Sword of Coming

Chen Ping’s breathing suddenly became stagnant.

This is an instinct, just like azure clothed little boy and pink skirt girl meeting Zhi Cui, it has nothing to do with the realm level, it is purely a powerful suppression in an imposing manner.

The pure Martial Artist, probably to some extent, the pure 2 word essence is here.

Vassal King Song Changjing used to be in the small town government office and did nothing to make Liu Baqiao, a realm good sword cultivator Liu Baqiao, feel that his skin was being pricked by needles.

There was a loud bang.

Chen Ping was about to take some action to prevent accidents. As a result, the whole person flew out. Fiercely slammed into the bamboo house wall and slumped to the ground. After struggling 2 times, he could only rely on his back against the wall, and he couldn’t stand up. Blood oozes from the corner of his mouth.

The old man who kicked Chen Ping’s abdomen, arms around his chest, condescendingly looked at the miserable straw-shoe youngster, said with a sneer: “Confronting people, dare to be distracted! What a courting death!”

Chen Ping stretched out his hand to wipe the corners of his mouth, spits out one mouthful of impure air, standing on the other side of the wall, like an enemy.

The old man said calmly: “The world only says that Martial Dao has Ninth Realm. I don’t know if there is a great scenery above Ninth Realm. You only touched the threshold of Third Realm for the time being. In fact, even the cornerstone of the 2nd realm can be played well. If the old man does not appear , In order to pursue the speed of breaking through, once you join the Third Realm, you will probably break the foundation of Ninth Realm’s achievements in the future, Martial Dao Road, absolutely can not tolerate the slightest ostentation. What you did before was pretty good, but it was far from enough! Because of your breath in 1st Realm, you did a poor job!”

Chen Ping’s breathing gradually becomes smoother. After all, he is a young man who has never slackened his Body Refinement for a while. He has a good foundation. You must know what the old man’s mouth is “normal” and “not bad”. Secular Martial Artists like Zhu He, if they can get such an evaluation, I am afraid they will burst into tears on the spot.

Chen Ping has not yet understood the inside story of these twists and turns, and just trembled: “Teached.”

The old man stepped out, and the whole bamboo house shook slightly. The intangible characters of Li Xisheng painted on the green bamboo were slightly visible, flowing with an imperceptible brilliance, like the moonlight bottle pouring on the stream of water. The scene is particularly moving.

The old man’s thoughts moved, but he ignored these foreign objects, fixed his eyes on Chen Ping, and broke the secret: “Clay Embryo Realm is to find the Innate Qi and build the frame of the Martial Dao thatched cottage. Qi is a pillar and a high wall! But Before in one go, I have to disperse my breath completely, and get rid of all the filthy air accumulated from the day after tomorrow, even Heaven and Earth Spirit Qi! Pure Martial Artist, what is pure, is pure pure pure, come with this Heaven and Earth are better! Don’t learn from Qi Refiner on the mountain, sneaky, and in the end just acted as a sniffy watchdog!”

Chen Ping heard a little bit of understanding, and he was deep in one’s heart, and he didn’t all agree with the old man’s statement.

The old man’s mouth curled up, said with a sneer: “Second Stage is commonly known as Wood Embryo Realm. I think it’s better to say Open Mountain Realm. On Divine Immortal on the mountain, Divine Immortal on the Divine Immortal Mountain, Martial Artist is about to punch this mountain with a punch! Temper muscles and bones, the foundation is laid, and the future achievements will not be lost to the Buddhist Invincible Vajra Body or Daoism’s glazed innocuous body. My Martial Artist can also temper to produce a stable and ultimate body. As for the Military School of Thought, hehe, nondescript, the method taken is both like a thief and taking shortcuts, it is ridiculous!”

The Military School of Thought does have a shortcut to Heavenspan. In addition to inviting the gods to go down the mountain and possessing Spiritual God, you can also raise a battlefield hero in the Qi Palace. The hero is a kind of innately powerful, dead but not scattered ghost. Divine Soul successfully blends with its own body, like the Daoism melting pot, water and fire blend, belonging to another path, an extremely powerful method, but in the mouth of this sloppy old man, the number of Military School of Thought is simply worthless. Mentioned, the tone was really scary.

The old man hooked his finger at Chen Ping, “Come here, the old man will suppress the realm on the Third Realm, you will fight hard with all your strength, and you can move the old man half a step, even if you win!”

Chen Ping hesitated.

He simply didn’t figure out the situation. From the appearance of the old man unfathomable mystery, claiming to be Cui Chan’s grandfather, to the moment unfathomable mystery is about to start, Chen Ping is confused. With Cui Chan’s current status, he needs his own misnomer, Mister. To protect?And the old man himself said, Martial Dao Road, there is no shortcut, and his talent is poor. Chen Ping can’t hope to reach half the height of Cui Chan in this life. Isn’t the old man’s statement contradictory?

The old man said with displeasure: “Just like your temperament, it’s really boring. If you want to fight, you can fight, what about the old man kneeling down and begging you to fight?”

Chen Ping’s stubborn character was finally revealed, still maintaining a defensive posture, completely motionless.

The old man’s eyes were dark and unclear. “The old man just asks you, do you want to be among the Third Realm, and is one of the very best Third Realm in the world?!”

Chen Ping nodded, without the slightest hesitation said: “Yes!”

The old man turned his head slightly, extended the hand, pointed at his head, his expression was extremely domineering, “Then fight here! You brat’s temperament and temperament are not to the old man’s appetite, but for the sake of her, no matter how much Give you a chance. If you play in an imposing manner, I will help you and let you experience the real Third Realm style in person.”

Chen Ping slowly said: “Is that really hit? I won’t keep my hand when I punch!”

The old man laughed heartily and said: “Don’t talk nonsense, girl! How come you are so courageous in your house? There is no one in your crotch? Your parents must be cowards, right?”

Chen Ping burst into anger.

People who seem to be kind to others and have a soft heart must have a hard as iron mood soil, and in a miserable life, they firmly support that seemingly stupid kindness.

Mud Bottle Alley is like that.

Travel 10,000,000 li all the way, practice boxing day and night without stopping.

Chen Ping took a step forward, bursting out at an astonishing speed in an instant, came to the old man, and hit the old man’s forehead with his right hand.

It looked like a punch, but finally 2 peng peng sounded.

After an instant, Chen Ping backed up a few steps, his arms drooping, and then backed back again.

It turned out that after First Fist hit the old man’s forehead, Chen Ping’s left arm was hurt by the huge rebound force, but at the same time his fierceness burst out, and the more powerful left fist followed closely from behind and hit it again. On the old man’s head.

It’s a pity that after 2 punches, the old man was completely motionless, yawning, and he looked like 100 boring and horrible. Looking at the embarrassment of the young man not far away, the old man sneered: “Your full punch is tickling, ah? old man Is it your daughter-in-law, or are you my daughter-in-law? I said that you are a little lady without a handle, which is true. If the old man is your father and mother, you must live to death.”

Chen Ping complexion is gloomy.

“Why, your parents are dead?”

The old man let out a cry, pretending to be surprised: “That’s better, you will definitely be made alive by your anger.”

After the severe pain, Chen Ping’s arms were completely numb and unconscious, but Chen Ping still walked forward quickly. This time he leaped high, twisted his waist, and a whip leg hit the old man’s left head, except for a dull sound. The old man is still the same, Chen Ping took advantage of the momentum to turn around in the air, and the 2nd whip leg was thrown on the right side of the old man’s head.

This time Chen Ping fell on the ground, his feet were weak, his shoulders raised and lowered, and he stabilized his figure several times.

The old man stared at the cripple boy with an idiotic look, and asked, “Since the left leg has suffered enough, why do you need to exert more effort on the right leg the second time? Don’t you know it hurts?

Chen Ping did not speak, his face was white, his shoulders were undulating, and his legs were definitely injured.

The old man nodded, “It seems that this is your bottleneck, which is really disappointing.”

For the third time, Chen Ping rushed forward with Shaking Mountain Fist 3. Although the speed was slower than the previous two times, the imposing manner was not reduced.The old man was taken aback for a while, standing still, remaining calm and composed while handling pressing affairs, waiting quietly.

Countless times, the spirit of Shaking Mountain Fist has long been integrated into Chen Ping’s Divine Soul, even if his hands and feet are injured, when he starts to walk, he is still imposing like a rainbow.

After the face deathly pale but determined young man skilfully walked through the fist piles, he jumped high on his toes, raised his head, and hit the old man’s forehead with a hammer.

The boy leaned back and fell to the ground, breathing heavily, his eyes full of helplessness.

“A clever person will retreat when it is difficult. You brat can be far worse. But! Not smart, that’s right. If you want to be a pure Martial Artist, you don’t need to be too smart. A clever person may become the victim of his own ingenuity. So the old man just…”

Only then did the old man pass by an expression of appreciation, walking forward with a smile on his face, and said: “Reward your kick!”

A lightning kick was very small, just enough to hit Chen Ping’s temple side on the ground.

Chen Ping tried his best to raise an arm to block the very ruthless and dangerous kick.

In the end, the arm was close to the head, and the whole person was kicked into the foot of the wall, curled up there, and there was no pain in the whole body.

The old man stood there, condescendingly looking at the poor young man, “Your Martial Dao foundation, I have thoroughly figured it out. It is just an appetizer, and then it is really suffering. You go outside to say hello, and you are ready for a big deal soon. Buckets, the best warm medicine ingredients, the best Golden Skin Medicine, of course, it’s best to prepare a coffin too, haha, the old man is afraid that you will hang yourself if you don’t want to open it. Or the family is reunited underground.”

Chen Ping took a full break of an incense stick of time before he could barely get up and limped out of the house. In the corridor outside the house, he saw the azure clothed little boy and the girl in pink skirt looking at each other in blank dismay. There was the white clothed Divine Immortal who was slightly taking pleasure in other people’s misfortune. After seeing the battered and exhausted Chen Ping, Wei Bo held back said with a smile: “I’m going to prepare the best medicine jar, medicine ingredients, plaster Don’t worry, Cow Horn Mountain Wrapping Cloths Building has everything. As for the money, I’ll help you prepare it first. When you have money and when you will pay it back, don’t worry, but friends belong to friends. Well, I still have to charge a little interest.”

Chen Ping squeezed out a smiling face that was more ugly than crying, nodded. After Wei Bo disappeared, he sat down in the corridor with his back against the wall.

The azure clothed little boy asked softly: “Lord, is it hard to practice boxing?”

Chen Ping sat paralyzed on the ground, his body trembling involuntarily, and said bitterly: “Too hard to die.”

Chen Ping walked and stood in the wind and snow. The azure clothed little boy was all in his eyes. He believed that he was Chen Ping’s two-level Martial Artist, and he could not do it anyway, too. Suffering, not the kind of oh la la cut off his arm, drenched with blood, crying.But it is another kind of blunt knife to cut the meat, and every breath is the feeling of drinking the wind and eating the knife.

But if even Chen Ping feels suffering, the azure clothed little boy can’t imagine the suffering.

The girl in the pink skirt turned her head and choked silently.

About half an hour later, the old man in the house meditating cross-legged stood up and said solemnly: “Chen Ping, start practicing boxing!”

Chen Ping sighed, pushing the door and entering, azure clothed little boy swallowed saliva and said, helping to close the door gently, not even daring to look at that bad old fogey.

After closing the door, the azure clothed little boy jumped onto the railing and sat down, very melancholy.

I think I have spent 100 years in Yujiang, and I have been a famous hero in the entire Yellow Court Country, call the wind and summon the rain, and the crowd is full of friends. Why do I run into a wall in this big Dragon Spring county?Uncle, I have been too lucky recently, right?In the future, will you go out and pee, accidentally spill Divine Immortal somewhere, and then punch someone to death?

This does not meet Lao Tzu’s expectation that he should be slaughter all sides when he walks in the arena!

The azure clothed little boy was crying and slapped the railing with his hands, annoyed to death.

The girl in the pink skirt is on the first floor. Together with mountain god Wei Bo, they helped to light the fire and boiled a large pot of medicinal soup, which was fragrant.

The medicine ingredients in this big jar are not expensive, and when converted into silver, it costs Wei Bo 80000 2 Great Li Dynasty fine silver.

The poor learn culture, the rich learn martial arts, the ancients sincerely did not deceive me.

Of course, the overwhelming majority Martial Artist in the world will certainly not spend 1000 gold like Wei Bo, otherwise no matter how strong the family property is, it will be hollowed out.

In the bamboo house on the second floor, the old man glanced at the vigorous young man, “In addition to helping you completely relieve your breath, the old man will also temper your physique and soul at the same time. As long as you persist to the end, the second realm breaks Third Realm, where water If flows, a canal is formed, and good luck, it’s not impossible to become a Fourth Realm.”

good luck.

After Chen Ping heard this sentence, he felt that it was impossible.

The old man said with a slight smile: “From now on, the old man will pay attention to the strength of each shot. It won’t make you feel unbearable at first, but at the end, hehe, when the time comes, you will experience it yourself.”

Chen Ping has an ominous hunch.

The old man smiled, his mood was ancient well without ripples, and he slowly put on a simple and vicissitudes of boxing frame. “When the old man was young, he liked to travel 4 directions and never carried the Divine Weapon. He only hits with a pair of fists. Up and down the mountain, Zeng Guan Heavenly Master beats the primal drum! According to legend, Ancient Era, Thor drove the drum and stunned the evil spirits of the world, and made the turbidity clear.”

The old man’s face was calm. “After one observation, the old man realized this style, called Deity Beating Drums Form!”

Chen Ping listened with his ears upright, daring not to miss a word.

The reason is simple, hardship is not for nothing!

The old man looked angry and said: “The kid stands firm, take ten punches first!”

There was a crisp sound of cracking firecrackers in the bamboo house.

The endless ten punches hit ten places on Chen Ping’s body one by one, penetrating Qi Palace, causing the Qi Palace to agitate, such as dust on the broom.

After closing his fist, the old man smiled strangely.

Chen Ping, who was prepared for the worst, was a little surprised at first. He felt that the old man’s punches were not heavy, and he could bear it completely.

Then for an instant, Chen Ping suddenly bleeding from seven orifices, fell to the ground and began to roll.

Chen Ping bit his lip, not letting himself cry.

When practicing boxing, apart from listening to Zhu He saying that early-stage martial arts training, you should not drink alcohol to hurt your body. He also heard many times that you can’t fall in one breath. Chen Ping finally learned a little bit of boxing theory and cherished it. Even today, It is perseverance.Even after hearing Lin Shouyi know the big Good Fortune in Ah Liang’s jug, Chen Ping never regretted anything.

The old man watched the boy roll in 4 places, and said with a smile: “How, does it taste good? This fist essence is that the fist strength can be doubled time after time, and it is known as the Great Principle Golden Immortal. As long as you punch fast enough and enough times, it will break you to pieces!”

After the old man said this, his expression was a little dazed.

When he was in Martial Dao Peak, he always wanted to know one thing.

If Dao Ancestor Buddha is willing not to fight back, how many 100 punches can he eventually support after being accumulated by his own style? !And how many 100 punches can I deliver? !

The old man quickly came back to his senses and explained: “Don’t worry, the ten punches of the old man used skillfully, without hurting your body and skin, but only on your soul. You gritted your teeth, and most of it can survive. “

The young man rolled a lot of incense on the ground, and then sat on the ground leaning on the Breathing Technique taught by Old Head Yang and the luck method taught to him by Ah Liang. After an incense stick of time, he slowly got up and covered himself. Sweat is like a chicken that just came ashore.

The old man nodded said with a smile: “It seems that ten punches are okay. Then eat ten and 5 punches.”

After a while, Chen Ping continued to roll on the ground. This time he hit the foot of the wall, so that his head hit the wall without knowing it.

Chen Ping lay on the ground 2 sticks of incense, but he couldn’t sit up, let alone stand up and talk to the old man.

The old man watched the subtle changes of the young man within the body, and continued: “Martial Dao Martial Dao is also Great Dao! Qi Refiner always looks down on pure Martial Artists, only talking about martial arts instead of Martial Dao, thinking that martial arts can never be achieved. The height of Dao’, the old man does not believe in evil!”

“The old man went to look at the various schools. One day, he read a paragraph. The page also depicts a graceful woman with a devastatingly beautiful appearance. The text says that this woman is a rain teacher, who cares about the common people and does not hesitate to overstep and violate Tian Tiao, arbitrarily descended the rain, and her golden body was detained on a Divine Stage. She suffered it day and night. In the edict of Celestial Emperor Shenfu, there was the 4 words’reap what you have sown’, old man at that time Just slap the table and stand up, yell at the bastard! The anger was hard to calm, so he walked outside, just as the rain was torrential, the old man punched the rain curtain upwards more than 100 feet!”

“So the old man this fist is called Yunzeng Great Lake style!”

The old man stood silently beside the boy, stepping on Chen Ping’s abdomen, saying with a sneer: “If you can’t get up, just lie down! Old man can let you know the beauty of this fist!”

In Chen Ping Qi Sea, there was a bang, as if ushering in a dramatic change of Heaven and Earth turning upside down.

He followed Cui Dongshan back to Yellow Court Country from Great Sui Dynasty, passing a place of big water, the fog rose, it was very magnificent. From Cui Dongshan’s literary words, he knew the atmosphere of Wei Wei called Yunzong Great Lake.But the beauty is the beauty. I withstood the old man’s swift stepping, and experienced the having ups and downs brought by this picture within the body. It’s really not just in name only, but also in reality “wish one were dead”, the old man I stepped on Chen Ping’s Qi Sea in Lower Dantian. It soared. Chen Ping felt his liver and intestines broken, and the next moment was about to spit out all the internal organs out of his throat.

Within the body Qi Sea Every time the water mist rises, Chen Ping is like being pulled up once by someone, his body bounces from the ground, and then falls to the ground, and so on.

In the end, the old man seemed to think that the bouncing boy was very eye-catching, and he stepped on it again, “Give it to me!”

Chen Ping was stomped on the ground by that foot. The boy’s four limbs twitched, his face was filthy, and his eyes were muddy.

I saw Chen Ping’s whole body, countless tiny blood beads, slowly exuding from the skin pores, and finally condensed into pieces.

The old man shouted angrily: “Chen Ping! Listen! The initial tone of Martial Dao has already been found by you. Could it be that you can’t use it to look like it?! People can’t move, so what?! This is the only one. Don’t stop your tone!”

In the muddleheaded, Chen Ping vaguely heard the anger of the old man, almost instinctively in the lake of mind, silently vocalizing, which is regarded as giving orders, let the mysterious aura like a fire dragon, let it voluntary revolving, want to go Go anywhere, because he really can’t control the four limbs of his body, and he can’t control it with a finger at the moment.

The old man lowered his head and stared attentively. In his line of sight, a qi machine that was not as thick as a silk thread, like a fire dragon, began to run wildly in the chest cavity of the meridian, said with a big smile: “Okay!”

The old man retracted his foot, and after losing his hand, he flicked his finger at Chen Ping with the other hand, “I watched the 2 armies confrontation on the top of the mountain. It is really wonderful. It seems like a dragon with the strongest strength in the water. The biggest one, that battle can be described as a 100-year swan song on the battlefield! The old man realized that he had a punch, called the Iron Cavalry Chisel Formation!”

Every time the old man casually snaps his fingers, Chen Ping will forcibly break a rib.

This is the first time Chen Ping wailed because of pain.

Because of the real pain, not only in the fleshy body, but also in the depths of the Divine Soul.

The azure clothed little boy sitting on the railing outside the corridor, trembling in fear, almost fell.The girl in the pink skirt downstairs, desperate, suddenly squatted on the ground and hugged her head, not daring to listen anymore.

Finally, looking at the teenager who had passed out completely, the old man walked toward the door of the house expressionlessly. After opening the door, he said to the shiver coldly azure clothed little boy: “Take him downstairs and threw him directly into the medicine bucket to soak, clothes and sandals. You don’t need to take it off, don’t underestimate the weight. For the current Chen Ping, if you want to stabilize the realm, you can’t move them. Also, remember to tell the mountain god who is very creamy, don’t overdo it, go inside. What spirit pill and marvelous medicine should be added, otherwise the old man doesn’t matter, but this kid’s suffering today will be gone.”

After seeing the old man, after hearing the instructions, the azure clothed little boy was so scared that he didn’t dare to take the stairs at all, so he jumped and went down.He only dared to let the girl in the pink skirt move Chen Ping, he himself did not dare to pass the old man.

However, when he got downstairs, he reminded Wei Bo on the other hand, and then he said nothing, and ran all the way to the pink skirt girl outside the door, azure clothed little boy clenched the teeth. On the second floor, before her, brace oneself walked into the house and carried Chen Ping, a blood man.

Put Chen Ping cautiously into the medicine bucket,

The tear-stained pink skirt girl asked in a low voice: “Wei mountain god, is my Lord really okay?”

Wei Bo glanced at Chen Ping, who was fainting, “If you can persist until the end, it will be fine. If you give up halfway, you will not only fall short, but will leave many repercussions, such as staying in Martial Dao 2 and Third Realm for the rest of your life. Playing too hard, and then wanting to raise the high realm as a whole, is tantamount to raising a stone pier for a young child, which cannot be done.”

The girl in the pink skirt was a little confused.

The azure clothed little boy walked out of the house alone, sitting on a bamboo chair outside, holding his cheeks in his hands, in a daze.

In the evening, Chen Ping, who was soaked in the medicine bucket before, was like a pitiful person who had a nightmare and couldn’t wake up. Even if he was asleep, his breath was extremely disturbed, and now finally stabilized, the girl in pink skirt stood on tiptoe, brow beaded with Sweatly lying on the bucket, fearing that Lord will die from the pain, fearing that Lord will drown, and fearing that Lord will not wake up after falling asleep. She stares so wide, but in fact she can’t do much.

As night fell, the girl in the pink skirt walked out of the first floor with some confidence and sat on the bamboo chair beside the azure clothed little boy.

2 2 After a long silence, the azure clothed little boy suddenly whispered: “Silly girl, I have decided. I really want to cultivation.”

The girl in the pink skirt is not in high spirits and feels weak: “Why? Didn’t you say that our cultivation only relies on innate talent? You also said that if you lie down, you can realm whiz whiz whiz soar up.”

The azure clothed little boy bowed his head in an unprecedented way, “I don’t want to go down and into the mountain every time I meet a guy who can beat me to death with one punch.”

Girls in pink skirts find it difficult.But today, her own Lord is so miserable, she is unwilling to hit the guy next to her again, after all, it’s still in the new year and the first month.

He raised his head and raised his fist, “I have to fight for those guys. Only 2 punches can kill me!”

Girls in pink skirts are a little awkward and always feel weird.

Ambitious?It doesn’t seem right.Short-sighted?It doesn’t seem right.

azure clothed little boy himself encouraged himself, “I am such a heroic man who pays attention to justice and justice. I don’t want to meet those guys again and again. I can only hide behind Chen Ping. I’m so sorry for my name, “Yujiang Xiayi Young Lord”. No. I want Chen Ping to know that I am really loyal, not just talking!”

This time the girl in the pink skirt stretched out a small fist sincerely and waved gently: “Come on!”

Up to this moment, I looked down on Fire Python’s azure clothed little boy, and suddenly felt a little bit in my heart. This silly girl, stupid is a little stupid, but she is still very cute and pleasant.

He resumed his frivolous virtues all at once, and asked with a mean smile: “Silly girl, have you thought about the things you said last time? Be my little daughter-in-law, and get rid of the bed with everything? I’m even now I don’t like you very much, but secular couples, matchmakers’ words, finger-to-finger marriages, and feelings can all be cultivated. As long as you like me, it’s fine. You like me like you like that, you elated when you think of it, right?”

The girl in the pink skirt was crying, “You smell to have no shame! I want to sue Lord!”

“Lord is sleeping, so I don’t care about you.”

azure clothed little boy happily said: “A big pie fell on your head in the sky, and I don’t know how to catch it. Forget it, that’s a silly girl! Chen Ping has never seen the world before, so he treats you as a treasure. , Replace me, at most I will give you a fine Snake Gallstone.”

The girl in the pink skirt bulged her cheeks and panting with rage said: “Please call Lord!”

The azure clothed little boy fell silent for a while, hugged the back of his head with his hands, looked into the distance, and said softly: “Yes, Chen Ping is our Lord.”

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Chen Ping woke up in the middle of the night, walking without hindrance, but within the body, the weather is terrible, but the broken ribs have been connected for some reason. Of course, it has not been completely recovered, but it is enough to see the 80000 spent by Wei Bo. 2. It’s not a waste of water. In fact, if you buy from Wrapping Cloths Building by someone else, you may not get ten 60,000 taels of silver. This is the value of Northern Mountain God.

Chen Ping put on a brand-new clothes and was afraid to walk out of this bamboo house. The girl in pink skirt moved in a small bamboo chair empathetically. Chen Ping sat quietly near the threshold.

He didn’t say anything, he sat until the sun was rising, and practiced the Sword Furnace stakes before he got up and went to the small bed on the first floor to lie down and sleep.

In the afternoon, the old man opened his eyes and stood up, saying solemnly: “Starting to practice boxing. Today I will only temper my soul and let you get rid of the weeds and keep the flowers.”

Chen Ping opened his eyes and woke up, sighed, and walked silently into the second floor room.

Then he was carried by an azure clothed little boy and left the second floor. After waking up again in the middle of the night, he had a meal. Even if he didn’t have the slightest appetite, Chen Ping still swallowed it forcibly, watching his Lord’s chopsticks keep shaking. After picking up the dishes several times, the dishes fell back to the dishes, and the girl in the pink skirt burst into tears.

azure clothed little boy just buried himself in the rice.

This time Chen Ping took a short rest, sitting at the door, practicing Sword Furnace with trembling hands, and soon went to sleep.

For a full ten days, I hammered the Refining Spirit soul for 3 days, and beat my body in one day.

Every time the old man made his shots, he made sure that Chen Ping would suffer more than the previous day. Therefore, there is no possibility of getting used to the pain.

Chen Ping became more and more silent, often not saying a word when he was awake all day.

Occasionally the girl in the pink skirt asks something, or wants to make her Lord happy. At first Chen Ping smiled and shook his head and so on, and then frowns, and finally he was full of anger. Although I can see it, Chen Ping While restraining the suppression, the azure clothed little boy and the pink skirt girl were frightened beyond measure.

At that time, Chen Ping wanted to say something, lips slightly moving, but never said anything. He went to the bed and lay down, closed his eyes, not knowing whether he was awake or not, and even made people feel that he did not know whether it was life or death.

The azure clothed little boy once tentatively asked Wei Bo how much pain Chen Ping had when he was beaten.

Wei Bo thought for a while and said that the suffering Chen Ping suffered on the first day was probably an ordinary man who was chopped up with a single knife. The bones and meat were chopped into meat sauce, and he had to let himself. Try to stay awake.It got worse every day after that.

Only the first day.

After that, the azure clothed little boy never asked such questions.

He started cultivation.

Become more diligent than girls in pink skirts.

On this day, Chen Ping was sitting on a bamboo chair in the night, slumped against the back of the chair, Wei Bo walked slowly, stood beside him, and accompanied him to watch the bright moon hanging in the night sky.

Chen Ping asked hoarsely: “Wei Bo, can you please help me ask, what is Master Ruan’s successful sword casting?”

Wei Bo couldn’t laugh at this time. He just sighed and said nodded: “I’ll go and ask, I said in advance, Ruan Qiong’s opening of the furnace to cast a sword this time is his first shot after leaving Snow Wind Temple. Pay attention, so Ruan Qiong is mostly unwilling to be distracted and may not be able to reply to me.”

Chen Ping un’ed.

Chen Ping can no longer care about spending money like flowing water. For the first few days, he will keep quietly accounting in his heart, and then he completely loses his thoughts.

Recently, the pink skirt girl and the azure clothed little boy intentionally or unintentionally let Chen Ping be alone without disturbing him.

When Chen Ping got up, he whispered: “Help me tell them, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it, or sometimes, I really can’t help it.”

Wei Bo asked: “Why don’t you say it yourself?”

Chen Ping froze for a moment, said with a bitter smile: “I don’t know why, it seems that I will be very tired just thinking about this. I am afraid that if I say that, I will not be able to continue practicing boxing tomorrow.”

Wei Bo nodded said: “It’s a bit mysterious, but I can barely understand it. Don’t worry, I will help you and they will be considerate.”

Martial Dao cultivation in the world, I am afraid there are not many Martial Artists, several times at a time, separated by intervals, it is normal, but it is necessary to suffer this kind of suffering every day, certainly not much.

The old man stood silently under the eaves of the second floor. After hearing the conversation between the two, he was just laughed and turned back to sit down in the house.

Wei Bo can’t fully understand it, it’s normal, because the old man’s punching is itself a kind of “Deity Beating Drums Form” that is constantly accumulating, and it is a deeper level of hidden temperament in temperament.

Body Refinement, cleaning meridian, and cutting bones are the 1st Step. It is the 2nd Step to strengthen its courage and soul. It is the 1nd Step. The real most test is the cone. The old man is like a sharp cone again and again, fiercely nailed. In the heart of a teenager, the taste can be imagined.

The old man was actually very surprised. First, the young man has not lost his heart yet. He is still gritting his teeth and is not willing to say the phrase “I don’t practice boxing anymore.” 2 is the mysterious of this bamboo house, which is amazing.

Chen Ping lay on the bed and rolled up the bedding. He curled up, facing the wall, with one hand covering his mouth.

There was a whimper between the fingers.

It’s another ten days.

In this ten-day period, the disaster suffered has become even more tragic.

Among them, the elderly have asked Chen Ping to peel and cramp by himself and do it by himself!

One night, Chen Ping, who was bandaged like a rice dumpling, sat on a bamboo chair, suddenly stood up, swaying slightly, and walked towards the cliff outside the door.

He seemed to want to practice walking without practice for a long time, but after only one time, he could only give up.

Chen Ping blankly turned his head and looked towards the town, his lips trembled and he wanted to cry.

He suddenly asked: “Wei Bo, I know you are in the vicinity, can you bring me a pot of wine?”

Wei Bo nodded, “I have it on my body.”

An unsealed hip flask slowly fell down high in front of Chen Ping’s eyes. After Chen Ping reached out to catch it, he turned to look at the bamboo house, “Can you drink it?”

There was a sneer on the second floor, “Drinking is nothing, you have the ability to break your wrist with Dao Ancestor Buddha in the future, it is considered proud!”

Chen Ping turned his head back, the moon was dazzling, looking at the mountains and rivers in the far south, he lowered his head and sniffed the smell of wine.

He once carried a drunk old scholar on his back, and the old man slapped him hard on the shoulder, yelling, “The young official is going to drink!”

expression The young man with a long face and his face suddenly smiled brightly. Fiercely took a sip of strong alcohol, coughed non-stop, raised a high hip flask, and shouted, “Drink, drink! Practice boxing!”

After a while, the boy held back for a long time, but couldn’t help but choked on the big mouthful of strong wine, and whispered: “The wine is terrible…”

But the boy still forced himself to take a big sip, coughing, and said loudly: “It is said in the book that the beauty gave me the wrong knife, so how can I repay Ying Qiongyao! The wine is not good, but this sentence is really beautiful. Extremely!”

Finally, the young boy blushed with unfathomable mystery. He didn’t know whether it was the drinker or was embarrassed. He gave a gentle feed to the distance.

The boy seemed to be asking a certain girl whom he liked quietly, as if he was saying, hello, did you hear that?