Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 143

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Fourth day.

Su Qinian walked out of the wing room, his eyes were shining, but also a bit harsh, some handymen and Taoists passing by took a look, as if their minds would be engulfed in it.

No need to think about it, they also knew that the cultivation skills of this quasi-Zhang Feng disciple might have deepened again.

This is also Su Qinian's latest breakthrough, because the spiritual power has not yet been fully grasped, it will take a few days and months to polish it.

Before reaching the Qingyang Hall, Su Qinian heard the sound of sharp blades piercing the air from the martial arts arena in front of the hall. From a distance, he saw the young Jinggu's bare and strong forearm, holding a four-foot long back Carrying a plain knife on his back, he was sweating profusely, practicing the knife technique meticulously.

Speaking of which, the most excited person in Qingyang Palace these days is this young uncle of Jingzi generation, because Su Qinian no longer rejects him, and starts to point out his saber practice from time to time. It is necessary to practice a low-level sword technique hard, and choose another low-level martial art to study and learn from. Although it is only three days, Jinggu clearly feels that his sword technique is better than it was three days ago. It has taken a big step forward, and has reached the state of mastery of the basic knife skills.

……

Su Qinian is going down the mountain.

The fat man had a bitter face, he also wanted to go down the mountain, but firstly he was born and bred in a mountain village not far from the foot of Wudang Mountain, and secondly, the one in the Yuanshen World of Qingyang Palace said before that he would not be able to escape within a year. They are not allowed to go down the mountain, and they have to enter it every ten days, to take the school exam and practice, to polish their martial arts.

This made him very upset, because neither Yu Qingyu nor Su Qinian had such rules.

Before leaving, the fat man almost gritted his teeth and took out two jars of old wine from the cellar. Su Qinian patted the Kaifeng mud, took a few sips, and finally patted the fat man on the shoulder, turned around and left the palace without saying anything.

In spring in March, there is an indescribable fragrance in the air.

Su Qinian went down Qingyang Peak and walked on the Wudang Mountain Road. He pondered for a long time and wanted to go to Hailing Prefecture on Jianghuai Road first.

The North Sea frontier is too far away, and the frontier garrison is important. With his current cultivation level and status, he can't change anything, he can only slowly figure it out.

As for the city of Chang'an, there is a heavy prison, no one is allowed to enter unless there is an imperial decree, and those who violate it will be killed without mercy.

Not to mention the capital, there are too many masters, all kinds of forces are intertwined in the rivers and lakes and temples, and there are undercurrents surging. If you don't know the enemy or yourself, rushing in will only kill your life.

Only Hailing Prefecture, Jianghuai Road, is the ancestral home of the relatives of the Su family. Su Qinian was worried about his grandparents, parents and elders, and now there are only three people left. Because of the disaster of the Su family, although the nine clans have not been implicated, they have also been linked and deprived. Lost the few lands and became the most impoverished and helpless civilians.

The old age of the three is already high, and the land is deprived again. Even if there is some stock in the family and a small amount of savings, it is hard for Su Qinian to imagine. Even if the merits and virtues of the day are perfect, there will be regrets in the end.

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"Lazy donkey, hurry up and go down the mountain to eat wine and buy stewed meat. I ordered sandalwood and don't look back..."

On the mountain road, after walking for a while, Su Qinian raised his eyebrows, and saw a young Taoist priest, who looked about the age of a weak crown, sitting sideways on a donkey that looked fat, big ears, and covered in shiny black hair. , leisurely down the mountain.

The donkey walked very slowly, although the young Taoist urged him but did not move, Su Qinian soon overtook him.

Intruder disciple!

Su Qinian saw that the other party was wearing a pure white Taoist robe, which was spotless, and his black hair was loose, not messy, but gave off a somewhat fairy air.

The two passed by, the young Taoist took a look at Su Qinian, patted the lazy donkey under him, and smiled helplessly.

"Brother Qinglian!"

After walking several tens of feet away, Su Qinian caught the sound, it was the disciples from the outer courtyard walking in the mountains respectfully saluting.

Master Zhangfeng?

Su Qinian was a little surprised, this seemingly unruly young Taoist priest was actually a senior brother of Yifeng, a disciple of Zhangfeng.

Taoist Qinglian!

Su Qinian seems to have heard about it a little bit. Speaking of which, now that he is out of his criminal record, he has practiced the "Turtle and Snake Art" to the ninth level, and he is already a formal disciple. The life card branded by the character made him engrave his name with a drop of blood, which is considered to have left a mark. If one day he dies, the life card will be sensed and naturally shattered, which will remind everyone.

As for the four generations of Qing, Jing, Ning, and He, according to their seniority, if Su Qinian had a Daoist name, it should be Qingnian.

The foot of Wudang Mountain.

After untying the sword stone, Su Qinian stopped and looked at the four-foot-long blade that was stuck obliquely on the ground, and was covered with mottled rust. To many Wudang disciples, even deacons, guardians, and elders, this blade was a mystery. I know how long it has existed, but even the top primordial figures in the past have never been able to pull out the knife, and no one has been able to destroy it.

Su Qinian has always felt that this knife is a bit weird, every time he sees this knife, he always has some different feelings, these feelings arise for no reason, which makes him a little vigilant, but fortunately, nothing has arisen so far Unexpected change, he took one last look at Jiejianshi and walked past.

Down the mountain.

Leaving the boundary of Wudang, Su Qinian was light and light, which was a feeling he had never had in Chang'an City. It turns out that freedom is so precious to human beings.

There is a Jiangnan Road between Jianghuai Road and Hubei Road. Only when you cross a land of several states can you enter Jianghuai Road.

Su Qinian's footsteps were fast, and he arrived at the boundary of Yunyang County in less than half an hour.

Qingshan Town, Jiuligang Hu Mansion, he chatted with Mr. Hu for a long while. The Hu family took a trade route and was attached to his in-laws, the Ling family in Yunyang County. Therefore, he entrusted him to inquire about the life and death of his elder brother Su Qiming. No matter whether he succeeds or not, he will go to northern Xinjiang in person one year later. In this year, he will try his best to improve himself so that he can truly stand up in this troubled world. Stay on your heels.

After politely rejecting Mr. Hu to see him off, Su Qinian walked out of Jiuligang alone.

After traveling for less than ten miles, Su Qinian stopped in a rocky place in the suburbs, his gaze turned cold.

After a few breaths, more than ten figures flashed, surrounded him and locked him in the center.

More than ten people, all of them covered their faces with black cloths and night clothes, and they were unwilling to show their faces even in broad daylight.

"I'm curious, who in the Qiankun arsenal is so impatient." Su Qinian said coldly.

"The dead don't need to know."

A man in black at the head said coldly: "Do it!"

He didn't want to delay at all, he didn't want to talk nonsense with Su Qinian, more than a dozen people rushed towards Su Qinian in a blink of an eye, the sword was shining brightly, the sword was sharp and fierce, the inner family was full of energy, and the air was like cracking silk , was cut to pieces in an instant.

More than ten people, all of them are third-rate masters who have cultivated the true energy of the inner family, and Su Qinian's spiritual power sensed that the leader of the people has the highest cultivation level. There are only eleven of them, and only one is missing, and the true energy of the inner family can jump like a hungry tiger, and step into the realm of third-rate success.

Su Qinian closed his eyes, then opened them again.

The dozen or so men in black stopped in horror, because the world in front of them changed, and the figure belonging to Su Qinian disappeared, and they suddenly came to a cliff that was as high as ten feet high.

The whole body was surging, and a few steps back was the abyss. In an instant, everyone felt a little creepy, which was really unimaginable.

"No! This is an illusion! Everyone keep your minds on your mind and use spiritual martial arts! This kid has mastered a spiritual martial arts!"

The man in black headed by him quickly realized that the gazes of the dozen or so people quickly became steadfast, full of murderous aura, wanting to expel the illusion in front of them.

A few breaths passed, the illusion was not extinguished, and there was not even the slightest wrinkle. Instead, there was a faint sound of knives. In midair, there were dozens of long knives that turned from virtual to real. Even if they are separated by more than ten feet, it still makes the body feel cold.

"It's all an illusion! The environment is born from the heart, as long as the killing intent is steadfast, all illusions will destroy themselves!"

The leader of the men in black shouted loudly, but at the next moment, nearly a hundred members of the family swung their swords across the air, and the light of the swords was like a storm, drowning everyone in an instant.

puff!puff!

There were splashes of blood, and warm blood fell on his face. The leader man in black was dumbfounded, watching the long knives piercing his companion's head, but then he laughed out loud. Sure enough, everything was illusory. Still alive, even with the light of the knife like rain, there is no scar at all.

The next moment, the world in front of him seemed to be rippling on the surface of a lake, and he saw the jagged rocks again, the illusion was shattered, and he returned to the present world.

"impossible!"

However, as soon as he turned his gaze, he shouted in horror, because the rocks were blood-stained, more than a dozen companions still did not get up, blood was gurgling, flowing along the wound, slowly staining the soil red.

Could it be that he is still in an illusion?

Just as he had such an idea, in an instant, Su Qinian's figure turned from virtual to real, and appeared in front of him, with an index finger down, crowding the entire world in front of him.

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In the rocky field.

Su Qinian looked at the corpses all around him, his eyes were cold, "Ecstasy Dafa" reached the fourth stage, his spiritual power was condensed, and he had already initially explored the threshold of interfering in the world, the soul-stimulating technique shocked the spirit of slavery, and then activated the knife Dao sharpness, blending into the long sword transformed by the spirit, killing people in the illusion is no longer just talk.

His eyes fell on the leader of the man in black before him, Su Qinian tore off his face scarf, a strange middle-aged face was covered with old scars, and the face could no longer be recognized clearly.

Can't help but gasp, Su Qinian flicked his sleeves again, Hunyuan Qi and blood shook, and the black cloth fell off the faces of more than a dozen men in black, without exception, all of them were like this. (Ask for a monthly ticket, genuine subscription support, thank you to the newly established Wumeng brothers and sisters for your support all the way, Shibu will continue to work hard.)

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