Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 539 Meet the old friends, come back to Moyun!

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[-]% sure!

Master Jin Guang frowned, and in the black robe, the Six Heavens Demon Emperor sneered, "Don't Master Jin Guang think that being [-]% sure is too naive? That is a Quasi-Sage of Destiny!"

After pondering for a long time, after all, for the real Jin Guang, this may be the beginning of changing fate, or it may be the first step towards the abyss.

Become a saint in one step, become a ghost in one step, and even leave a bad reputation for thousands of years.

The Six Heavens Demon Emperor in a black robe did not urge him, but stood quietly on the edge of the lonely cliff, like a devil hiding in the darkness, seducing all beings to fall.

It wasn't until a stick of incense passed that Jin Guangzheng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "I hope Senior Liutian will keep his word."

"This emperor can swear to the supreme demon god that if there are false words, the Tao will destroy the demon."

Daoist Jin Guang's complexion eased a little. For the demons, especially the demons, this is almost equivalent to a layer of restraint. If you violate the oath, it is absolutely impossible to achieve the position of the demon saint.

"The junior will wait for the good news."

The real Jin Guang looked at the Six Heavens Demon Emperor, and turned around in the black robe. Although he couldn't see his face, the real Jin Guang could feel a deep gaze. The two looked at each other and laughed loudly at the same time.

"Then, there will be a good show..."

Wudang, on Qingyang Peak.

In the next month, Su Qinian practiced in the palace, consolidated his cultivation, realized what he had gained, and at the same time began to deduce the ninth kind of mystery that belongs to light.

In Su Qinian's opinion, there should be ten kinds of original mysteries in the light, and only when the ten kinds of original mysteries are gathered together can one be able to refine the principles of the Tao, and the Tao will be successful, and the proof of the primordial spirit of the Tao has taken a crucial step.

However, the remaining two original mysteries are by no means easy to comprehend, and Su Qinian still has no clue.

The days in Qingyang Palace were peaceful and comfortable, and Su Qinian had a different understanding of practicing in such an environment.

In this month, Su Qinian has also been in and out of the small world of Yuanshen belonging to Master Jiyuan many times. At his current level of cultivation, he gradually understands what kind of state the four people of Master Jiyuan live in.

True spirit!

The true spirits belonging to the four people did not sink into the long river of time and space after their fall, but entered the world of the primordial spirit, and after five hundred years, they gradually condensed and became somewhat like the original primordial spirit.

One day after a month.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, in the pavilion in front of Jiejian Stone.

In the early spring, when the snow melts and flowers bloom, Wudang Mountain slowly recovers, and the traces of flowers, birds, insects and fish become more and more frequent.

"Last year's Grand Competition, but many senior brothers and sisters wanted to join the lineage of Qingyang Peak, but unfortunately few were selected."

"Nowadays, there is Master Su in the line of Qingyang Peak, and everyone should take a look at it. Master Su became a saint in his youth and rebelled against the primordial spirit. No one in the whole world knows, no one knows."

"It's a pity that there are so many regrets. I didn't enter back then, but now I can't enter..."

The two outer court disciples on duty wrapped themselves in Taoist robes. The early spring had just arrived, and the mountains were still a bit chilly. For the outer court disciples who had not practiced the ordinary turtle and snake skills to their bones, they were far from being invulnerable to cold and heat.

"Hey, someone!"

Suddenly, a young Taoist priest raised his eyes and saw a figure looming in the thin mountain mist in the distance, slowly approaching.

who!

As soon as the temperament of the two changed, they became calm and peaceful. As Wudang sect disciples, even if they were only outer court disciples, they knew the demeanor and posture of being a major sect of Zhen Guo.

As they got closer, the expressions of the two outer court disciples on duty suddenly changed when they saw the appearance of the person coming.

"It's him!"

"Not good! The visitor is not kind!"

On the mountain road hundreds of feet away, a young man wearing an animal skin waistcoat came walking.

The young man was about the age of Ruoguan, with black hair casually draped over his shoulders, looking primitive and wild, his eyes were deep, not very sharp, but seemed to be able to read people's hearts.

The man in the legend!

The two outer court disciples on duty were startled. Are they going to challenge that little fairy from Wudang Qingyang Peak?

In fact, in the past few months, this young man's experience has been so brilliant that he is almost invincible in the same generation, whether it is a young man on the dragon and tiger list, or even a taboo character, or even some Dao primordial spirits. All the top figures, as long as they have not survived the second thunder calamity, have all been defeated by his fists.

What is impressive is the quaint internal energy, which is more intense and condensed than the blood energy, and it is as heavy as a mountain.

Without waiting for either of the two to enter the mountain to report, the young man in the animal skin waistcoat seemed to walk slowly but quickly, and within a few steps, he crossed a distance of hundreds of feet and came to the front.

"Do not bother."

The young man said indifferently, then looked into the depths of Wudang Mountain, and said, "The old man has arrived."

Only four words, not very grand, not even very loud, but they are so calm and peaceful, like spring wind and rain, passed into Wudang Mountain, and resounded clearly over Qingyang Peak.

In the Qingyang Palace, Qing Ye and the others raised their heads, showing shock. It was a young voice, but it contained an unspeakable aura, which made their hearts tremble a little. It can be known that this is definitely an extraordinary young man Experts, looking at the entire territory of the Han Dynasty, there are probably very few people who have the courage to challenge this one on Qingyang Peak.

As for this time, this kind of method is probably only the young man who has been famous in the world recently, the unknown young Sheng Jin.

In front of the Qingyang Hall, Su Qinian, who was teaching the little girl not to stretch her legs and feet to lay the foundation for her practice of turtle and snake kung fu, raised her head, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she took a step and disappeared on the spot.

The foot of Wudang Mountain.

The hearts of the two outer court disciples who were on duty jumped. Before they could move, the void in front of them twisted slightly, rippling like ripples, and then, a figure in a pure white robe with a purple ribbon appeared in front of them.

The two were startled, and since they bowed and saluted, they saluted in unison: "Qing Lu, a disciple of Baiyun Peak's outer courtyard, Qing Guang has met Master Su."

Su Qinian waved his hand, motioning for the two to get up, and then looked at the unfamiliar but familiar figure ten feet away.

Nodding towards Su Qinian, the young man turned around and took a step forward, as if thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were retreating under his feet, reaching the sky with one step, like a long rainbow, he went tens of miles away.

Su Qinian didn't say a word, but also took steps, just like a mountain and river reversed, his body was like a dragon, he shuttled through the clouds and rain, and flew up the sky, followed closely behind, and disappeared in front of the two outer courtyard disciples.

The two outer court disciples on duty suddenly showed envy, riding the clouds, entering and exiting Qingming, except for Shushan Yujian, which is a mighty power that only top souls possess.

But there are several little gods in the world, and Wudang is the only one.

And as Su Qinian left, in Wudang Mountain, on top of the peaks, there was a Daoist Yuanshen who withdrew his gaze, showing suspicion. He didn't know whether the nameless young Sheng Jin was an enemy or a friend, but no one doubted that on Qingyang Peak. That person's martial strength, I am afraid that looking at the world, in the entire five kingdoms of the human race, if it is said that there is no one of the same generation who can surpass him, I am afraid that there is no one for the time being.

At this moment, the golden summit of Tianzhu Peak, the Taihe Palace.

The hall was quiet and silent, except for faint snoring. On the futon, the thin and old Taoist Sanlun slowly opened his sleepy eyes and murmured: "It's really a living fossil. It's gratifying, lamentable, and sad."

On the outskirts of Maojian County, in the Moyun Mountains.

This is a newly-born mountain range, starting from the outskirts of Maojian County, stretching for thousands of miles, almost running through the entire territory of Shiyan Prefecture.There is even a legend that more than [-] years ago, a demon emperor, Moyun, was shot and killed by a peerless figure of the Yi family thousands of miles away, and fell here.

The resentment of a generation of demon emperors is too strong. Even if they fall, there is still a sea of ​​monsters covering the entire mountain range. Many wild beasts in the mountains have been demonized and become monsters. There are also many monster clans hiding in the mountains. In order to cultivate the treasure land, he is even more determined to find the inheritance of a generation of demon emperors. Almost every generation of Han emperors has sent troops to encircle and suppress them.

Revisiting this mountain range, Su Qinian sighed inwardly. At first, in this Moyun Mountain Range, he entered the Yuanshen world of Hong Qi, an ancient hero of the Beggar Clan, and obtained the inheritance of the Dragon Subduing Palm. The descending dragon palm that has been inherited seems to be a bit unusual, and the essence of the move is completely opposite.

After going through all kinds of things, he concentrated on resting his life and condensing the light, but there were many omissions about this dragon-subduing palm. There is an unknown source of power. Although he can barely move it when performing this footwork, he has never really comprehended it.

It wasn't until he changed his physical body and truly transformed into a dragon that he vaguely realized the extraordinaryness of this Dragon Subduing Palm, perhaps there was a big unknown secret hidden in it.

Standing on a dark and rugged cliff, Su Qinian looked at the end of the lonely cliff tens of feet away. A young man in an animal skin vest had his hands behind his back and his back was facing him, overlooking the Moyun Mountains.

The gray-black mist floats, and the strong evil spirit will lead people to fall, and the evil spirit is strong.

Suddenly, the young man let out a cold snort, and an indescribably terrifying energy and blood rushed towards Moyun Mountain under the cliff like a torrent in the sky like a scorching sun.

This is a stream of qi and blood that is more blazing than the sun, and all the evil spirits are evaporated and dissipated into nothingness the moment they touch it.

Qi and blood were like a sea, submerging the mountains with a radius of tens of miles in an instant, the demonic energy was completely dispersed, and a pure and positive atmosphere filled the air.

All of this is within the flick of a finger, and the young man's blood is collected as soon as it is sent out, without any leakage of breath.

Su Qinian focused slightly. This old man seemed to have embarked on the road of being a physical king, but there were some differences. However, Su Qinian could be sure that judging from the burst of energy and blood just now, he had at least opened up two sides of his mind. Hidden big hole small world. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu! Well, thank you Wumeng brothers and sisters for your understanding.)

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