Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 245

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monastery.

Immeasurable light burst out, stepping on the pitch-black bodhi leaf in the void, retreating tens of feet away in a flash.

The fine vacuum ripples are rippling, but they can't damage every plant and tree in this monastery, or even the entire alley. As soon as the vacuum ripples are approaching, it seems that they have encountered an invisible barrier, making it difficult to advance.

call!

In the boundless light, Su Qinian shot backwards like a shooting star until he smashed several stone lampstands before landing. His complexion was pale, and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, especially from the tiger's mouth holding the knife. Qi, that is Hunyuan Qi and blood, but it emits a faint light, as if the sunlight has been diluted countless times.

Immediately afterwards, in the boundless light, Li Haobai stepped out, holding a blood-colored demon-suppressing gun, and then looked at Su Qinian with unprecedented solemnity. He walked in the moonlight, his pure white gown fluttered lightly, and there was a lingering aura of grandeur whole body.

He looked at Su Qinian and said seriously: "This should be your strongest sword. It is rumored that there are forty-nine swords when the Xiuming Dao reaches its peak, and the descendants of the Xiuming Dao in the past have mastered a lot of techniques. There is a big difference, I don’t know which of the forty-nine knives you have realized.”

"The eighth knife."

Su Qinian stood leaning on a saber, his eyes were clear, his back was straight, like a green bamboo, piercing through every joint, straight to the sky.

The eighth knife!

Li Haobai's eyes lit up, and he looked at Su Qinian with a bit of solemnity. It is rumored that twenty-one swords can kill the soul, and although the young man in front of him has only comprehended the eighth sword, this school is known as a big man The tenth sword technique is really not trivial, Li Haobai sighed in his heart, if he was still in the realm of third-rate mastery, he would have probably lost by now.

He always felt that something was wrong with the tenth floor of the top-level foundation-building skill. The true energy of the inner family in front of him was too powerful and concentrated, and it didn't seem like a serious cultivation base. It was hard to imagine that if he waited until the other A third-rate master, what kind of astonishing situation will this body's internal strength accumulate to reach?

"You lost." Li Haobai said.

On the stone steps in front of the main hall, the messy old man sighed, his eyes showed a bit of sadness, suddenly his whole body was shocked, and he showed a bit of disbelief, and looked at Su Qinian.

"I didn't lose."

Su Qinian shook his head and said, his tone was also very serious, looking at Li Haobai, this Confucian and Taoist preacher's marksmanship is indeed extraordinary, with a single shot, it has a tendency to exceed [-]% of the force, and the momentum of martial arts is ready to come out.

But he was not unprepared, just when Li Haobai frowned, Su Qinian took a step forward.

boom!

A breath of cultivation that was far stronger than before began to rise.

what!

Not far away, Void was stunned for a moment, and he sensed something, with complicated and difficult to understand colors in his eyes.

Li Haobai also saw some falsehoods, and his eyes became extremely piercing. He never expected that this young man would be so courageous. While fighting against him, he would actually dare to use his strength to refine the alien true energy in his body.

injured!

Li Haobai's grip on the Demon Suppressing Spear was relaxed, and the spear leaned on the ground, so he didn't make a move immediately.

Su Qinian saw all this in his eyes, and put away the Zhenlong stake that was about to move under his feet, and the incomparably pure vitality transformed from the refined Jinxing Zhenqi was poured into the life-saving Zhenqi like the Yangtze River at this time , the blazing zhenqi like a sun board was assisted, and immediately rose up like a long dragon, piercing towards the second twelve serious holes.

This vitality is so abundant and majestic, it is as powerful as a broken bamboo, and the second twelve solemn scriptures, which are as thick as a dragon coiling around, are suddenly penetrated.

In an instant, the long dragon transformed by the life-saving qi absorbed part of the vitality, swelled up a bit in an instant, became more majestic and imposing, and rushed towards the third twelve solemn lines.

boom!

Su Qinian took the second step, and the third article of the Twelve Classics was penetrated.

In a short while, Su Qinian's cultivation level increased again, his whole body was glowing, blazing like the sun, surrounded by bright yellow flames, and the area with a radius of several feet turned into a vacuum area, and there were some signs of distortion.

Li Haobai's eyes became more and more dignified, the third rule of the Twelve Mantras runs through, the true qi of this Wudang Qingyang Peak young man's true energy is rising at a speed visible to the naked eye, although it is not as good as him, it is already unswervingly moving looming.

Rumble!

Su Qinian took the third step, and the fourth rule of the Twelve Paths was penetrated. This time he broke through the pass, and the sound of breaking through the pass was like thunder, and even conveyed a deep alley.

what happened!

A group of disciples from the outer courtyard of the Royal Academy looked at each other, and the depths of the alley suddenly became quiet, but what happened to this louder thunderclap? The smallest dragon has inherited the magic-suppressing spear technique. Dragons and tigers gather and step into the second-rate realm. Speaking of it, they are only a short distance away from those young heroes who really made it to the dragon and tiger list. It belongs to the martial art of the Suppressing Demon Spear, and the offensive power of this first-class and superior spear technique will definitely reach a new level, and it may not be much inferior to the second-rate martial arts created by those outstanding people.

Weird!

Some spies from the major official families who were hiding in the dark also keenly caught the strangeness. This is not normal, and if something is abnormal, it must be a demon.

In front of the Royal Academy.

Li Yongqing was a little surprised, his eyes were slightly cold, and he scolded: "Shoot!"

Some people from various forces were stunned, not understanding what this Liangshanchi was talking about.

But at this moment, in the Taoist courtyard, a sound exploded in Li Haobai's ancestral orifice courtyard.

Shot!

The nineteen-year-old young man was holding a demon-suppressing gun, and he was a little hesitant. Then, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and opened them again. There was a look of determination in his eyes, and he shook his head.

A few miles away, in front of the golden nanmu gate, Li Yongqing stood under the moonlight, his gaze slightly lowered.

However, Li Haobai, as one of the eight young dragons in his outer court, has received the true inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism, and he is the seed destined to enter the inner court. Forcibly change Li Haobai's mind, or destroy a seed, even if he ranks thirty-eighth on the Hunyuan list, he will be punished by the inner court.

boom!

There was another thunderclap, and outside the deep alley, some young disciples of the Royal Academy finally came to their senses and had some guesses.

"Could it be that someone is breaking through?"

"Is it the sound that runs through the eight meridians?"

Some people spoke, and it was a little unbelievable. This kind of momentum is really too magnificent. It is impossible for ordinary martial arts practitioners to open up their meridians in a third-rate realm. They fell silent, and at this point, even if they didn't want to admit it, they realized that the young man from Qingyang Peak in Wudang was probably not that simple.

……

In front of the moss-covered hall, the old man pinched his knotted gray beard and widened his eyes. Looking at the scene in front of him, Su Qinian's cultivation was steadily rising. This was an astonishing improvement. He laughed at himself The color fell to the ground, leaving only a pair of skins, his eyesight was not as good as before, and he actually lost his sight.

But then, he frowned again, seeing Li Haobai who closed his eyes and stood still, this Confucian and Taoist disciple from the Royal Academy, the successor of the Suppressing Demon Spear, seemed to be a little different.

Rumble!

And later on, Su Qinian's footsteps became faster, the fifth, sixth, seventh, eighth!

His black hair moved without wind, and the bright yellow flames around his body gradually showed some signs of solidification, and the vacuum he was in began to distort slightly.

Step nine!Article [-]: The Twelve Classics are suddenly understood!

At this time, the refined alien zhenqi was finally exhausted, and in the sea of ​​qi in the Baizhang Dantian, the life-saving zhenqi blazed like a giant dragon, probably more than twice as thick as it was at the beginning.

not enough!

The light in Su Qinian's eyes was blazing, which was an astonishing improvement, but it was not enough to compare with the Confucianism and Taoism preacher in front of him.

Tonight, for him and for this Taoist academy, it is a catastrophe. Only after passing through this catastrophe can we stand on our feet. This person in front of him is not the first, nor will he be the last. "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" tenth level of foundation building, even if he laid a perfect Dao foundation, it is still not enough at this time, far from enough, there has never been a moment when he gave birth to such a strong desire.

The long knife in his hand trembled, and the knife clanged clangingly.

In the courtyard of the ancestral orifice, an inch-long god stood tall, with bright silver eyes bursting with infinite light, and the black as ink Xiuming knife shook in his hand. In the sea of ​​​​qi in his dantian, the Xiuming furnace suddenly turned upside down, and the furnace cover was lifted. Nearly two hundred drops of vitality The liquid fell down, and before it could be absorbed into the lifeless qi, the mouth of the furnace was filled with bright yellow flames. Most of the two hundred drops of vitality liquid evaporated, leaving less than ninety drops, but every drop of vitality liquid was pure and flawless, crystal clear and bright , exuding a strong vitality.

At this moment, when he opened his eyes, Li Haobai raised his eyebrows, thinking that Su Qinian had already passed the barrier, and saw a sudden sharpness in Su Qinian's eyes, which had been stagnant for a few breaths. Ordinary spiritual power is a little different, it seems that an ownerless long knife has a master, and it has a kind of deterrent power.

Boom!

Step ten!

Su Qinian took another step. With this step, the entire ground in front of the main hall of the Taoist monastery was shaken violently. Tens of feet away, the old moss that had not been cleaned up was lifted up for a radius of more than ten feet. The invisible zhenqi field was smashed and scattered, like blue ash.

Article [-] Twelve serious classics, get through!

At this moment, in the sea of ​​dantian qi, the long dragon formed by the life-saving qi almost completely burned up, and the blazing ray of zhenqi radiated like the sun around the bright yellow emptiness. Xiao, hold the last dozens of drops of vitality liquid in his mouth.

hum!

At this time, the pitch-black life-saving knife uttered a soft sound, which was almost blessed to the soul. In Su Qinian's thought, the soaring dragon of true energy transformed. body. (Ask for monthly ticket recommendation tickets, everyone come to the starting point to support genuine subscriptions, there are only a few tens of average subscriptions to premium products.)

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