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The atmosphere in Zixiao Hall seemed a little tense at the moment.
Most of the real people in the Zhufeng Peak stared intently, but the one from Qingyang Peak avoided this gift. They didn't know what the young Holy Forbidden One who had just entered his youth had in mind.
They were afraid that this young man would be very energetic and how many people would be able to stop him by then. He would not be qualified to take action if he was not at the third level of Yuan Shen and could not survive the third level of thunder tribulation. However, looking at all the peaks and veins, those who had survived the third level of thunder tribulation and above would be considered as bonuses.
There are only nine Tianwu masters who go to the Zhenwu Hall.
However, after Su Qinian avoided the ceremony, he sat down cross-legged on a futon randomly in the hall without any intention of speaking again.
This also made all the peak masters feel relieved. It seemed that this one had no intention of taking action again, but he could not see any intention of settling the old feud with the one from Jin Suo Peak.
Jinguang Daoist didn't take it seriously, still smiling, and sitting cross-legged close to Tianshi Daoist. In the eyes of the peak masters, most of them thought that the young man was young and weak, not as powerful as the current Jinsuo Peak Master.
If Su Qinian hadn't heard about it, at this moment, his state of mind and vision were no longer the same, and these changes in people's hearts were no longer considered by him at all.
Under the nest, how can there be any eggs?
Whether they are monsters or demons, they are a serious problem for the human race. If the demons cannot be killed and eliminated, the human race will never be at peace.
The real masters of the peaks sat down, and Ning Daoman also sat cross-legged on the futon at the head. He looked around and stayed for the same time on each master of the lineage, without making anyone feel the slightest discomfort.
Said: "In one month, a martial arts conference will be held at Dongting Lake, eight hundred miles away."
Martial Arts Conference!
The masters of the various peaks looked at each other. The martial arts conference is a grand event in the entire martial arts world. It is usually held once every sixty-year period, with ten major sects taking turns taking charge. The martial arts conference has three major arenas, and will be determined based on the wins and losses in the three major arenas.
Determine the power of various sects and families in various roads, states and counties, and provide many treasures to the final champions of the three major arenas.
Of course, this involves a variety of interests and is not just a simple martial arts conference.
"I'm afraid there are changes. How could it be a whole ten years ahead of schedule?"
Qingzhu Zhenren of Huixian Peak muttered, "This year, Longhu Mountain is supposed to be the village, but the martial arts competition is held at the 800-mile Dongting Lake..."
Su Qinian's heart was moved. Master Qingzhu was right. Eight Hundred Miles Dongting Lake is in Hunan Road, and Longhu Mountain is in Jiangxi Road. They are far apart. Moreover, Eight Hundred Miles Dongting Lake and Junshan Mountain in it are Beggars' Gang.
The main rudder is located.
The Beggar Gang, known as Banbu Zhenguo, has disciples all over the world. There are more than 100,000 disciples of the two factions of clean clothes and dirty clothes. Even the Han Dynasty is stationed in various roads, garrisons in various states and counties, and even Hulong Villa, six gates to arrest monsters and martial arts.
The lawless people also want to ask people in the Beggar Clan for information.
The martial arts conference is ten years ahead of schedule!
Su Qinian sneered in his heart. It seems that some people can't sit still. These Jianghu sects and aristocratic families attach great importance to their own interests and status. The so-called inheritance is more important to them than anything else. They can do it at any cost.
Paying a huge price. This is the fundamental conflict inside and outside the temple.
Dragons dance in troubled times, evil dragons roam in prosperous times.
As far as the entire world is concerned, today's sects and aristocratic families can indeed be regarded as cancer. It may be a bit harsh, but it is not far from it. They have already deviated from the idea of dividing sects and paving the way forward for human martial arts in the original dark years.
Originally, Su Qinian felt a little embarrassed about his current status, but now it seems that no matter the imperial mentality of the contemporary Han emperor, it is indeed necessary to resist the monsters from all over the world and the hidden demons.
In China, many people die every year, how many parents lose their children, how many women lose their husbands, and how many orphans are born...
Half an hour later, the people from Ningdao discussed with the peak masters of the various peaks and selected three people from the third-rate Open Heaven Realm, the second-rate Dragon Tiger Realm, and even the first-rate Hunyuan Realm of all the peaks and veins to go to the 800-mile Dongting Lake to participate in the martial arts.
General Assembly.
Among them, one person in the third-rate Kaitian realm came from Qingyang Peak and was called Jinggu. Two people in the second-rate Dragon and Tiger realm came from Qingyang Peak, one was Li Qinghe and the other was Qingye.
This is not an empty talk, nor is it that the real people of the gods of the peaks are afraid of Su Qinian now, but it was caused by the real swords and guns of the Dabi Festival in the previous year.
Wudang holds a small competition every year and a major competition every three years. In the annual festival competition that did not last long, the disciples of Qingyang Peak shocked Wudang.
Whether it was Qingye's Ze Lei Palm, Li Qinghe's Turbulent Wave Cutter, or Jinggu's sword skills that had been suppressed for a long time and had already reached the Taoist realm, they all left a deep impression on the disciples of all Wudang peaks and lines.
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By now, everyone knows that the young Shengjin from Qingyang Peak is not only capable of overpowering his contemporaries, he is also good at preaching and teaching.
Of course, from Su Qinian's point of view, he was just relying on Yuan Shi's mother's energy. In fact, he didn't give much guidance, especially Qingye. Although all methods were returned to the sect, he was not good at the art of palming. More
It relies on the careful guidance and cultivation of the successor of Zelei Palm in the world of Yuanshen.
As for himself, after he opened the second small world of the Great Aperture of the Divine Treasure on the Road of the Physical King, Su Qinian discovered that even the Qi of the Yuanshi Mother could only make his true Qi more pure and condensed.
If he wants to go one step further and open up the small world of the third-party divine treasure, simply absorbing the Qi of the Primordial Mother is no longer enough. At least in a short period of time, it is impossible for him to reach a higher level.
"We have been invited by Longhu Mountain to ask the master of Qingyang Peak to preside over the conference." Ning Dao said, looking at Su Qinian.
The masters of the peaks suddenly looked thoughtful, some frowned, and some looked worried. As the master of the peaks and veins, a top soul figure, many storms have long been common in the martial arts world. It seems that this
Fan came for their Wudang, or in other words, the newly promoted young Taoist Master on Qingyang Peak.
The power to supervise all martial arts affairs in the world, behead first and report later, as if I were here in person!
It seems that this sentence has brought undercurrents to the entire martial arts world in this short period of time. Now it seems that this is a kind of test, testing their Wudang, testing the little boy on Qingyang Peak.
immortal.
"Go as you please."
Su Qinian simply agreed without any change in his mood, which made some real peak masters shake their heads. Sometimes, no matter how strong one's personal force is, it cannot reverse the general trend of the world, let alone the entire martial arts world.
In their view, Wudang's current status is embarrassing. Even if it is a major event like a martial arts competition, Wudang is the last to know about it. This has already given rise to a sense of rejection. Although it is not obvious, it is still clearly visible.
An hour later, Su Qinian had returned to Qingyang Peak.
After receiving the news, Qing Ye was startled and then overjoyed. It was finally time for him to go down from the mountain and explore the world.
Li Qinghe was silent, his eyes moving. He vaguely guessed something, but did not say it out loud, because he knew that if Su Qinian couldn't handle it, there might not be any hope for them.
The next day, the three of them went down the mountain in Qingye. The three of them did not even go together, but chose three roads in the same direction.
Everyone has his or her own path, which cannot be replaced by anyone, because it is not others who pursue longevity, but yourself.
A true martial arts practitioner never pins his future on an illusory fate.
On the third day, when the sun was rising, Su Qinian also went down the mountain.
Originally, with his walking distance, it would probably take him less than half an hour to reach the 800-mile Dongting Lake. But now that his status is different, he needs to understand something about a grand event like the Wulin Conference. What is there in this entire world?
How many sects and families worry about the world, but now he is no longer just a simple reformer of the Ding Taoist Academy. The Emperor of the Han Dynasty's words made him extend from simply reforming the Ding Taoist Academy to revolutionizing the world of martial arts.
This is not a smooth road, and if you are not careful, you may be in danger.
But if the reform of the tripod is successful, there will be huge benefits. If the old practice is reformed and the martial arts practitioners are reformed, the martial arts practitioners will gain huge savings, and their future achievements will be limitless.
Hubei Road, Xiantao Prefecture, Xiliuhe County.
The water of the Xiliu River is clear, and as March is drawing to an end, the fish are getting fatter and plumper. Especially on the fishing boats at the river crossings and in the teahouses, the delicious smell of fish wafts around. This is the urban life along the Xiliu River.
On this day, on a small fishing boat at the ferry, a young man wearing a coarse white robe came up. His black hair was casually scattered, but he had a calm temperament and a vague sense of unruliness.
"The boatman will bring you a pot of fish soup."
The young man sat down at a small table in the boat. The hull of the boat did not shake at all. Not long after, an old man with gray hair wearing a bamboo hat came in carrying a pot of fish soup. On the snow-white and clear fish soup, there was a drop of water floating on it.
Small slices of green onion are crystal green and fragrant.
After half a stick of incense, he drank a large bowl of fish soup. The young man put down the porcelain bowl and said, "The master really chose a good place."
"The old Taoist would rather live here for the rest of his life, but it's a pity..."
Seeing the sighs on the faces of the people in Ning Pass, Su Qinian also sighed a little. As his cultivation and martial arts improve, it becomes more and more difficult to be ordinary.
Jianghu is everywhere.
This time when he went to Dongting Lake of 800 Miles, Su Qinian also concealed some of his own characteristics, especially the white hair, which he temporarily reversed. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to see the real scene in such a swagger.
As for the leader of Wudang, he occasionally dabbled in some partial martial arts with shrinking bones and slight deformation when he was traveling in the world in his early years.
Investigating the reason, both Su Qinian felt that in Wudang Mountains, it was no longer absolutely secretive, and sometimes it was necessary to avoid people's eyes and ears.
After burning the incense, Su Qinian got up, left the fishing boat, and headed south along the west-flowing river.
In the quiet fishing boat, a man from Ningdao dressed in a raincoat and bamboo hat was packing the dishes like a simple fisherman.
"Golden light!"
He softly uttered these two words, and as his eyes opened and closed, there was a faint flash of cold light. (Please recommend a monthly ticket, Qidian genuine subscription is the greatest support for Ten Steps!) (To be continued.)