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"Sons and daughters are not filial!"

Two old men who had passed the Mandate of Heaven knelt down in front of the Qingyang Palace.

In Su Qinian's impression, his father, who has always been old-fashioned and not easily emotional, burst into tears.

"Get up, get up, just come back!"

Old man Chu laughed so hard that tears flowed down his eyes, and he scolded: "What are you doing on your knees! Stand up, the old man is not dead yet!"

Then, all day long, Old Man Chu looked a little crazy, drank several pots of old wine that he treasured at night, and his tongue was a little big, so that Chu couldn't help but reach out and grab his ear, and put down the wine jug with a scream.

Su Qinian watched from the sidelines, his heart was extremely peaceful, some things, after they were lost and recovered, were more important than life.

In the next ten days, Su Qinian stayed in the Qingyang Palace, no one saw him, even if he was summoned on Tianzhu Peak, he was politely refused, sometimes pointing and pointing to the disciples in the palace, and the Dharma Protector practiced the Dao, and now, with his martial arts comparable to the top Yuan Shen figures, he almost hit the nail on the head to see everything, as for Jinggu, Su Qinian first taught him the knife way, so that he first established the origin of the knife path, and then entered the light, and comprehended the sword technique.

Su Qinian believes that the day when he breaks the catastrophe will not be too far away, and some scruples can be put aside temporarily.

On the eighth day, Su Qiming went up to Wudang Mountain.

That night, the two brothers sat on the top of Qingyang Peak and drank.

"Thank you. ”

Su Qiming drank all the old wine in the wine jar in one go, looked at the silver moon in winter, and sighed.

Su Qinian shook his head and did not speak.

Su Qiming smiled, he understood that although his younger brother had never talked much, his temperament was more stubborn than anyone else, which was very similar to his father.

On the tenth day, Su Qiming descended the mountain and returned to the Beihai frontier.

Su Qinian saw him off at the foot of Wudang Mountain, seeing him go away, Su Qiming received the emperor's order, did not choose to resign, and remained in the army.

Su Qiming didn't say much, but Su Qinian understood that the Su family needed someone above the court, because his current status was different, and his position was on the cusp.

This is the golden mean.

It is not easy to reform the old and make the new, he has just taken over the reform of the Taoist Academy, and he is in charge of supervising all things in the world's martial arts, which can already be regarded as a killing in Su Qiannian.

However, with his current cultivation force, he can barely stand on his feet, which requires him to find a balance from it.

Su Qiannian understood that the imperial court regarded him as chaos, to involve the poles of yin and yang, to break the shackles inside and outside the temple, it was just the estrangement accumulated over the years, and if you want to break it immediately, it is by no means as simple as imagined.

Now is not a dark age, more than 5,000 years have passed, the rivers and lakes martial arts have gradually changed their taste, many genres are diverse, a hundred flowers are blooming, but they are messy, all kinds of fights, deceit, like a pool of muddy water.

Turning around, Su Qiannian returned to the mountain, climbed the Tianzhu Peak, and came to Zixiao Palace.

The head of the Ning Passage seemed to have expected him to come back, and he was already waiting in the palace, but his face was not very good-looking, and even looked a little heavy.

Su Qinian was a little surprised, at this moment, in the dark, he seemed to see endless darkness, the sun and the moon without light.

Well?

His gaze suddenly became solemn, Su Qinian looked at the people in Ning Dao, and said in a deep voice: "Master." ”

"Master, he's going to sit down. ”

Ning Daoren got straight to the point and said directly: "Originally, there were still decades of life, but the old wounds in the past have not healed, and the vitality has been lost. ”

What the!

For example, Su Qinian was also taken aback, the head of the Ning Channel is well known, and he is a teacher of the three crazy Taoists of the contemporary generation, and a generation of Heavenly Mandate Grandmasters.

This generation of three crazy people is going to sit down!

This is the news of the shock, as the great sect of Zhenguo, if he loses the Mandate of Heaven Grandmaster, then how can he still be worthy of the name of Zhenguo.

Su Qiannian looked at the people of Ning Dao, the news was too sudden, he always felt that something was wrong, but the darkness in the dark was so deep and suffocating.

Ning Dao people obviously understood Su Qinian's thoughts, and said with a wry smile: "If you give Lao Dao another ten years, it may not be possible to approach the realm of pure yang, and then receive the inheritance of the previous generation of three crazy Dao people, within a few years, you may be able to achieve the position of the Mandate of Heaven, but now that you are in such a hurry, I am afraid that for decades, Lao Dao will have no hope of the Mandate of Heaven." ”

The inheritance of the Mandate of Heaven is not only a treasure book of the Mandate of Heaven, but also involves all kinds of incredible legacies of creation, only with the cultivation of the Yuan Shen of the Ten True Realms, it is the best time to receive the inheritance, if it is the pure Yang of the Yuan Shen, it is difficult to accept the inheritance, because there is already a way of its own, no longer follow the predecessors, and to open up a new trajectory of the Mandate of Heaven.

Su Qiannian groaned, it was already an eventful season, and now it is undoubtedly worse.

A few years into the mandate of heaven, the last generation of the three mad Dao people have been alive for decades, and decades of the mandate of heaven, the last generation of the three mad Dao people sit down, these are two completely different situations, for the entire Wudang, will be a great challenge.

Su Qinian knows that there is no eternal inheritance in this world, and it is difficult to predict whether this time is a blessing or a curse.

"A year later, Wudang or the mountain will be closed. "Ning channel is humane.

Seal the mountain!

Su Qiannian shook his head, the three crazy Daoists of Wudang sat down in advance, and the destiny of heaven fell, what kind of catastrophe would be born, and it was by no means something that could be put an end to by closing the mountain.

There was a touch of coldness in the eyes of the people of Ning Dao, and he said: "I have accumulated more than 5,000 years of savings in the Wudang True Martial Realm, and I have entered the realm of the third turn, unless it is the fourth turn quasi-holy realm, there are a few people in the world who can break it, and I should taste the power of my Wudang True Martial Seven Sword Formation!"

Three turns to the quasi-holy realm!

Su Qinian's heart moved, this was also the first time he knew the existence of Wudang's real suppression, it turned out to be a quasi-holy realm, as for what the realm of the three transformations was, it was unknown.

Ning Daoren continued: "There are nine turns in the quasi-holy realm, and we have ten major sects in the town and country, plus the royal family, each has a quasi-saint realm, all of which are left by the first generation of the mandate of heaven, and the descendants of the mandate of heaven continue to condense, conceive and accumulate, and the quasi-saint realm is also constantly promoted, day by day, I am the quasi-saint realm, and I have also reached the peak of the three-turn realm, but if I want to be promoted to the fourth turn, I still lack savings......"

Su Qinian listened carefully, he knew that this was the Ning Dao people teaching him secrets, and he also understood why the Heavenly Emperor City and Shu Mountain were so transcendent between the great sects of the towns and kingdoms, it turned out that whether it was the Heavenly Emperor City or Shu Mountain, they all had one side of the four turns of the quasi-holy realm, in addition, the other eight towns and kingdoms of the great sects, the quasi-saint realm were all in the realm of the three turns, but the depth of their savings was different.

It is no wonder that although this generation of Sword Saints of Shushan has never returned to the throne, it is still famous in the Jianghu martial arts, except for the Nine Great Sword Emperors, these four quasi-holy realms are the real reliance.

As for the royal family of the Han Dynasty, it is even more above the great sects of Zhuzhen State, just because the first generation of the Han Emperor gathered the fortunes of the country and the number of qi in the world, which has made him promote to the realm of the fifth turn.

"If the five Three Transformation Quasi-Saint Realms descend at the same time, the True Martial Realm will definitely be shattered. ”

In the end, Ning Daoren spit out such a sentence, he looked far away, looking outside the Zixiao Palace, this sentence made Su Qinian's back cold, could it be that the rest of the Zhenguo Sect would have such a killing heart?

"Rumors. ”

After a pause, the people of Runing Channel couldn't help but take a deep breath and said, "It is rumored that the quasi-holy realm will turn nine times, and if you go further, you will turn into a real holy realm, and all beings in the holy realm will live forever." ”

All beings in the Holy Realm, live forever!

Su Qinian's pupils contracted, in the Holy Realm, can he get eternal life?

This is a secret that is enough to shake people's hearts, but it is conceivable that even if it is the royal family of the Han Dynasty, it is only a five-turn quasi-holy realm, and if you want to quasi-saint realm nine turns, how difficult it is to go further.

Su Qinian's heart was heavy, originally he stepped into the holy forbidden, thinking that he had set foot in the world of the real powerhouse in this world, but now he found that on the road of cultivation, he had just entered the hall, how many miraculous skills, shaking the past and the present, were far from what he could imagine, this world was far more turbid than he imagined.

"Then the demon clan ......"

Su Qinian looked at the people of Ning Dao, back then, the demon clan had nine demon saints, the demon emperor was vertical and horizontal, and how many quasi-saints there were.

The people of Ning Dao told that back then, the nine demon saints only joined forces to create a holy realm, and who knew that the holy realm was first formed, and it was banished by the first generation of Han Tianzi, the four kingdoms of heaven, and the dragon sage, into the turbulence of time and space.

It was also at that time that all the quasi-holy realms of the demon clan were burned to forge the holy realm, so that they were re-expelled by the human race and driven into the land of the four seas.

These are all secrets that have not been circulated in the whole world, and even in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, Su Qinian understands that this is the truth.

But what if you know the truth, the road still has to go down step by step, the human race has experienced more than 5,000 years of recuperation, and the martial arts are multiplied, and they are no longer as weak as they were at the beginning.

It wasn't until night that Su Qiannian came out of Zixiao Palace, and no one knew what Su Qiannian experienced in the palace on this day, only that he returned to Qingyang Peak and began to retreat.

This retreat is more than two months, crossing the wax moon, missing the annual festival Dabi, and even Chinese New Year's Eve and the entire first month, never coming out of the Qingyang Hall.

On the second day of February, the dragon raised its head.

After the New Year, Wudang was particularly cold, the snow was still falling, and there was not a single brick and a half in the entire Qingyang Palace.

Goose-feather snowflakes freeze into ice under the eaves, slipping like knives and swords, crystal clear.

Finally, the door of the Qingyang Hall reopened, and Su Qiannian walked out, he was dressed in a pure white and purple silk robe, his white hair was purer than snow, and he was crystal clear, gently rippling in the cold wind.

In front of the Qingyang Palace, Qin was shocked when he was standing on the stake and practicing the seventh style of the Turtle and Snake Fist, and he looked at Su Qinian who walked out of the Qingyang Palace, and the vicissitudes of life were even stronger than before. (Ask for a monthly pass recommendation ticket, the starting point genuine subscription is the greatest support for the ten steps!Well, the next story must be more exciting, thank you for the understanding and support of the brothers and sisters of the Wumeng!) (To be continued.) )