Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 30 Primordial spirit appears, Qingyang is in the sky

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The mountain wall is steep and almost straight, even the faint mountain road has been covered with black moss over the past five hundred years.

On the fifty-foot steep slope, it took Qing Yu and the two of them less than half an hour to get down to the bottom. At this time, the two of them looked at Su Qinian even more strangely, even a little ashamed.

"Su Metamorphosis, how did you practice? This vision and strength seem to have been accumulated for more than ten years."

Fatty Qingye couldn't help yelling, he felt extremely unbalanced, this kid has only been in Wudang for a few days, not only has he reached the fifth level of "Turtle and Snake Kungfu", but also his grasp of strength between shots and his sharp eyesight are fundamentally unbalanced. It doesn't seem like the foundation is a little unstable, and even the foundation is deep, surpassing the two disciples who have been in Wudang Outer Court for nearly four years.

Of course, they didn't know that Su Qinian possessed "Ecstasy Dafa", which is a rare spiritual martial art in martial arts. His control is naturally far more than that of ordinary warriors who have not yet established a foundation.

But when he heard the fat man's words, Su Qinian could only roll his eyes at him, "Ecstasy Dafa" is extraordinary, he also groped and practiced it by himself, even after the fifteenth stage, the exercises are not complete, I don't know if there are major flaws Otherwise, Su Qinian would not mind passing it on to the two of them.

Qingyangjian is not small, it can have a radius of two or three hundred feet, but at this time, there are overgrown grasses, and there is still the vitality of the old clear springs and yams.

There are a few old Taoist temples, and among the glazed jade tiles, you can see the grand scene of the past, but at this time there are only broken walls.

"This is the Qingyang Palace of the past. In the past, "Qianli Yuanhengbu" was the best in Wudang, and it was even higher than "Tiyun Zong" by the first generation of three crazy patriarchs. It can be long or short, but I didn't expect that it was robbed five hundred years ago, and the inheritance was cut off." Qing Yu sighed.

At this time, the three of Su Qinian were standing in front of a dilapidated palace gate, watching the grass grow under their feet, and even the plaque written by the first master of Qingyang Peak had dense cracks, which could only be seen faintly. The word Qingyang.

"Rise and fall are irreversible, the cycle of heaven, no one can escape, but it is difficult for me and other mortals to see through." Su Qinian realized something.

"But now is our chance," Fatty Qingye was a little excited, "Obtaining the inheritance of Qingyang Peak is like a spring in a dead tree. The previous reincarnation is over, and we are the pioneers of the next reincarnation."

Enter the palace.

Su Qinian saw some stone lamps, the lamp oil inside had already dried up, and the green bricks on the ground were still intact, but they were covered with weeds several feet high.

"At the peak of Qingyang Palace, apart from the main hall and Qingyang Pavilion, there were one hundred and thirty-six houses, and there were nearly a hundred disciples under the sect. There were many second-rate dragons and tigers, and even first-rate figures, who were on the list of dragons and tigers."

Qingyu told some allusions, which are all from the Wudang Historical Records in the Sutra Library of the Outer Court. Each of the seventy-two peaks has had its own glory, such as the Qingyang Peak, which is the best among them. In the previous battle, the current Qingyang Peak will most likely be even more prosperous.

The three of them walked past the main hall and Qingyang Pavilion of Qingyang Palace. Except for some dilapidated tables and tables, even the Taoist body of Emperor Zhenwu enshrined in the main hall disappeared.

"Qingyang Peak fell, and it was divided up by the peaks five hundred years ago, and some second- and third-rate martial arts cheats that remained in the Qingyang Pavilion were also taken away by the peaks," the fat man sneered, "just like Jin Suofeng's "Golden Light "Sword", five hundred years ago, it should be called "Qingguang Sword Art", it is a second-rate sword art that was not much left in the Qingyang Pavilion back then, and even the seeds of true meaning have been preserved intact, who knows that five hundred years ago is a human being No, people leave tea cold, and even the authentic martial arts have been tampered with."

Su Qinian was silent when he heard the words. As time goes by, people are warm and cold. Even an orthodox Taoist like Wudang is not immune to the vulgarity. People who practice martial arts naturally have a competitive heart. There is right and wrong in this. , I don't know how Zhufeng will react.

After bypassing the main hall of Qingyang Palace and arriving at Qingyang Palace, Su Qinian and the others saw a dry spring.

There can be a spring pool as large as three feet, but only a deep bottom of the pool is covered with a layer of dry and cracked pebbles.

"The Qingyang Spring, which was famous all over the world and used to refine weapons, has also been dried up, and the top ten ancient springs have been cut off."

Qing Yu took a deep breath, then reached into his bosom, and took out a bronze handle the size of a baby's fist. This bronze handle was carved with a sheep, with thick and curly horns, sharp horns piercing the sky, and it was half the body of a sheep. Damn, the whole body of this bronze sheep is covered with dark green patina, which is obviously worn away over a long period of time.

"The entrance to Yuanshen World is here." Su Qinian said with a stern look.

Nodding solemnly, Qing Yu said: "I got this Qingyang order in Wudang Mountain by chance, otherwise, even if the entrance to the Primordial Spirit World is here, we would not be able to open it."

The next moment, without hesitation, Qing Yu threw the bronze sheep handle in his hand and fell into the dry Qingyang Spring.

Ding!

There was a soft sound, but it seemed to reverberate in the long time, and then, Su Qinian saw a little blue-gold light emerge from the pool, and it rippled like flowing water in an instant, it seemed slow, but Su Qinian didn't even have time With the slightest movement, it passed under his feet.

The azure-gold divine light flourished, covering all sight. Even Su Qinian's spiritual power released from his body was forced back by an invisible force, and he shrank back into the ancestral orifice courtyard, unable to move.

When the three regained their sight again, everything in front of them was different.

"This is, Yuanshen World!"

Even with Su Qinian's disposition of reading and understanding, not to mention that Mount Tai is overwhelmed and his face does not change, he will not be easily shaken, but right now, he is even slightly stagnant for breathing.

Because although the former Qingyang Palace is still in front of you, everything has changed greatly, just like in front of you, where there is still a dry spring pool, there is only a clear spring bubbling, as blue as jade, and there is even a layer of faint water floating on the spring water. White chill.

"Qingyang Spring, recovered?"

Fatty Qingye blinked, and couldn't help but pinch himself, grinning his teeth in pain, but then he smiled happily: "It's really a treasure, even this Qingyang Spring is also a priceless treasure, so many soldiers in the world are flocking to it, Spiritual soldiers at the psychic level cannot be tempered successfully without the spring water from the top ten ancient springs, and the Broken Scar treasure soldier, who can temper his body with a mouthful of ancient spring water, will probably be able to go to the next level."

Turning around and looking again, there are no more broken walls, glazed tiles, green bricks and green walls, and it is another magnificent Qingyang Palace.

"That is……"

Su Qinian raised his head and was a little stunned. He saw a blue-golden sun, which was not very high from the ground, about two or three thousand feet away, emitting a warm radiance like spring.

At this moment, the entire Qingyang Palace was shrouded in blue-gold sunlight. Looking outside the Qingyang Palace, it was covered with white mist, and it was impossible to see where it came from.

"Go, go."

The three of them looked at each other, and walked towards the main hall of Qingyang Palace. There were tens of hundreds of steps before they heard the sound of shouts and even the sound of weapons piercing through the air.

Turning around the corner of Qingyang Pavilion, the three of Su Qinian couldn't help stopping their steps. At this moment, there were tens of hundreds of people performing martial arts in the martial arts arena in Qingyang Palace.

There are sword practitioners, the blue light is shining, like electricity passing through the air, leaving dozens of hundreds of blue sword shadows behind.

""Blue Light Sword Art"!" Qing Yu murmured, he was just dabbling in swordsmanship, and he was fascinated by it.

There are also people practicing palm technique, every move and every move will stir up the rolling thunder sound, the palm is restrained, as if there is a pond of thunder, when the force of the palm is released, it will shatter a piece of air, the vacuum will collapse, and the looming thunder will flicker.

"Could it be, "Zareth Palm"!"

The fat man's eyes are about to pop out. The legendary palm technique of Qingyang Peak is as strong as the sun, and the thunder is dormant in the big lake. First-class martial arts are rarely available, and there are even records in the historical records that the first peak master of Qingyang Peak turned thunder into the palm of his hand. Palm, retreat with the whole body. (Please recommend tickets, please collect, [-] tickets are valid until Friday, and when one day reaches Saturday, there will be three changes. The ten steps in these few days are also just brewing the plot, and an important node is coming.)

(End of this chapter)