Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 19

(I'm asking you to recommend the new book list, it's really shocking every step of the way, and I'm asking new book friends to add to the bookshelf collection.)

As decadent as ever, with the same stooped back and unchanging cloudy eyes.

The eyes of the two teenagers widened. When they saw Su Qinian coming out of the Xuanyin Cave, he staggered a bit, but only staggered. Even his face was only slightly pale, which was much better than theirs. few.

This……

The two teenagers looked at each other, feeling a little unbelievable. Could it be that this Su Qier has a thick body?Are you stuck on your laurels?

Other than that, the two teenagers really couldn't think of any other reason. As for sneaking out of the Xuanyin Cave midway, there was no chance. Facts have proved that those who tried to avoid punishment in the past did not end well in the end. Instead of doubling the punishment, To be separated from the flesh and blood by the evil wind is to be directly expelled from Xiaoyao Valley. This is even more serious, and he will be taken away by officials sent by the Ministry of Punishment. There will be no probation, and he will be executed within a month.

Taking the tiger bone soup from Taoist Jing Du's hand, Su Qinian twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a naive smile, and gulped it down.

Live to hell!

The two teenagers murmured in their hearts, but in front of Taoist Jing Du, they were quite afraid and did not dare to be too presumptuous.

……

An hour later, Happy Valley.

As the moon rose, the return of the group of four did not cause much commotion. Only a few people who were walking outside noticed it, but they only glanced at it and stopped paying attention.

No matter how big the joke is, it is just an adjustment to the boring life. Force is the most important thing. They pursue foundation building and yearn for the true energy of the inner family. Other than that, everything else is just passing by, not worth spending too much time and energy .

With the tiger's head hanging high, I am afraid that even Liu Ziming, who lived in the second thatched hut in Linshui, would definitely not be easy. The laws of the Han Dynasty and the majesty of the emperor cannot tolerate any blasphemy and contempt.

The thatched cottage was still cold, and the brazier was set up, setting aside the lamp oil and condensed ink sticks and slowly melting them.

Su Qinian was grinding ink, and the ink stick that was half the length of his little finger was already difficult to grasp. Some stinky ink rippled in the chipped inkstone, reflecting the dancing flames.

The knotted rabbit hair brush was soaked in warm water, and a few stray hairs were removed. It seemed that it could no longer be used a few times.

Spread out a piece of scorched hemp paper, Su Qinian dots ink, dips it in water, and writes.

The ink on the tip of the pen condensed into beads, Su Qinian concentrated his mind, and drew a streak of white. His brushwork was not complicated, it could even be said to be simple, but in just a few strokes, he outlined a blurry figure from the back. The graceful figure is a bit immature, but even if it is just a back view, one can imagine a bit of peerless youth.

A pair of jade-like lotus root arms are behind the back, and the blue silk is like a waterfall. Looking up at the nine heavens, a round of bright moon is like a disk. There are shadows of trees whirling in the center, and Qionglou looms.

After a stick of incense, Su Qinian put away his pen, stared at the paper for a long time, and then wrote a sentence in the blank space next to it:

"If you want to go back with the wind, you are afraid of Qionglou Yuyu."

Finally, it is signed: the year of Su Qi was in the [-] year of the Chixiao calendar of the Han Dynasty.

When the ink was slightly dry, Su Qinian took out a palm-sized cloth bag from the gap under the wooden table. This was something he kept close to his body at the beginning. When he first entered Xiaoyao Valley, no one noticed it. The cloth bag was opened, and inside was a A small stack of Tibetan paintings is not hemp paper, but slightly yellowed old rice paper. The first picture that catches the eye is the same as the one just completed on the table, except that the back is a little immature. Other than that, Even the inscription is the same, but the inscription is slightly different.

The year of Su Qi was five thousand four hundred and thirty-one years in the Chixiao calendar of the Han Dynasty!

The two paintings are almost the same, but in the one that has just been completed, the brush and ink are more refined and sophisticated.Su Qinian's eyes lingered on this painting for a few breaths, it was a bit complicated, and there was something unclear about it. After a while, he took a deep breath, the boy's eyes were strangely deep, and he took off the painting on the table. , fold it, cover it, wrap it layer by layer with cloth, and then slowly push it into the gap under the table.

……

No matter what season the sun is, it is always mild, and it is fiery red, illuminating the great Han Dynasty thousands of miles away.

Chenshi performed martial arts, Su Qinian did not go, after Chenshi passed, he slowly carried the medicine basket and walked towards the deep mountains of Wudang.

On the shore, some probation prisoners who were about to leave showed surprise, but seeing Su Qinian's pale face, they all had some understanding.

It turns out that he is not just a waste, but also knows the pain, and he does not want to enter the Xuanyin Cave again, and now he insists on going to the mountain to collect herbs.

In front of the second thatched hut facing the water.

At this time, a young man about eighteen or nineteen years old stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a seemingly plain silk green robe. Beside him, surrounded by several young people, each of them looked at the young man in the green robe. , are full of awe, and even deep in those pairs of pupils, there is deep envy.

The only son of Liu Qing, the second rank of the Great Han Dynasty, Marquis of Mingyang, a member of the royal family!

Even if he is a prisoner on death row, Liu Ziming still has an unconcealable aura, like a dragon above the nine heavens, unconsciously making ordinary people feel ashamed.

This is what can only be bestowed by family background and birth. Born in the most fertile land of the great man, from the beginning of toddler enlightenment, for the royal family, the royal family has its own laws that have been followed for more than five thousand years, and various backgrounds have accumulated Breeding, even offspring with congenital frailty, is almost impossible to be born.

"It turns out that it's not completely disabled, but it's not forced to the limit. People really can't be measured by common sense." Liu Ziming said lightly, "Zeng Zi said, ten eyes see, ten fingers point, it's so strict. Can withstand it." There are so many stares and spurns, either they are really self-willed to degenerate, or they are people with a firm mind, who endure humiliation, such people are the most terrifying."

Su Qier, is this kind of person?

Around Liu Ziming, a group of young people sneered in their hearts. If they believe that Su Qinian has endured humiliation and has great ambitions, it is better to let them believe that they can harvest a hundred-year-old ginseng by entering the mountain today.

The moment he stepped into the forest, Su Qinian's back slowly straightened, his black hair was scattered, and his eyes were chaotic, showing a bit of fear at this moment.

From the moment he walked by the waterfront, a gaze fell on him, and it was not until he walked into the forest that he finally retracted it.

Liu Ziming!

Liu Qing, the Marquis of Mingyang, the only son of the rare top soul master in the world, has many things about Su Qinian that Su Qinian can't figure out. If some clues are really seen, Su Qinian will not be surprised.

But right now, he doesn't care about so much, and he has only five years to give him. Not to mention reaching the second-rate state, where the dragon and the tiger meet, it is to build the foundation and open the sky, and to breed the true energy of the inner family. It is not as simple as imagined, even Su Qinian didn't have any confidence at all. Will there be any changes when he enters the second-rate realm?

Therefore, in the past five years, he had to use all his strength to become stronger and continue to master powerful force.

Even the Great Han Dynasty, which is located in a radius of thousands of miles, has enough respect for the real martial arts masters. At least Su Qinian has heard that for the Master of Destiny, the Emperor of Han promises to meet the three conditions unconditionally, as long as it does not endanger the country. Sheji is not contrary to the peace and stability of the great world of the human race.

But in the entire Han Dynasty, there can be a few Destiny Grandmasters. Such people can change their destiny, grasp the way of heaven, and prove longevity. There are very few things that they can't do in the whole world.

……

Su Qinian was like a gust of wind, walking through the deep mountains and old forests, the mountains were covered with snow, and at a glance, it was covered with white, and it was undoubtedly a huge difficulty for ordinary probation prisoners.

But Su Qinian didn't care at all. His spiritual power covered a land of ten feet in radius. Wherever he passed, there was nothing that could escape his perception. the amount of medicine collected.

But today is a bit different. Herb collection is only secondary. He let go of his pace and went further into the old forest of Wudang Mountain. He reached the bottleneck of "Turtle and Snake Skill", and it is difficult to complete the fifth level of Kung Fu. Now he is looking for a breakthrough and enlightenment. Keep putting yourself in danger, if you don't die, you will often have a chance to break through and stand up.

"There aren't even monsters in Wudang Mountains. With my fifth level of "Turtle and Snake Art", I can't survive like this. It's better to wait for death, and I will really become Su Qier." (Please recommend Piaobao's new book. The list is really shocking every step of the way, and at the same time, I am asking new book lovers to add to the bookshelf collection.)

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