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On the martial arts field.
In the Six Directions Outer Courtyard, some disciples who had been sitting still suddenly stood up, their eyes shining brightly, staring at the rooftop platform in the distance.
On the high platform.
"To gain the marrow of trance, this is the basic swordsmanship to gain the marrow of trance. See the extraordinary in the ordinary. If you take a step further, you will transcend the ordinary and enter the Taoist realm."
Some of the deacons from the Sixth Academy spoke with blazing eyes, and more of them sighed.
"This boy is extremely talented in swordsmanship."
Taoist Jingshan spoke. This Taoist Protector of Huixian Peak had a great reputation among the Jingzi generation. As soon as he opened his mouth, many deacons and protectors looked at him sideways, and finally began to look squarely at the second person from Qingyang Peak.
Huangyafeng outer courtyard.
Gu Yuehe was very quiet. His face was expressionless. Looking at everything in front of him, he seemed not to care about the various changes on the platform.
In addition, there are also some disciples from the outer courtyard who just glanced at it lightly, were slightly surprised, and then stopped paying attention.
These people are not ordinary disciples, but real masters in the outer courtyard.
Su Qinian remained motionless, and his mental power sensed the flow of air in all directions and the change of breath, and vague figures appeared in his mind. Occasionally, the breath leaked, which was far beyond the ordinary seventh level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu". Among them,
The fluctuations of zhenqi that many people inadvertently emit are quite impressive. It can be seen that it does not take a day or two to breed the inner family's zhenqi from the beginning of the world.
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The sound of the sword was long, but it could not last for ten breaths.
In just a few breaths, Huang Qingli improved his swordsmanship to the extreme, his energy and blood spurted out, and the fiery red horse in the process of transformation let out a long and silent neigh. His momentum was like a rainbow, but was ruthlessly cut off by Qing Yu's sword.
His strength was knotted, and after eight, eighty-sixty-four strikes, his jaw went numb, and the long sword came out of his hand. His whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he staggered back. He could no longer hold back a mouthful of blood and spat it out.
Huang Qingli slumped to the ground, but his eyes were fixed on Qing Yu. He never expected that his former defeated generals, after not seeing each other for a short period of time, would actually advance by leaps and bounds in his knowledge of swordsmanship. It was not that he was not improving fast enough, but
It's the Qingyu in front of him who surpasses him too much.
Huang Qingli lost!
Many Huangya Peak disciples below the Tiantian Platform find it difficult to accept, but everything really happened, and under the supervision of the deacons of the generation Jing, there is no room for falsehood.
In the end, Qingyu just glanced at Huang Qingli calmly, and walked slowly down the black iron stone platform without saying another word. Now, such an opponent is no longer in his eyes, and all the things in the past can disappear.<
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The winter sun is warm and soft, and Tianzhu Peak stands between heaven and earth in the afternoon. Looking up from the outer courtyard of Tianzhu Peak, the golden summit appears among the mountain mist and mist. It is full of auspicious air and dense purple air. This is the most mysterious and noble place in Wudang.
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When Qing Yu returned, the fat man smiled and raised a cup of Taihe tea. Qing Yu glared at him and then nodded towards Su Qinian.
Cang!
Not long after, the furnace rang, the third round of the first game ended, and the fourth round began.
Gu Yuehe stood up.
This quasi-real disciple of Huangya Peak, who was admired by all the stars, stood up. In an instant, eyes from all directions gathered. Many disciples from the outer courtyard showed envy, and more of them were in awe. He could be admired by the young man of Jin Suofeng’s generation.
Jinguang Zhenren took a fancy to it, and it was absolutely extraordinary. As far as many outer courtyard disciples know, Gu Yuehe has reached perfection at the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Technique", and has even begun to comprehend the mysteries of the ninth level. As soon as the Gu Yue River moved, some disciples in the Six Directions Outer Courtyard who were originally as calm as water and kept hidden could not help but look sideways, trying to win the position of leader in this annual festival competition. Among the disciples who have not yet established the foundation, this is absolutely
It is an insurmountable mountain.
Even many foundation-building disciples have slightly awe-inspiring eyes. After stepping into the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu", they already have the skills to compete with martial arts masters who have just entered the third-rate Kaitian realm. Needless to say, some foundation-building disciples have reached the eighth level.
In contrast, even if it has been a year and a half since the foundation was built, we may not be able to get any benefit from it.
On the Tiankui platform, Gu Yuehe stood still, and the other thirty-five square Tiangang stone platforms suddenly became eclipsed.
Tiankui Terrace is surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. I'm afraid there may not be a full four or five hundred people, and the other thirty-five Tiangang stone platforms combined will be slightly less than two points.
"The whole Qingzhi in the outer courtyard of Tianzhu Peak!"
As Gu Yuehe's opponent, a young man about the age of a weak man holds a long green iron sword in his hand. He stands at the other end of Tiankui Tower and has an aura as strong as a mountain.
This is a foundation-building disciple who has always been quite famous in the outer courtyard. Although he is not among the top few, he should not be underestimated. His swordsmanship is quite good. It is rumored that the "Wudang Sword" is a third-rate sect.
"Dharma" has been understood by heart, and when it comes to swordsmanship alone, among the disciples in the outer courtyard, he is ranked in the top twenty by those who do good things.
"Draw out the sword."
Even facing such an opponent, Gu Yuehe didn't care at all. The mutton-fat jade medal around his waist rippled lightly, and the white jade dragon turtle in his left hand was rubbed between his fingers. However, it was a circle larger than the previous one, and only gave birth to
A light layer of batter.
Quan Qingzhi didn't speak, but there was a bit of sullenness in his eyes. This was because he was looking down upon him. He actually had a free hand to play with jade in the big competition. He felt that the gap between the two was too big and not enough.
Do you want him to take it seriously and treat it seriously?
The palm of the hand holding the hilt of the sword is strong, and the tip of the sword is pointed at Tiankuitai. Quan Qingzhi is a young man who does not look very handsome, but as soon as he holds the sword, his temperament becomes sharp and powerful. On the sword body
Gradually a layer of pure white light emerged, which was the flawless brilliance of the inner family's true energy.
The air became stagnant, with Quan Qingzhi as the center, and in a radius of three feet, some fine dust and fallen leaves trembled slightly, and finally they were only an inch away from the ground, rising and falling.
Infuriating field!
Beside the Tiankui platform, many disciples who have not yet established the foundation showed envy. The foundation establishment is a natural chasm. Once you cross it, you will truly enter the forest of martial arts masters. If you cannot cross it, if you are lucky, everything will be as usual. If you are not lucky, your mind will be enslaved by your own whims.
, being obsessed with madness is the result of body death and Taoism disappearing.
Buzz!
The long sword in Quan Qingzhi's hand made a soft sound. This move made many disciples in the outer courtyard marvel. This control of the power vibrated the sword and produced a frightening sword sound. I am afraid that more than 90% of the disciples in the entire outer courtyard were stunned.
Can't do it.
"Draw out the sword." Gu Yuehe said again, his thin lips parted slightly, showing a bit of impatience.
His eyebrows stood up, and in an instant, Quan Qingzhi drew his sword. The sword was like the rising sun, and the tip of the sword breathed out nearly two inches of pure white light. The sword was like the white fish belly on the horizon, cutting through the darkness.
As the morning sun rises, the sword's light shines across the world, rising slowly along with the dense purple air.
"The morning sun is rising! The spring sun is universal! The purple energy is coming from the east!"
Many disciples from all over the world exclaimed, "Wudang swordsmanship has three moves in a row. One sword is more powerful than the other, and the three swords are connected in a row. This kind of scene made some rigid deacons and protectors on the high platform also nodded slightly. This disciple is a "Wudang swordsman"
"Sword Technique", I'm afraid it's not as simple as comprehending it by heart, but getting the marrow in a preliminary way. If the opportunity comes in the future, you may not be able to go one step further, comprehend the Tao realm, and lay the true foundation of the way of swordsmanship.
The moment after Quan Qingzhi took out his sword, Gu Yuehe also took action. He was very wanton, even casual. He played with the white jade dragon turtle with his left hand without moving, and made a fist seal with his right hand to pierce through. Boom!
The fist produced the sound of thunder, the air twisted, and a five-color furnace flowed with five-color brilliance, like a dream, as if it did not really exist in this world, and a hot energy and blood as powerful as the Yangtze River surged out from the opened furnace lid.
When it comes out, it falls like a waterfall, drowning the whole body and sword light.
Cang!
The five-color melting furnace was suppressed, and it was enlarged to a height of more than ten feet. As it was suppressed, there was a sound of gold and iron in the blood that was as dense as clouds, but it soon disappeared.
A moment later, the figure belonging to Quan Qingzhi flew out from the middle, and the long sword fell from his hand, falling under the Tiankui stage.
Withdrawing his fist, Gu Yuehe turned around and walked off the stone platform without even looking.
It wasn't until this moment that many disciples from the outer courtyard realized what was happening. Some people's voices became stuttering and they said in disbelief: "That was a boxing technique just now."
On the high platform.
"Unexpectedly, he condensed the eighth form of the Turtle Snake Fist. The five-color melting pot suppresses all enemies. This is the boxing realm of Tai Chi Reincarnation and the Five Elements Reincarnation."
"In this way, the eighth level of the "Turtle and Snake Technique" is truly perfect. It depends on whether you have the talent and understanding to understand the mystery of the ninth level."
Some guardians congratulated the deacons and deacons of the outer courtyard of Huangya Peak. The deacons and guardians who arrived from Jinsuo Peak were also quite satisfied. They were able to be favored by the master of the peak, Jin Guangzhen, and took him under his disciples. They naturally understood that this was just the tip of the iceberg.<
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As Gu Yuehe walked, many Huangya Peak disciples followed behind him, but they did not walk side by side or pass over each other. Even some of the Foundation Establishment disciples were no exception. His pure white robe was not stained by dust. After this battle, his body became even more hairy.
He came out with a certain grace, which made some female disciples in Liufang outer courtyard shine with brilliance.
His eyes inadvertently glanced around the corner, and as if he sensed something, he saw the young man looking sideways, glanced at him, and then looked away.
The pupils shrank, but soon relaxed again. After a while, Gu Yuehe sat down, with a faint sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Cang!
After half a cup of tea, the stove was struck, and the fourth round of the first game ended.
In the corner, Su Qinian put down the tea cup in his hand, stuffed the last orange segment into his mouth, chewed it carefully, then swallowed it, and then slowly stood up.
"Su Qier!"
This is the outer courtyard of Lei Shifeng. Some disciples are gnashing their teeth. They will never forget that day. A group of people were thrown into the cold lake without any resistance.
To this day, this has almost become a joke in the entire Lei Shifeng outer courtyard. A group of disciples on the seventh level of "Turtle and Snake Technique" have joined forces and failed to win a person with the name of beggar. It has only been more than a year since they entered the spiritual path.
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