Chapter 3360: Chen Pingan, the Dharma Master, throws a million punches!

"Junior sister, please listen to my explanation. It's not what you think. It's that bitch A Liang who is obsessed with Lu Zhi's legs!"

A pure swordsman in the Fourteenth Level and the number one swordsman in the world followed the girl and kept explaining, looking very humble.

In the Mud Bottle Alley, Zhou Jue was sitting in a small courtyard with a small bench under his buttocks. His whole body was curled up. He looked very funny. He had a hopeless expression on his face, as if he was in mourning. He made a mistake. Chen Qiangu hated it, but he just said a few words and was overheard by his junior sister. His reputation was completely ruined.

"Hey! I'm really not the kind of person who blames Ah Liang for his stupidity. I really suffered a lot from him!"

Zhou Jue was cursing, with an angry look on his face, and some inexplicable guilt. He didn't dare to look directly at the girl in the room. He curled up into a ball, like a dog, nestled in a corner, and wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground. middle.

Ning Yao's big eyes flashed with a smile, her long eyebrows like narrow knives were raised slightly, the corners of her mouth were raised, and she smiled brightly. She finally grasped the handle of her senior brother and gained a slight upper hand in front of him.

Suddenly, the door of the small courtyard covered with traces of time was pushed open by a hand. Chen Pingan walked in carrying two cages of steaming buns. He looked at Zhou Jue who was curled up on the small bench, with a smile on his face. With a somewhat surprised expression, this man felt like an eggplant beaten by frost. He had lost all energy and energy, and looked extremely decadent. Could it be that something big had happened that he didn't know about.

"Mr. Zhou, are you okay?"

The straw-shoe boy was a warm-hearted person. He stopped and looked at Zhou Jue who was curled up in a ball with concern, and asked softly.

"What can happen to me? I'm fine!"

Zhou Jue immediately straightened up, held his head high, and acted as if he was fine and nothing was wrong. However, his eyes that were constantly turning did not dare to look into the room, and he was evasive. It looked like he was bluffing, strong on the outside but hard on the inside.

"He's really fine, he just misses his legs!"

Ning Yao's somewhat teasing voice came from inside the house, making Chen Ping'an confused and confused.

Fortunately, the straw-shoe boy was broad-minded and could not understand or think clearly. He would not take it to heart, let alone ask for details. He scratched his head in embarrassment, with a clean smile on his face, lifted the bun in his hand, and faced Zhou Jue and the others said.

"I bought steamed buns from the breakfast shop. They were freshly baked and still warm!"

"Some people shouldn't need it. After all, they drank all night and messed up their legs in the middle of the night talking!"

Ning Yao knew how to make up for it, and he kept poking at Zhou Jue's wounds, causing Zhou Jue's head to lower again. The pressure on his whole body was inexplicably lowered, and he was still muttering in his mouth.

"I drank wine all night on an empty stomach, and my stomach feels bad. I just need something to eat!"

Ning Yao was just teasing Zhou Jue. Seeing his pitiful look, he was embarrassed to continue teasing, rolled his eyes angrily and said.

"You have already reached the fourteenth level. Even if you drink wine continuously for a hundred years, it will not cause any harm to your body. You will only pretend to be pitiful!"

Seeing that Ning Yao no longer talked about Lu Zhi's legs and saved some face for himself, Zhou Jue secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The trick of pretending to be pitiful really worked. If Chen Ping'an knew about this, his worldly noble The image of a person is probably about to collapse.

Zhou Jue reached out and picked up two big meat buns, bit into half of them, and devoured them hungrily. He looked like a starved ghost reincarnated, and his eating appearance was extremely ugly.

Ning Yao's eating appearance is not very elegant. He holds a big meat bun in both hands and lowers his head to eat it. There is no pretense, elegant and dignified. Every move is natural and generous. He is cheerful and clear. He has a unique style. He has seen it with the straw sandals boy. The other women are different.

Chen Pingan had seen a young girl in green before. She was beautiful, charming, and shy. She liked to eat very much and had a huge appetite. One person could eat as much as a mountain of food. Especially this girl had the temperament of a mature woman. Her charm is so beautiful that her toes are not visible when she lowers her head. She is absolutely stunning in the world.

Among the three, only Chen Pingan looked normal when eating. He was holding a bun in his hand and eating in small bites. Although the speed was not slow, compared to the other two, he looked very delicate and even a little elegant.

"You don't look like a big man, but like a little girl. You eat too delicately and lack masculinity!"

Zhou Jue finished the two big meat buns in a few mouthfuls. Looking at Chen Pingan's eating appearance, he frowned and said very dissatisfied.

Chen Ping'an stopped what he was doing, glanced at Zhou Jue innocently, opened his mouth wide, fiercely stuffed more than half of the remaining bun into his mouth, and started chewing it. He looked much rougher, but he chewed After a long time, he swallowed hard, his face turned red and his neck was thick with choking, and he rolled his eyes. It was Zhou Jue who handed him a bowl of water, which saved his life.

"Forget it, your body is too weak, even a bun can choke you to death. You need to train hard!"

"After breakfast, Ning Yao, you can teach him something so that he can strengthen his body and prolong his life!"

Zhou Jue looked at Chen Ping'an with disgust, but said the exact opposite, which made Ning Yao look at his senior brother in surprise. The straw-shoe boy in front of him had extremely poor basic skills. Later, he acquired a good understanding, but He also couldn't understand why his senior brother valued and cared for him so much and even asked him to teach him some skills.

Immediately, the girl became a little troubled, her sword eyebrows knitted together, and she secretly thought about what to do about this matter.

"The swordsmanship passed down from our family, whether it is the mental techniques of sword tactics or the methods used to temper the body and soul, are all unique secrets that are not taught. I have not learned them all, so how can I dare to teach others. And I don't I have learned those superficial things, otherwise I can give him a clear path, now where can I find this entry-level secret book with the lowest threshold? "

Ning Yao looked at Zhou Jue helplessly with a sad face, and said in a low voice.

"Senior brother, I'm pretty good at killing people. I'm four to five times as good as my mother, but I'm really not good at teaching people!"

Zhou Jue glanced sideways at the girl, unable to conceal his disgust, and struck the junior sister mercilessly.

"Master's wife's ability is only four to five points? You're still far behind!"

Yao Ying is a great swordsman in the twelfth realm, and Ning Yao is just a monk in the golden elixir realm. There is a gap of three realms between the two, and there is a chasm between the middle fifth realm and the upper fifth realm. The difference in strength is dozens of times. Ning Yao To say that I have 40% of Yao Ying's abilities is to put gold on my face.

Ning Yao's bragging was exposed by Zhou Jue on the spot, which made her face change. She felt that she couldn't hold her head up in front of Chen Pingan, so she continued to argue.

"Senior brother, you don't believe in my strength?"

"It's not that I don't believe it, it's impossible. If you were four or five points as good as my wife, you wouldn't have been seriously injured by that old eunuch. You could kill him with one sword!"

Zhou Jue raised his head, looked at the girl in black with a half-smile, and said again with a bit of joking in his eyes.

"If you are not convinced, among the people who entered Lizhu Cave Sky Town, the old ape from Zhengyang Mountain is considered to be the most powerful. He is an ancient ferocious beast and has the cultivation level of the 11th Jade Pu Realm. He can probably have Master Wife’s strength was only three or four points before he was born. You can try the sword with him to measure your own strength!”

As soon as Zhou Jue said this, Ning Yao immediately calmed down. Moving Mountain Monkey is a great monk in the upper five realms. Even in the Lizhu Cave Heaven, his realm cultivation is suppressed. He can blow himself up with one hand, unless he wants to. He used his trump card, the Immortal Sword of Innocence, to destroy both his jade and his jade.

"Ahem, now that my injury has not healed, it is difficult for me to exert my full strength. Let's forget it this time!"

The girl in black also wanted to save face. She glanced at Zhou Jue with evasive eyes, and still chose an excuse for herself to save some face in front of Chen Pingan.

It's just that the straw-shoe boy is not stupid, so he can't see the girl's guilty conscience. It's just that he is kind and has never exposed it.

"You don't need to worry about the secret book. I have a book of Shaking Mountain Fist here. You can take it and learn it. Just give it to Chen Pingan!"

Zhou Jue reached out and took out a book from his arms. He threw it casually and drew an arc before landing in front of Ning Yao, who caught it easily.

Ning Yao opened the book, and pictures came into view. A majestic figure emerged from the depths of his mind, exuding a fierce and powerful aura. He slowly stretched out his right hand, clenched his five fingers, and aimed at the towering tower in front of him. With a slight wave of the mountain, the sky and the earth shattered, the mountains collapsed, huge rocks flew, and there was an endless roar between heaven and earth. The scene was extremely horrifying.

"Ugh!"

Ning Yao snorted, and his long eyebrows, which were not as sharp as willow leaves, knitted together. A hint of horror flashed through his big, bright and heroic eyes, and his pretty face turned pale, as if he couldn't bear the vast and boundless fist. The small bench beneath her was instantly shattered, turned into powder, and scattered all over the floor. Her feet sank slightly into the ground, as if she were carrying a huge mountain on her shoulders, and her body was shaking non-stop.

"What a domineering mountain-shaking fist, what a terrifying fist intention, what a brilliant martial arts technique!"

Ning Yao quickly closed the book. She had already understood the secret of the Mountain-shaking Fist through the true meaning of martial arts contained in the secret book. Although she did not dare to say that she had reached the pinnacle, she could still be considered a master.

Ning Yao is a natural swordsman. His strength, understanding, talent, and knowledge are all the best. He is one of the best. Although this Mountain Shaking Fist seems to have simple moves, the most important thing is the heart, and it is a stupid skill, but she He can still comprehend quickly, far beyond ordinary people.

"Chen Pingan, are you full?"

Chen Pingan nodded and quickly stood up, indicating that he was completely full and could learn boxing at any time. He cherishes this hard-won opportunity very much. What kind of person is Zhou Jue? He is the best swordsman in the world and a first-class existence among immortals and gods. Just a little thing flowing out from his fingers can benefit him for the rest of his life.

"Miss Ning, I'm full!"

"That's good!"

Ning Yao was dressed in black, clean and handsome, with a heroic appearance. He had a long sword on his waist, and the swordsman's fierce and sharp aura overflowed, making people dare not offend him.

"If you want to learn Shanshanquan, you need to do three things first before learning the boxing postures. Sleeping on the stance. Sleeping on the stance pays more attention to the accumulation of acupoints and the flow of breath. It is difficult to describe it in words. Let's not talk about it for now. Standing and walking There is no need to think too much about talent and bones. If you persist in following the boxing moves for a long time, you will eventually be able to embark on the right path. Even if you are born with poor bones and cannot enter the martial arts, it will be enough to strengthen your body. Longer life!”

Ning Yao was amazed in his heart. This book of Shaking Mountain Fist can be said to be tailor-made for Chen Pingan. The ink on the boxing manual is very new. It should be a new boxing method created by his senior brother based on Chen Pingan's situation. I really don't know this. What is it about the silly boy that is valued by the senior brother that actually makes the lazy senior brother willing to take care of him like this?

"I'll show you how to walk first. Watch carefully!"

Ning Yao did not find out what Zhou Jue had done. After thinking for a moment, she took six steps forward, three small steps and three big steps. When she stepped down hard on the last step, the mud floor of the whole house seemed to tremble. There was a dull vibration.

The girl did it in one go, seemingly in an understatement, but in fact, she moved smoothly, giving people an inexplicable feeling. Just like the Milky Way falling from the sky and flying down three thousand feet, it is natural and logical, the Great Way is like this, and it contains terrifying power. This power is round and round, extremely gentle, just like a willow leaf falling off and spinning endlessly in the air.

"Do you understand? Come and try!"

Chen Ping'an memorized all the movements in his heart, took a deep breath, and began to try again according to his memory. His body was swaying like a drunken drunkard.

Chen Ping'an stopped what he was doing, his brows furrowed, his pure and sincere eyes full of confusion and confusion, and he didn't understand why this was happening.

"Do it again!"

Ning Yao turned into a stern master at this time, with a fierce light in his big eyes, and shouted loudly at Chen Pingan.

Chen Ping'an didn't dare to disobey the girl's order and tried three times in a row before he got better and completed the walking maneuver awkwardly.

Ning Yao looked at the clumsy Chen Pingan, the expression on his face was extremely gloomy, as if a thunderstorm was about to come, which made Chen Pingan feel scared and did not dare to look directly at him.

Ning Yao really couldn't imagine how there could be an idiot like Chen Ping'an in the world, with such no understanding of martial arts and such poor talent. She has stood at the very top of the kendo since she was a child. Her background, talent, talent, and vision are all top-notch. She cannot understand at all how those people climbed the mountain step by step at the foot of the mountain that was a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from her. , let alone understand why those people are staggering.

In the end, Ning Yao was really at her wits end, fearing that she would draw a knife and kill someone if she couldn't help it anymore, so she had an idea, patted Chen Pingan on the shoulder, and said comforting words.

"Chen Ping'an, you will see the meaning after reading it a hundred times. The same is true for practicing martial arts. If you can't get rid of the taste after practicing tens of thousands of punches, then use hundreds of thousands or one million punches! The stupid bird will fly first. Don't be discouraged. Slow down. Take your time and practice this move over and over again.”

Chen Ping'an had heard from Song Jixin that the book was worth thousands of volumes, and his writing was like a god. He thought what Ning Yao said was reasonable, and nodded to the girl in black very seriously, saying gratefully.

"Miss Ning, thank you for your advice, I will definitely practice a million times!"

After saying that, Chen Ping'an was so engrossed in walking that he didn't even notice the strange expression on the face of the girl in black.

Ning Yao looked at the serious Chen Ping'an, his face changing, then he looked at Zhou Jue who was still chewing the big bun, and whispered.

"Brother, why do I feel like I dug a huge hole for this guy? He doesn't really have to practice punching a million times, does he? Will this guy be unable to climb out?"

Zhou Jue swallowed the remaining bun in his hand, chewed it a few times, swallowed it, showed a faint smile on his face, and praised Ning Yao.

"You taught well. Chen Ping'an needs to be taught like this. It'll be okay!"

Zhou Jue's recognition and praise made Ning Yao more and more uneasy. She felt as if she had led Chen Ping'an into an abyss, and he would never be able to climb out of it. After all, she knew how shady her senior brother was.

A-Liang has a notorious reputation on the Great Wall of Sword Qi. Zhou Jue and A-Liang are close friends. They are the same as each other. Their reputations are not much better. He often deceives people. However, he acts in a more subtle and low-key way, so he is not as good as A-Liang. People shouted for beating.

Chen Ping'an's journey of millions of punches is his arduous journey of writing martial arts legends with sweat as ink. His bridge to immortality was broken, and his path to spiritual practice was almost cut off. Only by regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, without fear of wind, frost, rain, snow, and constantly pumping fists, from thousands to tens of thousands, to hundreds of thousands, to millions, experiencing countless setbacks and pain, and always gritting one's teeth and persevering, can one change. You have to be strong enough to protect everything you hold dear.

When Chen Pingan punches a million punches, it is not just a number, but a monument forged with sweat and perseverance. These millions of punches can transform this straw-shoe boy in Mud Bottle Alley, turn his cocoon into a butterfly, and grow into the master of Luoshan Mountain and a martial arts powerhouse that attracts the attention of the world.

"Senior brother, are you kidding?"

Ning Yao frowned. She was cheerful and heroic, and acted more like a man. She looked at Zhou Jue solemnly and asked.

Although Ning Yao did not understand Chen Pingan's martial arts qualifications, he did not want to deceive Chen Pingan, a silly boy who was a good person. He hoped that he could embark on the path of martial arts, enter the palace, and change.

"Junior sister, Chen Ping'an is neither me nor you. Our cultivation method is not suitable for him. He has a stubborn temperament, a firm mind, and an aura of perseverance. The most suitable path for him is to punch millions of punches and fight with sweat. and perseverance create a monument of martial arts!”

Zhou Jue stood up and put his hands behind his back. As the number one swordsman in the world and a pure swordsman who has reached the fourteenth realm, he has an aura of Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi. His grandmaster demeanor made Ning Yao relax his brows. I chose to trust my senior brother’s judgment.

Chen Ping'an was completely unaware of all this. He was immersed in practicing boxing, forgetting all things and me, focusing on everything. There was only Shanshan Fist in his mind. The movements in his hands were clumsy and rough. Ning Yao frowned when he saw it. In the end, he couldn't help it. , returned to the house and chose to stay out of sight.

However, Ning Yao didn't know that Chen Ping'an's martial arts qualifications were not that bad. He just had short eyesight and slow hands. His eyesight was too good, but his hands and feet couldn't keep up. Because Chen Ping'an sees it so clearly and realistically, he is too harsh on every aspect, going too far and not doing enough, and his hands and feet can't keep up, which makes him look particularly ridiculous, but there is a rare and precious similarity hidden under his clumsy and crude movements.

In fact, even if Chen Pingan imitated Ning Yao, a natural swordsman, walking like a post, even if he was 90% similar in appearance, it was not as precious as this one point of similarity.

Of course, all this did not escape Zhou Jue's keen eyes. He nodded silently and praised.

"A child can be taught, and a rotten wood can be carved!"

Chen Pingan looked thin, but his physical strength was not weak. This was the result of his years of training to make a living. He practiced walking like a post for a full hour before he felt exhausted and woke up. His clothes were soaked with sweat, his hair was wet, his breathing was heavy, and he sat on the ground exhausted.