(Please recommend votes for new books and collect them. Starting today, there will be two updates every day.) Holding the "Turtle and Snake Technique" and "The Demon Sutra" in his hands, Su Qinian took a deep breath. This will be an important basis for his rise. As long as he can successfully build the foundation and develop the internal energy within five years, he will be able to get rid of his crime and officially become a Wudang disciple. "It's definitely not enough to be in the third-rate realm. You have to at least step into the second-rate realm to have a glimmer of hope!" Su Qinian shook his head again. The Han Dynasty was a martial artist. Since more than 5,400 years ago, the first emperor of the Han Dynasty used the Chixiao Sword and Directly Pointed to the Destiny. The emperor of unparalleled martial arts determined the world with his qi skills, established the Han Dynasty, joined forces with various sects, families, and countries from all directions to drive the nine demon saints into the void, and human martial arts reached their peak. In this world, there is no such thing as Confucianism using literature to disrupt the law, and chivalrous people using martial arts to violate the prohibition. Here, Confucianism and martial arts are a family, helping the world. Even the emperors of the Han Dynasty attach great importance to martial arts. There are no civil examinations, only martial arts examinations, but economic and historical policy. Not important. And for more than 5,400 years, although the nine demon saints were beaten into the void and the demon clan fell apart, they still appeared from time to time and caused trouble in the world. Therefore, the martial arts of the Han Dynasty was extremely prosperous, officials were promoted, promoted to nobility, and martial arts entered the country. It is the top priority. "Disciples of martial arts sects and aristocratic families are not allowed to participate in the imperial examination, but they can join the Dragon Guard Villa and become Dragon Guards..." Su Qinian thought, his head became more and more drowsy, and he fell asleep unconsciously. When he woke up again, Su Qinian was awakened. "Who!" He was frightened and angry. Because he was too tired, listless, and alert, he didn't notice that at some point, two unmasked people appeared in the thatched house, wearing short short robes of coarse cloth, with weathered faces. The young man and the two of them didn't care about Su Qinian who woke up. They ignored him and just looked through his package. "Stop!" Su Qinian scolded angrily. Huo Di stood up, made fists with both hands, and galloped towards the shoulders of the two men like a fierce horse. "The seven-level foundation-building skill "Running Horse Strength" popular in the Celestial Dynasty? This horse-shaped boxing is just the first glimpse of it? It's too weak!" One person sneered, without looking at it, his left hand reached out like lightning, and passed directly through Su Qinian's hands. The gap between the fists was imprinted on his chest. boom! With a pale face, Su Qinian felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had been struck by lightning, and his breathing stagnated for an instant. Then he stepped back a few steps and sat down on the ground. His whole body seemed to be falling apart, and he could no longer gather any strength. "No! After riding all the way in the prison car, I lost a lot of energy and blood, my strength was loose, and my boxing skills were too unfamiliar. But this time my strength was broken up. The strength of my palms was so strong that it was almost as strong as half a fierce horse. , at least the foundation building skill of the fourth level." Su Qinian looked ugly and watched as the two people poured out several books from the package, flipped through them recklessly, and threw a few pieces of clothing to the ground. "Su Wangsheng is actually just the eighth-level arsenal editor appointed in the past ten years? No wonder he colludes with the Demon Sect to steal the true martial arts of the Demonic Way. He doesn't even have the family-heirloom foundation-building skills. He still practices the seven-level foundation-building skills popular in the Celestial Empire. "Benma Jin", but there are very few descendants of death row prisoners below the sixth grade who can come to this Xiaoyao Valley, huh? Your boy can actually get acquainted with the princess of Hanyang, no wonder he is destined to come here, but here..." One person translated Looking at the copy of the Ministry of Punishments document, he glanced at Su Qinian in surprise, and then sneered: "You remember, starting from today, half of the herbs picked every day will be handed over to my two brothers. Every day before sunset, half of the herbs will be handed over to my two brothers. Go to the ninth thatched hut in the first row facing the water on the shore. You can also try to refuse, but you must weigh your weight first. If you have a chance to escape from the crime, you also understand that being alive is the most important thing." said After finishing, the two of them looked at each other, both showing a bit of disappointment. Before leaving, they threw a few books in the package into the dying brazier. There were a few wisps of green smoke, little sparks, and the orange-red flames began to rise. He stood up, causing Su Qinian's face to turn red, and the bulging veins on his forehead to beat. "This is the law of the jungle. It seems that these two people are also descendants of death row prisoners who were sent here. I want to become stronger as soon as possible. Although Wudang is a Taoist school, which emphasizes tranquility and inaction, and water conduces to all things without fighting, but in this Xiaoyao Valley, there is absolutely no connection with Taoism. "Su Qinian slowly calmed down the humiliation on his face. As a prisoner, he did not expect sympathy or fairness. In the Han Dynasty, only strength could dominate everything. etc! Suddenly, Su Qinian's expression changed and he stared at the burning brazier beside the bed. They were the only three Taoist scriptures left to him after his home was confiscated. They were also the scrapped scriptures that his father brought back from the Celestial Empire's arsenal. The so-called scrapped scriptures. , that is, books that will be destroyed after every year's inspection and filling of gaps in the arsenal of the Celestial Dynasty. Books that have incorrect principles, or have been decayed over the years, are not very important. These books are either distorted historical records or fallacies of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. They are all useless books that have been evaluated by the great scholars in the arsenal of the Celestial Dynasty. They are harmful to readers and do no good. However, what Su Qinian saw at this moment was a Taoist scripture called "Yin". In the brazier, the pages were burned to ashes, revealing a palm-sized piece of silver paper. The silver page was immortal in the flames, showing no signs of burning. Instead, you could vaguely see densely packed small characters as thin as mosquitoes. "Inheritance treasure paper!" Su Qinian whispered, and his breathing became heavier. If he read correctly, this is clearly the inheritance treasure paper used by many martial arts sects and aristocratic families to preserve and pass down important martial arts. This This kind of inherited treasure paper will not melt when exposed to fire or rotten when exposed to water. It can go through a long period of time and remain intact as before. Of course, its production process is also very strict and the materials used are very particular. It is extremely precious and is generally not available to martial arts below the first-class level. May be used. After half a cup of tea. Su Qinian took out the silver treasure paper from the extinguished brazier. What caught his eye was densely packed with nearly a thousand words. At the top, there were four small characters barely bigger than a mosquito: "****"! "There is actually a page of inheritance treasure hidden in the discarded books abandoned by the arsenal! This "****" is at least first-class, or comparable to first-class martial arts!" Su Qinian glanced at ten lines and read all of this "****" After a rough scan of the scriptures, I was immediately amazed. This "****" is actually an extremely rare spiritual martial arts in the martial arts world. It does not cultivate the internal energy, but specializes in the spiritual power in the sea of ancestral consciousness. "No! I have to memorize this "****" as soon as possible. Once discovered, not only can I not be able to protect myself, but I can't even explain it clearly." Su Qinian nervously glanced at the door. He was a guilty person, surrounded by If there is such a martial arts secret book that is suspected to be a first-class martial arts, some people will probably criticize it and even take the opportunity to eradicate it. It was simply night at this time, the bright moon hung high, and there was very little movement outside the thatched house, but Su Qinian still did not dare to relax in the slightest. It took him nearly half an hour to memorize all the scriptures on the inherited treasure paper, and then kneaded them into one. Tuan, swallowed in one gulp. At this time, Su Qinian's face became even paler. This inheritance treasure paper was definitely not delicious. His bones were fully grown, and he had just practiced the foundation building technique for less than a year. His skills were shallow, and coupled with the bumps along the way, his physical condition was better than that of ordinary people at the moment. Not as good as that. Just after Su Qinian swallowed only half a stick of incense on the inherited treasure paper, another wave of people arrived. "It's really unlucky that someone got there first!" The leader was a strong, muscular young man who looked to be nearly 30 years old. His eyes first fell on the packages and clothes scattered on the ground, and then he grabbed them. He glanced at the copy of the Ministry of Justice's document, then looked at Su Qinian, and said coldly: "I don't care who comes in front of me. From now on, half of the herbs picked every day must be sent to the shore in the first row by the water before sunset. Seven thatched huts, of course, you can try to refuse..." Another half an hour later. "In the fifth thatched house in the first row near the water, half of the herbs picked every day must be delivered before sunset! Otherwise..." An hour later. "Half of the herbs picked every day will be delivered to the fourth thatched house on the shore by the water before sunset. Remember, this is not a discussion, but an order!"... At dawn, when the last wave of people left, Su Qinian's face It was extremely ugly. He had hardly rested since he woke up in the night. During this period, a total of nine waves of people came, from the second thatched hut on the shore to the tenth thatched hut. He probably understood between the lines. , as death row prisoners, these are the nine people with the highest status in Xiaoyao Valley, and they are at least the descendants of the fourth-grade or above officials in the Celestial Dynasty. Because their family is rich, they have been tortured by medicinal baths since childhood, and their aptitude and physique are far superior to ordinary people, so they can naturally build foundation skills. His cultivation level is also among the best, ranking among the top ten in the entire Xiaoyao Valley. "Damn it! These people regard me, Su Qinian, as a soft persimmon who can be rubbed at will!" Su Qinian, whose eyes were bloodshot and unable to sleep well all night, was a little upset. He struggled to calm down his mind and let his breathing go. become calmer. "It's useless to be angry. We are all guilty. We are about to die. Naturally, we have a lot less scruples. Even if we divide me into three people, it won't be enough." Su Qinian's eyes showed a cold light, and he also You can understand that in this Xiaoyao Valley, everyone is scrambling to successfully build the foundation and develop the internal energy before their probation period comes, so as to escape from the crime record. In this way, although they can no longer take the imperial examination career, they can still be proud of the martial arts and become famous if they become a disciple of Wudang and become the leader of the country. "Three days, I don't have much time left, only three days!" Su Qinian looked at the two books in his hand, one was the medicine and stone chapter of "The Demon Sutra", and the other was the Wudang foundation-building skill "Turtle and Snake Technique" . "There are seven levels of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu". Each level is a boxing frame, as well as pile skills. Only by setting up the boxing frame can you temper every inch of skin, flesh, muscles and bones of the physical body, and only then can you understand the seven postures that match it. Turtle Snake Fist." After spending half an hour memorizing the essence of the first three levels of the "Turtle Snake Kung" and the diagram of the pile skills, Su Qinian began to close his eyes and rest his mind. (Please vote for recommendations and favorites for the new book. Starting today, it will be updated twice a day.)
