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The boxing state belonging to the eighth form of Turtle Snake Fist, after absorbing one-third of the heart of time, contains emptiness and seems to have become a real artifact.
The five-color furnace shook, and the void in it trembled. As soon as Su Qinian's mental energy fell into it, he was shocked, because half of the thousands of drops of vitality liquid he had worked hard to refine and collect before actually disappeared.
A gray-white stone bead, as big as a baby's fist, was suspended in the void. Drop after drop of pure white vitality liquid was swallowed up. Fine cracks slowly appeared on the stone bead.
Damn it!
Su Qinian, who was as calm as he was, couldn't help but feel angry. These thousand drops of vitality liquid were such a huge fortune. They were almost equivalent to thirty thousand taels of snow silver. And even if there were thirty thousand taels of snow silver, it didn't mean that you could buy it just by buying it. .
The Eighth Book of the Demon Sutra, the Medicine and Stone Chapter, has records about vitality liquid. It is difficult for even a second-rate person, not a real master, to collect and absorb vitality from the vast world, let alone turn it into vitality liquid. .
Thirty thousand taels of snow silver was enough for Su Qinian to initially lay the foundation for Qingyang Peak. Although it was still far from enough, it was already the first step.
"Come out!"
While running, Su Qinian stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the gray-white stone bead was expelled from the void of the five-color furnace and appeared in the palm of his hand.
So hot!
At this moment, it seemed that he was holding a soldering iron in his hand, and Su Qinian suddenly became wary, wondering how he could put away this stone bead of unknown origin so easily before.
He threw it out, thinking it was a bit too weird, but unexpectedly, the stone bead shook in the air, turned into a gray lightning, and hit the divine palace between his eyebrows.
What!
This time, Su Qinian was a little frightened, but there was no pain. There were no scars, but in the void of the sea of consciousness where the Ancestral Aperture Divine Court was, the stone bead suddenly appeared and expanded infinitely. Become as towering as a mountain.
call!
Immediately, like a long whale sucking water, the pure spiritual power that Su Qinian had refined and stored and floated in the void of the Divine Court was almost absorbed in a snap of his fingers.
"Asshole!"
Su Qinian's heart was boiling. These stone beads are like brown candies, so you don’t have to be polite to ask for them.
boom!
In the blink of an eye, the stone bead moved, and the movement was earth-shattering.
Full of cracks, the beads, which were more majestic than mountain peaks, suddenly collapsed. It was more shocking than thunder. It almost smelled like the creation of the world by ancient gods. It shocked Su Qinian's mental strength and almost collapsed.
hold head high!
There is the roar of a dragon, unruly. It was like breaking free from the chains of hell, breaking the shackles, and the dark golden divine light bloomed, as if rising into the sky one day, illuminating the entire divine world.
Su Qinian was stunned. He saw something. In the world of Shenting, there was a winding giant dragon. The dragon's huge body was as long as a mountain range. The dark golden dragon scales are cold and cold, each one is larger than a house, and the two dragon horns are curved, pointing straight to the sky. The four dragon claws have four toes, and the blades of the claws are like sword mountains and sword peaks, and the cold light is like snow.
A living dragon was born from that stone bead and appeared in his ancestral aperture divine court?
It is too fantasy and unreal, two decades of life. Su Qinian had never seen such an incredible scene.
hold head high!
Immediately, the long dark gold dragon raised its head, its beards longer than the river shook, and the dragon's roar was like a sea, washing over the entire Ancestral Aperture Divine Courtyard. Su Qinian captured a series of words and formulas in the dark, and these formulas were finally integrated into the In the dragon's roar, it penetrated into the depths of his soul, and there seemed to be a person roaring, the sound was like a huge wave hitting the sky.
"No regrets! No regrets! No regrets!"
This roar was full of cruelty, and even more fierce and domineering. In the haze, Su Qinian seemed to see a vast blue sea, and a figure in linen clothes and straw sandals covered in blood, standing in the sky, with his back to everyone, He stepped like a dragon, and every step he took made waves. The stars swayed in the sky, as if they were about to fall into the world at the next moment.
"A proud dragon has regrets, but it will never last long! A proud dragon has no regrets, and it will never look back!"
hold head high!
A dragon roar seemed to penetrate the blue sky, shaking the nine heavens and ten earth. The figure in linen and straw sandals took action, his white hair was dancing wildly, and he pushed out with one hand. In an instant, it seemed that a real dragon appeared above the nine heavens, with its body twisting. It was as big as a mountain, like a great iron and stone wall rising into the sky. Then, the golden dragon scales transformed into a dark golden color.
The dragon was as powerful as the sea, with more cruelty and obsession. In front of the real dragon, there was a monster bird that was also bigger than the mountains. Its whole body was red, as if it were cast from blood, and its cold eyes seemed like two rounds of blood. The moon is turning, especially on the bird's head, a single horn is steeper than the mountain peak, entwined with blood-colored lightning like dragons.
The real dragon roared, the sparrow neighed, and two powerful qi forces stirred the world of the Eight Wastelands. Then, a blazing light burst out, seeming to tear apart the vast void, and a long river gurgled, flowing forever, without any waves.
"A strong dragon never regrets."
While running, Su Qinian could hardly suppress the shock deep in his heart. The battle he saw in the dark was almost forever imprinted in his mind.
Without even thinking about it, he understood that this was the last battle of the generation of Jie Hongqi in his later years. On the East China Sea, he fought against the Demon Emperor of the Tianque tribe, and finally both fell into the long river of time and space. This battle also became It solved a major unsolved case in the history of martial arts between the human race and the demon race for later generations.
"The first move of "Dragon Subduing Palm", you can conquer the dragon without regrets!"
Su Qi's eyesight is very bright at this age. He is no longer ignorant as before. At least he still has some understanding of top palm techniques such as the Beggar Clan's "Dragon Subduing Palm". The "Dragon Subduing Palm" is widely rumored in today's martial arts world. The first style is not that you have no regrets but that you have regrets.
The general outline of this style originated from the Qian hexagram in the "Book of Changes". The image says: "Up to nine, the dragon will have regrets if it is strong, and it will not last long."
Therefore, there are rumors in the world that the first form of the Beggar Clan's "Dragon Subduing Palm" is extremely strong and powerful, with a strong yang. Thirteen points of force do not need to be aged, leaving only three points, and the yang and dark force is continuous, enough to break the stormy waves, and even Split mountains and break mountains, divide rivers with the palm of your hand.
These many rumors are not consistent with the inheritance of the true meaning of this palm technique that he has received at this moment. The righteousness is even greater, but there are also three points of determination, seven points of cruelty, and a very close to crazy obsession.
With a dragon roar, in the Ancestral Aperture Divine Courtyard, the dragon body that was originally bigger than the mountains shrank, leaving only four or five feet long. The dark golden dragon eyes closed, the breath disappeared, and it seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again. among.
Before he could think carefully, Su Qinian jumped up and flickered, dodging the torn seams in the ground. This was a real big earthquake, as if the world was destroyed. It made people feel the majesty of the power of heaven and earth, and how weak he was in the world. The powerlessness of living things.
Su Qinian's speed was not unsatisfactory. His energy and blood were gushing out, and he was as fast as a horse. Even as he kept running, the formula of "Dragon Subduing Palm" kept reappearing in his mind. The ancient emperor who was watching in the dark Fighting, the figure in linen clothes and straw sandals gradually became one with his body. His steps slowed down, and an unspeakable majesty slowly emerged from his body. However, his speed increased a lot. Every step he took was a full leap. Twenty or thirty feet, if any disciples who have successfully built the foundation of Wudang outer courtyard see it, they will probably be stunned and feel inferior.
This earthquake lasted for an extremely long time. The entire Moyun Mountain Range was filled with demonic energy, the ground cracked and landslides occurred, and there was a scene of destruction everywhere.
Su Qinian also noticed that the ninety-eight large cracks in the sky showed faint signs of fusion, and an undetectable shadow emerged from the eternal river of time and space.
Less than half an hour later.
After running for hundreds of miles, Su Qinian finally tore away the last thin layer of demonic mist and crossed the boundary of Moyun Mountain Range.
Breathing heavily, he found an old locust tree where several people were hugging each other, sat down cross-legged, swallowed a wisp of vitality liquid, and meditated to restore the consumed energy, blood and energy.
After less than a stick of incense, he opened his eyes again and saw hundreds of people in the world of martial arts fleeing from the depths of the mountains in panic and fear. There were also many garrisons. In the face of such a powerful force, ordinary soldiers could not stand it. There is no resistance at all.
Groan!
The sound of a sword sounded long and distant, coming from the depths of the Moyun Mountains. Even the sound of the sky cracking and the earth falling couldn't cover it up.
Not only Su Qinian, but also in almost everyone's minds at this moment, a purple Taoist robe appeared in the mind of an old Taoist who looked a bit old-fashioned and had white beard and hair. He was standing on the top of a glazed jade mountain with a solemn look on his face. , the sun rose up and the sound of the sword roared loudly.
Wu Tianzhu Peak, Zhenwu Hall Tianwu Zhenren!
At this moment, the eyes of the first master of the Zhenwu Hall were solemn and sharp as never before, and his eyes seemed to be able to pierce through the heaven and the earth.
At the foot of the Bloody Shackles Mountain, there was not a single figure left, and the eighteen heritage stone gates had long since disappeared. Cracks appeared on the mountain, intertwined like spider webs, and finally exploded with a roar, and the rocks penetrated the air. And this Wudang The real person stepped into the void and remained motionless. When the gravel came upon him, it was crushed by the invisible edge before it reached ten feet and turned into powder.
Looking up at the sky, ninety-eight cracks in the sky were about to be completed, and Master Tianwu took action.
In an instant, the long sword chant reached its peak, and the purple jade whisk in his hand shattered, revealing a three-inch-long purple-red sword in it. As soon as this purple-red sword appeared, it swelled in the wind and became a sword. A thousand-foot-long sword mountain with a cold metallic luster. A purple-red blazing real fire burned on the sword, and the void was twisted and burned into thin black cracks.
The sword mountain was in the sky, and as the sword finger of the real Tianwu moved up against the sky, the black and white yin and yang energy flowed from the tip of the sword. It seemed that the world was distorted at this moment, and a huge picture appeared over the entire Moyun Mountain Range. Transparent Tai Chi diagram. (The second update is here. Please subscribe, please give me a monthly ticket. Genuine subscription is the greatest support for Ten Steps! There is also a third update.) (To be continued.)
