Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 225 The Ever-changing Thousand Illusionary Cloud and Mist Sword (Part [-])

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This is a picture scroll that is enough to be imprinted in everyone's mind forever.

On the top of the Foundation Establishment Stele, a little golden glow bloomed, and the other [-] brand marks were all eclipsed.

An invisible thought was transmitted from the Foundation Establishment Monument without any emotional fluctuations. This is the spirituality of the Foundation Establishment Monument.

When Su Qinian thought about it, eight large characters appeared on the top of the foundation building tablet.

Wudang Qingyang Peak Suqi Nian!

For two thousand years, below the dragon and tiger list, the first person to build a foundation!

The number one person does not refer to the level of cultivation in the foundation building area, but the level of attack power in the base building area.

Many people in the Jianghu lamented that if this little Wudang fairy is expected to be on the dragon and tiger list in the future, the brand on the foundation tablet will automatically disappear. Most of the position, no one can shake.

He didn't try to open the sky tablet anymore, Su Qinian understood that maybe he could leave his mark on the tablet now, but after all, his cultivation base is too shallow. In the past two thousand years, there have been many powerful people in the open sky realm, and how many top-level eight-story foundations have been established A master who has completed the nine-level foundation building skills and the nine-level foundation building skills has established the foundation and opened up the world. Although Su Qinian is conceived and established, and his will is firm, he will not be blind.

"Su Shaoxia, this is the token." A Hengshan disciple respectfully handed over a sandalwood token with both hands.

……

At the foot of Mount Heng.

A few kilometers away, disciples from the outer sect of Mount Heng blocked the mountain road.

The four of Su Qinian showed their tokens, and disciples from the outer sect of Hengshan Mountain would lead the way. It was night, when Su Qinian and his party came to the foot of the mountain, there were already hundreds of people sitting cross-legged.

No one spoke, only a few people opened their eyes, took a look at Su Qinian and the others, and then closed their eyes again. They were all young masters from various sects and aristocratic families. They could leave their names on the boundary markers and they all had their own cities.

The four of Su Qinian also found an open space to sit cross-legged, and saw a green grassy open space at the foot of the mountain three to forty feet away, under the moonlight, a man about twenty-three or four years old The young man sat cross-legged, with a sword across his knees.

Senior brother of the Hengshan School!

Su Qinian's gaze was slightly focused, and he could guess the identity of this young man without others pointing him out, because whether it was Qian Tian who cleared Qian with a sword, or the young Shaolin Mingjue monk who had met several times before, the poor scholar Luo Frost has a similar temperament on her body.

Originally, Su Qinian didn't understand it, but now that he was conceived and established the Tao, he could see that it was a kind of belief in his own martial arts, and an invincible heart to stand on the top of his peers.

Clouds and Mist Thousands of Illusions Xiao Han!

The senior brother of the Hengshan lineage of the Five Sacred Sword Sect.

He was dressed in a black robe, which seemed to be one with the night, but his sword was like white mist, frost and snow. He was sitting cross-legged at this moment, and his body seemed to have no breath.

Su Qinian couldn't see through it, and he didn't deliberately use his spirit body to spy on it. He knew that this senior brother of the Hengshan School was gaining momentum, and the next battle would definitely be earth-shattering.

Like Wudang, there are also people here, but they are the Taoist Qingliu who shows Dingfeng's lineage and a group of five people.

Jinggu said nothing, pretending he didn't see it, he sat cross-legged quietly, breathed out, not letting go of every moment of improvement.

In addition to a group of young masters from Jianghu sects and aristocratic families, hundreds of Hengshan disciples stood at the foot of the mountain, as well as many deacons, guardians, and elders. Everyone kept silent and restrained their aura. Obviously, this battle was not only important to Xiao Han. , is equally important to the entire Hengshan Mountain.

Being able to have a young master who is on the Dragon and Tiger List is of great significance to a school, a school and a family. Even as a master of the country, there are rarely more than two people on the Dragon and Tiger List in the past. The world's martial arts, extraordinary skills There are as many as crucian carp crossing the river, there are too many young masters, and there are only eighty-one top spots.

Today's Five Sacred Sword Sect, the only one on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking is a young master from Mount Hua, who is ranked [-]rd on the Dragon and Tiger Ranking.

……

As the time of day approached, nearly a hundred people came to the foot of Mount Heng, but the ones who left marks on the boundary markers were only twenty or thirty people, and each token could carry five people.

The eyes of these latecomers fell on the four of Su Qinian, especially Su Qinian.

The tenth floor of Wudang's "Turtle and Snake Art", this year's only second top-level foundation-building kungfu achiever of the tenth floor, the first in the two-thousand-year attack on the foundation-building monument, has to attract everyone's attention.

But soon, everyone's eyes turned away from Su Qinian, because when the time of day came, a rising sun rushed out of the earth in the east.

The orange sun rose, and a figure came from afar.

This is a young man of about the weak crown age, holding a gold-red iron rod as thick as a bowl in his hand. He is clothed in coarse linen, with two bare arms, and looks full of muscles, as if there are little dragons dormant under the skin.

The young man came to bathe in the rising sun. From a distance, he looked like the son of the sun descending from the great sun. His breath was majestic, and his steps were not fast, but every step he fell was as heavy as a thousand ounces. At the beginning, it was still very light. As it approached, Everyone could only feel that the ground under their feet was shaking faintly, as if a mountain had been crushed.

"Son of Xuanyang Palace, descendant of "Taishang Xuanyang Cudgel", Lu Yu, son of the sun!"

A young master said in a deep voice, Xuanyang Palace is a top sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, with a profound foundation, which can even be traced back to the dark age when the nine demon saints came more than [-] years ago.

The masters of the Xuanyang Palace in the past were all top ten masters on the list of primordial spirits, but no one in the past could peek into the destiny, otherwise there would be more than ten great sects in this world.

Su Qinian opened his eyes and stood up. He caught the voice and knew that this son of the sun had only debuted for more than two years. If it wasn't because he was still young and his background was not deep enough, he would not only be the [-]th on the dragon and tiger list, but the rumors "Taishang Xuanyang Cudgel" is the most powerful Yang, looking at the world, it is enough to rank in the forefront of many top martial arts, and few people of the same generation can hold a stick.

hum!

At this time, at the foot of the mountain, among the green grass dancing in the wind like waves, the senior brother of Hengshan's generation opened his eyes.

In front of his knees, the long sword trembled like clouds, mist, frost and snow. His gaze was like a sword, spanning several miles, and fell on the Son of the Sun who was as straight as a dragon walking like a tiger, with a majestic aura.

Rumble!

A few miles apart, the void between the two produced thunder, and this thunder sounded directly from everyone's minds.

Void Thunder!

Many young masters concentrate their attention, and if they want to enter the Dragon and Tiger Ranking, they must at least set foot in the spiritual realm, and like this, the spiritual power begins to intervene in the present world, and the collision of spiritual power can produce such a real Leiyin.

The spirit controls the physical body, the stronger the spirit, the deeper the grasp of the true energy of the physical body, and the more subtle it is, even if the understanding of martial arts is not refined, with the continuous improvement of the spiritual power, it can gradually go deeper and improve the attack power. Falley, this is an alternative shortcut.

Master the attack power first, and then understand the realm, as long as you don't lose yourself in the power, it can be regarded as a great way.

call!

The next moment, Xiao Han, who was sitting cross-legged in the grass, disappeared.

The eyes of many young masters flashed with brilliance, such as Su Qinian, who immediately activated the divine body, piercing through emptiness and seeing the source.

too fast!

That Xiao Han's figure only had a few flashes, and he crossed several miles. His figure is ethereal, like clouds and fog, and his footwork changes, which is unpredictable.

""A Thousand Illusions of Clouds and Mists"!"

Jinggu opened his mouth and said, this is Hengshan Mountain's world-renowned top-notch lightness kung fu, as soon as it is performed, it is like clouds in the sky and thick fog in the mountains, ethereal and unpredictable, it is difficult to fathom.

call out!call out!call out!

At the same time, Xiao Han came out with his sword. As soon as this brother Hengshan, who is known as Yunwu Qianhuan, made a move, many young masters were shocked. He didn't hold back at all, and used his best cultivation and force as soon as he came up. .

The long swords like clouds, mist, frost and snow disappeared, leaving only one after another of snow-white sword light, hundreds of thousands, one after another, strands of strands, entangled with each other, like clouds and fog, and the direction of each sword is different. The trajectory of a sword is very different.

It's hard to describe what kind of unpredictable sword this is. Thousands of swords strike in an instant. How to resist it? Many young masters who watched the battle looked pale. live.

"Variety Thousand Illusions Cloud and Mist Sword"!

This is the top swordsmanship of Hengshan, which is famous all over the world. In the early years, this swordsmanship was called "Thirteen Styles of Ever-changing and Illusory Clouds and Mists". In the end, the complexity was reduced to simplicity. Originally there were thirteen styles, but after thousands of years, there was only one sword left, which became the "Various Illusionary Cloud and Mist Sword" that once killed the eight demon kings with one sword.

It is said that there is only one sword, but in Xiao Han's hands at this time, it seems that this sword can be infinitely evolved, one sword can be turned into ten swords, ten swords can be turned into a hundred swords, and a hundred swords can be turned into a thousand swords.

In an instant, the air was like a honeycomb, full of dense vacuum sword holes. Every time the sword fell, a strong wind was set off, and the ground was cut by invisible sharp edges, plowing out huge sword marks several feet deep.

Although this sword was enough to shock the world, Su Qinian was unmoved. He was able to grasp that in this sword technique, something seemed to come out of the womb and break the shackles.

boom!

Just the moment after Xiao Han drew his sword, the son of the sun from Xuanyang Palace made a move. The golden-red iron rod with a thick bowl mouth was like a soldering iron, burning a golden-red flame, burning through the vacuum, and an astonishing heat wave Spreading out, even if they are several miles apart, everyone can feel the hot wind blowing against their faces, as if the scorching heat is coming early.

"It's not the ordinary fire element zhenqi, but the supreme yang zhenqi awakened from the "Taishang Xuanyang Sutra" of Xuanyang Palace's suppressing heart method."

Many young masters have scorching eyes. When the true qi of the inner family reaches the gathering of second-rate dragons and tigers, when they awaken, they probably cannot escape the category of the seven original sources. Among them, the two original sources of yin and yang are the rarest, and they also want to awaken these two. The source of true qi is not a first-class inner strength mentality, and it cannot bear such a yin and yang avenue at all. (Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a subscription, ask for a subscription, everyone come to the Qidian Chinese website to support the genuine subscription. I am in a bad mood today, Shibu’s father came to find Shibu, and scolded Shibu, saying that Shibu patronizes writing novels , work, not looking for objects.)

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