Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 259 Female Supreme, Dragon Tiger Little Celestial Master

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"Northern Underworld Kun Divine Step"!

Su Qinian was shocked. In today's world, there are a few gait techniques that are known as the world's fastest and unmatched. They also have many magical features that are hard to describe. One of them is called "Northern Mingkun Divine Step".

This is the gait of Vulture Palace, one of the ten great sects of the Great Han Dynasty. It is also known as the "Northern Underworld Kun God Art" and "Northern Underworld Kun God Palm". Ordinary people can get one of them. Rampaging the world, let alone the gathering of the three, it is rumored that they can help each other to see the secret of the top soul.

Misty Peak of Tianshan Mountain, the descendant of Vulture Palace!

The speed was so fast that even Su Qinian didn't react for a while, this one jumped into the Taoist temple like a golden-winged roc.

There was the sound of cicadas chirping, that was the little monk Mingjue, who seemed like a frightened kitten with frightened hair, jumped up, golden cicadas were born under his feet, the golden Buddha light flowed, he took eight steps in a row, and disappeared in place , went tens of feet away.

The girl in the purple skirt was almost like a shadow, and Mingjue the little monk was fast, and her speed was even faster. Not long after, there was a roaring sound in the depths of the monastery, accompanied by the vacuum, covering the land of hundreds of feet.

"The female supreme is vain!"

In the monastery, someone thought of something and couldn't help but speak.

"It's her! The Young Mistress of Vulture Palace!"

The female disciple of the Kunlun School who was sitting next to the little monk before gave a soft cry, unable to hide the shock in her eyes.

If it is said that the three masters of the Vulture Palace’s Beiming are already rare and supreme martial arts in the world, then there is another martial art that only the heirs of the palace masters of the past generations are eligible to inherit, and that is the one that has been deduced and perfected by the Tianming masters of the Vulture Palace and reached its peak. "Only My Supreme Merit".

The masters of the Vulture Palace in the past have all attained enlightenment and grasped their destiny through this "Only My Supreme Kung Fu". It can be said that this "Only My Supreme Kung Fu" is the book of destiny that belongs exclusively to the Vulture Palace.

Different from ordinary top martial arts, or even top martial arts, if you want to cultivate a book of destiny, you don't even rely on inheritance, so you can see the difficulty if you want to cultivate it, but also, once you cultivate it, it will be earth-shattering.

At this moment, in the Taoist monastery, a group of young and strong men looked at each other, thinking of the descendant of the Vulture Palace who was refined by the young lord of the Demon Sect two years ago, who had exhausted his blood and true energy, poured it back from the north, and died. He is the eldest brother of this Young Palace Master.

And a year ago, this young palace master of the Vulture Palace came down the mountain with "Only My Sovereign Merit" that he had just glimpsed, and within a month, he defeated three outstanding young people on the dragon and tiger list, and climbed to the [-]th place on the dragon and tiger list. Then return to Tianshan and retreat again.

Although it is only a glimpse in the world, it is amazing enough. One "Northern Underworld Kun God Step", one from "Only My Supreme Kungfu", the supreme palm, as soon as it appeared in the world, it shocked the world.

This not only heralds the incomparably profound heritage of the Vulture Palace as the great master of the town, but also means that the candidate for the next generation of the Vulture Palace master has been determined, who can inherit the "Only My Supreme Merit". But time is running out, as for grasping destiny, it depends on chance.

For the Destiny Grandmaster, one generation is equivalent to five hundred years in the five generations of the ordinary world, so as long as there is a continuation of the Destiny within five hundred years, it will be passed on endlessly.

For example, in every five generations of the Wuyue Sword Sect, there must be one leader of the Five Sacred Mountains to testify to the Mandate of Heaven. Another example is Wudang.

The female supreme is vain!

Su Qinian showed a thoughtful look, but from the moment of outburst just now, Su Qinian understood that this girl is definitely an unprecedented enemy, maybe he may not be her opponent even if he has all the background before using the future body , but obviously at this time, this girl with the name of the female supreme, all her thoughts are on the little monk Mingjue, and she doesn't seem to care about him as the head of the hospital.

The battle was almost over in an instant.

Not long after, everyone saw Mingjue with a dejected face coming from the depths of the monastery, the little monk had a bitter face, his eyebrows were tangled up, and beside him was the young man from Vulture Palace. The palace lord, the female supreme is vain.

Snapped!

The next moment, the little monk was slapped on the back of the head, his shiny head was slapped loudly, Xu Ruoyi said coldly: "Are you suffering so much?"

"It's not bitter."

The little monk's face immediately changed. On his pretty face like a bitter melon, the smile he squeezed out was uglier than crying.

Snapped!

Another slap, Xu Ruoyi said indifferently: "It's ugly!"

A group of outstanding disciples from various sects and aristocratic families were dumbfounded, and felt that the taste was a little weird.

But no one said much, the little monk was cleaned up, and they felt extremely happy. This is a drunken little monk, not at all in tune. Now it seems that most drunken monks are reluctant to enter because of Shaolin's face. Otherwise, if the abbot of Shaolin sees the [-]th place on the Dragon and Tiger List that reads "Master Hua Mingjue, master from Shaolin", he might spit out a mouthful of old blood and faint.

After a few breaths, the little monk Mingjue sat down cross-legged again, but this time he was far away from the female disciple of the Kunlun School, sitting next to Du Qingsheng of the Emei School. Yi Ze sat cross-legged on the other side of the little monk, and seemed to have no intention of making another move.

The people sitting cross-legged here at this time are all outstanding figures from the younger generation of various sects and aristocratic families, and everyone has clear minds. Sitting cross-legged at this time, this female supreme is acknowledging Su Qinian's identity as the head of the hospital.

So far, the Taoist Academy has welcomed its forty-fourth student, the young master of the Vulture Palace, the seventy-eighth in the dragon and tiger list, and the female supreme Xu Ruoyi!

Su Qinian was still standing in front of the red sandalwood gate and had never been defeated.

Although there were some flukes among them, outstanding disciples from various sects and aristocratic families were not very repulsed. At least Su Qinian had proved his cultivation and strength. Although it was hard for some young strong men to believe it and found it a bit weird, it is undeniable that this young head of the academy probably possessed an extremely terrifying sword that could kill Yuan. God brand.

Marquis Ling's Mansion.

As the lights rose, the gates of the Marquis' Mansion opened, and the old housekeeper in a gray cloth robe went out to greet him in person. It was a fiery red sedan chair, the vermilion curtain was lifted, and a young man in a purple gossip robe came down.

"Please, little celestial master, the master has been waiting for a long time." The old housekeeper bowed slightly, and then stepped forward to lead the way.

No one knows when this little celestial master from Mount Longhu came to Beijing.

After half a stick of incense, the main hall of the Marquis Mansion.

"Junior Yu Juedao, I met Marquis Ling!"

Ling Tong looked at the young man in the purple gossip Taoist robe, his eyes were cold and bright, his face was hard, especially the look of contempt and arrogance between his brows, which made the master of the universe's arsenal slightly startled, but he thought of himself when he was young , and this little celestial master has somewhat similar temperament.

"Nephew, please sit down, and send my regards to the Celestial Master on my behalf."

Facing the master of the Qiankun arsenal in front of him, the important official of the first rank of the great man, even if he is hailed as the little celestial master of Longhushan, Yu Juedao couldn't help putting away a little arrogance and showing a little humility, saying: "The younger generation must bring."

Nodding his head, Ling Tongdao said, "This time, my virtuous nephew came to Beijing, he must have been entrusted by the celestial master."

"That's right," Yu Juedao didn't hide anything, and said directly, "The Celestial Master ordered the younger generation to enter the main Daoist Academy, to bring order out of the chaos, so that the martial arts can be united and assist the current holy emperor to achieve enlightenment."

"The celestial master is indeed the pillar of our great Han society Ji Guoguo," Ling Tong sighed, "It's a pity that there are very few people like celestial masters in the martial arts world. They all want to steal the destiny and pretend to be extraordinary."

After a pause, Ling Tong said: "My nephew will stay in the mansion for a night first, and it will not be too late to go to the Taoist temple tomorrow."

After a moment of hesitation, Yu Juedao nodded and said, "It's all up to Lord Marquis."

"Okay!" Ling Tong showed satisfaction.

After half a cup of tea.

Ling Tong walked out of the main hall alone, and an old housekeeper came to report.

Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows, and the master of the arsenal of the universe suddenly showed some surprise, and said coldly: "Young monk Mingjue Shaolin has a loose temper and can't get things done. "Supreme Kung Fu", the temperament is quite arrogant and stern, and no violation or provocation is allowed, but it has never been able to make it. It seems that it should be the psychic soldier. It is a pity that the benevolence of the woman back then was careless for a while, and it is today. A lot of disturbance."

"Master." The old butler said.

A playful sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, Ling Tongdao: "It's time, before tomorrow's hour, find someone to deliver the things in."

"Yes, sir."

……

The moon was in the middle of the sky, and the fourth day also passed. On this day, there was only one more student in the Taoist Academy, a total of forty-four people.

But with such background, although there are only two youngsters on the Dragon and Tiger List, in terms of masters, they have already surpassed the outer courtyard of the Royal Academy. After all, no matter how strong the eight young dragons are, they have never been on the Dragon and Tiger List. The young dragon may be dormant, but with the drunken monk and the female supreme here, a group of outstanding disciples from various sects and aristocratic families will not be inferior in the slightest.

The only thing that seemed a bit embarrassing was that there was no teacher other than the headmaster. Some people even glanced over in front of the hall carefully, shaking their heads in their hearts with hope, Here, I am afraid that even the drunken monk and the female supreme may not be qualified to receive advice from that one.

The bright moon was sinking in the west, and the sky cast a cloud of haze.

Su Qinian had a feeling in his heart, looked up at the night sky, the stars were dim, there were black clouds floating, and the bright moon loomed.

His eyes began to become dignified, which came from a whim in the dark, and the perception of the spirit body was extremely clear. Su Qinian understood that the next thing might be the real doom for the succession of the head of the hospital.

At the end of the night, the group of young masters sitting cross-legged also felt something. Some of them had received the news, and their gazes became more serious than ever. They clearly knew that there was still one person who hadn't arrived. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket. Starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for ten steps, and the climax begins. You can go to the ordinary book friend group or verify the subscription group to discuss the plot. There is a group number in the introduction.)

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