Chapter 41: Destroy the dry and pull the rot, and enter deep into meditation
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Damn it!
The remaining ten disciples from the outer courtyard all took action almost without thinking.
This shows the decisiveness and profound martial arts experience of Wudang disciples. Even if they are only disciples from the outer courtyard, they are far from being comparable to ordinary martial arts practitioners. The ten people struck together, with strict rules and no conflict. The ten punches did not interfere with each other.
Ten important points on Su Qinian's body were respectively targeted.
The strength of the ten fists varies, and the level of understanding of the Turtle and Snake Fist is also different, but none of them is less than a master, and most of them have reached the third level of martial arts and understand it by heart.
Even so, it was not enough for Su Qinian. He leaned forward, and if the divine turtle revived, the black and yellow tortoise shell was like a sky shield, smashing into the ancient demon mountain, the air exploded, and a disciple from the outer courtyard was stunned.
He snorted, was knocked out, and fell into the lake.
The next moment, he seemed like a fierce tiger, falling into the flock of sheep. A pair of palms cut across the void. He could see through all the power and moves of his fists at a glance. In terms of his understanding of Turtle Snake Fist, he was confident that he was not weaker than anyone else. Plop! Plop!
As long as his fist is intercepted by him, it is impossible to break free. Needless to say, the power of a sweaty horse has not been perfected. Even if it is perfected, it is impossible to resist at all. In just a few breaths, the ten people who took action were killed.
He was thrown into the cold lake water one by one, and his strength was shaken away. He could only struggle in the lake, but it was difficult to climb ashore by his own strength. This cold winter month has to be said to be a kind of torture.
"Su Qier!" Jiang Qingliu yelled angrily.
"Nonsense!"
Su Qinian flashed his body and slapped him on the back. The young man, as handsome as jade, softened like mud. Su Qinian pinched the back of his neck, as if he were pinching a jumping skin monkey.
He was so ashamed and angry, but the next moment, Su Qinian gave him a strong swing, and he fell head and feet into the cold lake water.
In the distance, some of the outer court disciples who were watching the battle looked at each other, and they were all shocked. This young man was so fierce. Although the eleven outer court disciples had not yet established a foundation and were not entry-level disciples, among the ordinary outer court disciples, they were all above average in cultivation.
, so in front of this young man, he is as vulnerable as a chicken or a dog, and it is difficult to imagine the true background of this young man.
No one took action again. Su Qinian traveled unimpeded. Even if someone peeked from a distance, they never showed up. Su Qinian's eyes flashed and he caught many eyes, but the owner of these eyes was obviously not 100% sure. Of course,
Different from Jiang Qingliu and others before, there is almost no hostility, but more of a raging fighting spirit.
The annual festival competition is a martial arts event that cannot be ignored every year for the disciples of the outer courtyard. It is also the best opportunity to test what they have learned. Everyone is working hard to save and adjust their bodies, just like what Su Qinian captured
The peeping people who arrived were all very strong, but until he came to the Xuanwu Tower, no one jumped out. Apparently they were unwilling to be spied on by other opponents for the sake of this battle.
In front of the Xuanwu Tower, Su Qinian saw a young man. He had an ordinary appearance and a fluttering gray robe, but he had a deep majesty about him. Su Qinian could tell at a glance that this man's identity was extraordinary, at least because of his background.
It is unusual. Such a temperament cannot be cultivated in a day or two. It requires years of polishing before it can penetrate into the bones like this.
"Students have righteousness and strong blood, martial arts practitioners have courage, and they kill people in anger. Even if they come from a well-known family and are surrounded by people, it is difficult to cultivate such a temperament... Could it be that they are the children of officials and are above the sixth rank?
The high position..."
In an instant, Su Qinian changed several thoughts, but the heirs of officials could only take the imperial examination, and they were absolutely not allowed to have anything to do with martial arts sects or aristocratic families, and martial arts sects or aristocratic families were not allowed to have disciples enter.
As an official in court, it is impossible to have both martial arts and temples.
"I'm looking forward to the day when you build the foundation."
Unexpectedly, the young man only left these words and turned around to leave. The door of Xuanwu Tower was open and no one was guarding it.
"Inexplicable."
Su Qinian sneered. As a young man, he naturally understood the young man's mentality of boasting that he was invincible. He just saw that he had not yet established a foundation and was unwilling to take action to suppress him. Even though he seemed to be quite
He has the demeanor of a master, but in Su Qinian's opinion, he just doesn't know what it means.
It was also that he had just taken action to deal with Jiang Qingliu's twelve people, and he had already vented 80% to 90% of his anger. If not, even if this young man didn't want to take action, he would still draw his sword. He always thought that young people could be insulted. He is no longer that person.
The second son of the Su family, who is intoxicated with the fragrance of books in Chang'an City and does not want to pay attention to the turmoil of the world, is instead a son and daughter of the world who carries a heavy burden and can spill blood in all directions at any time.
Walking into Xuanwu Building, the layout was almost the same as that of Baiyunfeng's outer courtyard. When he entered the backyard, Su Qinian saw a sleeping turtle.
What!
If he hadn't known that he had arrived at the foot of Thunder Stone Peak, Su Qinian would have almost suspected that he had returned to the outer courtyard of Baiyun Peak. There was more than one psychic beast in Wudang Mountain that was about to evolve into a dragon turtle.
Compared with the divine turtle in the outer courtyard of Baiyun Peak, the one in front of him was obviously a bit bigger. The bulge on the turtle's head was about to grow. Su Qinian sensed an ominous aura that was almost enough to shake the sky and the earth.
Machine, he could imagine what an earth-shattering scene it would be when the pair of dragon horns were born.
The ninth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" is here?
Su Qinian pondered, and the second level of perfect spiritual power of the "Ecstasy Dafa" spread out of the body, enveloped the entire backyard, and then fell on the magical turtle in front of him.
There seems to be no difference.
He suspected that this old turtle couldn't even catch a breath, as if it really fell asleep and would never wake up again.
One stick of incense, two sticks of incense, half an hour, one hour.
Until his mental energy was exhausted, Su Qinian didn't have any clues, and instead felt dizzy.
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Sitting cross-legged and meditating, he absorbed a little vitality fluid from the five-color furnace. His mind was clear and his thoughts were ethereal. This time, he opened his eyes and became energetic again.
"The effort to enter concentration has deepened."
Su Qinian was stunned. He meditated in the five realms: regulating breath, entering concentration, turtle breath, innate, and divine illumination. It is very difficult for ordinary martial arts practitioners to enter concentration. Needless to say, the subsequent three realms of turtle breath, innate, and divine illumination were unknowingly
, his meditation skills have penetrated deeply and slowly penetrated into his bones.
Even at this time, Su Qinian felt that even if he no longer crossed his legs and closed his eyes, he could enter such a state of concentration at any time. There would be no difference between walking, sitting and lying down.
Glancing at the sleeping turtle in front of him, Su Qinian remained silent and once again released his mental power, penetrating into every inch of the turtle's shell and not letting go of every wrinkle. He tried his best to explore the secrets of the turtle, hoping to find out what was going on in "Turtle".
The portal to the ninth level of "Snake Skill".
Another hour later, the sun was in the middle of the sky, and the sun was shining brightly. It fell on the black and yellow tortoise shell, creating a magnificent brilliance like glazed amber.
Su Qinian stood quietly for a moment to recover the consumed mental power. He did not give up and understood again that the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Technique" foundation building was completely different from the ninth level of "Turtle and Snake Technique" foundation building. He had also heard that
Qing Yu and the two mentioned that the principle of foundation building has always been valued by all martial arts sects and aristocratic families. There are more than a dozen top foundation building techniques in the Celestial Dynasty. If someone reaches the tenth level in any of them, they will be enough to leave a name in the martial arts world.
History, not in an understatement, but with enough color to be remembered for endless years.
The most important thing is that there are unwritten rules in Wudang. Any disciple who has practiced "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" to the ninth level does not need to build a foundation. A top figure will engrave a life tablet and be directly promoted to an entry-level disciple, or even a disciple.
All channels in the peak will take action, and they want to recruit disciples in advance and teach them carefully, hoping to make them go further and reach the tenth level of "Turtle and Snake Technique" that is unparalleled in the world.
Therefore, if he fails to master the ninth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu", Su Qinian has already reached the foundation building requirements of Jiyuan Zhenren. Next, he will have to consider various preparations for foundation building. He really doesn't have much time.
Five years may seem like a long time, but for those who practice martial arts, it is not a blink of an eye, but it is also fleeting.
Building foundation is only the first step to truly enter the world of martial arts.
Many times, Su Qinian would feel a little confused. It was not fear, but a sigh at the long and difficult road of martial arts. If he was given fifty years, he would not say that he was sure to be proud of the world, nor would he
As for annihilating all living beings, he is only given five years. He really has no confidence. Even if he obtains the inheritance of Wudang Qingyang Peak's "Life-breaking Knife" and obtains a suspected transformation, the unique first form of "Dragon Subduing Palm", the big man
The Emperor is still like an ancient sacred mountain standing in front of him, towering into the nine heavens, leading to the vastness of the stars. This is a king who is unparalleled in both civil and military skills of all generations. The Emperor is like a dragon, and the emperor has no words.
The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time!
Su Qinian regained his mental strength again and again. The time he spent in meditation became shorter and shorter, and he was almost approaching the time limit of half a stick of incense. If he really reached half a stick of incense, he would have reached the third state of meditation and died. p>
After recovering my mental strength for the seventh time, the moon rises. This time of meditation seems to have reached a bottleneck. It is difficult to shorten the time. My mood is as calm as Su Qinian's, but I am also a little annoyed.
Could it be that he is really dead?
Su Qinian recalled that when he was in the outer courtyard of Baiyun Peak, the divine turtle swallowed the moon, which made him realize the true essence of the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu". His understanding of the Turtle and Snake Fist advanced by leaps and bounds, but the divine turtle in front of him didn't do anything at all.
There was no movement.
After pondering for a moment, Su Qinian raised his eyebrows. He took a step forward, made a fist seal, and punched the turtle's head.
Poof!
With a soft sound, the fist fell on the wrinkled old skin, rippling gently, and all the strength suddenly disappeared like a mud cow sinking into the sea.
Sitting in the wind and water?
Su Qinian was surprised. This way of releasing one's strength to control one's strength does not conform to the essence of the fourth form of Turtle Snake Fist. (After the third update, please subscribe, please give me a monthly ticket, genuine subscription is the greatest support for the Ten Steps!)