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As soon as the winter solstice passed, it was even colder in the Wudang Mountains.

Qingyang Palace was snow-white, even the ruins and broken walls were buried, and outside the Qingyang Palace, Su Qinian was swinging his fists in the snow.

He exhaled and breathed very long, his arms were naturally stretched, at this time the boxing frame was not the same as before, or rigid or soft, but a combination of rigidity and softness, he pinched the fist print, and the temperament of the body was constantly changing, sometimes like a wall standing thousands of feet, sometimes like a dry sea, sometimes like a fire burning the plain, and then like the sea of stars ups and downs, there are thousands of trees into a forest.

The heart is like fire, the lungs are like gold, the liver is like wood, the spleen is like soil, and the kidneys are like water.

This is already a practice that belongs to the eighth layer of "Turtle and Snake Gong", and there is no fixed boxing frame, and all comprehension depends on the person who practices martial arts.

Even if the cold wind is like an ice knife and a snow sword, Su Qinian's body is as warm as a furnace, a thick white mist rises around him, he walks and steps, ups and downs in the sea of fog, and the ice and snow melt wherever he passes, really like a person among the gods, and there is an ethereal and transcendent atmosphere.

After a fist fight, Su Qiannian stopped his body, his internal organs and five organs were a little numb, and he seemed to be a little stronger than before, and even with a body of qi and blood, it seemed that he had begun to surpass the limit of the previous seventh-layer "Turtle and Snake Gong" consummation.

However, the consumption is huge, far beyond Su Qinian's imagination, just a fist fight, the blood contained in the demon bear broth for breakfast was empty all at once.

"Poor and rich in martial arts, if it is those rich children and famous families in the outer courtyard, I am afraid that when it comes to the cultivation of this level of kung fu, there will be a steady stream of demon beast blood food under the mountain, and even many health pills to replenish vitality, and the average small family, and even the disciples of the cold sect, even if they realize the essence of this layer of kung fu, they can only rely on the accumulation of time and months and slowly boil it. ”

Su Qinian took a deep breath and decided to go to the outer courtyard of Baiyun Peak again.

This year's festival is bigger, and I am afraid that there will be undercurrents in the outer courtyard, and there will not be much time left for the three of them.

And after a few days of Qingyang Peak, as soon as he walked in Wudang Mountain, Su Qinian noticed a lot of strange eyes.

"The light footwork of "Qingyun Ladder" is second-rate, and even the seeds of true meaning are available, not that the understanding is too poor, and they can smoothly accept the inheritance. ”

"The martial arts above the third rate are included in the Wudang inheritance, according to common sense, although our disciples are in the outer courtyard, but they are not yet beginner disciples, only after successfully building the foundation, opening up the dantian, and nurturing the true qi of the inner family, will they be engraved with the life card and included in the back hall of the ancestral hall, after that, they can have the opportunity to contact the second-rate inheritance of the inheritance, and even stronger martial arts cheats. ”

"However, someone has checked my Wudang historical records, and this "Qingyun Ladder" seems to be one of the light exercises in the vein of Qingyang Peak back then, known as the ...... of Qingyun and straight to the sky."

Some of the outer courtyard disciples talked in whispers, their eyes vaguely sweeping over Su Qinian in the distance.

"The clearing of the outer courtyard of Baiyun Peak is also a waste, and it has just been built, and it was actually defeated by this Su Qi Nian. ”

"It's just that it relies on first-class sword techniques, and whoever I wait for to get this inheritance can also do it. ”

......

However, from beginning to end, no one really approached Su Qinian, he seemed to be isolated, and everyone was as far away as a monster.

At first, Su Qiannian frowned, but soon he was relieved, smiled freely, and strode away.

Baiyun Peak Outer Courtyard.

After the winter solstice, Su Qiannian felt the solemn breath floating in the air, there was a smell of sabre-rattling, not long after stepping into the gate of the outer courtyard, Su Qinian's eyes were slightly awe-inspiring, he noticed that some pavilions and courtyards passed out of the vague qi, some eyes fell far away on his body, and he could not escape his spiritual perception.

They are not weak, even Su Qinian grasps the qi, the master of these eyes is far stronger than the Qingluo of the day, and is not even at the same level at all.

Foundation building characters, introductory disciples!

As soon as Su Qinian's heart moved, he understood that this was the coming of the lunar month, and these introductory foundation building disciples in the outer courtyard who were usually not in the mountains and walked the rivers and lakes to practice have all returned one after another, and began to practice retreat to consolidate the gains of a year.

Even Su Qinian's spiritual power was released, and looking at some quiet courtyards in some corners from a distance, it seemed that there were stoves burning, and that kind of scorching and vigorous qi and blood was definitely not something that the seventh layer of the ordinary "Turtle and Snake Gong" could have.

On the martial arts field, as Su Qiannian walked by, some disciples stopped their bodies and looked at him far away, so out of place, Su Qiannian's eyes were indifferent, and his spiritual power captured everyone's expressions, his state of mind became more and more peaceful, and his feelings were warm and cold, for him now, it was just the best nourishment for refining his spiritual power.

Approaching the end of the month of the month, the taste of herbs in the courtyard of Jingwu Taoist people is much lighter, and there is a fragrant medicinal gas overflowing, inhaling a mouthful, the blood is rippling, the spirit is clear, this is Danxiang.

"You're here now, and it looks like you've got some news. ”

Jingwu Taoist glanced at Su Qinian deeply and said: "Endure what others can't bear, and if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan." ”

"The swordsman would rather bend than bend, and the swordsman will also. Su Qinian said calmly.

With a chuckle, Jing Wu said: "You are extreme, I also have a first-class swordsmanship "Thirteen Swords of Shenmen", which was created by the first generation of three crazy Taoists. ”

Su Qinian shook his head and said: "Only take it in the straight, don't ask in the song, the three crazy people are wrong, it is not a sword, nor a knife." ”

Well?

Jingwu Daoist raised his eyebrows, then showed a look of surprise, and said in a deep voice: "What kind of cultivation and realm are you, the sword path is a little clear, and you actually dare to question the swordsmanship of the first generation of three crazy Daoists." ”

At this moment, the air in the entire courtyard became stagnant, Su Qinian felt a pressure, from the spiritual level, he was amazed in his heart, this Jingwu Taoist cultivation is profound, and he suppresses his spirit between breaths, and when he first said that he can set foot in the first-class realm after half a year, at the moment, I am afraid that there is still some modesty.

However, he was not moved, and said: "The sage is still three times a day, and he is not ashamed to ask, and he also has his own shortcomings, if he is self-contained, where is my Han Dynasty Five thousand years of peace and prosperity, all kinds of miraculous skills emerge in endlessly, this land has long fallen, and it has become a demon clan food." ”

Shaking his head, Jingwu Daoren's face softened slightly, and said: "You are a good talker, since you have made up your mind, I will not persuade you, just say, come to find me something." ”

Su Qinian took off the package behind him, jingled, and after untying it, it was more than four hundred taels of silver, of which two hundred taels were snow silver, which was in excellent condition, and the other two hundred taels were ordinary silver, which was slightly darker, but they were all complete silver ingots.

In addition, there is an old mountain ginseng, which was obtained by the three of them under the ancient laurel tree in Wudang Mountain.

"Well, the thirty-year-old mountain ginseng, it seems that it has not been picked for two months, it is rare to find it in the mountains, and there are more than four hundred taels of silver, what do you want to exchange. ”

"Six Heaven Opening Pills. ”

Jingwu Daoist glanced at Su Qinian, and said with a smile: "You are simple, good appetite, the Kaitian Pill is my Wudang's unique Zhuji Dan, the medicinal power is mellow and mild, endless, the most suitable for my Wudang "Turtle and Snake Gong" practice, you can help build a foundation and break through, open the world, every month the entire outer courtyard does not have a few supplies, as soon as you open your mouth, you want six?"

"Condition. Su Qinian is still calm.

Nodding, Jing Wu said: "It seems that your "Retirement Knife" is really getting started, the gentleman is frank, and even the negotiation conditions are so bright, but if you read the sage book, you should understand that the friendship of a gentleman is like water, there is a pay, there is a reward is the way, and you will only go astray if you don't work hard." ”

turned around and walked into the house, and when he came out again, a pure white porcelain bottle the size of a baby's fist was thrown into Su Qiannian's hand.

"Half a year later, if you don't die, I want you to help me cut it. ”

A slash?

Su Qiannian frowned, what did he cut?

Waving his hand, Jingwu Daoist didn't explain, and didn't wait for Su Qiannian to agree, so he turned around and walked straight into the house.

Descending the mountain, on the way home.

In front of Qingyang Palace, the moment Su Qinian stepped into the palace gate, a ray of sword light slashed obliquely, fast and fierce, giving birth to a whining sound.

A hand was raised between the hair, the fingers were bent, and with a flick of the bell, accompanied by an exclamation, a slightly immature figure flew out sideways and fell into the snow a few feet away. (At noon, I will send it, ask for free recommended tickets every day, ask for collection, and thank you in ten steps.) ）