohol, I can't suppress my regret. If I drink more jar of Forget-Wait, 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 bring a jar of wine for Cao Ci. Also, remember to miss the shopkeeper more in the future. Don't secretly scold me for being stingy all day long, or blame me for not letting you go to the world."

Xu Jia went to bring wine happily.

Cao Ci only had the last bowl of wine left. While waiting for the new wine to be served, he stood up and stood under the wall with a bowl in his hand, and paraded through his eyes. It had been nearly three years since his first drinking, and there were a lot of new words on the wall. Finally, Cao Ci looked at the three words in the corner below, which were written in a straight but rigid manner, and asked curiously: "Old Lu, is the word left by Chen Ping'an on the wall? Is it this 's sword energy long'?"

The old man asked, "Why, this kid is not simple?"

Cao Ci squatted down, took a big white bowl and took a small sip of wine, with his eyes calm, "He may be the strongest three realms behind me."

The old man was a little sorry for the martial arts bird in the cage. It was a time limit for the length of a pure martial arts husband's fortune. It was not after the inscription, but the martial arts bird could fly out of the cage and peck it out at any time. As a result, before and after the inscription, Chen Ping'an happened to be the pair of masters and apprentices. There was no need to expect that the martial arts bird would leave the bird cage during this period.

Not that courageous.

Cao Ci and Xu Jia finished drinking a jar of Forget Wine in half.

Xu Jia was not good at drinking, and he became more drunk the more he drank, and finally he slept to death on the wine table.

Cao Ci is the person who becomes more and more awake the more he drinks, with his eyes shining.

Cao Ci suddenly said, "If my master hadn't come to pick me up, I really wanted to go to the world south of the Sword Qi Great Wall. At most forty or fifty years, I would have dared to wrestle the dozen or so monsters. Before that, there would inevitably be a heart-warming battle of life and death."

The old man smiled and said, "Believe it or not, as long as you walk out of the city, you will die?"

Cao Ci sighed.

The reason is very simple, the old man can understand it at a glance.

He, Cao Ci, is very likely to have entered the vision of the peak monster. He is a must-killer person. He will never give him for forty or fifty years, or even a day.

Cao Ci said helplessly: "Then go back to Middle-earth Godly Island honestly."

The old man said intentionally or unintentionally: "The ancestor of the Dong family who killed through the wild world and finally emerged from nowhere is enough, and there is only one sword energy Great Wall. If the demon clan raises tigers again and raises Cao Ci who is expected to have the eleventh level of martial arts, I think they can commit suicide."

Cao Ci nodded, "I have to ask Master if he has entered the eleventh realm. I hope it is not..."

The old man smiled and joked, "You are so unconscience-free, right? Why don't you think about the goodness of your master? In this regard, you Cao Ci is almost as virtuous as Xu Jia, which is very bad. You are Cao Ci, how can you be so mediocre?"

Cao Ci shook his head, raised his arm, stretched out his palm, and wiped it above the wine table, with a gentle voice, but his eyes were firm: "Now, Master's martial arts is so high, and it can almost be comparable to those real mountain tops.... So if it weren't for the eleventh level, wouldn't my master, or me in the future..."

The old man smiled and said, "You can wait and see."

Cao Ci turned his head and looked at the old man, "There are too few seniors as easy to talk to as you."

The old man laughed at himself and said, "That's because I, a bad old man, have accepted my fate."

Cao Ci sat silently at the wine table, Xu Jia snored like thunder, and the old man disappeared. He went elsewhere. Of course, the blessed land of Huangliang would be slightly bigger than expected. It would not be just a little bit like a wine shop, but it was indeed incomplete. If it weren't for the one of the ancestors of all schools of thought that they would have tried their best to maintain it, it would have long been similar to the Lizhu Cave Heaven and completely lost the qualification to be the "blessed land of Cave Heaven".

What do the saints from the Three Deeds and the various schools of thought do they work for every day?

How did the ten cave heavens, thirty-six small cave heavens, and seventy-two blessed lands come from?

After the Lizhu Cave Heaven in Baopingzhou was broken, is there only thirty-five Cave Heaven?

In fact, many saints in Haoran need to open up their territory and expand their territory.

In this regard, the Taoist saints in Qingming are different. They mainly pursue the height of Bai Yujing, layer by layer, and keep going upwards.

The Buddhist world seeks the distant Buddhist teachings, and people must live without doubt and have nothing to do with the past, present and next life.

Of course, in addition to opening up a new world of blessings and educating the people, Confucianism also needs to stare at the demon clan in the wilderness.

The other two worlds are not idle either.

Taoist leader Lu Chen made trouble and made plans in Haoran.

Could it be that Confucian sub-sage saints will not recruit disciples and preach in Qingming world?

In the wine shop, even if Cao Ci had no one to chat or drink, he was still in a stable mood and sat there.

It is hard to imagine that people in martial arts will think that breaking the realm is boring, and it is fun to be immersed in the realm.

When the old shopkeeper came back, he asked with a smile: "Cao Ci, except for reaching the top of martial arts, I will never want anything else in my 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 young man in Dali."

Cao Ci nodded.

Finally, the young man in white walked out of the wine shop and did not look for his master who was staying in a private residence of the big family in Kouxuan Mountain. Instead, he went straight to the foot of Gufeng Mountain. Near the gate of the square, the Taoist boy and the sword-holder greeted the boy. Cao Ci stopped and chatted with them for a long time before entering the mirror. As a result, when he got there, the old sword cultivator who buried his head in tempering his natal sword, and the Taoist nun who was wearing a magic knife, all smiled and greeted him. Cao Ci stopped again and chatted with them for a long time.

Talk about Taoism, swordsmanship, and chat.

Cao Ci can talk to people anything.

This has been like this in recent years.

Those senior gods who have already achieved success, whether they are hidden masters or powerful sword immortals, will even benefit greatly, and may even feel ashamed of a young man in the fourth level of martial arts.

Cao Ci.

Cao Ci from the Central Earth God Island.

The family background is mediocre, and the ancestors have farmed for generations, and they are not even considered a family of small wealth. In a war, the paradise was razed to the ground, and they began to wander around with refugees and refugees, and they would be separated from life and death every day.

Then he was seen by a tall woman riding her horse alone and accepted it as a 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 of Pei Cup."

Cao Ci slowly passed through the city north of the Sword Qi Great Wall. Along the way, someone asked him to chat with them. If no one greeted him, he would occasionally stop and look up at the kites floating around, the raised eaves, or the painted door gods who were dull and dull on the door.

Finally, he slowly walked up to the city and returned to the small thatched hut behind the old thatched hut. He had nothing to do. He flipped through a few books, read a few pages before putting it down. He walked out of the hut and walked seven or eight miles on the trail before he found Grandpa Chen who was standing on the city and looking out to the south.

The young man in white jumped up to the top of the city.

One old and one young, two speechless.

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After leaving the shop, Ning Yao asked about the location of the Stork Inn, he took Chen Ping'an to the direction of the hunting ferry.

As a result, at the entrance of the alley where the inn is located, Chen Ping'an met Mrs. Gui with an anxious face and Jin Su who was depressed.

Seeing Chen Ping'an safe and sound, Mrs. Gui felt relieved and said nothing harshly. She didn't even ask why Chen Ping'an had not returned yet. She just greeted the "Miss Ning" mentioned by Chen Ping'an, and then returned to Guihua Island at the Catching Ferry. She was busy and busy. In addition, the matter of the Prince Jiang of Yuguizong, she was very upset.
To be continued...