(I am late to update because I went out at night. The first chapter will be in the early morning tomorrow. It will be Monday again soon. I ask for Monday recommendation votes in advance to rush to the new book list. Please give me the ten steps here. Thank you.)
Qingyangjian.
Located in Qingyang Peak, one of the seventy-two peaks of Wudang, the Qingyang Peak lineage was severed five hundred years ago. The last generation of peak master Jiyuan Zhenren and one of the thirteen sects of the Demon Sect, Yu Leijie, the leader of the Desire Demon Sect, In the middle of a fight, both fell.
"'Qing Yang Sword', 'Qian Li Yuan Heng Bu', Qingyang Peak's top martial arts that were famous all over the world at that time, unfortunately became unpopular five hundred years ago," Qing Ye's eyes shone, "and "The Life-breaking Knife", " "Ze Lei Palm" is also a profound and profound first-class martial arts. Unfortunately, none of them can be passed down. The battle five hundred years ago was so sudden that the Qingyang Peak lineage fell instantly. We guess that the soul of the master Jiyuan was Most of the world has left the Qingyang Peak inheritance. If it can be obtained, according to my Wudang rules, one can inherit the Qingyang Peak lineage and become the master of Qingyang Peak. In the future, someone who reaches the first-class Hunyuan realm can reopen the mountain gate and choose to enter the house. disciple."
Reopen a line and take over Qingyang Peak!
Even when Su Qinian heard this, he was shocked. He became the leader of one of the seventy-two peaks of Wudang. Before today, it was something he would never have dared to think about. Masters are almost all top figures who have cultivated Yuanshen and are famous all over the world. Alongside these figures in Wudang, their status, needless to say, is far higher than the ordinary second-rate or even first-rate figures in the martial arts world.
Five years later, if you have the identity of the future leader of Qingyang Peak, you will probably have greater say in the matter, and you will have more confidence when facing the royal family of the Celestial Dynasty.
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It was night, the moon and stars were sparse, the cold wind was chilling, the north wind outside the window was strong, the thatched house creaked, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.
Su Qinian was meditating, with a calm and calm expression. The brazier in front of the bed was burning brightly. On the table not far away, there were a few pages of "Tai Chi Song" that had not yet dried. If Taoist Jingdu came to look at it at this time, he would You will find that Su Qinian's calligraphy seems to have undergone some changes, and there is a condensed charm between the lines.
Chenshi, the shore.
The Taoist priest stood quietly on the thin ice. The boxing frame of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" was very simple in his hands and did not look advanced.
But today, when Su Qinian observes it again, something is different. The fourth form of Turtle Snake Fist is sitting in the wind and sitting in the water. He has a deeper understanding of the principles of yin and yang in Wudang Tai Chi. Now he suddenly understands that it is not a Taoist priest. The "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" he practiced was very superficial, but his boxing technique was a step further than that of Dacheng, returning to his original nature. Every move contains the principles of yin and yang, but the charm is restrained. Unless he has reached a certain level of understanding of yin and yang principles, it cannot be seen. .
The sixth floor!
Soon, Taoist Jingdu's boxing skills climbed to the sixth level.
Su Qinian's eyes glowed faintly, and the brilliance circulated. In just a moment, he had advanced more than half of his understanding of this level. When the seventh level of boxing practice was completed, Su Qinian let out a breath, and there was a hint of subtlety at the corner of his mouth. Cha's smile.
The sixth level of "Turtle and Snake Technique" has been completed!
Next, all that is left is to replenish blood and energy. If the water grinding time is sufficient, it will only take one day. Su Qinian is confident that he can directly push his cultivation to the sixth level of perfection.
Another round of Turtle Snake Fist. The fourth form of Turtle Snake Fist, which is so immersive, is like a piece of melting charcoal fire, constantly igniting and assimilating the preheated charcoal around it, while Taoist Jingdu’s fist is like a continuous blast of wind. The bellows, the wind assisting the fire, and at the end of Chenshi's martial arts performance, Su Qinian unknowingly felt that the other four boxing styles had completely broken through the shackles, and entered the third realm of the four realms of martial arts, understanding it from his heart.
In addition, Su Qinian also had some understanding of the sixth form of Earth Fire Mingyi, but because of his initial understanding, he was still at the first level of the first glimpse of the door.
"Su Qier, why are you here to watch some martial arts performances? Go back to bed."
"Come on, Su Qier, do you want me to teach you the first form of Turtle Snake Fist? I think you haven't even understood the first form yet, haha!"
Some of the prisoners on death row laughed and were even more amused when they saw Su Qinian motionless and looking ragged and thinking.
Ignoring these people, Su Qinian picked up the medicine basket and walked into the mountains alone.
The second thatched house on the waterfront.
Outside the window, a pair of eyes shone brightly, as sharp as swords, looking at Su Qinian's disappearing back, and only looked away after a long time.
Three days later, it was a full moon night.
The winter moon is like ice jade. Behind the thatched house, Su Qinian is like a ghost sneaking into the old forest of Wudang Mountain.
In front of the bamboo building, under the evergreen lamp.
The Taoist priest stood quietly with his hands behind his back. His body was dark, his beard fluttered slightly in the cold wind, and his tiger eyes shone brightly under the moonlight, like the purest black jade in the world.
Looking at the rickety back disappearing in the distance, ten breaths later, another familiar figure disappeared into the old forest. He frowned slightly, then sighed, turned around and walked into the bamboo building.
The night in Wudang Mountain is very deserted, and the coercion in the old forest is very strong. Even poisonous insects, snakes and ants have returned to their nests to prepare for the winter. In this season, even if the venom has just been exported, it is frozen.
Su Qinian's steps were not very fast, and he was still hunched over. It took half a day before he arrived at the deep valley where ancient osmanthus trees grew.
The moonlight is like water, the ancient osmanthus trees are swaying gently, and the osmanthus flowers are falling on Su Qinian's head and shoulders. The fragrance is fragrant, and the soul becomes peaceful.
He reached out and pushed aside the fallen leaves on the ground, revealing a red rope wrapped with bronze wire. At one end of the red rope, it was an old wild ginseng with six-grade leaves.
The bright yellow old wild ginseng looks a bit crystal clear in the moonlight, exuding a faint ginseng fragrance. Even this ginseng fragrance cannot be covered up by the cinnamon, and spreads slowly but firmly.
However, just when Su Qinian bent his back and wanted to take out the medicine shovel from the medicine basket behind his back to dig, a slightly playful and greedy voice sounded not far behind him.
"Su Qier, you have such a good chance. You have found such a precious wild ginseng less than a month after coming to Xiaoyao Valley."
"who!"
Su Qinian exclaimed, turning around instantly and saw a familiar figure.
A middle-aged Taoist, wearing a handyman's robe, with a familiar and ordinary appearance. At this time, greed and ferocity were on his face, and there was a cold light shining between his eyes.
"What, you can't think of it?" the Taoist Taoist sneered, "Why do you think your body is constantly weakening? You have a reputation as a beggar, but you should also thank me."
"It's you!"
Su Qinian's face was full of anger, his eyes turned red, and he stared at the handyman Taoist ten feet away. He was stooped and tried to straighten up, but his body was weak and he even coughed from time to time. He tried several times in succession. Each time without success.
As if he had thought of something, the Taoist Taoist showed a bit of curiosity and said: "But I was surprised before that you were able to pick so many herbs and still be able to hand them over after being exploited by those people in the few rooms near the water. It's enough weight. Now I understand. I didn't expect that you are actually proficient in pharmacology. I have vaguely heard of the principle of picking ginseng. I think it was your handiwork to trap this wild ginseng, so it's no wonder."
"What is your purpose! Who instigated you! Who is behind you! Who in the court is so urgent to take action now!" Su Qinian scolded again.
Um?
The Taoist Taoist's pupils shrank slightly, showing a bit of taboo and fear, but he quickly restrained himself. He looked left and right, then looked at Su Qinian, with a cold look on his face, and said in a cold voice: "I didn't expect you to be either. Silly, you can guess so much, and you are not wrong. But as for the person behind me, you'd better not know, and don't die in despair. Which person in the court do you think I will tell you? Then One of them said that he wants you to die with your eyes open."
At this point, the Taoist Taoist couldn't help but shook his head and sighed, and said: "I originally thought that it would take another two months for the medicine to be accumulated to a certain extent, allowing you to go on the road alone in your weakness and powerlessness, but I didn't expect that you would actually give it to me. If I have such an opportunity, you can’t blame me for going into the mountains late at night to collect herbs, and my Wudang Mountains are not all pure land.”
"You want to kill me?" Su Qinian's face was filled with disbelief.
"Why do you need to say it out loud?" The Taoist Taoist sneered, "Over the years in Xiaoyao Valley, several prisoners on death row have died in the deep mountains and old forests. This year, one more of you is not more, and one less of you is not less. If you go on the road like this, it will be a hundred, and in the next life Remember to reincarnate well." (I am late to update when I go out at night. The first chapter will be in the early morning tomorrow, and it will be Monday again soon. I ask for Monday recommendation votes in advance to be on the new book list. Please give me the ten steps here, thank you.)
