Sword of Coming

Shake the mountain?

The girl in black frowned and reached out to pick up the ancient book.

Unexpectedly, Chen Pingan moved back.

At this moment, the girl in black stiffened and was filled with rage, as if she had never been so humiliated before.

The dignified Ning Yao, not to mention that her parents are both great sword immortals above the twelfth floor, she has been hailed as the top sword immortal embryo since she was born. Even though she has been away from home for so many years, she only competes with others in sword competition. Or maybe she had lost the battle, and no one had ever insulted her character like this. A broken book, and she still needed Ning Yao to use the following methods to read, peep, and possess it?

Ning Yao clenched the handle of the knife and narrowed his particularly eye-catching narrow eyebrows.

Thin eyes and red lips.

That probably describes this girl.

In fact, upon closer inspection, Ning Yao's appearance was extremely beautiful, but the aura of heroism that permeated her body completely outweighed the aura of makeup.

But the straw sandals boy's next words had the effect of transforming decay into something magical, making the girl almost suffer from internal injuries.

"Miss Ning, this book was taken from Gu Can's house. Although I don't think it was stolen, I still have to return it to Gu Can in the future. But we are friends, so no matter what is written in this book, I hope After Miss Ning has seen it, she will know it herself."

The girl took a deep breath, slapped the table and glared: "Look at what you are looking at, see for yourself, I don't care!"

Chen Ping'an's next words made the girl feel dumbfounded, "Miss Ning, I don't know how to read, can you teach me?"

The girl in black's mind suddenly turned and she sneered: "Aren't you afraid that I will take advantage of you? Think about it, Gu Canming is a guy who has received a lot of ancestral shadow. Even Liu Xianyang, who has a natural sword embryo, can't compare. He has been in this small town for thousands of years. Since then, there have been few people who can match it, so how can the heirloom he carefully collected be any worse? Aren't you afraid that I will take advantage of my wealth and monopolize this priceless secret book? "

Under the dim light of a flickering oil lamp, the straw-shoe boy smiled slightly and did not explain anything.

The girl snorted coldly, moved her position, and signaled the straw-shoe boy to sit next to her. As a result, Chen Pingan, who was opposite her, didn't raise her buttocks for a long time. The girl laughed angrily: "I, Ning Yao, can beat a hundred of you with one hand..."

When she said this, the girl laughed to herself, "Is it possible that you are afraid that I will take advantage of you?"

Chen Ping'an sat next to the girl, feeling a little uneasy and nervous.

The girl Ning Yao was still immersed in the context of the previous sentence, sinking deeper and deeper into it, muttering to herself: "Hit a hundred Chen Ping'an with one hand, well, this statement has a wide range of application, who can I see it?" So and so, after the competition, if you are defeated by me, just say, "You only have the strength of three thousand Chen Ping'an, but you dare to fight with me." It feels good. I met a ferocious beast from the wild, an evil dragon from the Daze. Just tell yourself, 'This evil beast is equivalent to 30,000 Chen Ping'an, run quickly', haha, okay, okay..."

Chen Ping'an felt baffled that the girl in black, who was sitting side by side, suddenly started laughing silly.

The girl smiled so hard that the poor boy with a poor family suddenly felt like a rich man.

Boys and girls, at this moment, will not even realize the weight and strength that the joke "hit a hundred Chen Ping'an with one hand" will show in the long years to come.

Especially when the straw sandals boy is no longer a boy.

The further back you go, the more so.

Ning Yao finally came back to her senses, coughed, sat up straight, took the ancient book, and quickly flipped through a few pages. Then she closed the book, tapped twice on the cover with one finger, turned to Chen Pingan and said calmly: " This is a boxing manual, and the boxing method is called Shanshan. If you follow the rules of Jianghu people, you can call it "Shaking Mountain Pu"."

Chen Ping'an looked forward to it, "What then?"

The girl in black resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and tried to turn the page solemnly. Her slender fingers, as tender as green onions, pointed to the preface on the title page, while sliding down, she read: "There is a name for a small insect in my hometown. They are like earthworms, and they spend their entire lives carrying rocks from mountains to water, unlike their counterparts elsewhere."

"My boxing technique distinguishes life and death, regardless of victory or defeat. It focuses on divine will and not on moves. When I practice these six forms of boxing to a high level, it will be extremely lethal and can easily hurt people's heart to the core..."

"Although "Shaking Mountain Pu" has never been among the top-level boxing books in the world, I always firmly believe that this boxing must have a place in the world's martial arts. I hope that someone with the destiny will carry it forward..."

Ning Yao endured his temper and read the preface to Chen Pingan sentence by sentence.

In a thin book, the entire boxing manual contains only six movements, and the preface is quite long.

After Ning Yao finished reading the preface, he pushed the boxing book to Chen Pingan, patted Chen Pingan on the shoulder, and said perfunctorily: "Keep it well, don't let it get stolen."

Chen Pingan nodded and carefully stretched out his hands to hold the ancient boxing manual.

It made Ning Yao laugh all the time. With this book on the table, it can still run away. Or are you, Chen Pingan, afraid that it will fall?

Chen Pingan rubbed his right hand on the lapel of his clothes, then turned the page of the book and read the preface word for word. After that, it was full of pictures and texts. Anyway, the boy in straw sandals was confused.

Ning Yao sat sideways, resting his elbows on the table, looking at the boy's side face, and said jokingly: "Do you think you have made a fortune? In the future, you will use a golden ax to chop wood and a golden rice bowl to eat?"

The young man did not raise his head, carefully pondering the pictures and the text content like a heavenly book, and said bluntly: "Actually, when I saw the look in your eyes just now, I knew that this boxing book would not be very good, but it doesn't matter, for me, it is already Good enough."

Ning Yao raised his eyebrows and said straight to the point: "The things I have seen or heard about are indeed very good things, but other than that, I can only distinguish between good things and bad things, but there are so many good things." Good, it’s hard to say how bad something is?”

Chen Ping'an raised his head, "Then this Book of Shaking Mountains belongs to the category of 'good, but not too good'?"

Ning Yao said angrily: "I don't know how to describe how bad this Po Fist Book is!"

The straw-shoe boy blinked, with a smile on his lips.

It was obvious that he had known this for a long time and was just joking with the girl.

Ning Yao reached out and pushed the knife out of its sheath, threatening: "You want to be chopped, don't you?"

Chen Ping'an lowered his head and glanced at the green sheath sword on her waist, and sincerely admired it: "It looks good."

Ning Yao accepted it calmly, "The sword I, Ning Yao, personally selected is certainly not bad!"

Chen Pingan looked at her, somewhat envious and admired her self-confidence. Even though she was the same age as him and still living in an unfamiliar foreign land, no matter what, no matter what the situation, she was like a rising sun. Rising, unstoppable. Chen Ping'an, with his keen mind, could sense this from the caution with which Director Lu was dealing with her.

Chen Pingan couldn't help but said: "It would be great if sunshine could be exchanged for copper coins!"

Ning Yao didn't know what was going on and said in surprise: "Chen Ping'an, are you crazy about money?"

Chen Pingan quickly changed the topic and turned to the first boxing chart, "Miss Ning, can you read the text of this picture for me?"

Ning Yao thought for a while, but did not refuse, and just asked: "Do you know why I judged this boxing book to be bad at first glance?"

Chen Ping'an shook his head and said, "I'm very strange too."

The girl smiled and simply faced the young man on the bench, sitting cross-legged, pointing to the open boxing book, and patiently explained: "The martial arts secrets of martial artists and the Qi refining methods of practitioners are generally the same. There are three ways to record it. The first one is this Shanshan Book. It uses paper pages made of ordinary materials. How many years it can be preserved depends on luck. Not to mention military disasters and man-made disasters, it will gradually be damaged after long years of moisture, ants, etc. Disappear, right?”

Chen Pingan was stunned and nodded.

The girl continued: "So, in this way of carrying text with physical objects, there is an unwritten rule, which is to pay attention to the rarity of the material, that is, the value of the thing carrying the text can match the value of the text content. This Just like you wouldn’t use a box made of elm wood to hold a national jade seal.”

Chen Pingan was thoughtful.

Ning Yao hesitated for a moment, but still spoke frankly to the young man, "The next one is not to establish words and pay attention to words and deeds. These are mostly the secret skills of sect gangs, which are often kept secret, or passed on to men but not passed on to others. There are complicated rules for women, and even many so-called direct disciples and direct disciples may not be able to get all the true inheritance, and this is where the true inheritance lies."

Ning Yao sighed, "As for the last one, it can only be understood and cannot be expressed in words. It cannot even be said or spoken. For example, the two forces that came into the town this time, Cai Jinjian from Yunxia Mountain In her Yunxia Mountain, there is a matter of "watching the sea of ​​clouds". The sea of ​​clouds is rolling, and the clouds and mists are particularly special. They contain spiritual energy. They are praised as "beauties in the sky" by the Qi practitioners of Dongbaopingzhou. Some of them can transform themselves into the ancestors of past generations. If Those who have the opportunity can meet and communicate with them. As for the rich sword energy on the top of Zhengyang Mountain, it is said that by chance, the sword spirits of the ancestors of Zhengyang peaks will appear and evolve the swordsmanship. As for whether it can See, you only look at the size of your blessings, not your status or your level of cultivation."

Ning Yao finally said: "Of course, there is no absolute distinction between the three methods. The first method is to carve words on a jade plate, or one of the seventy-two blessed lands, the Bamboo Sea Blessed Land, specializes in producing a kind of The mysterious and mysterious word-washing bamboo is another matter. In addition, there are countless weird items. As long as you go far enough, you will always encounter surprises. There are all kinds of surprises in the world. From now on, you will finally It’s better to go out for a walk, not to mention the extravagant hope of leaving East Aquarius Continent, leaving this world, and at least try to reach the border of the territory of the Great Li Dynasty.”

Chen Ping'an hummed, obviously thinking about the boxing manual. He pointed to a word, "Miss Ning, what do you mean by this?"

The girl was furious, "Get out!"