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The invisible and transparent Tai Chi diagram went up against the sky, and the ninety-eight cracks in the sky were twisted. They were suppressed by a sword force that could twist the universe and began to heal.
From the moment Master Tianwu drew his sword, there was only a blazing light in everyone's mind. The sword light was so blazing that even the slightest bit of sword movement could not be captured.
Outside the Moyun Mountains, Su Qinian took a deep breath and once again saw the martial arts of a top soul figure. With just one sword, he distorted the world with a radius of thousands of miles. Is this the famous "Tai Chi Sword" of Wudang?
It's a pity that he can't understand it. He can capture the true principles of Yin Yang and Tai Chi contained in this sword, but compared with the few points he got, it is like a child playing house, which is just a joke. .
And not long after, he got some useful information from the disorderly escape team. The most important thing was that the girl was already driving a Chilong chariot and was garrisoned by thousands of troops, as well as being protected by the ranger general. Next, they successfully withdrew into Maojian County from another direction.
The Moyun Mountain Range was turbulent, and Tianwu Zhenren's sword power was weak and seemed to have no end. It gradually spread and eventually covered the entire mountain range with a radius of thousands of miles.
However, even Su Qinian could see that the expansion of the sword power was not a good thing. If the sword power was dispersed, the suppression power would also be reduced.
The sword points at the square inch of the ground, and its sharp edge pierces the armored heart.
This is what the martial arts master in Chang'an City's martial arts school said at the time. Whether it is basic swordsmanship, basic knife skills, or spear skills, they are all completely different. They have been passed down for thousands of years and have been demonstrated by countless people in the martial arts world. They have become It is a classic that even the Master of Destiny cannot refute.
With another sigh, Su Qinian started. Everything here was far beyond his imagination and tolerance. There were top soul figures here. He had better stay far away, otherwise he would suffer disaster. He still had unfulfilled wishes, but it was absolutely impossible to die now.
All the way up the official road. From time to time, I encountered some people in the world who were walking in a panic. They were all frightened. They were probably frightened by the almost earth-shaking scene just now. And many of them had injuries on their bodies, not from sword wounds. All kinds of bumps and bruises, broken muscles and fractures, the power of natural warp and latitude is far more terrifying than human power.
"Hey, that's the young Su Shaoxia from Wudang Qingyang Peak."
"Young Master Su is right."
After all, he is an old man who has been crawling around in the quagmire of the rivers and lakes for many years. The habit of listening to all directions and observing the six directions has been deeply rooted in his bones. If he accidentally glances at him, he will clasp his fists and salute.
Su Qinian also returned the greetings one by one, feeling a little dazed. He once thought he could live in the city of Chang'an for a long time, with pen, ink, paper, inkstones as his companions, and books as his companions. Unexpectedly, in less than two months, he would enter the bottomless sea of the martial arts world and become a famous figure in the martial arts world. Su Shaoxia among the people.
There are many things in this world that you cannot predict, and when it actually happens, you may feel like you are a lifetime away, but in the final analysis. The road still has to go on.
Choice is not something everyone can have.
After gathering his mood, Su Qinian turned to the ancient road leading to Wudang Mountain, not waiting for him to reach the halfway point. The entire sky instantly became dark, and the sun, which had just reached its zenith, was shrouded in a demonic mist so thick that it seemed like it was about to drip water.
Looking back, in the direction of the Moyun Mountains, the ninety-eight cracks in the sky have not only failed to heal, but have been connected in several places, and a corner of the long river of time and space has become increasingly clear. As if it were about to manifest into the world, a shadow in the hazy river became increasingly clear, and a slightly fuzzy outline appeared.
Is it difficult for top soul figures to turn things around?
From the beginning to the end, Su Qinian felt that the Namoyun Mountains were full of weirdness. Whether it was the human burial pit, the spirit infant sacrifice, or the soul summoning platform, everything was too coincidental, as if the script had been arranged on the ancient stage in Chang'an City. , as long as the roles such as Sheng Dan, Jing Mo Chou, etc. are sung according to the opera, there will never be any big mistakes.
Wudang, Tianzhu Peak, above the Golden Summit.
In the Palace of Supreme Harmony, an old man with a thin body, white beard and hair, and a stooped back sat cross-legged on a futon and snored, with a few strands of crystal flowing from the corners of his mouth, as if he had dreamed of something.
When the demonic mist filled the air and almost spread to the entire Shiyan Prefecture, the sleeping old man yawned lazily, opened one eye, and murmured with some dissatisfaction: "What the hell!" , I couldn’t sleep well at all.”
He stood up, staggered, hit his waist and eyes with his backhand, frowned and said: "I'm old, I feel tired after sleeping for such a short time."
After saying that, he raised his eyebrows, and a strange opening silently opened in the void in front of him. He stepped in, and the crack silently healed.
On the ancient road, the demonic mist filled the scene. It didn't take more than ten breaths for the clouds to clear up and the sun appeared. The sky was clear and blue, and it was even brighter than before the demonic mist enveloped it.
Su Qinian was stunned. He looked back and saw that there was no crack in the sky above the Moyun Mountains. Except for the still shrouded layer of evil spirit that was many times thinner than before, it was as if nothing had happened before. .
"Three crazy!"
Without any warning, a roar came from the end of the world. It was louder than thunder and more frustrating than eating dog shit.
Three crazy Taoists?
Su Qinian showed a strange look. Could it be that the mysterious Destiny on top of Tianzhu Peak's golden summit was alarmed?
However, it is also conceivable that only such a character can wipe out the evil disaster so simply.
As soon as he arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain, Su Qinian received two strange looks. The two outer disciples who were guarding the mountain gate carefully looked at him with extremely curious eyes. Until he crossed the Jiejian Stone and walked onto the mountain road, there was no trace of him. Say a word.
Qingyang Peak.
It was windy and snowy in the twelfth lunar month, and even though the winter sun was warm and soft, there was no sign of melting. The air was filled with a chill that penetrated to the bones.
Perhaps because it is hard to find people, this ancient peak, which used to be prosperous in the past and whose ever-burning lanterns were always lit day and night, was actually colder than the old forest in the Wudang Mountains. After descending the Qingyang Stream and arriving in front of the Qingyang Palace, Su Qinian smelled a strong The aroma of wine.
When he walked into the palace gate, he saw Qing Yu and Qing Ye sitting in front of the Qingyang Hall without any manners. There was a blazing bonfire with a golden wild boar roasted on it. In addition, there was a half-big boy. The young man in the blue silk robe is not the quiet valley showing the peak.
The three people exchanged glasses with each other, their faces flushed, and there were several empty wine jars around them.
"Brother Jinggu, don't worry. Everything will be taken care of by our two senior brothers. I will keep all the goods on Xiaonian for you to dig out."
Qing Yu's tongue was open, and the scabbard behind his back was empty. Su Qinian looked carefully and found that the sharp sword with broken hair was being roasted on the bonfire in an unkind manner.
"Haha, little brother Jinggu, you don't know, Xiaonian, I mean the same thing. As a senior brother, you must let him teach you the sword skills, otherwise you will twist his head into his crotch, huh!"
Fatty Qingye burped from wine, and put his arms around the boy, touching his chest with one hand in embarrassment.
The boy had just turned fourteen at the end of the year and had just practiced martial arts. He was already drunk. When he saw this, he patted his chest, took out a bunch of bottles and cans, and shouted: "Brother Qingye, you're welcome, I don't have the middle-grade vitality pill. It won’t take any trouble to get a few bottles of low-grade products. There are also seven or eight Open Heaven Pills here. I will help the two elder brothers build the foundation to win, and we will succeed in no time!”
"Easy to say, easy to say!"
Qingye smiled happily and stuffed all these bottles and cans into his arms. After not seeing each other for a few days, his belly became bigger, so he added a bunch of bottles and cans. Not to mention that he would be pregnant in ten months, but he would still be pregnant in six or seven months. of.
Suddenly, the fat man felt a chill on his back and numbness in his spine. His drunkenness was suddenly reduced by three points. He turned around and saw Su Qinian standing behind him with a dark face. His eyes seemed to be looking at him inside and out. Transparent throughout.
"Junior brother Su! But you are worried about me!"
The fat man's eyes froze, and he immediately howled and rushed towards Su Qinian.
Slapping him several times, Su Qinian wiped the grease on his hands and looked at Qing Yu. However, the young Taoist priest who was still hanging his tongue seemed to have been asleep for a long time, snoring loudly. There was no reaction to Su Qinian's gaze.
The fat man took a closer look and his mouth twitched with anger. However, after Su Qinian's eyes turned around, he came over with a lick of his face, held a bottle of wine, rubbed his hands and said, "It's cold, it's cold, let's drink." Take a few bites to warm yourself up."
Su Qinian looked at him steadily, and the fat man became more and more embarrassed. However, he did not expect that the next moment, Su Qinian laughed so loudly that he bent over and shed tears.
This night, many wine bugs are destined to die.
The morning sun was rising. Under the sunlight, there were still a few wisps of smoke from the extinguished bonfire. Su Qinian opened his eyes, shook his somewhat groggy head, and looked around him again. There were fifty or sixty empty wine bottles and bottles staggering around him. earthen jar.
"Turtle Snake Technique" was running, and it seemed that even the blood was filled with the strong smell of alcohol. Su Qinian stood up, took a deep breath, and a thick white mist suddenly emitted from his body. The aroma of wine overflowed, and under the morning sun , seemed to be floating in the clouds, and Qing Yu, who had also just woken up, was a little dazed.
Then, Su Qinian began to practice swordsmanship. The long green iron sword weighing 106 kilograms was as light as nothing in his hand. He swung the sword to slash at Chaoyang, and the sword fell silently. It seemed that every sword hit the gap between the air and the sun. inside.
Qing Yu's eyes were bright. This was the first time he saw Su Qinian practicing swordsmanship. In the past, they practiced martial arts separately, and no one said much. But today, Su Qinian was so casual, and he understood that this general The sixteen-year-old junior brother has made great progress in swordsmanship.
Not long after, the fat man also woke up. He was stunned for a moment, then quickly reached out to shake the unconscious young man beside him awake.
Facing the sun, Jinggu squinted his eyes. After seeing the tall figure practicing his sword against the rising sun, he jumped up suddenly, his eyes widened and he was very excited. (I personally like this chapter of Ten Steps. Please subscribe and vote monthly. Genuine subscription is the greatest support for Ten Steps.) (To be continued.)
