Pure Yang Wushen
Chapter 527 Xianguang realizes the Tao, reverse the case!
Chapter 527 Xianguang realizes the Tao, reverse the case!
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Inside the light curtain.
Hulun Hai was also stunned. He suddenly realized that his face became extremely ugly. Could it be that this young man had not broken into the forbidden realm before when he fought with him, and did not break into the forbidden realm until later, and took that blow? Amazing five-color knife.
For him, this is hard to accept. He was once a young taboo, and even Tianying, the contemporary national teacher of the Great Yuan Kingdom, the third direct disciple of a generation of Destiny, was crushed by a younger generation like this, even though he already had The power of rebelling against the primordial spirit cannot be the reason for his defeat.
The vision becomes brighter and brighter, the purple air lingers, the seven-colored auspicious clouds hang down, the fairy palace rises and falls, and the galaxy turns.
At this time, as a person of the primordial spirit, who can deny that this is not the good fortune of heaven, and it is exactly the same as the records in many secret scriptures.
Holy Forbidden!
This little Wudang Immortal really stepped into that field just now.
After confirming this, Ling Tong's eyes were gloomy, and Fang Zheng's face also looked a little unnatural. At the beginning, a small person who was not in his eyes had risen at an unprecedented speed in just two years. , and even caused him a lot of trouble, if it takes another year or two, if he doesn't die, most likely he will be in big trouble.
He had no doubt that in order to wash away the grievances of the Su family, that young man would spare no effort to keep an eye on him.
At this time, a hazy sound of Dao sounded in the void, as if an ancient existence was chanting sutras, and the sound came across a long time and space.
"That's... fairy light!"
There was a figure of the primordial spirit, with an unbelievable look in his eyes. Looking at the vision on the top of Su Qinian's head in the light curtain, a thumb-thick, pure white and flawless fairy light in the fairy palace hung down and submerged into Su Qinian. In the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows.
Fairy light!
He is as lonely and arrogant as Hulunhai, and at this moment there is also a strong envy in his eyes. It is the fairy light that is rarely seen in the good fortune of heaven. The fairy light comes to the body. God's help, as if the way of heaven is being deduced, although it seems a bit exaggerated, but there is no doubt that before this fairy light disappears, the understanding of the creator will rise to an unimaginable level.
Hulun Hai showed hesitation, but finally snorted coldly and said: "If the fifth junior brother returns in the future, Zi Zi will personally settle the matter with you."
After finishing speaking, Hulun Hai turned around and walked out of the light curtain without looking back.
Zu Qianshang and Daoist Tianwu also breathed a sigh of relief, the presence of the Immortals could not be tolerated intrusion, otherwise this good fortune would probably be compromised.
Of course, bad artificialization does not need to bear anything, and it will also interfere with the operation of the heavenly way. In the future practice, it will encounter various shackles and it is difficult to break through.
Ling Tong was about to get up, but a slightly old but majestic voice sounded beside him, but it was Doctor Censor Bing Chong who said, "Marquis Ling, do you want to retire early?"
"Master C was joking."
Ling Tong smiled softly, his eyes fell on the light curtain again, and his expression calmed down.
Censor Bingzhong raised his eyebrows slightly, he has been fighting with this person for many years in the court, and he rarely sees this person's city in his life.
Su Qinian is enlightening.
Immortal light came to the body, fell into the ancestral orifice divine court, submerged in the body of the gods, spiritual thoughts gushed out like a spring in an instant, and the second original source of the Dao of the Sword, the mystery that was only one step away from the previous step, suddenly jumped out.
If sharpness is the flesh and blood of the Dao of the Sword, then Zhongzheng is the root of the Dao of the Sword.
The way of the knife is upright, only take it from the straight, don't seek from the curved!
This is the second original mystery that belongs to the origin of the Dao of the Sword, the light and the Dao of the Sword, the two fit together seamlessly, and even with the birth of the second original mystery of the origin of the Dao of the Sword, Su Qinian is also the eighth mystery of the origin of the Light There is a bit of spiritual thought indistinctly.
According to Su Qinian's perception, there should be ten kinds of mysteries in the origin of light, and only when the ten kinds of mysteries are gathered together can they be finally tempered and transformed into principles of Taoism.
Immortals come to the body, only a short scene of ten breaths.
Su Qinian opened his eyes, showing a bit of regret. If there are ten more breaths, he might be able to use this fortune of heaven to help him comprehend the eighth kind of mystery that belongs to light.
Soon, Su Qinian calmed down, because he himself was a little greedy, and he was able to comprehend the second original mystery of the Dao of the Sword, and even the eighth mystery of the light. It can be as short as a few months or as long as a year, and he will definitely be able to comprehend it. What is there for him to be dissatisfied with?
"Damn! This kid has realized something again, and the background is deeper!"
Ling Tong's face remained unchanged, but his voice was as cold as ten thousand years of ice, but the emperor of Han was sitting high on the gilded platform, no matter how murderous he was, he would never be able to show it.
"The victory is divided!"
On the gilded high platform, **** said lightly, and waved his sleeves again, and the light curtain covering the three miles suddenly disappeared into nothingness.
Su Qinian turned around, bowed towards the gilded platform, and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Inside and outside the temple, the characters of the primordial gods were unknown, so Ling Tong frowned, and on the Ming Huanglong chair, the Han emperor said calmly: "Excuse me."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Su Qinian got up, bowed again, and said: "The Qiankun Arsenal was originally edited by the eighth-rank Arsenal, and Su Wangsheng's second son, Su Qinian, has seen the Holy One."
Ok?
Inside and outside the temple, many primordial figures stared at each other, saluting twice before and after, with completely different meanings. The first time was as the master of the Taoist academy and the master of Wudang Qingyang Peak, and the second time was the former arsenal editor. Second son Xiu, outside of a temple, within a temple, this little fairy probably has something to do.
In fact, as a top Yuanshen figure, even in the face of today's sage, he can avoid paying respects, especially for people in the martial arts world, at least he doesn't need to be as grand as Su Qinian at this moment.
On the bright yellow dragon chair.
The contemporary Emperor Han who was sitting upright got up slightly, his eyes fell, and his eyes fell on Su Qinian.
Those were a pair of calm eyes, and their eyes were equally calm, as calm as a vast starry sky, where the stars rotated and existed forever.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
A full ten breaths passed, which was similar to the time limit for the fairy light to fall, but it made Su Qinian feel that it was extremely long, as if ten years had passed.
"What do you have to say?"
The emperor of Han's tone was also calm, as if there was nothing in this world that could shake his mind, he was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, and sitting on the gilded platform at this moment, he seemed to be the only one in this world.
Master Tianwu's heart sank, he suddenly had a bad premonition, Su Qinian had something in his words, and he had a vague guess.
Before he could think too much, Su Qinian's voice sounded again.
"Su Qinian implores the Holy Majesty to retry the case of my Su Mansion, or be deceived by traitors, and those who are guilty should be held accountable!"
Su Qinian exhaled, he stood up straight, his eyes were straight, not forcing others, full of magnificence and light.
what!
At this moment, all directions were shaken, almost everyone inside and outside the temple knew the origin of this little Wudang fairy, but they never thought that he would use this state affairs ceremony to bring up the old matter again, which was clearly to overturn the case!
With a cold snort, Ling Tong stood up slowly, and said in a deep voice, "Su Qinian, you suspect that this Marquis is unfair!"
Su Qinian raised his head to look at the master of the Qiankun Arsenal, his eyes were slightly cold, and he said, "Not bad."
hiss!
Inside and outside the temple, many top primordial spirits gasped in their hearts. This little god was too impulsive, and he was going head-to-head with the master of the arsenal of the universe.
Or, this one has already prepared?
Ling Tong's eyes turned cold, and he stared at Su Qinian. Although he had never released his cultivation, it still made the air in a radius of tens or hundreds of feet thick and almost solidified.
He said coldly: "You have to understand what it will be like to frame an official of the imperial court!"
Su Qinian was unmoved, and responded forcefully: "I know better what will happen if I collude with the magic way and steal the secret code of martial arts in the arsenal."
"That's your father, Su Wangsheng, with ulterior motives and evil intentions!"
"It was you, Ling Tong, who planted the frame and tried to get rid of the crime!"
At this moment, Ling Tong's face finally became more gloomy than ever before. He never thought that this young man would be so unscrupulous. Is it because he is no longer prepared to bear it and is about to tear his skin apart?
However, he believed that he did not have any omissions. The person from Qiqing Valley presumably had already got the news. Even if he was aware of the sect's location before, it must have disappeared by now. reason.
It's just that the only thing that makes it difficult for him to know his identity is that when he survived the nine-fold lightning calamity that day, other than the dead old man, there were other people who shot him, but it didn't seem to be this young man.
At this time, Su Qinian spoke again, and this opening was a bit shocking to the masters of the primordial spirit inside and outside the temple.
"What do you all think that Marquis Ling was doing to inspect the arsenals of various paths before, just to avoid man-made disasters and survive the nine-fold thunder calamity, but do you know where he went? That is Yunnan Road, Han Miao Prefecture, the territory of the Black Miao nationality the Valley of Seven Emotions!"
After Su Qinian finished speaking, the pupils of many primordial figures shrank. There were rumors inside and outside the temple about the news that the Lord of the Qiankun Arsenal failed to cross the catastrophe.
And they believed that since the second son of the Su family, the little Wudang fairy chose to go to heaven today, and even broke through the sacred barrier today, and stepped into it, it probably didn't happen at the right time, but had a plan long ago. With his martial strength against the primordial spirit, his cultivation base is not weak at all, and he probably has the power to break the ban a long time ago, but breaking the ban today has to make people think.
And most of what he said will not be aimless, but if it is true, I am afraid that the entire court will usher in a big shock.
"evidence."
This is the voice on the gilded platform, calm and indifferent, concise and to the point. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket. Starting point genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu! This chapter is a bit difficult to write, thanks to the monthly tickets of Wumeng book friends such as Wood Mango, the next plot will be very exciting.)
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Inside the light curtain.
Hulun Hai was also stunned. He suddenly realized that his face became extremely ugly. Could it be that this young man had not broken into the forbidden realm before when he fought with him, and did not break into the forbidden realm until later, and took that blow? Amazing five-color knife.
For him, this is hard to accept. He was once a young taboo, and even Tianying, the contemporary national teacher of the Great Yuan Kingdom, the third direct disciple of a generation of Destiny, was crushed by a younger generation like this, even though he already had The power of rebelling against the primordial spirit cannot be the reason for his defeat.
The vision becomes brighter and brighter, the purple air lingers, the seven-colored auspicious clouds hang down, the fairy palace rises and falls, and the galaxy turns.
At this time, as a person of the primordial spirit, who can deny that this is not the good fortune of heaven, and it is exactly the same as the records in many secret scriptures.
Holy Forbidden!
This little Wudang Immortal really stepped into that field just now.
After confirming this, Ling Tong's eyes were gloomy, and Fang Zheng's face also looked a little unnatural. At the beginning, a small person who was not in his eyes had risen at an unprecedented speed in just two years. , and even caused him a lot of trouble, if it takes another year or two, if he doesn't die, most likely he will be in big trouble.
He had no doubt that in order to wash away the grievances of the Su family, that young man would spare no effort to keep an eye on him.
At this time, a hazy sound of Dao sounded in the void, as if an ancient existence was chanting sutras, and the sound came across a long time and space.
"That's... fairy light!"
There was a figure of the primordial spirit, with an unbelievable look in his eyes. Looking at the vision on the top of Su Qinian's head in the light curtain, a thumb-thick, pure white and flawless fairy light in the fairy palace hung down and submerged into Su Qinian. In the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows.
Fairy light!
He is as lonely and arrogant as Hulunhai, and at this moment there is also a strong envy in his eyes. It is the fairy light that is rarely seen in the good fortune of heaven. The fairy light comes to the body. God's help, as if the way of heaven is being deduced, although it seems a bit exaggerated, but there is no doubt that before this fairy light disappears, the understanding of the creator will rise to an unimaginable level.
Hulun Hai showed hesitation, but finally snorted coldly and said: "If the fifth junior brother returns in the future, Zi Zi will personally settle the matter with you."
After finishing speaking, Hulun Hai turned around and walked out of the light curtain without looking back.
Zu Qianshang and Daoist Tianwu also breathed a sigh of relief, the presence of the Immortals could not be tolerated intrusion, otherwise this good fortune would probably be compromised.
Of course, bad artificialization does not need to bear anything, and it will also interfere with the operation of the heavenly way. In the future practice, it will encounter various shackles and it is difficult to break through.
Ling Tong was about to get up, but a slightly old but majestic voice sounded beside him, but it was Doctor Censor Bing Chong who said, "Marquis Ling, do you want to retire early?"
"Master C was joking."
Ling Tong smiled softly, his eyes fell on the light curtain again, and his expression calmed down.
Censor Bingzhong raised his eyebrows slightly, he has been fighting with this person for many years in the court, and he rarely sees this person's city in his life.
Su Qinian is enlightening.
Immortal light came to the body, fell into the ancestral orifice divine court, submerged in the body of the gods, spiritual thoughts gushed out like a spring in an instant, and the second original source of the Dao of the Sword, the mystery that was only one step away from the previous step, suddenly jumped out.
If sharpness is the flesh and blood of the Dao of the Sword, then Zhongzheng is the root of the Dao of the Sword.
The way of the knife is upright, only take it from the straight, don't seek from the curved!
This is the second original mystery that belongs to the origin of the Dao of the Sword, the light and the Dao of the Sword, the two fit together seamlessly, and even with the birth of the second original mystery of the origin of the Dao of the Sword, Su Qinian is also the eighth mystery of the origin of the Light There is a bit of spiritual thought indistinctly.
According to Su Qinian's perception, there should be ten kinds of mysteries in the origin of light, and only when the ten kinds of mysteries are gathered together can they be finally tempered and transformed into principles of Taoism.
Immortals come to the body, only a short scene of ten breaths.
Su Qinian opened his eyes, showing a bit of regret. If there are ten more breaths, he might be able to use this fortune of heaven to help him comprehend the eighth kind of mystery that belongs to light.
Soon, Su Qinian calmed down, because he himself was a little greedy, and he was able to comprehend the second original mystery of the Dao of the Sword, and even the eighth mystery of the light. It can be as short as a few months or as long as a year, and he will definitely be able to comprehend it. What is there for him to be dissatisfied with?
"Damn! This kid has realized something again, and the background is deeper!"
Ling Tong's face remained unchanged, but his voice was as cold as ten thousand years of ice, but the emperor of Han was sitting high on the gilded platform, no matter how murderous he was, he would never be able to show it.
"The victory is divided!"
On the gilded high platform, **** said lightly, and waved his sleeves again, and the light curtain covering the three miles suddenly disappeared into nothingness.
Su Qinian turned around, bowed towards the gilded platform, and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
Inside and outside the temple, the characters of the primordial gods were unknown, so Ling Tong frowned, and on the Ming Huanglong chair, the Han emperor said calmly: "Excuse me."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Su Qinian got up, bowed again, and said: "The Qiankun Arsenal was originally edited by the eighth-rank Arsenal, and Su Wangsheng's second son, Su Qinian, has seen the Holy One."
Ok?
Inside and outside the temple, many primordial figures stared at each other, saluting twice before and after, with completely different meanings. The first time was as the master of the Taoist academy and the master of Wudang Qingyang Peak, and the second time was the former arsenal editor. Second son Xiu, outside of a temple, within a temple, this little fairy probably has something to do.
In fact, as a top Yuanshen figure, even in the face of today's sage, he can avoid paying respects, especially for people in the martial arts world, at least he doesn't need to be as grand as Su Qinian at this moment.
On the bright yellow dragon chair.
The contemporary Emperor Han who was sitting upright got up slightly, his eyes fell, and his eyes fell on Su Qinian.
Those were a pair of calm eyes, and their eyes were equally calm, as calm as a vast starry sky, where the stars rotated and existed forever.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
A full ten breaths passed, which was similar to the time limit for the fairy light to fall, but it made Su Qinian feel that it was extremely long, as if ten years had passed.
"What do you have to say?"
The emperor of Han's tone was also calm, as if there was nothing in this world that could shake his mind, he was dressed in a bright yellow dragon robe, and sitting on the gilded platform at this moment, he seemed to be the only one in this world.
Master Tianwu's heart sank, he suddenly had a bad premonition, Su Qinian had something in his words, and he had a vague guess.
Before he could think too much, Su Qinian's voice sounded again.
"Su Qinian implores the Holy Majesty to retry the case of my Su Mansion, or be deceived by traitors, and those who are guilty should be held accountable!"
Su Qinian exhaled, he stood up straight, his eyes were straight, not forcing others, full of magnificence and light.
what!
At this moment, all directions were shaken, almost everyone inside and outside the temple knew the origin of this little Wudang fairy, but they never thought that he would use this state affairs ceremony to bring up the old matter again, which was clearly to overturn the case!
With a cold snort, Ling Tong stood up slowly, and said in a deep voice, "Su Qinian, you suspect that this Marquis is unfair!"
Su Qinian raised his head to look at the master of the Qiankun Arsenal, his eyes were slightly cold, and he said, "Not bad."
hiss!
Inside and outside the temple, many top primordial spirits gasped in their hearts. This little god was too impulsive, and he was going head-to-head with the master of the arsenal of the universe.
Or, this one has already prepared?
Ling Tong's eyes turned cold, and he stared at Su Qinian. Although he had never released his cultivation, it still made the air in a radius of tens or hundreds of feet thick and almost solidified.
He said coldly: "You have to understand what it will be like to frame an official of the imperial court!"
Su Qinian was unmoved, and responded forcefully: "I know better what will happen if I collude with the magic way and steal the secret code of martial arts in the arsenal."
"That's your father, Su Wangsheng, with ulterior motives and evil intentions!"
"It was you, Ling Tong, who planted the frame and tried to get rid of the crime!"
At this moment, Ling Tong's face finally became more gloomy than ever before. He never thought that this young man would be so unscrupulous. Is it because he is no longer prepared to bear it and is about to tear his skin apart?
However, he believed that he did not have any omissions. The person from Qiqing Valley presumably had already got the news. Even if he was aware of the sect's location before, it must have disappeared by now. reason.
It's just that the only thing that makes it difficult for him to know his identity is that when he survived the nine-fold lightning calamity that day, other than the dead old man, there were other people who shot him, but it didn't seem to be this young man.
At this time, Su Qinian spoke again, and this opening was a bit shocking to the masters of the primordial spirit inside and outside the temple.
"What do you all think that Marquis Ling was doing to inspect the arsenals of various paths before, just to avoid man-made disasters and survive the nine-fold thunder calamity, but do you know where he went? That is Yunnan Road, Han Miao Prefecture, the territory of the Black Miao nationality the Valley of Seven Emotions!"
After Su Qinian finished speaking, the pupils of many primordial figures shrank. There were rumors inside and outside the temple about the news that the Lord of the Qiankun Arsenal failed to cross the catastrophe.
And they believed that since the second son of the Su family, the little Wudang fairy chose to go to heaven today, and even broke through the sacred barrier today, and stepped into it, it probably didn't happen at the right time, but had a plan long ago. With his martial strength against the primordial spirit, his cultivation base is not weak at all, and he probably has the power to break the ban a long time ago, but breaking the ban today has to make people think.
And most of what he said will not be aimless, but if it is true, I am afraid that the entire court will usher in a big shock.
"evidence."
This is the voice on the gilded platform, calm and indifferent, concise and to the point. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket. Starting point genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu! This chapter is a bit difficult to write, thanks to the monthly tickets of Wumeng book friends such as Wood Mango, the next plot will be very exciting.)
(End of this chapter)
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