Chapter 30: Primordial Spirit Appears, Qingyang is in the Sky
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The mountain wall is steep and almost straight, and even the faint mountain road has been covered with dark green moss for five hundred years.
It took Qing Yu and the two of them half an hour to reach the bottom of the 50-foot steep slope. At this time, the two men looked at Su Qinian with even more strange eyes, even a little embarrassed.
"Su Fan, how did you practice? This kind of eyesight and strength seem to have been accumulated for more than ten years."
Fatty Qingye couldn't help shouting. He felt extremely unbalanced. This kid had only been in Wudang for a few days. Not only had he practiced the "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" to the fifth level, but his grasp of the power in his moves and his vicious eyesight were beyond recognition.
It's not like his foundation is unstable at all, and his foundation is even deeper than the two disciples who have been in Wudang outer courtyard for nearly four years.
Of course, they didn't know that Su Qinian possessed a spiritual martial art that was rare in the martial arts world, such as the "Ecstasy of Souls". Before he entered the dragon and tiger realm, he had already entered the spiritual realm.
, in terms of control of strength, it is naturally far superior to ordinary warriors who have not yet established a foundation.
When Su Qinian heard the fat man's words, he could only roll his eyes at him. The "Ecstasy Technique" was extraordinary. He also practiced it on his own. Even the techniques after the fifteenth level were incomplete. He didn't know if there were any major flaws.
, otherwise Su Qinian wouldn’t mind passing it on to the two of them.
Qingyang Stream is not small, with a radius of two to three hundred feet, but it is now overgrown with weeds. Where can it still have the clear springs and yam gatherings of the past?
There are several old Taoist temples, and the glazed jade tiles can show the grand scenery of the past, but now only the ruins are left.
"This is the Qingyang Palace of the past. In the past, "Qian Li Yuan Heng Bu" was the best in Wudang, and it was even better than "Ti Yun Zong" by the first three crazy masters. The Qing Yang Sword is also bright and majestic, and is comparable to the Tai Chi Sword.
It can be a long or short one, but I didn’t expect that it was robbed five hundred years ago and the inheritance was cut off." Qing Yu sighed.
At this time, Su Qinian and the others were standing in front of a dilapidated palace gate, looking at the grass growing under their feet. Even the plaque written by the first master of Qingyang Peak had dense cracks, which could only be vaguely visible.
The word Qingyang.
"Rise and fall are inevitable, and no one can escape the reincarnation of heaven. It's just hard for us mortals to see through." Su Qinian had some realization.
"But now is our chance," Fatty Qingye said excitedly, "Acquiring the inheritance of Qingyang Peak is like a dead tree blooming with spring. When the previous reincarnation ends, we will be the pioneers of the next reincarnation."
Enter the palace.
Su Qinian saw some stone lamps. The lamp oil inside had long dried up. The green bricks on the ground were still intact, but they were also covered with weeds several feet high.
"At the peak of Qingyang Palace, in addition to the main hall and Qingyang Pavilion, there were one hundred and thirty-six houses, and nearly a hundred disciples, many of whom were in the second-rate Dragon and Tiger Realm, and even first-rate figures, who were on the Dragon and Tiger List."<
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Qing Yu mentioned some allusions, which are all from the Wudang History in the Sutra Collection Building in the outer courtyard. Each of the seventy-two peaks has had its glory, such as Qingyang Peak, which is the best among them. If not for five hundred years,
After the previous battle, Qingyang Peak today will probably be even more prosperous.
The three of them walked through the main hall and Qingyang Pavilion of Qingyang Palace. Except for some broken tables and tables, even the body of Emperor Zhenwu enshrined in the main hall had disappeared.
"The decline of Qingyang Peak was divided up by the peaks five hundred years ago. Some of the remaining second- and third-rate martial arts secrets in Qingyang Pavilion were also taken away by the peaks," the fat man sneered, "just like the "Golden Light" written by Jin Suofeng.
"Sword", five hundred years ago, should have been called "Qingguang Sword Technique". It was a second-rate sword technique that rarely survived in Qingyang Pavilion. Even the seeds of true meaning have been completely preserved. Who knows that five hundred years ago, things are still human beings?
No, even the authentic martial arts has been tampered with."
Su Qinian was silent when he heard the words. As time goes by, human relationships change. Even an authentic Taoist like Wudang is not exempt from vulgarity. People who practice martial arts naturally have a competitive spirit. The right and wrong in this, if the Qingyangfeng line has not been cut off,
, I wonder how Zhu Feng will react.
After bypassing the main hall of Qingyang Palace and arriving at Qingyang Palace, Su Qinian and the others saw a dry spring.
There can be a spring pool of three feet in size, but only the bottom of the pool is about ten feet deep, covered with a layer of dry and cracked pebbles.
"The Qingyang Spring, which was famous all over the world for refining weapons, has also dried up, and the ten ancient springs have been cut off."
Qingyu took a deep breath, then reached into his arms and took out a bronze handle as big as a baby's fist. This bronze handle was carved into a sheep, with thick and curved horns, and sharp horns that pierced the sky, and were half the body of a sheep.
Big, this bronze sheep handle is covered with dark green patina, which has obviously been eroded over a long period of time.
"The entrance to the world of Yuanshen is here." Su Qinian said with a slightly stern look.
Nodding solemnly, Qingyu said: "I got this Qingyang Ling by chance in the Wudang Mountains. Otherwise, even if the entrance to the Yuan Shen World is here, we wouldn't be able to open it."
The next moment, without hesitation, Qing Yu threw the bronze sheep handle in his hand and fell into the dry Qingyang Spring.
Ding!
There was a soft sound, but it seemed to echo in the long years. Then, Su Qinian saw a bit of lapis lazuli light emerging from the pool, and it rippled like running water in an instant. It seemed slow, but Su Qinian couldn't even make it in time.
At the slightest movement, it flowed beneath his feet.
The green gold divine light was so powerful that it blocked all sight. Even the spiritual power that Su Qinian had released from outside his body was forced back by an invisible force, and he shrank into the Ancestral Aperture Divine Courtyard, unable to move.
When the three of them regained their sight again, everything in front of them was different.
"This is the world of Yuanshen!"
Even with Su Qinian's reading and sensible mind, he would not be easily shaken even if his expression remained unchanged even if the mountain was overwhelming him. But at the moment, his breathing was slightly stagnant.
Because although the Qingyang Palace is still in front of me, everything has changed drastically. Just like in front of me, there is still a dry spring pool. I can only see a clear spring gurgling, as blue as jade, and there is even a layer of light floating on the spring water. The white chill.
"Qingyang Spring, has it recovered?"
Fatty Qingye blinked, and even couldn't help pinching himself. He grimaced in pain, but then he smiled happily: "What a treasure. Even this Qingyang Spring is a priceless treasure. There are so many weapon craftsmen in the world who want to flock to it. Spiritual weapons at the psychic level cannot be successfully tempered by water other than those from the top ten ancient springs. If a broken-mark treasured weapon is tempered by a mouthful of ancient spring water, it is likely that it will be able to reach a higher level."
Turning around and looking again, there are no more ruins, glazed tiles, green bricks and green walls, it is another magnificent Qingyang Palace.
"That's..."
Su Qinian looked up and was a little stunned. He saw a blue-gold sun, which was not very high from the ground, about two to three thousand feet, and radiated a warm spring-like radiance.
At this moment, the entire Qingyang Palace is shrouded in green-gold sunlight. Looking outside the Qingyang Palace, it is covered with white mist, and the way in is no longer visible.
"Let's go"
The three of them looked at each other and walked towards the main hall of Qingyang Palace. After dozens or hundreds of steps, they heard the roar of shouts and even the sound of weapons piercing the air.
Turning the corner of Qingyang Pavilion, Su Qinian and the others couldn't help but stop in their tracks. At this moment, there were dozens and nearly hundreds of people performing martial arts on the hundred-foot-square martial arts field in Qingyang Palace.
There is a sword practitioner, the green light shines like lightning passing through the air, leaving dozens or hundreds of blue sword shadows.
""Qingguang Sword Technique"!" Qingyu murmured. He was new to swordsmanship and was fascinated by it.
There are also people who practice palm techniques, making rolling thunder sounds with every move. The palms are restrained, as if they are pregnant with a thunder pool. When the palm force is released, a piece of air will be shattered, the vacuum will collapse, and the flash of thunder will appear.
"Could it be, "Zelei Palm"!"
The fat man's eyes will pop out of his head. The legendary palm technique of Qingyang Peak, where thunder is dormant in the swamp, is derived from the principle of "there is thunder in the swamp, and everything is dormant" in the "Book of Changes". Looking at the many things in Wudang, First-class martial arts are rarely achieved. There are even records in historical notes. The first master of Qingyang Peak transformed thunder and calamity into the palm of his hand. He used it to compete with the Beggar Gang's "Dragon Subduing Palm". He used his first-class skills to reach the top and beat eighteen. Palm, get out of the whole body. (Please recommend votes, please collect, one thousand votes are valid until Friday, one day will be updated three times on Saturday, the ten steps are just brewing the plot in the past few days, and an important node is coming.)