Huang Qing is mostly half a sword, and sixteen views of the Buddha.
All the turmoil was sheathed, and Huang Qing held the sword in his backhand.
The young man who was hit in the chest by the end of the scabbard appeared in a bloody hole, although the white bones were not exposed, but he had already been injured by the sword qi that penetrated his body and injured his heart and lungs.
Rao is qi is as long as a river, Huang Qing, after using this trick, also needs to use several exhalations to appease the crazy and chaotic qi in his body.
The martial arts moves are all about the opening of the acupoints in one go, and the pursuit of the indomitable realm referred to by the spirit, but Huang Qing's sixteen views are extremely weird, after the formation of one qi, he was forced to "close the door" at the acupoints, so that the torrent of qi hit the embankment sixteen times in a row, so as to achieve momentum.
Sixteen views, one view and one meal, in line with the one step and one lotus contained in the Buddhist scriptures.
Although a sword was successful, Huang Qing still had some regrets in his heart, it is rumored that the king of Beiliang spared no effort to help Xu Longxiang, the younger brother, reproduce a talisman red armor, and Huang Qing hoped that the young man who was the enemy of himself would wear the armor that was known as impregnable as a city.
Huang Qing, who is known for his heart like stopping water, smiled very 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 cyan stream lingering between his teeth, which was the mixed sword qi that Huang Qing had planted between the young man's heart and lungs.
Huang Qing clenched the famous sword in his hand and said with a smile: "There is nothing else, the sword qi is there." ” Xu Longxiang, whose eyes were golden, turned his head to look back, not knowing whether to look at Qingcang or that Liangzhou.
The boy turned around and twisted his neck, and there was a series of screeching sounds of soybeans popping from all the joints of his body, raised his fists, and then stepped down with a bang Huang Qing, who was secretly gathering momentum sharply, narrowed his eyes, only to see that the condensed qi like a rainbow continued to pour out from the young man's body, shattering, and shattering.
Huang Qing, who climbed high and looked far away in the way of the sword, and was only one step behind Deng Tai'a, felt incredible.
Self-deflected The young man was already in the good realm of wandering on the threshold of the Xuan, and fell all the way back to the King Kong realm The old heavenly master of Longhu Mountain, Zhao Xiyan, once taught this apprentice the Great Dream Spring and Autumn Period, which is not a secret in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and those Huang Zi nobles of the Yuyi Qing family mistakenly thought that it was the old guy who was dizzy and went to the tiger to help Xu Rentu's youngest son go further in martial arts practice.
In fact, it is true that Zhao Xiyan thinks about his beloved disciple Xu Longxiang out of selfishness, but the true meaning of the Spring and Autumn Festival of the Great Dream, I am afraid that people in the world will not guess when they break their heads, it is not to gain Xu Longxiang's strength, but to suppress the Daomen's method of suppressing and disgusting In the world, the husband died with a bi, but that was just a death from jealousy, if Zhao Xiyan didn't work hard to make a box for his apprentice, then Xu Longxiang would be jealous Xu Fengnian forged talisman armor for Xu Longxiang, how could it not be so In the previous round of Huang Qing's majestic sword, the boy seemed to be a trapped beast at the end of the road.
In fact, the Dao Gate Qi machine bred by the Fu Armor Wrapping and the Great Dream Spring and Autumn Period is the trapped beast in the true sense Huang Qing looked down at the storm as if he was facing a great enemy.
It's finally time to hand out a full sword.
Xu Longxiang also lowered his head and smiled silly.
Brother, I'm going to fight.
A light snow in the south of the Yangtze River.
Huishan is crowded with people day after day, not to mention the light snow, it is the heavy snow, there is no need for the Xuanyuan family to sweep the snow, the road has already been trampled clean.
Those tourists who are side by side are rushing to pay homage to the lack of moon in the big snow ping, Guniujiang is definitely not qualified to enter, but at a glance from afar, you can take advantage of the excitement and return, and after going back, you can boast to the friends of the villagers in the rivers and lakes. casually saw a woman in purple, and dared to brag that he saw the female martial arts alliance leader, but now which woman walks the rivers and lakes without a set of purple clothes in her bag, otherwise where can she go out and claim to be a fairy Some time ago, the martial arts conference was held ceremoniously, and the flame was high, so that the prestige of Huishan Ziyi was further improved, especially the martial arts secrets that even Beiliang Tingchao Pavilion sent so many boxes of martial arts secrets, which is undoubtedly equivalent to the first person today to recognize the position of Xuanyuan Qingfeng's alliance leader, Who would dare to say irresponsible remarks, not to mention how heroic the femininity is, and the old secrets of Daxueping are given away like a few copper coins, and many old and serious Jianghu celebrities are smiling on their old faces.
The liveliness of Huishan sets off the colder and quieter Longhu Mountain.
Coupled with the growing incense of the Wudang Mountain in the distance, and the right of the King of Qingcheng surnamed Wu to go to the Heavenly Master's Mansion to take charge of Taoist affairs in the Northern Land, if there was not a Mr.
Bailian in Longhu Mountain who barely supported the table, this winter, what a cold word.
It's not cold, but it's cold.
Fortunately, all this is a good thing for the old Taoist priest who likes to be clean in the small Taoist temple at the foot of Longhu Mountain.
The old Taoist priest surnamed Zhao has always been an unreasonable strange person, born in the line of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, talented, able to discuss the Tao with Qi Xuanjiao, can compete with Li Chungang with the sword, can compare with Xuanyuan Dapan, and his talent is clearly higher than the dragon and tiger mountain master Zhao Xiyi who has soared, but at that time, in order not to be the unparalleled feather coat prime minister, he fled down the mountain to wander the rivers and lakes incognito, and this walk is many years.
After returning to the mountain, he did not live in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, and waited for death at the foot of the dilapidated Taoist temple, and a few years ago he was the youngest son who was slaughtered by the world as an apprentice, if it were not for the status of the Taoist ancestral court of Longhu Mountain at that time was still unshakable, the saliva of the government and the opposition could drown this old Taoist who couldn't think clearly.
Zhao Xiyan wandered inside and outside the temple that had finally been repaired, went to Qinglong Creek for a while, seemed to remember something, ran to bend down and fastened some ropes on the bamboo raft, and then squatted to look at the stream, which was very sluggish.
After getting up, he shook his robe, returned to the temple, and went to the room where the kid lived and sat by the bed for a while, and sat for a long time still not knowing what to do, so he went to the well to sit again, and once deceived the apprentice that the well leads to Beiliang, which is connected to his house, and as a result, whenever this idiot has hawthorn to pick, he will pout his ass and throw it into the well, and he is not willing to eat, so he is given to his brother.
He, who is a master, wants to steal a few and trick a few to taste them, but it will never work.
Zhao Xiyan sat on the edge of the well, stunned.
Of course, the old man didn't like the human slaughter that almost stepped on the Dragon Tiger Mountain, but this did not delay the old Taoist priest's two sons who liked human slaughter.
The apprentice Huang Man'er didn't say it, it was similar to having a son in his later years, not a son is better than a son.
The impression of His Royal Highness the prince has always been not bad, the first time I went to the Beiliang Palace, and the little fox with the eyes full of body and mind, it was very interesting, but it was not annoying, I really liked it, or later the young prince came to Longhu Mountain, facing his own solemn words.
In this world, there are many gates, and there is really no shortage of thousands of gold, and the more smooth sailing the pride of the sky, the more difficult it is to know to feel guilty and grateful, and never want to say sorry and thank you These five words, compared to spending a lot of money, the former has been countless hardships.
Aren't those juniors in the Heavenly Master's Mansion on the mountain just like this, relying on the height earned by their fathers, they have lived on the mountain since childhood, where do they know that it is not easy to make a living under the mountain.
As everyone knows, all the high positions, even including the dragon chair, every ancestor who started a family business is without exception a clay leg.
The old Taoist priest sighed, Suddenly, the old man's eyelids kept trembling, and his heart trembled even more violently The old man's face changed greatly, he quickly pinched his fingers, his face became more and more pale, he got up suddenly, and sat back down.
Zhao Xiyan, who was self-deceiving, roared at the well: "Xu Fengnian, if you can't protect Huang Man'er this time, Poor Dao can live for a few days in this life, and you will scold the street in front of your house for a few days."
The old Taoist priest scolded and scolded, laughing inexplicably.
In the laughter, some people have never reached the top in their lives, and they have the pathos of living up to the expectations of their ancestors, and some of them are indescribably open-minded.
Zhao Xiyan slowly stood up and walked to his room.
In the small hidden building in Xijing, the south dynasty, there was a large vat where the dragon was sleeping, and the hermits in the building who were accustomed to seeing the most strange and strange things in the world were in an uproar.
Soon, the old woman and Emperor Beimang were alarmed and rushed to Xiaolou as soon as possible.
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In the old woman's sight, the vat symbolizes the direction of the Beiliang territory, and the water surface is as smooth as a mirror, as if it has been cut out of a long-lasting "ditch" by a sharp weapon.
The old woman was shocked at the beginning, and then a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth, "One hook, can you catch two fish?"
The old woman stared at the water and asked softly: "In addition to the sword qi and the bronze ancestor, can you transfer some masters who are slightly inferior in force in the past?"
” Taiping Ling shook his head and said regretfully: "It's impossible, it's too late for the nearest Hong Jingyan."
As for the strength of the inferior ones, even if they go to a dozen or twenty, it is useless, not to mention that the border of the Southern Dynasties cannot be withdrawn, and most of them are already by the side of the king of the Southern Courtyard. ” The old woman asked, "Is it possible to steal chickens and rice?"
Taiping Ling said indifferently: "It is very difficult for the bronze man to completely stop Xu Fengnian.
But it shouldn't be difficult to delay his steps and give Huang Qing the time to force Xu Longxiang to suffer the curse.
All the Qi practitioners of the Southern Dynasty are ready, and they will add a fire to the fire. ” The old woman nodded.
That's enough.
The old woman took a step back, but quickly took a step back.
In the tank, something broke through the water.
The dragon raised its head It was stuck to the line.
See Jiangnan and snow again.
An old Taoist began to climb the mountain and walked towards the Heavenly Master's Mansion.
The old man found out from the bottom of the box a yellow and purple robe that he hadn't worn for many, many years, and combed his beard, which caused countless Heavenly Master Mansion juniors to look like they had seen a ghost in the daytime.
The old Taoist walked to the ancestral hall and bowed to all the portraits of the ancestors hanging on the wall, one by one.
After walking out of the ancestral hall, this old man who was the only remaining member of Longhu Mountain came to the top of the mountain.
In the wind and snow, the old man sat cross-legged and laughed softly: "It is said that there is a knife on the battlefield, and you are not afraid of dying on horseback."
There is wine in the rivers and lakes, and I am not afraid of dying drunk.
Poor Dao never dared to kill people, even the wine was always drunk, and he never lived a heroic life in his life, and finally walked this way" The old Taoist seemed to be talking to heaven and earth, and said loudly: "Have fun" The old man stretched out his fingers and pierced his eyes.
Then the yellow and purple old man trembled and raised the bloody index finger of his right hand and drew a mark on the center of his eyebrows.
Such as opening the eyes of the sky.
The old man lowered his arms, rested lightly on his knees, pinched each one, and said calmly: "Huang Man'er, that's all there is to be a teacher, you can't learn to open the gate of heaven, and even open the eyes of heaven is so reluctant." ” "If you still can't stop the catastrophe for you, don't blame Master."
The world envies immortality, and Taoists cultivate purity.
At the last moment before his death, 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 pure at all, but it makes the old man miss it the most.
The end of winter in the first year of auspicious symbols.
The purple golden lotus in the Heavenly Master's Mansion Pond, which was located at the highest place, withered. “”: