Chapter 115 Who said Qingyang is inferior to humans?
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Inside the Qingyang Palace.
The fat man stood in front of the main hall, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Martial arts training is a personal matter, and what I choose is what I really want," the young man Jinggu said without giving in, "I don't like swords, I only love swords, even if "The Great Revealed Wuding Sword" is now available
I don’t care if you give me all your money, I don’t seek to realize the Tao, Yuan Shen, I only seek to have an unobstructed mind and be happy and happy.”
"How can you be happy?" The middle-aged deacon from Xianding Peak showed an unhappy look, and then scolded, "The road to martial arts training is full of bumps and thorns, how can you have a happy heart? Junior brother, you have an excellent talent and understanding, and you don't seek enlightenment when practicing martial arts.
Yuanshen, slaying demons and demons, what's the use of this body of force? Junior brother, you seem to be going astray. Without the Wind, Frost and Snow Sword, how can there be a ten-mile plum fragrance!"
Jinggu remained unmoved at all and said: "It is necessary to practice martial arts and seek enlightenment. Killing demons and demons is naturally my rightful path and my duty, but..."
After pondering for a moment, Jinggu said solemnly, "Don't take it from the sword, only ask for it from the sword!"
"Nonsense!"
The middle-aged deacon finally showed a trace of anger and shouted: "What do you know! I can tell you that more than 770 years ago, there was a line of peak masters in Qingyang Peak who did not practice the "Qingyang Sword" to control the peak.
The "Xiu Ming Dao" was in his hand to obey the destiny, and he used it to get involved in the power of destiny. Even when he was sitting on Wudang Mountain, he suddenly slashed out a knife, and the light of the knife spanned three thousand miles, and the people hidden in Zhuxi County in the state were about to die.
A North Sea Demon King was chopped to pieces and his soul was scattered, but at that time, he still had not yet attained the Taoist Primordial Spirit."
"What!"
Jinggu shouted low, he knew everything about Qingyangfeng. This was recorded in the local chronicles of Shiyan Prefecture, and was also recorded in Wudang Historical Records. However, Jinggu did not expect that there was such a secret. The original generation of Qingyangfengfeng
The real master has never realized the Tao Yuanshen.
Jinggu could not imagine what kind of swordsmanship he had to kill the demon king from a distance of three thousand miles without ever attaining the Tao. He felt infinite fascination in his heart.
"Don't be envious. Do you know how many years the master of Qingyang Peak has lived? Forty-nine years!" The middle-aged deacon glared at him and said. "Only forty-nine years. You know, as long as you step into the second-rate
In the realm, dragons and tigers gather together, and for the first time you can have a glimpse of immortality, you can live to be a hundred years old, enter the first-class realm, blend the inner and outer heaven and earth, and add fifty years to your life, not to mention the enlightenment of the soul. Ranking among the top, martial arts masters,
At least another hundred years of lifespan will be added. At that time, although the master of Qingyang Peak of that generation had not yet attained the Dao Yuan Shen, he was still a first-class Hunyuan Realm figure, but he still could not live beyond the age of forty-nine. Needless to say, the "Life-breaking Knife" of all dynasties
Among the descendants, no one who has been recorded has lived beyond the age of forty-nine!"
this……
Jinggu was stunned. He didn't expect to learn such a secret. No one in the history of the "Life-breaking Knife" could live beyond the age of forty-nine. This is simply...
But he was just stunned. He still shook his head and said: "Brother, I am not young anymore. I have my own ideas and decisions. You think I am young and frivolous or stubborn. Even if I don't practice "Life-breaking Knife", I
I will not change my original intention, and I will never take the path of swordsmanship in this life."
"You! You! You!" the middle-aged deacon laughed angrily, "You have only lived for more than ten years. What kind of experience do you have in this life? What kind of life have you experienced? The path that your predecessors have walked is much better than yours." You have eaten a lot of rice, will your brothers harm you? They all want you to achieve something, so don’t think about the Peak Master and the others. The other Peak Masters also have heirs. Although there are outstanding ones who are not as good as Gantian Yijian, but I also relied on myself to become a disciple of Palm Peak before the age of twenty-five. If you, my junior brother, continue to degenerate like this, it will be difficult not only to become a disciple of Palm Peak, but also to comprehend the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu". Practicing martial arts is not the same as anything else. , you are not allowed to act willfully."
In front of Qingyang Hall.
Hearing this, the fat man's face became more and more ugly, and he finally couldn't help but said: "Deacon, although my Qingyang Peak lineage has been inherited for the first time, it does not only have the "Life-breaking Knife" martial arts."
"Shut up!"
The middle-aged deacon shouted loudly, his eyes flashed sharply, he was a third-rate minor, and his cultivation aura was blooming.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
Even though the fat man had reached the eighth level of the "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu", he still couldn't bear it. He took three steps back before managing to stabilize his body.
"With just the three of you, Qingyang Peak, what can you accomplish? To think that a peak and a lineage can be supported by just one or two people is a joke! The inheritance of a sect is not just about cultivation. Don't think that this deacon doesn't know your intentions. Junior Brother Jinggu As for my identity, you have already understood that my power of showing off to the top is not easy to borrow. With just three or two big cats and kittens on your Qingyang Peak, you are trying to mislead others, and you are not afraid of making people laugh!"
The middle-aged deacon sneered again and again and spoke mercilessly: "Apart from the "Life-breaking Knife", do you want to say "Ze Lei Palm", "Blue Light Demon Slayer Sword", "Qingyun Ladder", "Qingyang Sword" ?Is it possible that the martial arts inheritance of my Xian Ding Peak is weaker than your Qingyang Peak lineage? Just talking about the "Da Xian Wu Ding Sword", even among the top martial arts, it is rarely matched, and it directly points to the position of Pure Yang."
"Senior Brother Jiang!" Jing Gu shouted.
"No talent, Qingyang Peak disciple Qingye asks for advice!"
After a slight silence, the fat man took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
"Are you asking me for advice?" The middle-aged deacon seemed to have seen a joke and said disdainfully, "With your mere cultivation of the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Technique", even Su Qinian, the ninth level of "Turtle and Snake Technique" "Gong", even if you penetrate all the dark orifices and dare to stand in front of this deacon, the result will be the same. It seems that the respect of some outer courtyard disciples these days has made you lost, and you can't recognize how much you weigh. Jing Gu, Senior brother can tell you for sure that if you stay on Qingyang Peak, not only will it be difficult for you to achieve anything, but you will also be dragged down. I asked you why your temper is becoming more and more stubborn. It turns out that you are bewitched by these people."
"ginger……"
"Shizuya, shut up! No need to say more!"
The fat man suddenly shouted and stopped Jinggu's voice. His eyes were serious and solemn, something Jinggu had never seen before.
The young man gritted his teeth, not knowing what to say or how to act.
The next moment, the fat man's eyes were serious, he raised one of his palms, and his whole aura was completely different.
Buzz!
The air twisted, and behind the fat man, a flaming red pegasus stepped forward and descended into the world.
The bright red Qi glow floated out from the palm of the hand, twisting and surging, like wisps of bloody lightning, and an extremely suppressed Qi rising up.
"Hey, it's interesting. The true meaning is like Lei Yin Daze. It seems that the "Ze Lei Palm" is good," the middle-aged deacon raised his eyebrows and said, "But it's a pity. You haven't established the foundation yet, and you only have this little blood."
, what can I do if I have inherited this first-class palm technique? It can exert some great power, but it is nothing more than a moon in the water."
After the middle-aged deacon finished speaking, the fat man took action. He stepped on the Bagua direction, and his footwork was mysterious. In just one step, he crossed several feet in an incredible direction and reached diagonally above the middle-aged deacon.
boom!
He pressed down with his palm, and the air was twisted and torn apart. It was accompanied by the sound of thunder, and it had a soul-stirring smell.
When this palm fell in the eyes of the middle-aged deacon, it seemed to turn into a vast sea of clouds, with thunder and lightning hidden in it. One day, summer rain, snow, and winter thunder shook the sky.
"Although the palm technique is good, it's just superficial. It's a joke to try to shake this deacon with this little spiritual truth!"
The middle-aged deacon scolded: "See my Xian Dingfeng's Dingshen Sword!"
"careful!"
Jinggu's expression suddenly changed. This "Dingshen Sword" is a second-rate superior swordsmanship from Xian Dingfeng. Although it is only second-rate, it is extremely consistent with Taoist internal skills. The so-called Dingshen, one's body, and people's gods are the best at resisting the true will.
Although Senior Brother Jiang has poor talent and understanding, and has only entered the third-rate realm in recent years, but with this "Ding Shen Sword", he is an ordinary second-rate master who has just begun to set foot in the spiritual field. With martial arts alone,
True meaning, even if he performs ordinary first-class martial arts, it is difficult to shake his spirit.
Clang!
The sword light rises, and the pure white sword light condenses into substance. The sharp edge of the sword is breathed out, and the sword energy is nearly seven inches long.
In an instant, from the light of the sword, Fatty seemed to see a majestic mountain peak. No matter how strong the wind was, it remained motionless and remained unchanged for thousands of years.
That is Xian Ding Peak.
The so-called "Dingshen Sword" was created and performed by the sages of Xiandingfeng after they understood the mountains of Xiandingfeng and finally understood the essence of Taoism.
One sword can calm the mind, and show determination to become a peak!
This sword contains the aura of one peak and one vein, the true meaning that will remain unchanged for endless years. With the sharp edge of the sword, all thunderous swamps are cut open, and all kinds of strange phenomena disappear.
puff!
Blood spattered, and the fat man staggered back, retreating six feet away before finally stopping. He turned his right hand over, and there was a sword mark, which was deep enough to see the bone, and blood gushes out.
Obviously, this deacon Xian Dingfeng was merciful, otherwise his palm would definitely not be intact with such a sword strike.
The fat man gritted his teeth and felt deeply powerless. His cultivation years were too short and he had not yet established a foundation. But there was everything in this world, the only thing that was not there was if.
The middle-aged deacon looked at him and sneered: "Qingyangfeng's Thunder Palm is nothing more than..."
Before he could finish his words, he stopped abruptly. All the muscles in his body were tense, the hair on his back stood up, and the tip of his nose was sweating. He felt an unprecedented crisis.
"Who said that Xian Dingfeng's martial arts is better than Qingyang's Zelei Palm!"
There was a voice, not very high, but there was a majestic and upright air that seemed to ring in everyone's ears and spread throughout the Qingyang Palace in an instant.
Huo Di turned around, and the middle-aged deacon saw a young man in a dark green robe walking about thirty feet away, carrying a knife and stepping into the Qingyang Palace.
"Su Qinian!" The middle-aged deacon said attentively and word by word. (Please vote for me, everyone come to Qidian.com to support the genuine subscription. In fact, what I want to say is "Who said that the Xingxiu sect's martial arts is better than the Beggar Gang's Dragon Subduing Ten
"Eight palms.", Tsa, it's not a big scene, I will design a more dramatic plot next time.) (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotia.net