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Daming Temple, Daxiong Treasure Hall.

This generation of Daming Temple abbot is an old monk who looks a little blessed, he wears a purple and red robe, at this time is sitting in front of the Buddha's golden body and beating the wooden fish, chanting with the elders in the temple, overtime close to Qingming, wandering away can not be reincarnated of the lonely soul and wild ghosts.

Click!

Abruptly, the old monk's hand was broken, he frowned, and an elder in the Daxiong Treasure Hall opened his eyes.

"The height of the temple is worried about its people, and the distance of the rivers and lakes is worried about its king," the old monk sighed, "The real dragon comes out of the troubled times, and the dragon dance in the prosperous era, I didn't expect my Daming Temple to enter the ......game early."

"Amitabha!" In the Daxiong Treasure Hall, a group of Daming Temple elders shouted Buddha's name.

......

The liveliness in Yangzhou is different from the capital Chang'an, which is the gentleness and roughness of the north and south.

Su Qiannian drove, the long street was wide, enough for seven or eight high-headed horses to walk side by side, the Jianghuai women were soft, the flower boats on the canals in the city were warblers and swallows, and the fat powder could be smelled far away.

"Brother Beggar Nian, you're going home, aren't you?"

The little girl poked out her immature little head without reading, and said timidly, her big eyes blinked, as if she could speak, and her eyes were a little dim.

"It's coming. ”

Su Qinian nodded and replied softly, he had told the little girl that when he crossed the boundary of Yangzhou and entered Hailing Prefecture, he would be considered home, and now that he has entered Yangzhou City, most of the little girl is thinking about it, and she is a little sad, because she was adopted by her grandfather. In his early years, he was abandoned in an icy alley and almost froze to death.

So even though she's only eight years old. also tried her best to save her grandfather, because she understood. If the old man leaves her again, she really won't have any relatives.

And when the group passed through most of Yangzhou City, Su Qinian, who was driving a horse whip, felt the corners of his eyes jump, and there was even more spiritual power surging in the ancestral court, and it was like a stormy sea in an instant.

Ten zhang ahead, is the Dragon Guardian Villa.

This is the Dragon Protector Villa in Yangzhou City, which is a Dragon Protector Villa, which surpasses the Dragon Guardian Villa in Jianghuai Dao Prefecture, second only to the general village of Chang'an, the capital.

Vermilion Gate. The copper nails were shining, and the four armor soldiers were guarding the door, standing still like a stone statue, and their bodies exuded a rare iron-blooded aura in Yangzhou City.

At this time, at the end of the long street, a young monk dressed in an ink-like monk's robe with beautiful eyebrows appeared.

Su Qinian handed over the alternate dragon guard token, and the four armor soldiers said respectfully: "I've seen my lord." ”

"Take care of them until I come back. ”

"Yes, sir!"

The four armorers were stunned for a moment. His gaze swept over the carriage, and then nodded, in the Dragon Guardian Villa, even if it was the alternate dragon guard. There are also many rights, even if the foundation has not yet been established, and the naturalized officials have not been naturalized. Sealing the nine products is also equivalent to the lifting of the people who have not yet entered the office. It can be seen that a town is clothed and the town is not worshipped.

"Brother Beggar Nian, will you come back?"

The little girl was a little nervous not to read it. Looking at Su Qiannian, although he was a little reluctant to travel this way, he was more worried that as soon as Su Qiannian left, his grandfather would never wake up again.

Reaching out and rubbing the little girl's head, Su Qinian took a deep breath and said seriously: "I will definitely come back." ”

"Then beggar brother go, if you don't read it, you must be obedient. The little girl smiled and was very well-behaved.

Leaving the alternate Dragon Guard token to the little girl, Su Qiannian turned around and walked towards the end of the long street.

Strangely, this street is sparsely populated, and the closer you get to the end, the fewer people there are, until Su Qiannian saw a young monk, who couldn't see mercy in his monk's robes, he seemed to see the depths of the endless underworld, the lowest level of the Nine Shades.

The fourth kill of the Nine Shadows!

Su Qinian's heart gave birth to a sense of enlightenment, and at the same time, it was like facing a great enemy, the young monk in front of him was different from the empty Bodhisattva monk of Jiuhua Mountain Ganlu Temple, and his whole body exuded the breath of belonging to the nine shades of the underworld, which made him brew and temper for many days The true intention of resuming his life was stirred.

"Nine Shadows!" Su Qinian said in a deep voice.

The dark monk's clothes were slightly rippling, and the young monk's eyes were indifferent, and he said lightly: "Nine shades are not nine shades, it has nothing to do with me, your blood may help me to transcend." ”

Detached?

Su Qiannian frowned, a little incomprehensible, but from the moment the other party appeared at the end of the long street, he had an unparalleled sense of crisis far away from Li Xu, and it was definitely extraordinarily powerful.

I am not underestimated, but overestimated.

This is Su Qinian's only thought at the moment, if he doesn't die this time, there will be a fifth kill, a sixth kill, and a ninth kill.

Dragon Guard.

At this time, in a courtyard full of green bamboos in the depths of the villa, a middle-aged Confucian student sat at a stone table and carefully brewed tea, the water was a mountain spring outside the city, and the tea was the tip of bamboo leaves.

Er, this middle-aged Confucian put down the tea bowl and looked up into the distance, his gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the void and see the direction of the distance, frowning at this time, and muttering: "How could it alarm the one in the Daming Temple, the little fairy of Wudang, Su Qinian of Qingyang Peak, the Demon King's Mansion of Yipin Town, and the Qiankun Arsenal, it is really more and more exciting......

......

At the end of the long street.

In March, Yangzhou was misty and misty, and Su Qinian was full of chaotic qi, and the mixed energy and blood formed a field, isolating the continuous spring rain from the size.

More than ten zhang away, the young monk did not move at all, allowing the rain to wet the monk's robe, and the ink-like monk's robe seemed to melt and stick to his body.

He showed a rebellious and cold smile, and said: "Give you a chance to make a move, if you are too weak, I will pinch your bones inch by inch, so that you can experience the extreme pain in this world, if you can get by, I will leave you with a whole corpse." ”

Rumble!

As soon as his words fell, Su Qiannian made a move, and this shot was not merciful.

In the depths of the void, wisps of the Qi of the Origin of Heaven and Earth fell down, Su Qinian pinched the fist seal, and the Chaos Furnace rotated on the fist, although it was only the size of a palm, but the Qi of the Origin was like a dragon entangled, and the spiritual power was injected, and the true meaning of the turtle and snake fist was torn apart by the air of more than ten zhang in a radius, revealing the pale vacuum world.

Rise!

There was a dragon's roar, the air behind Su Qinian was distorted, and a horse wearing golden red dragon scales descended into the world.

"Yes, Wudang Turtle and Snake Fist has a bit of a climate, but its own pattern is still a few points behind, and it has not yet been freed from its shackles. ”

The young monk said coldly, his palm shook, and he turned decay into magic, and with a simple palm, he directly tore apart the Yuan Shi Qi and fell onto the Chaos Furnace.

Clang!

Sparks splashed everywhere, Su Qinian snorted, and slid back seven or eight feet, and then looked at the fist blade, the chaos furnace was sunken, and a clear palm print appeared on the furnace wall.

What a domineering and sturdy body!

Su Qinian's heart sank, it was certain that this person must have practiced a body refining martial arts, I don't know the level, but it is definitely not low.

Hey?

In this fight, the young monk who let the spring rain come raised his eyebrows, his eyes lit up slightly, and said: "It's more interesting, the prototype of true intentions, and actually played a trace of insignificant condensed fist intent, although it has never been out of the shackles, it is commendable, but it is not enough! ”

"Descending to the Third Ming King"?

Su Qinian's eyes are unprecedentedly solemn, this young monk does not hide the origin of martial arts, in this Buddhist martial arts, Su Qiannian flipped through many classics in the Wudang Outer Courtyard Tibetan Scripture Building, and how not to know, this "Descending the Third Ming King Body", it is this Yangzhou territory, Daming Temple's peerless martial arts, it is rumored that the first generation of Daming Wang Temple achieved the pure Yang Yuan Shen of the top master in the later years of the Dacheng creation, "Descending the Third Ming King Body" was born on the day of the birth of the "Three Ming King Body", the sky descended auspicious clouds, the Buddha's light shone, the earth gushed sweet springs, three days and three nights did not stop.

Airplanes!

Su Qiannian clenched his fists, the chaos furnace on the fist blade was magnified, and the ancient furnace body was glowing with cold metallic light, rising and falling in the void, the air distorted and collapsed, unable to withstand the rudiments of the true intent of this powerful fist, and gave birth to spiderweb-like cracks.

The black-robed young monk didn't move, he stood with his hands in his hands, looking up at the chaos furnace above his head, and then the lid of the furnace was lifted, and the scorching mixed energy and blood were enough to smelt gold and iron, and it fell down, drowning his whole person.

Bang dang!

As Su Qinian's fist moved, the Chaos Furnace fell down, enveloping the young monk in it.

Bell!

Su Qinian stepped forward, he stepped on the turtle and snake pile, his body was like a turtle revival, the turtle and snake nine fists circulated in his hands one by one, and the nine strands of true meaning were injected into the furnace wall, and even the entire chaotic furnace was magnificent, and the chaotic light was intertwined, and an ancient divine turtle was faintly seen crawling on the furnace, suddenly recovering, looking up to the sky and roaring, swallowing the sun and the moon, and giving birth to a magnificent dragon horn.

Along the way, Su Qiannian not only sharpened his bright heart, but also polished the true meaning of the Turtle and Snake Fist, and now the nine-style Turtle and Snake Fist is melted into one furnace, although he still has not found a way to promote to the tenth layer of "Turtle and Snake Gong", but the Turtle and Snake Fist belonging to him Su Qinian, after also attracting a trace of the dark gold true dragon in the Ancestral Divine Court, has already begun to appear.

This is the pinnacle punch that Su Qinian has made since he stepped into the martial arts.

The Chaos Furnace shook, and the chaotic energy and blood like the Yangtze River suddenly burned several times, and the young monk who was originally in it with an expressionless face finally changed slightly.

"Underestimate you!"

The young monk scolded, and then waved his palm, and with a flick of his palm, there was a golden glow like ink, tearing apart the mixed energy and blood, and imprinting it on the wall of the furnace.

Syllable!

The Chaos Furnace shook violently, and the sharp palm prints stood out on the furnace wall, which was the power of the pure flesh, and belonged to the solid physique tempered by the "Descending the Third Ming King Body".

Su Qinian's expression remained unchanged, the faster he stepped in his footsteps, the Qi of the Heaven and Earth Origin in the depths of the void continued to fall down, and even he ran the "Town Dragon Pile" from time to time, and began to absorb the life vitality under the earth, the nine-style turtle and snake fist was endless, and he fought more than ten times in an instant, and more than ten strands of turtle and snake fist true intent prototype blessed the chaos furnace, and the handprint that was struck out by the young monk quickly healed. (Ask for a monthly pass, genuine subscription is the biggest support for ten steps, at the end of the month, there are no days, everyone who still has a monthly pass will vote for Chunyang.) (To be continued.) )