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At night.

In the main hall of the Su Mansion, Ms. Su cooked a pot full of green vegetable soup. The green vegetables were the only ones left in the small yard. They were the vegetables brought to the capital from Hailing Prefecture. After two years of reincarnation, they struggled alone.

This is the only pot left.

The most beautiful thing is the taste of hometown.

Although it was a winter night, the main hall was not cold, but as warm as spring. Su Wangsheng and his wife could only attribute this to the dragon beast's profound magical power.

A bowl of vegetable soup has no oil or water, but in Su Qinian's opinion, it is more mellow and intoxicating than any century-old wine.

He was tipsy, and his only regret was that his eldest brother Su Qiming was not there and could not get back in time.

Perhaps it was the two years of being in jail that had not seen the light of day that weakened her muscles and bones, so Su became tired very quickly after dinner.

Fortunately, the main hall was as warm as spring, like a blazing charcoal fire. Su leaned on the old wicker chair and fell asleep soundly.

Su Wangsheng nuzzled at Su Qinian and walked out of the main hall. Su Qinian got up and followed him out.

The winter moon is cold and it is difficult to see the stars. The night in Chang'an City is as peaceful and peaceful as other places.

In the courtyard, Su Wangsheng, who had changed into a blue and white robe prepared by Su Qinian, sighed and said: "The ups and downs of officialdom are indeed not a place for a scholar like me. Some people have grudges. It's not just the Jianghu that has grudges, it's people.

Who in the world can withdraw..."

Su Qinian was silent and stood side by side with Su Wangsheng. Two years later, he was approaching eighteen years old and was already slightly taller than his father.

It wasn't until a long time later that Su Qinian said, "Resign."

His tone was calm, and he spoke after careful consideration. After all, the master of the Qiankun Arsenal has not subdued the law, and there is still a demonic way to spy on him, and his motives are unknown. It is impossible for him to guard his parents all the time. Compared to the fields he is involved in now, his parents

It is already difficult to touch. In fact, this is a world that is beyond the reach of 99% of people in this world. It seems to be high above, but it is also closer to life and death.

The most important thing is that as his spiritual cultivation continues to rise, his understanding of the origin becomes deeper and deeper, and Su Qinian feels something vaguely.

God, things are going to change.

Especially when he transformed into a dragon before, he stirred up the time inheritance of the Dragon Clan sage and was able to understand a trace of the origin of time. At that moment, his spiritual will was unprecedentedly clear, as if he saw an eternal river that never ceases to flow, which has no beginning.

and direction, the vast and endless river of time and space.

In the dark, he seemed to see nine stalwart figures swimming upstream.

Su Wangsheng fell silent. The imperial edict stated that he was promoted to a fourth-level arsenal major. For him, this may be a position that he had never reached in his previous life. At least for officials to be promoted, one must first reach the level of martial arts.

To become a good person, you need to break the shackles of the second-rate Dragon and Tiger realm and step into the first-rate Hunyuan realm.

But what if you majored in a fourth-grade arsenal?

During the more than two years in Tianlao, Su Wangsheng watched people around him come and go, life and death, sometimes happening one after another in one day.

He felt a little numb. He understood the difficulty and preciousness of life. What could be more worth cherishing than family reunion and good health?

In his early years, he participated in martial arts competitions in order to become an official. Only when he truly reached the edge of the world did he realize that what he wanted to get may require giving something he didn't necessarily want to give.

Inside and outside the temple, there are constant ups and downs of grudges.

So what if we are proud of our ancestors? As long as we can survive, be fulfilled and contented, everyone is different.

He, Su Wang, was content with his life up to this point.

"good!"

After a brief silence, Su Wangsheng nodded heavily.

This middle-aged man learned to give up after experiencing changes.

He stretched his arms and said, "If I can study, practice martial arts, cultivate my character, and see you and Qi Ming get married and start a business, this life will be enough."

Su Qinian's nose felt a little sour for no reason. This kind of emotion was too long for him. He understood that his father was not a person who was good at showing his emotions. To be able to say something like this, it would be impossible to express it without a thorough understanding.

Soon, Su Qinian smiled and said: "On Wudang Mountain, there are thousands of Taoist secrets, all of which can be seen at a glance."

His eyes lit up, Su Wangsheng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Okay!"

Su Qinian thought and took out a jar of ten-year-old wine. This was Qingye's collection and had been plundered by him frequently in the past two years.

A strange color flashed in Su Wangsheng's eyes. He had never seen the Sumeru treasure, but he had seen some records. This was not a treasure that could be obtained by one or two thousand taels of snow silver. The second son's net worth was already so rich.

He was not polite. The father and son drank a jar of wine together, half of it was drunk. Su Wangsheng was already drunk. He was helped by Su Qinian and returned to the main hall, where he lay down on another old wicker chair and fell asleep.

After sweeping away his mental will, Su Qinian discovered that the two elders had a lot of hidden wounds in their bodies, especially his mother Su, who was only at the third level of "Benma Jin". After living in the dank Tianlao underground for more than two years,

The muscles, bones and joints are somewhat loose and degenerated.

As he thought, Su Qinian attracted two traces of the almost undetectable Primordial Mother Qi. The two elders' bodies were now too fragile and could not bear any more Primordial Mother Qi.

With the majestic and subtle spiritual will control, Su Qinian guided two traces of the original mother's energy into the bodies of the two elders respectively, repairing the hidden wounds, nourishing the vitality and blood, and then feeding back the spirit.

The morning sun rises.

Su Wangsheng and Su Shi woke up almost at the same time. They both felt full of energy and their bodies seemed to have endless energy. Some of the dull pain in their bodies seemed to disappear overnight.

The two looked at each other, a little happy, but didn't think too much.

After half a stick of incense, he rode the dragon beast again in front of the house. Su was still a little uneasy. Su Wangsheng already had some guesses. At least from the way the dragon beast under him looked at his second son, he could know that the strange beast was very difficult.

If you surrender to others, you will definitely be stronger than them. In Su Wangsheng's opinion, the second son may have reached the second-rate level in cultivation, so that he can control this rare dragon beast.

The morning market in Chang'an City is very lively, with hot steamed buns, vegetable vendors carrying their burdens, and stalls selling tofu cakes and wontons, all of which are already occupied by people.

The sacred dragon beast was walking on the long street. Even the people of Chang'an City who were used to seeing martial arts masters rarely saw such dragon beasts. They all thought it was auspicious, and everyone showed curiosity. Some people clasped their hands.

, paying homage from a distance, some even wanted to kneel down, but were held up by an invisible force, making it difficult for them to do so.

This made these people think that it was a miracle, and their eyes became more pious.

Su Qinian showed a look of helplessness. These are the people, and they are also the largest group of people among all living beings. These people are simple and kind, but also ignorant, stubborn, greedy, jealous, and the seven emotions and six desires have evolved to the extreme here.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why the devil is so hard to destroy.

If the demonic thoughts are not eliminated and the demonic path is immortal, what is a demon? What is a fairy? Su Qinian thought thoughtfully.

The seven emotions and six desires are demons, the seven emotions and six desires are gods!

One thought becomes a devil, one thought becomes a god!

Therefore, good and evil exist in the same mind.

Su Qinian was shocked. At this moment, in the Dantian Qi sea, the Hunyuan ancestral fetus shone brightly. The light inside became brighter and brighter, and the light began to mature.

It is hard to imagine that at this moment, the eighth source of mysteries belonging to light will be clearly understood. This source of mysteries is of great significance, indicating that Su Qinian has begun to transcend the boundaries of the ordinary seven sources of mysteries, and has begun to transcend the extreme realm and reach the true level.

of Dzogchen.

In an instant, in the sea of ​​Qi in Dantian, the Qi of Yuanshi Mother fell down and was swallowed up by the Hunyuan Ancestral Fetus. In just a moment, Su Qinian felt that his cultivation level had increased by more than a few percent, and the Bright True Qi became more harmonious and more powerful than before.

A touch of change and reality.

The true Qi of light fed back into the physical body, and the Qi of the First Mother merged into the flesh and blood fascia. Su Qinian could only feel the tail end of his spine, and the small world of the first divine treasure orifice began to boil, and there were signs of penetrating the small world of the second divine treasure orifice.

Calmly, Su Qinian stepped forward and bought a few sesame cakes and steamed buns. He was wearing a pure white Taoist robe with purple ribbons, and his hair was as white as snow. However, he was just a teenager. However, some gentry vaguely recognized his identity, and they all showed awe and sighs.

In their opinion, for a young man to stir up trouble in Chang'an is simply a myth and legend, but this young man did it and became famous all over the world.

Just yesterday, the imperial edict came out of the capital, announcing to the world that the master of the Qiankun Arsenal, Marquis Lingtong, colluded with the devil and framed Zhongliang, and was wanted by the six gates. Several gods went out to arrest him, and the person behind this imperial edict

The other master is the young man in front of me, the current master of Wudang Qingyang Peak, the master of the Taoist Academy, and the little god Su Qinian.

Supervising all martial arts affairs in the world, he is of the highest rank. Although he has no real power above the court, his status is already similar to that of the four military marshals including Sangong and Demon Suppressor King.

And this is just a boy who will turn eighteen in more than a month and will enter his youth.

Su Qinian stepped forward, seemingly slowly but actually quickly, and the dragon beast also quickened his pace. Soon he reached the east end of the Imperial Road Long Street, entered the deep alley, and came to the purple-red sandalwood door of the Taoist Temple.

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"This is... Taoist Temple!"

Su Wangsheng was a little surprised and doubtful. Wasn't the Taoist Temple in those days already in decline? He had also come to visit the ruins. There was a sea of ​​grass and only a sloppy old man living alone. But now it looked solemn and solemn. Many young masters were inside.

Morning exercises, swords, guns, swords and halberds, fists, palms and legs, all kinds of colorful martial arts are colorful and gorgeous. They are all advanced martial arts that Su Wangsheng has only seen in his life. At least they are second-rate martial arts that he has never touched, and they contain the rare true meaning of martial arts.

With just a quick glance, Su Wangsheng knew that the people in this courtyard were all rare masters of the younger generation, all of whom were in the second-rate Dragon and Tiger Realm. He was a little confused as to why the second son brought them here. Could it be that they were not just

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