Chapter 72: Interference in the present world, sharp edge becomes a sword
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Day four.
Su Qinian walked out of the wing. His eyes were bright but also a bit dazzling. Some of the Taoist servants passing by took a look and seemed to be swallowed up in their hearts.
No need to think about it, they also know that the cultivation skills of this would-be Zhang Feng disciple may have deepened again.
This is also Su Qinian's latest breakthrough, as his spiritual power has not been fully grasped yet, and it will take a few days and months to polish it.
Before he reached the Qingyang Hall, Su Qinian heard the sound of sharp blades piercing the air from the martial arts field in front of the hall. From a distance, he saw the young Jinggu's bare and strong forearms, holding a four-foot-long crotch.
Carrying a simple sword on his back, he was sweating profusely, practicing his sword skills meticulously.
Speaking of which, the most excited person in Qingyang Palace in the past few days is the young Master Jingzi, because Su Qinian no longer rejects him and begins to give him guidance on sword practice from time to time. Now, he practices it every day
He had to practice hard on an inferior sword technique, and choose another inferior martial arts to understand and learn from it. Although it had only been three days, Jing Gu clearly felt that his sword technique was much better than it was three days ago.
I have taken a big step forward and have reached a state of mastery in basic sword skills.
……
Su Qinian is going down the mountain.
The fat man had a grimace on his face. He also wanted to go down the mountain. However, firstly, he was a kid from a mountain village not far from the foot of Wudang Mountain. Secondly, the person in the Yuan Shen World of Qingyang Palace said before that he would not be able to go down the mountain within this year.
You are not allowed to go down the mountain, and you have to enter it every ten days to practice and hone your martial arts.
This made him very angry, because neither Yu Qingyu nor Su Qinian had such rules.
Before leaving, the fat man almost gritted his teeth and pulled out two jars of old wine from the cellar. Su Qinian patted the seals open, took a few sips, and finally patted the fat man on the shoulder. Without saying anything, he turned around and left the palace.<
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In the spring of March, there is an indescribable fragrance in the air.
When Su Qinian was descending from Qingyang Peak and walking on the Wudang Mountain Road, he pondered for a long time and wanted to go to Hailing Prefecture on the Jianghuai Road first.
The important frontier land of Beihai is too far away for one thing, and it is also an important place for border garrison. With his current cultivation level and identity, he can't change anything, so he can only try to change it slowly.
As for the city of Chang'an, the Heavenly Prison is a very important place. Unless an imperial edict is issued, no one can enter without permission. Violators will be killed without mercy.
Not to mention the capital city, there are too many masters, various forces are intertwined in the rivers, lakes and temples, and undercurrents are surging. If you don’t know whether you are the enemy or not, rushing in will only cost you your life.
Only Hailing Prefecture on the Jianghuai Road is the ancestral home of the Su family. Su Qinian was worried about his grandparents and four parents. Now there are only three people left. Because of the disaster in the Su family, although the nine tribes were not implicated, they were also affected and deprived.
They lost a small amount of land and became the most miserable and helpless common people.
The three old men were already old and their property was deprived of them. Even if there were some inventory and a small amount of savings at home, Su Qinian would find it hard to imagine that after all, a few months had passed. In any case, he had to first ensure the safety of the three old men before he could focus on anything else. Otherwise, he would
Even if the merits are perfect, there will eventually be regrets.
……
"Lazy donkey, hurry up and go down the mountain to eat wine and buy braised pork. I ordered sandalwood and won't look back..."
After walking on the mountain road for a while, Su Qinian raised his eyebrows and saw a young Taoist priest, who looked about the age of a young man, sitting sideways on a donkey that looked fat and big-eared, with shiny black hair all over his body.
, leisurely and leisurely going down the mountain.
The donkey walked very slowly. Although the young Taoist priest urged him to do so, he did not move. He was soon caught up by Su Qinian.
Disciple entering the house!
Su Qinian saw that the other party was wearing a pure white Taoist robe, not stained by dust, and his black hair was loose and not messy. Instead, he had a somewhat fairy-like temperament.
The two of them passed by each other. The young Taoist priest glanced at Su Qinian, patted the lazy donkey under him, and smiled helplessly.
"Senior Brother Qinglian!"
After walking a few dozen feet away, Su Qinian caught the sound. It was the disciples of the outer courtyard walking in the mountains, saluting respectfully.
Senior Brother Zhangfeng?
Su Qinian was a little surprised. This young Taoist priest who seemed to have an unruly manner was actually Senior Brother Yifeng and a disciple of Zhangfeng.
Taoist Qinglian!
Su Qinian seems to have heard a little bit about it. Speaking of it, now that he is out of the criminal record, he has practiced "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" to the ninth level, and he is already a formal disciple. The Taoist Deacon of Youliji Hall recently sent him a piece of top soul.
The life tablet imprinted on the character made him engraved his name with blood, which can be regarded as leaving a mark. If one day he dies, the life tablet will be sensed and will naturally shatter, reminding everyone.
As for the four generations of Qing, Jing, Ning, and He, according to their seniority, if Su Qinian had a Taoist title, it should be the word Qingnian.
The foot of Wudang Mountain.
After untying the sword stone, Su Qinian stopped and looked at the blade that was stuck diagonally on the ground, about four feet long, and covered with mottled rust. To many Wudang disciples, even deacons, protectors, and elders, this sword was a mystery.
I know how long it has existed, but even the top soul figures in the past have never been able to pull out the sword, and no one has been able to destroy it.
Su Qinian always felt that this knife was a bit strange. Every time he saw this knife, he always had some different feelings. These feelings grew for no reason, which made him a little wary, but fortunately, nothing happened so far.
Suddenly, he took one last look at the Jie Jian Stone and walked past.
Going down the mountain.
Leaving the boundary of Wudang, Su Qinian felt light. This was a feeling he had never had before in Chang'an City. It turns out that freedom is so precious to people.
There is a Jiangnan Road between Jianghuai Road and Hubei Road. Only by crossing several states can one enter the territory of Jianghuai Road.
Su Qinian walked quickly and reached the boundary of Yunyang County in less than half an hour.
Qingshan Town, Jiuligang Hu Mansion, he and Mr. Hu chatted for a long time. The Hu family followed the trade route and was attached to the Ling family in Yunyang County. According to the old man, the Ling family had a trade route that was used to travel north to the bitter cold of Northern Xinjiang.
land, so he entrusted him with the information about the life and death of his elder brother Su Qiming. Regardless of whether he succeeds or not, he will personally go to Northern Xinjiang a year later. In this year, he will try his best to improve himself so that he can truly stand in this troubled world.
Stay on your heels.
After declining Mr. Hu's offer, Su Qinian walked out of Jiuligang alone.
After walking for less than ten miles, Su Qinian stopped in a rocky place on the outskirts, his eyes turning cold.
After a few breaths, more than a dozen figures flashed around him, trapping him in the center.
More than ten people, all with black cloth covering their faces and wearing night clothes, are unwilling to show their faces even in the clear day.
"I'm curious, who in Qiankun's arsenal is so impatient." Su Qinian said coldly.
"The dead don't need to know."
A man in black at the head said coldly: "Do it!"
He was not willing to delay at all, and did not talk nonsense with Su Qinian. In a flash, more than ten people rushed towards Su Qinian. The swords were bright and the sword path was sharp and fierce. The internal energy was so strong that the air was like cracked silk.
, was cut into pieces in an instant.
There were more than ten people, all of them were third-rate masters who had mastered the inner qi. Moreover, Su Qinian's spiritual power sensed that the leader had the highest level of cultivation. He was not inferior to Gu Yuechen that day, and he had penetrated enough of the twelve serious scriptures.
With eleven items left, with just one missing, the internalist's Qi will be like a hungry tiger leaping into a stream, and enter the realm of a third-rate, minor success.
Su Qinian closed his eyes and opened them again.
The dozen or so men in black stopped in horror, because the world in front of them changed, and the figure belonging to Su Qinian disappeared, and they suddenly arrived on a cliff thousands of feet high.
Wind and clouds surged around me, and a few steps back led to the abyss. For an instant, everyone felt a little creepy. This was really unbelievable.
"No! This is an illusion! Everyone, keep your mind close and practice spiritual martial arts! This guy has mastered a spiritual martial arts!"
The leader of the men in black quickly reacted, and the eyes of the dozen or so people quickly became hardened, filled with murderous intent, trying to expel the illusion in front of them.
A few breaths passed, and the illusion was not extinguished. There was not even the slightest wrinkle. Instead, there was a faint sound of knives. In mid-air, dozens of long knives suddenly turned into reality. The knives were as bright as snow, and their sharp edges were revealed.
Even if we are more than ten feet apart, it still makes our bodies feel cold.
"They are all illusions! Situations arise from the heart. As long as the murderous intention is concentrated, all illusions will disappear!"
The leading man in black shouted violently, but in the next moment, nearly a hundred long swords flew through the air, and the light of the swords was like a violent storm, drowning everyone in an instant.
Poof! Poof!
There were blood splashes and warm blood falling on his face. The man in black was dumbfounded as he watched the long knives pierce his companion's head. But then, he laughed. Sure enough, everything was illusion. He
Still alive, no matter how bright the sword is, there is no scratch at all.
The next moment, the world in front of him seemed to be rippling on the surface of a lake, and he saw jagged rocks again. The illusion was shattered and he returned to the real world.
"Impossible!"
However, as soon as he turned his eyes, he shouted in horror, because the rocks were stained with blood, and more than a dozen of his companions still did not get up. Blood was gurgling, flowing along the wounds, and slowly staining the soil red.
Could it be that I am still in an illusion?
As soon as he had such an idea, in an instant, Su Qinian's figure turned from reality to reality and appeared in front of him. An index finger dropped, filling the whole world in front of him.
……
In the rocky ground.
Su Qinian looked around at the corpses lying on the ground. His eyes were cold. He had reached the fourth level of "The Soul Enchanting Technique". His mental power was condensed and he had already initially explored the threshold of interfering with the world. The soul-destroying technique shocked the enslaving spirit, and then he used the knife.
The sharp edge of the Tao is integrated into the long sword transformed by the spirit. Killing people in the illusion is no longer just talk.
His eyes fell on the leader of the black-clothed man in front of him. Su Qinian pulled off his face scarf, and he saw an unfamiliar middle-aged face, which was actually covered with old scars, and his face could no longer be recognized.
Unable to help but take in a breath of cold air, Su Qinian flicked his sleeves again, Hunyuan Qi and blood shook, and the black cloth fell off the faces of more than ten men in black, without exception. (Please support me with monthly tickets and genuine subscriptions)
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