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The next morning, at the top of Qingyang Peak.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The two long knives collided in the void. There was no grand momentum, and there was not much strong energy and blood. Su Qinian's knife was sometimes strong, sometimes delicate, and sometimes unpredictable, like a sword, like a whip, like a spear, like a spear. halberd.
The young Taoist priest's long sword is sharp and can cut through the air silently. His sword technique is very simple and has no unnecessary changes. It is just a basic sword technique, but often with just one sword, it can easily break through the changes of Su Qinian's sword moves, forcing him to change in the middle. trick.
Half an hour later, the two exchanged twenty-three blows and stood up with their swords put away at the same time. The young Taoist priest's breath was calm and his expression remained unchanged, while Su Qinian's breathing was slightly disordered and his mental energy was consumed a lot.
At this point, he truly understood that compared with the young Taoist priest, his foundation was too poor. Neither of them used any energy and blood, and only used pure moves to fight, and they did not expect to judge.
But at this moment, the young Taoist priest nodded slightly and said: "A third-rate sword technique "Bibo Five Cuts", four inferior sword techniques, inferior sword techniques, spear techniques, halberd techniques, whip techniques, ax techniques, and spear techniques. Each method is different, and you can understand it faster than I thought."
The quick realization means that the foundation is shallower than imagined, otherwise the water will overflow and it will be difficult to realize. Su Qinian took a deep breath and turned around to go down the mountain.
On the second day, Su Qinian mastered one third-rate sword technique, five unqualified sword techniques, one each of hook, fork, mace, finger, stick, palm, and razor techniques. At sunrise, at the top of Qingyang Peak, he received thirty-six sword blows from a young Taoist priest. His sword skills were much smoother than before, but he was still often cut off and returned without success.
On the third day, in one breath, Su Qinian mastered one third-rate sword technique and seven inferior sword techniques. There are nine unrivaled methods: the sword method, the hammer method, the kick method, the crutch method, and the boxing method.
On the fourth day, Chen time.
The two long knives made no sound, the sword's light was not visible, and the air had no ripples. Su Qinian fought with the young Taoist priest. The two kept changing their moves, but strangely, even after dozens of knives passed, their blades never collided.
Forty-nine knives! Sixty-four knives! Eighty knives!
The eighty-first knife!
clang!
The collision of the blades sounded like a bell. Su Qinian retreated several feet, and raised the long green iron sword. His blood surged, and he finally subdued it, and the sword sank into the rock in front of him.
"Go." The young Taoist priest turned around and looked at the rising and falling sea of clouds outside the cliff, and became taciturn again.
Sheathing the sword, Su Qinian pondered for a moment, then bowed towards the back of the young Taoist priest. The young Taoist priest didn't seem to notice, and Su Qinian didn't take it seriously either. Get up and go down the mountain.
This day is the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.
It wasn't until Su Qinian's back disappeared into the thick mountain mist that the young Taoist priest slowly turned around. A hint of sigh finally appeared in his eyes. Above the four realms of martial arts, there is a fifth realm, which transcends trance and attains the marrow. This is the realm of Tao. For martial arts of third-rate or higher level, Tao realm is the true meaning. To understand the true meaning, the first four realms can be achieved naturally, but if there is no seed of true meaning, you need to proceed step by step. The state of Tao is difficult to understand, and it has been this way since ancient times.
He originally thought that only three days would be enough for this young man to reach the fourth level of basic swordsmanship. Precisely because it was the foundation, it was more difficult to understand the true meaning of the truth in the ordinary. But he didn't expect that when three days passed, this young man would faintly touch the threshold of the Tao realm, or in other words, he had already half-stepped into it.
In the eyes of a young Taoist priest, comprehending the true meaning of basic fists, kicks, and weapons, and understanding the realm of Taoism, is no easier than comprehending a second-rate martial arts that has lost its true meaning. It is even more difficult in the ordinary.
"It's a pity that I only caught eighty knives. If I catch the 81st knives, I will steadily enter the fifth realm."
The young Taoist priest murmured, but he also knew that it was impossible. The difference between a knife and a knife was a world of difference. It might be a sudden enlightenment, but it might be a few days, a few months, a few years, or even a lifetime.
As soon as they got off the mountain, Su Qinian met a fat man who was covered in earthy smell and seemed to have rolled three times in the swamp. The fat man looked unhappy and almost burst into tears when he saw Su Qinian, so he rushed towards him.
The corner of his mouth twitched. Su Qinian was not polite at all. He stepped aside and put his foot on the fat man's butt, which was like a ball. He flew several feet away and landed in front of the Qingyang Palace. When he looked up, he saw Qing Yu walked up not far away, his Taoist robe was messy and full of sword cuts, as if he had been delayed by someone. However, these cuts were all slight, but they had not scratched the snow-white lining inside. To this day, Su Qinian Looking again, I can only sigh at the skill of the sword wielder. Sure enough, none of the three young Taoist priests is an economical lamp.
The fat man stood up again, the three of them looked at each other and laughed loudly.
"Let's go make some Laba porridge!" the fat man shouted.
"Do you have rice?" Qingyu sneered and glanced at him.
The fat man scratched his head and seemed to remember that the three meals of demon bear broth they had every day were from the service room on credit.
In front of Qingyang Spring, the sword seals between the three people's eyebrows bloomed with green light. The world of Yuanshen faded, and they returned to Qingyang Peak, which was depressed and dilapidated five hundred years later.
When the three of them arrived in front of the Qingyang Hall, they saw a blazing bonfire with an earthen pot placed on it. The aroma of rice was rich, mixed with the aroma of peanuts, barley, black rice, and lotus seeds.
It's the Jinggu with Xianding Peak, cooking porridge in front of Qingyang Hall.
"Today Laba, why don't you stay at Xianding Peak and come to our place?" the fat man said in surprise.
"What's there to do on the peak? I've seen enough of those people and faces every year. All the rules are so big that I don't feel comfortable at all. Why don't I come to your place to celebrate the festival? How about it? I know most of you Martial arts training is hard and I don’t have time to make this time-consuming Laba porridge. I made it last night and it seems to be just right now. I also have four jars of aged Huadiao porridge. I soaked the wolfberry and warmed them all."
"Huadiao!"
The fat man exclaimed and his eyes lit up. This old rice wine soaked in wolfberry is the best for dispelling the cold and warming the stomach in the cold winter months. It also has enough stamina. The fat man has always liked this one.
However, Su Qinian and Qing Yu looked at each other. Even this stubborn young man knew that they worked hard to practice martial arts. It seemed that there were not a few people staring at them at Qingyang Peak at these times.
They didn't take it too seriously. As the morning sun rose, the four of them gathered around the bonfire and drank Huadiao.
The five kilogram jars are for each person. As his cultivation skills deepen, his body's divine treasure gradually opens up, and Su Qinian's drinking capacity also increases. As soon as this person relaxes, he will always have distracting thoughts of one kind or another. In Su Qinian's case, To a certain extent, no matter how good the Huadiao rice wine was, it only made the Qi and blood in his body a little hotter, but his heart became heavier and heavier.
Because there is an emotion in this world that does not distinguish between men and women, old or young, spring, summer, autumn and winter, day or night, and Laba is more abundant at this time, it is called care.
As he drank heavily, Su Qinian thought of his elder brother Su Qiming. Once he had lost all his fame as a scholar, he was assigned to Beihai. It was the cannon fodder battalion that always took the lead when charging into battle to defend against the Beihai Monster Clan. However, the frontier was bitterly cold, the coast was frozen, the breath turned into ice, and many soldiers were frozen to death. Although the supply from the Celestial Empire was endless, it could not withstand the huge number of monsters and horses crushing them day and night.
There are also parents in the sky jail. The two elders have been in the prison without seeing the light of day for almost three months.
Su Qinian drank the last two kilograms of wine in one breath. He was feeling hot all over. He finally took a few deep breaths and calmed down. However, the calmer his eyes were, the more intense the fire in his heart was. His eyebrows were beating, and he had been suppressed for several days. At this moment, he finally began to be unable to hold back his spiritual power, and directly stirred up his energy and blood, trying to stimulate it to rush through the orifices.
After hastily drinking a bowl of Laba porridge, Su Qinian got up and walked into Qingyang Hall.
Qing Yu and the others put down the wine jar and looked at each other. To this day, they also roughly know Su Qinian's origins. As the second son, he was born alone in Wudang. Compared with the three of them, the things they need to carry are too heavy. .
In Qingyang Hall.
Su Qinian sat cross-legged and slowly released the restraint on his mental power. Suddenly, a wisp of almost chaotic energy and blood surged up under the influence of his mental power, following the third level of "****" The determined star position rushed towards the first star orifice.
There was no obstacle at all. The power contained in this seemingly thin strand of Qi and blood was huge and overwhelming. The first star orifice belonging to the third level of "****" was boldly penetrated.
Taking advantage of this bamboo-breaking force, another stream of energy and blood was aroused, and the two impure Hunyuan energy and blood merged into one, like a chaotic arrow, directly piercing the second star orifice and passing through.
In an instant, the four star orifices belonging to the third level of "****", where the third star position is located, were half opened.
Su Qinian is also a little frightened about the Hunyuan Qi and blood that has not yet been tempered. Now it has only been tempered 44%. When the Qi and blood of the origin of heaven and earth are completely tempered, what kind of power will it have? , it is really difficult to estimate.
The third star orifice was a little difficult, but it didn't take long to penetrate again. Until the last star orifice of this third star, Su Qinian activated the energy and blood all over his body, and in the mysterious sea of stars in Shenting, a fiery red horse The Pegasus tore the void apart, but compared to before, the Pegasus' entire body had patches of golden-red scales. Its four hooves also became stronger and stronger, and also developed red-gold scales.
The sky is flying, the tail of the sky is a ball of light, and it seems that it is still in the process of transformation.
boom!
Su Qinian's whole body was shaken. He used all his energy and blood to penetrate all the star positions set by the third level "****" in one breath, including all four star orifices.
His mental power increased by one level, and from the depths of the void, a strong stream of cool air descended. It seemed like a clear spring, submerging into his ancestral aperture divine court. It was absorbed and swallowed by his mental power, and the stagnant air flowed down. The mental power seemed to be reborn, breaking away from the shackles, and began to skyrocket.
One percent! Thirty percent! Eighty percent! Double!
Su Qinian's eyes were filled with sparkling light, and his spiritual power grew so fast that it began to leak out, and there were faint signs of manifesting into the world. (Please subscribe, please give me a monthly ticket. Genuine subscription is the greatest support for Shibu. Shibu urges everyone to come to Qidian Chinese website to subscribe to Chunyang.) (To be continued.)
