Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 39 Dafengkou, Yin and Yang Are Dogs

(I am more satisfied with the ten steps of this chapter in the evening, and I wrote it overtime, but I feel very good, very good. Well, as usual, I am asking for tickets and collections.)

Numerous probation prisoners had various speculations, but the owners of the seven thatched huts in Linshui were miserable.

They are caught in the Tai Chi cycle, in the yin and yang field, and the energy and blood in their bodies cannot be controlled. In addition, they actively stimulated it before, and now they can't stop even if they want to.

The qi and blood fists of the seven people were like building a furnace of blood and qi, putting Su Qinian in it, extracting in various ways, and refining the refined steel thousands of times.

At this moment, the seven people still don't know Su Qinian's thoughts, they are treating them as coolies, using their qi and blood to forcibly penetrate the bones, break through the bone layer, and temper the marrow blood.

Usually, martial arts practitioners build their foundation step by step. The marrow blood is located in the middle marrow sea of ​​the human skeleton. It is very difficult to temper the blood and qi, and there is a barrier of bone layer, so it needs to penetrate bit by bit. Therefore, the practice of this level of kung fu , The consumption of time and months is very long, even almost catching up with the sum of the previous six levels of kung fu.

This kind of hard work was turned into a fiery furnace by Su Qinian with the help of the blood and fists of the seven probation prisoners in Xiaoyao Valley, like a master swordsman of the Celestial Dynasty tempering gold and iron.

Now, Su Qinian's body is almost as transparent as water, with bright red blood, white bones, and several internal organs are shadows.

As if being in a raging fire, Su Qinian is also bold, but he has the spiritual power in his body, and the skill of the first stage "Ecstasy Dafa" is running to the extreme, and the spiritual power is transformed into a thousand strands Thousands of wisps penetrated into the body, forcibly pulled, restraining every bit of blood and energy.

It was only him, if it was someone else, acting indiscriminately like this, the seven strands of blood energy not much weaker than his would enter the body, immediately displacing the five viscera, bursting the meridians, and becoming crippled.

confused!confused!

Slowly, the bones belonging to Su Qinian also gradually became transparent, and the bright red marrow blood could be seen flowing in the marrow sea, not very fast, as if a viscous feeling was produced, gurgling and moving.

There was a fresh fragrance emanating from his mouth, Su Qinian couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva, his mouth was full of sweetness, like fine nectar.

Breeding nectar with marrow blood!

Su Qinian's heart moved, bone marrow makes blood, and refining marrow is equivalent to exchanging blood, exchanging all the impurities of qi and blood, and naturally achieving an unsullied body, and the fragrance of saliva, like nectar, shows that this marrow refining skill has already entered the room, it can be regarded as a small It's done.

At this time, Su Qinian looked at the owners of the seven fists again, all of them were pale, with a huge loss of vitality and blood. If they want to make up for it, they will have to cultivate for several days and cannot go to the mountains to collect herbs.

With a thought in his mind, Su Qinian reversed the strength of the seven fists and counterattacked back.

puff!puff!

The seven people were blown away, and each of them vomited blood. Although they looked more seriously injured, if you look carefully, the faces of the seven people barely recovered a tinge of blood.

"What a subtle power control!"

The two brothers in the ninth thatched hut gritted their teeth. It was a damn hell. They still couldn't believe it. In just one month, how could they make such a complete change in their lives.

The transparent body slowly regained its flesh color. Su Qinian let out a long roar, and the air behind him twisted violently.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

There was the sound of hooves landing, which was very dull and depressing. It was a blood-red horse with a long mane and a hoof as big as a bowl, stepping out of the twisted air.

Its eyes are fierce, but behind Su Qinian, it looks very docile. The horse's hooves rise and fall very lightly and vigorously, and its posture is elegant, but it also shows a sense of strength.

"Sweat and blood, sweat and blood BMW!"

The probation prisoners around were all shocked, they struggled to speak, and retreated involuntarily.

Su Qinian's gaze is not very sharp, nor is it the gentleness that has been precipitated after experiencing the world, but a kind of majestic, bright or magnanimous.

That's right, his eyes are open and frank, scanning everyone, his spine is tall and straight, and his black hair is light. Even though he is wearing a dark blue robe that is not very luxurious, it is far inferior to many probation prisoners wearing silk satin robes, but at this moment, the probation prisoners However, there is a kind of temperament that cannot be ignored, as if the sun illuminates the darkness, making them clearly aware of the dirt in their hearts, where there is nothing to hide, and every detail is visible.

Su Qinian gradually moved away along the path that the crowd made way for.

The owners of the thatched huts in Linshui had complicated eyes looking at the man and the horse struggling to get up.

"The body of the horse is still a bit illusory, but it has already begun to take shape. Maybe it has not yet reached the strength of a thousand catties, but it definitely has the strength of seven or eight hundred catties."

"Could it be that the young master knows something..."

Some probation prisoners muttered softly, and after being ashamed, they could not restrain their envy. In Xiaoyao Valley, they were more eager to build a foundation than anyone in the martial arts. Under the tiger's head, they walked on the edge of life and death every day. Can't calm down.

They understand that, like Su Qinian, they may be able to completely push the seventh level of "Turtle and Snake Art" to perfection within a year, and have the qualifications to try to build a foundation, open up the dantian, and breed the true energy of the inner family.

On the shore of the water.

Taoist Jing Du looked at the young man in front of him, his beard seemed to have been combed, and it was no longer so thick.

Without saying anything, Su Qinian bowed to the Taoist priest.

Waving his hands, Taoist Jingdu turned around and left. After walking a little further, there was a faint voice, which seemed to be a poem, but it was not flat, more like a song.

"There is a big wind in the road ahead, yin and yang are dogs, nine layers of loess, life and death will never turn back..."

……

"Nine layers of loess, life and death will not turn back, nine layers of loess, life and death will not turn back..."

Walking in the deep mountains and old forests, Su Qi chanted as a young man, the quiet Taoist's singing was full of tragedy, and there was a kind of great pride, which made Su Qinian even more unable to see through the delicate thoughts of this seemingly rude Taoist. Often confusing.

Qingyang Peak.

Coming down the mountain again, Su Qinian walked the serious mountain path. The mountain path was winding, and some smooth stone surfaces and broken branches could be seen. Obviously, someone took the first step and simply cleaned it up.

In Qingyangjian, there are traces of knives and axes on the stone road going down the stream. Simple stone steps have been dug out, and the moss has been removed. Compared with before, it is much more stable.

Some gravel and weeds were piled up outside the palace gate. Su Qinian stood in front of Qingyang Palace and looked up at the handwritten plaque carved by the first master of Qingyang Palace. He also wiped it with clean water. Although it was full of cracks, the words Qingyang Palace had disappeared. clear and distinct.

"Excellent calligraphy! Such a heavy gold and stone atmosphere!"

Seeing these three characters clearly, Su Qinian couldn't help admiring. He is also a scholar. He is dedicated to the principles of sages and sages. He wrote and practiced calligraphy since he was a child. Now he has read a lot of poetry and books for fifteen years. The meaning is quite different, but compared with the three characters of Qingyang Palace, it is nothing, and the spirit is not at the same level at all.

"The lord of a peak, the person who proves the Dao Yuanshen, the truth in the world, the grasp of the operation of the Dao of Heaven is another level. I am afraid that all such characters are learned scholars. Reason suppresses power, and power upholds morality. It is impossible to appear in the previous life." Some heroes who are illiterate in the biographies of knights can only be called martial arts."

Su Qinian sighed, and even from the ups and downs of the three characters on the plaque, he caught the traces of hidden sharpness. It is obvious that this first-generation peak master has profound martial arts and left his own sharpness between the lines. , Even if separated by thousands of years, it has not been completely obliterated by time.

Entering the Qingyang Palace, Su Qinian couldn't help laughing, because the fat man Qingye had a big white cloth scarf on his head, a long-handled broom in his hand, his Taoist robe was taken off and wrapped around his waist, revealing the snow-white inner lining, as the weeds and sand were cleared, He was covered in dust, his brow was sweaty, and he was cursing.

"Gouri's handyman's room, his mother's Jinghe old miscellaneous hair! Quiet his grandma's river! Soak the river! Soak the pig cage!"

Not far away, Qingyu wiped off his sweat helplessly, shook his head towards Su Qinian who came in, smiled wryly, and said, "It seems that it is not as simple as imagined."

Taking over a broom, Su Qinian also joined in.

Stepping on a few weeds that slipped through the net, Su Qinian lowered his head and said, "It's the handyman who refuses to send anyone."

Flicking off a piece of soil on the Taoist robe, Qing Yu said in a deep voice: "Each peak has its own property and income. If you want to employ people in the handyman's house, you have to collect money and spend money, or I, Qingyang Peak, open the handyman's house by myself. Summon the disciples from the outer courtyard who have passed the number of years to settle in and wait for orders." (The ten steps of this chapter in the evening are more satisfactory, and I wrote overtime, but I feel very good, very good. Well, as usual, please ask for tickets, please collect.)

(End of this chapter)