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Inside the Qingyang Palace.
The fat man stood in front of the main hall, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Martial arts training is a personal matter, and what I choose is what I really want," the young man Jinggu said without giving up, "I don't like swords, I only love swords, even if "The Great Revealed Wuding Sword" is now available I don’t care if you give me all your money, I don’t seek to realize the Tao Yuan Shen, I only seek to have an unobstructed mind and be happy and happy.”
"How can you be happy and happy?" The middle-aged deacon from Xianding Peak showed an unhappy look, and then scolded, "The road to martial arts training is full of bumps and thorns, how can you have a happy heart? Junior brother, you are gifted and have excellent understanding. You don't seek enlightenment when practicing martial arts. Yuanshen, slaying demons and demons, what's the use of this body of force? Junior brother, you seem to be going astray. Without the Wind, Frost and Snow Sword, how can there be a ten-mile plum fragrance!"
Jinggu remained unmoved at all and said: "It is necessary to practice martial arts and seek enlightenment. Killing demons and demons is naturally my rightful path and my duty, but..."
After pondering for a moment, Jing Gu said solemnly, "Don't take it from the sword, only ask for it from the sword!"
"Nonsense!"
The middle-aged deacon finally showed a trace of anger and shouted: "What do you know! I can tell you that more than 770 years ago, there was a line of peak masters in Qingyang Peak who did not practice the Qingyang Sword. The "Xiu Ming Knife" was in his hand to obey the destiny, and he used it to get involved in the power of destiny. Even when he was sitting on Wudang Mountain, he suddenly slashed out a knife, and the light of the knife spanned three thousand miles, and the people hidden in Zhuxi County in the state were about to die. A North Sea Demon King was chopped to pieces and his soul was scattered, but at that time, he still had not yet attained the Tao of Soul."
"What!"
Jinggu shouted low, he knew everything about Qingyangfeng. This was recorded in the local chronicles of Shiyan Prefecture, and was also recorded in Wudang Historical Records. However, Jinggu did not expect that there was such a secret. The original generation of Qingyangfengfeng The real master has never realized the Taoist spirit.
Never proven. Just three thousand miles away, killing the demon king with one sword, what kind of swordsmanship this is, Jinggu can't imagine. Immediately, infinite fascination arose in my heart.
"Don't be envious. Do you know that the master of Qingyang Peak lived for how many years? Forty-nine years!" The middle-aged deacon glared at him and said. "There are only forty-nine years. You must know that as long as you step into the second-rate realm, where dragons and tigers gather, and get a glimpse of immortality for the first time, you can live to be a hundred years old, enter the first-rate realm, blend inside and outside the world, and add fifty years to your life. Needless to say, proving the Tao Yuan Shen. Ranked at the top, martial arts masters, at least add another hundred years to their lifespan. At that time, although the master of Qingyang Peak of that generation had not yet proven the Dao Yuan Shen, he was also a first-class Hunyuan realm big shot, but he still failed Needless to say, none of the descendants of the "Life-breaking Knife" in the past dynasties have ever lived past the age of forty-nine, according to records!"
this……
Jinggu was stunned. I didn't expect to learn such a secret. No one in the history of "Life-breaking Knife" could live beyond the age of forty-nine. This is simply...
But he was just stunned. Still shaking his head, he said: "Brother, I am not young anymore. I have my own ideas and decisions. You think I am young and frivolous or stubborn. Even if I don't practice the "Life-breaking Knife", I will not change my original intention in this life. Don’t take it for the sake of the sword.”
"You! You! You!" the middle-aged deacon laughed angrily, "You have only lived for more than ten years. How much experience do you have in this life? What kind of life have you experienced? The roads traveled by predecessors are much better than yours." You still eat a lot of rice, will your brothers harm you? They all want you to achieve something, so don’t think about the Peak Master and the others. The other real Peak Masters also have heirs. Although there are outstanding ones, although they are not as good as Gantian Yijian, they are I also relied on myself to become a disciple of Palm Peak before the age of twenty-five. If you continue to degenerate like this, little junior brother, not only to become a disciple of Palm Peak, but also to comprehend the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu", I am afraid it will be very difficult. Practicing martial arts is not something else. , you cannot act willfully."
In front of Qingyang Hall.
Hearing this, the fat man's face became more and more ugly, and he finally couldn't help but said: "Deacon, although my Qingyang Peak lineage has been inherited for the first time, it is not just the "Life-breaking Knife" martial arts."
"Shut up!"
The middle-aged deacon shouted loudly, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, he was a third-rate minor, and his cultivation aura was blooming.
Kick! Kick! Kick!
Even though the fat man had reached the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu", he still couldn't bear it. He took three steps back before barely being able to stabilize his body.
"With just the three of you, Qingyang Peak, what can you accomplish? To think that a peak and a lineage can be supported by just one or two people is a joke! The inheritance of a sect is not just about cultivation. Don't think that this deacon doesn't know your intentions. Junior Brother Jinggu As for my identity, you have already understood that my power of showing off to the top is not easy to borrow. With just three or two big cats and kittens on your Qingyang Peak, you are willing to mislead others, and you are not afraid of making people laugh!"
The middle-aged deacon sneered again and again, and spoke mercilessly: "Apart from the "Life-breaking Knife", do you want to talk about "Ze Lei Palm", "Qingguang Demon Slayer Sword", "Qingyun Ladder", "Qingyang Sword" ? Is it possible that the martial arts inheritance of my Xian Ding Peak is weaker than your Qingyang Peak lineage? Just talking about the "Da Xian Wu Ding Sword", even among the top martial arts, it is rarely matched, and it directly points to the position of Pure Yang."
"Senior Brother Jiang!" Jing Gu shouted.
"I'm not talented, Qingyang Peak disciple Qingye asks for advice!"
After a slight silence, the fat man took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
"Are you asking me for advice?" The middle-aged deacon said disdainfully, as if he had seen a joke, "With your mere cultivation of the eighth level of "Turtle and Snake Technique", even Su Qinian, who is at the ninth level of "Turtle and Snake Technique" "Gong", even if you penetrate all the dark orifices and dare to stand in front of this deacon, the result will be the same. It seems that the respect of some outer courtyard disciples these days has made you lost. You can't recognize how much you weigh. Jing Gu, Senior brother can tell you for sure that if you stay on Qingyang Peak, not only will it be difficult for you to achieve anything, but you will also be dragged down. I asked you why your temper is becoming more and more stubborn. It turns out that you are bewitched by these people."
"ginger……"
"Shizuya, shut up! No need to say more!"
The fat man suddenly shouted and stopped Jinggu's voice. His eyes were serious and solemn, something Jinggu had never seen before.
The young man gritted his teeth, not knowing what to say or how to act.
The next moment, the fat man's eyes were serious, he raised one of his palms, and his whole aura was completely different.
Buzz!
The air twisted, and behind the fat man, a flaming red pegasus stepped forward and descended into the world.
Qi light as red as clouds floated out from the palm of his hand, twisting and surging, like wisps of blood-colored lightning, and an extremely suppressed Qi rising up.
"Hey, it's interesting. The true meaning is like Lei Yin Daze. It seems that the "Ze Lei Palm" is good," the middle-aged deacon raised his eyebrows and said, "But it's a pity that you haven't established the foundation yet, and you only have this little blood." , what can I do if I have inherited this first-class palm technique? It can exert some great power, but it is nothing more than a moon in the water."
After the middle-aged deacon finished speaking, the fat man took action. He stepped on the Bagua direction and used mysterious footwork. In just one step, he crossed several feet in an incredible direction and reached diagonally above the middle-aged deacon.
boom!
He pressed down with his palm, and the air was twisted and torn apart. It was accompanied by the sound of thunder, which had a soul-stirring smell.
When this palm fell in the eyes of the middle-aged deacon, it seemed as if it had turned into a vast sea of clouds, with thunder and lightning hidden in it. One day, summer rain, snow, and winter thunder shook the sky.
"Although the palm technique is good, it is only superficial. It is a joke to try to shake this deacon with this spiritual truth!"
The middle-aged deacon scolded coldly: "See my Xian Dingfeng's Dingshen Sword!"
"careful!"
Jinggu's expression suddenly changed. This "Ding Shen Sword" is a second-rate superior swordsmanship from Xian Dingfeng. Although it is only second-rate, it is extremely consistent with Taoist internal skills. The so-called "Ding Shen Sword" is the best way to resist the crushing of true intentions. Pressure, although this Senior Brother Jiang has poor talent and understanding, and has only entered the third-rate realm in recent years, but with this "Ding Shen Sword", he is an ordinary second-rate master who has just begun to set foot in the spiritual field. With martial arts alone, To be honest, even if he performs ordinary first-class martial arts, it is difficult to shake his spirit.
Clang!
The sword light rose, and the pure white sword light condensed into substance. The sword tip was sharp and full of sword energy, which was nearly seven inches long.
In an instant, from the sword light, the fat man seemed to see a majestic mountain peak, which remained unshakable despite the fierce wind and remained unchanged for thousands of years.
That is Xianding Peak.
The so-called "Dingshen Sword" was created and performed by the senior sages of Xiandingfeng after they understood the mountains of Xiandingfeng and finally understood the essence of Taoism.
One sword can calm the mind, and show one's determination to become the peak!
This sword contains the aura of one peak and one vein, and the true meaning that remains unchanged for endless years. With the sharp edge of the sword, all thunderous swamps are cut open, and all kinds of strange phenomena disappear.
puff!
Blood spattered, and the fat man staggered back, retreating six feet away before finally stopping. He turned his right hand over, and there was a sword mark, which was deep enough to see the bone, and blood gushes out.
Obviously, this deacon Xian Dingfeng was merciful, otherwise his palm would not be intact with such a sword blow.
The fat man gritted his teeth and felt deeply powerless. His cultivation years were too short and he had not yet established a foundation, but there was everything in this world, the only thing that was not there was if.
The middle-aged deacon looked at him and sneered: "Qingyangfeng's Thunder Palm is nothing more than..."
Before he could finish his words, he stopped abruptly. The muscles all over his body were tense, the hair on his back stood up, and the tip of his nose was sweating. He felt an unprecedented crisis.
"Who said that Xian Dingfeng's martial arts is better than Qingyang's Zelei Palm!"
There was a voice, not very high, but there was a majestic and upright air that seemed to ring in everyone's ears and spread throughout the Qingyang Palace in an instant.
Huo Di turned around, and the middle-aged deacon saw a young man in dark green robes thirty feet away, carrying a sword and stepping into the Qingyang Palace.
"Su Qinian!" The middle-aged deacon said attentively, word by word. (Please give me a monthly ticket. Everyone come to Qidian.com to support genuine subscriptions. In fact, what I want to say is "Who said that the Xingxiu sect's martial arts is better than the Eighteen Palms of the Beggar Clan to Subdue the Dragon.", rub it, it's not a big scene, I will design an update next time A powerful plot.) (To be continued.)
