Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 126 One Yuan Begins Again, Qingyang Is in the Sky

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The attack stopped.

The winter sun is warm and soft, and the afternoon sun is especially drowsy, but at this moment, in the martial arts arena in the outer courtyard of Tianzhu Peak, the disciples of the Sixth Academy are all very excited, their eyes are burning, and they wish they could die with their bodies. From generation to generation.

The distorted air calmed down, and the winter wind was able to seep in. There was a whistling sound of wind on Chenyou Terrace, as if it was standing on the dome of a mountain.

Su Qier!

Nearly [-]% of the eyes of Chenyoutai's four directions were focused on a single figure.

A fifteen-year-old boy, wearing a dark blue robe, was all alone, standing on the Chenyou platform, with light black hair and warm and peaceful eyes.

Qingyang Peak, Su Qinian!

Many disciples of the Sixth Academy murmured that they were still used to the name of beggar that was passed down at the beginning, but now this young man, in a short period of time, has reached a level that they need to face up to, and even some ordinary disciples need to look up to. situation.

No matter how difficult it is for them to say the name of beggar, but at this moment, the word Su Qinian made many disciples feel extremely awkward.

A deep sense of frustration!

He practiced martial arts for three or four years, or even five or six years, but was surpassed by a young man who had only been exposed to martial arts for more than a year.

In addition, in Qingyang Peak, many disciples are also very curious about the past of the line that was cut off five hundred years ago. Martial arts practitioners also need to read and understand, be able to distinguish right from wrong, and introspect themselves, so many disciples also understand No matter how strong the top lineage is, it is possible to create one person, two people, but it is impossible to create three people in succession. If so, as long as one top martial arts, wouldn't it be possible to create countless top soul figures.

There is no strongest martial arts, only a peerless figure who can suppress the destiny master of an era.

On Chenyou stage.

Except for Su Qinian, there were only nine people left, only Luo Qingjiang from Baiyun Peak, Tu Qingfeng from Tianzhu Peak looked slightly stern, but still calm as before, and even Wei Qinghu from Lei Shifeng showed a dignified look.

There are also six disciples with very ugly faces. Although they are not weak, they also understand that compared to the three of Wei Qinghu, they are much worse. If it wasn't for the young man in front of him to stop suddenly, they probably would not have a chance to be safe. stand right here.

However, the disciples of the six courtyards under the Chenyou stage did not know about all the falsehoods and facts, which made them very embarrassed, but it was inconvenient to speak out.

boom!boom!boom!

In the next instant, on the five stone platforms of Zichou, Maoxu, Yinhai, Sishen, and Wuwei, all disciples made their moves together.

The air distorted, blurring everyone's sight again, which made many disciples of the Sixth Academy very dissatisfied, but they also understood that they were not strong enough to see through reality.

Walking down the Chenyou Terrace, where Su Qinian passed, the crowd naturally made way for a passage, no one spoke, but they all looked at him unnaturally.

He didn't care too much, Su Qinian was a little bit surprised when he saw Zichou and Maoxu on the platform. On these two stone platforms, there were also well-known outstanding disciples from the outer courtyard. No one dared to provoke them easily, but Qingyu and Fatty were alone. All alone, standing alone, at this time, he was really standing there alone. All the disciples fought against each other, and the energy was overflowing, but no one shot at them.

On the Maoxu stage, Qing Yu understood cause and effect after a little thought, and he stood still without saying a word.

On Zi Chou's stage, the fat man scratched his head, rolled his eyes, and made a difficult decision. Should he make a move?Or do you make a move?Or do you make a move?

In the end, he chose to close his eyes and not disturb this muddy water.

Sitting down in the corner again, Su Qinian quietly watched the scuffle on the Wufang stone platform.

But obviously, even if only ten people can be left, there are still some outstanding disciples that no one dares to provoke, they all avoid them, and then work hard to fight for the remaining few places.

Thanks to him, no one dared to touch Qing Yu and Fatty lightly, because they couldn't see the truth in advance, so no one wanted to take the lead and had the same idea. If the two of them were as cruel as Su Qinian, they would suffer a huge loss .

One after another figures flew across, passed through the twisted air, and fell down the stone platform, like dumpling.

In just half a cup of tea, the dust settled on the Wufang stone platform.

Liuhe Shitai, a total of [-] people, only [-] people left at this time.

As expected by Su Qinian, until the last moment, no one had the courage to fight against Qing Yu and the two of them. The two won without a fight, and they ranked among the top sixty in the New Year's Festival Competition.

The fat man walked down the Zichou platform leisurely, and winked at Qing Yu who also walked down the Maoxu platform, but got two supercilious eyes in exchange.

"Fatty is very tired."

Back in the corner, the fat man grabbed a cup of Taihe tea and slurped it down. The cow chewed peonies, which was simply ruining good things. He muttered: "I heard the rumors in the market that in Chang'an City, the concubines in the palace are like this. Speaking, if you have a chance, you should ask, don't you have time to work hard?"

Su Qinian glanced at him, a little speechless, the fat man didn't read it seriously, probably because he read too much unofficial history, although his Su family is only a mere eighth grade, but when he was in Chang'an City, he still knew a little bit about many things, As far as Su Qinian knew, the palace was like a bottomless abyss, and the concubines in the harem were not as weak as Fatty imagined, and there were countless masters among them, so there was a very popular saying in Chang'an City.

The concubine in the palace, the housekeeper of the Zhenyao Palace!

They are a group of women that cannot be underestimated. What's more, the emperors of the Han Dynasty have worked hard to govern, valued martial arts over culture, and advocated that all people should be soldiers. How could they tolerate the weakness of the harem? Most of the visions of the real dragon emperors are from extraordinary backgrounds, which has caused various forces in the palace to be intertwined, constantly cutting, and still chaotic.

"The rest are masters."

Su Qinian saw that most of the dozens of disciples who came down were well-muscled and possessed divine light. Even if they did not have the mental strength of a second-rate person, the spirit that emanated from their gestures was far from ordinary. Disciples are comparable.

Failure to cultivate spiritual power does not mean that there is no spiritual power. It is just that people below the second rate can hardly get involved in the spiritual field and do not know how to condense and use it.

In fact, since a person is born with consciousness and the first thought, the embryonic form of spiritual power is naturally born, but it is unreasonable and uncontrollable, and once it encounters danger, it will become a ghost. Otherwise, how can the martial arts practitioners who first build the foundation be able to withstand the impact of the mind ape controlling the mind horse.

These truths were also gradually comprehended as Su Qinian's "Ecstasy Dafa" practice deepened, and now he is about to step into the fourth level of "Ecstasy Dafa" practice, and his spiritual power is so strong that he has reached the point of interfering in the world. edge.

The more this is the case, the more he is in awe of martial arts. As his practice deepens step by step, he feels more and more that the road to martial arts is long, the road ahead is vast and unpredictable, and there are too many mysteries and mysteries.

Bang!

When the disciples walked down the stone platform, the six huge Liuhe stone platforms began to move again. This time they could be merged, and they were secretly connected, turning into a huge stone platform with a radius of about [-] zhang.

"One Yuan starts again, Vientiane renews."

Su Qinian opened his mouth, sighing a little, every detail of this year's ceremony reflects Wudang's background as the great sect of the country.

A full half an hour passed, and when the sixty disciples had all recuperated and recovered, the last reincarnation of this year's Grand Competition finally began.

Su Qinian and the three of them looked at each other, the fat man also turned his back, his eyes became solemn, the three of them got up slowly, and fell into the eyes of some caring people, just like three ancient sleeping beasts waking up from the long years, three invisible The qi in the air began to rise, and slowly merged into one, turning the land of ten feet into an invisible field.

The remaining fifty-seven disciples in the Liufang Outer Court also got up one after another, and a wave of Qi rose up. This was the last battle. Even some outstanding disciples who had never made a move and were as calm as water no longer hid, and began to release Come out with your own edge.

All of a sudden, the entire Tianzhu Peak Outer Courtyard was filled with turmoil.

The formation of invisible fields and the invisible mental oppression made some disciples of the Sixth Court who were approaching couldn't help but back away.

However, the most striking thing among them is the three people from Qingyang Peak. Compared with the promotion of eight to ten disciples in each branch, only three people from Qingyang Peak entered the last reincarnation.

But from beginning to end, there were only three of them.

The three auras are intertwined and turned into an invisible field, which is not inferior to the Liufang Outer Court.

Rumble!

There was thunder exploding in the air, and the winter sun hung high, without any warning.

This is the initial temptation of the seven disciples' qi machines colliding and silently confronting each other.

on the high platform.

Some deacons looked at each other and were moved, but this year there were quite a few young strong men in the outer court. The invisible collision of Qi mechanism caused thunder in the void. A vision that can only be created by a professional martial arts master.

"The weather in Wudang should be like this."

Taoist Jingshan of Huixian Peak stroked his beard, and the old man looked down on the entire martial arts arena with gentle eyes.

Some Dharma protectors frowned, hesitated to speak.

After a while.

On this huge black iron stone platform called Yiyuan, the three of Su Qinian stood still.

Compared to before, even if they are disciples of the same outer courtyard, no one chooses to join forces at this moment, and they all keep a distance apart, but they are less defensive with each other. Obviously, they have plans to clear the obstacles first.

And in the four corners of this Yuantai, there are a total of thirty-six deacons supervising the four directions, and they are very cautious, because in front of them are the sixty strongest disciples in the entire outer courtyard, and the weakest ones also have "Turtle and Snake Art". With the cultivation of the eighth floor, coupled with his good understanding of martial arts, in the Jianghu martial arts world, ordinary third-rate masters who have just established their foundations may not be opponents. (Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for genuine subscription support, it’s the third day of the Lunar New Year, and I don’t feel as happy as when I was a child.)

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