Every time I turn a page, I change my reading place, or sit among the large characters on the city wall, or walk on the wall, or hang upside down on the horsewalk at the top of the city, or suddenly ride the wind to the canopy above the city, but now the canopy

It's really not high, only five hundred feet away from the top of the city. If you go higher up, after Long Jun's sword is passed, the remaining sword energy from the flying sword can really hurt Chen Ping'an's body.

For some reason, Long Jun had no interest in this book, which was as foreign as the objects close at hand. He let Chen Pingan flip through the book to read to relieve his boredom, and Wu Jianguang came here.

Chen Pingan made a dojo in a snail shell and secretly did a small thing. He practiced the words from the book to the outside of the book. He carefully practiced every word in the book first and then put it into his sleeve. So Chen Pingan came to read this again today.

The book, in fact, has been stripped out of more than two thousand commonly used words, making the content on the page more blank and intermittent, like little guys who were forced to move, being held by Chen Pingan by the collar, crying and babbling.

, was forced to travel far away from his hometown.

Some rare words that appear alone often appear in pairs, and Chen Pingan has not been driven to move them for the time being.

It's a pity that I couldn't put together a book called "Hundred Family Surnames" or a thousand-character essay.

Of course, such small words are of little practical use.

Even if the entire 300,000 words of the travelogue were given to Chen Pingan to practice, leaving all the pages of the travelogue blank, it would be nothing more than a lifeless old-fashioned little guy in his sleeves. After all, Chen Pingan would not be able to imitate Pei.

Qian and Li Huai, what can they say? They have 300,000 soldiers and horses under their command. But it is really boring. Chen Ping'an will also arrange the words after the small practice, shake them out of his sleeves, fall on the city, and divide them.

To form two camps, there are not many words, and there are only a few "soldiers and horses". There are only twenty or thirty words at most each time, and they are all common words that appear in many places in travel notes, so as not to be entered into Long Jun's mind one day.

Water, another sword, and another pot.

Chen Ping'an would make those little guys dressed in black fall on the city wall, swinging back and forth with slow steps, like two groups of naughty children in the streets, fighting each other, neither of them very strong.

Today, Chen Ping'an suddenly became extremely diligent in refining calligraphy. He worked hard on the "Chen Ping An" in the book and made hundreds of small refining words. One thousand and five hundred small refining words were refined and put away.

Then Chen Pingan carefully shook out two words from his sleeve.

Then those "Chen Ping'an" people were ordered out, and they were crowded together. Every three words standing side by side became a Chen Ping'an.

So there are two characters, one is Ning and the other is Yao.

It's Ning Yao.

It was as if she was alone, and she seemed to be confronting these Chen Ping cases, who unfortunately were not Chen Pingan.

Then "Ning Yao" steps forward

As soon as he took one step, the five hundred Chen Ping'an began to stagger, and finally each one of them became unsteady as if they were drunk, and collapsed to the ground.

Chen Pingan squatted on the top of the city, holding his sleeves with his hands, watching this scene, smiling brightly.

A bright red robe was spread on the ground.

Today's young hidden officials are not too lonely.

It was also the first time that he didn't feel that time was passing too slowly.

From the top of the other half of the city, Lord Long launched a sword, and this sword was no less powerful than the previous ones.

Even though the sword light had already passed dozens of miles over the top of his city in an instant.

The sword intention is extremely strong and the sword energy is extremely long. It spreads all the way from the place where the Dragon King sacrifices his sword on the edge of the cliff.

Chen Ping'an still seemed unaware.

When the sword light passed halfway across the city, Chen Ping'an stood up and began to use the Nine Realm Martial Arts and Sword Wen Quan techniques.

Time after time, his body disintegrated, and time after time, he gathered his body and punched again before the sword light of those little characters.

In the end, Chen Ping'an used his mountain-top martial arts skills to completely destroy the sword light with his fists. He then came to the edge of the cliff, stepped heavily on the ground with both feet, and displayed a Jade-Pure Realm Sword Immortal as high as a mountain, condensing the aura of the world.

He made a sword move, holding the sword in both hands, and slashed towards the cliff head over there wearing a gray robe.

The huge Dharma form with a pair of golden eyes laughed loudly and said: "Thank you very much, Mr. Long, for raising your fists for me!"

Long Jun waved his hand and pushed the young woman who was warming up her sword and stabilizing her sword's heart more than a hundred feet away to the edge of the cliff. There was no sacrificial sword or any move.

The long sword in the hand of the Dharma minister on the other side shattered, and the Dharma minister collapsed suddenly.

The Sword Immortal's appearance reappeared, and the long sword struck the Dragon Lord headlong again.

For the whole time of burning the incense, Long Jun remained motionless, even the Dharma Prime Minister's long sword could not get close to the gray robe beside him.

Countless sword energies from heaven and earth were against that young man.

After the last Dharma image collapsed, Chen Ping'an finally stopped using his sword pointlessly, disappeared in a flash, returned to the original place, and gathered up the small refining words.

Liu Bai anxiously came to Long Jun's side on the cliff and asked softly: "Has he really become more powerful?"

The difference between Mountain Top Realm martial artists and Tenth Realm martial artists is just like the difference between the Great Sword Immortals like Nalan Shaowei, Yue Qing and Mi Hu in the Sword Qi Great Wall and the old Ascension Realm sword immortals.

"He was telling those monster monks [Ling Ling.] below him to listen. He didn't show any enthusiasm at all. He just made nonsense and deliberately used it to disgust me."

Long Jun had no choice but to deal with the little girl next to him who was actually very smart but couldn't figure it out when it came to Chen Ping'an. He patiently explained: "At the height of martial arts at the mountain top level, even a martial artist's state of mind is not too high.

Poor, especially this mad dog who likes to ask questions the most. I want to destroy his good deeds with one sword. It is true that he is angry and annoyed, but his martial spirit is hard to reach higher. How can he be so easy to achieve success?

One step further. After serving as a hidden official, he witnessed those battle scenes with his own eyes. This was where his martial arts prison was. Because it was difficult to experience any great sorrow or joy, his mentality had actually already preceded his realm, and his body had been cut off by martial arts.

The end of the road is not far away, and only a life-and-death battle can forcibly strengthen the body."

Liu Bai nodded slightly, deeply convinced.

Dressed in a bright red robe, he reappeared on the cliffside without any warning. This time he brought the narrow knife Zhan Kan, gently pressed his hands against the handle of the knife, and said with a smile: "Miss Liubai, what do you think of our senior Long Jun?

Are you someone who likes to talk a lot? If not, why are you so verbose? It’s very profound. You should think about it carefully. If you don’t cultivate your mind while practicing swordsmanship, you will fall into a bad situation. "

Liu Bai sneered and said, "You're not nagging at all."

Chen Ping'an said seriously: "Isn't this because I'm afraid of being exposed? After hearing Senior Long Jun's explanation, she said oh oh oh and looked ok, but actually she was scolding Long Jun, the old thief in her heart."

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "The gods on the mountain, as long as you have doubts and guesses, there will be many ghosts and ghosts. I am helping Senior Long Jun clear away the suspicion, but I can't even figure it out? Miss Liubai, I'm not telling you, we

If it's a literary fight, I'm afraid you'll slap your head to pieces and break your neck, and Senior Long Jun won't be able to stop you. Today, Long Jun is helping me to increase my fist skills. You're selling me some face. Don't talk nonsense with Brother Zhou Mi.

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Liubai's eyes gradually became firm, and she actually took a step forward, crossing the gray robe. She smiled and said: "No matter what you say or do, I won't have the slightest intention to disagree with you, nothing.

Just care about it, that’s fine. You don’t need to thank Mr. Long for helping me with my fist, it doesn’t matter if I say thank you sincerely, but I want to thank you for helping me repair the sword’s heart, sincerely!”

Long Jun nodded slightly, it should have been like this a long time ago.

Chen Pingan was silent for a moment.

In fact, Liu Bai is right to have this intention.

But is it useful?

It may not be useful to her, but it is of some use to Chen Pingan himself.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "Then do you know that the inner demon has already arisen because of me, and the sword's heart has been repaired a little by me. This is the new inner demon, and even the inner demon has fewer flaws. Do you believe this? Ask

Regardless of Mr. Long, it’s all up to you.”

Long Jun sighed, "Liu Bai, go practice sword practice in another place. He is using you to meditate on the Tao and understand the inner demons."

No wonder this person clearly had no blood in his eyes and didn't regard him as an opponent at all, but he deliberately came here again and again to leave some traces of his thoughts in her heart.

Chen Ping'an glanced at the gray robe. There were so many throne demons, but this dragon king was left at the top of the city.

Long Jun said with a smile: "The mad dog wants to bite people again?"

Liu Bai had left sadly. She was walking on top of the city without her sword.

Chen Ping'an actually sat on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the torrent of the monster army far away at his feet. Then he withdrew his gaze, fell back, used his Zhankan knife as a pillow, and said to himself: "It should be like this when you get home, Tong

Childishly holding my clothes, laughing at my gray hair."

Long Jun smiled and said: "I don't have this kind of sadness, and you can't return home."

Chen Ping'an let out a sigh, immediately sat up, and asked doubtfully: "How can you understand people's words?"

Long Jun didn't take it seriously and asked: "Do you know why the view here is not blocked?"

Chen Pingan nodded and said: "It's similar to the two heavy snowfalls. It's easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it's difficult to go from luxury to frugality. In fact, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Long Jun laughed and said: "Just wait, for at least half a year, not only will you not be able to see the sun and the moon, but soon I won't have to stop you from punching or sword-fighting. From this point of view, you are actually more powerful than Chen Qing."

awful."

It turned out that Chen Ping'an could no longer see the gray robe of Lord Long. In fact, all the scenes at the top of the city opposite had disappeared from his sight.

Looking down again, those demon clans swarming towards Haoran Tianxia were no longer visible.

Chen Pingan turned his head and looked around. The heavy snowfall was slowly falling in the distance and was still vaguely visible.

Even if you can't see it anymore, what does it matter?

A small sorrow is as big as a grain of rice.

What's more, when we meet in the arena, we brag about it. It's a hard road to meet again in the arena, and the road is long. When we meet again, someone will definitely say "Master, thank you for your hard work. Sir, thank you for your hard work. Junior uncle, thank you for your hard work." Chen Ping'an, thank you for your hard work.

Chen Ping'an walked away with his big sleeves waving, and laughed and said: "It doesn't look like you are cheating, it's hard work."

Feiran and Lizhen came to Long Jun together, and Lizhen asked: "Are you really crazy?"

Long Jun asked: "Ask yourself?"

Fei Ran smiled and asked: "That Cao Ci can actually beat him three times in a row?"
Chapter completed!