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Royal Academy.
Deep in the outer courtyard, this is a seemingly quiet courtyard. The green bamboos all over the courtyard are swaying, but there is a rapid sound of piano, as if there is an ambush from all sides.
Under an old bamboo, a middle-aged man with a gentle temperament, wearing a purple robe, was sitting cross-legged. The stringless guqin on his knees was sonorous. Five-color sound waves filled the yard, and the void was torn apart like a cracked silk. A series of hideous cracks.
But no matter how dilapidated the void is, it has never harmed everything in this courtyard, nor has it spread out.
After a long time, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and the cracked void also intertwined and formed at this moment, forming a large net that enveloped the entire courtyard.
Gong Shangyu, who was dressed in purple robes, stood up, looked at the empty piano net in front of him, and finally laughed loudly.
"Gu Weiwei! I'm afraid you won't think that this time I broke through and stood up, I have glimpsed the realm of the seventh level of thunder tribulation, and even understood the realm of Wuxian. If you, the master of the Taoist Academy, want to inherit the Wudang Qingyang Peak lineage, I will naturally I want to give you a big gift!”
The Demon-Suppressing Prince's Mansion.
In such a harvest season, the Demon Suppression King's Mansion seems even more deserted, because the border of the West Sea is about to move, and the Demon Suppression King Liu Zeng'an is stationed in the far west to resist the demon clan.
In the concierge, the old butler with a goatee was sitting around warming wine with several servants. He had no airs, and the servants had no fear. There was also a chessboard on the octagonal table.
After a while, after taking a sip of warm market wine, the old housekeeper looked deeply into the depths of the palace, where the princess retreated.
"Old housekeeper..."
Some servants were about to say something but stopped, but to this day, who doesn't know that the only daughter of the Demon King, Princess Hanyang, has a special regard for the Taoist man. Although she has never said much, in the eyes of everyone, her words are enough. .
The old housekeeper smoothed his goatee, shook his head, and just looked out the window, which was the direction of Hubei Road.
Even this old housekeeper never thought that the young man he personally sent to Wudang Mountain last year would rise up in such a short period of time, stir up troubles in all directions in Chang'an City, climb the Dragon and Tiger Rankings, and become a rare figure of the younger generation. .
Now, he has experienced the trip to the Dragon Tomb and entered the taboo realm. This is the real top figure of the younger generation. If it were not for the ominous but majestic life-breaking knife he inherited, the new generation in the future would Top soul figures must have their place.
Thinking about the girl who had been extremely stubborn since she was a child, the old housekeeper felt a headache for the first time.
Only old people like them truly know what meaning these three words "Qingyang Peak" have had in the past years.
It can be said to be an anomaly in Wudang Mountain. There are not many records left in history. Many of them were destroyed by various sects and aristocratic families, and even the royal family acquiesced. Only the historians still have secret files, but it is easy to You can't show it to anyone either.
Therefore, this time Qingyang Peak is re-established, the old housekeeper also feels in a mess, and he doesn't know how many Jianghu forces will be attracted.
At this time, he couldn't figure out what the leader of Wudang, Ning Tao, was thinking. What was the purpose of announcing it to the world and making it so public?
Fortunately, the person at the Golden Summit of Tianzhu Peak and the Palace of Supreme Harmony is so powerful that he has not appeared in the world for decades. Even if he suddenly appeared in the Moyun Mountains before, the truth is unknown.
Jianghuai Road, Jinling Prefecture.
Along the Qinhuai River.
Even during the day, the flower boats on the banks of the Qinhuai River are full of music, including silk and bamboo guzheng, Yao Qin, Xiao Xue, and singing and dancing.
On the riverside, on an inconspicuous flower boat, with carved windows and fragrant fragrance, 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.
At this time, a girl in purple clothes holding a banner opened the curtain, came slowly, and sat down gently in front of the red sandalwood table.
Her eyelashes were very long, her eyes were closed, but she didn't make a wrong step, and her appearance was charming and beautiful. The two temperaments blended into one, and she said calmly: "Guardian Qin's injury should be healed."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man's originally gentle face suddenly became a little ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "There was a master who was by his side that day and was unable to make the trip. I didn't expect that this man would practice so fast and actually get involved in the taboo field. Zirou, you Speaking of cultivating voodoo, don’t you think that the voodoo has gradually torn apart the furnace and escaped from control?"
The purple-clothed girl smiled, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her pink lips shining brightly, and she said: "Zirou has never mastered the furnace, so there is no need to lose it."
The middle-aged man's expression changed slightly, and then he said in a deep voice: "Qingyang Peak has been re-established! This is something that our demon sect absolutely does not want to see, especially our Desire Demon Sect. This is our sect's former great enemy, and we must eradicate it!"
"So, on the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zirou will come to Wudang Mountain in person."
What!
The middle-aged man Protector Qin looked shocked and said: "Could it be..."
The girl in purple stood up, held a flag and stepped forward. After walking out of the flower boat, the sound came from far away.
"It's been too long and many people have forgotten it."
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Taoist temple.
Behind the Dao Ceremony Hall, there is a quiet courtyard.
The old master of the hospital showed a serious look and said: "Qingyang Peak has been re-established. That boy finally took this step, and he was a little too hasty."
"Slow down, just right."
This is the human king speaking. This young man in a white robe with hair as white as snow stands there, and he seems to be the center of the heavens, which is vaster than the heavens and the earth.
The old head of the hospital seemed to have something to say when he heard the inconsistent words of this person, but for a while it was difficult to guess what this person was thinking. He could only smile bitterly and said: "I don't have much time left, so you can't speak properly. "
However, the Human King paid no attention to what he meant, and was so angry that the old man couldn't help blowing his beard and staring.
In Wudang Mountain.
As time went by, more and more Wudang disciples noticed something strange. The air in the mountain seemed to become faintly stagnant.
This is extraordinary. Wudang has a mountain-protecting formation, a Zhenwu Seven-section Sword Formation. Not to mention the strangeness, even heretic evil spirits are noticed by the formation long before they enter the mountain, and are strangled to ashes.
But now, many people have clearly discovered that above the Qingyang Peak, the sky is clearly a bit gloomy.
The more advanced the disciples, deacons, protectors, and elders are, the more deeply they feel that this involves the fate of the unknown. Qingyang Peak's luck is strong, but it encounters such a variable. It is really difficult to predict the blessings and misfortunes.
There were also Wudang disciples who sneered. This was Wudang Mountain. They didn’t believe that on November 25th, who else would dare to act recklessly in their Wudang Mountain.
The Zhenwu Seven-section Sword Formation will show no mercy!
November 20th.
At the top of Qingyang Peak, under the setting sun, Su Qinian opened his eyes again. The aura of vicissitudes of life on his body was almost too strong to escape. Even those who had climbed to the top of the mountain in the clear night felt frightened and didn't know what had happened.
Ten days passed, and Su Qinian realized the seal of mortals and experienced ten reincarnations.
In these ten lives, he had been a border military commander, a weak Confucian scholar, an ordinary herdsman, a blacksmith in the market, a shaver, a ordained, and even fell into the devil's path and was born as a prince.
Ten reincarnations, true and false, he had some doubts about whether all the previous events were dreams or reality.
Adding up these ten lives, he may have lived for more than a thousand years. In such a long time, even the Master of Destiny has not experienced more than he did in the world of mortals.
The only regret he had was that all the mental techniques he had learned in his tenth life, the many martial arts he had practiced, and the various inheritances he had received were all forgotten after he woke up, leaving only the memories of this thousand-year world of mortals.
Fighting for life in the world of mortals, they may be wrapped in horse leather, die miserably on the streets, die at the end of their lives, or encounter misfortune.
At this time, in the Zuqiao Divine Courtyard, the seven-color light belonging to the Red Dust Seal had shrunk in size.
However, Su Qinian gave up on continuing to comprehend. After ten reincarnations, he felt that he had reached a limit. Even if he had established the Tao and given birth to a will, there were signs of being lost. If he was reincarnated again, he would probably never be able to do it again. After sinking, it takes a period of time to calm down and completely recover.
In the remaining four days, the harvest was far beyond Su Qinian's expectations.
In the past four days, the accumulated vicissitudes of life in his body had dissipated a lot, which made Qingye breathe a sigh of relief as he climbed to the top again.
November 24th, this night is destined to be sleepless.
As early as ten days ago, many handyman Taoists on Qingyang Peak began to be busy. Because there were too many fellow Taoists coming soon, the succession ceremony was held at the foot of the mountain.
But this night, the stars were dim, and the invisible haze over Qingyang Peak had accumulated to an extreme under the observation of Su Qinian's spiritual will.
Jinsuo Peak, the top of Zijin Guanghua Tower!
Jinguang Zhenren stood with his hands behind his back. He was dressed in a light gold Taoist robe, with slender eyebrows and sideburns. A whisk in his hand shone with golden light, and his eyes were as sharp as a Taoist sword.
Looking at the approaching Qingyang Peak from a distance, the master of the Golden Suo Peak, who had achieved Taoist Primordial Spirit at a young age and started saving up to survive the second thunder tribulation, had a sneer on his lips.
"How can it be so easy to overcome the calamity of heaven and man? This is just the beginning..."
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Qingyang Palace.
This night, Qingyang Peak was brightly lit.
Su Qinian walked down the peak and returned to the palace after more than ten days. Whether it was Jinggu, Li Qinghe, or even the Taoist priests, they all felt that the new peak master had a heavier aura of vicissitudes of life. In addition, there seem to be some differences, but I can't name them.
Only the veteran craftsman couldn't help but light up when he saw him for the first time. This young man became increasingly difficult for him to see through. It was enough to show that this young man had achieved something new in this short period of time. Be diligent.
At this time, Su Qinian had a thought in his mind, and his aura of vicissitudes of life became weaker and weaker until it returned to the same as before. At least those who had seen him recently would no longer notice any difference.
Seeing this, the veteran craftsman couldn't help but look a little weird, thinking that this young man might have something on his mind. (Please recommend monthly tickets. Qidian genuine subscription is the greatest support for Ten Steps! (To be continued.).
