He has always regarded himself as a sword cultivator, otherwise there would not have been the city-wide swordfight with Chen Qingdu on the Sword Qi Great Wall.

Zheng Dafeng made a gesture of raising his head to drink, and said with a smile: "Want some? I am idle anyway. I drink good wine, and you pour out the bitter water."

The old deaf man nodded and led Zheng Dafeng to find some wine. He didn't have any immortal wine, but the Taoist priests had some in their huts.

It's not that the old deaf boy doesn't have his natal flying sword, but every family has sutras that are difficult to recite. His sword practice is extremely special, just because he has two natal flying swords. The problem is that the two flying swords' natal magical powers are incompatible with each other.

! If you practice any one sword alone, you have to practice it with the other two flying swords? It sounds simple, but it is like a pure martial artist who does not teach boxing every day, so he has to beat himself and wear down his body.

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The hardships here cannot be explained to outsiders.

It is not difficult to practice Taoism!

Sword refining is so hard!

It's just that the old deaf man never tells anyone such secrets that involve the fundamentals of the Dao. What's more, in the Great Wall of Sword Qi, who can he, a demon sword cultivator, tell this to?

In the early years, the boss Sword Immortal said that your situation was not uncommon ten thousand years ago. Of course, there are some ancient methods that can solve it.

The old deaf child felt as if he had been granted amnesty, so he knelt down at the hut at the top of the city and begged Chen Qingdu for advice on how to solve the problem.

Unexpectedly, Chen Qingdu then said, I don't know the solution. You worshiped in the wrong temple and cried in the wrong grave.

The old deaf child was so heartbroken that he just lay down on the ground and cried loudly.

Maybe Chen Qing felt sorry for him and said, just wait patiently, maybe one day something unexpected will happen. It should be your fate, you can't escape it, it should be your opportunity, just catch it in the future.

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The old deaf boy stood up and wiped his face.

Chen Qing even said a word, but I was confused.

The old deaf child immediately knelt down and continued to lie down.

In the end, Chen Qingdu helped him up and said with a smile, "With this heart of seeking the truth, there is no opportunity that cannot come to pass."

Originally I just wanted to have a drink, but I couldn't bear it. Brother Dafeng was very good at persuading people to drink. Unknowingly, the old deaf boy was in tears after drinking.

Chen Pingan and Xie Gou left Tianmu and returned to the land, but they did not go to Luopo Mountain, but to the outer city of Dali Capital.

At noon, the sun shines high, like a giant spirit, spreading countless golden colors on the earth.

This is the second time Chen Pingan has stood here. The last time he showed up was in the darkness.

The man in blue shirt and long coat and cloth shoes, the girl in the mink hat, the mountain owner and the worshiper, one was speechless for a long time, looking outside the city, one was sitting on the wall, and the other was a little bored, so he held up the big piece of paper issued by the Ministry of Punishment.

A third-class offering sign.

The officers and soldiers of the outer city school all recognized the identity of Chen Jianxian. They had made a few symbolic inquiries before, but then they did not disturb the young hermit officer.

From noon to dusk and then into the night, until the sky turned white, several groups of patrol soldiers were replaced at the top of the city.

The man in green shirt just looked at the road outside the city and the pedestrians on the road.

In the early morning, after the Great Court Meeting, the Imperial Study Room held a Small Court Meeting as usual. The number of people today was obviously much larger than before. His Majesty the Emperor and a group of important civil and military ministers of the Great Li Dynasty chatted about everything, but it was obvious that together with His Majesty

Internally, I feel a little absent-minded.

From time to time they looked at the empty chair.

Just as the Umrah meeting was about to end, a man in green shirt walked straight into the house, put one hand behind his back, and raised his other hand to give a virtual press.
Chapter completed!