Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 192 The Birth of the Gods ([-]rd)

(It’s a bit later. This chapter and the next chapter temporarily changed some ideas, and it took nearly two hours to think about it before it was gradually perfected. Please forgive me, and continue to write Chapter 4 in ten steps.)

Roar!

Moments later, Qing Yuan struck again. He was like a lion, and with one step, he spanned several feet. A fist crushed the air, creating a wind like a lion's roar. Where the fist passed, a path was created Pale Vacuum Fist Road.

"Lion Fist"!

This is one of the three second-rate martial arts belonging to Lion Peak, "Lion King Fist", "Lion King Sword" and "Wind Lion Step".

With the true meaning of boxing rising, it seems that a lion king stands on the cliff. This lion king is not a male lion in an ordinary mountain forest, but a black lion with the blood of a psychic beast.

The black lion's roar pierces the soul and shakes the soul. Even a second-rate dragon and tiger master would not easily provoke an adult black lion.

At this moment, following Qing Yuan's strike, the sound of fist whistles shook Qing Ye's spirits, he did not dare to neglect, "Ze Lei Palm" worked with true intentions, and instantly rose to the peak it could reach at the moment.

Lei Zang Daze, grasping the wind and clouds in his palm, with the completion of the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Kungfu", he realized the eighth form of "Turtle and Snake Fist", and even with the first form of "Ze Lei Palm", the fat man also vaguely understood it by analogy, and as soon as he made a move , it showed a difference from the previous ones, more mysterious changes appeared, and the palm strength was condensed, which improved a lot.

boom!

When the fists and palms intersected, there was a muffled thunder, and the sincerity of the fists and palms clashed with each other. Qing Yuan frowned, the true meaning of "Lion King Fist" was faintly suppressed, and he needed to raise more inner qi to resist it.

After one palm, the fat man's first form of "Ze Lei's Palm" became more and more smooth. He continued to palm, and the peak of his palm was as red as a cloud, as if there was a continuous flow of energy and blood.

In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged dozens of moves, and Qing Yuan became more and more frightened, as if the fat man in front of him had no exhaustion of energy and blood, but he didn't know that when he was about to cut off the way, the fat man had already had a drop of vitality liquid in his mouth. As he continued to strike, strands of vitality liquid were swallowed, nourishing the muscles and bones, turning into qi and blood, replenishing consumption.

And slowly, Qing Yuan also discovered that this Qingyang Peak disciple in front of him mostly just defended and didn't attack, he was not in a hurry, and he didn't have the posture of desperately trying to die before.

Also wandering the rivers and lakes for several years, Qing Yuan quickly guessed something, his eyes changed slightly, then became cold again, and scolded: "You dare to entertain me! You want to delay time!"

not good!

The fat man was startled, but the next moment, a sword light rose, the sharp edge faltered, and it cut the air with a chirp.

It was too blazing, the sword light was like the scorching sun in the sky, filling all the world in front of Qing Ye's eyes in an instant.

Stepping on the "Lei Ze Step", the fat man retreated violently, but he was still half a step slow. With a puff, blood splashed, and the fat man flew out, knocking down a big tree hugged by one person, staggering and struggling to get up .

His right shoulder was stained with blood, and half of his shoulder lost feeling. The fat man looked again, and there was no shadow of Qing Yuan.

Qingyang Palace.

The little girl didn't want to tug at the old man's sleeve, and said timidly: "Grandpa, I'm afraid, is brother Qi Nian going to fight again?"

Although she was young, the little girl still noticed something strange. At this moment, only she, her grandfather, and another little brother were left in Qingyang Palace, and that little brother also had a serious face at this time, and his fists were clenched. Boom.

Sighing, the old man rubbed the little girl's head, and murmured: "This is a catastrophe. This first catastrophe can only be crossed by himself. The water here is deep. The old man underestimated it. I'm afraid it's not that simple..."

……

Qingyang Peak.

Su Qinian sat cross-legged, with auspicious energy hanging down from the top of his head, coming from the void, flowing slowly, and finally covering the entire Qingyang Peak.

Ask seven questions, cleanse the body and mind, and beat the soul. After the six questions, Su Qinian's whole temperament has faintly changed. Originally, his temperament was majestic and frank, but now he has a dusty air, as if he is in harmony with the world. Fit, there is a sign of integration.

call!

At this time, a figure leaped up to the top of the peak, Qing Yuan's eyes fixed, and he saw Su Qinian sitting cross-legged, bathed in auspicious aura.

This is……

Up to now, he has also noticed that something is wrong, and he has an ominous premonition somewhere.

But thinking of Zhangfeng Senior Brother Qingqian Taoist, his mind regained his composure, looked at Su Qinian, and said in a deep voice: "Su Junior Brother, Qingqian Senior Brother invites you to go to Lion Peak to taste tea and discuss Taoism."

Su Qinian didn't say a word, he just looked at the sky full of stars, his whole body was loose, he looked calm and breezy, when the wind blew, his dark blue robe fluttered lightly, as if he was about to transform into a feather and go away at any moment.

Such an aura made Qing Yuan feel more and more uneasy. He had also felt a similar misty aura in Zhangfeng Senior Brother Qingqian Daoren, but compared with Su Qinian at this time, it seemed that there was no one left. The soul is like a soul, the more you remember it, the more dull it becomes, without the essence, like a rootless duckweed.

The most important thing is that at this time, Qing Yuan found that he had a faint idea of ​​not wanting to be persecuted. This Qingyang Peak, in addition to being more auspicious, made him have many insights from time to time, and it seemed to allow him to see his own body and mind. In the depths, the dark place was torn apart, and many evil spirits were found.

Originally, the evil was hidden in the depths of his heart, but now that it was exposed, he suddenly felt ashamed, and the thought of repentance involuntarily grew.

"No, it's you!"

Suddenly, Qing Yuan showed a look of struggle, and he looked at Su Qinian, with a strong look of fear in his eyes.

"The tenth floor! You are not building a foundation, you are breaking through, hitting the tenth floor of "Turtle and Snake Art"!"

At this point, even if he didn't want to believe it anymore, Qing Yuan had to admit that such visions were definitely not derived from the "Turtle and Snake Art" on the ninth floor, even if it was Foundation Establishment.

"The seventh question is to ask your heart, ask your beliefs."

Suddenly, Su Qinian opened his mouth, and his eyes fell. In an instant, Qing Yuan's whole body tightened, and he felt that there was no secret in his body, and was pierced by this gaze.

"Believers, what people say, are not false, are pure and true, worthy of it!"

The seventh question of heart-to-heart fell into Qing Yuan's ears, like a thunderclap, deep in his heart, the evil place was poured with boiling oil, it sneered, and the evil howled, like falling into the underworld.

Pfft!

The next moment, the fat man struggled to climb to the top, his eyes widened, and he saw that Qing Yuan's knees softened and he knelt down on the ground.

"I am ashamed!"

He murmured, not reluctantly, but with the thought of remorse from the bottom of his heart.

In Qing Yuan's eyes, Su Qinian at this moment is shining brightly, like a fiery red sun, blooming with endless light and heat.

Click!

The seventh question of heart-to-heart, in Su Qinian's ancestral orifice court, the last crack of the spiritual embryo was formed, and seven cracks were formed, covering the entire embryo.

boom!

The next moment, a loud noise sounded from the world of Su Qinian's God Court, as if the world had been opened up.

At the same time, in the entire territory of Wudang Mountain, all living beings had a roaring sound in their minds at the same time. If thunder exploded, they seemed to see the vision of the beginning of the world, mustard seeds hidden in the embryo, and finally exploded. Open, the clear air rises, the turbid air sinks, and a stalwart figure is born, standing upright.

Lion Peak, Tianmen Pavilion.

In the quiet room, the Daoist Qing Qian who had been sitting quietly with his sword stood up suddenly. He saw the terrifying divine light, and said in shock: "The tenth floor of "Turtle and Snake Art"!"

call!

The next moment, he left an afterimage on the spot, which slowly dissipated after a few breaths.

……

Qingyang Peak.

Su Qinian sat cross-legged, and his mind sank into the ancestral orifice divine court. At this moment, the originally dark divine court world seemed to be shrouded in a layer of hazy skylight. Pieces of broken fetal membranes were floating, and in the middle of many fetal membranes was a small person about one inch high.

The whole body of this villain is pale silver, a little illusory, but the outline can be seen clearly, Su Qinian has a different kind of feeling, the villain is a boy about sixteen years old, he looks the same as him.

As soon as he thought about it, his whole mind was pulled by a strong force and plunged into the body of the one-inch-tall little man.

hum!

Opening his eyes again, Su Qinian felt that the world in front of him was completely different. In the haze, he seemed to be able to see the layers of space in the void, but it was too illusory, and he could only see a little phantom, which was difficult to distinguish.

And in Niandong, almost half of Qingyang Peak, within a radius of one hundred feet, was reflected by him. At this time, although what he saw was the real world, but in Niandong, everything in the world turned into black and white. , chaos and five colors, it seems that this kind of world is the most original, real and innocent.

Those who establish the way must first establish themselves.

Standing upright, Su Qinian didn't hesitate at all. In a moment of thought, the one-inch-high god stretched out his small hand, and the pale silver fetal membranes scattered all over the courtyard suddenly gathered like a hundred rivers returning to the sea. The palm melted, condensed, and finally turned into a half-inch long light silver knife.

Establish yourself as a god, stand on the road and die!

"Follow the sky and give up your life, curb the evil and promote the good, don't seek self-cultivation, make your family peaceful, don't inherit the best knowledge for the past saints, only seek the emperor's land, and have a clear conscience!"

The one-inch-high god opened his mouth, and on the top of Qingyang Peak, Su Qinian sat cross-legged, his body still, his eyes slightly closed, but as the god in the ancestral orifice courtyard opened his mouth, he swept across the entire Wudang Mountain like a grand bell, Passed into everyone's mind, and even the depths of the soul.

"It sure is him!"

In Wudang Mountain, a figure flickered among the peaks, every step he took, he stepped nearly a hundred feet into the air, with a few flickers, he passed several mountain peaks.

Jin Suofeng.

On the top of the Zijin Guanghua Building, the peak of ninety-nine feet, the real Jin Guang stood with his hands behind his back. He looked into the distance, that mountain peak that was shrouded in endless aura at the moment, his eyes were calm, and there were no waves, and the sound of that standing sound came into his mind at the same time. middle.

"Childish." There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

At the top of Qingyang Peak, at this moment, following the sound of Su Qinian's Li Dao, the auspicious energy in the void is generated like a waterfall and falls down. At the same time, under the eastern night, a smear of sky light appears in the starry sky, as bright as daytime, with purple air come east. (It’s a bit later. This chapter and the next chapter temporarily changed some ideas, and it took nearly two hours to think about it before it was gradually perfected. Please forgive me, and continue to write Chapter 4 in ten steps.)

(End of this chapter)