Chapter 17 At the foot of Wudang Mountain, in front of the Sword Solving Stone!
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The time has not come yet!
At the foot of the Demon God Mountain, the demon kings frowned. For the past five years, this senior has been saying that the time has not come yet and refused them to take action wantonly to conquer the Xuanhuang Land.
In the eyes of the demon kings, as long as this ancestor of the ancestor takes action and they support from the borders of the four seas, it is not difficult to destroy the human race. However, they have been delayed again and again, especially five years ago, and they should not have let the big Han Guangming Dragon King leave here.
, although in the eyes of the demon kings, the vast starry sky is more dangerous, and no one who has set foot on the ancient road in the starry sky has ever heard of anyone returning, but after a long time, they are more willing to believe in their own hands. Only by ending it with their own hands can they be eliminated forever.
future trouble.
After half a stick of incense, the demon kings left. Although they failed to get the desired results, this senior had promised to travel around the world. If the innate pure Yang body dared to set foot in the demon kingdoms again, there would be no return.
Contrary to the expectations of the demon kings, everything was calm, and ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
In these ten days, no trace of the innate pure yang body was found in the territory of the four seas, not to mention the territory of the Han Dynasty and other five countries, as if it had suddenly disappeared from the human world.
But the legend about this man has been spread in the martial arts of the five countries, and has even been made into a story by storytellers in teahouses and restaurants. Every time it starts, the seats are packed.
Dahan, Shiyan Prefecture, Hubei Province, at the foot of Wudang Mountain.
After the beginning of winter, the white mist is as white as ice and the bone-piercing cold is still there. In the pavilion in front of Jiejian Stone, two Taoist priests from the outer courtyard rub their hands and perform Wudang's "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" from time to time to promote blood energy and resist the cold.
"These days, the innate pure Yang body is famous all over the world, and there are already six demon emperors who have fallen into his hands."
"If it's Qingyang Peak..."
Two disciples from the outer courtyard were talking, one of them stopped talking, and both fell silent. For Wudang, although its reputation has grown in recent years, it will never return to five years ago.
"Huh? Someone is coming!"
Suddenly, the two of them raised their eyebrows and looked at the mountain road in the distance. In the hazy white mist, a slender and tall figure was looming. With their eyesight, they could not distinguish the outline clearly.
Looking at each other, the two of them jumped out of the pavilion like galloping horses, their muscles tense and their expressions solemn. These days, apart from the demon clan, there are few martial arts people who dare to wantonly challenge the majesty of Wudang.
In fact, in the past five years, the number of monsters that have been strangled under the Zhenwu Seven-Jin Sword Formation is equal to the number in the past hundred years. There are even many demon lords, and even a demon king has relied on the quasi-sage artifact to escape the Zhenwu Seven-Jin Sword.
He tried to reach the Qingyang Palace due to the induction of the array, but was hit by a single whip from the air by three crazy Taoists from the Taihe Palace on the Golden Summit of Tianzhu Peak.
From then on, at the foot of Wudang Mountain, martial arts people with unknown origins or suspicious identities who came to worship the mountain were asked not to give up the Jie Jian Stone. They had to obtain the approval of the master of at least one peak on Wudang Mountain before they were eligible to enter the mountain.
Close!
Two young Taoist priests from the outer courtyard saw that it was a young man in his twenties, wearing a coarse white robe, with an upright posture and steady steps. He was walking on the mountain road. The mountain fog was rolling and spreading to both sides, like
Has a general spirituality.
The young man's face was delicate and not very outstanding, and he even looked a bit ordinary. Only his calm and indifferent temperament seemed to soothe the soul and made the two outer Taoist priests less wary.
Who is this?
Looking at the young man's face, the two young Taoist priests always felt familiar, as if they had been separated by a long time. In fact, they were only eighteen or nineteen years old. They had just become disciples of Wudang four years ago, and for young people
In terms of time, even if it is only a month, it is already a long time.
"At the foot of Wudang Mountain, in front of the Jie Jian Stone, whoever comes, stop there!" Before he had time to think deeply, a man took a step forward and shouted coldly.
Tianzhu Peak is hidden in the fog, and Wudang Seventy-Two Peaks are either towering, majestic, or steep. There are cranes singing, flying among the clouds, mountains and forests, and the golden sun shining through the gaps in the mountain fog, like
The holy glory banished from heaven.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Su Qinian couldn't help but take a deep breath. Five years is not long, but for his limited life and cultivation path, it is a long time. Fortunately, he returned earlier than expected, and the five years
A year is too short for the vast starry sky, but for the black and yellow earth, it is also enough for a generation to initially grow up.
Looking at the two young Taoist priests in front of him, Su Qinian is a bit unfamiliar. He must be a disciple of the outer courtyard who has just become a disciple of Wudang Sect in recent years. Unknowingly, another generation has grown up, and those belonging to his generation have also begun to transcend.
At the age of thirty, in this dark and yellow land, they no longer belong to the younger generation and have begun to enter middle age.
"Which peak are you disciples of the outer courtyard?" Su Qinian opened his mouth and said warmly.
"Baiyun Peak."
The two young Taoist priests said in unison, and then looked at each other, and they both understood the shock in the other's eyes. No, how could they respond to each other so easily, but for some reason, it was difficult for them to feel vigilant when looking at the person in front of them and hearing their voice.
, on the contrary, there is an inexplicable closeness and warmth like a spring breeze, just like facing the elders in the mountains.
"You two have reached the sixth level of "Turtle Snake Fist", but your energy and blood are a bit weak. Don't rush to break through the seventh level. Carefully practice the sixth form of Turtle Snake Fist, Earth Fire Ming Yi, which requires magnanimity, patience and savings."
Su Qinian looked at the two of them and spoke again. This time, the two young Taoist priests were shocked. Who on earth were these people? How could they know the essence of their Wudang "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu", although they were very familiar with the Turtle and Snake Fist.
The six postures are still half-understood, but in recent years, the Three Crazy Patriarchs on the Golden Summit of Tianzhu Peak have appeared from time to time to teach, from the most fundamental "Turtle and Snake Technique" to the realm of Yuanshen, covering everything. Among them, the turtle
The description of the sixth form of Snake Fist is almost the same as that of this person.
While the two were stunned, Su Qinian had already passed by them. He stood in front of the Jie Jian Stone, looking at this rock that had been polished by wind and rain for thousands of years. The first three crazy Taoists stood here. Initially,
Even the first-class national pillar of the Han Dynasty had to take off his sword when he came to the sword-breaking stone. He also pulled out the death-breaking knife behind the sword-breaking stone. So far, the origin has not been understood.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed. The boy in the prison car has become a young and strong man who is famous among all the tribes in the vast starry sky. Looking back on the past, even with Su Qinian's current state of mind, he can't help but feel as if he has been separated from this world.
.
However, this thought was just a snap away, and Su Qinian took steps to climb Wudang Mountain.
"stop!"
The two young Taoist priests came to their senses, turned around suddenly, and couldn't help shouting loudly. Just as they were about to take action, they felt a pure and sunny breath on the back of the figure in a coarse white robe, like a spring breeze turning into rain, suddenly falling here.
The boundaries of Wudang Mountain are spreading.
"Which Taoist friend comes to Wudang? Old Taoist Ning Tong is very polite."
The next moment, a majestic yet gentle voice came from Wudang Mountain. Then, on Tianzhu Peak, there seemed to be a rising sun, with a faint breath of pure sun, although it was far less than Su Qinian's.
Vigorous and pure, but also endless, it coincides with the true meaning of Wudang Tai Chi, the harmony of yin and yang. It is precisely in recent years that the master of Wudang and Ning Tao, whose skills have been increasingly deepened on the road of pure yang, are famous all over the world.
Wearing a purple Taoist robe trimmed with gold, this is a middle-aged Taoist with gray hair on the temples. The vicissitudes of life in his eyes show that he has experienced ups and downs in the years, which far exceeds the age of his appearance.
"The real master!"
The two young Taoist priests were shocked and saluted quickly. Unexpectedly, they alerted the master Ning Tong.
The man from Ningdao descended from the foggy sky and arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain. He did not look at the two outer courtyard disciples stationed at the mountain gate, but stared at the young figure in front of him who was wearing a coarse white robe.
A smile appeared on Su Qinian's lips, then he bowed slightly and said, "Headmaster, I'm back."
Master, I'm back!
Su Qinian's tone was low but solemn. Master Ning Taoist took a deep breath first, and then took two steps forward. Under the astonished eyes of the two young Taoists, he was always majestic in their eyes, and his joy and anger were invisible.
The headmaster of the real person first stretched out a hand and patted the young man's shoulder heavily, and then said again: "It's good to be back! It's good to be back!"
This is……
The two young Taoist priests were shocked. Looking at the world, not to mention their generation, even among the young masters of the previous generation who are entering middle age, there are very few who can get into the eyes of Master Ning Tong, let alone the scene in front of them.
You know there's a lot of connection.
Immediately, Ning Dao people frowned and their eyes fell on the two young Taoist priests. The will of the soul in the divine court was about to burst out of the body, but they heard Su Qinian speak and said calmly: "Headmaster, there is no need to worry, since Su
When you come back, you can announce it to the world."
The eyes of Ningdao people were shocked. Su Qinian spoke calmly. Standing in front of him, the pure Yang aura was as vast as the sea of stars. Compared with him, it was infinitely better than him. He could not feel the depth at all. Even in what he saw,
Among all the pure yangs, fear is incomparable.
Yuan Shen Chunyang, the ultimate state!
He didn't know what Su Qinian had gone through, but he thought that the starry sky was boundless and silent, and the hardships he had to endure while struggling up and down in it must be unimaginable.
"good!"
Taking another deep breath, Ning Taoist Taoist robe flicked, and a faint stream of pure Yang Qi went straight into Tianzhu Peak like a golden rainbow.
clang!
The Tai Chi bell rings and Wudang vibrates!
Could it be...
At this moment, no matter how stupid the two young Taoist priests in front of the Jie Jian Stone were, they woke up. Who could make Wudang Headmaster personally come to greet them? It was Su again. They thought about the Qingyang they had seen when they first entered the Baiyun Peak outer courtyard four years ago.
The image of the peak master, the two figures overlapped, their eyes widened, their faces flushed, their moods were excited and excited, their bodies started to tremble, they wanted to raise their arms, but they were afraid of being rude, they wanted to speak, but they didn't know.
What to say, I was at a loss for a moment.
At the same time, as the Tai Chi bell rang, on the peaks of Wudang, the aura of the soul revived, the mountain fog surged, the sky clouds dispersed, and a golden sun rose in the sky, shining brightly on the world. (Genuine subscription is the largest for Shibu.