Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 68

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As soon as the winter solstice passed, it became colder in Wudang Mountains.

The Qingyang Palace was completely white, and even the ruins were buried. Outside the Qingyang Palace, Su Qinian was posing in the snow.

He took very long breaths, and his arms stretched naturally. At this time, his boxing posture was no longer rigid or soft as before, but a combination of rigidity and softness. He made fist marks, and his temperament was constantly changing, sometimes like standing on a wall. Sometimes it is like a vast sea, sometimes it is like a raging fire, and later it is like a sea of ​​stars, with thousands of trees forming a forest.

The heart is like fire, the lungs are like gold, the liver is like wood, the spleen is like earth, and the kidneys are like water. Once you practice the five elements, the five internal organs will sound together.

This is already the eighth level of practice in "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu", there is no fixed boxing frame, and all comprehension depends on the practitioner himself.

Even though the cold wind is like ice knives and snow swords, Su Qinian's whole body is as warm as a stove, a thick white mist rises all over his body, he steps forward, sinks and floats in the sea of ​​mist, and the ice and snow melts wherever he passes, really like a man in a fairy , It has a kind of ethereal air of detachment.

Su Qinian stopped his body after a fist fight, his internal organs felt a little numb, he seemed to be stronger than before, and with his blood, he seemed to have begun to surpass the previous seventh level of "Turtle and Snake Kungfu" to perfection limit.

However, the consumption was huge, far beyond Su Qinian's imagination, and the blood energy contained in the monster bear broth for breakfast was empty in a single stroke.

"Poor and rich in martial arts, if those rich and famous children from the outer court have reached this level of kung fu practice, there will be a steady stream of monster blood food from the foot of the mountain, and even many health-care pills to replenish vitality. Even if a small family, or even a poor family disciple, realizes the essence of this level of kung fu, they can only rely on the accumulation of time and months to work through it slowly."

Su Qinian took a deep breath and decided to take another trip to the outer courtyard of Baiyun Peak.

This year's festival competition, the outer court may have an undercurrent, and there is not much time left for the three of them.

However, after a few days before leaving Qingyang Peak, Su Qinian noticed a lot of strange eyes as soon as he walked in Wudang Mountain.

"The lightness footwork in "The Ladder of Qingyun" ranks second-rate and superior, and even has the seeds of true meaning. It's not that the comprehension is too poor, it can be inherited smoothly."

"Third-rate and above martial arts are all included in the Wudang inheritance. According to common sense, although we disciples are in the outer court, we are not considered beginner disciples. Only after we have successfully established the foundation, opened up the dantian, and bred the true energy of the inner family, will we be recognized as disciples." Engrave a life tablet and list it in the back hall of the ancestral hall, only after that can you have the opportunity to come into contact with second-rate or even stronger martial arts cheats."

"However, someone checked my Wudang Historical Records. This "Ladder of Qingyun" seems to be one of the light kung fu techniques of the Qingyang Peak lineage back then.

Some outer court disciples chatted in low voices, their gazes glancing over Su Qinian in the distance.

"The Qing Luo in the outer courtyard of Baiyun Peak is also a waste. He just built the foundation, but he lost to this Su Qinian."

"It's just relying on the top-notch swordsmanship. I wait for anyone who gets this inheritance to be able to do the same."

……

But from the beginning to the end, no one really got close to Su Qinian, he seemed to be isolated, and everyone was as far away as a monster.

At first, Su Qinian frowned, but soon he felt relieved, smiled, and strode away.

The outer courtyard of Baiyun Peak.

When he came back after the winter solstice, Su Qinian felt the solemn atmosphere floating in the air, and there was a sense of tension. Not long after he stepped into the gate of the outer courtyard, Su Qinian's eyes shivered slightly. With no aura, some eyes fell on him from afar, and none of them could escape his spiritual perception.

None of them are weak, even Su Qinian grasps the energy, the owner of these gazes is far stronger than Qing Luo that day, and they are not even at the same level at all.

Foundation-building figures, beginner disciples!

As soon as Su Qinian's heart moved, he understood that it was the approaching of the twelfth lunar month, and those disciples from the Outer Court who were not usually in the mountains, but traveled the rivers and lakes to practice, all returned one after another, and began to retreat and consolidate their one-year gains.

Even Su Qinian's mental power was released, looking at some quiet courtyards in the distance, it seemed that there were furnaces burning, and that kind of scorching and exuberant blood was definitely not something that the seventh-level skills of the "Turtle and Snake Art" can possess of.

In the martial arts arena, as Su Qinian walked by, some disciples stopped and looked at him away, so out of place, Su Qinian's eyes were indifferent, and his mental power captured everyone's expressions, his mood became more and more peaceful, and the human relationship was warm and cold For him now, it is just the best nourishment for tempering his spiritual power.

As the twelfth lunar month approached, the herbs in Taoist Jingwu’s courtyard became much weaker, but there was a kind of fragrant medicinal gas, and after taking a sip, the blood was rippling, and the spirit was bright and clear. This is Danxiang.

"You come here now, it seems that you have got some news."

Taoist Jingwu took a deep look at Su Qinian, and said: "Be patient what others cannot bear, if you can't bear it, you will make a big mess."

"A swordsman would rather bend than bend, and a swordsman, too." Su Qinian said calmly.

With a chuckle, Taoist Jingwu said humanely: "You are too extreme. My Wudang also has a first-class sword technique "Shenmen Thirteen Swords". It was created by the first generation of three crazy Taoists. It also takes the door of the heart."

Su Qinian shook his head, and said: "Only pick from the straight, not from the melody, Taoist Sanlun is wrong, it's neither a sword nor a knife."

Ok?

Taoist Jingwu raised his eyebrows, and then revealed a look of surprise, and said in a deep voice: "What kind of cultivation and realm are you? You have learned a little about swordsmanship, and you dare to question the swordsmanship of the first generation of three crazy Taoists."

At this moment, the air in the entire yard became stagnant, Su Qinian felt a pressure, which came from the spiritual level, and he was amazed in his heart, this Taoist Jingwu's cultivation is profound, and his breath suppresses the spirit. The first-class state, at the moment, seems to be somewhat modest.

However, he was not moved, and said sternly: "The sages still reflect on themselves three times a day, and they are not ashamed to ask others. They also have shortcomings. If they are self-proclaimed, there will be no peace and prosperity in the five thousand years of the Han Dynasty. This piece of land has long since fallen, and it has become the food town of the monster clan."

Shaking his head, Taoist Jingwu calmed down a little, and said: "You are a good tonguer. Since you have made up your mind, I won't persuade you. Tell me, what is the matter with me?"

Su Qinian took off the package behind his back and made a jingling sound. After he unwrapped it, it was a total of more than four hundred taels of silver, of which two hundred taels were snow silver, which was of excellent quality, and the other two hundred taels were ordinary silver, which was of fine quality. It is slightly darker, but they are all complete silver ingots.

In addition, there is an old mountain ginseng, which the three of them got under the ancient osmanthus tree in Wudang Mountain.

"Well, the [-]-year-old mountain ginseng seems to have been picked for less than two months. It's rare to find it in the mountains. There are more than four hundred taels of silver. What do you want to exchange?"

"Six Heaven Opening Pills."

Taoist Jingwu glanced at Su Qinian, and said with a half-smile, "You are straightforward and have a good appetite. Opening Heaven Pill is my unique Wudang Foundation Establishment Pill. It is mellow and gentle, and it is endless. It is most suitable for my Wudang "" The practice of "Turtle and Snake Art" can help build foundations and breakthroughs, open up the world, and there are not many supplies in the entire outer courtyard every month, so you want six?"

"Conditions." Su Qinian remained calm.

Nodding, Jing Wu said humanely: "It seems that you have really started with "Sword of Life". A gentleman is open and honest, and even the terms of the negotiation are so bright, but if you read the books of sages, you should understand that the friendship between a gentleman is like water, and there is dedication. Reward is the way, and getting something for nothing will only lead you astray.”

Turning around and walking into the room, and then coming out, a pure white porcelain bottle the size of a baby's fist was thrown into Su Qinian's hands.

"After half a year, if you don't die, I want you to help me slash."

cut a knife?

Su Qinian frowned, cut off what?

Waving his hand, Taoist Jingwu didn't explain, and didn't wait for Su Qinian to agree, he turned and walked into the house.

Down the mountain, on the way home.

In front of Qingyang Palace, the moment Su Qinian stepped into the palace gate, a ray of saber light slashed obliquely, swiftly and sharply, making a whistling sound.

One hand was raised in a hurry, fingers bent, flicked in the air, and with a bang, accompanied by an exclamation, a slightly immature figure flew out and fell into the snow several feet away. (Send it at noon, please recommend free daily tickets, please collect, thank you in ten steps.)

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