Chapter 2625

Once this story is told, it cannot be stopped.

Every day, only part of what Ping An and Chu Yan talked about. Most of the time, the two were eating roast lamb shanks and drinking.

Constantly narrating and recalling his own life, coupled with the wine brewed by Chu Yan's artistic conception of wine, he really feels safe, and his artistic conception cultivation base has a sign of breaking through.

And Chu Yan, too.

As for this life of peace, Chu Yan also has a deep understanding of it.

Ping An has been in this Ping An City since he was a child. At that time, there was no name 'Ping An City'. It was called "Blood-Blood City". The city owner of Ping-Blood City was an executioner before he achieved his artistic conception. Life was ruined, Ping An's parents were relatively wealthy people in Ping An city at the time, and later they were killed by the brutal city owner.

Ping An was only nine years old at the time.

"It's this medicine pill!"

Ping An said, and took down a small purple jade gourd above his neck.

This small gourd was no bigger than a thumb. Chu Yan opened the mouth of the gourd, and a scent of medicine came out.

"Is this the Ningshou Dan?"

Chu Yan poured out an elixir from the small gourd, looked at the elixir with a purple halo and asked.

"This is the little gourd that has been hanging around my neck since I was a child. I never knew what it was or where it came from. Even my parents didn't make it clear. That year, I At the age of nine, the death of both my parents made me extremely sad, and at that moment, for some unknown reason, I felt a wave in the small gourd, I subconsciously opened the small gourd, and found this medicine pill!"

"At that time, I was already desperate, I didn't know what this medicinal pill was, but I swallowed it subconsciously. If it was poisonous, I would have accepted it. But I didn't want to, after swallowing this medicinal pill, I would The earth-shaking changes that have taken place in the whole person, I only feel that the power of my understanding of artistic conception at that time was unmatched!"

"This feeling made me ecstatic, I began to comprehend the mood, and found that I was a genius. But the more I felt, the more I felt something was wrong. Later, I found a doctor and asked about my physical condition. The doctor said that my vitality was almost cut off, and I only had one year to live!"

Ping An said this with a wry smile on his face.

Chu Yan couldn't help but sigh: "One year can live, and one hundred years of life can be condensed into one year. It can also be said that the ability to comprehend in the next hundred years is directly concentrated into one year. In this way, your ability to comprehend artistic conception has been earth-shattering!"

"It's true, I used a hundred years of life to get a year of talent in the sky. This pill has no name. The name of the 'Ningshou Pill' was taken by myself. At that time, I thought that I only had one year to live. I have to fight! That year, I tried my best to comprehend the mood, and it took only that year to reach the realm of peeping, and Shouyuan recovered instantly! At that time, I was only ten years old!"

Ping An exclaimed again.

Chu Yan's eyes changed, and the next thing was very simple. Ping An reached the realm of peeping, and with the powerful realization of the mood, he killed the city lord, and Xuebao City was renamed 'Ping An City'.

"This pill, you have not only taken it once!"

Chu Yan looked at Ping An and asked.

Ping An said again: "Indeed, I found that after taking the medicinal pills in this gourd, after a while, one will condense again, and only one at a time. That year, I guarded Ping An. The city has been around for a long time, because the overall combat strength of Ping An City is not strong, plus it is rich, and people from other cities are peeping. Even, there are people in the main city. At that time, I knew that my cultivation was not enough, and I had to break through again. So I took Ningshou Dan for the second time!"

Through his speech, Chu Yan knew that in order to protect Ping An City, Ping An chose to take Ningshou Dan again. This time, Ningshou Dan directly condensed Ping An's lifespan from three hundred years to ten years.

Peace has only ten years to live.

But in ten years, his aptitude has improved by leaps and bounds again.

It only took him six years to reach the state of enlightenment. He defeated the people who came and guarded the city of Ping An again.

At that time, no one would have thought that their city lord, the one who had been protecting them, was just a sixteen-year-old girl.

"Ten years ago, when you helped me, you were already at the cultivation level!"

Chu Yan looked at Ping An and said.

"Hehe, because I already knew that the ten major cities will not let go so easily, and it is not enough just to cultivate clearly, so I took the condensing longevity pill for the third time, condensing the five hundred years of life into three Ten years! In those 30 years, I broke through again and reached the realm of spiritual refinement! And for many years since then, I have been cultivating supernatural powers! I know that my cultivation will be exposed one day, and my enemies will become more and more more!"

Ping An said again.

Chu Yan sighed that after taking Ningshou Dan three times, it can be said that if he was born in a peaceful and prosperous world, Ping An would not choose this. In Ping's words, although the aptitude has skyrocketed after taking the Ningshou Pill, the pain caused by the collision under the extremely condensed vitality in the body after taking the pill is simply unbearable for ordinary people.

If Ping An's mind was not firm enough, he would have collapsed when he took the pill for the first time.

"When my situation was in crisis, you finally revealed your strength!"

Chu Yan couldn't help but speak.

Ping An took a sip of wine and didn't say much: "This strength will be exposed sooner or later. You are in my Ping'an City, and I will naturally protect you!"

"However, not only did you serve Dan three times, this time, it's the fourth time!"

Chu Yan sighed in his heart and opened his mouth.

"The realm of mind refinement is ten million times more difficult than peeping mind and clear mind. Let alone breaking through, it is extremely difficult to raise even a small level. I don't know what year and month I want to cultivate to the peak of mind refinement. In this way, I took Ningshou Dan again, this time, I have condensed a thousand years of cultivation into a hundred years, and now is the last year of this hundred years, I still have not been able to reach the peak of refining intent!"

Ping An couldn't help but smile.

Chu Yan had expected all of this, but he asked instead, "But why did you choose to come to me?"

"I don't know, I just feel that somewhere, within my memory, there is a voice telling me that I am waiting for someone, and someone is also waiting for me. For the past ninety-nine years, I have There is no breakthrough, this last year, I intend to pursue this voice and go, and I came here!"

Peacefully said.

"The voice in my memory, who is this person..."

The light in Chu Yan's eyes changed, and his heart trembled to the extreme. With his mind and his ability to calculate, he also felt confused at the moment, this matter felt too strange.

This Ping An feels familiar to him. In Chu Yan's view, it must be an old friend, but he can be sure that he has never seen this person, but he is still waiting for him under the arrangement of fate or other mysterious people. , this is too weird.

Ping An said: "According to my estimation, once I reach the peak of refining my mind, my lifespan will be restored! Everything, only depends on the last month!"

"This last month is also my hope!"

Chu Yan spoke lightly.

In the blink of an eye, thirty days passed.

It is now the thirty-first day.

It was also the last day of Chu Yan's 100-year life in Ping An City.

In the past thirty days, Chu Yan and Ping An have been talking continuously, and their understanding has become deeper and deeper, and they are getting closer and closer to the peak of the breakthrough.

Chu Yan has a feeling that once the clear meaning is achieved, the entrance to the ancient ruins will inevitably be opened.

Nowadays, none of the outsiders have opened the entrance to enter the ancient ruins. All of this is probably in the realm of Mingyi.

The last day.

Chu Yan and Ping An, although they were still drinking on both sides of the table, their understanding of artistic conception has reached a very high level.

And on this day, the crisis came.

Three extremely tyrannical breaths roared from the sky.

These three people, the one on the left, is an old woman wearing a black Taoist robe, the one on the right is a young cultivator, wearing a white Taoist robe, and the middle one is a man in a five-color Taoist robe. A middle-aged man with a sense of majesty.

"Pingcheng Lord, you know that this is your last day, so why hide with the ghost friend? Do you think you can be saved here? Do you want to implicate this ghost friend?"

A slightly hoarse voice came from the mouth of the black-clothed old woman, and there was a gloomy look in her turbid eyes.

This person is the black old lady, the city owner of the third city among the ten major cities.

Black old lady, no one knows her real name taboo, but she is always in black, so she is called that in private.

As for his cultivation, he had already reached the peak of Mingyi many years ago.

Above the tavern, Bai Shuimiao's eyes changed!

Among the three people in front of him, this black old lady is on a par with her own cultivation base, and the other two are definitely inferior to her.

"Brother Bai, enter the battle!"

At this moment, Chu Yan's voice transmission came from Bai Shuimiao's ear.

Bai Shuimiao is not a pinch person either. He directly entered the light curtain of wine and water, within the artistic conception formation, and soon entered the tavern, looking at Chu Yan with a heavy expression.

"It's okay!"

Chu Yan said lightly and looked at Ping An.

Ping An gritted his teeth and said, "These three people think that the last day of today's deadline is my weakest time. This time I came here to extract the artistic conception of my practice!"

"how long it takes?"

Chu Yan asked.

"Hundred breaths, enough!"