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One sword, two punches!
The sword is the basic swordsmanship of Wudang. One Qi transforms into three pure beings. One punch makes a turtle and snake hit the mountain. One punch twists the wind and sits on the water. Then it turns into an undercurrent.
The bloody horse stepped into the air, its fiery red mane was flying, and the two other people who took action were shocked and a little dazed.
puff!
The tip of the sword penetrated, and two more fists landed on the chest and back at the same time. The Taoist Taoist was shocked all over and became motionless.
His pupils shrank and then dilated in an instant. Until the last moment, he was still staring at Su Qinian, as if he wanted to engrav the figure of the young man in front of him in his soul forever and carry it to the next life.
"As expected from Qinian, this person has been secretly spying on us. If he knew our whereabouts, we would not have the chance to survive."
Sheathing the sword, Qing Yu said in a concentrated voice: "I just didn't expect that it would be that person. This person has an innocent background and is a member of a poor family. I didn't expect..."
With a sneer, Qingye puffed up her slightly fat belly and said: "Knowing people, knowing faces, but not knowing the heart. These days, a wasp has a needle behind its tail. It's not poisonous and it's not a man. It's not just monsters that eat people. There are too many people who eat people. But let's talk about it now. It’s impossible for anyone to believe that we have to rot in our own stomachs first.”
"The tentacle in Xiaoyao Valley was cut off first. It was a disciple from the outer courtyard who was demoted to the miscellaneous room. He didn't want to make progress, but wanted to take shortcuts and take shortcuts." Qing Yu said in deep thought, "Now it seems calm, but in fact there is an undercurrent. The surge will involve us at any time, and the trip to Qingyangjian is imminent."
Su Qinian understood that not only him, but also Qing Yu and the two people were probably not at peace in the outer courtyard. Those people had not taken action yet, and they were probably trying to find out the identity and details of his mysterious disciple in the outer courtyard.
Wudang precepts prohibit members of the same sect from killing each other. The death of a Taoist priest may not be a big deal, but if an outer disciple dies, even if he has not yet been included in the door wall and has a life tablet carved on it, at least in Wudang Mountain there will be a thorough investigation. This involves Wudang Thousands of years of reputation and majesty must not be desecrated by his disciples.
"It's already getting late today. Tomorrow at twilight, the three of you and I will be ready to go to Qingyang Peak to explore."
Gritting his teeth, Qingyu said, he felt more and more pressure. If he was unprepared, it would be difficult to do well.
Su Qinian nodded, then bent down and smoothed the Taoist Taoist's wide eyes. This was the first person to die in his hands in this life. After all, he felt a little sigh in his heart, but he didn't feel any guilt. The scholar had an upright heart and asked himself If you do nothing wrong, you will naturally have nothing to fear.
…
The moon is at the zenith.
Su Qinian quietly returned to Xiaoyao Valley. As for the corpses of the Taoist priests, there were too many beast dens in Wudang Mountain. Some beasts that had not yet hibernated needed to supplement their food and accumulate vitality.
The bright moon was like a plate, hanging high in the sky for nine days, and the north wind was whining outside the window. Su Qinian stared at the full moon, with a faint longing in his heart.
It will be a month soon. More than a month ago, his Su Mansion was sealed and all the servants and maids in the mansion were dismissed. His father Su Wangsheng and his mother Su Shi were thrown into the sky prison, while his eldest brother Su Qiming was deported after losing all his fame. He went to the North Sea border to surrender his troops and defended against the monsters in the deep sea, only to survive for five years.
However, it is not that simple to kill the enemy in the army and resist the monsters. On the border of Beihai, blood flows every day. How many human soldiers are buried in foreign lands. They want to rely on their military merits in exchange for pardon. In the Han army, there are already clear examples. It is necessary to It is necessary to kill at least one extremely powerful person from the Monster Clan, and none of these extremely powerful figures is famous all over the world, not to mention the Great Han Dynasty, but also other than the Great Han Dynasty, all the countries in the four directions are also famous.
Looking at the Han Dynasty, there are only a few powerful sects and top aristocratic families whose heads or heads have never reached the top.
"I wonder if my father and mother are okay, if my eldest brother is okay..."
Su Qinian murmured, with a hint of worry flashing in his eyes. There were people in the court who wanted to destroy all variables. His father and mother were in the Heavenly Prison, a place where big men imprisoned felons. There were many masters in the palace. The royal family would never allow anyone to reach out. But it was different at the Beihai border. The eldest brother was assigned to a cannon fodder camp. No matter whether he was luring the enemy deep or charging into battle, he was always at the forefront. He had the lowest status in the army and had the highest mortality rate.
He has entered the Wudang Mountains and has suffered all kinds of spies and plots. Needless to say, his elder brother's situation is definitely many times more difficult than his.
Taking a deep breath, Su Qinian put all his thoughts back. Five years is not a short time, but for people in the martial arts world, it is not so easy to improve martial arts. Without more than ten years of hard training, how many people can achieve something? , practicing martial arts, seeking immortality, and shattering the void. On the road to seeking Tao, many ancestors and sages were stained with blood and cut off their way forward. How could he, Su Qinian, dare to say that he would achieve success?
The only thing he can do now is to seize every opportunity. Otherwise, even if he successfully builds a foundation, escapes from his criminal record, becomes a Wudang disciple, and even succeeds in martial arts in the future and is famous in the martial arts world, he will have to go forward alone without his relatives around him. It doesn't make any sense anymore.
With a look of determination flashing through his eyes, Su Qinian sat down cross-legged on the wooden bed. He took a long breath. As the "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" became more and more refined, the bone training gradually came to an end. As soon as he meditated, I am so blessed that my soul can enter concentration at the snap of my fingers. Unknowingly, my meditation skills have also improved.
When he woke up again, Su Qinian felt energetic everywhere in his body. Looking at the moon's position again, he found that the time he had spent in meditation was less than one stick of incense.
"The body is the boat, the soul is the helmsman, and the soul is the helmsman, steering the boat, and traveling between heaven and earth. They are like the yin and yang of Tai Chi, both are indispensable. If one makes progress, the other will naturally get rid of the old view and make progress."
Su Qinian secretly thought that those who practice martial arts should take control of themselves and seek breakthroughs. They must also know the source of diligence. Only by not knowing it half-knowingly, but by making every step solid, can they truly achieve unhindered and courageous progress.
…
Chenshi.
The sun didn't rise in the Wudang Mountains that day, and it was raining continuously. It wasn't very heavy, but it was more of a chill.
In the thatched house, after Su Qinian finished using the demon tiger broth, his energy and blood were rolling, and his two hundred and six bones were numb. After several punches, he steadily improved the sixth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu". Half of it was completed, and his strength had increased. Even if he pushed it with all his strength, the power of a fierce horse also had the appearance of a sweaty horse.
In such weather, some of the prisoners on probation in Xiaoyao Valley still chose to go into the mountains, because in the eighth volume of "The Demon Sutra", some herbs bloom, bear fruit, and mature on rainy days. If they miss it, they are likely to be caught first.
Of course, for many prisoners on probation, such a cold and humid weather makes them even more depressed. No one wants to stay in the house. No one wants to give up after two meals of demon tiger broth at noon and evening.
Every prisoner on death row has a different probation period. Regarding foundation building, no one dares to say that they are sure of it, even if they have an extraordinary background, and they are unwilling to give up even a trivial accumulation in daily life. In this way, all rivers will return to the sea, and a little will make a lot. Welcome the day when you transform into a butterfly.
After a while, Su Qinian pushed open the rotten wooden door, put on the torn raincoat provided in the thatched house, and walked into the continuous rain.
In the valley.
The ancient osmanthus trees were green and green, and the fragrance of osmanthus lingered in the rain. When Su Qinian walked into the valley, Qingyu and Qingyu were standing under the tree, dressed in raincoats. The three of them looked at each other, started at the same time, and soon disappeared into the old forest.
Qingyang Peak.
One of the seventy-two peaks of Wudang, it is located to the north of Jinsuo Peak. It is towering and abrupt, with lush trees. It is said that the first emperor of the Han Dynasty once traveled here on a green sheep. There is a clear spring in the mountain, which comes from the Qingyang Stream.
Qingyang Peak is about 400 feet high. The mountain is majestic and the clear springs and waterfalls can be seen from a distance.
At the foot of the mountain, Su Qinian and the others did not stay or take the mountain path. Instead, under the guidance of Qing Yu, they meandered up a hidden path.
The mountain road was rugged and full of thorns, but it could not stop Su Qinian and the others. In just half an hour, the three of them reached the mountainside. After passing a cliff, they saw the Qingyang Stream.
Qingyang Stream is not on the other side of the mountain, but 50 feet below the mountainside of Qingyang Peak. It is a sunken place. There is no mountain road dug out, only a vague stone road, which is very steep and rugged. Therefore, Qing Yu and the two were very careful when entering the stream, their muscles were tense, and they did not dare to be careless at all. (Please vote for recommendation, please collect it. It seems that it is very difficult to get recommendation votes today.)
