Chapter 237: After the heat, the spring breeze is still

Looks like a girl's devil's face is indefinite, "Song Yu burned, you ironed your heart today with this fairy wrist?"
The old man in black clothes took out an old yellow calendar from his arms, opened a page, and pressed his fingers against one place. He silently said: "It is advisable to fast, it is better to seek wealth."
The old man put away the old yellow calendar, took the bronze ancient sword, and took it into the sheath. He said to the girl: "Let you break the money and eliminate the disaster."
The girl is very clear about the rules and regulations of the old freak. She said that she has pulled out a piece of topaz from the sleeves, and the front is engraved with "the plum blossoms", and the opposite is the "thundering zenith". This kind of jade money, like the snow money, is the currency used by the gods on the mountain to make a sale. The jade money of the girl's palm is nicknamed "small summer money". Compared with the snow money, the value is like that between the market and the market. The copper coins are quite different from the silver ones.
She gently throws this little summer money to the old man in black, but instead of swearing, she smiles like a flower: "I don't know if I don't know each other. I hope that after I go to Jianshui Villa, I will visit the old village. a long distance away."
The old man in black is expressionless, puts up the small summer money, and allows the girl to turn into a black and green smoke, slowly drifting away from the temple.
The kendo master named Song Yuzhuo, flicking and flicking, had a breeze like an arrow, hitting a few acupoints in the heart of the big man and the young Taoist. The two were under the shadow of the devil's head. Acupuncture points are fixed, the mouth can not speak, the body can not move, with the passage of time, can also break through the prohibition, but if the old man does not appear, in a short time can still rely on Chen Pingan alone against the enemy.
This is the first time that Zhang Shanfeng tasted the acupoints of the masters of rivers and lakes. After recovering from freedom, he immediately took a breather and was still somewhat unwell.
Xu Yuanxia is the pure Wufu of the martial arts. When the ship is overturned in the gully, it is inevitable that it will be red and red. It is a fist to the old man: "Thank you for the help of Song Jiansheng!"
The old man in black is a temper, ignorant, go straight to the fire, sit cross-legged, cross sword in the knee, began to close his eyes and raise his spirits.
Xu Yuanxia lowered his voice and introduced a lot of things to Zhang Shanfeng and Chen Pingan.
In the central part of Baopingzhou, especially in the dozen countries near the color-clothing country, there are four kendo masters, one of whom is famous. One of the swordsmen in the country of color clothing has already withdrawn from the rivers and lakes and has lived in the mountains for more than 30 years. Swords and spirits, Sabre candle yang. However, there was a staggering loss in the near future. The old sword actually died in the revenge of the enemy, and there was a wave of turbulent waves on the surrounding rivers and lakes.
Then there is the old man in black, who is the old master of the Shushui National Swords Water Village. His temperament is stranger than that of the national sword of the color coat. He has the reputation of Jian Sheng, the sword and the sword, and created the sword water. The mountain village is the largest river and lake martial art in the country. The current owner is the long-grandson of Song Yu-soo, and the swordsmanship is also amazing.
In the ancient Shu Kingdom, a famous sword statue emerged, killing is extremely great, and Wude is extremely poor. It is a rivers and lakes that have no fixed place. There is no sect, and it is a singular rumor. The emperor has a good relationship, and the sword is green.
Songxi State also has one of the youngest rising stars, self-styled Qingzhu Jianxian.
These four kendo masters, star-studded, shining over the rivers and lakes of dozens of countries in the country of color clothing, is the fairy house on the mountain, and they dare not take a nap.
The old man in black opened his eyes and sneered: "Ghosts, show me!"
The old man who was honored as the title of "Juggernaut", the sword was squirted out, and he went to the temple Shentai in a direction. A large dazzling and clear sword, suddenly, the completely ruined Shentai Suddenly broken, there was a thin and thin girl who looked like a pretty girl, regardless of her carelessness, holding her little head in her hands, as if she couldn’t see her.
When another eccentric girl appeared, Zhang Shanfeng’s string of listening demon bells trembled slightly.
The world's elf monsters, as well as the ghosts and ghosts, the method of cultivation, almost all of the Tao is not correct, as long as the road is not deep, the realm is not high, often there is nowhere under the demon bell, which is to listen to the demon bell can become second only to white Zetu’s martial arts must be highly respected. Before Xu Yuanxia was in the fourth position of the martial arts, there was a string of similar bells to prevent the police.
Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng pay more attention to the girl.
Chen Pingan, who wants to formally practice the sword but has never been allowed to enter the door, is shocked by the old man’s sword. It seems to be an understatement, but it’s just a wave of swords, but the sword is like a rainbow. Like a waterfall that flows down a stream, it is invincible.
After Liu Chicheng’s shot at the girl’s devil’s head, she became extremely silent. She always squatted beside the campfire, and she slammed her arms and bowed her head.
"A good Buddhist temple is clean, and you are so defiled!"
The black man's face was chilly, his wrists were shaking, and he saw the bronze sword tip trembled. In a moment, he spurted a glare from the tip of the sword, like a sacred demon in the mountain, twisting the twisted song, and quickly scatter in the air. Open, like a heavenly and fascinating law, facing the timid girl who was determined to be a monster.
Chen Pingan quietly took this picture into the eye and opened his eyes.
The nuanced swordsmanship can be so skillful and varied.
The old man is holding a sword with one hand, and all the hands are coming!
Especially the quietness, the most cherished.
The girl was swayed by the sword and then smashed and smashed on the body, squeaking, which made her painful and full of rolling. This painful burning has already hurt the spirit of this mountain and the demon. At the beginning, I thought that Chen Ping’s peace in the Luoshan Bamboo House was still painful, but why not talk about a small demon who has been practicing for a long time and has no contention for hundreds of years?
After the catastrophe of the girl, she soon became unsettled, and most of her face showed the face of the fox. The back of her hand and the neck gave birth to a clump of white fluff, which was a faint fox-flavor.
The weak snow-white fox fairy on the road struggled and mourned on the ground. "I have not harmed anyone. I have never hurt anyone. I only teased and scared some scholars who borrowed the ancient temples. Don't kill me, don't kill me..."
The old man in black seems to have some knots, holding a long sword, a brilliant sword, a rainbow of light, and a sigh of color: "The demon is the demon, the devil is the devil, how is it today? If you go high, it will naturally kill you." With this as fun!"
The younger part of the body became the girl of the white fox, and she sighed. "I also saved the two scholars from the scorpion. For this reason, I will give them some more long-cherished things and give them to them. I have let go of the scholars, I will not hurt, I will not be in my life..."
The old man in black sneered and said: "The little fox fairy, the death is not enough! The old man dares to say that under the sword, kill one hundred monsters, at most one!"
The young fox fairy has been unable to defend what, body convulsions, broken clothes, body, a pair of black eyes that are unusually bright and shiny, have been bleak, but at the time of dying, the girl just did not resent the fierce shot of the old man. Just obsessed with looking at the gates of the ancient temple, like waiting for a poor and sour scholar to visit, then she can scare them again, once they succeed, they can make her happy for months.
Liu Chicheng slowly raised his head, deep in his eyes, the golden light flowed, the mouth was a little cold and smiling, and some of them read the world's helpless sigh, only feel that life is more than a thousand years, it is still so boring.
Just when Liu Chicheng was preparing to stand up.
Chen Pingan stood up and gently turned the back of the sword, and suddenly asked: "Song old predecessors, if this fox, just happens to be the demon charm, what should be?"
The old man pulled his mouth and smiled. "That's just right. You can be sure that the previous ninety-nine, and then ninety-nine, are nailed to the evil spirits of the people, so the old man will only be more profitable."
Chen Ping pointed to the girl who had completely changed into a fox. "What about her?"
The old man patted the chest and said straight away: "If you turn over the old yellow calendar, you should bury it, the old man will bury it. If it is not suitable, then the body will be exposed to the sun, and you will fight for a good life in the next life. Charm, of course, don't be met by the old man again."
Chen Pingan was somewhat guilty. He said: "The old generation encounters the demon to kill the demon, and the devil is demon, of course, it is done right, but it can be done more."
The old man stared at the young boy carefully, and suddenly laughed out. "Gua Wazi, you don't seem to be a scorpion? But just by staying at the ancient temple, is it a Buddha Buddha who rescues you?"
Chen Pingan hesitated and asked: "How can you let this fox charm pass?"
The old man in black clothes Song Yu burned up and stood up. Shen Sheng said: "You are also a sword in the rivers and lakes, the old man will use the sword that should have killed the fox fairy, to deal with you, if you pick up If you can live, the ancient temple will be a matter of time. This fox will do good or bad in the future. Responsible for good and evil, you will bear the cause and effect in the future. If you can’t take it and die under the old man’s sword, you will complain that you are not strong enough. , what?"
Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng also stood up, as if they were enemies.
Song Yu burned and laughed: "It doesn't matter, you two have to shoot, the old man can't make two more swords, it's the same rules."
The old man laughed loudly and was full of gas. He shook the roots of the ancient temple and shook it, and sprinkled countless dust.
"can!"
Chen Ping nodded and then shook his head to Xu Yuanxia and Zhang Shanfeng, indicating that they did not need to intervene.
"Be careful."
The old man is not a character with a muddy water. After the sound is reminded, it is a sword.
Just a foot away, Jianmang’s anger turned to Chen’s front.
Chen Ping’s sleeve has already slipped a square inch, the ordinary yellow paper material, the slammed, and the Jian’s figure disappeared in the same place.
The old man in black smirked.
It turned out that the sword was smashed in the air and continued on, just the direction of the white fox curling up the ground.
From the square inch of the "Dan Zhizhen" that Li Xisheng gave, it is mysterious and magical, but it is a one-time consumable item. After Chen Ping’s sacrifice of this symbol, it has already appeared in the open space outside the two feet, but when he found that the sword gas continued to sneak After the fox charm, it was too late to pull out a square inch symbol, only toe a little, and leaped forward quickly, while reaching out to the shoulder, holding the handle of the scorpion sword "demon", facing the sword and smashing And go.
Although it is a sword, in fact, in the final analysis, Chen Pingan is still based on boxing.
Going to the old man of Cui’s family to teach the iron horse to make a fierce road, but to replace the boxing with a wooden sword, Chen Pingan is just the soul of the martial arts, not the kind of martial arts that can integrate the boxing and swords. The master, naturally falling in the eyes of real experts, this rushed shot is quite awkward.
The chopping swords of the smashing fists were cut on the sword of the old man, forcibly blocking the killing of the young fox.
For a time, Jianguang burst and the sword was splashing.
Chen Pingan holds the elm sword, and after the two feet are settled, he turns to the wrong step and blocks in front of the demon fox. The swords that are splitting up are a wave of random waving and a sword. It is a good pass for someone. Wang Ba Quan.
After the Taoist Zhang Shanfeng was relieved, he could not bear to look straight.
The big man stretched his hand and grabbed his forehead, but he said: "I thought this guy's boxing method is quite good. The sword that has been backed for so long is definitely a hidden young swordsman..."
The sword in front of him was broken, and Chen Ping finished the work. He quickly measured the sword of the hand in his hand. Although it was a light wooden sword, it was extremely tough, and it was the sword of the swordsman of the country. There is no gap, and Chen Ping’s heart is set.
The old man in black smiled and laughed at himself: "I didn't think there was anyone in the world who used a to stop the old man's sword. OK, the old man said it must be done, and the baby was caught and caught. It’s no longer difficult to get on the fox charm. You are a demon, you are self-sufficient, you need to know that you should be reluctant, I hope that you will cherish this fate of not knowing good and evil for the time being."
The old man took the sword into the sheath. He stood up cross-legged and stood up. He turned and left. After walking out of the temple gate, he looked up at the dark night and muttered: "The inexhaustible demon ghosts, the inexhaustible charms, what? Is it a time?"
The oldest founder of Jianshui Mountain Villa in the past, suddenly turned his head and smiled: "You four, if you are interested, you can go to the old man's Zhuangzi. Recently, Jianzhuang is electing the martial arts lord of the country." It is a rivers and lakes event. If you arrive in Jianzhuang, most of the old people may not be present. You can directly find the oldest Chu Guan thing. It is said that I am a new friend I met on the rivers and lakes. There are still a few glasses of thin wine."
The old man finally looked at Chen Pingan. "Tonight, you have the patience of doing a good thing and doing it better." Before the leap year, the old man from the young to the middle age, in fact, has always been like you, only a lot. But...but, the old guy’s dejected words don’t say to the young man. In short, I hope you can stick to it.

The late old man patted the long sword at the waist and went silently in the night.
Chen Pingan stunned, and after returning to God, he turned his head and opened his eyes. The young fox did not know when he had disappeared.
The big man screamed his finger at his face and joked: "Chen Pingan, Chen Ping, heroes save the United States, can you let the beauty get along with you afterwards? You have to watch this!"
Chen Ping’s raft, which was built by Wei Yu’s sword, was trotting all the way to the fire, reaching out to the bonfire, and intentionally or unintentionally squinting at the opposite yawning Liu Chicheng, who smiled and said:
Hey, At this moment, I finally envy my handsome and handsome? Oh, in fact, I also envy you Chen Ping’an. If I have half of your martial arts, I have already become a dream lover in the rivers and lakes!"
Chen Pingan rolled his eyes, took off the jug, and poured a large mouthful of wine on his head.
After drinking the wine, Chen Ping held the wine gourd, and his mood was stirring. It was not so light and light on the surface.
The reason why I did not ask the two young ancestors to fly out of the sword, to stop the Jianqi of Jianzhuang Song Yu, but to be in danger, is not Chen Pingyi.
Chen Ping sighed and stood up. Going to the open space, don't make a gourd, close your eyes, and carefully relive the three swords of the old swordsman of the Shushui State. Once in the middle of the platform, let the foxes be forced to show up. One wrist trembled, the sword became a net, and the last time was of course the one that went straight to Chen Ping’s sword.
Chen Pingan still has no blinks, but slowly pulls out the sapwood sword and learns that the old man's cross sword is on the chest, such as the sword in the sheath, will come out.
I don't know why, Chen Pingan wants to think about it. He always feels that even if he is relying on the gourd painting, even if it is thousands of times, he will not learn it. Don't say it, it may be difficult.
This is not the same as when he watched Ning girl take six-step boxing.
It turns out that the sword is not the same as practicing boxing.
Chen Ping sighed and sighed again, and had to pick up the sapling sword that followed him twice.
Someone laughed, "Chen Pingan, your wooden sword is too light, so the taste is not going to be right. If the weight is light, it is the realm of the kendo high. You are a beginner, and you are not a talented wizard." Of course, I feel that something is wrong. If you don’t talk about the summit, just talk about getting started. Then, if you practice boxing, there is a well-known master who will lead the way, but Xi Jian still needs a master to lead the way. You should actually follow That Song Yuburn sincerely asked Jiandao, this person is not high in the realm of martial arts, but has already stepped out of his own kendo, which is not easy."
Chen Pingan turned and looked.
This insight is not a big man who is talking about it. He is not even able to control Zhang Shanfeng, who is flying the mahogany sword. On the contrary, Liu Chicheng, the scholar who is the least involved in the rivers and lakes, said that when he said this, Liu Chicheng stood and added many Next to the flaming fire of the branches, the fire maps, and the slender figure of the whole person sways slowly with the fire.
Zhang Shanfeng is consulting Xu Yuanxia on the doorway of the rivers and lakes. He asked questions and was very focused. He did not care much about Liu Chicheng’s words.
Or, the two did not hear Liu Chicheng’s words at all.
Because from the beginning to the end, Liu Chicheng did not speak, Chen Ping really heard the voice of Liu Chicheng.
Chen Pingan asked a strange question, "Is you? In Rouge County, I heard Liu Tai Shou privately say that you are actually a of Jin Dan, because there is a magical power outside the city."
Liu Chicheng waved his hand and slowly bypassed the fire. He came to Chen Ping’s side and smiled and said: "Oh, let’s not bother, you already know that I am a big demon, and I know the sword behind you. There is a great source, otherwise it will not be suppressed. After sensing my breath, it will spontaneously tremble. Although you will forcefully press it, I will not look at my ears. Now that you and I know, Chen Pingan, can you tell me, where is this sword made of sacredness? You have to send it to the hanging mountain and to whom?"
Chen Ping’s look was dignified and asked:
You want to grab the sword?

"Liu Chicheng" smiled and looked like he heard a big joke. After his hands were negative, he shook his head and smiled: "The sword is a good sword, but I am really not interested. I know that you don't believe this, it doesn't matter, I am better than You force too much, you just need to see what I am doing. Right, have you heard a word? The world is not strong, the clouds are easy to loosen.
Chen Ping nodded and said: "I have seen it in the poem."
Liu Chicheng waved his sleeves, smoked water, and the clouds covered the fog. He fell on the side of the campfire. There was no such thing as this. "Liu Chicheng" is talking with Chen Ping, in fact, this white water Guo Hanshi, a pink robe, Yushu Linfeng, this time, the most extreme.
Liu Chicheng continued: "The 彩云易散" means that the clouds in the Baidi City are scattered between the clouds and the clouds, and the scenery is magnificent."
"'Glass crispy' means that there was a big demon who was born in the White Emperor City, just like this night's conflict, just like a seemingly insignificant little demon charm, and a dispute with the master, he For the general trend of the world, I am a little sensible, the brothers and sisters broke down. Now, looking back, it’s funny, just like the two children’s temper. Anyway, I smashed the whole building of the Baiyun City In the glazed attic, only a few glass wine cellars were left. From then on, they left the city of Baidi, and traveled to the Quartet. They were not sheltered by the teachers. Finally, they were chased and killed by the leaders of the right way, and they finally broke into the prison. It has been suppressed for a thousand years. My master, from the beginning to the end, just stood by."
Chen Pingan frowned and asked: "What do you want to say to me?"
Liu Chicheng smiled slightly, his hands trembled, and licked the two large sleeves of the pink robes. His hands were stacked on the abdomen, and the momentum was strong. "Because I have recently had the idea of ​​collecting apprentices, I feel that you are very good, I can Teach you the best swordsmanship in the world. Although I am a native of the world, I am a native of the world. But my brother is a demon leader, but it is similar to a fairy. It is a high-ranking person of the right path. My brother pays homage, so I teach you the swordsmanship, which is also an authentic swordsmanship that can help you to climb the top of the road. When the opportunity comes, it is hoped that you will reach the top five. You must know that the word 'authentic' can be used indiscriminately. The word of Song Yu burned, although he explored the true meaning of his own kendo, but such a pure Wufu with limited qualifications, his martial arts height, dying is to help you rank like a position in the middle five swords Chen Ping, what do you mean? Can you be a disciple and follow me on the road?"
Chen Pingan asked: "When is the devil?"
Liu Chicheng smiled and said: "In my opinion, the road is rugged and difficult. Only the persevering people can go to the end, and even hope to go farther and farther than those talented princes. You are safe. I am the same person with me. Now I have already charged you a master. You can rest assured that you are my last disciple. For a hundred years, we are three of us. We will definitely become famous and return to Baidi City. , occupy a place there."
Liu Chicheng stared at Chen Ping's eyes and smiled. "I and the master were originally at the teacher's door. It was very interesting. The master is a man. I practiced the magic method. I am a demon. I practiced the human race. Our master made it. The purpose of the downcomer is that there are four words of teaching and no class. This is very incomparable to the one who is the second disciple of the ancestors. In addition to the Baidi City, there are several avenues in the world, and the forces are so amazing. Intertwined with the roots, it is the right way of the sect of the word, the same as to avoid its edge, so that as long as your fist is hard enough, the realm is high enough, what is the right way, is nonsense, it does not matter."
Chen Pingan grinned. "I don't recognize you as a Master. I have to ask."
The forehead has already oozing sweat, but at this moment, the young boy, the look is self-confident, and there is no fear.
"Oh?"
Liu Chicheng shines brightly. "I know that your kid, there must be a good teacher, it doesn't matter, let's listen, and finally judge the situation, the good birds choose the wood and live, not shame. I don't force you, let alone Look at you, as long as your teacher is higher than me, I will never force this teacher and apprentice."
Wen Sheng Lao Xiu Cai, no accident has long left Bao Pingzhou, Chen Ping where to find?
Mr. Qi has passed away, as if there is no way.
However, Chen Ping is not willing to follow this person to practice what Tongtian Avenue.
Chen Pingan took a deep breath and gambled once.
Success or failure, here is one move.
It’s not good, it’s a big deal, or it’s not working, as Aliang said, it’s big, big and alive, and recognizes
Liu Chicheng
as a master. In any case, you must first send the sword to the hanging mountain, personally. Give it to Ning girl and say anything else!
No one knows that Chen Ping’s Li Bao bottle for the first time, they traveled far and wide, and then followed the young Cui Wei back to Huang Tingguo, why Chen Ping’s second time in the mountains and the banks of the water, they will certainly practice the sword. The furnace, and even if the practice is completed, will stand for a long time.
Even this time alone, the rivers and lakes alone, like the last time in the Rouge County, Liu Gaoxin traveled, Chen Pingan will sit alone on the ridge of the roof, drinking wine in the last spring breeze, muttering to himself.
And those who don’t think about it will have a spring breeze.
Chen Pingan knows that the person must have passed away, but that person has said it.
If you are indefinite, you can ask the spring breeze.
Then, Liu Chicheng couldn't help but laugh and laugh because he felt fun.
It turned out that he saw the boy in front of him, and he learned how to learn. He learned to shake his wrist and lifted his sleeves.
But Liu Chicheng soon couldn’t laugh.
Between the hands raised by the juvenile, there is a spring breeze that haunts the double sleeves, such as a tail-blue cyan dragon swimming in the clouds.
Chen Pingan whispered softly: "Mr. Qi?"
Liu Chicheng’s heart-threatening earthquake, this moment, is like the battle of the millennium, against the Zhang Tianshi who holds the sword and one hand to the law!
A warm and mellow voice rang out next to Chen Ping’s body. "Yes."