(It’s a little late. I temporarily changed my ideas for this chapter and the next chapter. I thought about it for nearly two hours before gradually improving it. Please forgive me and continue writing Chapter 4 in ten steps.)
Roar!
A moment later, Qingyuan took action again. He was like a lion. He took one step and crossed several feet. He crushed the air with one fist, creating a fist wind like a lion's roar. Wherever the fist passed, a path was opened.
The pale vacuum fist road.
"Lion King Fist"!
This is one of the three second-rate martial arts in Lion Peak, including "Lion King Fist", "Lion King Sword" and "Wind Lion Step".
The true meaning of the boxing technique rises, as if a lion king is standing on the cliff. This lion king is not an ordinary lion in the mountains and forests, but a mysterious lion with the bloodline of the psychic beast Celestial Lion.
The Black Lion's roar penetrates the soul and shakes the soul. The adult Black Lion is not willing to provoke even the second-rate dragon and tiger realm masters.
At this time, as Qingyuan took action, the sound of fists shook Qingye's spirit. He did not dare to neglect, and the true meaning of "Ze Lei Palm" was activated, instantly reaching the peak that could be reached at the moment.
Lei Zang Daze, mastering the wind and clouds, with the completion of the eighth level of "Turtle Snake Kung Fu", he realized the eighth form of Turtle Snake Fist, and together with the first form of "Ze Lei Palm", the fat man also vaguely understood the analogy, and as soon as he took action
, it showed that it was different from before, with more mysterious changes, and the palm power was condensed and improved a lot.
boom!
When the fists and palms met, there was a muffled thunder, and the true meanings of the fists and palms competed with each other. Qingyuan frowned, the true meaning of "Lion King Fist" was faintly suppressed, and he needed to bring up more internal energy to resist it.
After one palm strike, the first form of Fatty's "Ze Lei Palm" became more and more perfect. He continued to move his palms, and the peaks of his palms were as red as clouds, as if Qi and blood were flowing continuously.
In the blink of an eye, the two of them exchanged dozens of moves, and Qingyuan became more and more frightened. It seemed that the fat man in front of him had no end of energy and blood, but he didn't know that when he was about to cut off, the fat man had already had a drop of vitality liquid in his mouth.
As he continued to take action, strands of vitality liquid were swallowed, nourishing the muscles and bones, and turning into qi and blood to replenish consumption.
And slowly, Qingyuan also discovered that the Qingyang Peak disciple in front of him mostly only defended but did not attack. He was neither slow nor hasty, and he did not have the attitude of fighting to the death and fighting to the death.
After traveling around the world for several years, Qingyuan quickly guessed something. His eyes changed slightly, then became colder, and scolded: "How dare you entertain me! You want to delay time!"
not good!
The fat man was startled, but the next moment, a sword light rose up, its sharp edge cut through the air with a hiss.
It was so blazing, the sword light was like the scorching sun in the sky, filling the whole world in front of Qingye in an instant.
Stepping on the "Leize Step", the fat man retreated violently, but he was still half a step slower. There was a pop, and blood spattered. The fat man suddenly flew out, knocking down a big tree that was hugged by one person, and staggered to get up with difficulty.
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The right shoulder was stained with blood. Half of the shoulder was numb. The fat man looked again and saw that there was still the shadow of Qing Yuan.
Qingyang Palace.
The little girl Bu Nian pulled the old man's sleeve and said timidly: "Grandpa, I'm afraid. Is Brother Qinian going to fight again?"
Although she was young, the little girl still noticed something strange. At this moment, she and her grandfather were the only ones left in the Qingyang Palace, as well as another little brother. The little brother also had a solemn face at this time, and his fists were clenched.
Boom.
Sighing, the old man rubbed the little girl's head and murmured: "This is a disaster. This first disaster can only be overcome by himself. The water here is deep. The old man underestimated it. I'm afraid it won't be that simple..."
…
Qingyang Peak.
Su Qinian was sitting cross-legged, with auspicious energy hanging down from his head, coming from the void, slowly flowing, and eventually covering the entire Qingyang Peak.
After asking seven questions, refining the body and mind, beating the soul, and six questions, Su Qinian's whole temperament changed faintly. Originally, his temperament was majestic and magnanimous, but now he had an aura of transcendence, as if he was connected with the world.
Fit, there is a sign of integration.
call!
At this time, a figure jumped up to the top of the mountain. Qingyuan fixed his gaze and saw Su Qinian sitting cross-legged, bathed in auspicious aura.
This is……
Now, he has noticed something is wrong, and he has an ominous premonition.
But thinking of Senior Brother Zhangfeng, Taoist Qing Qian, he regained his composure, looked at Su Qinian, and said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Su, Senior Brother Qing Qian invites you to go to Lion Peak to have tea and discuss Taoism."
Su Qinian was silent and just looked at the stars in the sky. He was all loose and looked light and windy. His dark green robe was fluttering in the breeze, as if he would fly away at any moment.
Such a temperament made Qing Yuan feel more and more uneasy. He had also experienced a similar ethereal demeanor in his senior brother Qing Qian, but compared with Su Qinian at this time, it was as if he was no longer human.
The soul is general. The more we recall it, the more dull it becomes. It has no soul and is like rootless duckweed.
The most important thing is that Qingyuan found that he had a vague idea of not wanting to be forced. The Qingyang Peak, in addition to being more auspicious, made him have many realizations from time to time, and it also seemed to allow him to see his own body and soul.
Deep in the darkness, we tore through the darkness and found many evil spirits.
Originally, the evil spirits were hidden deep in his soul, but now they were exposed, and he suddenly felt ashamed of himself, and the thought of repentance grew involuntarily.
"No, it's you!"
Suddenly, Qing Yuan showed a sign of struggle. He looked at Su Qinian with a deep look of fear in his eyes.
"The tenth floor! You are not building a foundation, you are trying to break through and hit the tenth floor of the "Turtle and Snake Technique"!"
At this point, even if he no longer wanted to believe it, Qingyuan had to admit that such visions could never be derived from the ninth level of "Turtle and Snake Technique", even if it was a foundation.
"The seventh question in your heart is about faith."
Suddenly, Su Qinian opened his mouth and lowered his gaze. In an instant, Qingyuan's whole body tensed up, feeling that there was no secret in his whole body, and he was penetrated by this gaze.
"Believe me, what people say is not false, it is pure and worthy of it!"
The seventh question of "Searching the Heart" fell into Qing Yuan's ears like a thunderclap. Deep in his heart, the evil spirit place was like being poured with boiling oil, making a hissing sound and evil spirits wailing as if they were falling into the underworld.
Plop!
The next moment, the fat man struggled to reach the top, his eyes widened, and he saw Qingyuan's knees weakened and he fell to the ground.
"I'm ashamed!"
He murmured, not forcefully, but from the bottom of his heart with regretful thoughts.
In Qingyuan's eyes, Su Qinian was shining brightly at this moment, like a fiery red sun, blooming with endless light and heat.
Click!
Ask the seventh question: In the divine court of Su Qinian's ancestral aperture, the last crack in the spiritual embryo emerged, and seven cracks were completed, covering the entire embryo.
boom!
The next moment, a loud noise, like the creation of heaven and earth, resounded from the world of Su Qinian's divine court.
At the same time, all living beings in the entire Wudang Mountains had a roar in their minds at the same time. Like a thunderous explosion, for a moment, they seemed to have seen a vision from the beginning of the world. The mustard seeds were hidden in the embryo, and finally exploded.
Open, the clear air rises, the turbid air sinks, and a majestic figure is born, standing tall on the sky and the earth.
Lion Peak, Tianmen Pavilion.
In the quiet room, Taoist Qingqian who had been sitting in meditation with his sword suddenly stood up. His eyes were filled with a terrifying divine light, and he exclaimed: "The tenth level of the Turtle and Snake Kung Fu!"
call!
The next moment, he left an afterimage in place, which slowly dissipated after a few breaths.
…
Qingyang Peak.
Su Qinian sat cross-legged, his mind sinking into the Ancestral Aperture Divine Courtyard. At this moment, the originally dark world of the Divine Courtyard seemed to be shrouded in a layer of misty skylight. Under the skylight, the originally silvery spiritual embryo had disappeared, and in the void
Pieces of broken fetal membranes were floating, and in the center of the many fetal membranes was a small person about an inch tall.
The whole body of this little man was light silver, a bit unreal, but the outline could be vaguely seen. Su Qinian had a different feeling. The little man was a boy of about sixteen years old, who looked just like him.
As soon as he thought, his whole mind was pulled by a strong force and plunged into the body of the one-inch-tall little man.
Buzz!
Opening his eyes again, Su Qinian felt that the world in front of him was completely different. In the haze, he seemed to be able to see layers of space in the void, but it was too illusory and he could only see a little shadow, making it difficult to distinguish.
As he thought, almost half of the Qingyang Peak, a hundred feet in radius, was reflected by him. At this time, although what he saw was the real world, everything in the world turned into black and white energy as he thought.
, the five colors of chaos, it seems that this world is the most original and real.
Those who establish the Tao must first establish their own bodies.
Having already stood up, Su Qinian did not hesitate at all. As he thought, the one-inch-tall spirit stretched out his small hand, and the light silver fetal membranes scattered in all directions of the divine court suddenly gathered together like all rivers returning to the sea. Under his
The palm melted, condensed, and finally turned into a half-inch long pale silver knife.
Establish yourself as a god, establish the Tao and give up your life!
"Resign one's life in accordance with nature, suppress evil and promote good, do not seek to cultivate one's moral character and bring peace to the family, do not seek to inherit the unique knowledge of saints, only seek to be emperors, emperors and empresses, and have a clear conscience!"
The one-inch-tall spirit opened his mouth. At the top of Qingyang Peak, Su Qinian sat cross-legged, motionless, and his eyes were slightly closed. But as the spirit in the Zuqiao Divine Courtyard opened his mouth, it suddenly swept through the entire Wudang Mountain like a bell, like a giant bell.
Pass it into everyone's mind, and even into the depths of their souls.
"It's indeed him!"
In Wudang Mountain, a figure flickered among the peaks. Every step he took was nearly a hundred feet in the air. With a few flickers, he crossed several mountain peaks.
Golden Lock Peak.
On the top of the Zijin Guanghua Tower, the ninety-nine-foot peak, Jinguang Zhenren stood with his hands behind his back. He looked into the distance, at the mountain peak shrouded in endless auspiciousness. His eyes were calm and there was no wave. The sound of the Taoist order was simultaneously transmitted into his mind.
middle.
"Childish." A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
At the top of Qingyang Peak, at this moment, as the sound of Su Qinian's establishment of the Tao sounded, the auspicious energy in the void was generated like a waterfall, falling down. At the same time, under the eastern night, the starry sky actually glowed with a hint of skylight, bright as day, with purple energy.
Coming from the East. (It’s a bit late. I temporarily changed some of my ideas for this chapter and the next chapter. It took me nearly two hours of thinking to gradually improve it. Please forgive me and continue writing the fourth chapter in ten steps.) (To be continued.