At this time, Sun Zhitong quickly replied: "My family is the one who didn’t stay in my grandson’s house when his granduncle Sun Tuo had a granddaughter."
Zhang Ping nodded thoughtfully and said, "Li Tanhua and Little Red Girl are really a natural couple, but the secret stick will never appear in the Jianghu again."
Then Sun Zhitong said at this time, "The real secret stick is in the hands of my uncle, otherwise it may not be a real secret stick even if it comes."
Zhang Ping suddenly asked at this time: "Although not everyone can practice the secret stick, the eagle claw skill can always be practiced if you are willing to work hard. Isn’t Sun Tuo able to practice his eagle claw skill?"
Sun Zhitong’s face suddenly flushed at this time, and then he was embarrassed to say, "This thing, the younger generation’s personality is really not suitable for practicing martial arts. Even today, he knows a few tricks to make the older generation laugh."
Zhang Ping shook his head and said with a smile, "If you don’t practice martial arts, you may not be good. You can live happily, but do you know that the capital is already full of wind and rain, and you may die if you are not careful?"
Sun Zhitong said at this time: "In fact, the younger generation knows this, but the younger generation has lived in vain for many years. I will never miss everything in this capital."
Zhang Ping suddenly asked at this time: "Since you can’t wipe the table like that, you will!"
Sun Zhitong nodded. After all, it is easy for a healthy person to clean the table.
So there was a turtle grandson missing in Beijing, and a man named old man appeared in yiguang.
Taoist Mu is indeed a very powerful person. wu-tang clan is the most qualified elder. Although he is not the leader, he can’t hide anything from the Jianghu.
After Taoist Mu and Gu Song lay man led Lu Xiaofeng and Huamanlou to find Zhang Ping here.
On this day, Zhang Ping was sent to watch him make a big fuss. After wiping two tables, Master Gui Sun quietly lay in another rocking chair to rest. The difference is that Master Gui Sun never drinks when he is resting, and he never takes a rest when he is drinking.
When the Taoist priest looked at the yiguang couplet plaque, he couldn’t help saying, "It’s a great breath to know the difference between life and death."
Lu Xiaofeng, on the other hand, rushed in eagerly and said to Master Gui Sun, who was rocking in his chair, "Hey, this time, instead of waiting for someone to redeem you, you didn’t drink. Is Master Gui Sun ready to switch to a doctor?"
At this time, Master Gui Sun shook his head and said, "The one who should not have come has come. You must have something to ask Dazhi and Datong when you look for my old man."
Lu Xiaofeng nodded and said, "Not bad."
However, Master Gui Sun said, "It’s a pity that I really can’t leave now."
"What?" Lu Xiaofeng asked.
"Because I haven’t cleaned this place," said Turtle Sun’m and pointed to his side rag and said to Lu Xiaofeng lightly to be continued.
Chapter four hundred and thirty-four Baiyun duke
Master Gui Sun has always been a mysterious person, just like Dazhi and Datong. However, if there is truth, it will surface sooner or later, and no one is an exception.
In order to find Dazhi and Chase Lu Xiaofeng, he had to pick up a wooden Taoist rag to wipe every corner of yiguang, and Master Gui Sun not only didn’t help, but also lay in a rocking chair and constantly pointed out what other places in Lu Xiaofeng were not clean enough.
Lu Xiaofeng is busy at this time, and with the turtle sun’s command becoming more and more exciting, Lu Xiaofeng really wants to treat a turtle sun’s exasperating face with a rag in his hand.
At this time, a mouse in the opposite house is running in the cage, and at the other end of the cage are gears and levers, which are finally connected to the range hood.
At this time, Fa smiled and introduced to Zhang Ping: "This is my latest automatic range hood. His principle is that the power source of this mouse is transmitted to the range hood through my gear and lever, which successfully realizes the powerful function of making the range hood work normally without running."
Zhang Ping carefully looked at the design of this set of driving mechanical system from force to delivery, and had to say that black technology was really a terrible thing. Zhang Ping could never understand that the force conduction loss of this device would be so small.
Just when Zhang Ping just wanted to ask about the principle of this device, the psychic powers of Taoist mind suddenly induced a lot of changes in the pharmacy, especially in addition to Taoist priests Gu Song and Lu Xiaofeng, an uninvited guest also quietly came to Zhang Ping yiguang.
Looking at the brand-new yiguang turtle grandson’m finally willing to take his old legs and slowly walk away. Lu Xiaofeng and others hired a carriage
As the carriage slowly walked towards the outside of the city, a figure rushed out with preparation. However, a purple figure suddenly appeared outside the yiguang gate at this time.
"Is the Lord of Baiyun Mountain, a lonely city on the far side of the Yellow River, coming here to seek medical treatment?"
Looking at the faint approach to Zhang Ping, Ye Gucheng suddenly clenched his long sword in his hand. The sword is a good sword. The overseas cold elite blows hair and breaks hair. The blade is three feet three net weights, six pounds and four liang.
Ye Gucheng has been infatuated with the sword since childhood, and his talent is very high. He realized that he can ride the kendo and created his own stunt, which is famous for flying fairy in the sky. There are countless peerless masters who died in this sword. However, today, in the face of this sudden weirdo, Ye Gucheng suddenly feels that his sword has become very heavy.
Zhang Ping’s figure is not tall, but in Ye Gucheng’s eyes, it seems as if he is in harmony with heaven and earth behind him. Thick majestic pressure keeps coming towards Zhang Ping.
The debate on technology and Taoism has never stopped since ancient times. It has always been the unremitting pursuit of those who have made achievements in technology. However, few people can reach this realm.
However, for Ye Gucheng, he has already evolved his swordsmanship to the realm of Tao.
Ye Gucheng didn’t make a sword. He was still waiting for the fallen leaves to float across the sky, but he couldn’t shake his mind.
Baiyun City not only has a glimpse of white clouds, but also the magnificent sea. Whenever the sea is at high tide, Ye Gucheng will take his sword alone and hone his kendo.
Many people can only create a fairy tale in the misty Baiyun Peak. However, Ye Gucheng knows that only the sea bag can be honed to create a peerless edge.
At this time, Zhang Ping suddenly smiled and then said, "If you plan everything before you shoot, will it be equivalent to giving up your willingness in vain?"
Ye Gucheng murmured at this time: "If you are willing to give up, you will get it, but if you are reluctant, you will not get it. Maybe you are a real opponent."
At this time, Zhang Ping was dressed in a purple cassock, and suddenly the wind automatically turned into waves along the cassock. At this time, Zhang Ping’s momentum seemed to be more and more intense with the connection between heaven and earth. Ye Gucheng felt the waves of heaven and earth calling towards him.
The sword slowly came out, and the cold body was filled with breathtaking cold light.
Ye Gucheng, a swordsman, often makes the simplest and most effective way to solve problems, and this method is the sword in his hand.
Whenever Ye Gucheng’s sword is pulled out of its scabbard, the temperature in heaven and earth will be cold at this time, and Zhang Pingdao will plant a magic * * to induce Ye Gucheng to be a little bit integrated with his sword at this time.
In Zhang Ping’s perception, Ye Gucheng’s long sword may be drawn at any time and place, but if Ye Gucheng is released to condense the momentum to the extreme, then this trick will probably be played to an unimaginable level.
Zhang Ping smiled and said, "Your swordsmanship is very good, but there are still many shortcomings in your martial arts practice!"
Ye Gucheng’s sword is still slowly unsheathed, but at this moment Ye Gucheng’s face is expressionless and asks, "Sword? Wu? "
Zhang Ping still keeps that smile, like Ye Gucheng’s hand is not a deadly sword, but a toy for young children. Generally, Zhang Ping said slowly, "My heart, that is, my sword, Wu Yong Li, also fought for three thousand miles and forced a million divisions to retreat."
Ye Gucheng’s sword is one point short of being drawn. This trick is a stroke to the top, and it may appear in front of Zhang Ping for the first time soon.
However, Ye Gucheng didn’t make a sword, and Zhang Ping didn’t have a chance to see this trick. At the last moment, a swordsman appeared in Ye Gucheng’s heart. He didn’t make a sword, because such a sword would be flawed and would die.
Ye Gucheng left quietly as he came quietly.
Zhang Ping watched Ye Gucheng go away, but his figure became weaker and weaker, but he became more and more determined. At this time, the whim gave Zhang Ping a feeling that once Zhang Ping met, it would no longer be Ye Gucheng, the Lord of Baiyun City, but Ye Gucheng, the swordsman of Baiyun City.
Zhang Ping smiled faintly and afterwards, the whole figure also slowly disappeared at the end of the street to be continued.
Chapter four hundred and thirty-five GongSunLan No.2 vest
Yiguang rocking chair Zhang Ping is still lying there like a statue.
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