Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 494 At noon tomorrow, ask for advice on Jinsuo Peak!

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Qing Qian's figure stopped.

Without any warning, it was as if a bit of ink fell on the old rice paper and was branded there.

In addition, Qing Zheng and the other seven disciples from the two peaks were also stuck in place like nails, unable to move or make a sound.

Then, with a wave of Su Qinian's sleeves, the eight of them flew out of Qingyang Stream like shooting stars, landed on the mountain path, and then rolled down the mountainside from the mountainside that stretched for several miles like gourds rolling on the ground.

"you!"

Ning Zhi and Ning Chong were shocked and angry, but just after uttering a word, they were also imprisoned in place, unable to move or speak, but one could feel that the power that imprisoned them was not just spiritual will It's so simple, this young peak master's energy and spirit are united, it's even difficult to distinguish, the three blend, the boundaries are blurred, but the strength is surprisingly great, the two of them have no strength to struggle.

Is it...

A thought came to both of them at the same time, and the ominous premonition rose to the extreme, their eyes widened, and they fixed on Su Qinian.

Not far away, Taoist Yifeng guarded three Shushan disciples including Dongpin. Although the four of them were well-known teachers, they were used as weapons by others.

Now, if he didn't dare to move easily, and he was extremely afraid in his heart, he had a faint feeling that the young man in front of him might have taken amazing steps after being promoted to the first-class Primordial Realm, on the road to the holy ban, until the end.

And although he has received the guidance of his old sword master, "Shenfeng Sword Art" has improved rapidly in recent years, and may have been ranked among the top ten Hunyuan rankings, but at this time he can already be sure that if he is really with this little Wudang fairy In life and death, no matter how exquisite his fencing skills are, he might not be able to escape death.

Thinking about the inheritance of the Xiuming Saber again, although five hundred years ago, the Jiyuan Daoist was tyrannical and unparalleled. The name of goodness is not just words.

But it is also an indisputable fact that Qing Yu broke into the Demon Locking Tower at night. Once the Demon Locking Tower was opened, the quasi-sacred sword would never be stolen. There are many difficulties in this, and even the nine Shushan Sword Emperors today can hardly understand the truth.

As for the Juggernaut, he has been ignoring common affairs for many years, concentrating on comprehending the way of swordsmanship, and demanding that great detachment. Even if the Demon Locking Tower is stolen, he can't attract half of his attention.

call!

Just as Taoist Yifeng was thinking, Su Qinian moved his sleeve robe again, and the two elders, Ning Zhi and Ning Chong, flew into the air and fell to the mountain road outside Qingyang Stream, following in the footsteps of Qing Qian and the eight others.

This scene made Daoist Yifeng twitch, this little Wudang fairy is so domineering.

"Master Su!"

Taoist Yifeng said in a deep voice, he can't help but not speak at this moment, if this little god is really called to make a move, I'm afraid it's him, and he can't protect himself, let alone protect the three outstanding disciples of Shushan behind him.

Su Qinian's eyes fell, and Taoist Yifeng tensed up. After it was his turn, he realized the pressure that Ning Zhi and the two Wudang elders were under, and his heart trembled a little.

Needless to say, the three Shushan disciples behind him felt that their breathing was stagnant and it became very difficult even if there was a Taoist priest protecting them.

At this time, Su Qinian spoke.

"My disciple of Qingyang Peak appeared in the forbidden area of ​​Shu Mountain. Regardless of the reason, I have done it before in Qingyang Peak. Don't make things difficult for me today. Let the four of you go back and tell Zhenlin Sword Emperor. After half a month, Su will go to Shu Mountain in person."

Half a month later, Su Mou went to Shushan for a kiss!

Daoist Yifeng's heart was shocked, this little fairy is so bold, so far, when he looked at the young man in front of him, he forgot all about the age, in the practice of martial arts, the best is the first, there are thousands of principles in the world, it is not age If you grow up, you will be able to know the unity of action. If you are sincere, you can also hear the Tao in the morning and become a saint in the evening.

"As Master Su said, Yifeng must be brought here."

Taoist Yifeng took a deep breath, took one last look at Su Qinian, and turned around.

"Let's go!" He yelled softly, and then led the three Shushan disciples away from the cave.

Seeing the back view of the four people leaving in Shushan, Su Qinian's eyes sank slightly. The Shushan Demon Locking Tower is a forbidden area in Shushan, and it is also a key place to imprison the demon clan. Qing Yu broke into the Demon Locking Tower at night, what did he do?

If it was really because of the sword of eternal hatred, Su Qinian did not believe that the Qingyang lineage is not weaker than others!

Since it wasn't for the sword of eternal hatred, it was intriguing for Qing Yuye to break into the Suoyao tower, and there must be many unknown secrets in it.

Moreover, Su Qinian believed that Shu Mountain might not have spiritual martial arts that could subdue the soul, and now he still sent his elders and disciples to Wudang to ask for the sword, which meant that they also failed to find the whereabouts of the Sword of Everlasting Regret from Qing Yu.

A quasi-sacred sword, a psychic holy weapon, which can only be conceived and born by a master of destiny. All kinds of greatness and wisdom of soldiers are no different from human beings.

In front of the Qingyang Palace, Qing Ye and others looked at Su Qinian's back, with that snow-white long hair, everyone felt at ease. With Su Qinian's return, the entire Qingyang Palace seemed to have a needle that stabilized the sea, despite the strong wind. Waves can't shake a bit.

At this time, Su Qinian took a deep breath, remained silent for a while, and then suddenly raised his head.

hum!

In an instant, in Qingyang Palace, everyone with their weapons blared together, especially the long saber, pointing at the tip of the saber, as if everything was returning to the clan.

This is the sound of a knife, it was not very loud at first, but then suddenly it rose up, as if a huge wave hit the sky, with a chirping sound, a hundred miles of wind and clouds in the sky above Wudang Mountain collapsed, and it was wiped out with one blow.

On the seventy-two peaks of Wudang, all the soldiers shouted together, and all the swords sensed it, giving birth to the meaning of surrender.

what!

Not only Qing Ye and others, the whole Wudang was startled in an instant, countless disciples, deacons, and elders looked sideways, suddenly raised their heads, and looked into the distance. The direction of the sword's sound was sensed by the weapon, and they all pointed to the same place.

The twenty-eighth vein of Wudang, Qingyang Peak!

Tianzhu Peak, in front of the Jinding Taihe Palace.

Taoist Ning stood in front of the palace gate, overlooking the land of Wudang, he heard the sound of knives, he slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them again.

"The Daoist Academy revolutionized the tripod, and I also revolutionized the Wudang tripod. It's up to you to reverse the trend."

Then Taoist Ning turned to look at the Supreme Harmony Palace, his originally peaceful face showed a bit of gnashing of teeth.

In the palace, on the futon, the old Taoist, who looked a little thin, hung his head and snored, and rubbed his nose, itching, as if something was scratching him, and finally couldn't help but sneezed.

He opened his sleepy eyes, looked around suspiciously, and finally landed outside the palace gate, closed his mouth immediately, then closed his eyes, and snored without interval.

Jinsuo Peak, the Zijin Guanghua Building with a height of ninety-nine feet.

The sandalwood in the building bursts out, such a tall rosewood building is not inferior to burning Jingshen incense all the time, and it is even more prosperous.

The old lamp made of pure red gold was lit, the lamp oil was fragrant, and the purple flame was bright, reflecting the entire Zijin Guanghua Building, like an ancient purple starry sky, thousands of red sandalwood and gold stars, like billions of stars dotted in the sea of ​​stars , mysterious and vast.

At this moment, in this sea of ​​stars, a middle-aged Taoist priest in a pale golden Taoist robe is sitting cross-legged. His temple hair hangs down, his eyebrows are very slender, his eyes are slightly closed, and his breath seems to be between existence and non-existence. Inaudible, it seems to be in a Taoist environment, but it has been improved to a higher level.

Immediately, as if sensing something, the middle-aged Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, and for a moment, it seemed that the sky was filled with golden light, like precious jade and glass, faintly turning into two rounds of sky rising into the sky, with the artistic conception of shining in the world and being the only one.

This is the current peak master of Jinsuo Peak, the number one person in Jing's generation.

Before that, he had retreated for many days, and at this moment, the real Jin Guang felt that his accumulation was not much worse. Occasionally, he would have an epiphany, and it might take less than a year, and within half a year, he would be able to survive the second stage of the Yuanshen's thunder calamity and achieve rebirth. territory.

At this moment, he was awakened by the sudden sound of the knife.

Yuanshen's will was released, Jin Guang's eyes penetrated through Zijin Guanghua Building at this moment, fell into the Wudang mountains, and soon locked on Qingyang Peak.

As soon as the Yuanshen's eyes fell, his black hair was full of excitement, and his eyes became as cold as ice. He saw the eight Qingzheng people who had rolled down to the foot of the mountain, covered in dust, with bruised noses and swollen faces, and in a panic.

In addition, there are Elder Ning Zhi from Jin Suo Peak and Elder Ning Chong from Lion Peak.

"Su! Beg! Year!"

He stood up abruptly and exhaled loudly, like a round of golden sun rising into the sky, shaking Wudang mountains.

"Su! Beg! Year!"

Soon, there was a second voice, but it came from Lion Peak, from the mouth of the real Tianshi.

At this time, not far from Qingyang Peak, some Wudang disciples, deacons, guardians, and elders who heard the sound saw a scene that made their eyelids twitch.

Jin Suofeng, the elder master of the two peaks of Lion Peak, six disciples who entered the room, and the two elders of the Ning generation, Ning Zhi and Ning Chong, rolled down from the mountainside like a rolling gourd, disgraced, and finally crashed into a ball, embarrassed Unbearable, like a mortal who has never practiced martial arts.

Needless to say, everyone has also received the news that the Lord of Qingyang Peak, the little fairy, has returned to the mountain.

There is no need for everyone to doubt the scene before them. It must have been done by that one person. Looking at all the peaks and veins of Wudang Mountain, there is only one person who is so unscrupulous. He acts according to his own heart and never compromises .

But in any case, this kind of punishment can be regarded as a humiliation to the ten people at the foot of the mountain in front of them, especially the two elders of the Ning generation. It is conceivable that after today, what face will the ten people have to appear in Wudang Mountain again , under the watchful eyes of everyone, the blow to the heart is no easier than a thousand cuts.

And at the next moment, on Qingyang Peak, the voice belonging to that little fairy resounded, exhaling like a knife, and its sharp edge soared into the sky.

"Tomorrow at noon, Su Mou will ask for advice on Jinsuo Peak!"

(End of this chapter)