Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 92 The Beggar Gang

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Wu Tianzhu Mountain, Zhen Wu Tang Tian Wu Daoist!

A master of the soul, Nirvana in the thunder calamity, the existence of the Tao in the real fire of the sun, looking at the world of martial arts, such a person is called a master.

Mount Tai, the head of the Five Sacred Mountains, and the Big Dipper at the North Celestial Pole!

They are all heroes who suppressed one side and illuminated an era. The long river of history cannot erase the traces of their existence.

Daoist Tianwu, an old man who looked a bit old-fashioned, with white beard and hair, wearing a purple Taoist robe, and a purple jade whisk in his hand, stepped down from the sky.

His steps are not fast, every step seems to be on the steps, even if everyone is watching, there is an unspeakable calmness and indifference.

A generation of primordial spirits, without any unbearable majesty and momentum, makes people feel like a spring breeze. They can't help but feel a sense of intimacy, but they dare not get too close, as if they are about to become immortals in the next moment and float away.

"I didn't expect that after so many years, Master Tianwu's "Pure Yang Wuji Kungfu" has improved again. It is unfathomable, really unfathomable."

This is an old man from the Bagua Sect, with serious eyes. Wudang's "Chunyang Wuji Gong" is famous all over the world. It is the supreme heart method of Taoist Chunyang. , One of the nemesis of demon infuriating.

"Uncle Tianwu Master!"

In the distance, some figures appeared one after another, all of them were Wudang disciples who had already come to the foot of the Xueyao Mountain, most of them came from various peaks and all veins, and they were dressed in pure white Taoist robes. Among them, the best ones are well known by various sects and aristocratic families in Shiyan Prefecture, and already have a small reputation.

"Qingqian met Ning Wushi's uncle."

A clear and bright voice came slowly, the voice was not high, but it almost penetrated everyone's voice, and passed it clearly into everyone's ears.

Immediately afterwards, a figure soared up, taking continuous steps in mid-air, and each step fell across a distance of seven to eighty feet. After ten steps in a row, it crossed the void for several miles and came to the foot of the Xueyan Mountain.

""Tianshi Step"!"

"Wudang Lion Peak, Qian Tian cleared the Taoist Qian with one sword!"

Many people in the martial arts whispered, especially the younger generation, all of them stared at the figure with bright eyes and fiery eyes. This is one of the eighty-one strongest members of the younger generation. The young man Jie on the Dragon and Tiger List.

"Qingqian, when you come here, you must restrain my Wudang disciples, and don't open up disputes lightly. My Wudang inheritance is not weaker than others. Hong Qi's Yuanshen world is all created by chance. You can't force it, and you can't be obsessed with it."

Seeing Taoist Qing Qian, Tianwu Daoist's expression softened a little, and he opened his mouth and said, and Tianwu is his name, Wudang Taoist name, he is a generation of Ning, and his real name is Ningwu Daoist.

"I would like to abide by the decree of Master Ning's uncle."

Qing Qian smiled and said: "Disciple must restrain my Wudang brothers and sisters. Right and wrong are not as strong as yourself."

Nodding his head, Master Tianwu turned around, and Su Lao from many first-rate and second-rate sects in Shiyan Prefecture had already come forward to pay respects.

Even though he is a Yuanshen figure, Tianwu Daoist will speak from time to time, and occasionally someone asks for advice, and he doesn't hesitate to give advice.

Several miles apart, Su Qinian looked at this scene from a distance. With so many powerful people gathered, he did not easily run the "Ecstasy Dafa", but the voice of Tianwu Daoist and Qingqian could be heard clearly even though they were several miles away, showing an extremely pure Skill, and fine-grained control.

After thinking about it for a few breaths, Su Qinian did not choose to go forward to greet him. His current status is very embarrassing, and he does not expect to be recognized. What he needs to do now is to try his best to improve the cultivation level of "Turtle and Snake Art", so as to reach a higher impact In the end, he established the foundation in one fell swoop, opened up the world, and impressed everyone with his own achievements.

There is also that sword of heaven and earth, with ulterior motives, all kinds of worldly feelings are played between applause, he needs to reduce contact, otherwise he will probably be subject to various restrictions, and this person has some ties to the court, Su Qinian is even more jealous, but In the Wudang Mountains, the other party's various business operations, many years of background are far from being shaken by him, he can only dormant like a tortoise, slowly accumulating strength, in order to wake up one day, break all kinds of shackles, and escape.

Soon, an hour will pass.

The hole on the top of the Xueyao Mountain has not healed, the power of the real Yuanshen purifies everything, and the monster fog lingers several miles away, which is difficult to gather.

It can be seen that the sun is gradually setting, the sun is slanting westward, and the local garrison in Shiyan Prefecture is assembled. At this time, there are no fewer than [-] people surrounding the Xuejiao Mountain.

Su Qinian saw that the soldiers stationed behind him were not all like young captains and others, they were all equipped with gold and iron armor, but most of them were just a kind of black rhinoceros leather armor. There are many people in the world like Su Qinian.

The atmosphere was a bit dull, and Su Qinian found that many people in the Jianghu were a little uncomfortable. They were armed with weapons and had a tough temperament. They didn't look like good people at first sight.

"Emperors of the Han Dynasty in the past dynasties have established human relations and norms, and they are divided into nine ranks and eighteen ranks of official positions. Unless they enter the imperial court establishment, they are all grassroots."

Su Qinian thought to himself, he guessed the thoughts of these people in the Jianghu, no matter how famous they are in the Jianghu, as long as they don't enter the Hulong Villa, they are not the Yuanshen Daoist, they are grassroots, and once their status and identity are put on the table , The imperial court will not agree at all.

Now, the soul world of Jie Hongqi, a member of the beggar gang, was born. If the court wants to take action and collect the inheritance, then they will look for opportunities here again for conspiracy. Wanted by the six doors of the imperial court.

Another half hour passed.

Seeing the remnant red in the sky, Su Qinian groaned, as if everyone was waiting for it, but the auspicious aura and rosy light gushed out from the top of the Xueyan Mountain, and it gradually fell down, and the whole Xueyan Mountain gradually lost its monstrous aura. Sensen became sacred and peaceful, and there was a warm wind blowing down, accompanied by an inexplicable fragrance, refreshing the heart and spleen.

Ok?

Suddenly, Su Qinian noticed that there was commotion in the distance, and some local troops stationed in the area stood up abruptly, raised their swords, and filled the four directions with a murderous aura.

"The Lord has arrived."

An individual from the rivers and lakes whispered: "Dongting Lake is thousands of miles away, I didn't expect to arrive so soon."

Dongting Lake?

Su Qinian's eyes narrowed slightly, it seemed that there was nothing wrong, it was Junshan Island in Dongting Lake, and the head of the Beggar Clan had arrived.

Hong Qi, a generation of heroes of the Beggar Clan five thousand years ago, Jianglongzhang first entered the first class in his hands, and then entered the top, and finally established the top position in the martial arts world of the Beggar Clan. Unfortunately, his vitality and blood were exhausted in his later years. Di Shuangshuang fell into the turbulent flow of time and space and disappeared without a trace.

Since then, the descending dragon palm of the beggar gang has been incompletely inherited. Although the beggar gang of the beggar gang has emerged in large numbers, and top souls such as the nine-fingered beggar have completed the palm technique, they have not been able to transcend it, and it is far inferior to the dragon descending palm in the historical records. Out, the grand scene of falling stars.

"Huh? It's actually that young gang leader!"

"The same young man on the Dragon and Tiger List, it seems that the ranking of Wudang Qing Qian Taoist is only slightly higher than him by three..."

Some elders in the rivers and lakes opened their mouths, full of playfulness, and more of anticipation. So many famous people, characters on the Dragon and Tiger List, and the Hunyuan List have appeared, and there are also martial arts masters who have proved the Dao Yuanshen. In the Moyun Mountain Range, this time it can be said that there are strong people gathered. Although the incident happened hastily, those who can really come in time, especially some martial arts people from outside Shiyan Prefecture, are not weak.

Too much!

When some of the dust cleared, Su Qinian couldn't help but be a little astonished. There are no less than a thousand people belonging to the Beggar Sect in the distance, whether it is the Clean Clothes Sect, the Dirty Clothes Sect, or the Dragon Guard Sect. Such a large number of people is unimaginable. How did they come together in such a short period of time.

"Respectfully invite the ancestors to pass on!"

All of a sudden, the thousands of beggar gang members roared in unison, the sound shook the sky, an indescribable majesty swept across the four directions, and a strong wind was blown up, causing the dust to fly.

"Please let the Ranger General go, the disciples of the Beggar Clan respectfully ask the ancestors to pass on the inheritance and return to the mountain."

A deep and resonant voice, very young and frank, clearly spread to every corner at the foot of the Xueyao Mountain.

Another young Jay!

Su Qinian took a deep breath, this kind of skill was far from what he could achieve at the moment, but soon he frowned again, because until now, there was still no shadow of Chilong Chariot. (The first update is here, please recommend tickets, please collect new book friends, I went out last night to do something, I was busy until late, and now I am terribly tired, it may be a little later in the evening, ten steps to adjust the status, don't write in a daze, Sorry for the poor quality.)

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