Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 131

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The ninth layer of "Turtle and Snake Art" is different from the eighth layer. It gradually opens the [-] secret orifices hidden in the human body, connects the heaven and the earth, and draws the qi of the beginning of the world from the depths of the void into the body to refine the qi. Blood condenses the skin, tendons, bones, and marrow, so that the martial arts practitioners can be reborn, surpassing the limits of the human body, and improving to a higher level.

At this moment, with Ling Qingping and Tu Qingfeng attacking, the Hunyuan qi and blood condensed through the qi of Yuanshi is so majestic that it even makes many Foundation Establishment disciples palpitate. Infuriating, it seems to be slightly inferior in comparison.

hum!

In the void, the five-color divine splendor flows, these are two five-color melting pots, from the virtual to the real, to manifest the world.

It's just that compared to Su Qinian's almost real boxing state, the five-color melting pot evolved by Ling Qingping and the others seems to be an artifact that does not exist in the world, a little more ethereal, a little less vicissitudes and simplicity.

boom!

In an instant, the two made a move, two furnaces of five colors crossed the sky, where the five colors meet, a chaotic light faintly flowed, the air was shattered, and a long vacuum was pulled out.

boom!

Another Foundation Establishment disciple was blown away, Su Qinian turned his eyes, he made a fist mark with both hands, and another five-color furnace appeared on the front of the fist, and the two five-color furnaces moved with the front of the fist, shrinking to the size of a palm, But that heavy fist seems to be able to crush a vacuum.

With two fists piercing forward, Su Qinian forcibly shook the five-color melting pots that had fallen down.

clang!clang!

Four five-color melting furnaces collided, as if the divine bell of the heavens was ringing, and sparks splashed, all of which were the size of a thumb.

The three fought, and several young disciples who had not yet established their foundations were accidentally affected, and were directly swept away by the intertwined fists of the three, spit out a mouthful of blood in the air, and fell down the stage.

retreat!

The disciples who were as strong as Wei Qinghu and other Foundation Establishment disciples also changed their expressions, and they dared not make any more moves. These three people were all ridiculously strong, and the fist realm was concluded, and no one else was allowed to intervene.

Four melting furnaces of five colors crossed the sky. Where the three of them were, the tens of feet of air distorted, forming pale vacuum patterns.

However, many supervising deacons on the Yiyuan stage still have a vague insight into the truth and reality, and many Taoists of the quiet generation have slightly changed their expressions.

That boy's fist realm is too strong, the five-color furnace with the size of two palms is so strong that it seems that it can smash through the sky, and almost every collision leaves clear lines on the five-color furnace of Ling Qingping and the others. print.

hold head high!

After the nine punches, Su Qinian howled like a dragon, the flood horse behind him charged suddenly, submerged into the body, and the horse and man became one.

His fists became incomparably brighter, the chaotic air lingered in Chixia, and the light of Qi and blood floated out of the boxing edge for a full five inches.

puff!

Fisting out with both fists, accompanied by the dragon's roar, the five-color furnace belonging to Ling Qingping and the others was pierced through and shattered in mid-air.

The rain of five colors scattered in the sky. Under the horrified eyes of many disciples from the Sixth Academy, Ling Qingping and the two flew out like straws and fell to the bottom of the Yiyuan platform. His face was pale, his arms were convulsed, obviously he couldn't bear Su Qi's masculine punch.

Continuously punching is still the eighth form of the turtle and snake boxing, which is very masculine and powerful. Su Qinian also consumes a lot of energy, but he doesn't care at all. The qi of the primordial origin of the heavens and the earth seeps out, and enters the body through the dark orifices throughout his body, replenishing what he needs in an instant, coupled with the deep, pure and extremely spiritual power bestowed by the third stage of "Ecstasy Dafa", can Always in peak condition.

"One hundred and ten dark holes!"

On the high platform, there were deacons and headmasters from the outer courtyard shrouded in mental power. They saw the truth and reality, and they looked at each other, and they all caught the shock in their eyes. They have penetrated a total of [-] secret apertures, nearly [-]% of the secret apertures. Being opened up, such a speed of improvement is simply unimaginable. This kind of consumption and accumulation, I am afraid that even in the land of a state, it is difficult to supply a century-old prosperous family.

This made some people of the Jingzi generation think deeply, and many people fell silent.

But at this moment on the Yiyuan platform, the Hunyuan qi belonging to Su Qinian presses the void and frightens the soul. He breathes the qi of the primordial beginning of the world, and is always at the peak. The five-color melting furnace moves with the fist, crushing the disciples of the six courtyards .

clang!

Stronger than Wei Qinghu, without receiving a single punch, he was shaken away from his internal energy, staggered backwards, and finally fell into the audience.

Both Ling Qingping and Tu Qingfeng on the ninth floor of "Turtle and Snake Art" were defeated. On the Yiyuan platform, many foundation-building disciples saw Su Qinian's Hunyuan fist light breaking out of his body. The five-inch fist light may only be twelve serious Only by comprehending at least ten of them can one achieve a level close to that of Hungry Tiger Leaping Over a Stream.

It wasn't even until this time that some foundation-building disciples realized that the mystery of the ninth layer of "Turtle and Snake Art" can actually absorb the primordial energy of heaven and earth in the depths of the void. The top figures in the world have opened the door to the first-class realm, so that they can absorb the primordial energy of the world, temper their true energy, and strengthen their spirits. The world established by first-rate figures is also called the primordial realm.

Thirty-two people!Thirty-five people!Thirty-nine people!Forty-three people...

Su Qinian's body is like a dragon entering the sea, his fists are like a horse flying in the sky, the five-color furnace is turning, and the chaotic dragon pattern is up and down. He is surrounded by a general trend of victory, almost no one can catch a punch, and it is difficult to beat him.

Even Baiyun Peak's Qinglu, Luo Qingjiang, Tianzhu Peak's Dao Qingkong, Lei Shifeng's Ling Qingyang, Yan Qingyu, at most no one can withstand the third punch, Su Qinian's blood is surging, If the Yangtze River stretches endlessly without any sign of weakening, even after several years of building the foundation, the inner family's true energy is deep, and the group of disciples who have already entered into the samadhi are also terrified. The power is simply unbelievable.

After half a stick of incense.

The five-color melting furnace crushed the void, crushing the air, and another Foundation Establishment disciple let out a muffled snort, and fell to the bottom of the stage, looking at the Yiyuan Stage, except for the three people from Qingyang Peak and the thirty-six supervisors Daoist deacon, where are the shadows of other disciples of the Sixth Academy?

There was a long silence. Disciples and those of the Jing family looked at the young man on the Yiyuan stage. The dark blue robe was blown by the wind. He stood tall, with black hair dancing lightly, and his eyes were like lightning, overlooking the surroundings. No one said anything for a long time. one word.

No one dared to question the disciples in the outer courtyard!

The fat man opened his mouth a long time ago, he never expected that Su Qinian would reach such a state so vigorously, sweeping away the outstanding figures among the disciples of the Sixth Academy, with a pair of fists, no one dared to make a sound.

Qing Yu's eyes swept over the four directions. As expected, there were more than a thousand disciples from the outer courtyard densely packed in the four directions of Yiyuantai, but there was no sound. Awe and admiration.

As for the inheritance of Qingyang Peak, it seems that none of them are more qualified than the boy on the Yiyuan Stage.

snort!

On the high platform, the deacons from Huangya Peak and Lion Peak walked away with gloomy and ugly faces.

On Xianding Peak, the young man Jinggu smiled openly, beside him, the brother who was holding his shoulder also let go of his hand, his eyes were complicated, and he suddenly felt a little headache.

A New Year's Festival Grand Competition, just like this anticlimactic, the last Foundation Establishment disciple who was blown away by Su Qinian was dizzy. According to the rules of the Grand Competition, he had only mastered the four twelve serious cultivation bases, but Becoming the leader of this year's Foundation Establishment disciples, you can get a whole bottle of thirty-six middle-grade vitality pills.

This made him a little unprepared, he felt ashamed, but he was also secretly happy that with this whole bottle of middle-grade vitality pill, his practice in the third-rate open heaven realm would be shortened by a long period of time.

A red sandalwood box three feet square was handed over to Su Qinian, and the deacon Taoist who delivered it came from the ceremony hall, his eyes were dark, and he said: "The leader of the disciples who have not established a foundation at the annual ceremony, this second-rate light kung fu" Qing "Ladder" and inheritance seeds are entrusted to you, I hope you will practice diligently and do more good deeds."

After a pause, the deacon of the sacrificial hall continued: "However, you contradict the deacon of Jing, which is against my Wudang etiquette. Starting tomorrow, you will be banned from Qingyang Peak for a month. You must face the wall and think about your mistakes. Wu Dadian, one month later, come to our Tianzhu Peak Ceremony Hall, it is related to entry matters, there must be no mistakes."

"Thank you Deacon."

Su Qinian bowed and saluted, as for restraining his feet and facing the wall to contemplate his mistakes, for him, the Grand Ceremony of Worshiping Heaven and Zhenwu may not be as small as three inches of space in Qingyang Palace.

Holding the red sandalwood box in both hands, Qingyu and Qingyu were behind him, Su Qinian took a deep breath, and walked towards the Bagua Daomen.

The crowd dispersed, and the disciples silently parted a path, watching Su Qinian and his party leave. The three walked steadily, and the setting sun was like blood. They seemed to see the majestic Qingyang Peak rising from the ground , reborn in Nirvana in the fire.

This night was destined to be restless.

The news of the Annual Festival Competition in the Outer Court was like a hurricane, sweeping through the entire Wudang Mountains, spreading to all peaks and veins, and reaching Tianzhu Peak.

That night, everyone remembered a name, a young man who had practiced "Turtle and Snake Skill" to the ninth level within half a year after entering Wudang Mountain.

An outer courtyard annual festival competition, sweeping all the disciples of the courtyard, a suspended death row prisoner from Xiaoyao Valley.

A five-color melting pot rose up in an instant, hitting Su Qier who no one dared to question.

This is one of the disciples of Qingyang Peak, one of the quasi-palm peak disciples who continue to pass on, Su Qinian, the second son of the eighth-rank arsenal editor who was imprisoned in Chang'an City!

Not only Su Qinian alone, but also Qing Yu and Fatty, their origins and growth, all kinds of things were quickly discovered. (Ask for a monthly ticket, genuine subscription support. Grandpa has a fever for the past two days. He is 87 years old. Shibu’s mother and uncle have been staying with him all night. This morning, my uncle is in severe pain, hepatic fissure, two vascular tumors and tumors were found, and hemorrhage is being rescued. , the suspicion is... hey, pray...)

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