Chapter 202: It’s a good time on earth.

In the last two days of practicing boxing, the barefoot old man’s shots have become more and more fierce. Although Chen Ping’s cruelty is no longer allowed to do the peeling and cramping, but with the gods and drums, a fist punches in Chen’s body or spirit. The accumulation of layers is really making Chen Pingan want to die.
The girl in the pink skirt outside the bamboo building licks the melon seeds, and is absent-minded. They all bite their mouths and don’t know it. As for the Tsing Yi children who are sitting on the cliffs, they always look dignified, and they must rely on the innate strong body. Digesting the upper-class zombie in the abdomen, it is necessary to condense the spirit, try not to be disturbed by the monks of the bamboo building. Even this river water snake is not clear to himself. This is actually nothing more than a mental repair. The big chance is to raise the air and refine the gas. The scene of the gas in the body, such as the big water hitting the pillar in the river, can be met.
Occasionally, the girl in the pink skirt is fidgeting, and she will go to the bamboo house. The text written by Confucian Li Xisheng was not on the wall of the bamboo building, but she was all firmly in mind, and the text and even the strokes were clear. She couldn't keep the mourning of her own master upstairs or the sound of hitting the wall, and she would force herself to mourn the poetry articles on the wall.
This is also a practice.
As for the snake gallstones, nature is more and more good. It is the treasure of all the dragons in the world, but it also adheres to a potential rule of
one hundred and ten million
.
Wei Wei leaked the secret and explained the reason to the two little guys. The first finest gallstone that helped break the ground, can be digested by the genus of the genus of the dragon in a year, and the girl’s physique It is not strong and takes a little longer. It may take 13 or 4 months. In contrast, Tsing Yi children only need half a year, but the second one is not so easy. It takes ten years to devour, and the third takes centuries. The water mill effort, the fourth is a long millennium, the fifth one needs 10,000 years! In fact, whether there is a fifth-class snake stone, the meaning is not big, the icing on the cake is not counted, at most is a rare collection in the treasure house.
So before the Tsing Yi children held three good snake gallstones, they turned their heads and began to hang up the ordinary snake gallstones. They could not guarantee the break-up, but they could be repaired for ten years, constantly consolidating the thickness of the current realm, and eating. Ups and downs, is it crisp, isn’t it beautiful? At that time, Tsing Yi’s child thought about the uncle, and I lay down and enjoyed the blessing. Every day I basking in the sun and watching the wind and snow, I was able to climb the realm.
It was not until Chen Pingan practiced boxing in Zhulou that Tsing Yi’s children changed their minds and worked hard. For the Yujiang water snake, which has a small intestine, the idea is not complicated. He does not want to see anyone who is killed by a punch. I don’t want to be Chen Ping’s mud-legged master over the realm.
Big and big, we are the heroes of the rivers and lakes, the face is the biggest!
In the bamboo building, the old man with bare feet arms around his chest, overlooking the teenager who curled up on the ground, the muscles of the whole body are bursting with the sound of soy beans bursting, the old man’s previous twenty-eight fists, the gods and drums, hit Chen Ping’an On the gates of the eighteen gas houses, Chen Ping’s dying scene was bleak.
The old man sneered: "It’s just twenty-eight punches, just like the dead, it’s really unbearable! You can’t hold 30 punches, these three realms are not the strongest three realms in the world!

Chen Ping, who is full of blood and blood, refuses to pay back his mouth, relying on the breathing of the old man Yang, and the infuriating body that he found himself like a fire dragon, plus Aliang said that "there are countless swordsmen groping out "The 18th stop of the luck method, the three together, can only make themselves bite their teeth to withstand the twenty-eight fists of the elderly."
The old man kicked out and smashed the back of Chen’s peace. Chen Ping’s whole man slammed into the wall and fell heavily on the ground. It’s hard to stabilize the sea of ​​gas, and he gave up the wind and made waves again. It seems like a sheep is crazy.
The old man laughed and said: "A pure Wufu, who wants to stand on the top of the mountains, depends on what? It depends on one breath, and it is hard to kill those who can borrow the aura of heaven and earth! You breathe, if you eat If you have a little bitterness, you will lose your ability to punch. Do you still want to shrink the turtle to heal your breath? Will the person who punches give you this opportunity? So the tone of your Chen’s safety is not enough!

Little bitter.
Chen Ping, who was bloody, could not say a word to refute.
Although the old man is vicious on his mouth, he is extremely hard-working, but if he has a martial arts master who has had a life-and-death battle with the old man, or a mountain who has been hit hard and killed in the hands of the old man, he will feel incredible, and the old man will not only know how to fight. In addition, the famous eye is higher than the top.
At the peak of the time, in the identity of the only ten-day Wufu of Dongbao Pingzhou, only one body, one pair of fists and three continents! Before the boxing, the old man did not report his name, and after he punched out, he did not report his identity. He also hurriedly went and hurriedly. He walked over and sneaked away. Whoever accidentally killed him, the disciples and grandchildren have the courage to have the ability, just look for him. Revenge is that if you are a ten-year-old encirclement, you will be counted as a magic weapon, and he will rely on double fists!
At that time, Sanzhou only knew the eccentric strange name of the gods, and few opponents will be rewarded with respect, even if it is a rival with the same level, the old man is not as serious as it is, and there is no thought of more than a little bit of apprenticeship.
This lonely mountain bamboo building has a mystery. The old Cui surname can wake up an hour every day. Now, with the step-by-step return to the peak, he can keep his mind clear in half of the time. The grandfather of Cui Wei, the great master of the country, fell from the peak to the bottom of the valley. He had already lost his good feelings for the family. In the past, because of his grandson, he was hurt by the family’s genital turtles and grandchildren, and there was no fragrant fire. Now, I am in the Luoshan Mountain. I stay in the bamboo building every day. From time to time, I stand on the second floor and overlook the landscape. The old man starts to like this kind of clean place. Not only is the bamboo building a simple blessing.
Wei Wei walked outside the bamboo building and just heard the old man roar. "Chen Ping, lying down, what is going on! Can't stand up, climb and climb!"
"You can know that the old man has traveled far and wide, punching and killing people, and the only one who respects him. Who is it?!"
"It is an eight-day Wufu that I have forgotten even my name. When this person died, he was stepped on the front door by the old man. Before the death of the Eight-Warri Martial Man, he tried to raise his fist and handed the last life to the old man. Boxing, even if the punch is already weaker than the child-girls, but the punch is all the ten-martial warriors under the sun, and even the legendary eleven gods, and also respect the punch of admiration!"
"That punch is the true meaning of my generation of Wufu!"
There was a violent crash, and it was obvious that it was hard to get up after Chen Ping, and hit the wall again.
"Chen Ping, come again! This pain is a fart. If you bring a belt, stand up and take another punch..."
The old man was quiet for a moment, then he was furious, hey, a lot of sultry words, in fact, all learned from the mud bottle alley.
It turned out that Chen Ping’s heart was almost broken.
It’s too late.
Chen Pingan is not willing to accept the loss. Not only does it rely on that tone to support it, but even inadvertently uses the illusory "heart". After being beaten by the old man, the heart is falling down. It is the real life and death line. This is also The first time the old man had an accident after teaching the boxing.
The old man who was not arrogant in his mouth had already crouched down, and quickly grabbed the heart of the boy and looked down. It was a dark face that was painful and distorted by the teenager, and a young boy with a fist on his chest, clenched his fist, pure It is a subconscious instinct.
The old man stretched out another hand and gently held the fist of the teenager's skin, showing his white bones. He showed a kind of kindness and smiled softly: "The kid is good. The boxing is in the low place, and the boxing is high." At the depths of the boxing, you have already reached the real martial arts."
It was only at this time that I didn’t know whether it was a dream or a confused one. Chen Pingan whispered a swearing swearing.
The old man groaned, not angry and laughing, "smelly boy."

The next day, Chen Ping’an hardly gave birth to twenty-nine punches before he passed out.
The first thing after waking up, Chen Pingan was struggling to go to the second floor and asked a sentence, "I will not be killed by you after the next 30 punches?"
The old man opened his eyes in the house. "No."
Then Chen Pingan stood on the second floor and began to squat. Gu Yu’s mother once called the first person in the town’s street, and even the apricot flower april had to go home to sum up the experience. After learning the lesson, it was still The battle has been defeated. Then Chen Ping, as a guy who often listens to the battle, is so stunned that he really wants to open his mouth, and the skill is certainly not bad.
After starting the boxing exercise tomorrow, there is definitely no chance to smash.
I will talk about it today.
Anyway, the bitterness of eating, the sin that should not be suffered, is enough to eat enough, the old guy can not kill himself, then what he is afraid of.
Not a glimpse, Chen Pingan is really afraid of alive to death, the fist did not practice a big break, first put himself to death, this is not alright!
The old man did not care about it at all.
In fact, this is a good thing.
Because precisely this is the important significance of practicing boxing.
The mud bottle alley has accumulated too many emotional impurities, just like Chen Ping’s own sweeping on the foot of the wall, no more, no harm to the state of mind, because "eyes are not bothered," but Once the martial arts climbs in the future and continues to climb upwards, then this point will continue to be magnified. At the time of the second and third worlds, the old man will be able to use the various boxing methods to smash and beat, and it will be relatively easy to get rid of. If it is between the six and seven. The threshold, or the scorpio between the ninety, and then want to go back and remove the sweep, it is difficult to go to heaven.
But the old man is not a mud bodhisattva. Where is the endless swearing words, he screamed: "Get out of the way, then nonsense, kill you now."
Chen Pingan laughed and left, very satisfied.
The old man whispered in the house and said: "It’s really like when I was a child."
When it comes to this, the old man has some look.
When I was young, for me, my grandfather, isn’t it too harsh and ruthless?
The Third Confucian Confucianism, once had a famous saying, and spread to the world, "the beginning of man, the nature is good, the is similar, the habit is far."
The old man sighed.
The thrilling March 4th dispute, he also personally taught, how is the end, it is what it is now. This is because the old man is not involved.
He once traveled to the unknown mountain once, and met a Confucian old man. He was rising in the morning sun. The old man was walking in the foothills and slowly stretching his muscles. It was like drawing a circle, but from the perspective of his ten-day Wufu, It can be seen that the elderly scholars seem to be spinning in the same place. In fact, every time you draw a circle, you will slightly expand to the outside.
He was curious to ask: "Why don't the old man step out?"
The old man of the Confucian shirt smiled and replied: "If you break the rules, then you can't."
After a round of talks in the north and the south, he never saw the figure of an elderly scholar.

On the third day, before the old man practiced boxing, he smiled at Chen Pingan: "Since you have already established a foothold in the Three Realms, let's continue, the old man will give a solid foundation to your martial arts. Delayed these days of work."
Chen Pingan shook his head and said no, far travel, as long as the master of the sword is successful, you must go immediately.
The old man continued to seduce Chen Pingan to practice boxing. "Why did the old man use the five-state cultivation as a punch to go out, and Sun Shujian of the Sixth National Summit was killed? It is in the same realm, the difference between the clouds and the mud, so even the most difficult to cross the realm. The murder of the martial arts, the old man can still easily kill the high-level Sun Shujian, because his foundation played too loose."
"For example, in the imperial examination, it is also a scholar who has been tried in the temple. Why is anyone who is an indescribable champion, and the rest are scholars, and even those who are poor and compassionate? The golden temple is a realm, but the same In the realm, it is still necessary to separate a three-six-ninth and so on."
"Chen Ping An, you have to know that the martial arts are in a three-dimensional environment, and the gap is enormous. It is tantamount to the last state of the lower five realms of practicing the spirits, and the first territory of the five-level environment, there is a huge watershed. No old man can help you to lay the foundation. You have suffered so much, you should be the most aware of it. If you can make a bang, break through the four borders, just break the bottleneck, and then the road to the four borders is a smooth river. ?"
Chen Pingan did not hesitate, but still shook his head.
Since Yang Laotou said that this place should not be left for a long time, if he got the sword, he must leave the hill and keep going south. Chen Ping will never delay a scent.
In fact, deep inside, for the practice of fighting above the three realms, Chen Pingan is still somewhat frightened, saying that he is not afraid that it is self-deception.
The old man nodded. "It can be a good thing to stand up to temptation. Sun Shujian's flow, the talent is not bad, but the people who died in the middle of the count, countlessly died on the word greedy. Then the old man will reward you once an exception. Change 30 punches to 31 punches. Rest assured, safekeeping will not kill people, help you to solidify the three realms, you don't have to be grateful to the old man, who makes you a gentleman..."
The old man said that he was pleasing to the face, but the murderousness in his speech, the chill is deep, and Chen Ping will not know?
Yesterday, I was stunned, and I was so fluent. As a result, I am going to be retribution today.
After thirty-one punches, Chen Ping’s head went back to sleep in the big medicine bucket for a day, and then slept all night in the bed.
At dawn, Chen Pingan walked out of the house, and Wei Wei and the two little guys sat down.
After seeing Chen Pingan, Wei Wei sat on the bamboo chair, raised his head, and held his fists in his hands. He said with joy: "Congratulations."
Chen Pingan held a fist and returned a gift, and smiled bitterly: "It is difficult to say a word."
The girl in the pink skirt gave the bamboo chair to her grandfather. After Wei Ping’s voice was low,
He will open the stove in these two days. Before talking to the snake, I heard that you want to buy a sword. Then I will make a proposition. I will give a gift to the original court of the Daxie Court. I will not convert a five-piece magic weapon. I only accept one gourd. Chen Ping, if you feel that you are losing money, you can change it and continue to accept it. The original five magic weapon of Daxie is."
The girls in the pink dress and the children in Tsing Yi made a look together, persuading Chen Ping’an to avoid the lard, and take five.
Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Of course I want to raise the sword gourd."
Wei Wei was so happy that he waved his sleeves, and a delicate red gourd between the moments was placed in the palm of his hand.
Compared with the silver small gourd hanging from the waist of Aliang, it is slightly smaller, the color is warm and the style is simple, and people fall in love at first sight.
Chen Pingan's face was full of surprises, carefully picking up the red gourd in both hands, wide-eyed, and closer to the details.
Wei Wei smiled and explained: "This sword-bearing gourd can only be regarded as a medium-sized product. It is not a real fairy, but it is already very difficult. After all, it is in Dongbao Pingzhou, which is more than a sword. However, even if you take it to the Luluzhou, this small gourd can make the sword in the Five Kingdoms drool."
Wei Wei pointed to the bottom of the small gourd. "The bottom part is 'Jiang Hu', which is homophonic with the rivers and lakes walking along the rivers and lakes. It is quite fun, and most of them is a cherished relic of Jiang Xingjian, and will be engraved with this name. dislike?"
Chen Pingan laughed and said that it was a happy, busy and chorus: "Like like! How can you not like it! Raise your sword!"
The girl in the pink dress smiled and smiled. Tsing Yi’s child turned a blank eye and took a forehead.
Well, the key is to know the goods, knowing the value of raising the sword and gourd. It’s just like this, and the joy of the rich man’s finances can’t be changed.
Chen Pingan suddenly asked: "Can you drink wine?"
Wei Wei nodded and smiled: "Nature is ok, it is no problem to put on a dozen kilograms of wine, and it does not hinder the warming of flying swords. But remember, in the swords, you can’t warm up the flying swords, and don’t pay attention to anything. The better, the better, otherwise it will delay the process of raising the sword, it is best to raise two or three at the same time..."
Having said that, Wei Wei ridiculed himself: "If you can raise two flying swords at the same time, it is already scary enough. Let's not talk about the chance to get a superior flying sword. How much financial and material resources are needed."
Chen Pingan silently wrote down.
Then he squatted twice, the first day of the real name "Xiaoyingdu", and the green "Five-fifth" that Yang Laotou exchanged for Chen Pingan, one after the other, plucked from Chen Ping's two gas houses, and died. Into the vermilion raising sword gourd, the two flying swords seem to be extremely happy, in which four chaos, constantly hit the inner wall of the gourd, so that the small gourd in the hands of Chen Pingan slightly shake.
Wei Wei’s big eyes only felt that there was no face, but he shook his head and said:
Well, when I didn’t say anything.

Tsing Yi’s children are honored and sighed:
Do you know that my family’s financial resources are strong?

Wei Wei didn't care about this little snake, he said happily: "Know it."
Wei Wei finally smiled and said: "Yes, the gourd is filled with wine, and you will be safe with the amount of alcohol, even though you drink."
After Wei Wei left, Chen Pingan sat on the edge of the cliff with a bamboo chair, drinking a small mouth and mouth.
The girl in the pink dress wants to follow the past, and the girl in Qingyi grabs her arm and shakes her head to indicate not to join in the fun.
Chen Pingshu comfortably leaned on the back of the chair, his legs straightened, his hands holding the small gourd that was temporarily a hip flask, and a few mouthfuls of wine went down the stomach, and he felt the cheeks hot and the throat was hot, and the whole person followed the warmth.
Chen Pingan looked to the far south and was full of embarrassment.
It seems that the mountains and rivers over there are the rivers and lakes in the hands of the swords and gourds.
This is a life that Chen Pingan never thought of.
It’s good to be alive and still alive.

The orphans in Mud Lane, after the death of the mother, when the age of five to seven, the most difficult.
Sometimes when I am hungry to the intestines, it is really hungry and I can’t wait to go to the mud to eat. When I eat, everybody is surrounded by mud alleys, even if I just walk in the alley, the children can smell. Those tempting rice fragrant dishes, the children wearing the clothes left by the mother, cut into the size of the size they can wear, the corners and corners are not lost, piece by piece.
The first time a child eats food from other people's homes, after the family is exhausted, the things that the family can sell are sold. The six-year-old child, in a big winter, can't go to the mountains to collect medicine to earn some copper coins, and has no livelihood. I don’t want to steal, hungry and cold, like a little lonely ghost, walking in the alley, from this head to the end, has been walking into the twilight, when the smoke rises, the child does not know How to live.
Before, there were good people who said that they were safe and went to eat at my house. The child always laughs and says no, there are meters in the house. Then I ran away.
But on that day, the child was really gone. During the day, he went to the Yangjia shop and wanted to pay the bill with the old man. The old man would not want to see him.
Then in that evening, the child grievances, will anyone see him, will not smile, say peace, come in for dinner.
But on that day, no one opened the door, the door was closed, there was laughter and laughter inside.
The child finally went back to his yard hungry, lying on the thin, cold bed of the bedding, and silently told himself that he was not hungry and not hungry. He was not hungry when he fell asleep, and he thought that he would not be hungry.