Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 365 Re-establish Qingyang Peak!

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In the blink of an eye, three days passed.

During these three days, the gate of Qingyang Palace was almost broken by the footsteps of visitors from all peaks and veins.

Most of the people who came here were disciples of Zhumai, or even deacons. There were even a few elder brothers of Zhumai Zhangfeng who came to visit. There was no trace of doubt in Qi Nian's eyes, but instead he became suspicious.

isn't it?This person's knowledge of martial arts and even the origin has greatly exceeded their imagination. They once asked for help from the Taoist protector on the peak, but they didn't seem to be as thorough as this newly promoted Su Zhangfeng.

The only thing that made everyone hesitate was that this Su Zhangfeng came back this time, but his temples were like snow, and he was full of vicissitudes.

Many people speculated about what kind of misfortune happened to this little fairy to make a young man who was supposed to be full of vigor turn gray.

Obviously, this is not a good sign.

Jin Suofeng.

This is a spiritual peak surrounded by white clouds, with white cranes flying, phoenixes building nests, peaks, pavilions, and pavilions. In the center of these pavilions, a tall building of Venus red sandalwood towers ninety-nine feet high, and the whole body is shining with purple light. , Venus is twinkling, as if all the stars in the sky are gathered here.

Zijin Guanghua Building!

This is the main place where Jinsuo Peak has been in charge in the past dynasties. The place where the peak is guarded is built with solid red sandalwood that is three feet high, two feet thick, and grown for thousands of years.

On this day, in Zijin Guanghua Building.

There are bursts of sandalwood, pure heart and peace of mind, the lamp made of red gold is lit, the lamp oil is fragrant, the flame is bright, not a bright yellow, but an extremely noble purple, and the entire Zijin Guanghua Building is illuminated by this kind of fire. Bright, like a purple starry sky, red sandalwood and gold stars are like stars all over the sky, ups and downs in all directions, flickering and flickering, extremely mysterious and vast.

At this moment, in this sea of ​​stars, a pale golden middle-aged Taoist is sitting cross-legged. His temple hair is drooping, his eyebrows are slender, his eyes are slightly closed, his breath is faint, as if he is in the middle of virtual reality, and his vitality is insignificant. check.

However, no one in the entire Wudang Mountains dared to underestimate this middle-aged Taoist who has just passed his age, because he is the owner of this generation of Zijin Guanghua Building, the master of Jinsuo Peak, and the real Jinguang.

Similarly, he is also the only person in Jingzi's generation who has proved the top of the Dao. After the Taoist, the rising star who is most likely to hit the Yuanshen list.

Of course, the cultivation bases of many master masters of various peaks and veins are more advanced and profound than this Jin Guang master, but in terms of potential, they are far inferior. Proving the Dao Primordial Spirit before it is too confusing is a huge challenge in itself. Talent, as for before the age of thirty, there are not many people who have proved the Dao Yuanshen in their youth, and there are not many people in the entire Han Jianghu Wulin.

The year of standing is a hurdle, and standing upright, it is only at the age of thirty that you can really gain a foothold in the Jianghu martial arts and lay a foundation. A first-class position almost heralds the beginning of the golden years of this life.

In this world, most of the top primordial spirits only prove the Tao and become the primordial spirit after they are not confused. Therefore, in the years of their thirties, in the next few years, they break the shackles and prove the top of the Tao. Undoubtedly, it is enough to attract the attention of the entire martial arts world.

hum!

At this time, the Jinguang Daoist opened his eyes, his eyes were like glass, as if there were two suns rising and falling, the light was dazzling, as if at this moment, the sea of ​​stars in front of him turned into day.

"Is it a death knife robbery? It's faster than expected, the thicker the foundation, the faster the death!"

The Lord of Jinsuo Peak said calmly, at this moment, his eyes seemed to have crossed the distant void and landed on that tall and beautiful mountain.

Inside the Qingyang Palace, in the quiet courtyard behind the Qingyang Palace.

Su Qinian, who was sitting opposite the old soldier and drinking tea, moved his eyes slightly and turned around slowly.

In front of his eyes, the mountain peaks in the distance were suddenly pulled closer, revealing a tall building filled with purple air, and a dazzling figure floating in the sea of ​​stars in the building.

Ok?

In the Zijin Guanghua Building, a strange look flashed in Jin Guang's eyes, and he actually noticed his own gaze?

Without doing anything more, Master Jin Guang withdrew his gaze, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "It turns out that I have learned some skills, but it is far from enough, it is only less than four years..."

Even though it has been recorded in Wudang's historical annals that once the heir of the Xiuming Dao enters the first-class realm, and the comprehension of the Xiuming Dao reaches [-] swords, he can possess the power of reversing and slashing the primordial spirit, but in Jin Guang's eyes, the Su family Whether the second son can live to that day is still a matter of opinion. Even if he reaches the first-class state, he may not be able to understand the twenty-one swords of life. In the last few years, it was only when he fully realized that he reached such a sword state.

In the current state of this person, the life-saving knife disaster has come ahead of time, and now he is covered with vicissitudes, his temples are covered with snow, whether he can live to the age of forty is still unknown.

Qingyang Palace.

Su Qinian withdrew his gaze, turned around again, grabbed the tea on the stone table, blew off the foam, took a sip, and then slowly put it down.

The old military craftsman raised his eyebrows, and said, "It seems that that one treats you less and less."

With a chuckle, Su Qinian said: "I don't want to see him for a long time either."

The old man was slightly stunned, and then took a deep look at him. After not seeing him for a long time, when he came back again, he found that this young man had almost undergone earth-shaking changes. This change was not only in terms of cultivation and strength, but also in terms of spiritual level. , the whole transformation of spirit, energy and spirit, in the seemingly back-to-basics temperament, sometimes revealed is a kind of invincible belief, a kind of hidden and unrepentant arrogance.

If the young man in front of him used to be a treasured sword with its sharp edge looming in its sheath, then now it is a magic sword with its scabbard shattered, its sharp edge directed, unscrupulous, and indestructible.

What kind of experience caused this young man to undergo such a big change in such a short period of time, even with the experience of an old man, he couldn't figure it out for a while.

Suddenly, Su Qinian took another deep breath and said, "If he can see me, I can also see him. Those who don't want to see him are not here."

The old man's eyes were shocked, looking at the young man in front of him at this time, he did not expect him to be able to say such words, this is not an ordinary mind, and this young man's words have something to say, even if it is him, he can't help showing his deep thoughts color.

Su Qinian sighed in his heart, this is the current Wudang, not only Wudang, but the entire world of martial arts, has deviated from the previous track.

Only those who have truly experienced those dark years can understand what kind of sadness it is to starve to death, corpses piled up into mountains, mourning and ruining the bones, the emperor died in battle, crying in the rain of blood, it is the people of this world who suffer so much!

Now, the monster race is ready to move, and even began to try to penetrate the void again, open the celestial road of the ancient sealed town, and the shadow of the demonic way is also heavy. Su Qinian does not want to see the dark years come again, even if he only caught a glimpse of the beginning of the dark years, He also doesn't want the scene thousands of years ago to repeat itself. There are his relatives and close friends here. If the iron hooves of the monster clan step on him again, it will be an unbearable pain.

That being the case!

Su Qinian was determined, and his eyes showed unprecedented fierceness. He may not be able to change anything temporarily, but there will always be a day when he grows up. Now, as a disciple of Wudang, Qingyang Peak is in charge of everything. Start here!

The sudden change made the old man on the opposite side startled. He didn't know what decision this young man had made suddenly, why he gave such a sharp gaze, he suddenly became suspicious, even if he knew that this young man was very unusual now, and he was on the dragon and tiger list. It is enough to step into the top [-], even higher than the current ranking, but it is difficult to see through it at a glance.

The sun rises, half an hour later.

In front of the dry Qingyang Spring, the sword seal between Su Qinian's brows flashed away, and he stepped into the twisted void, into the world of primordial spirit.

In the heyday of five hundred years ago, time seemed to freeze on that day, and every time it came, everything it saw would repeat itself, except for the four real people of Ji Yuan, those faces full of vitality were like dream bubbles, Unbearable to touch, disillusioned in an instant.

In front of the Qingyang Hall, Jiyuan Daoist with gentle eyes stood there, seeing Su Qinian approaching, his eyes suddenly became blazing.

At this moment, Su Qinian actually felt a sense of transparency all over his body, and only then did he understand that this real person with extreme primordial spirit might not just be an ordinary real person with primordial spirit. The sword, the existence that overwhelms the heroes, is probably not much weaker than the human king in the depths of the monastery.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Immediately afterwards, three good words in a row came from the mouth of this real person of Jiyuan. He was calm and gentle, but each word he uttered was heavier. It can be seen that this person is extremely satisfied with the current Su Qinian , I also saw some things that ordinary people can't see.

Not long after, the three young Taoist priests also arrived.

At the first sight of Su Qinian, the young Taoist priest's eyes were also blazing, he not only sensed the aura of the source of life, but also captured the mysterious charm of the source.

But immediately, looking Su Qinian up and down, he frowned slightly, the passing of life essence was somewhat beyond his expectation.

Then, Su Qinian took out the black lacquered porcelain bowl with missing corners in his arms, but Master Ji Yuan waved his hand to stop him and asked him to take it back.

"If you want to live longer, keep carrying it."

The Qingyang Peak Master who was five hundred years ago glanced at him and said, "I'm afraid you came here not only for this reason."

Su Qinian nodded, then looked at the four of them, and said solemnly: "I want to rebuild Qingyang Peak!" Sorry for the late.)

(End of this chapter)