The Sanjiang sect has a great cause and strong financial resources. It aims to dominate a thousand miles around. Building a big house on a barren mountain is not a big deal.
But something that even Su Yang didn't expect was that a few months later, on a cliff thousands of feet high in Sanjiang Mountain, a series of palace buildings appeared out of thin air. Seen from a distance from the bottom of the mountain, they looked like they were on a cliff.
On it, stands a vulture, or vulture.
It stands to reason that if you have money, you will have money, but these days there are no cranes or helicopters, so building a house on a cliff is just a problem. The appearance of a large group of buildings in a short period of time is really unbelievable, but after a little inquiry, you will understand that the Sanjiang Sect
Everyone in the sect and the worshipers in the back mountain all participated in this vigorous construction project. These people are all highly skilled in martial arts. They can climb cliffs as easily as walking on flat ground. They are countless times better than ordinary construction workers. With them here, it is no wonder that Lingjiu Palace is here.
It was established in a short period of time.
Of course, these people don't know how to do anything, and there are also houses for them in Lingjiu Palace. The few thatched cottages in the back mountain of Sanjiang Mountain that were originally quiet and peaceful have now become a place for vacation and leisure for the worshippers.
Looking at the Lingjiu Palace, Su Yang suddenly realized that he finally knew what was going on. It seemed that Xiaoyao Sect was really founded by himself. This is a cycle of reincarnation. Maybe the thirty-six holes and seventy-two islands and Lingjiu
These people in the palace also have a great relationship.
As for Li Qiushui and Tianshan Tonglao, maybe they are the real founders of the Xiaoyao sect. The reason why they will use themselves as the template for selecting disciples in the future is actually based on Wu Yazi.
This is too weird.
Any discipline, including martial arts, once developed to its extreme, is philosophy.
As for philosophy, in fact, for most people, including Su Yang, it is nothing. It has no meaning except to show off the so-called depth of thought when showing off.
Therefore, Su Yang always used the simplest way to deal with such nonsensical and mind-consuming problems: don't think about it.
Don't think about it, I have been practicing Qigong for the past few months.
All the meridians in the body have been opened! Each of the eight extraordinary meridians has been opened, and then when the second one is opened, the one that has been opened before fails again, and the true energy is constantly condensing in the body.
Several special effects collided with each other, and the situation was worse than before.
If Su Yang was able to release his true energy after a period of hard work before and use his inner strength once, then now there is simply no pattern to follow. He is exactly like that kid Duan Yu. He may sometimes be able to burst out with extremely powerful martial arts, but
Most of the time, the internal strength is completely lost, and the martial arts is sometimes effective and sometimes ineffective.
"I have never encountered such a thing!" Tianshan Child Elder, Li Qiu Shui, Zhang Dashan and others seemed to have been taught by the same master. They gave exactly the same answers.
It's no use even if he encounters it. Even Duan Yu can't explain why. Even if he can understand why, he can't solve it.
The only thing that makes Su Yang feel at ease is that although the skill in his body cannot be condensed to hurt others, it is extremely powerful and powerful, which he has never seen before.
If it's not strong, then it's hell. Originally, Sanjiang Zhenqi was already at the top of the world, and its internal strength was profound. Except for a few people such as the young old man Wu Ming, it was no longer inferior to anyone. Now, coupled with Wu Yazi's seventy years of hard training
, as long as his body recovers, Su Yang will be confident to beat anyone to death.
Different from Xu Zhu in the original plot, Xu Zhu's martial arts foundation is too poor. When he accepted the internal skills from Wu Yazi and others, he suffered too much loss. Moreover, after receiving the internal skills, he could not fully display them. It would take decades to fully integrate into them.
I am different, my foundation is better than Xu Zhu's, besides, the Sanjiang Zhenqi and the Beiming Shenqi's Zhenqi originate from the same source, not only there is no loss at all, but they reinforce each other.
Guan Qi is nothing more than this, Su Yang thought.
But time waits for no one. Just when Su Yang Dazuo's true energy surged, he controlled the world with his palms, and his sword was flying across the country, the system brought him to the martial arts space again.
This time, it is a decisive battle at the top of the Forbidden City.
"Safety first!" The martial artist already has a complete body, stepping on the void, walking back and forth in the mid-air of the martial arts space.
He seemed to be particularly excited because he had been in the shape of a ball of light for many years and now he had finally returned to his human form. He would walk and jump in mid-air, as if he was mentally ill, which made Su Yang feel dizzy.
"How is it safe? Will Bai Yujing protect me?" Su Yang looked at his hands. Although there was a sword in his hand, it was powerless. He suddenly thought of the first time he entered the world of martial arts. At that time, he didn't know any martial arts, so he relied on
Follow the boss Bai Yujing to hang out.
It seems like everything is happening again, and the experiences of these years are like a huge reincarnation.
"Fatalism is also philosophy." Wu Xia turned somersaults, flexed his hands and feet, and said deeply: "Don't you like studying philosophy?"
"This is not philosophy, this is a matter of my life!" Su Yang said: "I don't need to tell you how dangerous this dungeon is. I have a unique martial arts but I can't use it."
"What I want is that you can't use it!" Wu Xia said: "The decisive battle between Ximen Chuixue and Ye Gucheng is fate. You know fate. It is destined by God that it will never be changed. Your martial arts is too high. Interfering in their duel is such a fate.
Isn’t it going to change?”
"Then what should I do?" Su Yang asked.
"It's still the same mission, find the martial arts jade in the ancient dragon world, and then break it!" Wuxia said: "Of course, you may not be able to break it, so find it first, and then fight it after you recover your skills. As for this plot
There are some other things in there. If you feel confident about changing it, go ahead and change it. If you are not sure, don’t force it.”
Wu Xia suddenly stopped his body movements, turned around and looked at Su Yang, and said seriously: "To speak from the bottom of my heart, I hope you live well."
"Are you interested?" Su Yang smiled.
"It will be there soon." Wu Xia waved his hand, and a light door appeared.
.........
In Su Yang's impression, martial arts is a changeable guy.
When we first met, he looked like an old man, with an air of righteousness, but his words were as fierce as those of a young man, and his spitting was flying, making people shy away. After traveling through the world of martial arts to this day, martial arts are sometimes a little unreliable, but generally
Part of the time, Su Yang could feel Wu Xia's concern for him.
No matter what the purpose of this concern is, Su Yang can be sure that Wu Xia's words are definitely not false: he does not want to die himself.
Today, Su Yang always felt that he had gained a human body as a martial arts warrior, and his mood was a bit depressed. Although he was jumping up and down like a naughty boy, he seemed to be vaguely different from before, but Su Yang couldn't tell what the specific difference was.
.
Maybe it was because he had become a ball of light for so many years and was so depressed. Su Yang told himself this.
But no matter what, Wuxia was still very considerate this time. A flash of blue light revealed that it was already the capital.
In late autumn in Beijing, the maple leaves are red, the jade dew on the long streets has turned white, and the morning is foggy and slightly cold.
There is a large house in the fog in the distance. The door of the house is wide open, and a big man walks out of it.
This man was eight feet one inch tall, tall and strong, with thick eyebrows, sharp eyes, and an eagle nose. Even through the mist, Su Yang could still feel the cruelty on his face that he was ready to kill at any time, or that he had just killed someone.
.
This kind of person's life is probably just like his face.
Whoever is able to live for decades while being able to kill people at any time must already have a high status and a very good life.
In fact, this mansion is one of Li Yanbei's thirty mansions in the capital.
Owning thirty mansions in a place as expensive as the capital is not something everyone can achieve, not even a few princes.
In fact, he has been one of the most powerful people in this ancient city since ten years ago.
About ten feet behind him, there was a group of people following him. It was almost necessary to run at a running speed to keep up with his pace. Among these people were the chief escorts and escort masters of the three major escort agencies in the capital, and some from the underground of the East and West City.
There are leaders and group leaders, including big bosses who are extremely successful in business and bank stewards.
Although there are several people who have settled in the capital for more than ten years, no one has ever been able to figure out their origins and identities.
They are all wealthy and successful middle-aged people. No one is willing to walk out of their warm and comfortable home so early in the morning and brave the cold wind to walk on the streets. But they have to do this every morning.
Su Yang happened to be on Li Yanbei's way. It was really cold in the late autumn morning, and the wind blew on his face. Su Yang was only wearing a thin shirt, and the blood sword on his waist was like a piece of ice.
He was shivering from the cold and wanted to find a place to hide from the wind.
But he can't!
Even if the wind was blowing a knife, he could only stand in the middle of the road with his back straight.
Because only lowly beggars would hang out on the roadside, but beggars couldn't beg for food on the deserted streets in such a cold early morning.
Besides, Su Yang still has a sword on his waist!
He looks too much like a downtrodden swordsman now!
A down-and-out swordsman was hiding on the side of the road that Li Yanbei must pass in the early morning of late autumn. What was he doing?
Everyone can imagine that there are many people in the capital who want Li Yanbei dead.
Su Yang can be sure that as long as he dares to stand in the corner, more than ten knives will immediately slash at his neck from behind Li Yanbei. Now, he may be able to deal with four or five of them with his sword skills and experience.
, but it is absolutely impossible to pick Li Yanbei’s territory.
Besides, there's no need for that.
Therefore, Su Yang stood in the middle of the road with his back straight as if he was waiting for Li Yanbei.
For a down-and-out young swordsman who comes to visit in an honest and fair manner, anyone with a normal mind will generally not kill him accidentally, let alone a wealthy man like Li Yanbei. Over the years, he has taken in many such people under his command. Among them are
Several of them have become his top horses and have made great contributions to his foundation.
So Li Yanbei stood, standing ten feet away from Su Yang.
