Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 23

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In the deep valley, there is no trace of wind and snow, and the dark fragrance is full of sleeves.

Under the ancient osmanthus tree, the two young Taoist priests, Qing Yu and Qing Ye, were tense, their muscles were tense, their eyes were round with anger, and their pupils were faintly congested with anger.

They came from poor backgrounds, and when it comes to various relationships, they are certainly not as good as the three people in front of them. They are all from the counties and counties around Wudang Mountain, or they are rich, or they are landlords for generations. , even if they are both Wudang disciples, they all have their own groups. Children from poor families like them are almost isolated. Many deacons and guardians in the outer courtyard distribute all kinds of demon-killing and demon-killing arrows. As far as they are concerned, even if there are some leftovers, they are mostly very difficult, almost impossible for the disciples of the outer court to complete, and they are close to death.

Even so, they still have their own persistence and never take the initiative to get close to them. Even in the eyes of Jiang Qingliu and others, these poor children have weird temperaments, are a bit withdrawn, have superficial human relationships, and don't know how to manage them at all.

Clay figurines are three-point fire, not to mention Qingyu and Jiang Qingliu in front of them at this moment, they clearly regard them as meat on the chopping board, which can be distributed at will and determine their ownership, and they are regarded as air at all.

Even if they are isolated or disdainful, they each have their own lives, prosperity and wealth are life, and there is freedom in simple tea and light food, but this kind of contempt and domineering, human feelings are like ice knives and snow swords, deeply penetrated into the depths of the hearts of the two .

"Jiang Qingliu! Zhao Qinghu! Huang Qingli!"

The young Taoist priest Qingyu's eyes were red, he spoke heavily, his eyes were burning, and he swept across the three of them one by one.

"Taking a chance is like killing your parents. If you want something, step over Lao Tzu's corpse!" Fat Taoist Qing Ye also gritted his teeth, his gaze became fierce, and he almost swallowed the three people in front of him. in stomach.

The three of Jiang Qingliu frowned, as if they hadn't expected that Qing Yu and the two would have such a big reaction, but the three of them didn't care. In their opinion, these two humble Taoist priests were one or two years younger than them. The cultivation base of "Snake Art" is only the fifth level of kung fu, and any of the three of them has reached the sixth level, and the bone tempering kung fu has reached the final step.

"Why, why did the two juniors refuse? I waited for the three of you with good intentions."

Zhao Qinghu narrowed his eyes slightly. There were many spots on his face. His eyes were big and his eyebrows were very light. At this moment, there was a trace of coldness on his body. Do you think the three of us are not qualified?"

"That's right, the two juniors should understand that in this life, nine out of ten people will not be happy. You have to know how to advance and retreat, and make clear choices, so that you can live a long life." Huang Qingli interjected, speaking unhurriedly, he was the only one among the three with a The weapon is a four-foot-long broad-bladed long sword, which is carried on the back with a silk-wrapped tendon ribbon.

"Don't be impatient, you two, I think it's because the two juniors were impatient for a while that they got confused."

At this time, Jiang Qingliu interjected with a smile on his face. He had to be said to be very temperamental, slender, handsome, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes. He looked at Qingyu and Qingyu, and said again: "So, two senior brothers, I think the two junior brothers also want to sharpen themselves, and we don't want to force others, some experience is still necessary, how about this, you and I each share [-]%, and the remaining [-]% is handed over to the two junior brothers to take away, which is not bad It's a false trip."

"Yes." Huang Qingli nodded.

Zhao Qinghu pondered for a while, then nodded and said: "That's fine, don't make any changes."

"Hahaha……"

At this point, the fat Taoist priest Qingye smiled angrily, stretched out an index finger to touch Jiang Qingliu and the three of them one by one, and said: "It's shameless to talk about robbery and robbery. I've lived for nineteen years, and I'm still the first The first time I saw it, I really thought that I will wait for it, even if the fish dies and the net is broken, I will not let you get your wish today!"

"Three stalking, dog-like things, also come to pretend to be identities and poses. I'll pretend to be your second uncle!"

Clang!

The long sword was out of its sheath, the blade was three feet and six inches, and Qingyu's sword tip was raised, pointing at Jiang Qingliu and the three of them.

on the cliff.

Su Qinian was a little surprised, he stopped when he was about to turn around and leave, and stood still again, he put away his gaze from the spectators, and carefully looked Qing Yu and the two up and down, his eyes showed a bit of pondering, a bit of caution, and a bit of indifference. Thinking about it, there is still a bit of coldness and scorching heat intertwined.

Under the ancient osmanthus tree.

After a short period of silence, the crackling of bones and joints was heard. This was the three of Jiang Qingliu, their fists clenched under the Taoist robes, the blood on their faces faded, and they became pale, because all the blood rushed to their brains.

The three of them never expected that these two humble Taoist priests who usually looked honest and honest, and even a little honest and ridiculous, would burst out with foul language like shrews swearing at the street, and the words were like knives and swords, as if carved on their faces. A series of deep bloodstains.

On a normal day, the three of them would never take a look at such inconspicuous little people like Qing Yu and the two of them. Even if it wasn't for such a [-]-year-old wild ginseng, the three of them would not be able to remember their looks. .

The Wudang Outer Court is too big, more than a thousand disciples from the Outer Court have even opened up five or six branches in the Wudang Mountains, otherwise there would be so many people living and practicing martial arts, and the Wudang Mountains with the majestic Tianzhu Peak four hundred miles away would not be so Great place to serve.

"Good! Good! Very good! Very good! Very good!"

Jiang Qingliu raised his sword eyebrows, and he looked a little ferocious at this time. His lips were thin, his face turned pale and livid again, his temperament changed, and his voice became muddy, and his breath felt hot.

"You two are so courageous, you two are born like ants, and you dare to talk about me, tell you! Ants will never know the vision of a real dragon, think you are what, the world is established, and the world is also a kind of tempering , born in poverty, why pretend to be aloof! If you want to live alone, you must be prepared to bear such a result!"

Zhao Qinghu scolded coldly: "To put it more bluntly, even if you are asked to kneel down to deliver things today, you still have to kneel! Straightening your waist will break your legs!"

"Your Majesty!"

Huang Qingli's eyes were piercingly cold, he was very indifferent, he stared at Qingyu, and said: "Dare to point a sword at me, it seems that you don't understand the dignity of the elders and the younger, now kneel down, there is still a way to survive, although I am Wudang It is strictly forbidden to kill each other in the same family, but in the handyman's room, you can reserve a place in advance for you!"

Putting out the gesture of the turtle-snake fist, the fat Taoist priest Qing Ye sneered and said: "Three dogs, you still want to pretend to be a wolf with a big tail, wagging your tail and begging for mercy, we can't learn it, kneeling? Kneeling your second uncle!"

call!

The next moment, under the increasingly ashen faces of Jiang Qingliu and the other three, the fat Taoist priest Qingye took the initiative to strike. His fists were like tortoise shells, his muscles and bones cracked, and his whole body suddenly rose a few inches, like a head that had grown for several years. The old tortoise suddenly woke up, with vigorous energy and blood bursting out, opening layers of void, behind him, a fiery red horse raised its hooves, was attracted, and descended into the world.

"How brave!"

Zhao Qinghu raised his eyebrows, took a step across, his hands seemed to be closed, and the fourth form of the turtle snake fist, sitting in the wind and sitting on the water, seemed to be a kind of memory in his hands.

I understand!

On the cliff in the distance, Su Qinian's eyes are bright. Most martial arts comprehensions have four levels of realm. The first level is the first level, which refers to the beginning of the move, and the moves are coherent, and the severity is easy; In the heart, the moves are connected like arms and fingers, and there is no interruption; if the heart comprehends the spirit, it means that the martial arts comprehension has reached a certain level, mastered the essence, and started to figure out the origin of the moves, which can be regarded as a small achievement; the fourth level is to get the essence , each move and one style have both form and spirit, and the principles of the law are revealed, which is the state of great accomplishment.

Usually, when practicing martial arts in the Xiaoyao Valley, you can only see the Taoist priest quietly practicing the turtle snake boxing of the first two levels. Even if Su Qi asked for advice before the year, because he had scruples, he did not ask for advice on the principles of the second level. But now, seeing this young Taoist's boxing technique has a great impact on Su Qinian. His eyes are like lightning, his mental power has been raised to the extreme, and he begins to capture every movement of this Zhao Qinghu, and even the trajectory of every fist front. It was imprinted into his mind, verified with his own body, and he began to check for omissions and fill in the gaps. Before he knew it, the five-style turtle snake boxing he had comprehended began to improve, showing signs of reaching a new world. (Merry Christmas everyone! Please recommend tickets for Christmas gifts, please collect them! Hee hee!)

(End of this chapter)