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At the foot of Wudang Mountain, in winter, the white fog is like ice, and the cold is piercing.

In the pavilion next to the sword solving stone, two young Taoist priests rubbed their hands, looking at the ice cubes hanging under the cornices like knives and swords, and the thick arms of their arms, one of them couldn't help but complain: "This ghost weather, it's really fucking cold in winter this year, and I don't know if there will be demon beasts, so I should let the group of death row prisoners in Xiaoyao Valley come to guard the mountain gate, and they deserve to freeze to death!"

Another Taoist priest glanced at him and sneered: "Look at your guts, at the foot of my Wudang Mountain, not to mention demon beasts, even if it is a demon clan, as long as you dare to appear, you will immediately be strangled by the Zhenwu Seven Sword Array, and your soul will be scattered. ”

The complaining young Taoist priest suddenly blushed when he heard this, and soon couldn't help but sigh: "Li Qinghe of Xiaoyao Valley is only eighteen years old, and he has cultivated my Wudang Foundation's "Turtle and Snake Gong" to the seventh layer, and he can already try to open up the dantian, give birth to the true qi of the inner family, and get rid of the guilt, but I heard that this person is quite angry, and yesterday he received the demon killing order from Xiaoyao Valley, so he had to kill a demon beast and come back, enter the outer courtyard, so as to get the mental formula of the eighth to tenth layers of the "Turtle and Snake Gong" in advance. ”

"Yes, the really heinous death row prisoners have already been executed, and most of the people who can come to my Wudang are young children and teenagers who have been implicated...... Hey, the first prisoner car after the beginning of winter is here!"

The two Taoist priests immediately refreshed their minds, tidied up their robes, smoothed out their wrinkles, stepped out of the pavilion in a few steps, stood in front of the sword solving stone, and stared into the distance.

The white mist was hazy, the wheels of the car were turning, the mountain road was rugged, the prisoner car was bumpy, creaking, Su Qinian opened his tired eyes, only felt sore, he looked into the distance, there were green mountains and hidden fog, especially a mountain peak is majestic, shaped like a pillar of heaven, the momentum is majestic, and it is driven into the nine heavens.

This is Tianzhu Peak, has it finally arrived at Wudang Mountain?

"Second son Su, the old slave will be sent to this step. ”

A voice sounded, Su Qiannian turned his head, struggled to get up, and looked at a thin old man with a goatee and gentle eyes next to the prisoner car.

"Old gentleman, please go back, thank you for escorting me all the way, Su Qiannian remembered it in his heart. ”

Su Qinian clenched his fists, unaware of the tight iron chains in his hands, even though the slender and sturdy fine iron chains had sunk into the flesh and pulled out narrow blood marks.

Looking at the fifteen-year-old boy in the prisoner car in front of him, even if he was bound by iron chains, he had to stubbornly salute, the old man sighed in his heart, and said again: "Second Prince Su doesn't have to be polite, there are still five years, Wudang is a big faction in the Heavenly Empire, Taijiquan sword is famous all over the world, this generation of three crazy Taoist people are more Heavenly Mandate Grandmasters, the world admires, as long as Su Er Gongzi learns martial arts with his heart, he may not be able to inherit the truth, preach the Tao Yuanshen, and save the sky in the coming year, and it is impossible to say that the saint will take back his life." ”

Su Qinian was silent, the old man turned his horse's head and paused: "The second son has something to bring to the county lord." ”

His eyes were slightly stunned, and Su Qinian sensed the familiar qi in his heart, which was the heart of one-third of their time beating, echoing each other, even if they were far away.

After a few breaths, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he said solemnly: "Thank you." ”

The old man gave him a deep look, and at last let go of the reins, and soon the sound of the horse's hoofs faded away.

After half a burnt incense, in front of the sword stone, two Taoist priests took the documents of the Criminal Department, read them carefully, and waited until the escorted more than ten criminal department officers left, then they glanced at Su Qinian up and down, and one of them said coldly: " Su Wangsheng, who is only the editor of the eight-rank arsenal, dares to collude with the top figures of the Demon Gate and steal the true martial arts of the Three Demon Dao collected by the royal family, or does he rely on the eldest son of the Royal Academy to scatter his fame and fame, and send the Beihai border to fill the army to resist the deep sea demon clan, so as to postpone the beheading for five years, the second son of the Su family, it seems that it is you, tsk, you can actually get the words of the county lord of Hanyang as a guarantee, relying on a woman?

"Keep up, into the Valley of Escape!"

Without waiting for Su Qinian's explanation, the two Taoist priests turned around, crossed the sword solving stone, and walked along a mountain road.

Su Qinian looked at the iron chains weighing more than 20 catties that were still locked on his body, and also understood that it was the two Taoist priests who deliberately embarrassed him, the three gates of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism and the Demon Gate have always been not harmonious, in the territory of the Celestial Empire, although the royal family does not hate the Demon Gate as the great enemy of the human race, but it is also secondary, so colluding with the Demon Gate is also taboo and a felony in the Celestial Empire.

In fact, only Wudang Taiji is harmonious and has such energy, and before, the Criminal Department had already reached the Wuyue Sword Sect, Shaolin, Vulture Palace, Emei, Quanzhen Sect and other major sects of the Zhenguo, but they were all politely refused.

Bang dang!

Su Qiannian moved his steps, struggling to keep up with the backs of the two young Taoist priests.

Well?

Just when he crossed the world-famous sword stone in Wudang, Su Qinian's pupils condensed slightly, and he clearly saw that behind the sword stone, there was a long knife obliquely inserted, this long knife was full of rust, there was no sword and sword, and when it crossed the handle, it was half of the Xuanwu body, surrounded by turtles and snakes, extending out of the blade about four feet long.

The long knife was dim, and even most of the blade was covered with moss, so it stood in the shadows with its back to the sword unraveling stone.

Until the corner of the mountain road, Su Qinian took one last look at the long knife, the mountain wind slaughtered, and under the sword stone, there seemed to be an endless depression.

......

Runaway Valley.

This is a big canyon located in the deep mountains of Wudang, there are rocks and rocks, there are clear springs and waterfalls, a blue lake swallows the sun and the moon, and on the shore, there are more than 100 thatched houses scattered around.

"Uncle Jingdu, this is a document of the Criminal Department, and the felony Su Qiannian brought it. ”

The two Taoist priests brought Su Qinian to the only bamboo building on the shore, and there was already a middle-aged Taoist priest standing there, some beards, dark faces, especially a pair of tiger eyes, like a real tiger in the mountains, where he passed, majesty and evil coexisted.

Different from the gray Taoist robes worn by the two young Taoist priests, this middle-aged Taoist priest was dressed in a cyan Taoist robe, and the fabric was much better, and in the sun, you could see the mulberry silk mixed in it.

Xiaoyao Valley, the place where Wudang houses death row prisoners, the middle-aged Taoist priest Jing Du, is also the deacon of the outer courtyard of Wudang who is responsible for taking care of a group of death row prisoners in Xiaoyao Valley, with the true qi of the inner family, has completely penetrated the twelve canons, the true qi is like a hungry tiger jumping over the stream, unstoppable, it is the strongest of the third-rate masters, as long as the eight veins of the Qi Jing are penetrated, the true qi will be like a dragon into the river, and the dragon and tiger will meet.

Although this Jing Du deacon is only a third-rate figure, the two young Taoist priests do not dare to have the slightest neglect and contempt, looking at the entire Han Heavenly Empire, hundreds of millions of people, tens of millions of martial arts people, how many martial artists practice hard to build the foundation, but among the hundreds of people, it is already commendable to have one person who successfully builds the foundation, opens up the dantian, and practices the true qi of the inner family.

It can be said that even if it is just a third-rate master who initially practiced the true qi of the inner family, in the martial arts, in the 18 Dao of the Han Dynasty, one hundred and eight states, and more than 900 counties, he can also become a figure with a face in a county, if he marries a wife and has children, after a hundred years, he can barely be called a martial arts family.

His eyes swept casually on the documents of the Criminal Department, and the middle-aged Taoist priest Jing Du glanced at Su Qinian, without the slightest emotion, and then looked at the two young Taoist priests, frowned and said: "Go back, "Turtle and Snake Gong" talks about stinging strength, and the turtle and snake fist is heavy and gaining momentum, which means that the sea is inclusive, and the situation is advantageous, rather than pure forbearance and retreat, do not make changes, before the age of thirty, it will be difficult for the two of you to build a foundation, if you do not practice the true qi of the inner family, and step into the third-rate realm, just wait to be sent to the miscellaneous room." ”

"Yes, Uncle Jingdu. ”

The two young Taoist priests were stunned for a moment, and their faces were flushed, they didn't expect that Jing Du, who had always been rude and harsh, would suddenly say this to them, and the two of them hurriedly turned around and retreated, and even their steps were a little disordered, maybe Su Qinian would feel inexplicable, but the two of them understood very well that the mountain gate was on duty, changed every month, and was also responsible for the reception of prisoner cars, and in the past six months, it was the fifth time they had come to Xiaoyao Valley......

On the shore, in the far corner, in a particularly dilapidated thatched house.

With a clang, the iron chain left his body, and Su Qinian couldn't help but gasp, because with the help of an iron chain embedded in the flesh fell off, a layer of skin and flesh was torn, and there was blood.

The middle-aged Taoist priest Jing Du turned a blind eye, but just threw over two thin booklets, one with "Turtle and Snake Gong" written on the cover, and the other was "The Demon Sutra", and the note was forty-nine volumes of the eighth volume of the "Demon Sutra", the medicine stone chapter.

"Every day, I will practice the boxing from the first layer to the seventh layer of the "Turtle and Snake Gong", compare the medicine stone chapter of the "Demon Sutra", and go into the mountains to find the corresponding herbs, which is what you must do every day, and the last person who picks the medicine every month will be punished. Remember, starting tomorrow, you only have three days to recuperate and get started, and memorize the Demon Sutra, and start entering the mountain after three days. ”

Jing Du's voice was very flat, and after speaking, he turned around and left directly, there was no doubt that for a while, only Su Qinian's own slightly rapid breathing was left in the thatched house.

"I can't fall, the eldest brother scattered his fame and fame, and sent Beihai in exchange for a five-year probation, and the grievances must be washed away, and all those who treat my Su family as chess pieces will have to pay the price! ”

Su Qinian gritted his teeth, tore off the corner of his clothes, and bandaged the wound on his bare feet.

"Glory and wealth are accumulation, life and death tribulations are also accumulation, adventures, and rare heritage in life!