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In the Taoist temple, Su Qinian was cleaning the old vines on the Taoist temple gate.
Sometimes, the growth rings of time are not accumulation, but a kind of long-lasting decay.
When the old vines were swept away, a small but rather solemn door was revealed.
A door that is dark purple in color but extremely thick.
Until a ray of sunlight fell down, and a bright purple aura lit up on the door of the Taoist temple. There were Venus rising and falling in the purple aura, as if an ancient galaxy had fallen into it, which was indescribably precious.
Venus rosewood!
Su Qinian was slightly shocked, but relieved. The Taoist Academy, which had stood for thousands of years and was known as the Royal Academy in the world, should also have such a background.
"You shouldn't be here."
It was a voice like a goshawk, and it was also a young man like a goshawk. His eyes were very sharp. Although he stood there, he seemed to be standing on the nine heavens.
Su Qinian turned around, looked at him, and said seriously: "There is no right or wrong, only coming or not coming."
"You are very brave."
The young man said calmly: "In the outer courtyard of the Royal Academy, Ling Siqing is asking for advice."
The air in the alley became dull. Su Qinian put down the broom in his hand, looked at the energetic young man in front of him, and said, "Do we have to take action?"
"You should be prepared when you walk in here."
"I see."
Su Qinian put down his broom, and pale vacuum traces began to appear one after another in the air.
This is the intertwining of the two people's qi, and even from the moment Ling Siqing stepped into the alley, the confrontation between the two had already begun.
A flash of silver light suddenly appeared, it was the Falling Star Whip behind Ling Siqing, a bright silver long whip, shining silver, as Ling Siqing took action, it seemed as if there was a strong wind blowing towards his face, that was
A goshawk, hovering in the sky, suddenly swooped down, its sharp claws moved the sky.
Falling Star Whip, this is the first style, under the vast sky.
There are dots of silver light, accompanied by a hint of chill, like starlight. The source of the true energy of Ling Siqing's awakening is Xuanyin.
Xuanyin, the beginning of darkness, is the opposite side of Yang. Compared with the water element among the five elements of heaven and earth, it has similarities but also huge differences.
As soon as Ling Siqing took action, Su Qinian understood that this was a rare first-class whipping technique. A whip struck the sky and made stars fall into the sky. The true meaning was far beyond his imagination.
However, since the day when he became a god and established his spiritual body, no one has been able to suppress the spirit that intimidate him with the true meaning of martial arts alone.
So he drew his sword, and the long sword was unsheathed. It was like a sun rising, shining brightly and dimming the stars.
"Falling Star Creek!"
Ling Siqing roared loudly, and the falling star whip danced, layer upon layer, and in an instant, it seemed as if thousands of stars fell and gathered into a stream.
The stars formed a stream, so mighty, how could one resist such a force? In front of the Taoist temple, a pale vacuum stream seemed to appear, gurgling towards Su Qinian. The twisted vacuum was enough to crush anything.
Su Qinian's sword technique has also changed. If the previous sword was as huge as the scorching sun in the sky, then the sword in front of him was like thunder and lightning, piercing the sky in an instant, illuminating the sky and dimming the moon and stars.
This is the third death blow.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
Lightning intertwined with the stars, and the sound of gold and iron was majestic. It was transmitted far away into the deep alley. Some people who wanted to peek into the alley changed their expressions. Some people had no time to cover their ears, and immediately backed away with a muffled groan, and even
Some people screamed and their ears were bleeding, but the two people in front of the Taoist temple did not take it to heart.
"Luo Xinghe!"
Ling Siqing roared, his cultivation level rising to the extreme, his whole body bloomed with star-like azure brilliance, and the bright silver whip drew round tracks one after another, like the traces of falling stars.
In an instant, he drew thousands of arcs, like thousands of stars falling, gathering into a mighty river, surging towards Su Qinian.
The cold starlight shines, Su Qinian's eyes are calm, and then become dazzling. He raises the long red gold sword, and a blazing bright yellow sword energy rises, nearly two feet long. In the light of the sword, a series of familiar faces are reflected, brilliant
A smile, even with tears in his eyes, a strong vitality bloomed from this knife and poured into the vast galaxy.
This is the desire for all life, even if the stars form a river, it cannot drown it. This is the sixth knife to end one’s life.
boom!
A strong wind spread, and the vacuum hit the wall of the deep alley. The green brick wall made of glutinous rice water was as strong as gold and iron. The strength of the two people's fight fell on it, and there was a sonorous sound without any trace.
Stone chips fall.
Ling Siqing stood ten feet away. He looked at the two long footprints in front of him. The moss on the ground had been crushed away. He took a deep look at Su Qinian, returned the Falling Star Whip to its sheath, and said: "
Known as the tenth swordsmanship of the Han Dynasty, it is indeed well-deserved, but no matter how strong you are, you are just a human being."
After saying that, he turned and left without looking back.
When Su Qinian looked at this Ling Siqing, he felt that this person was different from what he had seen in ordinary times. It could even be said that he was not a person who would be easily moved by external objects. Even if it seemed that the other party came here,
Most of them wanted to fight with him, but he didn't catch the intention of seeking revenge.
In fact, now that the God of Pregnancy has established the Taoism, although Su Qinian cannot say that he can see through the evil in people's hearts, he can still see through the dynamics of good and evil at a glance. At least for now, it seems that this person does not have any hostility.
At the entrance of the alley, when they saw Ling Siqing coming out, the eyes of several Royal Academy students who had been waiting outside lit up.
"Senior Brother Ling, how are you? Did you punish the second son of the Su family severely?"
"Yes, we have to expel him. He really doesn't know what to say. He dares to enter anywhere. He doesn't even look at where this alley is. He even dares to touch taboos."
When Ling Siqing heard this, he shook his head and walked straight away, ignoring the few classmates who were sneering there.
"Hmm? Senior Brother Ling."
Seeing Ling Siqing walking away, several Royal Academy students were stunned for a moment, but the next moment, Ling Siqing's voice sounded like thunder, exploding in their minds.
"I lost."
He spoke very calmly and simply, without any resentment or depression, as if he was not talking about himself.
"Senior Brother Ling, you lost!"
After a long time, several Royal Academy students showed expressions of disbelief. As the descendant of Falling Star Whip Qin Shu, Ling Siqing was not a weakling even if he looked at the entire outer courtyard of the Royal Academy. He was not the master of the second son of the Su family.
How long has it been since the young man worshiped in Wudang Mountain? How did he become so strong all of a sudden?
What a lucky boy.
Only then did someone realize that they were achievers of the tenth level of top-level foundation-building skills. Since ancient times, there have been many top-level foundation-building skills. Looking at the entire Han Dynasty, there are definitely no more than twenty. Any one of them contains
With the most profound explanation of the perfect Tao foundation in the world, those who can lay the perfect Tao foundation are as rare as the morning stars in all dynasties.
Falling Star Whip Lingsi Qing was defeated and was no match for that young man. Now in the outer courtyard of the Royal Academy, there are a few people who are confident of suppressing him and expelling him.
"There are eight young dragons in the outer courtyard."
Suddenly someone spoke, but quickly stopped. Was he comparing that young man to the eight young dragons? The person who spoke immediately aroused public outrage.
Royal Academy, a corner of the outer courtyard.
This is a courtyard that looks very peaceful. The green bamboos all over the courtyard are swaying, and there is the sound of the piano. There is no change in mood at all. There is only tranquility, tranquility, calmness, and silence.
A gentle-looking middle-aged man in a purple robe was sitting cross-legged under the green bamboo, with a five-string guqin on his lap and a pot of sake beside him.
"Dean."
A middle-aged scribe wearing a dark green robe and a solemn face walked in and looked at the middle-aged man in purple robe sitting cross-legged under the green bamboo.
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped. The middle-aged man in purple robe held down the strings and did not get up. He just said calmly: "What's the matter?"
"A disciple from Wudang Mountain has entered the Taoist Academy."
The middle-aged scribe spoke very solemnly and looked at the middle-aged man in purple robe in front of him. The person in front of him was the master of the outer courtyard of his Royal Academy, the twenty-seventh one on the list of souls, Shang Yu of the Five-Finger Qin Immortal Palace.
Hearing this, Gong Shangyu raised his eyes slightly and said, "Is he that little guy from Lion Peak Qian Tian Yijian? It seems that these days, his Tianmen Sword has improved again, and his Tianyang Lion Awakening Technique is probably even better.
There are all young people on the floor. Since he is here, let him stay for a few days. After all, there are footprints of predecessors, so it is good to pay homage."
The middle-aged scribe shook his head and said: "It's not him, it's Qingyangfeng."
Qingyang Peak!
Gong Shangyu was startled for a moment, and then he smiled. He smiled coldly and his eyes were slightly cold, but he finally put away all the chill. He took a deep breath and said, "How many years have it been since I heard these three things again?"
Words, I believe many old guys have almost forgotten these three words, it’s good to be here, I finally caught up, I’m not dead yet.”
"Go ahead and let the smallest dragon take action. No one can spend the night in that alley."
The middle-aged scribe nodded, turned around and walked out of the yard.
Royal Road Long Street.
This is a street that runs from east to west across the entire city of Chang'an. However, only some old people who are dying can vaguely remember that they once heard their ancestors mention that five hundred years ago, this long street was not called Huangdao Long Street, but was called Huangdao Long Street.
Daohuang Long Street.
Five hundred years ago, on both sides of Daohuang Street, two behemoths stood tall and towering for thousands of years.
Five hundred years later, the Royal Academy is still evergreen, but the Taoist Academy no longer exists in the memories of generations of people in Chang'an City.
On this day, the Imperial Long Street is destined to attract a lot of attention, because in the west of the city, the golden nanmu door of the Royal Academy is still not closed.
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