Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 191 Breaking through the mountains, the handyman returns to his heart (two more)

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Qingyuan, the fifth disciple of Shizifeng Jingmu Dharma Protector!

A daoist handyman took a deep breath. This Taoist of Qingyuan, who was worshiped by the first-class Hunyuan realm master, Jingmu Dharma Protector of Lion Peak, was only seventeen years old. Ji, now only twenty-three years old, I heard that there is only one strange meridian and eight meridians that need to be connected, and he will be able to enter the river and enter the realm of third-rate mastery. Looking at the entire Wudang Qing Dynasty generation, hundreds of disciples who entered the room are enough to enter the frontier. Two hundred.

Such masters of the Qing Dynasty, disciples of Lion Peak Dharma protectors who entered the house, are not something they can offend as a handyman Taoist, but thinking of the Taoist voice that keeps falling from the top of Qingyang Peak, and the kindness that has been penetrated for many years, several handyman The Taoists looked at each other with firm expressions.

"Stop comers!"

Ten feet away, Qing Yuan stopped his figure, his eyes were a little cold, and he glanced at a few Taoist servants. The invisible Qi machine oppression belonging to the foundation-building master made the Taoist servants stagnate.

"You dare to stop me."

When Qing Yuan opened his mouth, his eyes were very cold, his tone was like ice, and there was a chill that penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

"Qingyang Peak is closed, and there are no visitors. I hope my brother will take care of you." A Taoist priest gritted his teeth.

Ok?

The sharpness in his eyes flashed, Qing Yuan snorted coldly, the Taoist handyman who opened his mouth suddenly felt as if struck by lightning, he stepped back several feet, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but he was injured by the invisible field of true energy.

"What are you! How dare you call me Senior Brother!"

There was contempt and disdain in Qing Yuan's eyes, which made several Taoist priests grit their teeth. Although they were Taoist priests, they were also of the Jing generation in their early years. Wudang ancestral hall, so after being sent to the handyman's room, this seniority will fade away.

Even so, although most of the young disciples of the Qing generation look down on them, few of them will expose their faults and speak out, not to mention such humiliation. Even if they disdain, at least they are older than they are, or even older than they are, and they can be regarded as elders , even the parents' generation.

When Qing Yuan took another step, the faces of the Taoist priests changed, this person was not kind.

"Stop! I have been ordered to close the mountain, this... my lord, please come back."

Several handyman Taoists stood side by side. When they said the word "adult", they all clenched their fists. The humiliation in their hearts climbed to the peak, but they still held back. They understood that the foundation of Qingyang Peak is too weak now, and they can Suffer a little humiliation, but don't cause trouble for those three people on the peak.

"I was ordered by Senior Brother Qingqian in Zhangfeng to come here to invite Junior Brother Su to come down the mountain. Senior Brother Qingqian wants to drink Taihe tea with Junior Brother Su, sit down and discuss the Tao. Senior Brother Qingqian's order, you dare to obstruct it!"

Qing Yuan frowned, and then shouted violently, these Taoist priests are a little abnormal, but when they first came to Qingyang Peak, they seemed to have returned to their hearts, and he was a little puzzled by such dedication.

"The sixth question is to ask the heart, to ask the mind."

"One leaf knows the wisdom of autumn, there are deficiencies, and there is nothing to be ashamed of!"

Suddenly, Daoyin fell down from the top of Qingyang Peak, and the auspicious air was floating, seeping out from the void, shining brightly.

In an instant, Qing Yuan only felt a shock all over his body. He bathed in auspicious energy, heard the sound of Dao, and the shackles of the last of the eight extraordinary meridians suddenly penetrated.

what!

Qing Yuan was shocked. At this moment, he just wanted to go back to the Lion Peak for retreat immediately. The shackles of the last branch of the eight extraordinary meridians were only broken through. As long as he replenished enough vitality, he was sure to break through within three days. At this point, the dragon enters the river and enters the realm of third-rate mastery.

But in the end, he still stopped this impulse, and at the next moment, his eyes were piercing, and he scolded: "It's up to you, you can't stop me!"

call!

Qing Yuan moved, and he swept out like a gust of wind. As soon as Neijia exhaled his true energy, he sent several handyman Taoists flying, and quickly climbed the mountain, heading towards the peak.

"Not good! Let go of the bamboo!"

The Taoists who were knocked away coughed up blood, and their internal organs were almost displaced by the shock, but they still tried their best to take out a piece of roasted black and yellow bamboo from their arms, crushed it hard, and then threw it towards the sky.

Boom!

The bamboo pieces exploded, and the sound was like a thunderbolt, resounding through the entire Qingyang Peak.

Qingyang Palace.

The fat man got up abruptly, and glared instantly: "Damn it, who dares to break into the mountain!"

call out!

With a movement of his body, he stepped in the direction of the eight trigrams, his fat body was extremely flexible, and after a few jumps, he walked out of the palace gate.

Qingyang Peak.

Su Qinian sat cross-legged, he looked up at the bright moon in the sky, the stars were shining brightly, and his mind was more concentrated than ever.

Ask yourself six questions, in the ancestral orifice divine court, six cracks have already appeared in the spiritual embryo, and the six cracks have formed, and only one gap will cover the entire embryo.

This is an unprecedented understanding. Asking seven questions, every question makes Su Qinian's mind clearer. Every question of the bright mind seems to have been tempered, from raw iron to mature iron, and from wrought iron to wrought iron. It turned into refined iron, and slowly transformed into refined steel.

Establishing one's own body is also to purify the body and mind and beat the soul.

When Qing Yuan climbed the mountain, his gaze was a little weird. The closer he was to the peak, the more auspicious he was, and he had a lot of insights. Brother Zhangfeng, Daoist Qingqian, observed from afar when the foundation was first established, but he didn't have such a vision.

"Could it be that it's not Foundation Establishment!" Qing Yuan paused slightly, hesitated, and murmured, "The tenth floor of "Turtle and Snake Art"?"

impossible!

Soon he shook his head, the tenth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu", this generation of Qing Jingning and the fourth generation of Wudang people, and even the one in the Golden Summit Supreme Harmony Palace, was only based on the ninth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu". Foundation building, the world's top foundation building skill, how many people have been able to complete the ten levels throughout the ages, over five thousand years, there are probably less than half a hundred, even rarer than the recorded masters of destiny in the history of martial arts.

As for how to advance to the tenth level, there is no clear record throughout the ages. Qing Yuan simply does not believe that a young man who has just dabbled in martial arts for more than two years can reach the rare tenth level in this world, and his name will be recorded in the annals of history.

"What's so weird about it, I'll find out when I get to the top of the peak and capture it down."

Qing Yuan let out a deep sigh, and his pace was a little faster. As a master of the Qing generation who was almost a third-rate master, he approached the peak in a short time.

"Stop!"

Someone in front shouted coldly, Qing Yuan raised his head, and saw a fat man standing on the mountain road, cutting off the way forward.

Fatty's eyes were very cold, with chills, he couldn't let anyone pass by today, he fixed his eyes on Qing Yuan, from his figure and footwork, he could vaguely see the shadow of "Wind Lion Walk" of the Lion Peak lineage .

Qing Yuan could see through Fatty's identity at a glance. Without smiling, he said indifferently: "I think this is Junior Brother Qing Ye. Why did Junior Brother block the way? Qing Yuan, the fifth disciple of the Dharma Protector at the Lower Lion Peak, and Qing Qian, the disciple of Fengzhang Peak Senior Brother ordered me to invite Junior Brother Su to come down the mountain, and Senior Brother Qingqian invited Junior Brother Su to taste Taihe tea and sit down and discuss the Tao."

"Do you know that my Qingyang Peak has been closed today!" Qing Ye said coldly, "Sealing the mountain means being cut off from the outside world, not seen or heard, cut off from the world. Didn't the Taoist priests at the foot of the mountain tell you? How dare you trespass on me? Qingyang Peak, believe it or not, I went to the ceremony hall to hand in a message, trespassing on other peaks, I want to report to the Zhenwu Hall of Tianzhu Peak, and I will be severely punished!"

"Oh?" Qing Yuan's eyes became gloomy, and he said, "Brother, I went up the mountain, but I didn't see any handyman Taoist, why, my brother Qing Ye doesn't pay attention to the face of my senior brother in charge of Lion Peak, you alone A little person who has not yet established a foundation is nothing more than an adventure, and the so-called quasi-hand peak disciples are just talking nicely, this is how you talk to senior brothers, do you understand a little bit of respect!"

Qing Ye smiled, the fat man's fat face, the corners of his mouth were slightly pulled, his eyes were cold and stern, and there was even murderous intent circulating, he looked at Qing Yuan, and said word by word: "Go to hell!"

Fatty didn't believe it at all. He didn't come sooner or later, but he came when Qingyang Peak was closed. This attack was clearly aimed at Junior Brother Su, and now he is even stronger to break into Qingyang Peak. This is wolf ambition, which is obvious!

Qing Yuan was stunned.

He was a little astonished, he didn't expect that such words would come out of the fat man's mouth, and soon, when he came back to his senses, there was a cold light in his eyes, with a sharp inner edge, ready to come out.

"You are so brave!"

The fat man sneered: "I am not courageous, but you are. Archway, it’s still too late for you to go down the mountain now, otherwise after today, I, Qingyang Peak, will never die with you. My Wudang prohibits the same family from fighting each other, but if there is any hatred, you can also report to the Zhenwu Hall and sign the certificate of life and death. , life or death!"

"You! Good! Good! Good!"

Qing Yuan laughed angrily, he didn't expect the fat man in front of him to be so sharp-tongued.

"Just because of you, you also want to fight my life and death with me in the Zhenwu Hall. As a senior brother, I will discipline you first, and let you know what it means to bring disaster out of your mouth!"

boom!

In an instant, Qing Yuan made a move. He shook his palm, drew a circle with his right hand, and the edge of his palm rotated in the void. This is "Wudang Mian Palm". When he was born, he became fierce and fierce, which was clearly the essence of ecstasy, and he was initially detached, with a bit of the prestige of the Taoist realm.

The air was shattered, the vacuum manifested, the fat man concentrated, he made a fist seal, and the power of Qi and blood in the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Art" was raised to the extreme. As soon as he made a move, he tried his best.

hum!

The palm-sized five-color melting furnace rotated on the front of the fist, and it was solid. Qing Yuan pressed his palm on the five-color melting furnace, making a loud bang, and the furnace body instantly deformed. Qing Yuan was also hit by the force of the punch, and took half a step back.

"The eighth form of the Turtle Snake Fist! The eighth level of the "Turtle Snake Kung Fu", you have actually completed it!"

Qing Yuan raised his eyebrows, and soon his eyes became more gloomy. This is an adventure, he got the inheritance of Qingyang Peak, an unknown disciple from a poor family who never came from outside the school, and became a blockbuster in one leap, and now he is on the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Art" Consummation, realize the eighth style of Guishenquan, this age is not enough to become a disciple of the Daoist Master of Yimai Peak. Elders do.

His complexion was slightly pale, and the fat man remained silent, so he could only try his best to delay. The other party's cultivation base was too high, and he probably couldn't stop it. (Second update, ask for a monthly ticket, everyone, come to the starting point to subscribe to the genuine version, eat a bun for lunch, and continue to write Chapter 3 in ten steps.)

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