Chapter Twenty-Five: Red Dust Marks in the Red Dust!
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November 25, the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wudang Qingyang Peak was re-established, and the peak master succeeded to the ceremony, inviting all the major sects of the town and the country, top sects and families to come to watch the ceremony. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The news almost swept through the entire Shiyan Prefecture with lightning speed, spread to the entire Hubei Province, and spread to the entire territory of Dahan.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed, November 11.
The sun is rising.
At the top of Qingyang Peak, watching the sunrise here, each day is more magnificent than the previous day.
Su Qinian stood here, watching the sun rise from this ancient land, dazzling gold and red, shining all over the world.
He was dressed in a pure white robe, and with the morning breeze blowing lightly, he saw the sea of clouds surging in front of him.
When the morning sun completely rose, he withdrew his gaze, stretched out his right hand, and saw a golden red flame floating in his palm, scorching and domineering, with a sense of burning the eight desolations.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, at such a time, it was an unexpected joy to be able to have such a harvest.
In fact, as early as in the original dragon mound, it was only one kick away from the door at the beginning, after all, it was different from starting from scratch.
Er, Su Qinian felt something, in the ancestral court, the god body opened his eyes and saw the entire Qingyang Peak.
Suddenly, he saw a rich purple qi rising from the foot of the mountain, this is the luck purple flame belonging to Qingyang Peak.
Originally, the purple qi of Qingyang Peak was not obvious, and the vitality was bleak, but since he returned from Chang'an City, the purple qi gradually appeared, and then he set up the idea of re-establishing Qingyang Peak, the purple qi was prosperous, and finally passed the seven tribulations of Zhenwu.
Now, Su Qiannian looked up, but saw that in the sky above Qingyang Peak, above the sky, there was gradually a haze gathering.
This haze does not exist in the present world, it is difficult to see with the naked eye, only the spiritual will conceived by Su Qinian like this can penetrate the vanity and see the source.
When the haze gathers on the purple flame of luck, it will be like a dark cloud in the sky, and when it accumulates to a certain point, it will rain heavily and extinguish all the flames.
It seems that most of this succession ceremony will not be peaceful.
Su Qinian retracted his gaze, his eyes showed a solemn look, and at the same time, there was a cold light, no one could stop Qingyang Peak from re-establishing, and no one could stop him from succeeding to the position of peak master, not only for Qingyang Peak, but also for the second elder who was trapped in the prison at the end of Tianlao Street in Chang'an City.
Therefore, even if the top primordial god figure stopped in front of him, he would not hesitate at all.
Where the long knife goes, what joy is life, and what is fear of death!
In the following days, Su Qiannian lived on the top of Qingyang Peak, watching the sun and moon rotate, the sea of clouds changing, and at the same time, his mind sank into the ancestral court, blended into the seven-colored light, and realized the red dust seal, one of the eight seals of the king of people.
Red dust marks in red dust.
At the moment of merging into that seven-colored light, Su Qinian felt that his consciousness was chaotic, and when he woke up again, he became a new life, ripe and landed, and was born in an ordinary farmer's home.
It's all dreamlike, but it's all too real.
Gradually, Su Qiannian forgot the past, as if everything before was a dream, the years turned, he grew up, became the strongest young hunter in the village, even the monsters in the barren forest dared to hunt alone, he practiced "Galloping Horse", and actually opened up the eighth and ninth realms, and was accepted by a hidden master.
He got a supreme inheritance, broke into the rivers and lakes with a body refining divine skill, went through countless dangers, and finally pushed his peers sideways, becoming a rare master of the younger generation, ranking in the forbidden field.
However, he came from a meager background, and the hidden master sat down soon after leaving the inheritance, and finally, on the day of his enlightenment, he encountered the resistance of the original god, and the demon king shot out of the air, although he was difficult to preach, but the original spirit was condensed, and it was not yet stable, so he was knocked down to the mortal dust, fell to the first-class realm, and there was no chance to preach the Tao.
So far, he has been decadent all day long, and there is a girl who has always been by his side since the day he stepped into the rivers and lakes, no matter how he speaks ill of him, he has never left.
In the end, the girl even rejected the desire of another top family to marry, and the top family from which she was born shot until the last moment, and when she was established, she saw the girl lying in her arms, and finally closed her eyes, and he finally came to his senses, stepped into the killing road, condensed and killed the Yuanshen, hit two top families, and killed a top Yuanshen master, and the other was suppressed, kneeling in front of the girl's tomb, for ten days and ten nights.
In the following decades, he was famous all over the world, and his name was spread in all countries of the Quartet, and he even walked in the land of the four seas and killed more than ten demon kings.
Sixty years later, although he tried his best to collect rare herbs and even elixirs to replenish his vitality, the second elder still passed away at the age of ninety.
This is a great pain in life, in this world, he has no relatives, alone.
He walked alone between heaven and earth, and a hundred years later, he survived the ten thunder tribulations, the pure yang of the primordial gods, stepped into the top of the realm, and added a hundred years of life.
At this point, he was known as the god of killing, walking in the two realms of humans and demons, and finally attracted several demon emperors to take action.
In that battle, the heavens and the earth were overturned, the void was cracked, and it was densely covered for nine days, and he killed the two demon emperors strongly, and finally exhausted his strength, and fought to death again, seriously injured the other, and then retreated with serious injuries.
Regardless of the turmoil in the outside world, ignoring the invincible name in the world, he returned to the foot of the mountain where he was born, where there were three tombs, and those were the three closest people in his life.
In the end, he sat down in front of the three tombs three days later, and before he died, he buried himself in the tomb of the maiden, and he burned the world of the original gods, and the three tombs were eternal, comparable to divine iron, and finally destroyed all consciousness.
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The summit of Qingyang Peak.
Nine days after the sun set, Su Qinian slowly opened his eyes, and the vicissitudes of life on his body became heavier.
Is it really a dream?
He felt a weakness of his spiritual will, and before he knew it, his incomparably strong spiritual will was almost exhausted.
A lifetime has passed like this, and in this world, only a short day has passed.
This is a rare realization, and the various aspects of martial arts practice are almost blurred, but the bits and pieces of the past two hundred years are still fresh in my memory.
Walking in the red dust, he seems to have experienced the vicissitudes of the world.
This is the Red Dust Seal!
Su Qiannian sighed, the king of people is worthy of being the king of people, and he has a red dust mark in the red dust, although he still has not comprehended this seal method, but all the previous experiences, the accumulation of too many martial arts understandings, and the lack of time to digest have been fused at a speed that was unimaginable before, and he has many insights, which are difficult to describe.
Looking at the Ancestral Divine Court again, the seven-colored light had shrunk a little.
And above the head of the god's body, the illusory dragon ball is rising and falling, emitting a misty clear light, different from the seven-colored light transformed by the red dust seal, this forbidden inheritance, Su Qinian is still difficult to understand, he tried to touch it with his spiritual will, but was turned away, obviously he has not yet reached the requirements of inheritance.
The long night was long, Su Qinian couldn't sleep, in fact, when he reached his current realm, just meditating for a while, he was full of energy, and even if he didn't sleep for several years, he would not feel the slightest discomfort.
The bright moon hung high, and it came up early at night, bringing with it a collection of old wine and roast chicken.
The two of them sat cross-legged on the edge of the cliff like this, drinking freely without a body, and the two roast chickens did not even have any bones left, and their teeth were all shattered when they were ground up and down.
In the end, laughing in the early night, he stumbled a little, drunkenly descended to the peak, and when he left, he shook his head with a long groan, looking relaxed and freehand, but Su Qinian could see a little bruise from the broken corner of his robe, obviously in the past few days, he has not relaxed at all, and his practice has become more and more desperate.
Not only Su Qinian, but even Qingye and others, who had never conceived the gods, became more and more aware of the invisible oppression passed down from the heavenly dome as time passed.
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Huashan, Chaoyang Peak.
On the top of the peak, a middle-aged man dressed in a scribe's green shirt and a short beard stands tall, which is the best holy place to watch the sunrise on Mount Huashan.
"Elder Xuantong! Wudang has a fast horse and whips, and invites me Huashan to go to Wudang Mountain to watch the ceremony on the Mid-Autumn Festival on November 25, Qingyang Peak is re-established, and the little fairy Su Qiannian succeeds to the position of peak master. ”
Gu Xuantong waved his hand, and the Chaoyang Peak disciples behind him understood, and silently retreated.
Looking up at the rising sun, a sneer appeared on the corner of Gu Xuantong's mouth, and he said lightly: "What about the young taboo? Qingyang Peak is re-established, and the successor to the master of a peak depends on whether my Huashan agrees!"
After a pause, Gu Xuantong once again showed a bit of mockery, and said coldly: "Ji Yuan, you were domineering and unpopular back then, how can you break the rules of the rivers and lakes in this world, five hundred years ago, Huashan discussed swords, if you return to dust, but return to the earth, if you want to resurrect the ashes, you have to ask the old man back then if he agrees, hatred is enough to be inherited!"
The capital Chang'an, the Marquis Ling's mansion.
Ling Tong sat in the main hall, the huge main hall empty, except for the sound of his fingers tapping on the handrails.
"Taboo? No wonder the Seventh Killing Stone of the Nine Shadows sank into the sea. Ling Tong's eyes condensed slightly, stretched out again, and chuckled, "Then, you have to ask for more blessings, the next eighth kill, the ninth kill, will be the most terrifying abyss in this world." ”
Forbidden City, Nine Emperors Palace.
Liu Qingming, the ninth prince, gritted his teeth, smashed the armrest of the seat with one palm, he got up and shouted: "Damn the second son of the Su family! Ming has more than ten of them already died in his hands, taboo! He actually stepped into the forbidden realm!"
"How is it possible! He has only been practicing for a few years, how can he suddenly step into the forbidden level!" Liu Qingming was shocked and incredulous, suddenly thought of something, and exclaimed, "True Dragon Inheritance! In the Dragon Tomb, he must have entered the True Dragon Tomb and obtained a True Dragon Inheritance and all kinds of creations left over from the fall of the True Dragon!Not bad! It must be so! Damn, this should be something from my royal family!" (Asking for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, the starting point genuine subscription is the greatest support for the ten steps!) I wanted to see three more tomorrow.,Tomorrow may be a blind date.,Everyone waits for tomorrow's ten-step notice to determine.,If you make an appointment.,Three changes the day after tomorrow.。 (To be continued.) )