I will survive with proficiency

evening.

Chen Ping went to visit He Xianxiang with a jug of wine and a bag of marinated monster meat. It's been a long time since I moved here, but I haven't really sat down and had a drink with He Xianxiang.

"You kid, are you finally willing to come out of the house? I don't know, I thought you were a treasure in the golden house." Seeing Chen Ping coming, He Xianxiang joked.

Chen Ping grinned:

"Senior, what's the matter? I just don't like to fight with others by nature. I just stay at home and seek freedom."

He Xianxiang hummed twice.

If you are timid, you are timid, saying that you don't like to fight with others by nature.

I didn't realize that this kid was so afraid of death before.

The two of them didn't choose a place, so they set up a wooden table in the yard of He Xianxiang's house, sat next to each other and chatted and drank.

"Huh? Where did you buy this monster meat? It tastes good." He Xianxiang took a piece and tasted it seriously.

This is a delicacy made by Chen Ping himself.

The culinary skills of the 'proficient' level, combined with the culinary concepts of later generations, and the deliciousness of monster meat, are three-pronged. It is difficult to think whether it is delicious.

The ingredients in this world are delicious, but the cooking skills are slightly single.

There is no way to compare with later generations.

Chen Ping calmly said:

"I made it myself. You have to eat as much as you like."

He Xianxiang tasted it carefully again, and really felt that the taste was very unique, and it was made in a way he had never tasted before.

This meat, the strength of the monster meat itself has not been destroyed, but it is more succulent and delicious than the daily monster meat, with a full aftertaste.

This kid has something.

Could it be that he has been a chef in Ningfu for several years? Can cut meat and cook again

However, it is delicious.

"I heard that senior went out some time ago?" Chen Ping chatted.

"Yeah, go hunting animals."

Chen Ping said in surprise:

"You don't hunt animals, don't you?"

In my impression, He Xianxiang has always been a butcher, working as a middleman.

Rarely hunt animals by themselves.

"You don't know. Recently, there have been more Tier 1 monsters in the forest than before, and hunting has become much easier. There is no need to go deep into the endless forest. Such a lucrative and less dangerous job, Why not?" He Xianxiang said disapprovingly.

Chen Ping's heart froze for a moment.

More monsters?

What means?

Chen Ping knew about this. Because there were many beast hunters in Lianyun City, the surrounding monsters had already been wiped out. It took a hundred miles into the forest to have a chance to hunt valuable first-order monsters.

Now listening to He Xianxiang, it seems that the monsters have migrated out of the core area?

"What does it mean that there are more monsters?" Chen Ping asked without understanding.

He Xianxiang shook his head:

"It's just that there are more monsters. There is no need to go deep into the inner area of ​​the forest. Hunting animals is easier. As for why there are more, I have no idea, and the group of beast hunters don't know either."

"So I also went to participate in hunting animals. It's a good thing anyway. It's easier to make money."

Chen Ping frowned slightly.

No wonder animal meat has become cheaper.

But then I thought about it. Cheap meat is a good thing. As for monsters, it has nothing to do with me, I don't know how to hunt animals.

things outside the city.

who cares.

"What? Are you interested? If you want to go, you can go with me next time." Seeing Chen Ping thinking, He Xianxiang said while chewing the monster meat.

"No, no." Chen Ping quickly refused:

"I'm low-level, so I won't join in the fun, so as not to drag you down."

Hehe, I see that He Xianxiang, who is so desperate for his life, didn't mention this again.

The two continued to drink for a while.

During the chat, Chen Ping took the opportunity to ask:

"Senior He, remember that you also practiced the Breeze Nine Swords before?"

"It's been practiced, what's the matter?" He Xianxiang took a sip of wine, turned his head and glanced at Chen Ping.

Chen Ping hit the snake with the stick:

"That's really great. I'm also practicing Breeze Nine Swords recently. I've read the entire sword manual, but the introduction to the nine moves is not clearly written. Can senior explain a little bit?"

"Nine Breeze Swords." He Xianxiang sat upright, chewed the monster meat a few times, and said seriously: "Many people know this sword technique. The moves and experience are not secrets, and I know some of them. Which style do you want to hear? opinion?"

"Listen to everything." Chen Ping said cheekily.

He didn't want others to know the progress of his Breeze Nine Swords.

Therefore, when asking for advice, you should only be interested in the entire sword manual, and avoid talking about your own sword art practice.

He Xianxiang nodded without asking further questions.

Since Chen Ping was interested, he chatted with Jiu Jin about the mysteries of Breeze Nine Swords and his practice experience.

Some of his experiences belonged to him, while others were handed down by many casual practitioners.

There are too many monks practicing, so naturally they can't keep many secrets.

He Xianxiang talked from the first pose to the fifth in one breath, and then stopped abruptly.

"No more?" Chen Ping asked.

Am I concerned with the first few formulas? What I care about is the seventh form.

"Gone."

"What's next?"

"Few people have learned the following moves, and I don't know how to do them either. How would I know?"

Chen Ping was disappointed.

this.

It's useless to ask.

"Who will be behind?" Chen Ping asked calmly.

"The sixth form, there are still a few people who can do it, Qi Feiyan in the north of the city, Zhang Yuanqing in the east of the city can do it, by the way, there are also a few people in the west district who can do it."

"As for the seventh form, tsk tsk tsk, it's the magic of the fairy family. The fusion of swordsmanship and magic is supremely exquisite. The only one in Lianyun City who knows about it is Yu Qingyi. The ninth level of qi is the top qi trainer in Lianyun City, and he still has his own set."

"As for the eighth and ninth moves, no one has learned them."

Chen Ping knew about the eighth and ninth moves that no one had learned.

What I don't know is that Yu Qingyi is the only one who knows the seventh style of Breeze Nine Swords.

It is difficult to see a short-term breakthrough.

Yu Qingyi has not appeared so far, and he does not know when he will appear.

When I come back, I may not be willing to give pointers.

It seems that I can only continue to ponder on my own.

"However, I heard that old man Yu Qingyi once mentioned that if you want to practice the seventh form, you have to forget all the first six forms. That old man is talking about it, so you can't believe it." He Xianxiang added said a word.

Aren't He Xianxiang and Yu Qingyi not very good at it?

Keep saying old things.

Obviously he is not young.

Besides, according to the rumors, isn't Yu Qingyi a chivalrous Oxfam? Why is he not a good person?

Chen Ping smiled and said nothing.

Time passes in the wine glass.

Half an hour later, He Xianxiang obviously had a drink, and became chattery, chatting about everything.

"Look, it's good that you moved here. At least someone will drink with me, the old man. It's been years since I drank so comfortably." He Xianxiang was sad.

Chen Ping poured him a cup:

"So, to be happy in life is to be happy to the fullest, and don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon."

"Hey, you kid is still a scholar?"

"Ah, I studied for a few years before cultivating immortality." Chen Ping said nonsense: "In our place, everyone is proud of reading, and reading is the only way out for many poor children."

This sentence seemed to bring back memories of He Xianxiang.

The old man looked up at the moon, his eyes became moist, and he muttered to himself with the strength of alcohol.

"Yeah, it's not a bad thing to be proud of reading and keep your own place. Now that I think about it, I don't know if it's right or wrong to take this path, old man. I haven't seen my family for decades."

"But at the end of the day, what have you gained? With a cultivation base in the late stage of Qi training, there is no hope of building a foundation, so how can there be any way of longevity?"

"Hey, old."

"More than ten years ago, my son wrote a letter, saying that he gave birth to a lovely little granddaughter. Later, the city where I lived was in chaos, so I came to Lianyun City, and since then I have lost contact with my family."

"When I left, my son was only six years old. I never thought that now I have granddaughters."

"I don't know if they are doing well or not."

Chen Ping was taken aback, he had never heard He Xianxiang mention his past before, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

How can there be any right or wrong?

Just asking for a favor.

This is the case in this era.

The same is true for future generations.

However, seeing that the atmosphere was somewhat depressed, Chen Ping wanted to be active, so he joked:

"This is why you are wrong, senior. You should go home and bring your granddaughter here, so that you can marry me, junior. Wouldn't it be better for you and me to drink together every day?"

"Go, go, you kid took advantage of the old man's head." He Xianxiang kicked Chen Ping's ass, feeling quite emotional in his heart. If his granddaughter grew up healthy, she would not be younger than Chen Ping by a few years.

Chen Ping asked calmly:

"Why don't you go back?"

He Xianxiang froze for a moment.

go back?

His eyes were slack, and countless past events gathered in his eyes, and it took a long time before he let out a long sigh:

"Can not go back."

Can not go back

This sentence made Chen Ping unable to answer.

He used to live in a certain first-tier city, and he had seen too many kinds of drifters. While they were doing the hardest work in the big cities, they sighed with emotion that 'the city cannot accommodate the soul, and the hometown cannot accommodate the body'. Whenever I was asked why I didn't go back, I always said "I can't go back". Chen Ping is actually one of them.

I am deeply touched by this.

The haughtiness and arrogance when he left formed a sharp contrast with the humble life in the city.

But that pride and dignity made them never go back.

Chen Ping didn't know the reason behind He Xianxiang's emotion, but at this moment, he comforted him in a strange way.

"Maybe, I mean maybe."

"Maybe they didn't expect you to become an immortal. Maybe your granddaughter just wants to see her grandfather, and your son just wants to see his father."

He Xianxiang couldn't help turning his head to look at Chen Ping after hearing this.

His white beard was trembling, the wine glass in his hand was shaking non-stop, and the wine was drying all over the floor without knowing it.

After a while, he stabilized his emotions:

"Forget it, forget it, don't talk about these sad things."

"Hey, you should be happy drinking tonight, you really are. Come on, let the scholar say some nice sentences."

Chen Ping smiled:

"Well, let me think about it, it really does, it's all about ordinary things."

"A moment in spring night is worth a thousand gold, and I know that this matter must be done personally."

"Hahaha, you kid is not honest. But the reason is such a reason, is there any more?"

"The concubine keeps the empty room, and the monk knocks on the door under the moon."

"This is too shameless. Hahahaha."

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