Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 20 The moss hides the front, the blade shines like snow

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In the deep mountains of Wudang, Su Qinian used his feet to jump between the branches and leaves in the mud. He moved like a galloping horse, like a gust of wind.

Reaching the fifth level of the "Turtle and Snake Technique", even if it has not yet been completed, it has begun to show its majesty, which cannot be underestimated. This is enough to crush the "Horse Shape Boxing" that is popular in ordinary celestial dynasties.

Su Qinian didn't deliberately follow the direction, and chose inaccessible places to go deep. There are mud swamps in many places, even rocky rocks, and some cliffs are steep, tens of feet high enough to kill people.

After half an hour.

At Su Qinian's speed, he went deep into tens of miles very quickly, his whole body was full of energy and blood, and the fifth layer of "Turtle and Snake Art" had already begun to penetrate and temper the [-] bones of the human body, even if it was not yet perfect, with With Su Qinian's current skills, he can run for dozens of miles without any effort at all. Even the blood energy of the monster tiger broth in the morning is absorbed faster and better under such a fast-flowing energy and blood.

Ok?

Suddenly, Su Qinian stopped in his tracks. This is a cliff, not very high, only more than ten feet, and you can see that the fracture is covered with moss, but Su Qinian is mentally sharp, and always feels a little strange, as if There is something special hidden on this cliff.

call!

Stomping on the ground with both feet, Su Qinian stepped on the protruding rocks. After slipping and falling several times, he climbed up the cliff with difficulty.

"It's a pity that I haven't cultivated my inner family's true qi, and I can't practice the kung fu of lightening my body. Some ordinary breathing techniques are not enough to look at in front of such a precipitous cliff."

Su Qinian took a deep breath. If it wasn't for his spiritual power covering his whole body and his meticulous grasp, it would be difficult for other probation prisoners who have successfully completed the fifth level of "Turtle and Snake Skills" to climb this cliff.

Looking down at the thick layer of moss under his feet, Su Qinian thought for a while, then slammed his right foot on the ground and shook it hard.

boom!

In a radius of Zhangxu, a piece of moss was lifted up and torn apart.

hum!

In an instant, Su Qinian's whole body trembled violently, and in the ancestral orifice courtyard, a long humming sound seemed to span a long time, directly transmitted into his heart.

Clang!

Immediately afterwards, there was a snow-white knife light, what is perfection, the ray of knife light that appeared in Su Qinian's ancestral orifice at this moment can be regarded as perfect.

This snow white is not icy cold, but a kind of blazing white, like the divine sun above the nine heavens, bursting out dazzling light and heat the moment it jumped out of the horizon.

It was hard for Su Qinian to imagine what kind of knife it was, as if it was not a knife technique that existed in the mortal world. With the emergence of this ray of knife light, the one-foot-tall golden sun that carried the "Sun-seeking Finger" also suddenly A dazzling light bloomed, echoing it, but only as a foil.

The golden summit of Tianzhu Peak and the Taihe Palace in Dayue.

There was nothing in the ancient hall, only an old futon, and on the futon, an old man with white beard and hair, a thin figure, and a hunched back was sitting cross-legged.

The old man seemed to be meditating, but when he listened carefully, there were slight snoring sounds one after another in the empty hall.

Just when Su Qinian stepped on the moss on the cliff, the snoring stopped abruptly. Then, the old man yawned a long time, and then opened his eyes.

There is nothing strange about a pair of gentle eyes, like an old man who has lived most of his life, the pupils reveal the vicissitudes and accumulated human feelings.

"It's a very familiar voice. Who touched it? It has been silent for so many years. I didn't expect that there would be a day when I heard it again."

The old man seemed to be trapped in a long memory, and it took him a long time to wake up, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Not bad, not bad, neither early nor slow, just right..."

……

on the cliff.

Su Qinian stood quietly for a long time, and just now he came back to his senses, he was a little dazed, and then showed a wry smile.

Because at this moment, in addition to the little golden sun transformed by the "Searching Yang Finger", another illusory sword shadow appeared in the ancestral orifice divine courtyard. The transformed golden sun was solid, as if it were real, and even Su Qinian couldn't see the shape of the knife shadow clearly, only had a hazy perception that this pale white phantom should be a knife.

Su Qinian tried to use spiritual power to contact him, but found that his spiritual power could not penetrate into this illusory light-white saber shadow, which was different from the process of obtaining the "Sun-seeking Finger". In other words, the saber shadow did not seem to be The fact that it really exists makes his spiritual power pass through without any strength at all.

Looking at the feet again, after the moss was broken, it revealed a smooth fracture like a mirror, and even the pores of people could be seen.

Some hesitated, but Su Qinian still made a move, shattering all the moss covering the cliff, and sweeping it off the cliff.

"This is……"

Looking at the whole picture, Su Qinian couldn't help taking a deep breath. The cliff platform he was on, right up to the edge of the cliff, was one piece, and even his eyes felt a little painful when looking at it, just like the cold winter wind. It was colder and sharper.

"What a terrible knife!"

Su Qinian took another deep breath. Although he didn't know how to use weapons, he had learned some basic saber techniques and sword techniques for a few days. He could see that what was left on the cliff edge should be the traces of the blade. , then, this cliff should have been a peak at one time, and the reason why it became a cliff was cut off by someone.

"Could it be that the sharpness flowing in the air is the legendary sharpness."

Su Qinian murmured that swords have sharp edges. He once heard from the martial artist in Chang'an that generally third-rate martial artists who have cultivated internal energy can use their meridians or weapons to display them ranging in length from one inch to a foot. The aura is different, but the sharpness is different, it is only a master of weaponry who understands the true meaning of the weapon, and it can be conceived and conceived. After incorporating this sharpness, like a sword, what is displayed is no longer ordinary. It is not the aura of aura, but the sharp, indestructible sword aura and saber aura.

"In Wudang Mountain, who is so bold as to cut off a peak?"

Looking around at the surrounding terrain, Su Qinian didn't seem to be located at any of the seventy-two peaks, but the beauty of Wudang Zhongtiandi, even such a small mountain, must have been formed for tens of thousands of years. Fa masters, looking for dragons and acupuncture points, such as Wudang, when the first site was selected to establish a sect, there must be an expert who can make the final decision.

The general trend of Fengshui is fluid, not to mention the seventy-two peaks, even any small peak in the mountains, or even an ancient tree over a thousand years old, is also part of the entire Wudang Fengshui luck.

For Wudang, which has been established for thousands of years, it can even be traced back to more than [-] years ago, the era when the monster race first came, which is recorded and explained in many Taoist scriptures of later generations, such as the famous Zhenwu Qi of Wudang. The Cutting Sword Formation was formed by utilizing the general trend of Fengshui in Wudang Mountains, combined with seven psychic swords and seven or forty-nine traceless swords.

With the passage of time, Su Qinian felt that the invisible edge in the wind was getting weaker and weaker, and after half a stick of incense, he could no longer feel the slightest strangeness.

Shaking his head helplessly, Su Qinian felt a deep sense of powerlessness in the face of the mysteries and mysteries of the Wudang Mountains.

After a few breaths, putting away his thoughts, Su Qinian jumped off the cliff and reached the other side.

As soon as his feet landed on the ground, Su Qinian keenly caught the strong smell of fishy smell, and when he turned around again, he saw a hole with a height of one foot, and a big black bear with a height of half a foot at one end. Jumping out, the eyes as big as the copper bell exuded a ferocious and brutal aura.

Su Qinian's hairs stood on end with the wind blowing in his face, unexpectedly startling such a ferocious beast, ligers, tigers and bears, they are all overlords in the deep mountains and old forests, and can even be compared to some of the weakest monsters.

And after a short while, Su Qinian's whole body became full of fighting spirit, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be on fire. This is exactly what he wanted. With his level of skill in building foundation, ordinary deep mountains and old forests are like walking on the ground. Ordinary snakes, insects, beasts and ants are no match for him. Apart from monsters and beasts, there are fewer and fewer people who can bring him pressure.

Woo!

The bear's paw, which was as big as a human's head, fell, and the air was shaken, making a whining sound, and Su Qinian could even see the open bloody mouth and the sticky and disgusting saliva dripping down from a few feet away. (Please recommend votes to keep the new book list, Wuti Vote asks for recommendation votes, please collect! There is a small matter at noon, and it is a little late, everyone forgive me.)

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