Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1098 I have lost my hair and locked my body. (one more)
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Mr. Su, it would be great to come to Beijing with the old man!
Qi Hengwu felt that it was necessary to take certain actions, because he knew better than anyone else that the Mr. Su in front of him had achieved achievements in martial arts, especially after the eradication of Dao difficulties, his energy and spirit were increasing day by day. In the sea of ​​vertebrae and bone marrow, there is always some kind of power that seems to come from the source, which makes him feel a subtle transformation all the time.

Su Qinian pondered for a while, then nodded, some things cannot be solved by a single person with strong force, at least within three years, even if he alone suppresses all the titled martial saints, it will be difficult to change people's hearts. Only with the power of the whole country can we achieve results.

"but……"

Thinking of the two people still kneeling outside the gate of the Martial Academy, Qi Hengwu also felt a little headache. If he left, and some experts from the Holy See came, Luo Qian and the others might not be able to stop them.

"It's okay."

Su Qinian understood his mind, and from the black hair on his head, two ordinary-looking hairs fell off, like psychics, rose straight up in the wind, and turned into several meters long, thick and thin thumbs, like two real black dragon cubs Cub, cruising out of the maple forest, landed outside the Martial Academy, and bound the Patriarch and Di Break.

Qi Hengwu took a deep breath. This Mr. Su's method was no different from that of a fairy. He didn't doubt whether those two strands of hair could stop the masters who might come from the Holy See. In his impression, this one If you don't make a move, it's enough, and once you make a move, you will push everything horizontally, just like the quasi-earl of the blood clan who is as strong as King Kong indestructible in the battlefield of the Shanhaiguan ruins before, in his hands, he is also weak as an ant, and can be crushed with a snap of his fingers.

what the hell!

Outside the gate of the Martial Academy, the old face of the kneeling patriarch twitched. After a day of pointing and pointing, he had returned to calm from his initial anger. He believed that no one in this world could escape the purification of the Holy See. The heresy in the court will be doomed in the end, and all the shame he has suffered will be recovered in the court in the near future.

It's just that the thing bound on the body looks familiar, it looks like...a piece of hair.

I must be thinking too much, the old man has lived for nearly a hundred years, and he still can't believe that a Chinese master can possess such a miraculous method, let alone if it is really just a strand of hair, it is really a kind of Completely ignored and humiliated, when he was nothing to the Holy See.

……

Midday on the moon.

Outside Beijing, there is still some coldness that is unique to the North. The Forbidden City has stood for more than [-] years, and even in the [-]rd century, it still remains unchanged. The exquisite craftsmanship of ancient craftsmen made Su Qinian sigh. I have been to the Forbidden City, but this is the first time I have come here in the middle of the night. The Forbidden City in the middle of the night does not look deep, but under the moonlight, it exudes an unspeakable solemnity and grandeur.

In the depths of the Forbidden City, in a majestic hall.

An old man sitting cross-legged, wearing a blue Confucian shirt, with a face like a crown of jade, but full of white hair, slowly opened his eyes, a faint golden light flowed, and said: "An old man came from Jinling, and he led Come here."

"Yes, old ancestor!" Someone outside the hall responded respectfully.

A few minutes later, outside the gate of the Forbidden City.

Qi Hengwu smiled and said, "Here we are."

hum!
The ancient palace gate opened wide in the middle of the night, with a unique rhythm, which is the trace left by the abrasion of time.

"Old Qi!"

Walking out with the two guards was a middle-aged man with an elegant temperament, wearing a lavender white Confucian shirt, with the aura of a scholar coming towards him, mighty and mighty.

"It turns out that the seven sons of the Confucian family are waiting here," Qi Hengwu said with a smile, "I heard that your awe-inspiring qi has been advancing bravely over the years, and you have already broken through the limit of the human body for the seventh time, but you are approaching the age of [-], which is very rare."

The middle-aged man called the Seven Sons of the Confucius family sighed: "How can it be compared to Mr. Qi, you have a big thunder dragon sword in the daytime, shattered a hundred miles of thunder clouds, went straight into the starry sky, and obtained the King Kong, and you will be immortal from now on."

No?
For any extreme warrior, climbing to the top and proving that King Kong is not bad is a supreme achievement and an eternal pursuit.

Even two months ago, Qi Hengwu thought the same, but now, he has seen a world that he has never seen before. Perhaps human beings have only taken the most shallow steps on the road of life evolution.

"The old man is still on his way!"

Qi Hengwu couldn't help sighing, and said, "Okay, take us to see Shengru."

"Old Qi, come with me."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar nodded, and when he turned around, he couldn't help but glance at Su Qinian next to him. This young man was very strange to him, but he was able to follow Mr. Qi. He presumably was either a close descendant or had an unusual background. .

ten minutes later.

Qi Hengwu pushed open the gate of a majestic ancient palace in the depths of the Forbidden City, and walked into it side by side with Su Qinian. Until the moment the gate was closed, the middle-aged Confucian scholar was still a little suspicious. Qi Lao is leading the way for him.

The hall is very quiet, there is smoke from the incense burner, and the sandalwood scent is not very strong, which makes people feel peaceful.

Looking at the old man in green shirt sitting cross-legged on a futon in the center of the main hall, Su Qinian felt a faint power of the small world, but it was a little incomplete, but it was not the embryonic form of Qi Hengwu. Obviously, the person in front of him A so-called holy Confucian, with a holy word on it, should be the number one master in Huaguo today, the one who surpasses Vajra Indestructible with the title of Martial Saint.

Heir of Confucianism, descendant of Confucius!
This is what Qi Hengwu told Su Qinian. This sage has been sitting in the capital all year round, and even the high-level officials wanted to give him the position of national teacher, but he was politely rejected by him. The root of the country is the people, and he dare not be the teacher of hundreds of millions of people.

At this moment, the sage opened his eyes.

The golden eyes are ancient and clumsy, and an aura of grandeur rushes towards his face. If the aura of grandeur on the middle-aged Confucian scholar before is like a breeze blowing on his face, the aura of this holy Confucian in front of him is like the Yangtze River or even the ocean, an ordinary person with ulterior motives , I am afraid that I dare not stand in front of him at all, and the awe-inspiring aura will immediately reveal his true colors.

Ok?
The next moment, the sage's gaze passed Qi Hengwu and fell on Su Qinian beside him.

Because the aura he sensed just now was only Qi Hengwu alone, but now there are two people walking into the hall, even if he hadn't opened his eyes, even standing in front of him, he would not be able to sense it at all.

"Qi Hengwu, I have met Senior Sage Confucianism."

Immediately, Qi Hengwu saluted respectfully. Even if he was over a hundred years old, he was only a junior in front of this sage. The sage had lived for a hundred years before the establishment of the ultimate martial arts. After the establishment of the ultimate martial arts, almost Only half a month after the current pope, he was proved to be indestructible, decades later, and nine days after that, he was promoted to the title of Martial Saint.

It can be said that for Huaguo, sages are the gods of the sea and the universe, but sages live in seclusion and do not seek fame and fortune. In the impression of many people, they are not as popular as those who are not bad.

"This is..." Shengru looked at Qi Hengwu.

After half an hour.

Between the two fingers of the old man in cyan shirt, a silver-purple crystal long knife buzzed. In a square inch of space, the void was distorted, and the thunder's edge was surging, but he couldn't break free.

Ding!
With a flick of his fingers, the long knife shot out and fell back into Qi Hengwu's hands. He took half a step back and put the knife into his body. He thought that he had solved the difficulty of the road. The gap between him and the title of Martial Saint will be infinitely narrowed, but he didn't realize that he was still far behind until he fought with Shengru. From Shengru, he actually felt the same breath, It's just very weak, and it can't reach the level of enlightenment.

"Sure enough!"

Shengru sighed: "Unexpectedly, Xiao Qi, you took this step first, but we stopped, and we saw great terror."

Su Qinian looked at this old sage, and he was able to detect the aura hidden behind Daozhen. This person's spiritual will is not weak, and he has reached the middle level of reincarnation. Generally speaking, in the vast starry sky, just entering the reincarnation The saints in the world are nothing more than this level of will cultivation.

Qi Hengwu didn't dare to take credit for it. A few minutes later, the sage concentrated his eyes on Su Qinian and said, "There are dragons and tigers hidden in the world. I didn't expect that such a young man named Martial Saint was born in the silence of the world."

The forty-seven-year-old titled Martial Saint, even with the state of mind of this holy scholar for more than two hundred years, has created waves. It is precisely because of this step that he knows how difficult the road to martial arts is. Whether it is him or the contemporary Pope The thirteen people all paid a price unimaginable for ordinary people.

After a long silence, the holy Confucian said again: "Faith disturbs people's hearts, but it involves people's livelihood, so it should not be moved lightly. Your Excellency may have noticed something, but the battlefield of the ruins is not easy, and the whirlpool of various sects is very deep. It is my Confucianism. Many years ago Respecting Confucianism alone, in order to spread the word to the world, has also swayed and disturbed people's hearts, so if the old man does not lead the position of national teacher, he will repeat the same mistakes, let Confucianism rise and fall, and people's hearts cannot be disturbed."

After a pause, the old man stared at Su Qinian, his golden eyes were magnanimous and deep, which was almost condensed into a substantive righteousness, and he pondered: "I need a reason."

Qi Hengwu was a little nervous at once, he didn't have the heart of sage and Confucianism, in the world, he felt that he still didn't think about it, but the time was tight and he couldn't think long-term.

Su Qinian smiled, looked straight into Shengru's eyes, then showed a serious look, and said, "Okay, Su will give you a reason."

He slowly closed his eyes, and in his memory, a figure emerged and gradually overlapped with endless time and space.

"I cultivate awe-inspiring energy, and the sky can be measured at a distance!"

Su Qinian spoke again, opened his eyes again, and an unspeakable rhythm filled the hall immediately, which made the holy scholar stand up suddenly. (Genuine subscription is the greatest support for ten steps! Ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket.)
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