Chapter 45 The World Martial Arts

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Su Qiannian didn't want to turn back, because he felt that there were too many ways to turn back in this world, and he was afraid that if he left, it would be difficult to turn back.

And his martial arts are on a knife, whether it is the true qi of resignation or the resignation knife, not only adhering to the true intention of retiring the heavens, suppressing evil and promoting good, but also after he conceived the god and established the way, there is only one way to go.

Only take in the straight, not in the song.

Even if there is a sea of swords and fires ahead, you have to cross it all the way.

As soon as the bright moon showed a corner, footsteps sounded in the deep alley, Su Qiannian looked up, and through the open gate of the monastery, he saw a monk's robe like ink, as if it was darker than the deepest night.

Void Monk!

Su Qinian showed a look of surprise, and he didn't know why this evil Buddha disciple appeared now.

Soon, when he got closer, he saw the very ugly face of the void, stared at him deadly, and sneered: "I really don't know what to say, you actually came here, don't you know, you will soon become a lost dog, why bother." ”

"I'm the head of the house. Su Qiannian looked at him and said seriously.

The Courtyard Master?

The Void Monk finally showed a look of surprise, he swept the dilapidated Dao Courtyard in front of him, and finally laughed out loud, bending over with a smile.

"You're a one-man Taoist academy, the new master, do you think this is a boy running a family?"

"I think so too. ”

This is in front of the main hall, and the old man who is sitting in an improper posture responds to the road, and he is weak.

Su Qiannian ignored the two. The broom stopped, and swept away the moss from a stone slab.

The Void Monk couldn't help but roll his eyes. Then he walked into the temple and sat down on the steps in front of the main hall. At the same time, he distanced himself from the elderly.

The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, looked at him, and scolded: "Little monk, how can you get out of the house, don't you know any etiquette?"

The Void Monk glanced at him and said lightly, "Wash it and then speak." ”

"You!"

The old man glared at him, and then he didn't say a word, and squatted in the corner in front of the hall and sulked.

At this time, Su Qiannian stopped his figure. Looking up at the bright moon that was about to rise, he looked at the evil Buddha disciple in front of the main hall, and said in surprise: "You're not leaving?"

The Void Monk was not angry and said: "The little monk wants to keep an eye here, but don't be beaten to death." ”

When Su Qinian heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he didn't speak anymore, because he knew that in the eyes of the Void Monk, he regarded him as the fruit of detachment. It must be picked by hand, and it is not known what detachment is.

......

On the shores of the East China Sea.

It is a majestic ancient city, as high as a mountain. Standing between heaven and earth, towering into the sky.

On the ice-cold city gate, which is as huge as a hill, are three big characters that have been glorious for thousands of years. It is different from the Chinese characters that have been passed down in the world, but as long as the people who live in this ancient city can understand it. This is the emperor who belongs to the Emperor of Heaven.

Heavenly Emperor City!

The city that belonged to the emperors of the past dynasties stood on the shore of the East China Sea. Suppression of the ancient and the modern.

For many demon clans in the East China Sea, Heavenly Emperor City is an insurmountable moat, blocking their footsteps from stepping into the territory of the human race.

At this time, dusk fell, the sun fell, and a bright moon rose from the end of the East China Sea, revealing a bright yellow and crystal crescent.

Knock!

At this moment, in the Heavenly Emperor City, many city residents raised their heads, they would not think that this was the sound of drums, because it was too familiar, it was the sound of a person's footsteps.

The sound of a person's footsteps resounded through the towering Heavenly Emperor City.

Until people saw a familiar figure, tall and majestic, if there were invisible steps under his feet, he took three hundred steps and climbed to the top of the imperial city after three steps.

This is a young man who looks like he is only about the age of a weak crown, and only the vicissitudes of life exuded by the white hair on his temples tell people that his real age is not like this.

At this moment, a young man in a white robe stood on the top of the Heavenly Emperor City, he stood with his hands in his hands, his eyes slightly closed, just standing there, as if it was more vast than heaven and earth.

The king of men!

The mountain roared like a tsunami in the Heavenly Emperor City, and countless city residents showed reverence and looked up at the top of the Imperial City.

If it is said that in the Heavenly Emperor City, except for the Heavenly Emperor who has not lived for a long time, who else can make everyone show such a crazy color, there is only that one human king in ancient and modern times.

The first on the list of the great Han Yuanshen, the only one in the ancient king!

Boom!

Er, the top of the Heavenly Emperor City, the king of people opened his eyes, and the two blazing eyes were like heavenly swords, piercing through the nine heavens, and there was a bright sun sprinkled on the shore of the East China Sea, giving birth to an amazing vision of the sun and the moon shining together.

This is the realm of the king of men.

What kind of eyes are that, flowing with vicissitudes of life, there seems to be the sun, moon and stars rising and falling in them, at this time, the eyes of this human king revealed a faint discoloration, and then raised his feet and stepped forward.

Airplanes!

In the Nine Heavens Cave, the sky and the sun converged, and as it fell, a majestic dragon with a length of thousands of feet took shape under its feet.

Dragon scales larger than the house, a pair of dragon horns, five claws, piercing the vacuum, this is a golden light, as bright as the sky.

Especially the pair of dragon eyes with condensed light, it seems that it can absorb the Xuanhuang of heaven and earth, and the universe is desolate.

The next moment, the king of men rode the dragon, and a vacuum avenue opened up in the void, stretching to the far north.

......

Shaolin Temple.

An ancient temple, standing on the Shaomuro Mountain, has survived more than 5,000 spring and autumn wind and rain.

Daxiong Treasure Hall.

The abbot of this generation, Master Konghang, holds a Zen staff in his hand and stands in front of the main hall.

An old monk who looked a little burly but had a compassionate face, with deep wrinkles on his face and white eyebrows like snow.

At this moment, in front of the empty hanging master, a bamboo cane and mango shoes, the little monk in the moon-white monk's robe smiled and pushed the bright yellow gourd on his waist behind him.

"If you block the eyes of right and wrong, you can't stop the true and false hearts. Master Kong Hang opened his mouth and said lightly, "Mingjue, you're drinking again." ”

The little monk smiled and shook his head: "How come, the disciples have always been strict in obeying the precepts, and the wine has never been touched." ”

Master Kong Hang glanced at him, unwilling to say anything more, his apprentice was only sixteen years old, and he was on the list of dragons and tigers, as for whether to drink or not, you can know from his name on the rivers and lakes, but the little monk never admitted it, and he, who was a master, turned a blind eye.

"Go, the Taoist Academy has been opened, and my Shaolin should return. After a moment of silence, the Empty Hanging Master looked at the rising moon and spoke.

The little monk Mingjue showed a little surprise, maybe after this night, the Taoist Academy will really be annihilated in the long river of martial arts, and at this time, he will enter Beijing, and what can he change.

"Go, Nan no Amitabha!" "Hanging the master Xuan Buddha's horn in the air, he turned around and walked into the magnificent treasure hall.

The little monk Mingjue looked at the master's back, suddenly turned around with a smile, and re-hung the wine gourd on his waist on the bamboo cane, he walked away from the temple, and chanted slightly drunk all the way, and many monks in the temple looked at the nose and nose, as if they had not heard it.

"After drinking the monk's wine, you can't sleep peacefully! After drinking the monk's wine! The Buddha of Lingshan does not live long! After drinking the monk's wine, he stepped on the nine-story building! The nine-story building did not look back when he arrived at the other side! Without looking back, the Bodhi tree made a spring and autumn ......."

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, the abbot stood in front of the Buddha's golden body, slowly turned around, he looked in the direction of the mountain gate, and the long chant of the little monk was clear in his ears.

"That's what I heard, Amitabha!" Master Konghang put down his Zen staff and folded his hands.

......

Xijiang Road, Tianshan Vulture Palace.

On the top of the ethereal peak, a middle-aged woman stood on the edge of the cliff, this is a middle-aged woman who looks a little cold, dressed in a plain white dress, standing on the edge of the cliff at the moment, but a pair of eyes reflect the vicissitudes of an ancient city, and the Son of Heaven is full of dragons.

"Palace Master, the young lady is out of customs. ”

At this moment, an old woman appeared silently on the edge of the cliff and bowed her head.

The middle-aged woman didn't turn around, but a voice sounded, calm and unquestionable: "Since the "Only My Supreme Gong" has been completed, let's go down the mountain, that Taoist courtyard should have a place for my Vulture Palace." ”

"Yes, Palace Master. ”

......

At dusk on this day, there were disciples descending from Emei, Quanzhenjiao, Shushan, Longhu Mountain, Reincarnation Temple, and Wudang.

In addition, Dizang Temple, Beggars, Zhennan Hou Duanjia, Ganlu Temple, Sword God Villa, Fengyun Valley, Shendao Yujia...... Dozens of top sects and families moved together, and there were outstanding disciples who walked out of a state.

The capital Chang'an, the Forbidden City, the Imperial Palace.

Inside the Shang Study.

Han Tianzi, dressed in a dragon robe, stood in front of the window, and the concubine was waiting by his side, this beautiful concubine looked at the silhouette of the person in front of her, and her clear eyes seemed to be a little distant.

"What is the Holy One looking at?"

Han Tianzi took a long breath and said, "I am watching this bright moon rise in the east, and I want to illuminate my country." ”

The concubine groaned for a while, and said, "Why did the Holy Lord let that temple remain. ”

Han Tianzi smiled, he smiled very coldly, and said: "I just want to see, after so many years of my father's abdication, who still cares about this acre and three points of land, this world is my world, this country is my country, this country is my country, under the whole world, it is not the king's land, the shore of the land, it is not the king's minister, if I want to attack the four seas, I must first clear the country." ”

The concubine was silent when she heard this, she looked graceful and beautiful, like a twenty-nine fragrance, only the occasional sparkling flow of autumn water-like eyes, revealing a trace of the breath of time.

The Royal Road Long Street, the west of the city, the Royal Academy.

The golden silk nanmu gate is sparkling, even at night, it is difficult to hide the ancient and noble.

At this time, the lights of thousands of homes in Chang'an City were bright, but the long street of the imperial road was rarely empty.

Tonight, destined to be sleepless, everyone's eyes converged in front of the ancient and sacred academy, and at this time, the vice president of the outer courtyard, Li Yongqing, a scholar, opened his eyes slightly. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, the starting point genuine subscription is the greatest support for ten steps!Well, this bloody plot has kicked off, and the entire Jianghu martial arts has also kicked off so far, please wait and see, the next plot will be very exciting, please come to the starting point to support genuine subscription, just two cents a day. (To be continued.) )