Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 51 Bright Fingertips, Vigorous King Kong

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Su Qinian closed his eyes.

The mass grave was lit with fire, and he stood among the bones, calm and out of place.

wait to die?

Mr. Hu and others sighed in their hearts, and the quacks finally sat down on the ground. They had never felt that death was so close to them.

hum!

However, in just a split second, Su Qinian suddenly opened his eyes, and two dazzling golden lights shot out at once, like the rising sun at dawn, dispelling the darkness, clear air rising, and stale air sinking.

Lifting an index finger, behind Su Qinian, the air vibrated, and there was a real long hissing sound, and a fiery red horse with a long mane and hooves like bowls descended into the world.

"Sweaty BMW!" The black-robed youth's eyes shook.

After that, everyone saw that the index finger belonging to Su Qinian suddenly turned crystal clear and blood red, it was the condensation of blood all over his body, this finger was carved like a fire jade, and there was a scorching, upright and bright breath flow out.

As soon as this aura appeared, the entire mass grave was shaken. Around Su Qinian, the dozen or so little boys screamed at the same time, making outraged sounds.

"Dali Prefecture, Yunnan Province, Duan's family has one Yang finger, that's wrong!"

The monster clan shouted angrily, but Su Qinian's finger had already landed, and with the movement of Su Qinian's arm, dozens of afterimages appeared between the flicks of his fingers, and dozens of scarlet and crystal blood qi shot like arrows one after another. out.

At this moment, in the eyes of the black-robed youth and even the little monster boy, it seemed that a round of rising sun had jumped out of the horizon, and all the turmoil and turbidity in the dark night had vanished into thin air, and there was nowhere to hide any darkness and gloom, and the sun was shining all over the world. What is more is the great vitality.

"True meaning!"

The little monster boy only had time to spit out two words, more than ten streams of blood seemed to cut through the whole world, directly piercing the little boys one by one, and when they finally landed on the third little boy in the east, there was a loud bang, one by one The real figure flew out, and the entire mass grave collapsed completely. The sky was bright, and it was a bright moon rising. In the eyes of Mr. Hu and others, the cold moonlight was even more angry.

"child!"

At this time, the young couple rushed forward and hugged the little boy in their arms. At this time, the little boy was only breathing weakly, but the original sharp nails returned to their original state, and the original dark lips also disappeared. There was a little more blood, and one didn't need to look at it to know that the demonic aura and spirit possessed by the demon clan were completely dispelled under Su Qinian's fingers.

His complexion was slightly pale, Su Qinian stood still and used this finger, which consumed too much energy, not only his blood energy, but in this way, breaking the body and injuring the enemy, it consumed nearly half of the force with just one finger. The spiritual power of the second level of "Ecstasy Dafa" has also just merged with the golden sun in the divine court, and more than half of it has been consumed.

At this moment, Su Qinian noticed that the golden sun in the courtyard of the ancestral orifice had disappeared, and a kind of enlightenment arose in his heart, and all the key points of the fingering method of "Seeking the Sun" were integrated, and there was a kind of broadness. The power seems to be imprinted in his spirit.

"The monster said, is it true? It is rumored that second-rate martial arts masters in the dragon and tiger realm will start to understand the true meaning of martial arts when they step into the spiritual level. They will learn from nature, follow the will of heaven, and brew their own martial arts. Now I have comprehended the true meaning of martial arts in this "Searching Yang Finger", could it be that..."

"Seeds of true meaning!"

Su Qinian took a deep breath. No matter it is "Tao Jing" or various Buddhist scriptures and Confucian volumes, there are some records. According to rumors, the seeds of true meaning are inherited seeds that belong to second-rate martial arts and can only be condensed by the creator. If there is no true meaning Seeds, martial arts practitioners need to rely on their own comprehension to comprehend the true meaning of them. This is no less than re-walking the path of martial arts creation of the predecessors. It is very difficult, but it is different with the seeds of true meaning. As long as martial arts practitioners can touch the threshold of this martial arts, they can integrate the seeds of true meaning and initially grasp the artistic conception of this martial arts.

At this time, Su Qinian thought of the goose-yellow long dress, a woman who was so beautiful that she was a member of the Duan family in Dali, Yunnan Province, and he suddenly felt that even if it was a chance meeting, according to the principle of reincarnation in Buddhism, the cause and effect are a bit too big .

The seed of true meaning is so rare, even in Qingyang Peak five hundred years ago, in the dilapidated Qingyang Pavilion, there is only one "Green Light Sword Technique" taken away by Jin Suofeng, and there is still a seed of true meaning left.

A true meaning seed can be passed on up to three times.

"The monster clan, was killed?" Mao Jiu, the man, spoke with the joy of remaining alive after a catastrophe.

But soon he realized that something was wrong, because Su Qinian's body was still tense, and he even raised one hand and landed on the handle of the knife behind him.

"Yiyang of the Duan family refers to the number, you are a child of the Duan family!"

In the messy wing in front of him, the vicissitudes of the middle-aged voice sounded again, but now it was full of deep fear.

Ok?

The young men in black robes looked at each other. How could the Duan family from Dali Prefecture, Yunnan Province have children in Shiyan Prefecture?But considering Su Qinian's age, with such martial arts attainments, I am afraid that only the children of the top aristocrats can be so outstanding.

"But it's a pity, you haven't established a foundation yet. If you establish a foundation, you will be considered a third-rate open heaven realm. If you grasp the true meaning of this fingering technique, this demon will turn around and leave. There is no such opportunity now, wait..."

The cold air surged in the wing room, and it was even colder than before. Obviously, the one who was in the wing room now was the true body of the monster race.

The voice of the monster race stopped abruptly, and Su Qinian looked towards the corner with a flick of his mental strength. After a few breaths, the black-robed youth and others also noticed something strange, there were footsteps, accompanied by vague When the voice came, there was a slightly drunken smell.

"Drinking the monk's wine, you can't sleep well! Drinking the monk's wine! Lingshan Buddha does not live long! Drinking the monk's wine, step on the nine-story building! The nine-story building! Don't look back when you reach the other side! Don't look back, the spring and autumn will be fixed under the bodhi tree ..."

Immediately afterwards, a young monk with a white monk's robe, a delicate face, a blush on his face, and bamboo straw sandals appeared staggeringly and walked towards the crowd.

"This is……"

Mao Jiu and the others were stunned. How could they meet some weird young people today? The weirdness of this day far surpassed their adventures in the past ten years.

Master!

Maybe other people can't notice anything, but Su Qinian's mental strength is so sharp, he can tell at a glance that this young monk who is not more than two years older than him is definitely a master of martial arts.

At this moment, he was holding the handle of the knife, and his sharpness was already brewing, but when he looked at the little monk, his eyes were full of flaws, but these flaws gathered together, giving him a great crisis in the dark, If you really make a move, I'm afraid you won't get any good.

Suddenly, Su Qinian's gaze changed, he looked into the wing room, and the cold and evil aura receded like a tide.

"Don't go, come and drink with the monk."

Suddenly, without the slightest sign, the little monk shot, still looking drunk, but as soon as he shot, there was a majestic and solemn aura rising, accompanied by bursts of Sanskrit singing, as if resounding in the depths of everyone's hearts .

The golden Buddha's light is like a brilliant sun, faintly illuminating the Lingshan Mountain in the West Heaven, and in front of the Daleiyin Temple, a vajra glaring, stretched out a big hand, and the cover fell down like a universe in an instant.

"Vajra Palm!"

In the nothingness, the voice of the monster clan sounded, frightened and angry, and even hoarse with fright.

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the ground shook. This time it was not an illusion, but a real force. The wind swept through, and Su Qinian retreated violently. His mental strength was sharp, and he penetrated the dust and smoke, and saw an astonishing scene.

Where the wing room was originally located, there was only a piece of ruins left, and a palm print with a size of seven or eight feet was left on the spot, and a clear, thick palm print could even be seen.

The power of one palm is so majestic!

"Strong Vajra Palm! One hundred and eight Shaolin skills!"

Su Qinian's eyes flashed brightly, this is a Shaolin disciple!

When the dust and smoke cleared, like a young man in black robes, his pupils constricted, his face was full of shock, he didn't see the cold arrogance before, but his eyes were hot, fixed on the young monk who looked calm and extremely casual. (Send it at noon, please recommend tickets for support, new book friends collect, ten steps thanks.)

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