Chapter Twenty-Seven: Good and Evil Are Hard to Judge, Incense and Fire Gods
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Baiyun Peak Outer Courtyard.
The two disciples were still guarding the door, but after a few days, looking at Su Qinian again, his eyes were no longer contemptuous and suspicious, and there were only many speculations left.
did not speak, nor did he block it, looking at Su Qinian's back as he disappeared into the door, the two disciples glanced at each other, and only sighed.
"I heard that Li Qinghe from the Xiaoyao Valley came back last night and was seriously injured, but he beheaded a four-eared demon bear. ”
"This is a terrifying demon beast that is stronger than the demon tiger and the blood-eyed lion, and in the land, except for the demon rhino and the mammoth demon elephant, it can be said that it is at the peak of the demon beast population. ”
"The general of the Wupin Border Pass who guarded Beihai back then, the only son of Li Zhen'an, the sword of the stormy waves, but unfortunately a generation of kendo masters, because of the dispute between the martial arts, lost the two towns, and tens of thousands of people were slaughtered......"
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In the depths of the outer courtyard, the aroma of herbs was strong, even a little spicy, and the little boy in his arms woke up, he opened a pair of weak eyes, stared at Su Qinian, and said, "Big brother, my illness is cured, can I practice martial arts?"
"Do you really want to practice martial arts?"
Su Qinian glanced at him, the little boy was very strong, even a little stubborn, even if the demon qi corroded the body, he did not shed a single tear for a few days, but his eyes became more and more determined.
"I want to practice martial arts, with strong martial arts, no one can hurt me, hurt my parents, and my grandparents, I will defeat them, so that they can never do evil from now on. ”
Looking at the little boy's serious gaze, Su Qinian said curiously: "Wicked people come to hurt you, as well as your relatives, since they are wicked people, why don't you kill them? ”
After a little hesitation, the little boy's voice became lower, and he muttered: "But, but they also have parents and grandparents......
Later, the little boy's voice was almost inaudible, but Su Qinian was slightly stunned, so he stroked his immature little head, took a deep breath, and said: "You are not wrong, good boy, you will definitely be able to practice martial arts, and you will become a martial arts master." ”
"Really?" said the little boy in surprise, his eyes as if they were glowing.
"Really, I promise. ”
Su Qinian nodded, his eyes were also very serious, although the truth in this world is not so simple, and there is never a boundary between good and evil, he still wants to plant this seed of light.
"You're here. ”
In the courtyard, Jingwu Daoist spoke, glanced at the little boy, and frowned: "This loss of vitality is a bit much, it seems that the medicinal power of a hundred-year-old ginseng is still lacking, but the power of the medicinal stone can only be like this, even if you change a two-hundred-year-old or three-hundred-year-old ginseng, it won't change much." ”
"Do your best, know the destiny of heaven. ”
Not far away, a Taoist man in a blue robe with a slender back turned around, looking like an ordinary person, about the age of the Mandate of Heaven, with an ordinary appearance, and slender sideburns, black as ink.
Have no bottom!
This was Su Qinian's first reaction, he had just stepped into this courtyard, and his spiritual power had not sensed another life qi here, until this person spoke, he finally found out that there was another person here.
The azure robe, according to the Wudang customization, only the first-level character of the protector can be added with the azure robe, and the identity of this person is self-evident.
From one of the seventy-two peaks of Wudang, a Dharma protector of Danzao Peak.
About Danzao Peak, Su Qinian also has some understanding, this is the holy land of Taoist alchemy in Wudang dynasties, with the medical Dan Tao as the long, and even looking at the entire territory of the Celestial Empire, it is also quite famous.
In particular, the Yin and Yang Wuji Dan from Danzao Peak, known as the Taoist Holy Pill, can help first-class people get a glimpse of the secrets of the top, attracting countless people in the rivers and lakes and martial arts to chase, that is, all the major sects, families, and even the imperial court, all have to seek, and it is often rare to find one.
Su Qinian saluted: "I have seen the Dharma Protector." ”
"The gentleman is frank and open, with a square condensation of the bright heart, the successor of "The Knife of Retirement", I believe. ”
This Danzao Peak Protector suddenly spoke, and then went directly to the little boy, and came to the center of the courtyard, there was a bucket of potion that had already been boiled, the bucket was a large bathing vat, which floated ginseng tablets, astragalus, He Shou Wu, Ganoderma lucidum, etc., many things that greatly replenished vitality, in addition to some ordinary herbs such as cat ears, and some Su Qinian did not know, it seemed to be some poisonous insects in the wilderness, colorful, and looked a little infiltrating.
Looking at the back of this protector, Su Qinian suddenly sighed a little, although he is one of the inheritors of Qingyang Peak, but he does not know much about the past of this peak, the battle five hundred years ago is a mystery, how brilliant Qingyang Peak was back then, and now it seems that it is not enough to just observe the past years in the Yuanshen world.
"Are you afraid?"
"Uncle, I'm not afraid. ”
The little boy was not afraid of life at all, he bit his lip a little pale, and took off his small clothes under the command of the protector of Danzao Peak, revealing a small body that looked a little withered, with a dull blood and a kind of earthy yellow that had stepped into the depths of the paste.
"Demons harm people, and sins are unforgivable!"
Jingwu Taoist looked at this, his eyes were cold and light, he should have had a childhood without worries, but because of his guilt, he was coveted by the demon clan, devoured the heavenly yin qi, and damaged his foundation and vitality, even if he barely saved his life, most of them would not live to be thirty years old, and it was even more impossible to practice martial arts, the roots and bones had been destroyed, and it was difficult to continue.
For a child who has just turned three, this is cruel, he did not say anything, but reached out to carry the little boy into the bath bucket filled with potion, and at the same time reached out to pat his young body according to the ancient method, relaxing the tendons and activating the acupuncture points, so as to facilitate the absorption of medicinal power.
Airplanes!
The protector from Danzao Peak made a move, he reached out with one hand, as if picking the stars and taking the moon, and in an instant gave birth to an indescribable qi, and in an instant, Su Qinian seemed to see a vast sea of stars, a big hand was more majestic than the sun and the moon, grabbed a huge star, and took it.
In the Ancestral Divine Court, the spiritual power seemed to be suppressed by an invisible force, unable to move, difficult to break out, and even the air around his body became stagnant, and Su Qinian felt a force of imprisonment.
However, this imprisoning power was not deliberately aimed at him, even so, Su Qinian could imagine that if this Dharma protector really made a move, he would most likely become meat on the chopping board, unable to move.
"This is a first-class figure in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, he has already set foot in the spiritual realm, and even has a deep attainment, in front of such a character, I can't easily perform the "Ecstasy Dafa", most of them will be detected and even recognized. ”
While Su Qinian was thinking about it, the palm of this Dharma protector grabbed a meager cloud of airflow, like a chaotic air flow, and an indescribable breath of life emanated, which was extremely rich and incomparably separated, separated by several zhang, which also made Su Qinian tremble, and even the flesh and blood were transmitted with longing and urgency.
The breath of heaven and earth!
Su Qiannian stared, this aura was somewhat similar to the mysterious power transmitted from the void when he broke through the "Ecstasy Dafa", but it was different.
Syllable!
Immediately afterwards, this mass of Heaven and Earth Origin Qi was poured into the Baihui Acupoint on the top of the little boy's head, and his complexion also recovered a little bit of redness in an instant.
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A day later.
Jiuligang, Qingshan Town.
Su Qinian said goodbye to the old man of the Hu family who was sent from afar, walked in the village, passed by the temple of the Three Crazy Gods, he saw that there were a few more high incense sticks in front of the temple, the cigarettes curled, many villagers went in and out, more were the servants of the Hu Mansion, and some incense candles and melons were moved in and given to the temple.
The incense in the temple is becoming more and more vigorous.
The heart felt something, and the spiritual power broke out of the body, but it was blocked by an invisible force in front of the temple, and it was difficult to enter it.
"The ancients said, 'There are gods three feet above the head', is it true? Or is it the manifestation of the supernatural powers of martial arts masters?"
Su Qinian groaned, and at the same time put away his spiritual power, he faintly felt that a pair of vast eyes seemed to appear in the dark, more majestic than the starry sky, and swept over him lightly.
For a moment, he felt a little uncomfortable all over his body, but as he retracted his mental power, that gaze also dissipated into nothingness.
Half an hour later, walking out of the boundary of Qingshan Town and stepping on the official road, Su Qinian's eyes became cold, and his gaze became extremely sharp.
Silently, the tip of the sword stabbed out from the barren forest beside him, and reached the place three inches in front of him with a snap of his fingers. (The first one is sent, asking for free recommendation tickets every day, and asking new book friends to join the bookshelf collection!)