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"Conspiracy and conspiracy, in the face of absolute power, are all mirrors!"

Su Qinian's tone is very firm, Tianxingjian, the gentleman is constantly striving for self-improvement, the villain is present, and the gentleman kills ghosts and gods with blood!

"Yes, I'm going into retreat!"

With a roar in the early night, the fat man's flesh trembled, and after a few days of not seeing, he seemed to have risen even more.

Syllable!

This is Qing Yu slapped him on the back of the head, and reprimanded: "You fool, without further ado, you and I will each receive a demon slaying order, and then go down the mountain, no matter whether there is a gain or not, you must come back within eight days." ”

Su Qinian's heart moved, and he understood Qing Yu's plan, this is to take a step further by going down the mountain to kill demons, sharpening between life and death, and pushing the cultivation of "Turtle and Snake Gong" forward one step further, with his current eyesight, Qing Yu's cultivation is really not trivial, this short period of time has not been seen, both of them have entered the seventh layer of "Turtle and Snake Gong" practice, if the demon slaying is successful, when you can understand the eighth layer of the mind, maybe you can not make a breakthrough, but also as a reference, to promote the first seven layers of the skill tends to be complete.

A meal of demon bear broth was in their stomachs, and the two were about to go down the mountain, but they were stopped by Su Qinian.

"Look at it. ”

Su Qinian snorted, and Qing Yu and the others were stunned, and they saw the stars in front of them, turning from day to night.

The starry sky is vast, and a round of winter moon is cold, hanging for nine days.

The most important thing is that Su Qiannian in front of him disappeared, and was replaced by a huge divine turtle, Xuanhuang tortoise shell, an old skin that is more vicissitudes than dead wood, and a tortoise paw full of wrinkles, as if an ancient divine mountain was located there.

Rise!

There was a roar like a dragon, and I saw that the turtle's head was facing the sky, aiming at the bright moon of the nine heavens, and sucked it hard.

The moon is like a pillar, falling down, it seems that the whole world has begun to collapse towards the turtle's mouth, this is an amazing weather, that every piece of tortoise shell larger than the grinding plate has emerged on the vision, mountains, rivers, swords, guns, swords, halberds, sun, moon and stars, many scenes are intertwined, reflected in the eyes of the two, constantly imprinted into the mind.

This is......

At this time, the two of them still didn't understand what this was, their eyes were shining, they carefully observed, kept remembering, and confirmed their bodies, many feelings came to their hearts, the five internal organs trembled slightly, and the blood and qi in the body began to flow in a mysterious trajectory, gradually penetrating into the depths of the internal organs.

However, after only a few breaths, the world shattered, the starry sky collapsed, and the morning sun was shining, and they returned to the Qingyang Palace again.

Looking at Su Qiannian again, his face was pale, he gasped for breath, and his eyes became extremely gloomy.

Without opening his mouth, he glanced at Qing Yu and the others, and went straight to meditate cross-legged, with the help of the blood of the demon bear in the morning, to make up for his spirit and restore his energy.

After a stick of incense, Su Qinian opened his eyes, and his mental power was still a little sluggish, but he recovered a little.

For the first time, he used the soul deterrence technique to conclude such a magnificent illusion, changing the day and reproducing the divine turtle god form engraved in his memory, since the moment the spiritual power was concluded to outline the divine turtle god form, the consumption increased dramatically, but in just a few breaths, his spiritual power was almost exhausted.

"Is it ......?"

The fat man stared at Su Qinian with wide eyes, but when he turned his head, Qing Yu had already waved his hand and went straight out of the palace gate, he scratched his head, but he didn't ask after all, but his eyes still lit up, patted Su Qinian's shoulder, squeezed his eyebrows, and whispered: "Wait for the senior brother to come back a few more times, the senior brother will bring you good wine, by the way, flower girl or?"

Su Qiannian rolled his eyes when he heard this, slapped away his fat palm, turned around and left.

Pouting, the fat man also turned around, muttering in his mouth, and muttered to himself: "What's so shy, when I was a child, the fat man didn't often peek at the second flower next door taking a bath, okay, don't look at it, it's not a gentleman's way, but the girl under the mountain is so beautiful......"

Not far away, the corners of Su Qinian's mouth twitched, and he was quite speechless about the fat man's distractions.

......

Qingyang Peak is ten miles away.

This is a white cloud enveloping spiritual peak, there are white cranes flying, Luan birds build nests, the top of the mountain is shrouded in the glow, there is purple gas, a clear waterfall falls more than 400 zhang, the sun is like a golden light river, brilliant and brilliant.

The peak, the pavilions and pavilions are stacked, the flowing water mountain spring, the carved railing and jade masonry, the eaves are high, everywhere is exquisite, and the brilliance is overflowing.

In the center of these many pavilions and pavilions, a high-rise building rises ninety-nine zhang high, the whole body is shining with purple light, Venus is dotted, look carefully, it is all made of rosewood.

In the Han Dynasty, the golden silk nanmu and rosewood are listed as the royal family, and the people are not allowed to exceed the custom, but there is such a huge red sandalwood high-rise building, look at the thick pulp under the sun, you know that it must have experienced at least more than ten years of years of accumulation.

This is the source of purple gas.

At this moment, on the top of this tall building, a middle-aged man in a pale gold robe stood for a long time, with a dusty golden light in his hand, like the sun condensing.

"The dangerous building is 100 feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands. My purple light building is ninety-nine zhang high, I don't know if I can touch the ten thunder tribulations, the pinnacle of the pure yang primordial god......"

The pale gold robe is lightly raised, the middle-aged man's sideburns are hanging down, his eyebrows are very slender, and his eyes seem to be full of golden light, like glazed jade, looming thunder and lightning.

Immediately afterwards, as if he had thought of something, the middle-aged man brushed the dust lightly in his hand, and the corners of his mouth flashed a touch of playfulness, and said lightly: "What about "The Knife of Death", after five hundred years of passing years, I still want to be reborn, the past will eventually be annihilated, and only the present can grasp the future, this is the supreme avenue of heaven and the turn of years. ”

......

Chang'an City.

In the high wall and green tiles of the palace, a group of officials dressed in brocade court clothes walked out of the palace gate, and the guards guarding were silent and looked in awe.

Immediately afterwards, this line of more than ten people carefully let go, different from the side door they had entered and exited before, a Jin Si Nan carriage with four sweaty and bloody horses slowly drove out of the main gate, until it slowly disappeared at the end of the street, these more than ten officers began to walk again, their eyes were jealous and awe-inspiring, some were not angry, some were envious, and many expressions were intertwined.

But from beginning to end, no one dared to talk out loud, until these people were far away, and a guard on duty hesitated: "Which prince was it just now, or which concubine in the harem, but even if it is the queen, there is no document issued by the Ministry of Rites, unless the annual sacrifice ceremony is held, I am afraid that the main gate will not be opened." ”

"Silence!"

Another guard was shocked when he heard this, and immediately shouted, until the half-burnt incense passed, he took a deep breath, and said with palpitations: "You kid has just entered the palace, and the reckless spirit on the battlefield must be reined in, how many masters in this palace are those adults who are on foot just now, many of them are first-class masters of the Mixed Yuan Realm, you open your mouth like this, they can hear it for miles." ”

"And the Jin Si Nan BMW car, you remember, you must not collide, that is the lord of the arsenal of the dynasty, Ling Tong Ling Lord's treasure, Ling Jue Lord's grace is grand, the different surname is the lord, and he is a rare master among the hundred officials, the top figure in the legend, he walks the main gate, it is the honor of the Son of Heaven, how can you comment on it. It's not that I'm timid, but I'll tell you the truth, inside and outside the palace, how many forces are entangled, that is, the ladies of the harem, and the relatives behind them are also eight immortals across the sea, each showing their magical powers, and many business wrestles, guards like us, I don't know how many new and old people are replaced in the palace in a year, where is the old man? ”

Hiss!

The guard who opened his mouth suddenly gasped, his face turned pale, and the horse leather shroud had never palpitated like this on the battlefield in the early years, and now he was a little nostalgic for the days when the knife licked blood, at least not as trembling as now, walking on thin ice.

......

Winter solstice.

The heavy snow in Wudang Mountain is not stopped, and the snowflakes are clustered and larger than goose feathers, completely dyeing the four hundred miles of Wudang Mountain into snow white.

Qingyang Palace.

Su Qinian looked at the thick ice cube hanging under the eaves outside the hall, and the bonfire was burning in front of him, and a golden roasted roe deer was set up on it.

The smell of meat was fragrant, but Su Qiannian didn't have much appetite, the palace was deserted, and unconsciously, he was the only one left.

He thought of the North Sea, the bitter cold of the frontier, he had read the geography of the Celestial Empire, at this time it should have reached the climate of exhaling into ice, more than twice as cold as in this Wudang Mountain, there are records in the historical records, many soldiers stationed at this time, could not stand the cold, and froze to death on the north coast. (One more at noon, the recommended votes are a little less today, everyone come to vote, well, continue to ask for collections.) ）