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Clang!

Su Qinian raised his hand to shake his fist, and the Yuan Shi Furnace appeared in the fist, shaking the black gold Qi Mei stick.

This blow was like a symphony of gold and iron, Su Qiannian sat on the wheel, his body did not move, and even mixed his vitality and blood floated out of his body, supporting the entire carriage, while the black-robed evil Buddha disciple who shot out of the car overturned a few times in the air and fell ten zhang away.

"The spirit is calm, the mind is like a landslide, the mind is not moving, the vanity is empty, and the turtle breathes in the realm. ”

Rumo's monk's robe was lightly raised, and the young monk took a deep look at Su Qinian, and then withdrew.

He is very simple, this evil Buddha disciple is not dragging mud and water at all, Su Qinian seems to be calm, but in fact, his heart is also quite shaken, this evil Buddha disciple who inherited the "Descending the Third Ming King's Body", his cultivation has deepened again, in just two days, he actually penetrated the two twelve canons again, the other party penetrated through the secret trick, and the foundation was built in the realm of no leakage in the flesh, and the true qi of the inner family was vigorous.

It is also his own condensation of luck dragon and snake, and the third realm of meditation and turtle breath in the five realms, although he has still not reached the tenth layer of "Turtle and Snake Gong", but the strength and endurance of the shot have been greatly improved compared to before.

But if the other party keeps being promoted like this, when this evil Buddha disciple once again penetrates the fifth, sixth, and twelfth canons, or even stronger, if he can't go any further, most of them will really die in the hands of the other party.

Sitting on the wheel and driving the carriage with a bit of spirit, Su Qinian's mind sank into the ancestral court, which was different from the past, and now. In his Ancestral Divine Court, there was a land of chaos. It's chaos, but it's actually a twisted whirlpool. Or rather, a hazy light, this is his spiritual power.

At the moment when I contemplated the dragon snake last night and watched its blank tire take shape, this spiritual vortex, or more similar to the spiritual light of the blank tire, took shape.

There are gods three feet above the head, and if you want to be promoted to the tenth layer of "Turtle and Snake Gong", you must set up a god position in the ancestral temple and gather gods, just like the people build temples. Standing tablet, plastic statue of the god with a golden body.

But how can the flesh and blood of the human body be able to set up a god position in the divine court, gather the gods, and which great god does he want to establish?

Even if the luck dragon snake chick is formed now, it is always quick-witted, and it is easier than ever to give birth to feelings and epiphanies, but here. Su Qinian didn't dare to be careless, how to promote to the tenth layer, this is not recorded in the historical codex of the Wudang dynasties, and even in the entire history of martial arts, there was not a single word. But it is undeniable that as long as you can reach the tenth layer of the world's rare top-level foundation building skills such as "Turtle and Snake Gong", you can leave a name in the annals of history. There will be a historian who will make a special biography, which shows its extraordinary significance.

It is the gods of the heavenly realm. Or use yourself as a god to shape your true self. Or something else, you need to think about it carefully.

Jinling Prefecture, on the banks of the Qinhuai River.

Even in the daytime, the flower boats on the banks of the Qinhuai River are full of songs, silk and bamboo zither, Yaoqin and Xiaose, singing and dancing.

But today, many literati who did not return overnight walked out of the flower boat, their eyes widened one by one, and they watched the shore in purple clothes.

This is a beautiful girl, about eight or nine fragrant, graceful, slender legs, just walking slowly, as if exhausting the aura of heaven and earth, she **** full, Qiong's nose is like jade, skin is like condensation, eyelashes are very long, the only regrettable thing is that the girl is holding a banner, gently crutches the ground, groping forward.

"God is jealous and red-faced, but he is a blind man. ”

"It's a pity, but it's good to tell your fortune. ”

On the shore, a few feet behind the purple-clothed girl, several young people who looked like scholars shook folding fans, hung jade pendants on their waists, stepped on satin boots, and looked lewdly behind, looking at the girl's swaying waist from time to time.

"This gentleman, this is it, be careful when you get on board. ”

In front of an inconspicuous flower boat on the shore, a girl who looked like a maid was lured, and the girl in purple boarded the boat, and several young people behind her immediately followed, but were stopped by the next two guards.

"What, are there any flower boats that don't pick up customers?

An ingot of snow silver weighing five taels was taken out, and a maid not far away stepped forward and said with a smile: "Don't worry about a few sons, everyone who comes is a guest, let them go." ”

The guards got out of the way, and several young people looked at each other and smiled, and then stepped on the flower boat, watching the backs of a few people turning into the cabin, and the corners of the guards at the bow of the boat who blocked the way flashed a sneer.

Flower in the boat.

A maid led the way, the girl in purple walked into the cabin, carved windows, and a middle-aged man was sitting at a red sandalwood table making tea.

Under the sun, the middle-aged man is plump and handsome, his face is like a crown of jade, and his sideburns are very long, as warm as black jade.

The maid who led the way didn't dare to look at the middle-aged man at all, but she was still breathing a little fast, her face flushed, but the girl in purple showed a smile and said, "You can retreat first." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

The maid who led the way hurriedly bowed her head and exited the cabin.

The purple-clothed girl put down the banner in her hand and sat down gently in front of the red sandalwood table, her eyelashes were very long, her eyes were closed, but she didn't make a mistake, and said lightly: "Qin Protector, your "Desire Demon Heart Sutra" has reached a higher level, which is gratifying, but these maids are all poor people, and the sect also needs some people who can work hard, and it is not good to chill people's hearts." ”

The middle-aged man also had a smile on the corner of his mouth when he heard this, it seemed to be softer than the sun, and said softly: "Zirou, you are ruthless but affectionate, close your eyes and look at the world, I am looking forward to it, if you open it again, the "Divine Book of Desire" will reach the first heaven." ”

Zirou is also looking forward to that day. ”

The purple-clothed girl's tone is soft and waxy, her posture is charming and beautiful, the two temperaments are blended, but there is no incompatibility, it is one, even if it is in the state of mind of the middle-aged man Qin Protector's cultivation, he can't help but sway, but his cultivation is profound, and he will return to the same as before in a moment.

"However, Qin Protector, do you really want to make a move?" the purple-clothed girl spoke again, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her cherry lips opened lightly, and the pink light shone, "Gu cultivation has not been successful, and now I am afraid that there will be no benefit in killing Gu." ”

The middle-aged man shook his head, this Qin Protector also showed a bit of solemnity at this time, and said: "I thought that the vein of Qingyang Peak had been cut off, but I didn't expect that the old man Niu Nose still had a back hand, this generation of "Retirement Knife" was born, it is not trivial, in that battle, the sect master had a knife and a sword and two scars, a sword burned himself, a knife was suspended, and even the true spirit in the long river of time and space was annihilated. ”

""The Knife of Death", a first-class and superior knife technique, actually involved in a trace of the trajectory of the destiny of heaven, and is not afraid of the catastrophe of the Heavenly Dao, and may be able to afford it. The purple-clothed girl muttered.

The middle-aged Qin Protector boiled tea, divided the tea, and got up after drinking a cup, the corners of his mouth were smiling, but his eyes were shining with cold light.

"Is the Heavenly Dao calamity? This seat is the calamity. ”

......

Yangzhou City.

After the fireworks in March, after the Qingming Festival, the weeping willows on the shore of the Slender West Lake also pulled out new branches, the tender green willow leaves moved with the wind, the breeze blew on the face, and there was the atmosphere of spring in the grass and trees.

Xiao Er took the reins of the carriage and settled down in the inn this night.

In the guest room, the little girl lay in front of the table, twisting her body from time to time, feeling very uncomfortable, and the dense moire iron inner armor in her shirt was too heavy for an eight-year-old girl.

But soon, her eyes fell on the bed, Su Qinian sat cross-legged, and opposite, her grandfather's increasingly full body was also sitting cross-legged, but he didn't breathe, his head drooped, and there was no movement.

Although she was still young, the little girl firmly believed that her grandfather was still alive, and that no one had been dead for ten days and half a month without a rancid stench, and even her muscles were getting fuller and her hair was a few inches longer.

Of course, the little girl didn't know that this was Su Qinian's daily mobilization of the Qi of the Origin of Heaven and Earth, washing and brushing the old man, nourishing the body, and maintaining vitality, otherwise even if the old man returned to his soul, he was afraid that he would not be able to survive for a while, and he would die and die.

on the bed.

Calm down and concentrating, stepping into the realm of turtle breath, Su Qinian attracted spiritual power and began to infuse into the old man's ancestral court.

However, this time, Su Qiannian saw a difference.

The old man's originally dark and withered edge of the divine court faintly illuminated a heavenly firmament, black clouds rolling, and terrifying waves hitting the sky, as if he was on the boundless sea.

Is that......

Su Qinian was shocked in his heart, and saw that above the stormy waves, an old man was shirtless, holding a hammer, covered in bruises, standing on the waves, looking up at the sky.

The black clouds rolled, and there was silver electricity like a dragon, blazing and sharp, tearing through the vacuum.

Soul melting!

Su Qinian thought about it, and he gave birth to a sense of enlightenment, which was the land of melting the sky, between heaven and earth.

However, it was hard to imagine how the place where the old man's soul crossed the tribulation could be connected to his own ancestral divine court and manifested.

A large amount of spiritual power has passed, and today, Su Qiannian can capture it, and the place where its passage disappears is really the edge of the divine court, the place where the heavens melt.

The next moment, Su Qinian's mind moved, and his consciousness followed his spiritual power, and in an instant, he seemed to have crossed the infinite distance and entered a vast and oppressive world.

The spiritual power condensed the divine form, and Su Qinian's figure manifested, and he stood on top of the terrifying waves, and suddenly had the illusion of stormy weather.

It's too depressing, even if it's just a spiritual consciousness, I feel that my breathing is stagnant, especially above my head, I watched it from a distance before, and I didn't hear a sound, but now it's thunderous and deafening, even the strong spiritual power practiced by the fourth level of "Ecstasy Dafa" was almost dispersed.

At this point, Su Qiannian understood the hardships of the old man, but soon, he came back to his senses and was secretly frightened, how did the old man survive for so many days, but he still did not fall into the catastrophe.

Well?

At this time, the old man with bruises all over his body turned around with a jet-black iron hammer.

It was too dazzling, and in an instant, Su Qinian only felt that he was trembling, almost pierced and pierced by this gaze. (Ask for a monthly pass, everyone comes to the starting point to support genuine subscriptions, Khan, I wrote for 4 hours at night, and the clues should be rolled out.) (Recommend a book "True Martial World": Introduction: This is a magnificent and unknown world of true martial arts, and this is a legend of an ordinary boy who has achieved a peerless powerhouse.) The cow in the cocoon, needless to say. (To be continued.) )