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The next day, the top of Qingyang Peak.

Ding! Ding!

The two long knives collided in the void, there was no magnificent momentum, and there was no too much strong qi and blood, Su Qinian's knife was sometimes thick, sometimes exquisite, and sometimes unpredictable, such as a sword, such as a whip, such as a spear, such as a halberd.

The young Taoist priest's long knife is bright, breaking through the sky silently, his knife technique is very simple, there are no superfluous changes, just a basic knife technique, but it is often just a knife, it is easy to break Su Qinian's knife move changes, forcing him to change his tricks in the middle.

Half an hour later, the two exchanged twenty-three knives, and stood at the same time, the young Taoist priest had a calm breath and did not change his face, while Su Qinian was breathing slightly chaotic, and his mental power was quite consumed.

At this point, he really understood that compared with the young Taoist, his foundation was too poor, and neither of them used any qi and blood, but only fought with pure moves, and he didn't expect to make a judgment.

But I didn't want to be at this moment, but the young Taoist priest bowed his head slightly, and said: "A third-rate knife method "Bibo Five Slashes", four knife methods that do not enter the stream, and one swordsmanship, marksmanship, halberd method, whip method, Yue method, and spear method that do not enter the stream, you understand faster than I imagined." ”

Realizing quickly, it means that the foundation is shallow than imagined, otherwise the water will overflow, and it is very difficult to understand, Su Qinian took a deep breath and turned around and went down the mountain.

The next day, Su Qinian comprehended a third-rate knife method, five knife methods that do not enter the stream, and one hook method, fork method, mace method, fingering method, stick method, palm method, and hammer method are not in the stream, and on the third day, Qingyang Peak peak. He took the thirty-six knives of the young Taoist priest, and the knife technique became much more rounded. But it is still often cut off, and it is useless.

Day 3. In one breath, Su Qinian fully comprehended a third-rate knife method, seven knife methods that do not enter the stream, and a total of nine spear methods, hammer methods, leg methods, crutch methods, and fist methods that do not enter the stream.

On the fourth day.

The two long knives were silent, the knife light was not visible, the air was not waved, Su Qinian fought with the young Taoist priest, and the two kept changing their moves, but it was weird. Dozens of knives have passed, and the blades of the two have not collided once.

Forty-nine dollars, sixty-four dollars, eighty dollars!

Eighty-first knife!

Clang!

The blades collided, like a bronze bell ringing, Su Qinian retreated several feet in a row, the blue iron long knife was raised, his blood was drumming, and he finally subdued it, and the knife sank into the mountain rock in front of him.

"Go ahead. The young Taoist priest turned to look at the sea of clouds outside the cliff, and became silent again.

Put the knife back in its sheath. Su Qiannian groaned slightly, and bowed to the back of the young Taoist, but the young Taoist priest didn't seem to notice, and Su Qinian didn't care. Get up and go down the hill.

On this day, it was the eighth day of the lunar month.

It wasn't until Su Qiannian's back disappeared into the thick mountain fog that the young Taoist priest slowly turned around. There was finally a bit of sigh in his eyes, above the four realms of martial arts. There is also a fifth realm, which transcends the essence of the gods. It is for the Dao realm, in the third-rate martial arts, the Dao realm is the true meaning, comprehend the true meaning, the first four realms can be formed naturally, and if there is no seed of true meaning, it needs to be gradual and gradual, the Dao realm is difficult to understand, and it has been the case since ancient times.

He originally thought that just three days was only enough for this young man to reach the fourth realm of the basic sword technique, and it was precisely because it was the foundation that it was even more difficult to understand the true meaning of the truth in the ordinary, but he didn't expect that when the three days passed, this young man actually faintly touched the threshold of the Dao realm, or rather, he had already stepped into it with half a foot.

In the eyes of young Taoists, it is not easier than comprehending a second-rate martial arts that has lost the inheritance of true meaning, and even in the plain, it is a little more difficult.

"It's a pity that I only caught eighty swords, and if I caught the eighty-first swords, I would steadily enter the fifth realm. ”

The young Taoist priest muttered, but he also knew that it was impossible, the difference between a knife and a world of difference, it may be an epiphany, it may be a few days, it may be a few months, it may be a few years, or even a lifetime will not be able to understand it.

As soon as he got off the mountain, Su Qinian met the fat man who was covered in mud and seemed to have rolled three times in the swamp, and the fat man looked unlucky, and when he saw Su Qinian, he almost cried bitterly, and pounced on him.

The corners of his mouth twitched, Su Qinian was not polite at all, he let go of one side of his body, and at the same time put a foot on the fat man's meat-like buttocks, making him fly sideways for several feet, and fell in front of the Qingyang Palace, as soon as he looked up, he saw Qing Yu coming not far away, a Taoist robe was messy, full of sword mouths, as if he had been delayed, but these openings were all very different, but they had not broken through the snow-white lining inside, and now, Su Qinian looked at it again, and only sighed for the cultivation of the sword-maker, sure enough, none of the three young Taoist priests was a fuel-efficient lamp。

The fat man got up again, and the three of them looked at each other, and they all laughed loudly.

"Let's go, let's boil porridge!" the fat man drank.

"Do you have rice?" Qing Yu sneered and glanced at him.

The fat man scratched his head, and seemed to remember that they had three meals of demon bear broth a day, and they were all from the miscellaneous servant room on credit.

In front of Qingyang Spring, the sword marks of the three of them bloomed green, and the Yuanshen World subsided, and they returned to the depressed and dilapidated Qingyang Peak five hundred years later.

When the three of them came to the Qingyang Palace, they saw a blazing bonfire, a clay pot was set on it, and the rice was fragrant, mixed with the aroma of peanuts, barley, black rice, and lotus seeds.

It is the quiet valley of the Xianding Peak, which actually boils porridge in front of the Qingyang Palace.

"Laba today, why don't you stay at Xianding Peak and come to us?" the fat man said in surprise.

"What's there to treat on the peak, every year it's those people, those faces, I've seen enough, all kinds of rules are very big, I'm not comfortable at all, it's better to come to you for the festival, how about it, I know that most of you practice martial arts hard, and you don't have time to tinker with this time-consuming Laba porridge, I came to boil it last night, and now it seems to be just right, and there are four jars of old flower carvings, I soaked wolfberries, and they are all warm. ”

"Flower carving!"

The fat man exclaimed, his eyes lit up, this old rice wine soaked wolfberry is most suitable for the cold winter wax moon to drive away the cold and warm the stomach, and the stamina is also enough, the fat man has always been good at this mouthful.

However, Su Qiannian and Qing Yu glanced at each other, even this stubborn young man knew that they practiced martial arts hard, it seemed that at these times, there were not a few people staring at their Qingyang Peak.

I didn't care, the morning sun rose, and the four of them gathered around the bonfire and drank the flower carving.

The five-pound altar, one person and one altar, with the deepening of cultivation skills, the physical body and divine treasure are gradually opened, and the amount of Su Qinian's wine has also risen, as soon as this person relaxes, there will always be such and such miscellaneous thoughts, in Su Qiannian, no matter how good Huadiao rice wine is, it only makes the qi and blood in his body burn a few points, but his heart is getting heavier and heavier.

Because there is an emotion in this world, regardless of men and women, young and old, young and old, spring, summer, autumn and winter, day and night, and at this time Laba is more prosperous, it is called concern.

The wine was surging, and Su Qinian thought of his eldest brother Su Qiming, who once scattered his fame and fame, and sent Beihai, which was a cannon fodder camp that took the lead every time he charged into battle and resisted the Beihai Demon Clan. And the frontier is bitterly cold, the coast is frozen, exhaling into ice, how many soldiers are frozen to death, although the supply of the Celestial Empire is endless, it cannot withstand the huge number of demon country soldiers and horses day and night.

There are also parents in the prison, and the second elder has been in the prison for almost three months.

The last two catties of wine, Su Qinian swallowed all his stomach, he was hot all over, after all, he took a few deep breaths, and calmed down, but the calmer his gaze, the more blazing his heart became, his eyebrows and heart were beating, and he suppressed his spiritual power for a few days.

Hastily drank a bowl of laba porridge, and Su Qinian got up and walked into the Qingyang Palace.

Qing Yu and the three of them put down the wine jar and looked at each other, and now, they probably know Su Qiannian's origin, as the second son, he is alone in Wudang, compared to the three of them, the things they need to carry are too heavy.

In the Qingyang Palace.

Su Qiannian sat cross-legged and slowly let go of the restraint on spiritual power, and suddenly, a wisp of almost chaotic qi and blood swayed up under the hook of spiritual power, following the star position determined by the third level of the "Ecstasy Dafa", and rushed to the first star aperture.

Without the slightest obstacle, the power contained in this seemingly thin wisp of qi and blood was magnificent, and it was like a bamboo, and the first star aperture belonging to the third level of the "Ecstasy Dafa" was blatantly penetrated.

Taking advantage of this momentum of breaking bamboo, another wisp of qi and blood was triggered, and the two impure mixed yuan qi and blood were combined, like a chaotic arrow, directly piercing the second star aperture and piercing through it.

In an instant, the four star apertures that belonged to the third level of the "Ecstasy Dafa" and the third star position were half opened.

Su Qinian was also a little frightened about this mixed yuan qi and blood that had not yet been refined, and now he had only completed the refining of four into four points, and when the qi of the beginning of heaven and earth completely refined the qi and blood, it was really immeasurable what kind of great power he would have.

The third star aperture, a little difficult, did not take long to penetrate again, until the last star aperture of the third star position, Su Qiannian attracted the qi and blood of the whole body, in the Shenting Star Sea, a fiery red Pegasus tore the void, but compared to before, this Pegasus gave birth to pieces of golden-red scale armor all over the body, and the four hooves also became more and more robust, and red gold scales were also derived.

Imaginative, Tianmawei is a ball of light, and it seems that it is still in metamorphosis.

Rumble!

Su Qinian was violently shaken, and he used all his qi and blood to penetrate all the star positions set by the third "Ecstasy Dafa" in one go.

The spiritual power was raised to a heavy heaven, and in the depths of the void in the underworld, a rich cool air flow descended, and it seemed that a clear spring was submerged into his ancestral divine court, absorbed and swallowed by the spiritual power, and the stagnant spiritual power seemed to have been reborn, broke the shackles, and began to skyrocket.

100! 30%! 80%! 12!

Su Qinian's eyes were shining brightly, and his spiritual power grew too fast, and he began to leak out, and there was a faint sign of manifesting the world. (Ask for a subscription, ask for a monthly pass, genuine subscription is the greatest support for the ten steps, and the ten steps implore everyone to subscribe to Chunyang.) (To be continued.) )