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clang!
Su Qinian raised his hand and shook his fist. The Forge of Yuanshi emerged at the front of his fist, striking the black gold eyebrow-level stick hard.
This strike was like gold and iron. Su Qinian sat on the shaft of the carriage, motionless, and even Hunyuan Qi and blood floated out of the body, protecting the entire carriage. However, the black-robed evil Buddha disciples who took action were thrown upside down in the air. , falling ten feet away.
"The Qi is calm and the mind is concentrated, the movement of thoughts is like a mountain collapse, the movement of thoughts is like a collapse of a mountain, the immobility of thoughts becomes empty, and the state of a tortoise's breath."
Rumo's monk's robes were fluttering, and the young monk took a deep look at Su Qinian and then retreated.
He was very straightforward. This disciple of the evil Buddha was not sloppy at all. Su Qinian seemed calm, but in fact he was quite shocked. This disciple of the evil Buddha who inherited "The Body of the Ming King of the Three Worlds" has deepened his cultivation. In just two years, Tian, actually once again penetrated the two twelve main meridians. The other side penetrated through the dark orifice, and the physical body was leak-free to build the foundation. The inner family's true energy was powerful. In the current Su Qinian sense, it is no less than an ordinary hungry tiger. Tiaojian, a third-rate master.
He also condensed the luck of the dragon and snake by himself, and comprehended the third level of turtle breath among the five levels of meditation. Although he still has not reached the tenth level of "Turtle Snake Technique", the strength and endurance of his shots have improved by one level compared to before. Big cut.
But if the other party continues to be promoted like this, and when this evil Buddha disciple once again penetrates the fifth and sixth twelve sutras, or even becomes stronger, if he cannot go further, he will probably die in the hands of the other party.
Sitting on the shaft of the carriage, he devoted all his energy to driving the carriage. Su Qinian's mind sank into the Ancestral Aperture Divine Courtyard. It was different from the past. Now, in his Ancestral Aperture Divine Courtyard, there was a land of chaos. It was said to be chaos, but in fact it was chaos. A twisted vortex, or a hazy light, this is his spiritual power.
Last night, I understood the destiny of the dragon and snake, and observed the moment when its embryo was formed. This spiritual vortex, or more like a embryonic spiritual light, took shape.
There is a god three feet above your head. If you want to advance to the tenth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu", you must establish a god in the Zuqiao Divine Court. Gathering gods is like the common people building temples, erecting tablets, and sculpting golden statues of gods.
But how can a human body of flesh and blood establish the status of a god in the divine court? Gathering gods, which great god do you want to establish?
Even though the fledgling Qi Luck Dragon and Snake is now able to think quickly and have insights and epiphanies more easily than ever before, Su Qinian does not dare to be careless here. How to advance to the tenth level? It is not recorded in the historical records of Wudang, and there is not even a single word left in the entire history of martial arts. But it is undeniable that as long as one can reach the tenth level of a rare top-level foundation-building skill like "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu", one can leave one's name in the annals of history, and there will be a historian to write a biography, which shows its extraordinary significance. .
Whether to establish the gods in the heavens, to use oneself as a god to shape the true self, or something else, all need to be carefully thought out and considered.
Jinling Prefecture, beside the Qinhuai River.
Even during the day. The flower boats on the banks of the Qinhuai River are also full of music, with silk and bamboo guzheng, Yao Qin, Xiao and harp playing, and the singing and dancing are captivating.
But today. Many literati who had not returned home from the night walked out of the flower boat and stared with wide eyes at the people dressed in purple slowly walking along the shore.
The dark green hair is slightly rippling, this is a beautiful girl, almost youthful, with a graceful figure. Her legs are long and slender, and she just walks slowly, as if she has exhausted all the spiritual energy of the world. Her vagina is full, her nose is like jade, her skin is like cream, and her eyelashes are very long. The only thing that is regrettable is that the girl is holding a flag and gently leaning on it. Land, groping forward.
"I am so jealous of the beauty that she is blind."
"It's a pity, but it would be good to tell your fortune."
On the shore, a few feet away from the purple-clothed girl, several scholar-looking young men waved folding fans, wore jade pendants hanging from their waists, and wore satin boots. They followed with lustful eyes, looking at the girl's swaying waist from time to time.
"This gentleman, this is right here. Be careful when you get on the boat."
In front of an inconspicuous flower boat that docked, there was a girl who looked like a maid to greet her. The girl in purple boarded the boat. Several young people behind her immediately followed, but they were stopped by two guards.
"Why, are there any flower boats that don't accept passengers? We have money!"
An ingot of snowy silver weighing five taels was taken out. Not far away, a maid came forward and said with a smile: "Young masters, please don't argue. Everyone who comes is a guest. Let's go."
The guards stepped aside, and the young men looked at each other and smiled, then stepped onto the flower boat. Looking at the backs of several people turning into the cabin, a sneer appeared on the lips of the guards blocking the way at the front of the boat.
In the flower boat.
A maid led the way, and the girl in purple walked into the cabin. On the carved window edges, a middle-aged man was sitting in front of a red sandalwood table making tea.
Under the sun, the middle-aged man is handsome and plump, with a face like a crown jade and long sideburns as warm as jet jade.
The maid who led the way didn't dare to look at the middle-aged man at all, but she was still breathing a little fast and her face was flushed. However, the girl in purple showed a smile and said: "You should step aside first."
"Yes, sir."
The maid who led the way quickly bowed her head and exited the cabin as if she had been granted amnesty.
The girl in purple put down the flag in her hand and sat down gently in front of the red sandalwood table. Her eyelashes were very long and her eyes were closed, but she did not make a wrong step. She said calmly: "Guardian Qin, your "Heart Sutra of the Demon of Desire" is even better. Lou, it's great to congratulate you, but these maids are all pitiful people, and the sect also needs some people who can work hard, and it's not good to make people's hearts cold."
Hearing this, a smile appeared on the corner of the middle-aged man's mouth, which seemed to be gentler than the sun. He said softly: "Zirou, you are ruthless but affectionate. Close your eyes to see the world. I am looking forward to you opening it again. "The Book of Desire" What level of heaven will you reach?"
"Zirou is also looking forward to that day."
The girl in purple has a soft tone. Her appearance is charming and beautiful. The two temperaments blend together, but there is no difference at all. They are integrated. Even with the cultivation state of mind of the middle-aged man Qin Hufa, he can't help but feel swaying, but his cultivation is profound. It returned to its original state in an instant.
"But Protector Qin, do you really want to take action?" The purple-clothed girl spoke again, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her lips parted slightly, her pink light shining, "I haven't succeeded in cultivating the voodoo, so I'm afraid there won't be any benefit in killing the voodoo now."
The middle-aged man shook his head. The Protector Qin also showed a somewhat solemn look at this time and said: "I originally thought that the Qingyang Peak lineage had been severed, but I didn't expect that the Supreme Elder Niubi still had a backup plan. This generation of "Life-breaking Knife" The birth of a successor is no small matter. In that battle, the sect master had two scars, one from a sword and one from a sword. One sword burned his body, the other killed his life. Even the true spirit in the long river of time and space was wiped out. Although cultivating Gu has infinite benefits, there are also endless benefits. We must not repeat the same mistakes in the future, this is the intention of the sect master.”
"The "Life-breaking Knife"? It's just a top-notch sword technique, but it actually involves a trace of destiny. It's not afraid of the fate of heaven. It may be able to withstand it." The girl in purple murmured.
The middle-aged Protector Qin made tea, divided the tea, drank a cup and then stood up. There was a smile on his lips, but his eyes shone with a cold light.
"A calamity from heaven? I am a calamity."
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Yangzhou City.
After the fireworks in March, after the Qingming Festival, the weeping willows by the Slender West Lake have also sprouted new branches. The green willow leaves move with the wind. The breeze blows on the face, and there is a sense of spring in the vegetation.
The waiter took the reins of the carriage and settled down in the inn that night.
In the guest room, the little girl didn't want to lie down in front of the table, twisting her body from time to time, feeling very uncomfortable. The dense cloud-patterned iron inner armor under her clothes was too heavy for an eight-year-old girl.
But soon, her eyes fell on the bed. Su Qinian was sitting cross-legged. Opposite her, her grandfather's increasingly plump body was also sitting cross-legged, but he was not breathing. His head was drooped and there was no movement at all.
Although she is still young, the little girl firmly believes that her grandfather is still alive. How can anyone who has been dead for ten days and a half not still smell rotten? His muscles are even fuller and his hair is several inches longer.
Of course the little girl didn't know that this was Su Qinian activating the Qi of the Origin of Heaven and Earth every day to cleanse the old man's body, nourish his body, and maintain his vitality. Otherwise, even if the old man returns to his soul, he may not be able to survive even a moment and a half, and his body and soul will be destroyed.
On the bed.
After calming down and entering the state of turtle breath, Su Qinian mobilized his spiritual power and began to pour it into the old man's ancestral orifice divine court.
However, this time, Su Qinian saw something different.
At the edge of the originally dark and lonely divine court, the old man could vaguely see a sky, with rolling black clouds and violent waves hitting the sky, as if he was on the boundless and vast sea.
That is……
Su Qinian was startled when he saw a shirtless old man standing on the waves, holding a hammer and covered in bruises, standing on the waves, looking up to the sky.
Black clouds rolled, and there was silver lightning like a dragon, bright and sharp, tearing through the vacuum.
Leaving the soul and melting into the sky!
When Su Qinian thought about it, he had a clear understanding, that is the place where heaven merges, between heaven and earth.
However, it is difficult to imagine how the place where the old man's soul passed through the tribulation could be connected to and manifested in the divine court of his own ancestral aperture.
A large amount of spiritual power was passing away. Today, Su Qinian could capture it. The place where its passing disappeared was really the edge of the divine court, the place where the sky merged.
The next moment, with a thought in Su Qinian's mind, his consciousness followed his mental power, and in an instant he seemed to have crossed infinity and entered a vast and oppressive world.
The mental power condensed into the divine form, and Su Qinian's figure appeared. He stood on the waves, and he suddenly had the illusion of being precarious.
It's so depressing. Even if it's just my mental consciousness, I feel like my breathing is stagnant, especially above my head. Before, I couldn't hear a sound from a distance, but now it's thunderous and deafening, even if it's the deep and deep sound practiced in the fourth level of "****" His mental strength was almost shaken away.
Only then did Su Qinian understand the old man's hardship, but soon he came back to his senses and was secretly shocked. How did the old man survive for so many days, but he still didn't lose his soul and die under the disaster?
Um?
At this time, the bruised old man turned around holding a black hammer.
It was so dazzling that in an instant, Su Qinian felt his whole body tremble, almost being penetrated by this gaze. (Please give me a monthly ticket. Everyone come to Qidian.com to support genuine subscriptions. Sigh, I wrote for 4 hours at night. The clues need to be laid out.) (Recommend a book "The World of Zhenwu": Introduction: This is a magnificent and unknown Zhenwu World. World, this is the legend of an ordinary boy becoming a powerful man. Needless to say, the cow in the cocoon.) (To be continued.)
