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The ninth level of "Turtle and Snake Technique" is different from the eighth level. It gradually opens the 365 hidden orifices of the human body, connects the heaven and the earth, and draws the primordial energy of heaven and earth deep in the void into the body to refine the energy.
Blood condenses skin, tendons, bones, and marrow, so that those who practice martial arts are reborn, surpassing the limits of the human body, and reaching a higher level.
At this moment, as Ling Qingping and Tu Qingfeng took action, the Hunyuan Qi and blood condensed by the Yuanshi Qi were so majestic that they even made many Foundation Establishment disciples feel palpitated. They were originally internal masters who had extremely condensed human body essence.
Zhenqi seems to be slightly inferior compared to it.
Buzz!
In the void, five-color divine flowers flow. These are two five-color melting pots, which transform from virtual reality to manifest the world.
But compared to Su Qinian's almost real boxing realm, the five-color melting pot developed by Ling Qingping and the two seems to be an artifact that does not exist in the world, a little more ethereal, a little less vicissitudes and simplicity.<
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Boom!
In an instant, the two of them took action. Two five-color furnaces flew across the sky. Where the five colors met, chaotic light faintly flowed. The air was shattered, and a long vacuum was drawn out.
Bang!
Another foundation-building disciple was knocked away. Su Qinian turned his eyes. He made fist seals with both hands, and another five-color furnace appeared on the front of the fist. The two five-color furnaces moved with the front of the fist, and both shrank to the size of a palm.
But that kind of heavy boxing realm seems to be able to collapse the vacuum.
With two fists piercing forward, Su Qinian shook the five-color melting pot that was suppressed by two mouths.
Dang! Dang!
The four five-color furnaces collided, as if the divine bell of heaven was being struck. Sparks flew out, as big as a thumb. They were so hot that the Yiyuan Terrace was burnt with pits.
The three of them fought, and several young disciples who had not yet established their foundation were accidentally affected. They were directly swept away by the intertwined fists of the three. They spit out a mouthful of blood in the air and fell off the stage.
Retreat!
The disciples who were as strong as Wei Qinghu and other Foundation Establishment disciples also changed their expressions and did not dare to take action again. These three people were ridiculously strong and had established a boxing realm that did not allow others to interfere.
Four five-color furnaces flew across the sky, and where the three of them were, tens of feet of air twisted, creating pale vacuum streaks.
But like many supervisory deacons on the Yiyuan Stage, they still have a vague understanding of the truth and reality, and many Taoists of the Jingzi generation have slightly changed their expressions.
The young man's boxing realm was so strong that the Qi of the two palm-sized five-color furnaces was so strong that it seemed like it could break through the sky. Almost every collision left clear streaks on Ling Qingping's five-color furnaces.
Print.
Angry!
After nine punches, Su Qichang roared like a dragon, and the dragon horse behind him suddenly rushed into the body, and the man and horse became one.
His fists became incomparably dazzling, with Chaos Qi lingering in the red clouds, and the Qi and Blood fists glowing with radiance, and the punches had a full five-inch edge.
Poof!
With both fists punched out and accompanied by the dragon's roar, the five-color furnace belonging to Ling Qingping and the others was punched through and exploded in the air.
Five colors of light rained down into the void. Under the horrified gazes of many disciples from the Sixth Academy, Ling Qingping and the others flew out like straw and fell to the foot of the Yiyuan Stage. After they landed, they staggered back ten steps again before barely stopping themselves.
His face was pale and his arms were convulsed, obviously unable to withstand Su Qinian's powerful punch.
Continuous punches, or the eighth form of Turtle Snake Fist, are the most powerful boxing techniques. Su Qinian also consumes a lot of money, but he doesn't care at all. The "Turtle Snake Kung Fu" is running, deep in the void,
Wisps of the original energy of heaven and earth seeped out, and penetrated into his body along the dark orifices that penetrated his whole body, replenishing what he needed in an instant. Coupled with the deep and pure spiritual power endowed by the third level of the "Ecstasy Technique", he could
Always stay at your peak.
"One hundred and ten secret orifices!"
On the high platform, the deacons and masters of the outer courtyard were shrouded in spiritual power. They understood the truth and reality. They looked at each other and caught the shock in their eyes. They had actually penetrated a hundred and ten dark orifices, nearly 30% of the dark orifices.
Being able to get through, such a speed of improvement is simply unbelievable. Such consumption and accumulation may be difficult for even a large and famous family that has been prosperous for hundreds of years in a state, and it may not be possible to reach this point even if it means bankrupting everything.
This made some Jingzi people think deeply, and many people became silent.
At this moment, on the Yiyuan Stage, the Hunyuan Qi and blood belonging to Su Qinian oppressed the void and shocked the soul. He breathed the Qi of the Origin of Heaven and Earth, and was always at its peak. The five-color furnace moved with the fist, crushing the disciples of the Sixth Academy.
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Cang!
As strong as Wei Qinghu, he didn't even receive a single punch before he was shaken away from his internal energy, staggered backwards, and finally fell off the stage.
Ling Qingping and Tu Qingfeng of the ninth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" were both defeated. On the Yiyuan Stage, many foundation-building disciples saw the Hunyuan Fist Light that Su Qinian broke out of his body. The five-inch fist light was probably only twelve serious ones.
Only those who have penetrated at least ten of them will be able to compete with a cultivation level close to Hungry Tiger Leaping Stream.
It was not until this moment that some foundation-building disciples understood that the mystery of the ninth level of "Turtle and Snake Technique" could actually absorb the primordial energy of heaven and earth deep in the void. You must know that generally speaking, only those in the second-rate Dragon and Tiger Realm can
The top figures in the world have opened the door to the first-class realm, so that they can absorb the original energy of heaven and earth, temper the true energy, and strengthen the spirit. The world where first-rate figures stand is also called the Hunyuan realm.
Su Qinian's body is like a dragon entering the sea, his fists are like horses flying in the sky, the five-color furnace is rotating, and the chaotic dragon patterns are rising and falling. He has a general trend of victory. Almost no one can catch a punch and it is difficult to take the lead.
Even if it was Baiyun Peak's Qinglu, Luo Qingjiang, Tianzhu Peak's Dao Qingkong, Lei Shifeng's Ling Qingyang, Yan Qingyu, at most no one could withstand the third punch. Su Qinian's energy and blood surged.
If the Yangtze River stretches endlessly and shows no signs of weakening, even the disciples who have been deeply entrenched in meditation for several years after building the foundation are still frightened by Su Qinian's continuous attack.
The power is simply incredible.
After half a stick of incense.
The five-color furnace crushed the void, crushing the air. Another Foundation Establishment disciple groaned, and fell down to the stage like a piece of ruined cloth. Looking at the Yiyuan Stage, except for the three people from Qingyang Peak, and the thirty-six supervisors
Master Deacon, where are the other disciples from the Sixth Academy?
There was a long silence. The disciples and people of Jing's generation looked at the young man on the Yiyuan Stage. His dark green robe was fluttering in the wind. He stood tall, with his black hair dancing lightly. His eyes were like lightning. He looked down at the four directions. No one said anything for a long time.
One word.
After beating all the disciples in the outer courtyard, no one dared to question it!
The fat man had already opened his mouth. He never thought that Su Qinian would reach such a situation with such violence, sweeping away the outstanding figures among the disciples of the Sixth Academy. With a pair of fists, no one dared to say a word.
Qing Yu glanced around, and sure enough, at this time, there were more than a thousand disciples from the outer courtyard densely packed in all directions of Yiyuantai, but they were completely silent. All doubts and speculations disappeared. Facing such a young man who swept away all the young and powerful men in the outer courtyard, they were left with nothing but
Awe and sigh.
As for the Qingyang Peak lineage inheritance, it seems that none of them are more qualified than the young man on the Yiyuan Stage.
Hum!
On the high platform, the deacons from Huangya Peak and Lion Peak walked away with gloomy expressions on their faces.
Looking at Dingfeng, the young man Jinggu smiled brightly. Next to him, the guardian brother who originally held his shoulders also let go of his hand. His eyes were complicated and he suddenly felt a little headache.
A New Year's Ceremony Competition ended like this. The last foundation-building disciple who was knocked away by Su Qinian was dizzy. According to the rules of the competition, he had only mastered the cultivation of four twelve serious scriptures, but
If you become the leader among the foundation-building disciples this year, you can get a full bottle of thirty-six middle-grade vitality pills.
This caught him off guard and made him feel guilty, but he was also secretly happy. With this whole bottle of middle-grade vitality pills, his practice in the third-rate Kaitian realm would be shortened by a long period of time.
A three-foot-square rosewood box was handed to Su Qinian. The deacon Taoist who handed it over came from the ceremony hall. His eyes fell slightly and he said: "The leader of the disciples who have not established the foundation of the annual ceremony, this second-rate light skill "Qing Gong".
"Ladder" and the seeds of inheritance are handed over to you. I hope you will practice diligently and do more good deeds."
After a pause, the deacon of the ceremony hall continued: "But you contradicted the deacon of Jingzi generation, which is against our Wudang etiquette. From tomorrow on, you will be banned from Qingyang Peak for one month, and you will not be allowed to participate in Tianzhu Peak's Tianzhen Festival.
Wu Dadian, one month later, come to my Tianzhu Peak Ceremony Hall. It is a matter of entry, so there must be no mistake."
"Thank you, deacon."
Su Qinian bowed and bowed. As for being grounded and facing the wall to think about his faults, the ceremony to worship Tianwu might not be as good as the three-inch space in Qingyang Palace.
Holding the red sandalwood box in both hands, with Qing Yu and the others behind him, Su Qinian took a deep breath and headed towards the Bagua Taoist Sect.
The crowd dispersed, and the disciples silently separated into a passage, watching Su Qinian and his three people leave. The three people's footsteps were firm, and the setting sun was like blood. They seemed to see the majestic Qingyang Peak rising from the ground.
, Nirvana and rebirth in the fire.
This night is destined to be restless.
The news of the annual festival competition in the outer courtyard was like a hurricane, sweeping through the entire Wudang Mountains, spreading to various peaks and veins, and ascending to Tianzhu Peak.
That night, everyone remembered a name: a young man who had mastered the "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" to the ninth level within half a year of entering Wudang Mountain.
A prisoner on death row on probation from Xiaoyao Valley competed in an outer courtyard's annual festival and swept away the disciples from all the courtyards.
A five-color furnace rose across the sky and struck Su Qier, who no one dared to question.
This is one of the quasi-palm peak disciples of the Qingyang Peak lineage, the second son of the eighth-level arsenal editor who was imprisoned in Chang'an City, Su Qinian!
Not only Su Qinian, but also Qingyu and Fatty, their background and upbringing were quickly unearthed. (Please support me with monthly tickets and genuine subscriptions. My grandpa has had a fever in the past two days. He is 87 years old and ten years old.
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