She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

"Everyone! Let us pay tribute to these heroes!"

After hearing Qian Zhenyu's reminder, Chen Pingan raised the jar of wine in his hand high, with a sound like a loud bell.

Seeing this scene, all the people who had gathered here from all over the world raised their glasses of wine.

"Thank you to these heroes for your contributions to the Chinese martial arts community!"

"Without them, we wouldn't be standing here!"

"They are the biggest contributors to the Chinese martial arts world being able to survive this crisis, and we are just lucky to have survived!"

"Therefore, this cup is for the heroes!"

After saying this, Chen Pingan started talking and drinking without hesitation.

At the same time, everyone present, regardless of their alcohol tolerance, drank the wine in one gulp!

After Chen Pingan finished drinking the wine, he threw the jar heavily at his feet.

Immediately afterwards, crisp sounds were heard one after another!

"Please rest assured, Chen Ping'an will never let you sacrifice in vain. From now on, I, Chen Ping'an, will make a vow to the heaven and earth that I will graduate and live a peaceful life in the Chinese martial arts world in my lifetime!"

After saying this, Chen Pingan bowed deeply towards the endless tombstones!

In an instant, everyone present bowed in unison!

"From now on, everyone in the Chinese martial arts community will fast for three days to comfort the heroic spirits!"

Chen Ping'an's voice sounded again, but his voice was filled with strong sadness.

......

night.

The worship is over.

All the people from the Chinese martial arts community who had gathered here from all over the world left one by one.

The war has only ended for a month, and there are still many things waiting for these people to do.

The Chinese martial arts community still has a long way to go in terms of post-war recuperation, treatment of the wounded, etc.

However, Chen Pingan did not leave.

One reason was that he was seriously injured, so the official duties were temporarily handed over to others. The other reason was that Chen Pingan still had something to do.

That night, after everyone had left, Chen Pingan and Song Chufeng came here again.

Under the night sky, Chen Pingan toasted in front of the tombstones one by one.

During this period, Chen Pingan saw many names that he was completely unfamiliar with.

These people are different from Wang Peng and other big names who have long been famous in the martial arts world.

Even after death, no one will remember their names.

But it is because of the existence of these people that the Chinese martial arts world was able to overcome this difficulty.

Therefore, when Chen Pingan encountered a name he had never known before, he would engrave this name in his mind like carving with a knife or an axe.

Even though he knew that there was not much point in doing so, he had to do it because others could forget some names, but he, Chen Pingan, could not.

I don’t know how long it took, but the sky had already turned white.

It was dawn when Chen Pingan finished all this.

"It's getting late, and your injury hasn't healed yet. You should go back and rest."

Song Chufeng looked at Chen Pingan with some loneliness. He knew how serious Chen Pingan's injuries were.

Hearing this, Chen Pingan did not speak, but just nodded silently.

He will keep respect for these people with his eyes, but he will never stop because of it.

Because this is not what those who have sacrificed want to see.

Chen Pingan must shoulder everything these people have to shoulder and forge ahead!

So, when the half moon rose that day, Chen Pingan had already returned to the dilapidated courtyard where he had lived in seclusion before.

There is a citrus tree in the courtyard.

When he retired again, Chen Ping'an would take care of the citrus tree every day, and pick two citrus fruits to quench his thirst in his spare time.

But before long, the citrus trees were empty.

Because the little monk who lives here with Chen Pingan is such a big eater.

"By the way, has the little guy's injury healed?" Song Chufeng asked with a smile.

"It's been healed for a long time, otherwise I wouldn't have left him here." Chen Pingan responded while sitting on the chair.

"What about you?" Song Chufeng turned to look at Chen Ping'an, "How long will it take for your injuries and your realm to recover?"

"The reason why I fell down and got injured was because of the backlash of the Yin-Yang Reversal Technique."

"So when my injuries are healed, my realm will return to its peak."

“However, the backlash of the Yin-Yang Reversal Method is too strong. Even for me, it would be difficult to cure me in a short period of time unless you can refine the Yuan-breaking Pill.”

Chen Pingan explained slowly and calmly. As one of the most skilled doctors in the world, Chen Pingan knew his injuries and situation better than anyone else.