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Qingyang Palace is magnificent, the blue and golden sun is shining in the sky, and the whole world is flowing with the vicissitudes of time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Su Qinian and the three of them walked towards Qingyang Pavilion, and just before the three of them were about to step on the steps, a slightly playful voice sounded in their ears.

"The foundation has not been built yet, and Qingyang Pavilion cannot enter. ”

What the!

At this moment, the three of them tightened, and their movements froze, and they had no doubt that this voice was aimed at them.

"You're not dead?"

Turning around with difficulty, following the voice, the fat man looked at the Jiyuan real person in front of the Qingyang Hall with a bitter face.

Su Qiannian and Qing Yu glanced at each other, and they both showed a look of surprise and uncertainty, the Jiyuan Zhenren who should have fallen five hundred years ago is still in the world?

It's too unbelievable, but then, the eyes of the three young Taoist priests also fell on them, which made Su Qinian's heart move, I'm afraid it's not that simple, these disciples are still in the world, it's too outrageous.

"I've seen Jiyuan Zhenren, the disciples of the outer courtyard Qingyu, Qingye, and Xiaoyao Valley Su begging to see me. Qing Yu clasped his fists and saluted, bowing down.

Jiyuan Zhenren was silent, but his eyes swept over Su Qinian and the three of them one by one, his warm gaze was like the purest seed jade in the world, Su Qiannian and the three of them were like being in the deep mountains and old springs, and their bodies were warm and melting, and even the fatigue of climbing mountains and wading through rivers quickly recovered, and their qi, blood, and physical strength returned to the peak in a moment.

As if it was an illusion, just as Ji Yuan Zhenren's gaze swept over, Su Qinian vaguely felt the hazy sword shadow in the Ancestral Divine Court tremble slightly, but he regained his calm in an instant.

The light in his eyes flowed, and a little surprise flashed in the eyes of Jiyuan Zhenren, and the fat man couldn't bear to be silent, and couldn't help asking: "Zhenren, are you really not dead?"

With a chuckle, Jiyuan Zhenren: "Life and death, but Tai Chi Yin and Yang, Rigidity and Softness, why do you need to divide each other." ”

The fat man scratched the back of his head, he didn't understand it very well, Qing Yu was thoughtful, and Su Qiannian also showed a deep groan.

"It's not bad, it's not bad, it's coming so fast......"

Er, Jiyuan Zhenren spoke, the hand holding the sword was released, the Qingyang Sword was simple and unpretentious, and suddenly it was divided into three, turning into three sword shadows, condensed like substance, even under the shroud of Su Qinian's spiritual power, he couldn't distinguish between the virtual and the real, just like the three real Qingyang Sword, even the edge of the sword was no different.

The next moment, Su Qiannian and the three of them found that they couldn't move, and under the lock of this sword dao edge, the air around them was stagnant, imprisoning them alive.

The Qingyang Sword was suspended, and the three sword shadows flashed in the void, and they were close at hand.

The edge was approaching, the fat man's face was pale, Qing Yu's eyes flashed, but his eyes were slightly closed, Su Qinian's spiritual power shrouded his body, and the Qingyang sword was sharp, and it was easily torn apart, and then, Su Qinian watched the tip of the sword pierce into his eyebrows little by little.

A cool breath spread out and penetrated into the limbs and bones, at this moment, Su Qiannian not only did not feel the coming of death, but even the qi and blood around him began to skyrocket after being nourished by this cool airflow, accompanied by a faint tingling, which instantly penetrated into the two hundred and six bones of the whole body.

The fat man's eyes widened suddenly, and he obviously noticed something unusual, and his whole body became excited.

At this time, Su Qiannian looked at Qing Yu and the others again, and found that at the center of their eyebrows, there was a blue-gold sword mark looming, but the sword mark was the same as the Qingyang sword.

From the eyes of Qing Yu and the others, Su Qiannian could also know that he also had the same mark at the center of his eyebrows, but his spiritual power searched in the Ancestral Divine Court and did not find anything unusual.

After a while, the imprisoning power disappeared, and Su Qinian's whole body suddenly let out a series of crackling sounds, and even the muscles and bones rang together.

Boom!

A dull sound, like the beating of war drums, Su Qinian took a deep breath, and the whole person was raised an inch at this time.

"The Great Perfection of Bone Training! The muscles and bones are ringing in unison, and the war drums are beating!"

The fat man's eyes are about to pop out at night, this is clearly a symbol of the perfection of the sixth layer of "Turtle and Snake Gong", and the most important thing is that Su Qinian has only been in Wudang Mountain for a few days?

With Qing Yu's calmness, they couldn't help but show a look of shock, originally the two of them thought that Su Qiannian was at most the power of the fifth layer of the "Turtle and Snake Gong", but now it seems that before entering this Yuan Shen world, he had already entered the sixth layer of cultivation.

Such talent and understanding, in Qing Yu's opinion, even if you look at the entire Wudang Outer Courtyard, there are few people who can compare.

Thundered!

Suddenly, Su Qinian and the three of them stumbled one by one, and the entire Yuanshen World suddenly fluctuated violently, and Qingyang Palace shook, like a landslide and the ground cracked.

Immediately, the three of them saw Ji Yuan Zhenren waving his hands, his eyes blinked, and there were no more four people in front of him.

It was rainy, the sky was dark, the Qingyang Palace was dilapidated, and in front of the dilapidated Qingyang Palace, Su Qinian and the three of them were in a trance, but soon, the three of them regained their consciousness, because there was an indescribable majestic aura descending from the sky, and in an instant, it was like a violent wind and rain, drowning the three of them.

Terrible!

The gaze was unprecedentedly solemn, Su Qinian and the three of them could not move, under this majesty, although they were not imprisoned as before, they were also struggling.

But this majestic aura came and went quickly, after flicking their fingers, the three of them saw a majestic figure, standing ten feet above the heads of the three people, this is a middle-aged man in a pale golden robe, he stood with his hands in his hands, his eyebrows were slender, his sideburns were hanging down, and the dust in his hand was shining gold.

Standing in mid-air like this, the middle-aged man in the pale gold robe lowered his gaze, different from the Jiyuan real person, this person's eyes were extremely sharp, like two sharp swords, stabbing Su Qinian's three people's bodies cold, and their flesh hurt, this gaze was indifferent, as if they wanted to go deep into the soul of the person and spy on all the secrets.

"Crossing the Void, this is the means of the top primordial gods. ”

Qing Yu thought about it again, he thought of something, his eyes suddenly showed a look of horror and awe, he hurriedly bowed down and said: "Outer courtyard disciple Qing Yu, Qing Ye, and Xiaoyao Valley Su Qi Nian, meet Jinguang Zhenren." ”

Wudang belongs to Taoism, Taoist martial arts masters are respected as real people after the top of the Tao, and in Buddhism is Arhat, Confucianism is a scholar, and the Demon Dao is the Heavenly Demon.

"Entering the ancestors' relics without permission, the world of the primordial gods, you are so bold. Jinguang Zhenren said lightly.

As soon as his heart tightened, Su Qiannian understood that the comer was not good, Jinguang Zhenren, who had been in Xiaoyao Valley for nearly a month, and he also had a vague memory of some big people in the Wudang veins, this is the peak master of the first vein of the Golden Lock Peak ten miles away from Qingyang Peak.

When the Qingyang Peak was broken, the remaining martial arts secret books in the Qingyang Pavilion were divided, especially the Golden Lock Peak was close at hand, and the benefits were the greatest, and nearly half of the remnants of the Qingyang Pavilion fell into the bag.

At this moment, Qing Yu also faintly had some ominous premonitions, and he also had some expectations for the changes in the opening of the Yuan Shen World, but he didn't expect this Golden Lock Peak's Golden Light True Person to be so domineering.

In the outer courtyard of Wudang, compared to Su Qiannian, the two of them can see some things more clearly, Taoism pays attention to quiet and inaction, but the rivers and lakes are martial arts, surrounded by demon clans, where there is a quiet place, that is, in the Wudang Mountains, the twenty-seven veins often compete with each other, at the bottom, it is the selection of disciples who have successfully built the foundation of the outer courtyard every three years.

The disciples with the highest qualifications and comprehension, all the veins want to be included in the door, so as to carry forward the martial arts of the first vein, and even surpass the previous sages and go further.

From here, all kinds of battles began between the peaks, although not to mention life and death, but also often sabre-rattling.

Now, Qing Yu can see that this Jinguang Zhenren may have some thoughts, with his cultivation as the realm, he has already entered the top realm, and the path of seeking the Tao is no longer one or two top martial arts that can help each other go further, this is obviously to intercept the inheritance of Qingyang Peak, turn it into his own use, and strengthen the vein of Jinsuo Peak.

Qing Yu gritted his teeth, but at this moment, he could no longer allow him to retreat, he took a deep breath, bowed again, and said: "Jinguang Zhenren is angry, I waited for the three of us to find the relics of the ancestors of Qingyang Peak by chance, Meng Tianxing was selected by the Yuanshen World, entered it, inherited his will, and wanted to re-establish Qingyang Palace and reproduce the grandeur of the twenty-eighth vein of my Wudang." (Ask for recommended tickets, roll all over the ground for tickets, new book friends also click to add to the bookshelf to collect it,)