Chapter 458: Entering the mountain to see the old man

There is no night ban in the town. In the night, Chen Ping left the mud bottle lane and took a short detour. He took the horse to the Yangjia shop.
After knocking on the door, it was the door opened by a teenager who was awake and awake. It should be the new disciple of Yang Laotou who was mentioned in Wei Xin’s letter.
Chen apologized apologetically: "Have your master slept?"
The teenager yawned and asked: "What do you say?"
Chen Pingan is speechless.
I am accustomed to the sorrows and scams on the side of the Shuji Lake. For a while, there are still some unsuitable.
The teenager frowned and asked: "Looking for my master to do it? Is it sick?"
Chen Pingan laughed dumbly, silent for a moment, nodded: "It is indeed a medical problem."
The teenager frowned, and there was some tangling.
Under the moonlight, the young man in the line of sight, his cheeks are slightly sunken, his shape is stunned, and he looks like a short-lived ghost. The accent is the person in his hometown, but he has never seen it.
It’s just that my master doesn’t like to show up. It’s estimated that I’m not going to do this initiative to send the door to the door. Not to mention the big movements before, now Yang Jiapu's reputation and business are not very good, and the neighbors of the big pile of neighbors have hatred, and now they like to go to a pharmacy over the mooncake alley to see the doctor, he and the sister every day They are all too flustered. Master, his old man is also a geek with a hatred of money. He never cares about the door of Yangjiapu. He is guilty of his family. Last year he thought about letting him change the door. It’s a good job at the kiln. However, he was all clear about the door, but he was not very happy. He felt that he had to deal with the official gang. Every day he saw the person and bowed his head, boring.
Since Yang Laotou didn’t show up, Chen Pingan thought about coming back to the store next time. Just about to leave, there was a slim young woman inside, the skin was black and slim, but it should be a beautiful embryo, Chen Ping An also knows that this woman is one of the disciples of Yang Laotou. She is the younger sister of Taoye Lane. She is a kiln worker riding a dragon lane. The kiln has a lot of attention. For example, the kiln fire can not be close to those who are in shape. Longlong kiln of Wolong, Chen Pingan is not very clear about how she used to be a kiln worker, but it is estimated that she is doing some swearing. After all, the rules of the ancestors are there, almost everyone sticks to it, and the monks are restrained compared to the mountains outside. The ancestral hall commandment seems to be more useful.
The voice of the woman turned out to be like a whetstone, extremely hoarse and rough, and slowly said: "Master said, can't help, from now on, the old can be, the sale can not be."
Chen Ping nodded and smiled. "Tell me with your master. I will come back and visit."
The woman hesitated and glanced at the long sword behind Chen Ping. "Guest is a pure Wufu?"
Chen Ping asked: "Are you too?"
The woman is silent.
Chen Pingan asked: "Where is Zheng Dafeng living now?"
The woman continued to speak: "He likes to go to the county town and sway, not often to shop."
Chen Pingan glanced at her, and the sleepy-eyed Taoye Lane teenager, laughing and taking the horse away.
The two natives are probably still unclear. Who is their master? How many Sanjiao saints have been received by Yangjiapu, and what does it mean to recognize the identity of men and women with Yang Laotou.
I don't know if anyone saw this in the past.
When the teenager closed the door of the shop, he complained to the teacher who stood still in the same place: "I don't like this sick guy, look at people's eyes, cool."
When I was young, I was too poor and hungry. When I was a girl, I had too much hard work. As a result, the woman was just like a girl in the usual market. She was not good at words, she didn’t say anything, she didn’t talk, she just looked at it. Take the horse back sword away.
She is a younger sister, and she is in a stable mood. So she was exposed to some Masters earlier. In less than three years, she is now a pure Wufu in the fourth world, but in order to break through the most difficult three-factor bottleneck, She would rather live and die, and would not swallow the ointment in the porcelain bottle. This is the pass. Master is not at ease, just sitting there and swallowing clouds, even the cold eyes are not counted because The old man did not look at her at all, only looking at his own journey.
After she was struggling to sit up and get up, her hands covered her face and wept sobbed. If you are in trouble, you will have a blessing, and the old saying will not be deceiving.
The old man squinted at the rest of his life after the robbery, holding a cigarette rod on the steps, and finally said a sentence, "Your heart, resilience, probably only half of a person, is very happy? That person, not much older than you At that time, he was also an apprentice of Long Kiln. He was worse than you. He had no support at all, and he relied on himself. Every three years broke the three realms. Is it great? On this point, I want to rob the Baoliangzhou. How much mountain is there? But I have a suggestion. Next time he breaks up the gift of the martial arts again, you will hold the bowl and kneel on the ground to catch the things he wants. Even he is better than I dare to ask Zheng Dafeng who is Cao Ci? I am not very old, my face is not thin, I have received a good disciple. Do you want me to go to the grave of your sissy uncle, respect a wine, thank you?"
Master either does not speak, and every time he speaks, words can make people feel painful.
She is so, the younger brother Shi Lingshan is not much better. The only difference is that the younger brother dared to complain in private, she did not dare.
Chen Pingan took the horse to the edge of the town. Li's house was on the other side. He stopped for a moment, walked out of the alley, turned over the horse, and went to the nearest hill bag. He used only one gold coin to buy it. The true Pearl Mountain, driving the hill top, overlooking the town, late at night, it is also a little bright, Fulu Street, Taoye Lane, County, kiln supervision department. If you turn your head and look northwest, on the other side of the new county town in the north of the mountains, thousands of lights are gathering together, so that the night sky is slightly dizzy and bright, so you can see the excitement over there, you must be in it, it must be in full swing. The bustling scene.
Zhenzhu Mountain is the smallest mountain in the western mountains. It is too small to be small. The reason why Chen Heping bought it was very simple and cheap. Besides, there is no more complicated thinking.
At that time, I thought about building a hut in Zhenzhushan. As a result, it is more convenient to go to the town. Anyway, it will take a few steps. From Zhenzhushan and Mudui Lane, even if you walk on foot, it doesn't cost much.
Chen Pingan sat on the horse's back, and his eyes continued to be recycled from the outline of the town in the night. He saw a route from the town to the mountain. When he was young, he once carried a big basket and went to the mountains to collect medicine. In the heat of summer, the shoulders gave the rope a hot and spicy pain. At that time, it felt like carrying a mud house ancestral home. It was the first time Chen Ping’s life wanted to give up, and persuaded himself with a very reasonable reason: you are young and strong. Too small, the matter of collecting medicine, tomorrow, I can't make it clear that I got up early, I entered the mountain in the early morning, don't hurry under the big sun, and I didn't see any young man working on the road...
Chen Pingan gently exhaled a breath, turned the horse's head, and went down the mountain.
Nowadays, when the mountain enters the mountain, the avenue is flat and wide, and it is difficult to connect with the mountain.
The mountains stretch, even if the road is through, the Luoshan Mountain is located in the south of the mountains. From the most east of the Zhenzhu Mountain, it still takes a lot of time, and Chen Pingan goes slowly. It seems that I want to see more ways. Every mountain scenery, often stop, or it is to lead the horse, so waiting for Chen to safely rush to the land of the mountains, it is a day and two nights, this is still under the premise that the yellow feet are far superior to ordinary horses.
When Chen Ping’s horseback riding, occasionally he would lightly clamp the horse’s belly. The yellow will increase the horseshoes with a heart and soul, and step on a trace of horseshoes on the road. Then Chen turned his head and looked around.
In these years, this is often the case. Finding something boring is not only fun, but also sneaking.
Most of the time, Mr. Accountant, who is silent, falls in the eyes of Zeng Yi Ma Yiyi and Gu Yu, and often has these weird little things.
I will squat on the ground to draw a chessboard with stones, or turn over and over to study the few Go rules, or myself and my next game of Gomoku.
One person rides, and the mountain gradually becomes far-reaching.
It should be the first Wei Wei, who had a good understanding of Chen’s whereabouts, and never showed up.
It is necessary to know that today is not only the Longquan County, the river basin under the jurisdiction of Longxu River and Tiefujiang, but also the embroidered river, the wedding dresses and the ghosts and sorrows of the Xiushui River, all of which belong to the Beiyue area, and Wei Wei is high in the Phiyun Mountain. , overlooking the sentient beings, especially those who practice the gas, the hole is fire.
However, Wei Wei did not appear early, it was unexpected, but it was reasonable.
In the early years, the relationship between the two was not deep. It was first relied on an Aliang system. Later, it gradually became a friend. There is a meaning of "the gentleman's turn". Wei Wei can only rely on personal preference and take Chen Ping's everywhere. "The Beiyue ruling, helping to affix a amulet of the Beiyueshan Temple on Chen Pingan, but nowadays the two are closely involved and tend to be allies. It is necessary to talk about suspicion, even if it is superficial, it also has to Do, otherwise, it is estimated that the Daxie court will not be happy in your heart. You Wei Wei is the first Wuyue that our court respects, so it is so close to people to do business, and then cut to the death of the Song Dynasty. price? Even if Wei Wei is willing to do this, he will not care about the face of Da Song’s face, and he will take advantage of the identity of Beiyue Zhengshen, who has already fallen into the bag, to be arrogant and arrogant, and to take real benefits for others. Chen Pingan does not dare to agree. The sale of wealthy overnight, the long-lasting friendship, obviously the latter is more secure.
What's more, Wei Wei has always thought deeply and moved forward and is trustworthy.
Otherwise, Chen Ping will not send so many letters to Pangyun Mountain in these years.
At a dawn, I finally came to the foot of the Luoshan Mountain.
Shanmen built a memorial building, but there is no hanging plaque. In fact, it is reasonable to say that there is a mountain temple at the top of the mountain. It is supposed to hang a mountain god, but the mountain who was born in the former kiln governor is not good fortune. In Chen’s roots as the foundation of his family’s business, he did not say that he was under the banner of Weishan. He also had a very bad relationship with Wei Wei. In addition, there is an inscrutable martial master who lives in the bamboo building. The black giant clams often wandered around the Lengbu Mountain. At that time, Li Xisheng was on the wall of the bamboo building, and the small snow cone was used to write the characters. It was even more harmful to the entire Luoshan Mountain. The mountain temple was the most affected, one to two. The mountain temple in Luoshan Mountain is the most bleak incense in the three temples of Longquan County. The of the mountain after death, can be described as unpleasant.
Wei Wei slowly walked down the mountain, followed by Shirou.
Chen Pingan turned over and laughed and asked: "How many of them are you saving?"
Wei Wei was grateful to the disaster: "I deliberately did not tell them where you are. The three little guys thought that you, Master and Mr., would return to Longquan County from the Red Candle Town. Now they must wait and see. As for Zhu Zhu, In the past few days, I wandered around the county town, saying that I was inadvertently in the middle of a good seedling of martial arts. I dare not say that the golden body is promising. I want to give my young master back home. One of the opening doors."
Chen Ping and Wei Wei walked side by side. Shirou still followed, but he nodded with Chen Ping, even if he had said hello.
Chen apologized apologetically: "I am sorry to buy the mountain and drag it on."
Wei Wei, who is dressed in white, walks on the mountain road. For example, on the lake, the gods are swaying in the waves, and a golden earring is hung on one side of the ear. It is really a in the gods. He smiles: "In fact, at the end of the 11th year of Yongjia, this business was almost It is necessary to talk about the collapse. The Daxie court is not suitable for sale to the monks at the Niujiaoshan Xianjia Ferry. It should be included in the Daxu military. As a reason, it has clearly shown signs of remorse. At best, I will sell you one or two. The hillside, the big and useless one, is a little compensation on the face, and I don’t want to insist on it. But when the year is over, the Dalai Ritual has temporarily shelved the matter, and the first month has passed, waiting for the Dalai Ritual. The lords were busy, finished the festival, ate and ate, and returned to Longquan County again. Suddenly they changed their tone and said that they could wait any longer. I estimated that you should have successfully closed at Shuji Lake."
Chen Pingan smiled bitterly: "It’s not going well."
Wei Wei turned his head and looked at Chen’s appearance today. Haha smiled and said:
He’s got it, it’s just a kind of 'shaped shape’ that must be passed when the commons are transferred to Shinto. It’s a little better, it’s terrible. Most of you have to recognize it."
Chen Pingan scratched his head and sighed. "Even if I negotiated the purchase of a mountain, I still have a debt in the Lake of Shue."
Wei Wei smiled and said: "After all, it is just a matter of money and money. It is better than the initial mood of ups and downs. I am wrong, too much?"
Chen Pingan smiled and smiled and nodded: "It is this reason."
Wei Wei suddenly said: "I can't afford to borrow you, just an empty shelf of the Beiyue gods, but if you can abduct to make money, you just take it, earn money, and count your skills."
Chen Pingan gently rubbed his hand and smiled and said: "Where is this interesting."
Wei Weiyi, listening to the tone, unlike Chen’s peace in the past, as if he was not careful, this guy would have to squat down, really want to pull the Beiyue God’s tiger skin flag to earn money? Wei Wei quickly took a shot of Chen Ping’s shoulder and smiled and said: "I’m sorry, I’m so embarrassed, I’m so embarrassed, my friends, mutual understanding...

Shirou followed the two behind him. To be honest, she was shocked when she saw the first side of Chen Ping’an at the gate of Luoshan Mountain.
Not seen for a few years, the change is too big.
Is it that there have been no 隋 right, Lu Baixiang, Wei Wei and Zhu Xuan are around, can only single-handedly sway the Shudan Lake, and then give the wild to repair countless Shudan Lake, played the original shape, mixed very miserable? I am very satisfied with being able to leave the land of the famous and precious Baozhou. Shirou will not look down on Chen Pingan. After all, the simplicity of the Shujian Lake. Through the chats between Zhu and the great Wei Wei in the past few years, she knows a little insider and understands a Chen Ping, even if there is Zhu Zhu around. It is also destined that there is no way to rely on fists at the lake of Shue Shun Lake to kill a road. After all, a suijiang Zhenjun Liu Zhimao is enough for all foreigners to drink a pot, not to mention that Liu Laocheng has returned to the book Jane Lake. That is the only one in Baopingzhou.
Chen Pingan said: "With the money, they said, don't let them stupidly wait in the red candle town."
Wei Wei smiled, nodded, whistled, and said: "Hurry back, Chen Pingan is already in the mountains."
If there is a leaf duckweed, a whirl in the rapid current, it flashed away.
Then, in the vicinity of a ridge in the red candle town, there is Wei Wei’s familiar voice, which sounds around the three little guys who are saving money.
Just holding the gang’s money and widening his eyes,
Really?

The children in Tsing Yi, lying on the roof and basking in the sun, licked their chins. "I feel that Wei Wei is swearing, eating and holding, letting us play."
The girl in the pink dress sitting next to the money whispered: "Mr. Wei should not lie in this kind of thing?"
The money suddenly stood up, clenched his fists with both hands, and slammed it. "My master is really a ghost. If you don't say anything, you can't catch it. You can't do it. You can't do it!"
The girl in the pink dress covers her mouth and laughs.
Tsing Yi’s child didn’t have a good air:
It’s awesome, but we’ve been waiting for so many days here. Seeing that I don’t meet each other, I will ask him for a red envelope. One less, I’m with Chen’s eyes.

I turned my head and looked at Tsing Yi’s child. A small hand held the wrong handle of the knife at the same time. The language was heavy: "Friends are friends, but the world is big, Master is the biggest, you are so unruly, one day. I thought about taking the little cheaper of my master, I will take your dog."
It is very old-fashioned and it is a consistent style of money.
Probably a young age, I like to say something horrible, so it is difficult to tell people what to say in the end is what is true and what is the unintentional language that can be used as a whisper.
Tsing Yi children's white eyes said: "Just rely on your three-legged cat kung fu?"
I shook my head and shook my head. "I am familiar with the old cook. Please ask him to kill you. I will take your dog's head again, and I am not wrong."
The girl in the pink skirt is a little nervous, for fear that the two guys will fight a lot when they don’t agree.
Although the two of them often quarreled with each other, but they really did, they really didn't have it. The two people often liked the "vintage", and they said that some of the gods of the mountains and the seas competed.
Tsing Yi’s children measured the weight of the distant Wufu, and the relationship between the old cook and the money, and then Wei Wei’s snobbery. It seemed to be very eye-catching for the money. His heart was so bitter that he immediately jumped up and had a face. Charlie said: "Women, you can't make a joke like this. Chen Ping is your master, but also my grandfather. The family is angry with the family. He said that the dog is not a dog. Besides, I am not a dog, but I am Taoist Sanzhang teaches a large dragon on the shoulder several times. Who is dare in our Zhudongdong and Longquan County? With my heroic spirit, you should respect me a bit, and I will not say this again. Injury and anger, naive, not good."
I’ve got a serious saying:
I’m not kidding you, we’re a sneak peek!

Tsing Yi children's hippie smiled and said: "Know it."
The girl in the pink dress is relieved.
Fortunately, the two of them did not turn their faces, otherwise she really did not know what to do and what to do.
The three men sipped some water on the roof of the red candle town, and soon left the town and entered the mountain. A black snake slid out of nowhere, and the belly was crushed with a deep trace. The sound was amazing and the money jumped first. On the head of the black snake of the Lushan Mountain, sit on the cross-legged, and put the bamboo knife and bamboo sword on the knee.
The girl in the pink skirt sits in the middle of the black snake's back.
Tsing Yi’s child stood on the tail of the black snake and swayed, but when he looked at the slender back of the black charcoal skull, his heart was a little cloudy. In the previous moment, he felt the natural oppression of the black charcoal head.
This uncomfortable feeling made him very uncomfortable.
The first time I noticed the difference in the money, it was in the mountains. Together they chased the piece and became a fine chaotic dog. The money was covered with grass and debris, and the face was broken by branches of trees. A small blood trough, finally finally blocked the "wild dog" way, she was unaware of the painful injury on her body, only the wild dog with no way to look at it, eyes, eyes, thumb Hold the handle and slowly push the knife out of the sheath. Her cat is on the waist and stares at the wild dog. The bamboo knife is squirted one inch, and the eyes are hot.
From that time on, Tsing Yi children did not see the money as a little girl who was not worthy of the world.
He even has some doubts and doubts. He is very honest and gentleman, how can he find such a little freak as a disciple? Or a disciple of Kaishan?
The black snake from Qiudunshan is very familiar with returning to the mountain road.
Saving money, and girls in Tsing Yi children's pink dress, three of them are worried.
The money is used to gently tap the black snake's head with the bottom of the scabbard, frowning: "Don't be lazy, go some faster, otherwise I will learn to become a crazy sword, and take you to practice."
The "seat" black snake had to speed up.
On the side of Luoshan Mountain.
Chen Pingan returned to the bamboo building and had mixed feelings.
Along the way, Wei Wei and Chen Pingan have already talked about it, and they will return to the Phiyun Mountain by the side of the landscape.
Shirou looked at Chen Ping’s back on the second floor, hesitated, moved a bamboo chair, sat down, and wondered what the relationship between Chen Pingan and the old Cui surname.
The old man is not like a pure Wufu. It is more like an old Confucian who retired from the mountains. Wei Wei and Zhu Xuan seem to have a very tacit understanding. They have not said anything in front of her. When the old man does not exist.
At the beginning, the old man wanted to cultivate money. He just gently squeezed his bones and bones, and the money was rolled over. He smacked a tear in his face and looked at the old man with pity. The old man looked at himself. Actively stepping on the awkward expression of a shit, saving money and screaming at the old man, screaming and running, after a few days, I didn’t get close to the bamboo building, wandering around the mountains, and then simply left the west side of the mountain. Going to the pastry shop in Long Lane, when he started a small treasurer, he was not willing to see the old man anyway. After that, the old man Cui surnamed the dead, and occasionally stood on the second floor overlooking the scenery, squinting at the money, and saw a young phoenix cub staying in the chicken nest all day, the little guy still Especially happy, this makes the old man with a sorrowful shirt somewhat helpless.
Chen Pingan knocked on the door.
The old man Cui was sitting cross-legged, opened his eyes and looked at Chen Pingan.
Chen Pingan sat across from the old man, carrying the sword fairy, and hanging a sword at his waist.
The old man thinks that the sword is a little unsightly. As for the sword, it is still a little better. It’s not too much to drink. It’s just relying on these things to live away from the dirty land.

Chen Pingan said: "You can't say ‘Yes,' but without this sword, I can't live. In the Qingshui Island of Shumenhu, I was almost killed by a five-nine field."
The old man smiled and said: "If people really want to kill you, whether or not they have this sword, it doesn't matter."
Chen Pingan said: "There is no possibility of killing between killing and killing."
The old man frowned and was not happy.
Chen Pingan slowly said: "On the road of martial arts, of course, it is to pursue the pure word, but if you deliberately want to perfect the 'pure', deliberately put yourself in danger of life and death, I feel bad, once in danger However, even if there are two more times, but one day, I will meet the hurdle that I have not been able to do. When I die, it is dead. I feel that the pureness of practicing boxing must first be done in the cultivation of the heart, than the person who cultivated the mountain. More pure, first of all, the mood is not dirt, when the boxing is mixed with a lot of body and body, after the opportunity to be stripped, this is the pure root of the martial arts, otherwise the martial arts road, the road is long and difficult, difficult There are more broken roads waiting in front. If you still like to tell yourself to die, then how can you go far?"
The old man put his fists on his knees, his body leaned forward slightly, and sneered: "How come, go out for a few years, feel that you are doing a big job, have you qualified to say something to me?"
When the old man is just a few minutes ahead, the second floor of the bamboo building, in an instant, is full of punches and floods, and surging against Chen Pingan.
Even Shirou, outside the bamboo building, is aware of the astonishing momentum of this flood.
Chen Pingan sat in the same place, and did not move, his body shape, his mood, and his body and mind.
If there is a hurricane in the room.
Chen Pingan continued to slide backwards backwards, but the waist was still straight, even if he leaned against the wall, he still did not change his sitting posture.
The old man sighed and seemed to have a pity look. "Chen Pingan, after finishing a book, Jane Lake, is it so afraid of death? You are not curious, why are you slow to break through the bottleneck? You really thought Is it self-repression? Or are you afraid to go deep into it?"
Chen Pingan silently silent.
The old man looked at the withered young man who leaned against the wall. "I am afraid that death is afraid of death. You dare not admit it. Of course, you have all the reasons for fear of death. I will not laugh at you for a while, but, things. It’s worth having fun, right here, martial arts or monasticism, no matter whether your idea is reasonable or not, so your reason is right, but unfortunately, you can’t use one of your correct reasons to convince Your own heart. You want to practice swords now, this obsession is getting more and more profound. I guess that in the past few years, you often have thoughts, inadvertently ups and downs, floating, but you don’t know, One is that Wufu does not seem to be strong enough, and the other is that Jianxian is too chic. This is human nature. You have never seen my real shot, but you have walked through the Great Wall, I believe the swordsman I saw with my own eyes. More than one or two."
Chen Ping’s words and stops seem to want to refute.
The old man smiled and said: "I used to punch, punch too much, and the boxing is measured. It is the road to your Three Kingdoms martial arts. It is very flat, so although you really suffer too much pain, but the road is very smooth... This is naturally a powerful thing for me. It doesn't hurt your body. It doesn't hurt your heart. But the swordsmanship you see can not care for your little Wufu's state of mind. In the air, the rushing cows open the sea of ​​clouds, just like casually slap, you have shot a big hole in your heart, you are a half-lover who likes to introspect, like to go back and see if you have gone. No, I didn’t want to look back at each time, but I’d like to take a look at the holes, such as the deep abyss, such as watching the deep wells, falling into them, and not being able to extricate themselves.

Chen Ping nodded and said: "In the old dragon city, I realized this. Jian Jian’s sword in the dragon's ditch has a great influence on me. Plus, Wei Jin broke the curtain and the old dragon city. Fan Junmao flew to the sea of ​​Guihua Island with a sword..."
Speaking of this, Chen Ping’s look is dignified. "But after entering the Shujian Lake, I am not as preaching as the predecessors said. In fact, on the contrary, I have consciously to eliminate this influence a little bit."
The old man laughed loudly: "Don't throw stones at the well, every time you have to be careful, try not to splash the water at the bottom of the well. Are you filled up?"
Chen Pingan suddenly realized that he reached out and rubbed his forehead sweat and asked: "Dare to ask the seniors, what should I do?"
The old man sneered ironically: "It seems that a trip to the Jane Lake will make you look like a god, and even a brain that is still okay will rust."
Chen Pingan just stared at the old man.
The old man was silent for a moment. "Fortunately, some things have not been thrown clean, otherwise it will not be saved."
The old man raised a fist, "Xiwu."
The old man raised another hand and put his fingers together. "Let the sword."
Then the old man hands up, stood up, condescending, overlooking Chen Pingan, said: "Even if you can have both, then how to divide the primary and secondary? How to divide the primary and secondary, how is the current order? Nothing to understand, a paste, Cheng Tianhao, you should live around the gates of the city gate, and you will be arrogant, telling yourself that you are not breaking the bottleneck, just not willing. Just then, you are in the six realms, it is really simple, but with a person full of pants In the same way, from the outside of the house, I mistakenly thought that when I entered the house, I could put on a clean clothes. In fact, those cockroaches were brought into the house, not in the body, still in the house. You are mistakenly hitting the wrong place, and finally there is no break. Otherwise, from the six borders of the Five Realms, I also like to urinate on the second floor and come to see me?"
The old man gently rubbed his feet.
Chen Ping’s back, the fierce hurricane that was blown up, blew to the wall and had to use his elbows to resist the bamboo wall, and tried to keep the back of the head against the wall.
There is a pure infuriating body in the body.
The old man blinked and looked at the place, but suddenly he lifted his foot and slammed it out in the direction of Chen’s forehead. When he slammed, Chen Ping’s head slammed into the wall, and the pure instinct in the body followed. Stagnant, such as bearing a mountain, pressing the fire dragon can only lie on the ground.
The old man said: "Chen Pingan, you really didn't think why you didn't practice boxing for three years, but you can still hang a sigh of relief? You know, you can still fight yourself when you don't practice boxing, but you can support your body. Are you really a golden martial artist? Have you never asked yourself?"
Chen Pingan has difficulty breathing and his face is distorted.
I knew that I would return to the bamboo building this time, and I had to suffer a lot of pains. I just didn’t expect it to be so straightforward.
However, the old man’s problem made Chen Ping’s heart feel like
the cliffs and horses
. His mind suddenly stopped as a horse, temporarily abandoning the suppression brought by the old boxing, calming up and gathering, and focusing on the problems that had been thought of before.
The old man lifted his foot again, and his toes slammed into the belly of the wall, and he slammed his fists, just hitting the extremely fine fire dragon.
Chen Ping’s faintly aware of the fire dragon’s head and tail and four claws, outside of their own heart, suddenly burst into three strings like firecrackers, like spring thunder.
The old man said: "Obviously there are people who practice, with a very clever and unique approach, quietly raising your mouthful of pure infuriating. If I am not mistaken, it must be a Taoist high-ranking person, with the head of the infuriating fire dragon, planting Into the three seeds of fire, as a Taoist 'Tiangong Inner Court', with the method of fire refining, help you to get through the spine joint of this fire dragon, so that you can hope that the bones will be rejuvenated, one step ahead, skip six The situation is as early as the golden body, the effect is like the golden jade shape pursued by the monks. The handwriting is not too big, but it is clever and wonderful, the fire is very good, let's say, who is it?"
Chen Pingan looked blank.
Since the old man has already seen the roots, it is no longer difficult to make peace and convergence. Chen Pingan sits against the wall and sweats.
Finally, Chen Ping’s spirited movement, smiled bitterly:
I have seen a friend’s master, the Taoist fire dragon is real, now I think of it, at that time, parting, the Taoist embroidered with the dragon in the robe, does stick out the finger, imaginary I have a few times."
The barefoot old man frowned. "Why is this old sent you a chance?"
On the road of cultivation, the blessings and the disasters depend on each other.
Chen Ping wiped the sweat and smiled: "Send the friend a little seal stamped by the Dragon Tiger Mountain Master."
The old man nodded. "The monk of the mountain, who is unwilling to owe it, is afraid of the cause and effect. If you send it, he will still be able to do it."
Then the old man suddenly asked: "What?"
Waiting for Chen Ping to say something.
The old man pulled out his foot, and Chen Ping’s head was hit by a heavy hammer. He slammed into the wall and directly fainted. The old man’s chances of even aunting the mother were not left to Chen Pingan.
The old man smiled and said: "Small age, suffocating, really owe."
It was another foot, and Chen’s body slammed into the wall. After the fall, he bounced. He was just awake because of the pain, and he fainted because of the pain.
From beginning to end, the old man did not deliberately hide the air and speech.
Under the bamboo floor, the female ghost Shirou sat on the green bamboo chair, and she was so worried that she swallowed. Suddenly she felt that she was being beaten to death in the death of Chen, who was in the past few years. The day of the gods.