Chapter 3368: Be the First in the World to Forgive and Dare to Be the First in the World!

"That old ape is nothing, he's just an old beast in the Yupu realm. How can he be my opponent, Ning Yao!"

Ning Yao's long eyebrows were raised, his eyebrows were dancing, his head was raised high, and he said with an arrogant look, full of pride.

"Miss Ning, didn't you say it was inexplicable that we won?"

"The mountain-moving ape is so powerful that we were almost beaten to death by him. Why have you changed your story now?"

Chen Ping'an, an honest boy, had a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face. He didn't notice Ning Yao's gloomy face at all and spoke bluntly.

The straw-shoe boy seemed to feel the air pressure getting lower and lower around him. His voice gradually became quieter, and finally he stopped talking. He looked at the girl in black with fear, as if he realized that he had said the wrong thing, and lowered his head. , as if he had made a mistake.

Zhou Jue's eyes flickered across Ning Yao's guilty face, and then he pretended to be calm and said.

"Junior sister is a born swordsman, unparalleled in the world. That old ape from Zhengyang Mountain is really not worth mentioning!"

Ning Yao's mood immediately turned from cloudy to sunny, and Chen Ping'an pretended not to have heard what he just said, and continued to proudly tell his senior brother about his heroic performance. She always believed that she would become a Great Sword Immortal in the future, not one of the few, but one of only one.

"Chen Pingan, you did a good job too!"

Zhou Jue looked at the somewhat envious young man and did not hesitate to praise him, which made Chen Pingan's face appear reddish and he scratched his head with his right hand, looking shy.

After Chen Pingxu was five years old, he struggled to live alone. No one praised him anymore. He was only a half-year-old child and needed care and recognition.

Zhou Jue's face showed a somewhat complicated look, his eyes were as deep as the ocean, and a picture emerged, which was Chen Pingan's childhood experience.

A child who was only five years old was walking towards the mountains outside the town, carrying a basket that was almost bigger than others. He was carrying the basket against the scorching sun, and felt a burning pain in his back. Crying and walking, gritting your teeth and moving forward.

It wasn't until dark that the child returned to the Yang's shop. There was only a thin layer of medicinal materials in the basket, and the harvest was very little, which made Old Yang furious. Chen Pingan cried and explained that his mother was the only one in the house, and he was worried that her mother was hungry. He must go home early. Starting tomorrow, he can go into the mountains early and collect more medicinal materials.

When Old Man Yang heard this, he remained silent, turned around and left, saying only to give him another chance. In the next two months, the five-year-old child's hands and feet were covered with calluses and he had suffered a lot.

Picture after picture, every heart-wrenching moment, even Zhou Jue, a man with a sword as strong as iron, couldn't help but be moved. His eyes looking at Chen Pingan became softer and softer, and he whispered softly about the woman's deathbed. The last words before.

"Peace to pieces, peace to peace, peace to my family, peace to my family, peace to me every year, peace to me every year, peace to me every year!"

It was this sentence that made Chen Ping'an change from a child to a teenager, from a son to an orphan, and to grow up completely.

When Chen Ping'an heard these words, his body stiffened, and then he began to tremble. Tears fell to the ground, and a suppressed cry came out. Ning Yao's face was full of shock, and he didn't know what happened.

Zhou Jue sighed, stood up and walked to the straw-shoe boy, reached out and touched Chen Ping'an's head that he didn't want to raise, and said to him.

"Chen Pingan, you are a good boy, your parents will be proud of you!"

The night was getting dark, and the cold moonlight fell from the sky, like a layer of gauze covering Zhou Jue's body. He stood with his hands behind his back, head held high, and looked at the bright moon, feeling a growl in his stomach. He felt a little disappointed and touched his stomach, feeling secretly annoyed.

"Chen Pingan shouldn't be made to cry. This guy is so shy that he didn't even cook dinner and made me hungry!"

Chen Ping'an seemed to feel that it was embarrassing to show his fragile side in front of Zhou Jue and Ning Yao. After crying, he ran to Liu Xianyang's house and went to sleep, completely forgetting that Zhou Jue had not eaten yet, which made a certain great swordsman regretful.

In the shop by the stream, Liu Xianyang fell into a deep sleep. Ruan Qiong frowned slightly and stared at the tall young man with solemn eyes.

Every breath of Liu Xianyang's breath was long and distant, like mist in the mountains, like water smoke on the lake, white and misty. They did not disperse with the wind, but condensed little by little between the mouth and nose. Finally, on the young man's face, it was as if there was a line entwining it. The three-inch long white dragon used dreams as a sword furnace and turned it into a fairy sword in one go.

"You can not only make swords, but also practice swords. No wonder this Sword Sutra is so popular. You can practice while sleeping, practice in dreams, and the great path can be expected."

"If I had known this, I should have stood up for him. Now it's better, but I owe that great sword immortal a favor!"

Ruan Qiong sighed and felt that he seemed to be a little too cautious. His disciples should be protected by themselves. How could they be bullied by outsiders? Moshanyuan and the Xu family were bullying others too much. They actually dared to bully their founding disciple. What will happen in the future? Teach them a lesson.

Thinking of this, the girl in black and the boy in straw sandals appeared in Ruan Qiong's mind, with a look of wonder on his face, and he murmured.

"I really didn't expect that the two of them were able to severely injure the old ape and scare Zhengyang Mountain into evacuating the Lizhu Cave Sky overnight. It's really surprising!"

"Especially the last blow. The old ape was about to kill the two of them with his fists, but he happened to be injured and his energy stagnated. It was a bit strange. It must have been the fault of the great swordsman!"

Ruan Qiong turned his head and looked at Chen Ping'an's house in Niping Lane, with a complicated expression on his face. This great swordsman of the Sword Qi Great Wall, asked the sword to Tuoyue Mountain, and killed the great demon of the throne with a sword. He was majestic and awe-inspiring.

"This is a real killer embryo, a pure sword cultivator in the 14th realm, who killed the great demon of the Ascension Realm. According to the rules of the Sword Qi Great Wall, he can leave words on the top of the city, but he turned a blind eye to this rule and was too lazy to carve words. He is so arrogant!"

Between heaven and earth, there is a wall of unknown length and height. Even if you look from a distance of a hundred miles away, you can still clearly see the eighteen large characters carved with sword energy. From this, you can see how big the words are and how high the wall is.

"Dao Fa, Haoran, Xitian, Jian Qi Changcun, Lei Chi, Qi, Dong, Chen, Meng."

The last word was carved by Aliang after he killed the last great demon of the Ascension Realm of the Wild World in the 13-player contest five years ago. It was the first time he showed his profound swordsmanship in front of the world, shocking the world with one sword.

It was also from that day that a brilliant swordsman of Jian Qi Great Wall rose up. The boy in the alley carried a mountain of Tuoyue on his shoulders. In five years, he entered the 14th realm, joined Aliang to go deep into the enemy's territory alone, asked the sword of the Wild World ancestor, and cut the Tuoyue Mountain with a sword, forcing the Wild World to shrink its forces and dare not launch a war against Jian Qi Great Wall. It can be said that it shocked the world and made people understand how elegant and powerful the swordsman Zhou Jue was.

"What a monster! There has never been such a young 14th realm great cultivator in the Four Seas, and he is also the most difficult pure sword cultivator. This aptitude is more terrifying than the founder of the three religions. He will definitely be able to enter the 15th realm in the future and be called the ancestor of the sect!"

It was for this reason that Ruan Qiong did not want to offend Zhou Jue. That day, he agreed to help Ning Yao forge the sword without hesitation, leaving some face. In the future, he might ask for it for his silly daughter.

The middle-aged man's rough face showed a bit of pampering. He looked at the threshold of the sword house. The green-clothed girl was sitting there, holding a porcelain bowl in her hand. The rice in the bowl was piled up into a small mountain. It was greasy. Obviously, there was a lot of braised pork hidden in it. Her mouth kept moving, like a hamster, eating crazily.

Such a big bowl of rice and a few pieces of braised pork went into Ruan Xiu's stomach in a short while. She looked up at her father. Seeing that he was staring at her, she quickly wiped the greasy corners of her mouth and said innocently.

"Dad, I didn't steal the braised pork. The bowl just now was all rice!"

Ruan Qiong looked up and sighed. Why was his little cotton-padded jacket such a glutton? She only cared about food and didn't even use her brain.

"The braised pork tonight is gone. Why don't you come and swing the hammer!"

The green-clothed girl showed a bit of bitterness on her face, but she didn't dare to object. She quickly got up and walked to Ruan Qiong's side. She picked up a sledgehammer with an exaggerated shape and weight, and smashed it at the red iron embryo. Sparks flew everywhere and the sound was huge. Liu Xianyang was still sleeping soundly, not affected at all.

Ruan Qiong's face became even more bitter. A glutton daughter and a sleepy disciple, why was his life so miserable?

In the small town of Lizhu Cave Heaven, a man in a white robe walked on the bustling street, looking left and right, strolling leisurely, with a condensed momentum around him, domineering and mighty, making the people in the town unconsciously distance themselves.

In the school, Qi Jingchun was teaching Li Huai and others to read. Suddenly, he stopped and turned to look at the center of the town. He was surprised and afraid, and murmured.

"Why did this great master of Baidi City come to Lizhu Cave Heaven?"

There are thousands of wild cultivators in the mountains and swamps in the world, but there is only one holy place in my heart, that is Baidi City in the Central Earth Shenzhou. The master is Zheng Juzhong, the recognized first master of the magic way.

"He is going to Niping Lane. Is he looking for Zhou Jue?"

Qi Jingchun's peaceful eyes flashed with thought. He glanced at the curious students and continued to move forward. Lang Lang's reading sounded again.

The master of Baidi City, whose real name is Zheng Juzhong and whose courtesy name is Huaixian, is a person with almost no emotions. Rather than saying that he is a person, it is better to say that he is more like a god without divinity.

Zheng Juzhong is also a genius in practicing Taoism in the past few thousand years. His broadness, distance and perseverance in Taoism are all among the best. He is a 14th realm master, with far-reaching plans. He has the aura of the world's best chess player, profound wisdom, deep thoughts, and strong strength, enough to fight against Dao Lao Er of Baiyujing.

Zheng Juzhong is even ranked among the top ten in the Central Earth Shenzhou. He has a strong chess skill. In the future, he will win ten games against Cui Luo and be regarded as a confidant and a fellow cultivator by Cui Luo. In terms of cultivation, he is also unique. He is a top cultivator who sits firmly in the top ten in the world with three 14th realms. He is also one of the top few among the double 14th realm cultivators. He is unprecedented and has the potential to impact the highest realm and stand in the 15th realm in the future.

Zheng Juzhong's chess skills are superb and can be called unique. Cui Luo once said that if the world is used as a chessboard, there is almost no one who can play against him, which indirectly reflects the strength of Zheng Juzhong's chess skills.

In addition, Zheng Juzhong's plans in the chess game are far-reaching, and he can often lay out in advance and control the overall situation. He once set up a chessboard in Baidi City. For hundreds of years, no one has been able to beat him.

Zheng Juzhong left the bustling street and walked into the dilapidated Niping Lane. He stood in front of a door with mottled marks, raised his hand and knocked, and said very politely.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

"Zheng Juzhong from Baidi City is here to visit Zhou Jianxian!"

When Chen Ping'an heard the noise, he quickly got up and walked out of the house, opened the courtyard door, and invited in the guest who came to visit Mr. Zhou.

Zhou Jue sat on the small bench, his body slightly curled up, but he did not stop the straw-shoe boy from opening the door. There was no change in expression on his plain face, as if he had expected Zheng Juzhong's arrival and was not surprised at all.

On the other hand, the girl in black on the side frowned, her sword eyes flashed with an astonishing edge, and she stared at the man walking into the courtyard with a solemn expression. Her hands unconsciously tightened the handle of the knife at her waist, and her muscles tightened. When she got up, she didn't dare to relax at all. The sword heart kept trembling. She seemed to feel an invisible pressure, making it difficult to breathe.

Zheng Juzhong did not go directly into the house, but stood in the yard. His unwavering eyes flickered slightly, his eyes fell on the vigilant night girl, and he said coldly.

"You are not suitable for using a sword. You were born to be a swordsman, so you shouldn't use a sword!"

Zheng Juzhong’s master is the dragon-slaying man Chen Qingliu. Although he has never learned swordsmanship from Chen Qingliu, as a great monk in the Fourteenth Realm, he has a deep understanding of the way of swordsmanship. As long as he is willing, he can hold a sword and become a great master at any time. Sword Immortal.

"Besides, you'd better not draw a sword on me. You're still too immature now. If you were given a hundred years, you would be qualified to fight me!"

What Zheng Juzhong said was very pertinent, and there was no exaggeration. Although Ning Yao's qualifications were unparalleled in the world, he had not yet matured. If he wanted to compete with the lord of Baidi City, it would take at least a hundred years of preparation.

Then, Zheng Juzhong's eyes moved and fell on Chen Ping'an beside him. Feeling the pure and concentrated fist power around the straw-shoe boy, he said with some surprise.

"A rotten tree can actually shake the mountains, heaven and earth. Such exquisite boxing and martial arts!"

"This boxing technique must be your own. I didn't expect you to be so proficient in martial arts!"

Zheng Juzhong's eyes finally fell on Zhou Jue, his expressionless face finally showed a bit of solemnity, he touched his palms and praised.

"It's just a simple and stupid skill, it shouldn't catch your eye, Zheng Juzhong!"

Zhou Jue lifted his butt from the bench, stood up lazily, stretched his waist, yawned, and walked out of the room, standing opposite Zheng Juzhong, a condensed and sharp aura emanating from his body. Ning Yao finally breathed a sigh of relief after resisting Zheng Juzhong's momentum.

"If this boxing technique can be considered superficial, I'm afraid there won't be any boxing technique that can be called exquisite in this world!"

Zheng Juzhong commented very seriously, his eyes flashed, and a figure appeared in his mind. With a punch, the mountains collapsed, the heaven and earth shook, and the avenue collapsed. The black pupils in his eyes shrank violently, and he exhaled a breath of turbid air, as if The sharp arrow pierced the air and made a sharp sound. He praised again.

"What a mountain-shaking fist. It can shake not only the mountains, but also the four worlds and the founder of the three religions. He is worthy of being the number one swordsman in the world and the number one genius in thousands of years!"

Zheng Juzhong's evaluation of Zhou Jue is too high, but Zhou Jue can bear this evaluation. He has already entered the Fourteenth Realm before he was a weak crown, and became the best swordsman in the world. He opened the sword on Tuoyue Mountain and fought alone. The Great Patriarch of the Wilderness retreated completely. Even the Patriarch of the Three Religions was not so stunning when he was young.

Today, all the fourteenth realm monks in the world, including the founders of the three religions in heaven, have always believed that Sword Qi Great Wall Zhou Jue will become the first fifteenth realm sword cultivator in ten thousand years, and the next person to establish a religion and call himself the ancestor.

"Your assessment is quite fair!"

Zhou Jue accepted Zheng Juzhong's praise without any humility. He was extremely confident and exuded a heroic spirit that was arrogant to the world.

"I, Zhou Jue, am a sword cultivator. I don't say anything false. I dare to be the first in the world and do my duty!"

"I heard that City Lord Zheng set up a chessboard and promised to be the first in the world to be spared, and the second to be the first to attack, which is better than the first in the world!"

Zheng Juzhong is a man of great wisdom and proficiency in strategy. He is confident that even if the world has the upper hand on the chessboard, it will be difficult for him to defeat him, which shows his arrogance and self-confidence.

"City Lord Zheng came here today, probably just to play a game of chess with me!"

Zhou Jue's eyes were shining brightly and he looked at Zheng Juzhong very firmly. He was able to sense the opportunity and had already grasped the purpose of Zheng Juzhong's visit and said straight to the point.

"A pure sword cultivator in the Fourteenth Realm is indeed extraordinary. He was able to grasp my information from the secret!"

Zheng Juzhong is good at layout and has superb chess skills. Naturally, he also knows the art of heaven. He has confidently concealed the traces of his trip for a long time. However, he did not expect that Zhou Jue would still notice him. It can be said that he has lost a move.

"Please ask Zhou Jianxian to make a move!"

Zheng Juzhong looked solemn and serious, stretched out his right hand and signaled to Zhou Jue.

As soon as the words fell, under the surprised and shocked gazes of Ning Yao and Chen Pingan, the space of the small courtyard continued to expand, and black and white lines emerged one after another, forming a void chessboard. The black and white chessboard contained the aura of the avenue, which was very mysterious.

Zhou Jue turned his head and looked at the black and white chessboard, with a playful smile on his face. He raised his right hand, and a sharp sword energy condensed into a white chess piece at the tip of his index finger. There was a figure inside the chess piece. , holding a long sword, dancing with the wind, the sword energy is like the spring breeze, the sword light is as bright as the bright moon, and it falls on the Tianyuan position of the chessboard.

The Go board is square, with 19 parallel lines horizontally and vertically, forming 361 intersections. Nine of the intersections are marked with large black dots, called stars or star positions, and the star position in the center of the board is called Tianyuan. It symbolizes the North Star guarded by many stars.

"Since you, Zheng Juzhong, are the first to offer mercy to the world, then I, Zhou Jue, will naturally dare to be the first to place the first move!"

The Taoist said: I have three treasures, and I will keep them. One is kindness, the second is frugality, and the third is not daring to be the first to place the first move in the world. Kindness makes you brave; frugality makes you broad; not daring to be the first to place the first move in the world makes you a great talent. Now, if you abandon kindness and be brave; abandon frugality and be broad; abandon the last and be the first, you will die. Kindness, if you fight, you will win, if you defend, you will be solid. Heaven will save you and protect you with kindness.

Not daring to be the first to place the first move in the world means being humble and yielding, and not competing for the first move without seeing the benefits. This is the great way of the Taoist, not the way Zhou Jue seeks. Daring to be the first to place the first move in the world is the style of our generation of sword immortals.