Sword of Coming

When Chen Ping’s approaching the stone arch bridge, he swallowed his throat and didn’t dare to move on. After some people’s war, they continued to go up the stream, to the narrowest part of the stream, and run away. However, this is the way to the back of the green cow. Chen Pingan did not know that his own way around the road, just missed with Yuxiu, the girl in Tsing Yi took a pot of peach blossoms and flew across the bridge. This time, she bought wine in the town. When the girl passed the ageing shop, she bowed her head. I walked through, for fear of being taken away by those dazzling cakes, because she was going to start collecting money in private houses.

Chen Pingan went to the house of Liu Yuyang's house, pointed the fuel lamp, carried the lamp, and walked inside and outside the house. After confirming that there was no shortage of large and small objects, the lights were locked and the mud bottles were returned. After the old mansion that collapsed into a hole, Chen Pingan breathed a sigh of relief, and the burden on his shoulder was still there, but it was already too light to leave the mud bottle lane before that. Chen Pingan could not help but steal the music. The feeling of having money in your pocket is not bad!

Chen Ping’s life has only seen broken silver, heavy silver ingots, and I haven’t seen it before, let alone the rare gold of the gods.

Chen Ping returned to his ancestral home, opened the door, and ran to determine whether he really slammed the courtyard door. After returning to the house, he carefully pointed out the fuel lamp, dimly lit and illuminating, reflecting the cold yellow mud wall. Chen Pingan took out three money bags from the pots and roots of the wall, and greeted the spring money, raising money and winning the money. They were respectively equipped with twenty-five gold coins, twenty-six, twenty-eight.

A total of seventy-nine copper coins.

Regarding these well-known copper coins, Ning Yao has roughly explained that they are an extension of secular spending. The reason why the value is even in the city is that it is rare and expensive. Of course, the most important reason is that foreigners need copper coins as tokens to enter the town. As for the origin of this unwritten rule, the age is long, Ning Yao is not Dongbao Pingzhou people, naturally can not say an ugly.

Three kinds of copper coins, Chen Pingyi took out one and placed them on the table. In the spring, the money was cast with the words "New Year's Day", which was hollowed out, and the clouds were flying. There was a man in the armor.

There are five poisons, snakes, crickets, geckos and lynxes on the front of the smashing money. In addition to the words "the evil spirits in the sky", there are also patterns of turtles and snakes.

The front of the money is the word "heart is the spirit", the back is "the **** is on the top", there is no fine pattern, the style is the most simple.

Chen Pingan picked up a spring money and watched it over and over again. It is hard for a teenager to imagine such a small copper coin and he can buy the whole Zhenzhu Mountain. Chen Pingan knows the so-called little hill bag in the mouth of the master, Yao Laotou Once he took him into the mountains to find the soil, he went to the top of the mountain of Zhenzhu Mountain. The soil can be divided into many types, such as light and heavy, fat, and more complicated, it is necessary to identify certain soil, which one of nature is close to the water and fire, and pay attention to it. There are a lot of doorways, and Chen Pingan only learned the seven-eight-eighth eight-year-old knowledge of Yao Laotou’s “eat the soil”.

In the inconspicuous Zhenzhu Mountain, Yao Laotou smashed his foot at the time, then bowed his head and said a word to Chen Ping, who was there. The soil is the most complete, but the place is too small, and the person is shrinking in the corner. When you reach out, you will meet your head and your legs will be crippled. As the saying goes, this place is called a "snail shell."

Chen Pingan gently put down the spring money, picked up the pressure to win the money, but quickly put it down, the teenager's face was a bit stunned.

On the fifth day of May, five poisons came out. The teenager just happened to be the birthday of this day. In the next door, Song’s salary has even said that many places outside, the child born in this day is regarded as ominous, and there is a custom to kill the child directly in the river.

Chen Pingan shook his head and picked up the last one to raise money. The simple and positive eight words.

Chen Pingan suddenly remembered one thing. When I first met Ning Girl and Minnan Huacai Jinjian, I remember that when they entered the gate of the town, everyone had to hand over a bag of copper coins to the janitor. Then, in the hands of the copper coins. What? Is it in the private pocket of the Emperor of the Great Sui Dynasty?

Chen Pingan sighed and didn't think about the problem that he couldn't understand when he broke his head. He began to play a small abacus in his heart. Master Shi said that the hill of Zhenzhushan only needs a spring money, Xuan Lishan and The middle hills such as Lian Dengfeng are about ten to fifteen copper coins. The big hills like the dry springs and the volcanic volcano need twenty to thirty.

Chen Pingan actually thought a little bit, and he understood the meaning of Master Yan.

First of all, the Da Yu dynasty respected the master, so he gave him three mountains in vain. Secondly, since the master of the martial arts wanted to open the mountain, it is obvious that the three mountains are best connected together and tied together. Otherwise, the east and the west will definitely not Like this, I am afraid this is also a clever place for the imperial court. I know that Master Yan can't pick out the three most valuable hills, so I pretend to be very generous. In the end, he certainly needs to follow the master of the mountain to pick the hill. Of course, Chen Pingan feels that he is not impossible. Choose one or two small-sized hills in other places, such as Zhenzhushan, it is suitable, no one cares. The hills, but Chen Ping is particularly concerned, the hills are small, it is also a whole seat, not to mention a copper coin, Chen Pingan feels that this hill must be included in the bag, the bag is safe!

Chen Ping’s Fuchun Mountain Range, Shenxiu Mountain and Xiangshan Volcano, which are mentioned in the words of Master’s words, are not uninteresting in this most expensive hill. He is trying to buy a piece that is worse than them, but not much worse. Dashantou, it is estimated that it costs a bag of gold coins, and then buy some hills like Zhenzhushan, and try to spend about ten coins. The rest are used to follow the master’s bet. Where is he picking three mountains? After that, Chen Pingan bought it nearby, bought it again, and bought it hard!

As for the unknown mountain with the dragon platform, Chen Pingan has completely died, and warned that he must not touch it. Even if no one knows it now, there is such a great opportunity in front of him, and Chen Ping will never buy it. Nowadays, the town’s guests come from all over the world. It’s no longer the ban on the outside world. It’s a few hundred miles away, and hundreds of miles of mountain roads, even Chen Ping’s own can go down, and later can block who’s footsteps, not to mention the long steps in the sky. The gods that the sword flies away?

However, before paying for the mountain, Chen Pingan planned to go into the mountains again.

I spent so much money all at once, and I didn’t know what I bought beforehand. Even if I knew that it was a profitable business, Chen Ping would still feel that it was not good enough.

This is actually a bitter habit.

Chen Pingan now has eight snake gallstones that have not faded. The rest are hidden in their own and Liu Yuyang's family of snake gallstones. There are a lot of them. I don't know if I got rid of the catastrophe from the creek early, although the color The degree of moisturization has been reduced to varying degrees. It is not as bright and comfortable as it is when it comes out of the water, but it is more or less with a little "aura". This kind of unclear feeling is like Chen Ping’s first sight. Gu Yu of Mushui Lane, or Li Baobao of Fulu Street, feels that it is definitely a smart child.

Chen Ping put away three bags of gold and copper coins and put them back into the clay pots. At the thought of going to the mountain with the master, Chen Ping was a bit big.

The old man of Yao is like this. Master Shi is also, Chen Pingan doubts whether he has no elders, especially no master.

Chen Ping went to the corner and squatted beside the basket, staring at the dragon platform inside, reaching out to touch the delicate texture of the black stone, and started to cool, he was so curious that such an inconspicuous stone, how to step on it like Ning girl The gods on the sword have a relationship, and I can’t think of the extent to which the dragons can polish a sword.

Chen Pingan suddenly remembered the matter and took out the five leaves. At that time, the girl with red cotton and cotton smashed eight from the old banyan tree, and Chen Ping gave her three rewards. Chen Pingan carefully looked at the leaves, which seemed to be slim, but it was quite tough. Unfortunately, he lost the green light that flowed along the veins. Chen Ping guessed that it was probably the so-called ancestor Fuyin. In some nodes, there will be a bit of green and residual stagnation.

Chen Pingan carefully inserted five leaves into the Lushan boxing spectrum.

After Chen Ping completed all this, he went out and walked in the yard.

The neighbors on both sides have moved away.

Chen Pingan quickly immersed himself in the boxing pile and forgot to forget.

A fist is like a stream flowing.

Ning Yao’s girl said that it is only the beginning of martial arts to practice boxing a million times.

Chen Ping is willing to be lazy.

He inadvertently remembered the Zhudian ink on the wooden man, the legendary acupoints that flowed in and out.

The whole body is comfortable, rolling and hot, the body seems to have a fire dragon swimming fast, going from head to the bottom, bumping and touching, not smooth, those acupoints are like a rough and ruined relationship, the road between Guanyu, but also Absolutely not called Yangguan Avenue, some are wide but rugged, some narrow and steep, when the fire dragon passes, swaying, such as pedestrians walking through the cable bridge.

In the end, the fire dragon shuttled back and forth between several gas houses near the lower Dantian, and seemed to be looking for the most suitable place for it to serve as the Dragon Palace.

Ning Yao once said that the martial arts refining body of the three realms, the first situation of the mud embryo, when the peak is full, it gives birth to a gas, such as the mud Buddha sitting high in the gods, gas sinking in Dantian, not moving like a mountain, the body has a new weather Beginning to feed back the flesh and blood, so that the whole person seems to be dead, and many impurities and siltation will be excreted a little.

Chen Pingan is on this road.

There is no teacher pointing, and it can't be mistaken.

It relies on diligence to make up for it. For eight years, it has been going up the mountain, going over the mountains and over the mountains, and a kind of breathing that is poor but has its own way.

Eight years have not broken the first martial arts.

The secular dynasty and the world's rivers and lakes, in addition to the hometown of Ningyao, pay attention to a poor scholarly study of wealth, good fortune in the martial arts, there is no comparison of the speed of climbing the realm of the climb, the more the masters of the classroom, the more accomplished masters, the more you look at each step The heaviest down-to-earth, the degree of compaction of each layer of martial arts, but as Chen Pingan is so slow, how to shame is not enough, after all, the young people in the world are indeed blocked from the first threshold. For the rest of his life, he could not find the existence of that gas, but at present, Chen Pingan must not be linked to the genius of martial arts.

Chen Pingan suddenly "awake" over, gently exhaling a suffocating gas.

He walked slowly in the yard and gradually relaxed his limbs.

Chen Pingan looked down at the lychee that was leaning against the wall and suddenly whimsical, trying to cut a wooden sword for himself.

When she was a child, Chen Ping looked at her peers every time in the fairy grave. The girls mostly flew paper, and the boys used their father’s help to make the wooden swords and swords. It was a joy, Chen Ping had always wanted a hand, but later became a kiln apprentice who burned porcelain. After a year of exhaustion, he broke his thoughts.

In front of Litchi, Chen Pingan felt that it would be no problem to make a wooden sword.

Chen Pingan first moved the lychee outside the house door, and then took the hatchet that opened the mountain and prepared to make a wooden sword for himself.

Just when Chen Pingan was sitting on the threshold with a hatchet, he hesitated. He thought about putting the knife back. He felt that the old elm could not be regarded as an old tree. After all, there was still a relationship between Mr. Qi and the elm. After a conversation, the lychee in front of me made Chen Pingan feel awkward.

Chen Pingan put the lychee back to the foot of the wall and found that he did not feel sleepy. He left the yard and locked the door, and walked out of the mud bottle lane all the way.

He made a strange move to the vicinity of the stone arch bridge. He thought that he couldn’t jump across the river again and again. He bite his teeth and walked on the stone bridge. He sat on the middle slab again, his feet hanging on the stream. Chen Ping was a little nervous and looked down at the faint. On the surface of the water, muttered: "Whether you are a **** or a monster, we should have no enmity. If you really have something to tell me, don't worry about it. I am here now, you tell me. That's it."

A musk, a quarter of an hour, an hour.

Except for a bit cold, Chen Pingan did not notice any difference.

Chen Pingan held his hands on the slate, shaking his feet and looking into the distance. At a very young age, he was very curious, where the end of the creek would be.

Chen Pingan is fascinated.

Liu Yuyang, Gu Yu, Ning Girl, Mr. Qi, Yao Laotou, are gone.

Chen Pingan has never been so rich and rich.

But the teenager has never been so lonely.

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The sandals and teenagers are facing the stone bridge. The tall figure of a white shirt is like a fairy. It is also a slate with both hands. The feet are swaying and looking up at the sky.

It’s just this scene, let alone Chen Ping, who started to talk to himself, even Yang Laotou and Yan can’t detect it.