Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 41 Stop Evil and Promote Kindness

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A young Taoist priest with a four-foot-long knife on his back. He has a slender figure, a square face, and a pair of sharp eyes, which seem to be able to see all the evil in the world.

At this glance, it seems that he has seen all the falsehood.

This glance seemed to purify all the evil thoughts in Su Qinian's heart, like two rounds of blazing suns, reaching the sun.

However, Su Qinian is open-minded. He reads clearly, and always feels that his heart is upright, and he is not afraid of ghosts and gods. Now the young Taoist looks at him like this, because he thinks that there may be sneakiness in his heart. How can he lower his head? His spine is straight and his eyes are straight. It is also very bright, just looking at the young Taoist priest like this, without giving in.

After ten breaths.

"It's interesting, come with me."

The young Taoist closed his eyes and nodded, he was a bit dull, he didn't look good at words, he didn't smile much, his expression was very stiff, he turned and left without caring about Su Qinian after he finished speaking.

Su Qinian glanced at Qing Yu, and found that the corners of his mouth were twitching indiscernibly, and he looked quite helpless. Looking in front of him again, he saw a beautiful Taoist nun who looked to be about twenty years old, with a three-foot-seven-inch mouth on her back. Long Jian, this nun is extremely tall, with a graceful back, especially her eyes, like chalcedony that has been bred for thousands of years in autumn water, crystal clear and moist.

As if aware of Qing Yu's contempt, the Taoist nun let out a cold snort, and a gust of cold air swept over ten feet in an instant.

hiss!

Su Qinian was also unfortunately affected, he gasped, as if falling into a cold cellar, half of his body was almost frozen.

groan!

A cyan sword light flashed away, and Su Qinian didn't dare to leave the ancestral orifice court because he sensed a sharp edge. He had no doubt that if his mental power came out of his body, he would be crushed by the sharp edge of the sword immediately. .

The cold came and went quickly, the sword light was fleeting, and when Su Qinian took another look, he quickly raised his feet to catch up with the young Taoist priest's back.

In front of Qingyang Hall.

Qing Yu looked angry, and he glared at the beautiful Taoist nun who was not far away, only a snow-white lining was left on her body, and the Taoist robe outside was in pieces, turning into hundreds of strips of cloth.

He looked in front of the Qingyang Temple again, Jiyuan Daoist had disappeared at some point, and Su Qinian also went away with the young Taoist priest, leaving only a blurred back, facing the beautiful Taoist nun in front of him alone, Qingyu suddenly There was an ominous premonition.

……

Following the steps of the young Taoist priest, Su Qinian walked out of the Qingyang Palace, walked up the mountain road, and walked into the white mist.

Until later, the mountain road was cut off, and the young Taoist climbed to the top along a steep mountain wall. He used his feet to jump without using his hands, but he was very stable. Su Qinian's subtle control made Su Qinian feel inferior.

However, he also tried his best, the first level of "Ecstasy Dafa" was running to the extreme, his mental power was released, and he could move his body freely. Except for occasional use of strength, he barely kept up with the pace of the young Taoist priest.

After a stick of incense.

After passing through the last thin layer of mountain mist, a piece of warm and dazzling blue-golden sunlight fell down, and the two had reached the summit.

That round of blue-golden sun became more and more within reach, and Su Qinian felt a strong vitality of life.

Clang!

There was a sound of a saber, Su Qinian looked at his feet, a four-foot blue iron long saber was stuck on the ground, and it still hummed continuously.

"There is a saying in "Book of Changes": 'A gentleman seeks to curb evil and promote good, and he will rest his life in accordance with the sky'. What I want to pass on to you is "The Sword of Resting Life."

"Life Knife"!

The first-class sword technique of the Qingyang Peak lineage, which was famous all over the world in the past, is unique among the Wudang lines that are respected by the way of swordsmanship. It is rumored that their comprehension has reached the peak, and it is not weaker than ordinary top martial arts.

"Why did you choose me?" Su Qinian raised his head and said.

"It was the knife that chose you, not me." The young Taoist said indifferently, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice was very dry.

Su Qinian was startled, then fell silent, a little confused, but soon relieved, it was already a blessing for him to get the inheritance of "Sword of Death".

In the whole world, there are many sects and families in the martial arts world, and how many people can get the inheritance of first-class martial arts. Even the children of many officials and eunuchs in Chang'an, the capital, can only be qualified to enter the Royal Academy after taking part in the martial arts exam. Martial arts is not immediately available, it needs to go through a lot of examinations and inspections by many bachelors and bachelors in the academy, and after various tests, it can be taught under the door and taught on the basis of merit.

In the next half an hour, the young Taoist priest taught Su Qinian a [-]-word mental method. "Sutra" ranks at the top level, but it is also the best existence among first-class mental methods.

An extensive and profound method of true qi, even without a name, which is one and the same as "Sword of Death", was silently memorized by Su Qinian.

Of course, he is not able to practice this method of true qi right now. He needs to wait until the "Turtle and Snake Art" is completed, the foundation is successfully established, the dantian is opened up, and the inner family's true qi is bred.

After Su Qinian wrote down his mind, the young Taoist began to practice the sword technique. He pulled out the four-foot-long knife behind his back, pointed the slender blade at the sun in the sky, his arms were steady, and his eyes were straight, facing the sun. Some glaring sunlight slashed down firmly and persistently.

His movements were not fast, and he faced the sun like this, one knife after another, until after the thirty-sixth knife, he put the knife back into its sheath, and said: "I only practiced to the thirty-sixth knife, and the "Xiu Ming Knife" is a great success. There are seventy-seven forty-nine knives."

It seemed that he had just recited a scripture, the tone of the young Taoist gradually became smoother, but his expression was still very calm, as if he was born like this.

This is "The Knife of Life"?

Su Qinian's eyes were a bit strange. From the beginning to the end, he saw the young Taoist priest holding up the knife, slashing down with one knife after another. It was obvious that he had already learned the basic knife skills that he had learned in the past.

In the Great Han Dynasty, a few martial arts practitioners did not know a few basic sword moves, and even those who practiced boxing and kicking had to be familiar with the most basic sword-style sword moves. These basic things had to be dabbled in when the foundation was first established. of.

"Every half a month, I'll wait for you here to test your sword skills."

The young Taoist said again, this time he turned directly and went down the peak, regardless of Su Qinian, and disappeared in the thick mountain fog after a few jumps.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, Su Qinian was a little speechless, he saw the young Taoist priest fight Ji Yuan Daoist with his own eyes, that kind of saber technique was more blazing than the sun, even if he didn't use his true energy, he didn't have the slightest confidence to take it.

Examination once every half a month?Su Qinian suddenly felt that the young Taoist was very unreliable.

"The sages say that preaching, teaching, and dispelling doubts, and finally understanding the mind and seeing the nature, and the unity of knowledge and action..."

Su Qinian murmured, then shut up again, complaining was useless, he could only rely on himself.

He pulled up the green iron long knife on the ground and shook his hand, but he was a little surprised. Looking at the blade carefully, there were natural cloud patterns and flowing water patterns intertwined. This seemingly inconspicuous long green iron long knife , It has been folded and forged at least dozens of times, and the blade is heavy, over a hundred catties.

Pull out a hair, gently blow on the blade, and it will be broken.

"Sure enough, this is a hair-cutting blade," Su Qinian breathed in. "The weapons of the world, hair-cutting, traceless, psychic, and soul soldiers, even the most common cutting-hair blades must be well-crafted." Only a master weaponsmith can cast and forge it, and an ordinary weaponsmith may not be able to master the secret of forging even if he spends a lifetime of hard work."

"Above the broken hair, there are Wuhen treasure soldiers, psychic soldiers, and even legendary soul soldiers. Some ancient historical records say that they can transform into human bodies, walk in the rivers and lakes, punish evil and promote good, but I don't know whether it is true or not. I think Most of them are unofficial martial arts history, psychic psychic weapons are rare in the world, and it becomes a myth to transform into a human being."

Holding the green iron long knife in his hand, Su Qinian calmed down, he exercised his mental power, discarded and chased away distracting thoughts, and soon his mind was as still as water.

Recalling the young Taoist's saber technique, expression, gaze, and footwork, Su Qinian looked up. On the top of Qingyang Peak, the green sun was glowing with gold, which was very dazzling. In just a few breaths, halos and phantoms appeared in his eyes.

In an instant, Su Qinian understood that the young Taoist's sword technique was not as simple as imagined. (The second update will be delivered in advance, please recommend tickets for collection, the first update tomorrow will be in the early morning, and Monday will come again, the first Monday of the new year, please recommend tickets for your support.)

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