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clang!
Su Qinian raised his hand and shook his fist. The Forge of Yuanshi emerged at the front of his fist, striking the black gold eyebrow-level stick hard.
This strike was like the sound of gold and iron. Su Qinian sat on the shaft of the carriage, motionless, and even Hunyuan Qi and blood floated out of the body, protecting the entire carriage. However, the black-robed evil Buddha disciples who took action were thrown upside down in the air.
, fell ten feet away.
"The Qi is calm and the mind is concentrated, the movement of thoughts is like a mountain collapsing, the movement of thoughts is like a collapse of a mountain, the immobility of thoughts becomes empty, and the state of a tortoise's breath."
Rumo's monk's robes fluttered lightly. The young monk took a deep look at Su Qinian and then retreated.
He was very straightforward. This disciple of the evil Buddha was not sloppy at all. Su Qinian seemed calm, but in fact he was quite shocked. This disciple of the evil Buddha who inherited the "Three Worlds of Ming King Shen" has deepened his cultivation. In just two years,
Tian, actually once again penetrated the two twelve main meridians. The other side penetrated through the dark orifice, and the physical body was leak-free to build the foundation. The inner family's true energy was powerful. In the current Su Qinian sense, it is no less than an ordinary hungry tiger.
Jumping into the stream, a third-rate master.
He also condensed the luck of the dragon and snake himself, and understood the third level of turtle breath among the five levels of meditation. Although he still has not reached the tenth level of "Turtle Snake Technique", the strength and endurance of his shots are improved by one level compared to before.
Big cut.
But if the other party continues to advance in this way, and when this disciple of the evil Buddha once again penetrates the fifth and sixth twelve sutras, or even becomes stronger, if he cannot go further, he will probably die in the hands of the other party.
Sitting on the shaft of the carriage, he devoted all his energy to driving the carriage. Su Qinian's mind sank into the Ancestral Aperture Divine Courtyard. It was different from the past. Now, in his Ancestral Aperture Divine Courtyard, there was a land of chaos. It was said to be chaos, but in fact it was chaos.
A twisted vortex, or a hazy light, this is his spiritual power.
Last night, I understood the destiny of the Dragon and Snake, and observed the moment when its embryo took shape. This spiritual vortex, or more closely resembled the embryo-like spiritual light, took shape.
There are gods three feet above your head. If you want to advance to the tenth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu", you must set up a shrine in the ancestral temple. Gathering gods is like the common people who build temples, erect memorial tablets, and build golden statues of gods.
But how can a human body of flesh and blood establish a god in the divine court? When gathering gods, which great god do you want to establish?
Even though the fledgling Qi Luck Dragon and Snake has achieved success, his thinking is quick all the time, and he is more likely to have insights and epiphanies than ever before. But here, Su Qinian dare not be careless. How to advance to the tenth level?
It is not recorded in the historical records of Wudang, and there is not even a word left in the entire history of martial arts. But it is undeniable that as long as one can master the top foundation-building skills such as "Turtle Snake Kung Fu", which is rare in the world,
When you reach the tenth level, you can leave your name in the history books, and there will be a historian who will write a biography, which shows its extraordinary significance.
Whether to establish the gods in the heavens, to use oneself as a god to shape the true self, or something else, all need to be carefully thought out and considered.
Jinling Prefecture, beside the Qinhuai River.
Even during the day, the flower boats on the banks of the Qinhuai River are filled with music, including silk and bamboo guzheng, Yao Qin, Xiao Xue, and alluring singing and dancing.
But today, many literati who had not returned home from the night walked out of the flower boat, and all of them stared at the people wearing purple clothes slowly walking on the shore.
The black hair is slightly rippling. This is a beautiful girl, about eighty-nine years old, with a graceful figure. Her legs are long and slender. She walks slowly, as if she has exhausted all the aura of heaven and earth. Her breasts are plump and her nose is beautiful.
Jade has a skin as thick as cream and long eyelashes. The only regrettable thing is that the girl is holding a flag, leaning on the ground gently, and groping forward.
"I am so jealous of beauty that she is blind."
"It's a pity, but it's also good to tell your fortune."
On the shore, a few feet away from the purple-clothed girl, several scholar-looking young men waved folding fans, wore jade pendants hanging from their waists, and wore satin boots. They followed with lustful eyes, looking at the girl's swaying waist from time to time.
"Sir, this is right here. Be careful when you get on the boat."
In front of an inconspicuous flower boat that docked, there was a girl who looked like a maid to greet her. The girl in purple boarded the boat. Several young people behind her immediately followed, but were stopped by two guards.
"Why, are there any flower boats that don't accept passengers? We have money!"
An ingot of snow silver weighing five ounces was taken out. Not far away, a maid came forward and said with a smile: "Young masters, please don't argue. Everyone who comes is a guest. Let's go."
The guards stepped aside. The young men looked at each other and smiled, then stepped onto the flower boat. Looking at the backs of several people entering the cabin, a sneer appeared on the lips of the guards blocking the way at the front of the boat.
In the flower boat.
A maid led the way, and the girl in purple walked into the cabin. On the carved window edges, a middle-aged man was sitting in front of a red sandalwood table making tea.
Under the sun, the middle-aged man is plump and handsome, with a face like a crown jade, and long sideburns as warm and moist as jet jade.
The maid who led the way didn't dare to look at the middle-aged man at all, but she was still breathing a little fast and her face was flushed. However, the girl in purple showed a smile and said: "You should step aside first."
"Yes, sir."
The maid who led the way quickly lowered her head and exited the cabin as if she had been granted amnesty.
The girl in purple put down the flag in her hand and sat down gently in front of the red sandalwood table. Her eyelashes were very long and her eyes were closed, but she did not make a wrong step. She said calmly: "Guardian Qin, your "Heart Sutra of the Demon of Desire" is even better.
Lou, it's great to congratulate you, but these maids are all pitiful people, and the sect also needs some who can work hard. It's not good to make people's hearts cold."
Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, which seemed to be gentler than the sun. He said softly: "Zirou, you are ruthless but affectionate. Close your eyes to see the world. I am looking forward to it when you open it again. "The Book of Desire"
Which level of heaven will you reach?"
"Zirou is also looking forward to that day."
The girl in purple has a soft tone. Her appearance is charming and beautiful. The two temperaments blend together without any disagreement. They are integrated into one body. Even with the cultivation state of mind of the middle-aged man Qin Hufa, he can't help but feel swaying, but his cultivation is profound.
It returned to its original state in an instant.
"But Protector Qin, do you really want to take action?" The purple-clothed girl spoke again, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her lips parted slightly, and her pink light shone, "I haven't succeeded in cultivating the voodoo, so I'm afraid there won't be any benefit in killing the voodoo now."
The middle-aged man shook his head. The Protector Qin also showed a somewhat solemn look at this time and said: "I originally thought that the Qingyang Peak lineage had been severed, but I didn't expect that the Supreme Elder Niubi still had a backup plan. This generation of "Life-breaking Knife"
The birth of a descendant is no small matter. In that battle, the sect master had two scars, one from a sword and one from a sword. One sword burned his body, the other killed his life. Even the true spirit in the long river of time and space was wiped out. Although cultivating Gu has infinite benefits, there are also endless benefits.
We must not repeat the same mistakes to avoid future troubles, this is the intention of the sect master."
"The "Life-breaking Knife"? It's just a first-class sword technique, but it actually involves a trace of destiny. It's not afraid of the fate of heaven, so it may be able to withstand it." The purple-clothed girl murmured.
The middle-aged Protector Qin made tea, divided the tea, drank one cup and stood up. There was a smile on his lips, but his eyes shone with a cold light.
"Is it a calamity from heaven? I am a calamity."
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Yangzhou City.
After the fireworks in March, after the Qingming Festival, the weeping willows by the Slender West Lake have also sprouted new branches. The tender green willow leaves move with the wind. The breeze blows on the face, and there is a sense of spring in the vegetation.
The waiter took the reins of the carriage and settled down in the inn that night.
In the guest room, the little girl didn't want to lie down in front of the table, twisting her body from time to time, feeling very uncomfortable. The densely patterned iron inner armor under her clothes was really too heavy for an eight-year-old girl.
But soon, her eyes fell on the bed. Su Qinian was sitting cross-legged. Opposite her, her grandfather's increasingly plump body was also sitting cross-legged, but he was not breathing. His head was drooped, and there was no movement at all.
Although she is still young, the little girl firmly believes that her grandfather is still alive. How can anyone who has been dead for ten days and a half not still smell rotten? His muscles have become plumper and his hair has grown several inches longer.
Of course the little girl didn't know that this was Su Qinian activating the Qi of the Origin of Heaven and Earth every day to wash the old man's body, nourish his body, and maintain his vitality. Otherwise, even if the old man returns to his soul, he may not be able to survive even a short while, and his body and soul will be destroyed.
On the bed.
After calming down and entering the state of turtle breath, Su Qinian mobilized his spiritual power and began to pour into the old man's ancestral orifice divine court.
However, this time, Su Qinian saw something different.
At the edge of the originally dark and lonely divine court, the old man could vaguely see a sky, with rolling black clouds and violent waves hitting the sky, as if he was on the boundless and vast sea.
That is……
Su Qinian was startled when he saw a shirtless old man standing on the waves, holding a hammer and covered with bruises, standing on the waves, looking up to the sky.
Black clouds rolled, and there was silver lightning like a dragon coiling around, bright and sharp, tearing apart the vacuum.
Leaving the soul and melting into the sky!
When Su Qinian thought about it, he had a clear understanding, that is the place where heaven merges, between heaven and earth.
However, it is difficult to imagine how the place where the old man's soul passed through the tribulation could be connected to and manifested in the divine court of his own ancestral aperture.
A large amount of spiritual power was passing away. Today, Su Qinian could capture it. The place where its passing disappeared was really the edge of the divine court, the place where the sky merged.
The next moment, with a thought in Su Qinian's mind, his consciousness followed his mental power, and in an instant it seemed as if he had crossed infinity and entered a vast and oppressive world.
The mental power condensed into the divine form, and Su Qinian's figure appeared. He stood on the waves, and he suddenly had the illusion of being swayed by the wind and rain.
It's so depressing. Even if it's just the mental consciousness, I feel my breathing is stagnant, especially above my head. Before, I couldn't hear a sound from a distance, but now it's thundering and deafening, even if I have a strong spirit trained in the fourth level of "Ecstasy Technique"
The force was almost shaken away.
At this point, Su Qinian understood the old man's hardship, but soon he came back to his senses and was secretly shocked. How did the old man survive for so many days, but he still didn't lose his soul and succumb to the disaster.
Um?
At this time, the bruised old man turned around holding a black hammer.
It was so dazzling. In an instant, Su Qinian felt his whole body tremble, and was almost pierced by this gaze. (Please vote for me, everyone come to Qidian to support the genuine subscription, sweat, I wrote for 4 hours at night, clues
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