Chapter 242： Hit the waterfall under the moon, a rainbow

(11000 words large chapter.)

As night falls, Jianshui Villa is full of lights, and the courtyards of the large and small courtyards are full of friends. They are staggered and drink countless altars. Afterwards, it is said that even the town has smelled the fragrance of Zhuangzi.

Chen Pingan and the old governor of Chu asked about the Xianjia Ferry. There is indeed such a place in the Shushui Country. There are still more than 600 miles from Jianshui Mountain Villa. It is located at the border of the Shushui Country and the Songxi Country. I heard that there are often On the mountain, the spirits are infested, but the square of the three hundred miles has long been banned by the royal family of the Shushui Kingdom. If there is no official literary certificate issued by the state government, no matter the people or the martial arts, they will sneak into it and kill them innocently. . The old management personnel practiced and understood, and took the initiative to laugh at Jianshui Mountain Villa and the Dadu Government House on a border. The relationship is quite good. It is a world exchange. You only need a letter from Lao Zhuang to get the customs clearance. Chen Pingan, they work hard.

Zhang Shanfeng asked more and asked the old man if there was a shop opened by the martial arts officer at the ferry to trade the goods. The old manager said that because the Shaozhuang master Song Fengshan had gone to the ferry in the original after the sword was destroyed, he brought back the short sword that hangs his waist at this moment. The old management can be said to know everything, not only leaking the domestic scene of the water, even Song Fengshan in order to buy the Xianjia Shenbing named "Shui Shui", costing 900 yuan of snow on the mountain, almost Half of the gold and silver in the mountain house was saved, and the bamboo tube was poured into the beans. The secrets were told to the three people.

Of course, this is not the old management of the four words of the rivers and lakes, stunned the mind, half do not know how to pay a deep jealousy, but Song Laojian Sheng privately smashed him, treating the three, especially the back sword juvenile Chen Pingan It can be treated as a friend of his life, and the mountain village does not have to be wary.

One promises a thousand gold, life and death intersect, friends are two words like mountains.

This is the Taoist and Taoist righteousness that Song Yuzhuo admired. The old governor of Chu is following the Jianshui National Juggernaut. He has been born and died for the villa, and he is insulted and honoured by the Songhu. So conscientious, no regrets.

In the house of Zhangshanfeng, the three people had a rich dinner full of wild and wild animals. Chen Pingan was going to the waterfall to practice boxing. He was suddenly shouted by Zhang Shanfeng, let Chen Ping wait for a while, and smashed a man’s leg. Stepping on the bench, using a bamboo stick to pick up the teeth, ask Zhang Shanfeng whether to avoid anything, the young Taoist ran to open the bag while saying no. Zhang Shanfeng quickly took out a pair of bamboo chopsticks and placed them on the table, pushing Chen Ping.

Chen Pingan curiously asked: "What? After the meal is finished, do you give me chopsticks?"

The bamboo chopsticks on the table are one of the trophies that Zhang Shanfeng obtained in Rouge County. One is engraved with the Qingshen Mountain and the other is engraved with the gods.

Zhang Shanfeng smiled and said: "Send it to you. It is the interest of the Mojiajiamao Guangming, the life of the poor road is most afraid of owing money. When you think of this, it is difficult to sleep, not to mention that one owe is five hundred snowflakes. In exchange for real money and silver, that is 500,000 yuan of silver. According to Chu’s management, as the top spot in the country, the entire Jianshui Villa has a total of more than two million. I will not give you anything, the poor road will definitely not sleep tonight."

Chen Pingan reluctantly said: "You are stupid, this pair of chopsticks, if it is really made of the bamboo of the green bamboo hole, maybe you can sell a few hundred snowflake money, back 10,000 steps, not the bamboo of the Qingshen Mountain It can be condensed for hundreds of years on the chopsticks. It is always a fake. Since it is a godsend, can at least sell dozens of snowflake money? Interest? Is there such a high interest? You Zhang Shanfeng When I am an unscrupulous profiteer who is a loan shark?"

Chen Pingyue said that the more gas, push the chopsticks back to the young Taoist, "Moreover, we are going to go to the Xianjia Ferry in the country of the water, since there is a store that deals with the magic weapon, everything determines the price of bamboo chopsticks. Besides, if I only value a dozen snowflakes, I will accept it. If you have passed 50 prices, you can't be interested in me."

Zhang Shanfeng shook his head and said with a strong tone: "No! The poor road is hard-hearted, the Taoist seeks the truth, and the most fearful of the devil, you must not mistake my road to practice!"

Chen Ping stood up and smiled and said: "You can slap it, roll, this thing has not been discussed, take it back! Otherwise, there is a skill to fight one, who wins who has the final say?"

Zhang Shanfeng is silent.

Chen Pingan left the door and went to the waterfall to practice boxing.

Zhang Shanfeng sighed and looked at the big man. "How is it?"

Xu Yuanxia was gloating and sorrowful: "With Chen Pingan than a child, you are a hundred thousand miles away."

Zhang Shanfeng was a little depressed, poured himself a bowl of shochu, bowed his head and took a bite, and suddenly his face flushed.

It turned out that in the color-clothing country Rouge County, in the battle between the old and the younger disciples, the young Taoist priests lived in the line of life and death, and the spirits moved, watering the spirit into the nails, a pair of bright Ming Bao Bao body, only for the Chong The wonderful Taoist people blocked the fatal blow of the devil's head. The old man who knew the goods was shocked and screamed incredulously. He said that this military treasure is only a treasure. He only heard that there are dozens of countries in the middle of Baojuzhou, and the royal treasury of the ancient Shu Kingdom. There is a value-for-money Jiamao. It is rumored that there was the first person in the Songxi State-owned martial art, and the bid for six thousand small snow money, purchased with the ancient emperor, was rejected.

After that, the young Taoist priests had been lingering on this matter, and did not know how to open up with Chen Ping. Later, the ancient temple changed, and the seven hundred miles of mountain roads, Chen Pingan went very dull, Zhang Shanfeng was even worse with Chen Pingan. Talk once.

Now that I am at Jianshui Mountain Villa, I am going to the Xianjiadukou. I can’t stand the heartache. Zhang Shanfeng confided with the big man of the old rivers and lakes. Xu Yuanxia helped the young Taoist priests to determine two things. First, Chen Ping’s affirmation Clearly the true value of the A pill, at that time, the offer of 500 pieces of snowflake money, was deliberately sold half and sold to Zhang Shanfeng. Second, according to Zhang Shanfeng’s remarks, when Chen Ping’s ride on the Beizhou Luzhou Mountain Range, he lived in the Tianzi’s wing, although there is no doubt that the young boy who is south of the back is the poor origin of the bottom of the city, but obviously owns His own unique opportunity, and for the sake of the goods, Chen Pingan seems to have been less valued, at least to friends.

So this is not purely a owed money, but owes a troublesome thing for the big man.

In the end, Xu Yuanxia did not directly tell Zhang Shanfeng how to do it, but said two sentences. One sentence is not to pay the goodwill of a friend as a matter of righteousness. The second sentence is that the brothers can settle accounts, and the friendship can last for a long time. Don't feel like being a friend, you can do everything, it is the innocent thought of not growing up.

Then I had Zhang Zifeng’s nephew who wanted to borrow interest, and hoped to send out the mysterious bamboo chopsticks from Qingshen Mountain.

The reason why it is not the white bowl that can slowly absorb the aura of heaven and earth and condense into a drop of nectar, because Zhang Shanfeng himself is a practicing qi, the white bowl is a necessity for Zhang Shanfeng, and it is a necessity for the practice of the road. It is called a long drought and a sweet shower. And Chen Pingan is a pure Wufu, it is not necessary, at most it is only a icing on the cake, even if it receives a white bowl, most of it will only be sold at a discount, and replaced with a small snow money.

Zhang Shanfeng drank the wine, his face was red, and he was drunk: "Xu Big Brother, do you give a trick? The path is really unthinkable."

The big man has a serious saying: "I can't do it. You put on a woman's clothes. I see that Chen is safe. There is no interest in women and women. It is not unambiguous..."

Listening to the nonsense of the big man, the young Taoist sighed, his head on the table, drunk.

A good wine is drunk today, and tomorrow will come tomorrow.

Xu Yuanxia rubbed his beard with his hands, and there were two pictures in his mind. All of them were in the broken temple. The boy was facing a woman with a graceful body and said that the weather would be cold and he would reach out to the fire.

Then, after the woman became a female ghost, she gave the boy a slap in the neck and punched the fist to the soul.

Xu Yuanxia thought of the dinner table again. Chen Pingan talked about the waterfall storm. A young woman with a reverse sickle was punched into the pool.

The man hit a spirit, and he was shocked and warned: "Chen Ping! You shouldn't really like a man?"

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In the main hall of the Jianshui Villa, push the cup for a change, the guest and the host are happy, the wine is intoxicating.

The lobby is covered in large coloured carpets and is the exclusive "lichens" from the National Women's County.

The old Zhuangzhu Song Yuzhuo is still unwilling to show up to welcome the guests. The Shaozong master Song Fengshan is sitting in the main position. He is surrounded by his virtuous wife who is in charge of the internal and external affairs of the villa. Although the young woman has a good family, she is very close. Well, to treat people, the water does not leak, and never hides the brilliance of the husband, so that even if Song Fengshan retreats Wu Jian all year round, the reputation of this little sword fairy in the country is getting bigger and bigger, and finally it is big. It is the time to be able to hold a martial arts conference.

The Jianghu martial art, which is among the best in the country, has been present tonight, in addition to these famous rivers and lakes, the white road giants, and a considerable number of rivers and lakes, some old people who have not appeared in the rivers and lakes for a long time, Most of them are old and rare, and there are even two famous places. They all take this opportunity to reunite their heads and give them a full face.

The brothers and sisters who came from Xiaozhongshan Han, the scholar Han Yuanshan, the girl Han Yuanxue, the two are not the most advanced, because their identity is quite special, belonging to the official family, if the seat is too eye-catching tonight, in fact, Jianshui Both the mountain and the Han are not happy, and will inevitably attract many of the rivers and lakes.

Wang Yiran and Wang Coral's father and daughter in Hengdao Mountain Villa, the seat is more weight than the Han brother and sister, and there are several cases of alcohol.

This girl has a lot of complaints about Han Yuanxue. She feels that she has been left out of the mountain village. Han’s place in the country of the waters should not be affected by this situation. Han Yuanshan, who looks like a literary literary scribe, swayed with a handful of fans, and toasted with one hand, and did not care about it. The other person’s identity was shocking and vulgar, and it was one of the four sacred countries of the “mountain”.

Although there is a Xianjia Ferry in the country, there is no mountain sect in the country, so this is not a very good name. In fact, it means that the most outstanding master of the country is overlooking the rivers and lakes. Wufu. Han Yuanshan has the clean identity of Xiaozhongshan Han, and the center of the temple is in the local officialdom. The family has a lot of predecessors, so wherever they go, the Jianshui Villa in Weizheng is no exception.

A lonely case of a wine table, sitting on the burly and brawny and young girls, in the center of the left hand side, and some cases on both sides are clearly separated from each other, because people in the rivers and lakes know the prominent identity of this person, combing water The first person in the country's underworld, named Dou Yang, looks like a young man. The rumor is already a hundred years old. He is a self-proclaimed cult leader, and he has a dozen people in his devil's head. He is in the south of the country. In the past, in the borders of the Shushui country and the Songxi country, these few decades have been considered safe, and there has been no ups and downs, but the old generation of Jianghu people can be present. This person is deeply hated and more afraid of fear. Fifty years ago, in the country of the waters, in order to compete for the map of the rivers and lakes, three battles of blood, killing the sky, thousands of righteous people killed.

Jianshui Mountain Villa dared to arrange the seat, did not put Dou Yang and his niece aside, and immediately let everyone in the room admire, to the young Song Fengshan, a little more appreciation.

Although Song Fengshan is the master of the association, he is the master of the league, but he is speechless. He just drinks slowly and does not deliberately talk to anyone. Occasionally someone moves out of the incense of the old swordsman to climb with the future martial arts leader. In the relationship, Song Fengshan, who is wearing a green shirt and a short sword, is only returning a glass of wine. Most of them are young women around me. They will treat each other’s rivers and lakes with countless treasures, plus some comments from their ancestors, even The other party's achievements of some of the younger generations of the younger generation, she is clear, this will allow the other party not only does not feel the slightest scorn, but is full of comfort, very face.

People respect me a foot and return a respectful person.

Any young woman who can do it can't pick up the Jianshui Mountain Villa.

The ancient temple that was mistaken for the big devil's head Dou Yang's close-knit niece, looks like a beautiful and tender face, radiant, eyes quietly patrol the four guests, occasionally meet with Han Yuanshan's line of sight, it is also a touch Scattered, but the girl's mouth is tilted, her eyes are flattering, the scholar is also the heart of the gods, making some subtle actions of retribution, the girl is getting more and more - spring heart sprouts, when drinking down, quietly sticking out the tongue and licking a half circle along the cup, see Han Yuanshan His eyes are dry and his mouth is dry. The old sorcerer’s bed is a kung fu. He has personally taught it. He will also scream for a few beautiful and wonderful ghosts. Even if he is talented, he has cultivated the magical secret method. It is difficult to admit defeat.

Dou Yang will pay all of this to his eyes and sneer: "Sang Po Niang, when can you really feel estrus!"

The girl smiled and said: "Hey, do you want to be jealous?"

Dou Yang clipped a chopsticks to the salty and suitable vegetables, and ignored the jokes of the same person.

Love for men and women, the joy of fish and water, compared to the avenue, the summit, count a bird!

Wang Yiran clearly felt the loss of her daughter's demise, and she sneaked into the eyes of Song Fengshan several times, which contained the affection and loss.

Wang Yiran, who is destined to have no good fruit, knows well, but the man did not feel the need to stalk from it. The golden signboard of Jianshui Mountain Villa is not a low-handed Hengdao Mountain Villa. It can be said that the daughter Wang Coral wants to be a qualified future owner, suffers a bit of love, or is like today. It’s not a bad thing to be stunned by a fist, and it’s better to make a big mistake in the future. It’s better to make a big mistake in the future and eat more.

Wang Yiran decided to turn a blind eye to this. On the rivers and lakes, such as the big masters in the eyes of the world, who did not have a few confidantes when they were young? In the end, there are several people who can be compared to each other. How many people are there in the rivers and lakes? When you really stand at the apex of the rivers and lakes, you will find that it is all over the place.

It is said that Han Yuanshan, a deep family of the city, heard that he is best at the Golden House, and the key is to let the woman follow him with sorrow, the daughter of the governor of the real power, the female disciple of the master of the rivers and lakes, the young and cold-stricken The devil head, the fairy who enjoys the reputation of the rivers and lakes, was all included in him.

If the daughter Wang Coral is in love with this person, Wang Yiran will be tough to intervene. He will never allow her daughter to have any involvement with Han Yuanshan. Otherwise, I am afraid that even the Hengdao Mountain Villa will become a dowry for both hands. Obviously, Han Yuanshan is very big and has a far-reaching layout. He must have real high-level people to make suggestions. There is no problem in doing business with such people. You will not earn less, but don’t be a friend with him. It is tantamount to death. .

As for the daughter’s secret love for Song Fengshan, Wang Yiran feels indifferent because Song Fengshan is a native of the rivers and lakes. If one day, if Song Fengshan is willing to marry his daughter as a wife, Wang Yiran does not mind the integration of Hengdao Villa into Jianshui Villa. However, it is necessary to have a knife in Xinshan Villa, and in the future, there must be a surname king in the children. Then there will be only two surnames in the next century of the country, Song and Wang!

Someone sang a toast to drink, Wang Yiran smiled and toasted, Wang Coral, although absent-minded, but this etiquette is still not lacking, followed his father to return a glass of wine.

After putting down the wine glass, Wang Yiran looked at the front and whispered: "I still think about the thing of the back-sword teenager? I think it is a shameful shame not to kill the other person to vent your anger. I advise you that the young man is not an ordinary person, even Song Fengshan has already Think of it as a potential opponent, but Song Lao Jiansheng seems to have a relationship with the teenager. Han Yuanshan has a good guess. The teenager is very likely to be a disciple of the colorful sword national god. This trip is a teacher storm. Hey, the enemy is big, and in order to avoid the limelight, the relationship between Song Jiansheng and the national sword **** of color clothing is so reversed, so he will take care of it, and he will not hesitate to personally teach Ma Lu."

The young woman clenched the handle and her eyes were lowered. "Hey, is that all right? The hateful guy who hides the tail and kills me in the water, I recognize. Even if a punch hurts me, I Also admit defeat! But he is so insulting to me! In front of so many outsiders, what other faces do I have to go to the rivers and lakes? Do you want me to hide in Hengdao Mountain Villa for a lifetime?"

Wang Yiran shot the glass in his hand on the table and sneered: "The face is a battle of victory over the battlefield. It is a best and worst place in the world. Years later, when you are a king of corals, you will become a powerful master of swordsmanship. You will be among the legendary colorful national swordsmen and Song Jiansheng. You will see who will mention the leeches? I will only remember you. Wang Coral defeated which Kendo master, slaughtered how many gangsters, a knife, a knife, a waterfall, a watcher, who does not clap? Who dare?!

The woman's shoulder shivered slightly, bowed her head and said: "But I can't even beat a young swordsman who is younger than me. It's not his enemy. How can you talk to you in the future? The realm of the Grand Master?"

For the central part of Baoshui in the area of ​​the country, the martial arts and the six martial arts are the ultimate in pure Wufu. Going up, for hundreds of years, no one knows the scenery of the realm. It can be regarded as the invincible "Great Warrior" in the world. "". According to legend, when the national sword **** of the color coat retired from the peak of the mountain forest, he once touched the threshold, but in the end he did not know why the realm fell, and he was disheartened and completely withdrawn from the rivers and lakes.

The old sword, the holy Song Yu, is not blunt, and he has no hope of the realm of the gods in this life.

If Chen Ping knows this, he may have to be stunned again. After all, Zhu He, the four-dimensional martial artist who came out of the 骊珠洞天, knows that Jiujing is the end of the martial arts. Of course, Zhu He did not have a glimpse of the martial arts. In fact, soon after, Song Changjing and Li Er successively entered the tenth world. The eleventh territory is the real martial apex, which is the true name of the **** of martial arts, and the old man Cui, who teaches Chen Ping’s "the strongest three realms", just misses the eleventh.

The water has a depth and the mountain has a height.

Chen Ping’s hometown, Zhuzhu Dongtian, nowadays, Dalong Longquan County belongs to the quirky place where the whole Baobaozhou has the deepest water, the highest mountain and the most embarrassing situation.

In that place, the six-day "big demon" of the Huang Tingguo side, such as the Tsing Yi Children, is simply embarrassed to say hello to people, because they are afraid of being knocked to death by somehow, and now the biggest dream is to practice well. , strive to become a hero who kills two punches.

It’s no wonder that Tsing Yi’s children will be confused, and they will not understand one thing when they break their heads. “How did my grandfather live today?”

Chen Pingan actually didn’t know the answer, just like a little bit of it.

In fact, at the beginning, some people didn't want him to die. Later, when the birds came to the end of the bird's bow, some of the big men who wanted him to die, they met a teacher, and he told Chen Ping. Losing hope for the world, and a sabre man wearing a hat, he told Chen Ping how to deal with the world, at the same time, Chen Pingan also quickly grew up, and eventually got out of the game early.

However, during this process, the hardships of life, all kinds of difficult choices involving the heart, many undercurrents and dangers, the mud and bottle alleys suffered from the physical and mental tempering, not enough for outsiders.

This mud bottle, which has a magic weapon and a precious sword, is now walking alone in the rivers and lakes, or is only willing to buy the cheapest wine.

Of course, he started practicing boxing now, in a fresh way different from the six-step walking pile and the sword furnace.

On the other side of the waterfall, this time, Chen Ping did not bear the sword, and chose to stay in the yard, because there are the big man and the young Taoist who he believed.

But the hip flask is still not at the waist.

Walking outside the mountains and rivers, don't make trouble, don't be afraid of things, then take care of everything and save your life. This is Chen Ping's rivers and lakes.

Chen Pingan once again stepped on the railing of the water, just hopping to jump to the amazing waterfall, thinking about it, or taking a step forward, stepping on the stone platform, so as not to be punched out due to full force, accidentally The foot broke the wooden railing, even if the Song predecessors must not lose their own money, but after all, it is not a matter.

Chen Pingan took a deep breath, the soles rubbed against the ground, and the wrists were gently twisted a few times.

This first punch, first test the weight and thickness of the waterfall.

Let's try it with seven or eight points.

Chen Pingan stepped out and the ground rang loudly, but the sound of the waterfall was so loud that it was enough to cover the movement of this foot.

Chen Ping’s figure is like a bed of arrows, and the arrow rushes to the waterfall.

The momentum is like a rainbow, and it is a punch.

The fist penetrated the depths of the waterfall, but when the entire arm almost crossed the waterfall curtain, the head and shoulders were smashed by the waterfall. Chen Ping’s body was forced to tilt and was instantly slammed. I fell into the depths of the water pool, and I was dragged by the turbulent water flow. I finally turned a head around the relatively smooth water surface near the otter. Chen Ping took a deep pool of water and jumped to the otter, standing outside the railing. On the base, I only felt that my head was dizzy, especially the punching arm and the shoulders on both sides of the fire. The key point was that the depth of the pool was so sloppy, and Chen Ping’s head was not hit hard.

Fortunately, in the fall of the mangosteen building quenching body, Chen Pingan eats the hard food to eat at home, this point is far from hurting the body and the deep soul of the soul, even if it is not scratching it, Chen Pingan still feels very light and light.

The second punch, Chen Pingan used nine points of strength, and the old man who Cui called his old man to teach him to open the way, trying to break the water curtain with a fist, a boxing stone behind the waterfall.

It is a pity that the fist touched the surface of the stone wall slightly, and the whole person was poured into the bottom of the water by the general pouring of the mountain.

Once again, from the surface of the water, returning to the water and standing outside the station, Chen Ping did not change the breath of the rapid flow of this time, hard to slap the instinct of the fire, such as the fire dragon, and sighed again, and again gave the waterfall a very strength. A punch of momentum.

This time, Chen Ping’s fist succeeded in squatting on the cold stone wall at the end of the waterfall curtain, but it was slightly weak, let alone a pothole. I am afraid that even the traces of Ding could not be left.

Under the moonlight.

Chen Tian, ​​who was tempted by the turmoil of Dantian, had to spit out a smoldering gas. He slowly breathed with Yang’s old man’s breathing technique. The 18-segment sword flowed, and the practice made perfect. He had already become the instinct of Chen Ping’s, and he could drool himself without deliberate control. After a dozen or so, the nicknames are different from the names of today's qifu. Previously stuck between the six and seven stops, and now it is stuck between twelve and thirteen, just like being blocked by the chasm.

Chen Pingan calmed his breath and made a punch to the waterfall for the fourth time.

After repeated, after dozens of punches, Chen Pingan can only stand back against the railings to stand still, simply sit down cross-legged, in the smooth air gap, also take off the wine gourd, start slowly drinking.

Chen Pingan looked up at the top of the moon, the book said that the month is the hometown of Ming, also said that the moon surges, and that the sea is full of tides.

The moon in the hometown is full of moons. The teenager who worked hard for the sake of his livelihood has long known that he has seen it many times. He has seen it with Liu Yuyang, and he has seen it with the small nose worm, and for a long time, except for the Mid-Autumn Festival, the rest. Chen Pingan did not feel anything. I went out to travel twice, and I saw the magnificent scenery of the stars and the vast rivers and the rivers. It is really beautiful. Now, in order to send the sword to the downhill, we must rush to the oldest city in the south. I don’t know the sea. The beauty of the moon will be so beautiful.

Chen Ping put away his thoughts, stood up, don't raise swords, and started the next round of punches. He set the rules for himself, and he must make a three-handed iron ride. The bare-footed old man in the bamboo building once laughed, killing the sand field, Jin Ge iron horse, and the fine horse riding under the sun. It would never be a soft egg that was smashed once or twice.

After being squatted by the huge waterfall head again and again, Chen Ping’s body was more and more clear, and the perception of pain became more and more clear. This time, Chen Pingan was lying directly on the platform and gasping.

If at the time of the fall of the mountain, the old man of Cui surnamed just from the beginning to the end, punching out alone, tempering the soul of Chen Ping’s body and letting him passively beaten, but without asking Chen Ping’s own “peeling cramps”, without these horrible acts, maybe Chen Peaceful training today can only stop here, no more thoughts of punching.

On one occasion, the bare-footed old man overlooked Chen Ping, who fell in a pool of blood, sneered: "I can't eat this bitter bite, I still want to be in the Nine Realms?"

At the time, Chen Ping only wanted to swear by the old man. It was a pity that he had more than enough strength and could not say a word.

Compared to the suffering suffered by Luoshan Mountain, now is the blessing!

But the rivers and lakes can not go farther and farther, but the more they are not used to suffering.

Chen Ping, who was silent in his heart, slowly got up and punched his teeth again.

After a quarter of an hour, the waterfall falls, and the water pool is still booming. It seems to be ridiculing the juvenile's incompetence, eucalyptus.

Chen Ping’s face floated on the water, wide-eyed and looked into the sky.

Once again, I went out to punch, and Chen Pingan screamed, "Give me open!"

The water curtain of the waterfall was indeed hit by a big hole, and it was fleeting. Chen Ping’s fist slammed on the stone wall. The whole body almost passed through the waterfall, but it was quickly hit by no suspense. After entering the bottom of the water, after drifting around the water in the deep pool, climbed the platform.

Just so intermittently, stop and rest, in the middle of the night, Chen Ping, who was in the middle of the soup, sat on the railing, just trembled and lifted the jug, and took a sip of the flower buds, and felt the throat was hot, the liver was hot, and he had to raise it. Sword, don't dare to drink even a small mouth.

In the distance, the Jianshui Villa lanterns are hung high, and the banquet is far from over. There are young women who are also disciples of the village, and they are cheering for the guests.

Chen Pingan squinted his head and stared at the waterfall that seemed to be invincible.

Chen Ping’s last punch, using the gods and drums, smashing the water all the way to the water, and approaching the waterfall, once and for all, with fists and arms through the waterfall...

When the manpower is exhausted, Chen Pingan knows that he can stop his fists tonight. He is exhausted and continues to fight the waterfall. Maybe one will be rushed to the bottom of the pool, completely fainted, and finally floated. The body.

Chen Pingan walked out of the water in a wet way, passing the mountain pavilion and returning to the yard.

I only slept for less than three hours. The next morning, Chen Ping’s sorrel had eaten breakfast, and went to the waterfalls in six steps.

Until noon, the original road returned, only this time, Chen Pingan had to let Zhang Shanfeng tell Jianshui Villa, he needs a big bucket, wait until the Chu Laoguan dispatched the trustworthy mountain village, moved to the bucket, filled with heat After the water, Chen Pingan closed the door and soaked it.

The medicinal materials that Wei Wei purchased from Niujiaoshan Baozhanzhai were only used three times, and Rouge County used it once. After this time, only the last chance was left.

Today, Jianshui Mountain Villa is still welcoming the various rivers and lakes who are coming to the door successively. Tomorrow is the Huang Daoji Day of the election of the martial arts ally.

So better, the green forest heroes, rivers and lakes heroes are busy walking around the door, or they can learn from each other, or ask the predecessors to ask questions, or go to the big master to mix their faces, come and go, in groups, lively and extraordinary.

In the night, Chen Pingan had dinner with Xu Yuanxia Zhang Shanfeng and went to the waterfall alone.

This time, Chen Pingping, in addition to the boxing strokes taught by the old man Cui, was in a pool of water about two feet away from the water. It was not in the middle of the waterfall. There was a towering stone pier and a chessboard size. I don’t know why. Under the impact of the water flow, it was not cut off. Chen Ping’s whimsy, standing on the stone, standing still with the sword furnace, let the waterfall flood the top of the head, and was beaten by Chen Ping. I had to stand in a standing position, and finally I sat down and fell into the water.

After several times, Chen Pingan was able to stick to the small semi-musk with the sword stove, and then insisted on the semi-musk with the sitting posture of the head, and finally lowered his head and extended beyond the waterfall to make the back more bear the impact. Just together, I have a good time. Compared with the punching waterfall, Chen Pingan was surprised to find that this kind of "not moving like a mountain" is more beneficial, and between the vague, the body is a bit of a gas, such as the wind blowing, the seat of the government is loose, eighteen Stopping the sword and running, it is getting faster and faster.

I found this unexpected joy, let Chen Pingan sip a good wine, the result is burning in the stomach, Chen Pingan had to sneak in the leeches, licking his mouth.

Going to the bottom of the waterfall for several times, in the middle of the night, the moonlight is still the same, the songs and dances of Jianshui Mountain Villa are getting stronger and louder, and the youngsters are eager to walk back to the yard. There are buckets in the house, and they are waiting outside the hospital all day, on call. A mountain sergeant, Pei Ping, used the last medicinal herbs.

This time, Chen Pingan’s long-lost slumber, went straight to the top of the sun.

After eating a full meal, I left the yard with enthusiasm, and the two mountain village swordsmen smiled and nodded, slowly walked through the landscape pavilion, and came to the waterfall and the two sides for nearly a hundred years. The otter, I heard that Jianshui Mountain Villa was built in six or seven decades. This nameless otter existed early, but it was only a long time ago. The world used to divide the otter into Jianshui Mountain Villa.

When Chen Ping went away, he went away.

Two bored girl swordsmen whispered together and whispered.

A goose egg face girl said that the foreigner is really a weirdo. The other person laughed and said that it was not a weirdo. How can we let our old owners look at each other?

The goose egg face girl will be a fun companion. Although the son is not as good as the young owner, but also clear and beautiful, do you like it or not?

In addition, the girl swordsman said that she had seen the peerless style of Shaozhuang, but could not see other men.

The two girls squatted and sneered around, and for them, practicing swords at Jianshui Mountain Villa was a blessing for Tianda. Later, they might be arranged under the arrangement of the Buddha’s heart. To a forward-looking Jinhu Junyan, but Jianshui Villa will always be their maiden, and they will not have to worry about the turmoil of the rivers and lakes.

When Chen Pingan was near the water, he found that the old Songs sat on the bench early.

Stepping up the steps, sitting oppositely, looking sideways to the waterfall, Song Yu burned back the line of sight, looked at Chen Pingan, nodded and admired: "It's a bit of a head, it's amazing."

Chen Pingan grinned.

Song Yuhuan asked: "Is the brewer's own brewed wine taste better?"

Chen Pingan scratched his head and said: "It’s too much to drink. When I buy wine later, I have a headache."

Song Yuburn can not help but, "Why, you will lose money?"

Chen Ping thought for a moment, honestly said: "Now there is no shortage of money, but drinking like this does not seem to be good for practicing boxing. I will feel that spending this money is to save money. Just drinking and drinking is a habit. If There is no wine in the jug around, it will be empty."

Song Yu burned and said: "You are not a married woman. The big men have money to drink, drink the best wine, and they are justified.

Chen Pingan shook his head and said: "It is still necessary to save money. Nowadays, drinking is a habit, there is no way to change it, but if you develop the habit of making big hands and feet, I have to regret it."

Song Yu burned his fingers and ordered a little boy. "You can't be a rich man in your life."

Chen Pingan smiled brilliantly: "There is a meal in the meal, and there is wine in the meal. It is already very good."

Song Yu was infected by the emotions of the teenager, and he also had some smiles. "Who will cook for you, who will buy you wine?"

Chen Pingan blurted out and said: "With my wife, I still cook, I buy wine!"

Song Yu burned and snorted: "Gua Pei! You don't seem to be a scorpion, swearing a daughter-in-law, is it just to treat her as a bodhisattva? I don't want the old ladies, they are not for three days. The master of the tile?"

Chen Pingan was a little bit timid, and took a sip of the wine gourd.

The girl he likes, she said that she can hit a hundred Chen Ping with one hand.

Does he dare to have this idea and must not be killed alive?

Besides, even now I like people who can't say anything, and God knows what her future wife is.

Of course, if you can surname Ning is the best.

Chen Pingan is silly and happy.

Song Yuzhu looked at the teenager who traveled thousands of miles, but he said: "It turned out to be a melon."

Song Yuburn is too lazy to instill in the young man the thought of a good man in the rivers and lakes to conquer the feelings of the wife, to converge on the look, and to solemnly say: "From the three broken four, in addition to the impurities of the body of the martial arts body, it is necessary to bit by bit to be quenched and removed. Begin to pay attention to the state of mind, the boxing method, to be clear and unobtrusive, to understand the essence of the word, to strengthen the invincible heart, to give birth to a husband to be the imprisonment of the Wanfu! The swordsman must reach the sword heart clear, things I forget, only There is a sword innocent, you can swear ghosts! Chen Ping, you really have a firm heart?"

At the end of the day, Song Yu burned a sharp look, and his voice was very loud. He almost glared at Chen Pingan.

Chen Pingan and his heart, did not move, nodded: "I believe that one thing will never change."

Song Yu burned up and stood up, and his body was magnificent. Like the pressure of a sword like a waterfall, he was a teenager. "It’s so loud, it’s so light! I don’t think you are really transparent!"

Chen Ping followed up and stood up, his eyes bright. "The old Songs, in fact, the mood you said, the obstacles, the transparency, the true meaning of these words, I don't really understand, but I just think..."

Chen Pingan said here, turned his head and stretched his finger to the fairy-like waterfall. "I must punch through the whole waterfall and make a punch on the stone wall. I even think that sooner or later, I will I will hit the waterfall back in a punch, hit the big water, and I can't press my head again!"

Song Yu burned suddenly and angered: "If this is the case, do not punch at this time, but when?"

Almost pure instinct, Chen Pingan sideways, facing the waterfall outside the otter, stepping back a few steps, standing on the top of the stairs, posing an ancient boxing frame where the old man Cui surname never mentioned the name, as Start-up, in one go.

Even if the waters of the national swords and holy Song Yu are in the water, burning Chen’s eyes are no longer Song Yu, and even the entire otter is gone. Only between the heavens and the earth, only the opponents of the fists are falling from the sky. waterfall!

Chen Pingan’s trip to the south, the six-step piles are slower and slower.

But this time, Chen Pingan went fast, the fastest!

The pace was so great that the last step of the six-step pile directly smashed the shovel railings and stepped on the platform. The head of the otter stepped to the edge of the pedestal outside the railing, and the teenager stepped on six footprints. Then, rushing away, the boxing is thick, such as a sleeve wrapped around the dragon.

A fist broke through the waterfall, Chen Pingan rushed into the water curtain, and his fist slammed on the stone wall.

The stone wall suddenly burst, and numerous gravel rebounded, and countless waterfalls were blown up.

This is not only the case, Chen Pingan exchanges around, punches and punches, once and for all, slamming on the stone wall.

This is the real atmosphere of the gods and drums.

There are countless flying stones and the waterfalls are turbulent.

The otter was over the waterfall, and because of the large amount of water, there was a gorgeous rainbow.

After the hands were negative, Song Yu, who stood in the leeches, screamed at the wind and blew his eyes. The double sleeves were hunting and the old man looked up at the rainbow of human resources. He laughed happily: nice!"