Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Ever-Changing Cloud and Mist Sword (First Update)
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It's a picture that will forever be imprinted in everyone's mind.
At the top of the foundation monument, a little golden light bloomed, and the other nine hundred and ninety-nine imprints were all eclipsed.
An invisible thought passed from the foundation monument, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, which belongs to the spirituality of the foundation monument.
Su Qinian was moving, and eight big characters appeared on the top of the foundation monument.
Wudang Qingyang Peak Su Qi Year!
For 2,000 years, the dragon and tiger list is below, and he is the first person to build the foundation!
This first person does not refer to the level of cultivation in the foundation building realm, but the level of attack power in the foundation building realm.
Many people in the rivers and lakes sighed that if this little Wudang immortal is expected to be on the Dragon and Tiger List in the future, the imprint on this foundation building monument will automatically disappear, but at least for now, most of the first position in the foundation building realm in the past two thousand years can be shaken.
Didn't try to open the heavenly monument again, Su Qiannian understood, maybe he could leave a mark on the monument at the moment, but after all, the cultivation is too shallow, in the past two thousand years, there have been many strong people in the Open Heaven Realm, how many top eight-layer foundation building skills, nine-layer foundation building skills are complete masters to build the foundation, open the world, although Su Qiannian is pregnant with a god and a strong will, but he will not be blind.
"Su Shaoxia, this is the token. A Hengshan disciple respectfully handed over a sandalwood token with both hands.
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The foot of Hengshan Mountain.
A few miles away, there were disciples from the outer sect of Hengshan who blocked the mountain road.
Su Qinian's four people showed their tokens, and there were disciples from the outer sect of Hengshan to guide the way, it was night, and when Su Qinian and his party came to the foot of the mountain, there were already hundreds of people sitting cross-legged.
No one spoke, only a few opened their eyes. After glancing at Su Qinian's four people, he closed his eyes again, they were all young masters of various sects and families, and they were able to leave their names on the boundary monuments, and they all had their own cities.
Su Qinian and the four of them also found an open place to sit down, only to see thirty or forty zhang away. In a grassy clearing at the foot of the mountain, a young man of about twenty-three or fourteen years old sat cross-legged in the moonlight, with a sword crossed in front of his knee.
Senior brother of the Hengshan faction!
Su Qinian's eyes were slightly condensed, and he could guess the identity of this young man without the guidance of others, because whether it was that Qiantian sword Qingqian, or the Shaolin Mingjue little monk who had several faces, and the poor scholar Luo Shuang. All have a similar temperament on their bodies.
Originally, Su Qiannian didn't understand, but now after he became pregnant, he saw that it was a kind of belief in his own martial arts, and an invincible heart that stood at the top of the martial arts of his peers.
The clouds and mist are thousands of illusions and cold!
The elder brother of the generation of the Wuyue Sword Sect Hengshan lineage.
He was dressed in a black robe, which seemed to blend in with the night, but a sword was like white mist, frost and snow, sitting there at this time, and the breath on his body was like nothing.
Su Qinian couldn't see through it. He didn't deliberately use the divine body to snoop, he understood. This senior brother of the Hengshan faction is gathering momentum, and the next battle will definitely be earth-shattering.
For example, Wudang, there are also people here, but it is a group of five people from Qingliu Dao who shows the vein of Dingfeng.
Shizuya was silent, but he didn't see it. He sat cross-legged, breathing and breathing, not letting go of every moment of ascension.
In addition to the young masters of the Jianghu sect and the family, hundreds of Hengshan disciples stood at the foot of the mountain, and there were many deacons, Dharma protectors, and elders. Everyone remained silent, and they also restrained the breath on their bodies, obviously this battle was not only important for Xiao Han, but also for the entire Hengshan.
To be able to have a young master on the Dragon and Tiger List, in a sect, a faction and a family, it is of great significance, even if it is a major sect of the town, there are few more than two people on the Dragon and Tiger List in the past dynasties, the world's martial arts, there are many miraculous skills such as a carp crossing the river, there are too many young masters, hundreds of boats compete for the stream, and there are only eighty-one positions.
Today's Wuyue Sword Sect, the only one on the Dragon and Tiger List is a young master from Huashan, ranked 33rd on the Dragon and Tiger List, and the people in the rivers and lakes are known as the Nine Peerless Swords.
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The hour is approaching, and nearly 100 people have come to the foot of Heng Mountain, but there are only twenty or thirty people who really leave traces on the boundary monument, and each token can carry five people.
These latecomers, their eyes fell on Su Qinian's four people imperceptibly, especially Su Qinian's body.
The tenth layer of Wudang's "Turtle and Snake Gong", the only two top foundation building tenth layer achievers of this year's light generation, the first to attack the foundation monument in 2,000 years, has to attract everyone's attention.
But soon, everyone's eyes left Su Qinian, because when the time came, there was a rising sun in the east rushing out of the earth.
The orange sun rose, and a figure came from afar.
This is a young man about the age of a weak crown, holding a bowl of thick golden and red iron rods in his hand, he is coarse and linen, with two bare arms, and he looks full of muscles, as if there are small dragons dormant under the skin.
The young man came bathing in the morning sun, looking from a distance, like the son of the sun descending from the middle of the sun, his breath was majestic, and his steps were not fast, but every step fell, it was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the beginning was very light, as it approached, everyone only felt that the earth under their feet was faintly shaking, as if a mountain was crushing.
"The god son of Xuanyang Palace, the descendant of "Taishang Xuanyang Stick", Lu Yu, the son of the sun!"
A young master said in a deep voice, Xuanyang Palace is a top sect that has been inherited for thousands of years, with a profound heritage, and it can even be traced back to the dark ages when the Nine Great Demon Saints descended more than 5,000 years ago.
The palace masters of Xuanyang Palace in the past dynasties are all the top ten masters on the Yuanshen list, but no one in the past dynasties has been able to peek into the Mandate of Heaven, otherwise in this world, there are not only ten great sects of the town and country.
Su Qinian opened his eyes and got up, he caught the voice, knowing that this son of the sun had only debuted for more than two years, if it weren't for the fact that he was still young and his background was not deep enough, it was not just the eightieth place on the Dragon and Tiger list, it was rumored that "Taishang Xuanyang Stick" was the most powerful Yang, looking at the world, many top martial arts were also enough to rank in the forefront, and few peers could catch a stick.
Airplanes!
At this time, at the foot of the mountain, in the grass dancing with the wind like waves, the senior brother of Hengshan's generation opened his eyes.
In front of his knees, the long sword trembled like clouds, mist, frost and snow, and his gaze was like a sword, spanning several miles, and fell on the son of the sun who was as straight as a dragon walking and walking with a majestic breath.
Thundered!
A few miles apart, the void between the two thundered, and the thunder sound sounded directly from everyone's minds.
Void Thunder!
Many young generation masters concentrate on it, and if they want to enter the dragon and tiger list, they must at least set foot in the spiritual realm, and like this, the spiritual power begins to initially interfere in the present world, and the spiritual power collides to give birth to such a real thunder sound.
The spirit controls the physical body, the stronger the spirit, the deeper the grasp of the true qi of the physical body, the more profound and nuanced, even if the comprehension of martial arts is not refined, with the continuous improvement of spiritual power, it can also gradually go deep into it and improve the offensive power, which is an alternative shortcut.
Master the offensive power first, and then realize the realm, as long as you don't lose yourself in the power, it is also a great road.
Call!
The next moment, Xiao Han, who had been sitting cross-legged in the grass, disappeared.
The eyes of many young masters flashed brightly, such as Su Qinian, who was the first to operate the divine spirit body, penetrate the void, and see the origin.
It's so fast!
That Xiao Han's figure only flickered a few times, and he crossed several miles, his posture was ethereal, like clouds and mist, and his footwork was unpredictable.
"A Thousand Illusions of Clouds!"
Jinggu opened his mouth and said, this is the world-famous first-class light skill of Hengshan, as soon as it is displayed, it is like a cloud in the sky, the mountain stream is thick fog, ethereal, and unpredictable.
Whoa!
At the same time, Xiao Han took out his sword, and as soon as the master brother of Hengshan, who was known as the clouds and mist of a thousand illusions, made many young masters frightened, and he didn't have any reservations, and he used all his cultivation and force as soon as he came up.
The long sword like clouds, frost and snow disappeared, leaving only snow-white sword lights, hundreds and thousands, one by one, wisps, error correction and entanglement, like clouds and mist, the direction of each sword is different, and the trajectory of each sword is very different.
It is difficult to describe what an unpredictable sword this is, such a thousand swords attack in an instant, how to resist it, many young masters who watched the battle turned pale, and felt that if they faced this sword, most of them would not be able to escape death, and they would not be able to resist it at all.
"Ever-Changing Cloud Sword"!
This is the top swordsmanship of Hengshan that shocks the world, in the early years, this swordsmanship was called "Thirteen Styles of Hundred Changes, Thousands of Illusions of Clouds and Mist", and later after the successive generations of Hengshan sages, the top Yuan Shen characters continued to comprehend, and even the Mandate of Heaven Grandmaster deduced, and finally simplified the complex, there were originally thirteen styles, thousands of years have passed, there is only one sword left, and it has become this "Hundred Variations and Thousands of Illusions Cloud and Mist Sword" that once killed the eight demon kings with one sword.
It is said that there is only one sword, but in Xiao Han's hands at this time, this sword seems to be infinitely extended, one sword into ten swords, ten swords into a hundred swords, and a hundred swords into a thousand swords.
In an instant, the air was like a honeycomb, full of dense vacuum sword holes, and each sword fell, setting off a violent wind current, and the ground was cut by an invisible edge, plowing out huge sword marks several feet deep.
Although this sword is enough to shock the world, Su Qinian was unmoved, he was able to capture that in this sword technique, there seems to be something to be born out and break the shackles.
Rumble!
Just after Xiao Han took out his sword, the son of the sun from Xuanyang Palace made a move, and the thick golden-red iron rod with the mouth of the bowl was like a soldering iron, burning a golden-red flame, burning through the vacuum, and an amazing heat wave spread, even if it was a few miles away, everyone could feel the hot wind blowing on their faces, as if the heat was coming in advance.
"It's not the ordinary fire true qi, but the true yang true qi awakened by the Xuanyang Palace's Zhengong Heart Method "Taishang Xuanyang Sutra". ”
Many young masters' eyes are burning, and the true qi of the inner family has reached the convergence of second-rate dragons and tigers, and when they awaken, they can barely escape the category of the seven origins, among them, the power of the two origins of yin and yang is the most rare, and they also want to awaken the true qi of these two origins, which is not a first-class internal strength method, and it can't carry such a yin and yang avenue at all. (Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a subscription, ask for a subscription, everyone will support the genuine subscription.) I'm in a bad mood today, and Shibu's father came to find Shibu, and scolded Shibu, saying that Shibu patronized to write novels and work, and didn't look for a partner. (To be continued.) )