Chapter 278: Wu no second, fist high outside the sky

After finishing the last frame, Cao Ci left with his master, and the mentor and the teacher should leave the Great Wall of China and return to the Middle Kingdom.
Before Cao Ci's departure, he said to Chen Pingan: "Chen Pingan, before you hung down the mountain, the small thatched cottage, can you take care of me?"
Chen Ping wiped his forehead sweat and smiled: "No problem."
This is the kindness of Cao Ci's uniqueness.
The white boy and the woman Valky are getting farther and farther on the road.
Lao Jianxian reminded Chen Ping: "I want to withdraw the small world."
Chen Ping nodded and signaled that he had no problem.
The old sword fairy immediately removed the prohibition of the heaven and earth, and the sword gas suddenly surged. Chen Ping’s current spirit was shocked and the injury was not light. He could only honestly compete with the sword stove.
After an hour, Chen Pingcai was able to move around, and Ning Yao came to the south facing wall, she asked: "Is it okay?"
Chen Ping shook his head and said: "This injury is nothing."
Ning Yao frowned, pointing to the heart, "I mean here."
Followed by the slender fingers of the girl's shallots, Chen Ping’s line of sight has not been transferred for a long time.
As a result, Ning Yao’s palm shot on Chen Ping’s head.
Chen Pingan scratched his head and quickly made up for it. "In my heart, it is even more okay."
The woman's head is a woman's waist, one can't shoot, one can't touch.
But in this case, Chen Ping dare to speak.
Ning Yao leaned against the city wall and asked with anxiety: "Is it all right?"
Within a day, Chen Ping lost three times and lost no more.
For the first time, Chen Pingan and Cao Ci cut and punched the boxing skills. If the two sides had a tacit understanding, they were all pure, but Chen Ping’s punches were the second time, as if they were just slower than Cao Ci.
It is not that Chen Ping’s boxing method is not influxed. On the contrary, the gods and drums of the old man Cui’s name, the steamed Daze style and other boxing tricks, the women’s gods who watched the battle have nodded several times.
On the other hand, Cao Ci seems too casual and relaxed, strolling in the air, not knowing the prophet, expecting the enemy to take the opportunity, Chen Ping’s fists, just like the place he wants to get.
Chen Ping did not hit Cao Ci, and there was no punch.
When both Jianxian and Ning Yao felt that they were enough, this time it was the turn of the woman Valkyrie to give a suggestion, and then fight one more, and let Chen Ping let go of his hands and feet, without being bound by the boxing method.
In the second game, Chen Ping used Feijian first and fifteen to help out, and even used several kinds of symbols.
However, compared to Cao Ci's body, it is still slower, not much more, still a line of difference.
This time, even Ning Yao felt helpless for Chen Ping.
Just like playing chess, it is also the nine-segment national hand. It is not surprising that the strong nine wins and the weak nine. But if this strong nine players win the second half, I am afraid that the difference in chess between the two is not the big one.
The last frame was Chen Ping’s own proposal, and Cao Ci nodded.
In the third game, Chen Pingan began to change.
It doesn't seem to be a trick with Cao Ci, but to compete with myself, and to forcefully change the number of established boxing moves. Imagine that the gods are gongs and drums, and the iron rides are all in the same way. Millions of times of "God's Hand", Chen Pingan's behavior, it seems to be a bit of chaos.
So Cao Ci gave a punch, and Chen Ping’s punch was no longer a fast line. Many times, Cao Ci broke Chen’s boxing in the middle of Chen Ping’s fist, or in the middle of the boxing. It’s even worse than the first two games.
However, the three people present, even Ning Yao outside the martial arts, finally saw the temporary change of Chen Pingan, the general direction is correct.
The most important gap is still on the four fronts.
After the third game, Cao Ci extended his thumb to Chen Pingan, only said four words, and made persistent efforts.
If it is not Cao Ci, or Chen Ping, I am afraid that everyone thinks that Cao Ci is provoking, is arrogant, or is condescending, overlooking the loser.
However, Cao Ci’s peace of mind and Chen’s peace of mind are stable and cannot change a fact.
The same is Wu Wufu, who is now a veritable Cao Ci.
Therefore, Ning Yao, who has a clear sword and a sharp face, has this question. She is worried that Chen Ping will lose the fourth game.
Invisible state of mind dispute.
Once the martial arts state of mind was crushed and broken by Cao Ci, I am afraid that Chen Ping’s peace is not a martial arts end, and it is difficult for this life to be in the seven realms.
Fortunately, Chen Pingan said nothing.
Ning Yao believes in him.
Chen Pingan is not afraid of death. She knew when she was in Zhuzhudong, and almost died in the move of the mountain, almost for her to change with the horse.
But not afraid of death, it does not mean that you are not afraid to lose.
When I was poor and white, my bare feet were not afraid to wear shoes, but when Ning Yao was hanging over the mountain 鹳 客栈 Inn, I saw a table of babies, only to know that Chen Ping was already quite rich, especially the martial arts.
Therefore, Ning Yao is worried that Chen Ping will be at the tip of the horn.
Fortunately not.
The two sat together on the head of the city facing south, side by side.
Ning Yao put a pair of new and old swords on his knees, and Chen Ping still bears the sword with only one beech sword.
She actually thinks that the name of the sword is quite cheesy, but when she thinks that Chen Pingan is still carrying a demon, she will not care about him.
Chen Pingan’s double fists are on his knees, leaning forward, thousands of miles away, is the resident of countless demon army, flocking ants, listening to Ning Yao said that every time the demon army attacked the Great Wall, this valley will be filled with dense The demon, but, on their heads, there will also be a flying sword.
Chen Pingan and Ning Yao are together, they are talking about whatever they want.
From the old sword fairy Chen Grandpa, to Cao Ci and the female Valkyrie, and the middle-end dynasty of the Middle-earth Shenzhou, where they are, to the Dragon Tiger Mountain, who has one of the four great swords, talked about the fairy sword, which naturally involves the being Known as the invincible Dao Er, because his sword is known as "a high foot in the world", then the second hanging of the second son of the road, and finally returned to the Jiancheng Great Wall, Chen Pingan's boxing method.
Go around and talk as you like.
Chen Pingan has never been in such a wide open space, and his mind is even more.
It is as if it is directly opposite the sky.
Chen Pingqing can't help but say: "The earliest practice of punching is to survive. When you don't have to worry about your life, you start thinking about why you practice boxing. For the first time, I feel that my punch must be faster and faster than anyone else. Later I am again. I feel that my punch is not necessarily the strongest, but it must be the most reasonable, so I read the book, ask the teacher to ask questions, learn from others, and let the people around me tell me when I am doing something wrong. ""
Chen Pingan took off the wine gourd and drank a drink. Some helplessly said: "I tell people reason, in the final analysis, it is to make the other party reason. It is true that I don't think I am right. It is a pity. When I walked down, many people didn’t even want to talk."
"Official service, surname, silver in the pocket, the repair of several circumstances, probably they are very worry-free, I think these are enough to make it clear."
Chen Pingan suddenly remembered the sword repair, the man with the high swordsmanship and the invincible man.
It seems that this brother of Mr. Qi, Jian Xiu, is also very unlovable.
But there is a world of difference between the two. One is taking the initiative as evil, the other is that people don't commit me. I don't commit crimes. If someone commits me, then he is unlucky.
So he chose to stay away from the world.
Moreover, he said a word, roughly meaning that all the people who cultivated the Tao are not considered to be human beings, they are heterogeneous.
In addition to the literal meaning, Chen Pingan did not understand the deep meaning, but felt that this was a very heavy discourse.
Chen Pingan turned his head and smiled at Ning Yao: "Of course, if my boxing method and the sword method in the future, it can be the fastest and faster! That is the best!
After Chen Ping’s handing the sword to Ning Yao, he stood up and began to play boxing slowly, in conjunction with the 18 stops that Aliang taught.
Aliang once said that his 18 stops are not the same.
Ning Yao frowned: "Chen Pingan, you have to practice so many punches every day, but also want so much mess?!"
"Think about it."
Chen Ping’s face is full of smiles, and the punches are stretched freely, but they are not lazy, but natural.
Ning Yao turned to look at Chen Ping, who was really like a fist, and asked: "Have you ever thought about it, you think so much, it will slow down your martial arts practice. That Cao Ci certainly won't think so much. ""
Chen Pingan kept practicing punching and smiled. "He is a genius, and he is definitely the most genius of the genius. I am not. I have to think more and more every step. I am a vulgar, you don't say me." It’s a muddy leg, so you must do
good
every step of the way, then it’s right, right, right. I’m not in a hurry. I used to be in the afternoon, it’s only an afternoon. It is very simple to make a good embryo without error."
Chen Pingan habitually added a sentence, "Right?"
Ning Yao asked: "Simple?"
Chen Pingan is somewhat puzzled. "Isn't it simple?"
Ning Yao drank the wine from the mouth of the sword, and answered the question, "Simple is good."
Chen Ping’s fist is no longer in accordance with the boxing frame of the Lushan boxing or the old man of Cui, but it is a temporary intention.
Once stopped, it is fast and slow.
Chen Pingxin is completely immersed in it.
My life is broken and my longevity bridge is broken.
I used to practice boxing just to suffocate, and then I finally came here and found you.
I feel that I am very amazing!
Chen Ping’s punches are getting faster and faster, so that between the sleeves, the breeze swells and the hunting sounds.
Sitting on the golden arch bridge in the sea of ​​clouds, the fairy sister said, I must not let the hope of Mr. Qi, because she chose me the first time, because she chose to believe Mr. Qi, is willing to go with him, bet One ten thousandth of hope.
With this one, I am this one, it is enough!
On the head of the city, Chen Ping’s sudden change in the boxing method was slow and slow, and there was no such thing as a sudden awkwardness.
Move the footsteps horizontally, and constantly punch out the wild world. From the slowest to the fastest, the whistling winds.
The old man named Cui once said that he would teach the world Wufu to see me a punch, and he felt that the sky is on!
Chen Pingan is answering a question in his heart. At the same time as punching, he laughs loudly: "Okay!"
Ning Yao slightly opened his mouth.
Is this still Chen Ping?
Ning Yao was a bit sentimental and had a sip of wine full of scent. He extended a palm and complained: "Chen Pingan, I can't beat you a hand now."
Chen Ping stopped the punch and squatted down and smiled. "You hit me, I won't fight back."
Ning Yao Bai Yan said: "Are you still a man? This is going to be spread out, whether it is in the Great Wall of Jianqi or in the vast world, it is to be laughed at by people."
Chen Pingan’s eyes are firm.
If you are being bullied any day, no matter what time I am in the martial arts, I will punch the punches the fastest!

Ning Yao pointed to the south of the city, "I am not afraid of the 13th peak?"
Chen Ping nodded.
Ning Yao pointed out that he was not afraid of the sages of the Temple of Literature in the world.
Chen Pingan nodded.
Ning Yao pointed to the top of his head. "Daozu Buddha is not afraid?"
After Chen Ping nodded, he whispered: "Ning Yao, don't die on the battlefield."
Ning Yao turned his head and stopped looking at Chen Pingan. He embraced the sword and looked at the battlefield under his feet. He nodded and looked firm. "I can't guarantee that I will not die, but I will definitely strive to live."
Ning Yao suddenly laughed, "Chen Pingan, then you quickly become the world's first big sword fairy!"
Chen Pingan scratched his head and said: "I can't guarantee it, but I work hard!"
Chen Pingan came to sit next to Ning Yao.
The shoulders lean against the shoulders.
Ning Yao was a little shy, and he slammed it a bit. He seemed to want to knock him away. Chen Ping went back next time.
Chen Ping’s shoulders shook like this.
The last two quietly looked southward.
One shoulder picks the hope of Mr. Qi and the fairy sister.
One shoulder is holding the expectation of a beloved girl.
Although it is not Yangliu Yiyi and the grass grows, it is not a spring day and a green mountain.
But Chen Pingan feels that this is very good, and can't be better.

The cup of Cao Ci and the two men slowly walked on the city. Cao Ci looked back at the direction of the hut. He looked seriously: "Although his third situation, the gap with me is still relatively large. But I think Chen Pingan He is hopeful to follow me."
The female martial smiled: "This is a very high evaluation."
Cao Ci asked: "Master, what do you think?"
She shook her head gently. "How do I feel, it doesn't make sense, it depends on how you and Chen Ping are going, how fast they are going, the thickness of each situation, and the height of the martial arts. Of course, who can live longer? , it is vital."
Cao Ci nodded and asked: "Master, if there is no big accident, how long can you live?"
With regard to this kind of life and death, she has a plain tone. "The usual ten-day Wufu, try to reduce the consumption of the yuan, and the life-and-death battles that are more difficult to remove, can live to about three hundred years old. I can probably be more than two hundred years. But more After two hundred years, you can do more."
Cao Ci sighed: "In the end, I still have a longer life."
The cup is not ok, and asked: "Is there any thoughts about Chen Pingan?"
Cao Ci shook his head. "No."
The cup said: "Before you are in the seven worlds, you can leave the big endian dynasty, but definitely not to go to other continents."
"got it."
Cao Ci still does not matter, his martial arts, the real opponent, only himself.
The tall female martial of the Middle-earth Shenzhou couldn't help but smile and reached out and grabbed Cao Ci's head.
Cao Ci said helplessly: "Master, don't always take me as a child."
Before the cup went down the city, looking back at the huts, she quickly regained her gaze and smiled.
The pure Wufu who is in the same era as Cao Ci is very sad to think about it.
Respecting and admiring him, the mountain is up and can only look up in his life.
I admire him, and I can’t wait. Hate is hostile to him and scratches his heart.
The cup is looking forward to the final peak of his disciple.
After all, Wu has no second!

Chen Pingan has been in the city for nearly a decade, and this day Ning Yao came and went, saying that the family came to an important guest and needed her to show up.
Chen Pingan continued to walk along the city. After walking out of the dozens, he found a little girl wearing a loose black robe standing in front, combing a playful shofar, seems to be fighting? Shaking, it seems that the next moment is about to fall to the city, seeing Chen’s trepidation and fear, I can’t help but hold the little girl who is ruined, just two trips, so that Chen Ping’s mature is quite a lot. In the country of color clothes, in the mountains, and in the Great Wall of the sword, the three are far apart.
Therefore, Chen Pingan only gave a cry, pretending to be inquiring, and asked the Ning Yao to teach him the sword of the Great Wall. He said, "Do you know who the old man in the hut is?"
The little girl did not pay attention to Chen Pingan, still swinging on the city.
Chen Pingan stopped at a distance that she thought was reasonable, and looked at her. The child’s face was still hung with a nose, and she was sleeping.
The heart is really big.
Chen Pingan feels that most of them are a genius sword repair.
For a moment, an unstable horned horn girl fell straight down the city.
Chen Pingan’s subconscious mind will plunder one step and seize the little girl’s ankle.
However, one hand held Chen’s shoulder and couldn’t move. He turned his head and found that he was standing on the left hand with a kind-hearted white-haired old man. He was slender and had a white jade scorpion. The old man smiled at Chen Ping’an: Little guy, listen to your accent, is it a foreigner? Good heart is a good thing, but in the Great Wall, you must remember a little, don’t bother people, don’t bother yourself.

The old man pointed to the direction of the little girl "falling the cliff". "This hidden official does not need you to save. She is the sword of the Great Wall, killing the most swords in the Five Kingdoms. Say the most hated people of the Yaozu, the hidden officials can stay in the top three. If you touch her clothes, I am afraid that I will die, unless the boss Jianxian is willing to fight with the hidden officials."
Chen Pingan thanked him for his fist.
The old man smiled and said: "If the old man is surnamed Qi, if you don't mind, you can call me a grandfather or a predecessor. Today, the south side is a bit strange. I just watched the city with my friends. It is estimated that the hidden officials are also interested. I hope that the other side will launch an offensive."
The old man remembered something and suddenly added: "I still don't call my grandfather, and the predecessors will do it. Otherwise, it feels like it is cheaper in the boss's swordsman. This can't be done."
The voice just fell, and there was a dull sound under the walls of the two men.
It is estimated that the sinister adult of the shofar fell to the ground and caused the vibration.
The old man smiled and reminded: "Although there are bosses and swordsmen who help to stare, the hidden officials are also there, but you still have to be careful, the soldiers are impermanent, and the demon may decide when to launch the next round of offensive. Well, You keep going."
When the old man did not see the old man, he appeared on the city head outside the dozens of feet. Just like this, the old man’s figure disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Chen Pingan jumped down the city and turned back to the hut.
The old man is surnamed Qi.
Killing the invisible adults of countless Wuguan demon.
Chen Pingan heard an indescribable sound on the southern land, not the kind of uncomfortable feeling of piercing the eardrum, but the kind of disgusting but disgusting. Chen Pingan quickly walked to the wall and looked up.
Then in the vast canyon outside the city, there appeared... In Chen Ping’s view, standing on the head of the city to see the thing, like a man looking down at a shack in the mud.
Chen Pingan can fully imagine that the real body shape of the embarrassment must be extremely terrifying.
Then Chen Pingan saw the city side, the former hidden official fell in the direction, blasted a huge white light, such as a bead rolled to the big demon.
After the canyon, the dust was flying and it was overwhelming.
After about a musk, the black robes of the shofar horns returned to the head of the city, not far from Chen Ping’s, she stood on the head of the city, making her mouth open and stretching her fingers. In the end, it seemed that she was not willing to pull it down. She just spit a water on the road. Some angry, she swayed and swayed on the head of the city. The city headed the road and gave her a step.
The old sword fairy who was in the city’s head and defended the city unconsciously came to Chen Ping’s side and smiled and explained:
For her, not killing each other, she lost herself, so she is more annoyed. At this time, no one cares about her. , otherwise it will be very troublesome. before it Aliang happy with her nagging nagging, like adding fuel to fire, and worse, can stand her anyway beat. now Liang Jian Qi leave the Great Wall, estimated she was a little bored of it. in fact, the other other end The unlucky big demon is only symbolic to reveal one side."
The old Jianxian went to the hut with Chen Pingan and suddenly said: "For some reason, you are an exception, so I am more embarrassed with you."
Chen Ping nodded and said nothing.
When the night fell, Chen Pingan left the small hut built by Cao Ci and sat on the north side of the city to drink, watching the bright lights of the huge city.
Looking towards the direction of Ning Yaojia.
As a result, the left shoulder gave a shot and looked to the left. Ning Yao was already sitting on his right hand side.
She took to the city this time and brought some food to eat. She placed it on the huts, and a jar of wine was brought over. Chen Pingan handed over the sword and Ning Yao helped to pour the wine into the sword.
After the jar was empty, it was thrown away by the Ning Yao to the city, and there was no sound when it fell to the ground. After all, the small jar was not the former hidden official.
Ning Yao drank a drink and started to be in a daze.
Chen Ping will stay with her in a daze.
Ning Yao whispered: "It doesn't make sense. In fact, it doesn't matter if you live a good person."
Ning Yao extended his arm and pointed to the city. "There are some people who are too qualified, so as long as he kills innocent people in the rules, no one can take him. On the battlefield south of the city, this kind of person still It is a big hero who sounds like a pawn, and the sword is rushing. He is able to open the army of the Yaozu in an invincible position. It is the person who hates him. He has to admit that he is not the same as him.
Ning Yao shakes the hip flask. "I walked through a lot of places in the world. I have seen people of all colors. Some people just voted for a good baby. They will be rich and wealthy in their lives, and they will have nothing to worry about. Everyday they just complain about life, boring, whining themselves. too bitter."
She returned the sword to Chen Pingan and asked: "The is down, it is quite boring, isn't it?"
Chen Ping thought for a moment. "It's okay. How others live, each has its own reason. It doesn't necessarily suit our minds. It's not necessarily wrong. As long as you don't like to reason, you will definitely not live well. I think it can be all right. ""
Ning Yao didn't have a good air: "Unfortunately, I really can't live very well."
"what?"
Chen Pingan began to think about this issue with care.
Ning Yao turned his head and looked at Chen Ping, who was thinking about it. He couldn’t help but smile: "I am swearing, are you really stuck in it?"
Chen Pingan drank his drink. "Is it troublesome?"
Ning Yao nodded. "Someone wants to buy my family's dragon station. I don't want to sell it. People will have a good price, talk about the righteousness, tell the world, and say anything. I am a bit annoyed."
Chen Pingan did not say any words of comfort, but gently held a hand of Ning Yao.
Ning Yao did not come to laugh, "but as long as you think of your bitter days as a child, hungry, crying in the mud bottle alley, a tear and a tear, I feel that these are nothing."
Chen Pingan smiled and looked into the distance, the breeze smashed the face, no longer like the earliest bones, just like the forest breeze in his hometown, softly said: "This way."
Nothing in the night, Ning Yao finally leaned on Chen Ping’s shoulder and slept to Tianming.
Chen Ping's silk does not move, quietly vigil.
He has seen a very touching verse.
It is a clay sculpture on the fairy sac in my hometown. I don’t know who carved it.
Chen Ping hopes that anyone can, as long as it is not a horse bitter Xuan of Xinghua Lane.
"Since childhood, I have been alone, taking care of the stars of the past."