Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 136

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Fumo Peak, one of the seventy-two peaks of Wudang, has been cut off.

There is a ghost valley stream on the peak, cracked rocks flow through, and turtles and giant snakes are often seen swimming up and down. Legend has it that it is the place where Emperor Xuan suppressed demons and interrogated them. He was also brought here and locked into the Xuanyin Cave.

When he came to Fumo Peak again, Su Qinian felt a little emotional. Back then, when he practiced the bones in the dark wind, in this Xuanyin Cave, he did not expect that he would come again after less than two months.

However, compared with the last time, now he has undergone earth-shaking changes in both his status and cultivation skills.

"Brother Su, this is a law enforcement document."

A Taoist priest who had left earlier had arrived and showed the law enforcement documents to Su Qinian. In terms of etiquette, the sacrificial hall was never missing, and it was extremely strict.

However, the only thing that surprised Su Qinian was the change in the titles of the two handyman Taoists. The villa issued a decree to protect the dragon, a half-baked alternate dragon guard with a false name, although he lacked an official rank, it also made two handyman Taoists begin to recognize his status as a quasi-master disciple of Qingyang Peak.

The disciples of Palm Peak, no matter how old or young they are, are the elders of the disciples of the same peak and the same lineage, and those who have mastered martial arts practice are the senior brothers of the same lineage.

"Brother Su, please."

Su Qinian nodded without any hesitation, turned around and walked into the Xuanyin Cave.

Seeing the back of Su Qinian walking into the Xuanyin Cave, the two handyman Taoists glanced at each other and sighed a little. This young man can be called another legend of Wudang in the past ten years besides the sword of Qiantian on the Lion Peak. The ninth floor of "Turtle and Snake Art", the two of them were a little speechless. They practiced hard for more than ten years, and this year passed, but the seventh floor was close to completion, so they dared not build a foundation easily, and it was difficult to overcome the impact of whimsy.

The two regretted that if they were not born in Xiaoyao Valley, they would not have received so much hostility. In fact, the two handyman Taoists knew that in Wudang Mountains, for decades, there have been quite a few The probationary prisoner successfully established his foundation and became an introductory disciple, and even a disciple of the various peaks and veins. Various hidden forces intertwined and undercurrents surged, which made many orthodox disciples feel dissatisfied. However, Tianzhu Peak never interfered and was escorted by the Ministry of Justice The documents of probation prisoners are never rejected, which also makes the people's hearts in Wudang Mountains as impetuous as the sky and unpredictable.

……

Stepping into the Xuanyin Cave again, Su Qinian didn't care about the severe cold here, the power of Hunyuan Qi and blood is too strong, two hundred dark orifices have been pierced, and his Hunyuan Qi and blood have been tempered to the limit Sixty percent, only the last forty percent, can penetrate the dark holes of the whole body and reach the state of perfection.

The spiritual power gathered in both eyes, and it was like daytime in the Xuanyin Cave, and Su Qinian saw densely packed air vents like a honeycomb.

With a thought, he stepped into a vent.

Woo!

The Yin wind whimpered, like a ghost crying, like weeping like a complaint, blowing on the body, but never able to erode into the body, the Hunyuan Qi and blood moved, and it collapsed.

Standing in the cloudy wind, Su Qinian pondered. Today, in front of the ceremony hall, the moment Yun Qingfeng appeared, he had an insight into the reality. He had to bear the consequences before the ceremony hall, and he had already prepared for it. In this way, it may be difficult to break the game. It seems that the one on Lion Peak is already a little impatient.

"Zhen Guo Dazong is also difficult to be quiet, but I don't know which one from Qiankun Arsenal will make the move..."

Su Qinian took a deep breath. Up to now, he didn't see things superficially. Walking out of Chang'an City made him see the world more clearly. The rivers, lakes, martial arts forests and temples, and the seemingly peaceful territory of the Celestial Dynasty are actually real. It is already a piece of muddy water.

"The arsenal is heaven and earth, and the emperor looks forward to it. This generation of Han emperors has great talents and general plans. This is to establish an indomitable feat. To truly be the emperor of the tribal era. With one word, one word, one word, and the death of all beings, all in one thought. ..."

Su Qinian frowned, the monster clan was at his side, the monster kingdoms in the four seas were about to move, and the kingdoms in the four directions seemed not to be very stable. In the dark, he had a feeling that a storm was about to come, and dark clouds were overwhelming the city.

Slowly suppressing these thoughts, Su Qinian collected his mind. In this peaceful and chaotic world, only when one's body is strong and continuously strengthened, can evils not invade and open up a pure land.

As soon as his footsteps moved, Su Qinian stood up on the "Dragon Town Pile", and his spiritual power began to penetrate the ground.

what!

The next moment, Su Qinian's eyes widened, and the moment he turned the "Dragon Suppressing Pile", he noticed the vitality of the place where Fumo Peak is located, which is as magnificent as the ocean.

Perhaps this life energy is slightly inferior to that of Tianzhu Peak, but it is almost the same. The most important thing is that the inheritance of Fumo Peak has been broken, and no one has lived in it for a long time. It is a land without an owner.

In comparison, the life energy contained in Qingyang Peak is more than ten times different from that of Fumo Peak. The cycle of heaven and earth, the life energy that can be breathed out is naturally deep on this Fumo Peak. more than ten times.

Treasure!

Su Qinian's eyes were bright. Originally, it would take him almost half a year to penetrate the remaining [-] hidden orifices and cultivate on Qingyang Peak. Now, the amount of life energy he swallowed has increased by ten times, half a year. It was shortened to eighteen days.

In eighteen days, the ninth level of "Turtle and Snake Technique" was complete!

Su Qinian hesitated for a moment, and glanced into the depths of the wind. At the beginning, he was only more than ten feet deep, but he couldn't bear the icy cold wind, so he stopped moving forward. Just now when "Zhenlong Zhuang" was running, he seemed to vaguely capture this. Deep in the tuyere, there is an extremely strong vitality.

He doesn't know much about this Xuanyin Cave, most of them are legends. As for what is in the depths of this Xuanyin Cave, it is not recorded in the many historical records of Wudang that he has read in his mind. There is no end to a thousand times, and the wind is everywhere. It is impossible to find the next exit after walking for ten days and a half months, and the only way is to return.

This has been confirmed by many Wudang masters in the past. Even the top figure of Dao Yuanshen, Yimao Daoist, seems to have tried it, but after three days and three nights, he came out silent and did not say a word.

After a stick of incense.

Su Qinian tried to penetrate more than a hundred feet deep, but it was really bottomless, and the wind was much fiercer, like a knife, like a sword, slashing at his body, if it wasn't for Hunyuan Qi and blood to protect the body, Su Qinian reckoned, it would be an ordinary "turtle" The disciples of the outer courtyard below the seventh floor of the Snake Art will never survive a single breath and have to be separated from their flesh and blood.

At this point, even he has no choice but to stop, and if he goes deeper, with his skill, he may not be able to last for too long.

"Dragon Town Pile" was running, and sure enough, Su Qinian felt that the life energy contained in the ground under his feet had grown a bit deeper, which was a bit unbelievable. In the end, he settled down, settled down, and entered the long subliminal cultivation.

……

Fifteen days later, at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

The first month is coming to an end, and the smell of the year has faded a bit. In the pavilion in front of the Jiejian Stone, the disciples from the outer court on duty seem to be coming and going. They are all disciples from various peaks and veins. Some are visiting relatives and returning to the mountain. Experience, walk the rivers and lakes, slay demons and demons.

Of course, what I want more is to find my own opportunities and good luck in this world of martial arts, so as to get a glimpse of the path of longevity and long-sightedness.

Those who practice martial arts, who doesn't want to be in all directions, be proud of the world, become famous, and live forever on the road, which does not hinder these pursuits that are at your fingertips.

The sound of horseshoes is urgent.

In the pavilion in front of the Jiejian Stone, the spirit of the disciples on duty was shaken, and some disciples from various peaks who were descending the mountain also looked sideways, and saw a group of more than twenty riders rushing towards them like lightning. No sign of stopping.

"Stop comers!"

The disciple on duty jumped out and let out a long shout. There were also disciples who came down the mountain and stood in front of the sword-breaking stone, waiting solemnly, either clenching their fists or holding the hilt of the sword, the air was stagnant, and their breathing could be heard.

Baizhang!Seventy feet!Forty feet!Twenty feet!ten feet!

Just when all the disciples were concentrating and were about to make a move, more than twenty riders stopped abruptly, and the horse neighed through gold and cracked rocks, which was shocking and settled nine feet away.

Sweat BMW!

Many Wudang disciples couldn't help but gasped. The twenty or so riders in front of them were all bloody BMWs that traveled thousands of miles every day. The strong smell of blood and blood rushed to their faces, and some disciples from the outer courtyard immediately felt breathless. They were all stagnant. In comparison, the energy and blood cultivation of a few of them was not as good as the sweaty horses in front of them worth thousands of silver.

Eighteen garrison troops lead the way from the eighth-rank commander, four from the seventh-rank deputy lieutenant, and finally, a middle-aged man in a crimson official uniform with a sky heron embroidered with silk and a silver fish bag on his waist. A little half a step behind was a young man in a pure white robe with images of stars and stars embroidered on it, with haughty eyes.

Crimson official uniform, fifth-rank official of the Celestial Dynasty!The sun, moon and star three guards, the third-class star robe, this is the dragon guard of Hulong Villa!

Some Wudang disciples were shocked when they saw the identity of the visitor at a glance. The fifth rank of the Celestial Dynasty is at least a master of second-rate dragons and tigers.

"Master Sima Xing, Chief of the Supervision Department of the Ministry of Punishment of the Celestial Dynasty, Master Gu Yuechen, Longwei of the Hulong Mountain Villa in Shiyan Prefecture, Wudang disciples quickly go to the ceremony hall, please watch the Taoists come down the mountain to welcome them!" More than twenty people couldn't get off their horses, and they couldn't disarm their soldiers. , a commander-in-chief condescended and shouted loudly.

The Ministry of Punishment of the Celestial Dynasty!

Many Wudang disciples were terrified when they heard the words, the six sects that the warriors all over the world avoid, belong to the head of the Ministry of Punishment.

But at the same time, many Wudang disciples showed displeasure, please watch the Taoist come down the mountain to greet him, the majestic Wudang Ritual Hall Master, the first-class Hunyuan Realm master who is close to proving the Dao Yuanshen, and the governor of a state, the official of the capital The shelf is too big. (Ask for a monthly ticket, genuine subscription support, monthly ticket recommendation tickets are really rare today, please support.)

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