Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 36 Look at my spine

(I forgot the time with my family on New Year’s Day, Khan, the update time will be basically normal from tomorrow, here, please recommend tickets, please collect, I wish everyone a happy New Year’s Day, happy family, and good health.)

It's been a month!

It has been a whole month since the capital Chang'an was escorted to Wudang Xiaoyao Valley!

For ordinary people, one month may not change anything, but for Su Qinian, the vicissitudes of this month are enough to outweigh the excitement of the fifteen years he lived before.

Happy Valley is boiling!

Most of the probation prisoners have become like ants on a hot pot, and some are at a loss.

It was hard for them to imagine how Su Qier suddenly transformed into one of the [-] peaks of Wudang and the inheritor of Qingyang Peak.

Although Su Qier is still a death row prisoner on probation, she no longer needs to stay in Xiaoyao Valley, even if she still can't build a foundation within five years, she was finally escorted back to Beijing by the court's Ministry of Punishment, and asked to be executed after autumn.From now on, according to the precepts of Wudang, to continue the lineage inheritance, the status of the inheritor is equal to the elder of Yifeng, second only to the master of Zhufeng, the real person of Yiline.

The transformation of a pheasant into a phoenix is ​​not so legendary!

At this time of day, when the news reached Xiaoyao Valley, no one thought about doing morning exercises. After reading the Taoist scriptures handed down from Taoist Jingdu from the Golden Peak of Tianzhu Peak several times in a row, and confirming that they were correct, many prisoners on probation All eyes are red.

Some people gritted their teeth, some sneered, some looked badly, and more stared at the dilapidated thatched cottage in the corner.

Chenshi practiced martial arts, Su Qinian never came out.

He was packing his luggage. There were not many things, but he packed them very carefully. A few pieces of old rice paper and hemp paper were stacked together in the cracks under the table, and he put them in the package.

The ragged robes on his body were replaced, and he put on a clean dark blue cloth robe. These were the few things he brought out from the towering enclosure of Chang'an City. There were three cloth robes in total. His mother Su sewed it stitch by stitch this year. Before yesterday, even if the clothes were ragged, he was not willing to change into them. The thorns and thorns all over the mountain not only scratched the cut cloth.

"If the principles of sages and sages are not supported by strength, they are like duckweeds without roots. Many scholars of my generation lack this point, so they have never been able to achieve anything. The poor have been studying hard for ten years, and they can't stand out for decades."

Su Qinian had the corners of his clothes trimmed, and his loose black hair was carefully washed with ice water. His eyes were bright, not chaotic before.

"Confucianism has written books and set up biographies. It also practiced martial arts, bowed horses, rode and shot, and none of them fell. Therefore, the contention of a hundred schools of thought in the world has only lasted for a short period of ten years. Although many classics have come out, they cannot match the general trend of Confucianism. In the world, only Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism stand side by side."

Taking a deep breath, Su Qinian carried the package on his back, straightened his back, and abandoned everything in the past.

Actions are determined by vision, and reason dominates people's hearts. The joy of getting "Ecstasy Dafa" for the first time is all settled at this time.

True and false, yin and yang are false and true, only force is eternal.

Power casts truth into law!

This is what Su Qinian is thinking now.

……

On the shore of the water.

Taoist Jingdu stood tall, his eyes were indifferent, and there was no slight emotional change on his dark face.

Dozens of people had already surrounded the dilapidated thatched cottage.

All the prisoners on probation have bad eyesight. Many of them have been in this valley for more than two years. Even if they occasionally picked some rare old medicines in the mountains, many of them would not be able to see it due to the luck of Su Qinian. OK.

Leaving Xiaoyao Valley today, from now on, this Su Qier will never see them again.

crackle!crackle!

This is when someone is clenching their fists and their knuckles are making a crisp sound. According to the rules of Happy Valley, as long as no one dies, no one will bother.

"If you leave this Happy Valley, you are also a death row prisoner on probation!"

This is the owner of the ninth thatched hut on the shore of the water. Two young men in coarse cloth and short robes have gloomy faces and sneer at the corners of their mouths.

"If you don't build a foundation for five years, it's a dead end!"

"It's a pity that the inheritance of Qingyang Peak has fallen to a waste like Su Qier."

""Qingyang Sword", "Qianli Yuanheng Step", "Ze Lei Palm", "Xiu Ming Knife", "Qing Guang Slashing Demon Sword", etc. are not top-notch martial arts, if I can get them Inheritance can naturally be carried forward, but, it just falls on this Su Qier..."

Many people gritted their teeth and regretted their wrists, and the cold light in their eyes became brighter. It was like a piece of mouse droppings, ruining a whole plate of delicacies.

"How can I enter Xiaoyao Valley whenever I want, and leave whenever I want!"

This is a muscular young man with a strong body and curvy muscles. He looks very old among the probationary prisoners, and he is almost [-] years old.

The owner of the seventh thatched hut on the bank of Linshui, his father once worshiped the sixth-rank official in the Golden Luan Hall, but unfortunately his mother escaped from the hands of the monsters in the early years, and her vitality was damaged, resulting in a lack of vitality and a weak body. After all, the speed of practice is not as fast as that of other people in the valley. It is because of the favor owed by a big man in the court that year that he was able to probation for more than [-] years. Today's status in the valley is all hard work.

At this moment, only eight of the owners of the nine thatched huts facing the water are gathered here.

"Young Master has already left the valley."

"Chenshi, the young master took a demon-slaying order and went down the mountain."

Some probation prisoners talked to each other with awe in their eyes.

"The seventh level of the "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" of Xiao Hou Ye is approaching completion. This is like Li Qinghe, who wants to obtain the "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" from the eighth to tenth levels, and is unwilling to try to build it with the seventh level of kung fu." Ji, open up the dantian."

"Eight-story foundation building skills, it is rumored that it can almost compete with martial arts masters who have just entered the third-rate open heaven realm. The magnificence of the flesh and blood is no longer the power of a bloody horse, but it is raised by the heavens and pulls chariots for the gods. Pegasus."

Many prisoners on probation showed envy. How could it be so easy to reach the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Technique". They went to the mountains to collect medicine, and they also had contact with some outer court disciples. Of the more than a thousand disciples in the entire outer courtyard, there are not many who can build a foundation with the eighth-level "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu". Competed by various peaks and veins, they are all qualified to inherit the lineage, and they are expected to prove the existence of the top in the coming year.

There is also the final tenth level of "Turtle and Snake Skill", which I have never heard of. It seems that since the establishment of the entire Wudang sect, even the three crazy Taoists in the past, few people have achieved it.

"Looking at the entire world, even the kingdoms of the four directions, the monster kingdoms of the four seas, the ten-level foundation building skills are often just legends. Even if each of them dies halfway, they will all be named martial arts and have their own biography in the history books..."

……

After half a stick of incense.

"What! Are you hiding inside and not daring to come out!"

A young man scolded him coldly, impatiently, he clenched his fist and took two steps forward to punch him.

boom!

The rotten wooden door shook violently, but it was beyond everyone's expectations, and it did not completely collapse under the young man's punch.

Immediately afterwards, the young man was like sifting chaff. With a flick of his body, he flew out and fell three feet away. His muscles and bones seemed to be falling apart. He wanted to struggle to get up, but he couldn't.

what!

Many probation prisoners were startled immediately, and with a creak, the rotten wooden door slowly opened, and a figure appeared behind the door.

An unprecedented Su Qi year!

"Su, Su Qier?" Someone murmured, not believing it at all.

No ragged clothes, no cloudy eyes, no rickety back, and no decadence!

A person, just standing there, is like a mountain that has existed since ancient times, and that undulating mountain range is his spine.

A pair of eyes, like black jade lacquer, like the brightest stars in the winter night, can illuminate people's hearts.

There is also that Xi Qingpao, like the loneliest touch of white between the ups and downs of the master of ink and wash, independent and unruly. (I forgot the time with my family on New Year’s Day, Khan, the update time will be basically normal from tomorrow, here, please recommend tickets, please collect, I wish everyone a happy New Year’s Day, happy family, and good health.)

(End of this chapter)