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In the depths of the outer courtyard, this is a courtyard that looks very quiet, the green bamboo in the courtyard is swaying, but there is a rapid sound of the piano, if it is ambushed on all sides.

Under an old bamboo, a middle-aged man who looks like he has a warm temperament, dressed in a purple robe, sits cross-legged at this time, the stringless guqin on his knees is sonorous, and there are five-colored sound waves filling this courtyard, the void is like a crack, and it is torn open one after another hideous cracks.

But no matter how dilapidated the void was, it did not hurt everything in this courtyard, nor did it spread.

After a long time, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the cracked void also intertwined and bonded at this moment, forming a large net that enveloped the entire courtyard.

Gong Shangyu, who was dressed in a purple robe, got up, looked at the void qin net in front of him, and finally laughed out loud.

"Gu Weiwei!I'm afraid you wouldn't have thought that this time I broke through and stood up, I have already glimpsed the realm of the Seven Thunder Tribulations, and I have even understood the realm of no strings, and your Taoist academy master wants to inherit the lineage of Wudang Qingyang Peak, so I naturally want to give a big gift!"

Demon King's Mansion.

In such a harvest season, the Demon King's Mansion is even more deserted, because the West Sea Frontier is about to move, and Liu Zeng'an, the Demon King of the Demon Town, sits in the extreme west to defend against the demon clan.

In the gatehouse, the old butler with a goatee was sitting around with a few subordinates to warm wine, he did not have a shelf, several subordinates did not have a little fear, and on the octagonal table, there was a chessboard.

After a while, taking a sip of the warm old wine in the market, the old butler's eyes were a little deep, and he looked into the depths of the palace, where the county lord retreated.

"Old Butler......

There are people who want to speak and stop, and now, who doesn't know that the only daughter of the Demon King, the lord of Hanyang, looks at the Taoist one differently, although he has never said anything, but in the eyes of everyone, it has been overflowing.

The old butler stroked his goatee and shook his head, but looked out the window, which was in the direction of Hubei Road.

Even this old housekeeper didn't expect that the young man he personally sent to Wudang Mountain last year would rise in such a short period of time and months, attracting the wind and clouds in Chang'an City, appearing on the Dragon and Tiger List, and becoming a rare masterpiece of the younger generation.

Now, he has experienced the trip to the dragon mound, and has entered the forbidden field, this is the real top character of the younger generation, if it is not for the inheritance of the ominous, but dignified and dignified death knife, he will have a place for the new generation of top primordial gods.

Thinking of the girl who had been extremely stubborn since childhood, the old housekeeper felt a little headache for the first time.

The three words Qingyang Peak, only they, the old people, really know what kind of meaning it has in the past years.

It can be called an outlier in Wudang Mountain, and there are not many records left in history, many of which have been destroyed by various sects and families, and even the royal family has acquiesced.

Yes, this time Qingyang Peak was re-established, and the old housekeeper also felt a mess, and he didn't know how many forces in the rivers and lakes would be aroused.

At this time, he couldn't guess what the thoughts of the people in charge of Wudang, Ning Dao, were so proclaimed to the world and so publicized, what kind of purpose existed.

But fortunately, the golden peak of Tianzhu Peak, the one in the Taihe Palace is powerful, but it has not appeared for decades, even if it was a shocking appearance in the Moyun Mountain Range before, but he didn't know the reality.

Jianghuai Province, 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.

On the riverside, on an inconspicuous flower boat, the window edges are carved and fragrant, and a middle-aged man is sitting at a rosewood 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.

At this time, a purple-clothed girl holding a banner lifted the curtain, walked slowly, and sat down gently at the rosewood table.

Her eyelashes are very long, her eyes are closed, but she hasn't made a mistake, and her posture is charming and beautiful, the two temperaments are blended, and she is one body, and she said lightly at this time: "Qin Protector's injury should be healed." ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man's originally warm face suddenly became a little ugly, and he said in a deep voice: "There was a master on the side that day, and he couldn't make the trip, I didn't expect this son to practice so fast, and he actually set foot in the forbidden realm, Zirou, you said to raise Gu, don't you think that this Gu has gradually torn open the furnace and is out of control." ”

The purple-clothed girl smiled, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her cherry lips were shining, and she said, "Zirou has never mastered the furnace, so why not lose it." ”

The middle-aged man changed color slightly, and then said in a deep voice: "Qingyang Peak is re-established! This is what my Demon Sect absolutely does not want to see, especially my Demon Sect, this is the former enemy of my Sect, and I must cut down the grass and eradicate the roots!"

"So, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Zirou will come to Wudang Mountain in person. ”

What the!

The middle-aged man Qin Protector showed a shocked look and said, "Could it be ......?"

The girl in purple got up, walked with a flag, and walked out of the flower boat before a voice came from afar.

"It's been so long that a lot of people have forgotten it. ”

......

Doin.

Behind the main hall of the sermon, in a quiet courtyard.

The old courtyard master showed a contemplative look and said, "Qingyang Peak has been re-established, that kid has finally taken this step, and he is a little in a hurry." ”

"Slow, just right. ”

This is the opening of the king of men, and this young man in a white robe with sideburns like snow stands there, as if he were the center of the heavens, and is more vast than the heavens and the earth.

The old courtyard master listened to this inconsistency and seemed to mean something, but it was difficult to guess this person's thoughts for a while, so he could only smile bitterly: "Lao Tzu's time is running out, you can't speak well." ”

However, the king of people didn't pay attention to his meaning at all, and suddenly the old man was so angry that he couldn't help but blow his beard and stare at him.

In the mountains of Wudang.

As the months passed, more and more Wudang disciples noticed something unusual, and the air in the mountain seemed to have become faintly stagnant.

This is extraordinary, Wudang has a mountain protection array, the true martial arts seven sword array, not to mention the abnormality, even the evil demons of the outer path were detected by the big array long before entering the mountain, and they were strangled into ashes.

But now, many people clearly found that above that Qingyang Peak, the sky was clearly a little bleak.

The more advanced the cultivation of disciples, deacons, Dharma protectors, and elders, the more profound they feel, which involves the luck in the underworld, Qingyang Peak's luck is strong, but it is really unpredictable to encounter such variables.

There are also Wudang disciples who sneered, this is Wudang Mountain, they don't believe it, on November 25, who else dares to be presumptuous in their Wudang Mountain.

The True Martial Seven Sword Formation will not be merciful!

November 20th.

At the top of Qingyang Peak, under the sunset, Su Qinian opened his eyes again, the vicissitudes of life on his body were almost so thick that he couldn't dissolve, and even the night when he reached the top of the mountain these days felt a burst of shock, and he didn't know what had happened.

Ten days have passed, Su Qiannian has comprehended the red dust seal, and has experienced the reincarnation of the tenth life.

In this tenth life, he has been a frontier general, a weak Confucian scholar, an ordinary herdsman, a blacksmith in the market, shaved transitions, received ordination, and even fell into the devil's path and was reborn as a prince.

The reincarnation of the tenth life, true or false, he was a little skeptical, and all the previous things were dreams or real existence.

Combined, he is afraid that he has lived for more than a thousand years, such a long time, even the Heavenly Mandate Grandmaster has not experienced more than he has experienced in the red dust.

The only regret for him was that many of the mental techniques he had learned, many martial arts he had practiced, and all kinds of inheritances he had obtained had been forgotten after he woke up, and all that was left was the memory of Hongchen for more than a thousand years.

Fight for your life in the red dust, or shroud in horse leather, or die tragically on the street, or die in the end, or fly to wreak havoc.

At this time, in the Ancestral Divine Court, the seven-colored light that belonged to the red dust seal had shrunk by a circle.

However, Su Qinian gave up continuing to participate in enlightenment, reincarnation tenth, he felt that he had reached a limit, even if he conceived the god and gave birth to the will, there were signs of loss, if he was reincarnated again, it was very likely to sink forever, and it would take a period of time to polish to calm down and recover completely.

In the remaining four days, the harvest was great, but it was much beyond Su Qinian's expectations.

And in the past four days, the vicissitudes of life accumulated in his body have also dissipated a lot, which also makes Qingye who has to reach the top again breathe a sigh of relief.

November 24, this night is destined to be sleepless.

As early as ten days ago, many miscellaneous Taoists on Qingyang Peak began to be busy, because there were too many colleagues in the coming rivers and lakes, and they were set up at the foot of the mountain with the succession ceremony.

And this night, the starlight was dim, and the invisible haze over Qingyang Peak was also accumulated to an extreme under the observation of Su Qinian's spiritual will.

Golden Lock Peak, the top of the Purple Gold Guanghua Building!

Jin Guang Zhenren stood with his hands in his hands, he was dressed in a light gold robe, his eyebrows were slender, his sideburns were drooping, a dusty golden light was shining in his hand, and his eyes were as sharp as a sword.

Looking at the nearby Qingyang Peak from a distance, the Golden Lock Peak Lord, who was only young and had not been confused, had become a Dao Yuan God and had begun to accumulate to prepare for the Double Thunder Tribulation, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Heavenly Dao and human tribulation, how can it be so easy to cross, this is just the beginning of ......"

......

Qingyang Palace.

On this night, Qingyang Peak was brightly lit.

Su Qiannian walked down the peak, and after more than ten days, he returned to the palace, whether it was Jinggu or Li Qinghe, or even a miscellaneous Taoist, they all faintly felt that the vicissitudes of life on the new peak master were heavier, and in addition, there seemed to be some differences, but they couldn't say it.

Only the old soldier, when he saw him again for the first time, he couldn't help but light up, this young man, he couldn't see through it more and more, it is enough to show that this young man has improved in this short period of time.

At this time, Su Qinian's mind moved, and the vicissitudes of life became weaker and weaker, until he returned to the same as before, at least those who had seen him recently would no longer notice any difference.

Seeing this, the old soldier couldn't help but show a little strange look, feeling that this young man probably had something in mind. (Ask for a monthly pass recommendation ticket, the starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for ten steps!) (To be continued.) )