Huang Qing's big half sword, sixteen Guansheng Buddha.
Putting all the storms back into the sheath, Huang Qing held the sword in his backhand.
The boy who was hit in the chest by the end of the scabbard had a bloody hole. Although the bones were not exposed, the heart and lungs had already been injured by the penetrating sword energy.
Rao Huang Qing, whose aura is as long as a river, needs to breathe out several times to calm the crazy disordered aura in his body after using this move. Martial arts moves are all about opening the orifices in one go, pursuing the state of indomitable spirit, but Huang Qing's sixteen views are extremely strange. Let that torrent of Qi hit the embankment sixteen times in a row to gain momentum. The sixteen contemplations, one contemplation and one pause, are in line with the Buddhist scriptures of one step and one lotus.
Although the sword is successful, Huang Qing still has some regrets in his heart. It is said that the king of Beiliang spared no effort to help Xu Longxiang's younger brother reproduce the red armor of a talisman. Huang Qing hopes that the young man who is the enemy will wear that Known as the armor that is as strong as a city.
Suddenly, Huang Qing, who is known in Beimang for his heart like calm water, smiled inappropriately, because the scene in front of him made him feel absurd.
The young man looked down at his chest, then raised his head to stare at Huang Qing, opened his mouth, and saw a stream of cyan lingering between his teeth, it was the mixed sword energy that Huang Qing had planted in the young man's heart and lungs before, the young man not only didn't let it go He spat out the energy to alleviate the injury, but swallowed back the sword energy, "I'm not full, do you have any more?"
Huang Qing clenched the famous sword in his hand, smiled and said: "There is nothing else, there is plenty of sword energy."
Xu Longxiang with golden eyes turned his head and looked back, not knowing if he was looking at Qingcang or Liangzhou.
The boy turned his head and twisted his neck. All the joints in his body made a series of ear-piercing sounds of cracking soybeans. He raised his fists and then stepped down with a bang!
Huang Qing, who was gaining momentum in the dark, squinted her eyes, only to see streams of condensed aura continuously gushing out from the young man, shattering and shattering.
Huang Qing, who was only one step behind Deng Tai'a in the way of kendo, felt incredible.
Self-discharge
The young man was already hovering in the not-so-common realm at the threshold of Xuanxuan, but he fell all the way back to the Vajra realm!
The old Tianshi Zhao Xituan of Longhu Mountain once taught this apprentice the Great Dream Spring and Autumn. This is no secret in the Tianshifu. Help Xu Rentu's youngest son take a step forward in martial arts practice. In fact, it is true that Zhao Xituan thought for his beloved disciple Xu Longxiang out of selfishness, but the true meaning of the Great Dream Spring and Autumn, I am afraid that people in the world will not be able to guess with their heads broken. It is not to increase the strength of Xu Longxiang, but the way of the Taoist sect to suppress and hate victory!
Everyone in the world dies carrying Bi, but it is only because of jealousy. If Zhao Xituan didn't have good intentions to make a box to hide Bi for his apprentice, then Xu Longxiang would be envied by the sky!
Xu Fengnian forged the talisman for Xu Longxiang, why not
In Huang Qing's majestic round of swords before, the young man seemed to be a cornered beast.
In fact, the Daoist aura bred by the talisman armor and the dream spring and autumn is the real trapped beast!
Huang Qing seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, she lowered her head and looked at the situation.
Finally, he can hand out a complete sword.
Xu Longxiang also lowered his head and smiled foolishly.
Brother, I'm going to fight.
…
There was a little snow in the south of the Yangtze River.
Huishan was crowded with people day after day, not to mention the light snow, even the heavy snow, there was no need for the Xuanyuan family to sweep the snow, the roads had already been trampled clean. Those shoulder to shoulder tourists are all rushing to pay their respects to Daxueping Queyuelou. Guniujiang is definitely not qualified to enter, but if you look at it from a distance, you can come and return with pleasure. My friend is bragging about it. If you see a woman in purple clothes casually, you dare to brag that you have met that female martial arts leader, but now which heroine travels the rivers and lakes without a purple dress in her luggage? Otherwise, who would have the cheek to claim to be a fairy when they go out? Some time ago, the martial arts conference was grandly held, and everyone participated in the grand event. Everyone collected firewood and made great flames, which made Huishan Ziyi's reputation even further. , undoubtedly means that the number one person in the world has recognized Xuanyuan Qingfeng's position as the leader, who dares to make irresponsible remarks? What's more, that woman's heroism is so heroic, giving away the old secrets of Daxueping, such as distributing a few copper coins, and many old and prudent famous people in the world are smiling.
The bustle of Huishan makes Longhushan more deserted.
Coupled with the growing incense of Wudang Mountain in the distance, and the fact that Qingcheng King surnamed Wu has the right to go to the Tianshi Mansion to take charge of the Taoist affairs in the North, if there is not a Mr. Bailian who barely supports the table in Longhu Mountain, this winter, What a cold word. It's not cold, but my heart is cold.
Fortunately, all of this is a good thing for the old Taoist priest in the small Taoist temple at the foot of Longhu Mountain who likes to be clean.
The old Taoist priest surnamed Zhao has always been an unreasonable weirdo. He was born in the direct line of the Heavenly Master's Mansion. The head teacher of the mountain, Zhao Xiyi, was even better, but at that time, in order not to be the unparalleled honorable minister of Yuyi, he fled down the mountain and wandered the world incognito, and he has been away for many years. After returning to the mountain, he didn’t live in the Tianshi’s mansion, but just waited to die in the dilapidated Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain. In the past few years, he even risked the world’s disgrace and was slaughtered by the youngest son as an apprentice. Unshakable, the saliva from the government and the public can drown this old Taoist who can't figure it out.
Zhao Xituan wandered inside and outside the temple that had finally been repaired with great difficulty, went to the Qinglong River for a while, seemed to remember something, ran to bend down and tightened the ropes of the bamboo raft, and then squatted to watch the stream, very happy Xiao Suo. After getting up, he shook his robe, went back to the monastery, and sat by the bed of the boy’s room for a while. After sitting for a long time, he still didn’t know what to do. He had nothing to do, so he went to sit by the well again. I once lied to that apprentice that this well leads to Beiliang and is connected to his home. As a result, whenever this idiot has hawthorns to pick, he will throw his buttocks into the mouth of the well, and he is not willing to eat it. Gave it to his brother. As a master, he wants to steal a few and cheat a few to try, but that is absolutely impossible.
Zhao Xituan sat by the well, dazed.
Of course the old man didn't like Rentu who almost stepped on the dragon and tiger mountain, but this didn't stop the old Taoist from his heart who liked Rentu's two sons.
Disciple Huang Man'er doesn't talk about it, just like he had a son in his later years, not a son is better than a son.
I have always had a good impression of His Royal Highness. It was the first time I went to Beiliang Palace to fight with that little fox full of body and mind. It was very interesting. Facing his solemn bow.
In this world, there are many powerful families, there is really no shortage of daughters from aristocratic families, and the more successful the proud son of heaven, the harder it is to know how to feel guilty and grateful, and never want to say sorry and thank you. Compared with throwing a lot of money at random, the former is more difficult Countless. Isn't that the case for those juniors in Tianshi Mansion on the mountain? Relying on the height earned by his parents, he has lived on the mountain since he was a child. How could he know that it is not easy to make a living down the mountain. Little did they know that all the high positions, even including the dragon chair, every ancestor who started a family business, without exception, had mud legs.
The old Taoist sighed, suddenly, the old man's eyelids kept shaking slightly, and his heart trembled violently!
The old man's complexion changed drastically, he quickly pinched his fingers, his face became paler and paler, he suddenly got up, and then sat back down.
The self-deceiving Zhao Xituan yelled at the mouth of the well: "Xu Fengnian, if you can't protect Huang Man'er this time, the poor can live a few days in this life, so I will just curse at your door for a few days!"
The old Taoist cursed and cursed, and laughed out of nowhere.
In the laughter, there are some sorrows who have never reached the summit in their life and have failed the expectations of their ancestors, and some are inexplicably open-minded and free and easy.
Zhao Xituan stood up slowly and walked towards his room.
…
In the Southern Dynasties Xijing, there was a hidden small building with a big tank for sleeping dragons. The hermits in the building who were used to seeing the strangest things in the world were all in an uproar.
Soon the old lady and Beimang emperor were alarmed and rushed to the small building immediately.
In the eyes of the old woman, the inside of the tank symbolizes the orientation of Beiliang territory, and the mirror-like water surface is like a long-lasting "ditch" cut by a sharp weapon.
After the initial shock, the old woman sneered, "Can one hook catch two fish?"
The old woman stared at the water, and asked softly: "Besides Jian Qijin and Tongren Shizu, can you transfer some masters over there? Those with less force are also fine."
Tai Ping Ling shook his head regretfully and said: "Impossible, Hong Jingyan, who is the closest, is too late. As for those who are less powerful, it is useless to go to a dozen or twenty, not to mention that the border of the Southern Dynasty cannot be dispatched, and most of them are already in the South Courtyard." The king is here."
The old woman asked: "Is there any possibility of stealing chickens and losing money?"
Taiping Ling said indifferently: "It is very difficult for the bronze man to stop Xu Fengnian completely. But it should not be difficult to delay his steps and give Huang Qing the time to force Xu Longxiang to suffer from heaven. A fire."
The old woman nodded.
That's enough.
The old woman took a sharp step back, but quickly took that step back.
In the tank, something broke the water.
Dragon look up!
It's staring at that line.
…
I saw Jiangnan and saw snow again.
An old Taoist started to climb the mountain and walked towards Tianshi Mansion.
From the bottom of the box, the old man found out the yellow and purple Taoist robe that he hadn't worn for many years, and combed his hair and beard clean, which attracted the eyes of countless juniors of the Tianshifu as if he had seen a ghost in daylight.
The old Taoist went to the ancestral hall and paid homage to all the portraits of the ancestral masters hanging on the wall one by one.
After walking out of the ancestral hall, the only surviving old man of the Greek generation in Longhu Mountain came to the top of the mountain.
In the wind and snow, the old man sat cross-legged, and said with a soft laugh: "It is said that there are knives in the battlefield, and you are not afraid of dying on the back of a horse. There is wine in the rivers and lakes, and you are not afraid of dying of drunkenness. The poor have never dared to kill people, and even the wine can't be enjoyed to the fullest." , I have never lived with pride in my life, and finally I went through this..."
The old Taoist seemed to be talking to the heaven and the earth, and said loudly: "Let's have fun!"
The old man stretched out his finger and pierced his eyes.
Then the old man tremblingly raised his bloody right index finger and drew a mark between his eyebrows.
It's like opening the eyes of the sky.
The old man lowered his arms, put them lightly on his knees, made a stance each, and said calmly: "Huang Man'er, as a teacher, you have only so much ability. If you can't learn to open the gate of heaven, you can't even open the eye of heaven."
"If you still can't stop the catastrophe for you, don't blame the master."
People in the world envy longevity, and Taoists cultivate purity.
At the last moment of his life, the old man remembered the snoring of his apprentice in the Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain a few years ago.
It's not clean at all, but it's what the elderly miss the most.
…
The end of winter in the first year of Xiangfu.
The purple golden lotus at the highest point in the pond of Tianshifu died.