The Snowy Path of the Heroic Blade Chapter 130: The dragon raised his head and opened his eyes
Huang Qing has a half sword, and sixteen views give birth to Buddha.
Ding Fengbo is all in her sheath, and Huang Qing holds the sword in his backhand.
The young man who was hit in the chest by the end of the scabbard showed a **** hole. Although the bones were not exposed, the heart and lungs had already been injured by the penetrating sword qi.
Rao Shi Huang Qing, whose qi is as long as a river, needs to vomit several times to soothe the frantic qi in his body after using this trick. The martial arts moves are all focused on opening the acupuncture points in one go, pursuing the infinite realm pointed by the spirit, but Huang Qing’s sixteen views are extremely strange. After one qi is formed, he is born at the sixteenth acupoints and "closes the door". Let that torrent of air hit the embankment sixteen times in succession, thereby achieving momentum. The sixteen views, one view and one meal, conform to the step-by-step one lotus contained in the Buddhist scriptures.
Although he succeeded with a sword, 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 to recreate a red armor with a talisman general. Huang Qing also hopes to wear it to a teenager who is against him. Put on the armor that is said to be as solid as a city.
Uncertainly, Huang Qing, who is famous in Beimang for his heart as stopping water, smiled untimely, because the scene before him made him feel ridiculous.
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. It was the mixed sword aura that Huang Qing had planted in the heart and lungs of the young man. Instead of spitting out and alleviating the injury, he swallowed back his sword qi, "I haven't eaten enough, do you have any more?"
Huang Qing clenched the famous sword in his hand, smiled and said: "Nothing else, there is some sword energy."
Xu Longxiang with golden eyes turned his head and looked back, wondering whether he was looking at Qingcang or Liangzhou.
The young man turned his head and twisted his neck. All the joints all over his body made a series of piercing noises of cracking soybeans. He raised his fists and stepped on him!
Huang Qing, who was gaining momentum in the dark, narrowed his eyes, and saw a stream of energy condensed like a rainbow continuously pouring out of the boy, shattering, and breaking apart.
Huang Qing, who is only one step away from Deng Tai'a, feels unbelievable when she climbs high in the kendo and looks into the distance.
Disperse yourself?
The young man was already in the decent realm where he was hovering at the threshold of the profound sense, and he fell all the way back to the diamond realm!
Longhushan celestial master Zhao Xituan once taught this apprentice the great dream of spring and autumn. This is no secret in the celestial master’s house. Those Huang Zigui from the Yuyiqing family all mistakenly thought that it was an old guy who fainted and went to behave. , Is to help Xu Rentu's youngest son to go further in martial arts practice. In fact, Zhao Xituan is selfish for his lover Xu Longxiang, but the true meaning of the dream of Spring and Autumn, I am afraid that people in the world will not be able to guess that it is not to increase the strength of Xu Longxiang, but the way of suppressing and defeating the Taoist!
Every husband died in the world, but it was only because of human jealousy. If Zhao Xituan didn't use his heart to build a casket for his apprentice, then Xu Longxiang would be jealous!
Xu Fengnian forged a rune armour for Xu Longxiang. Why not?
In the majestic round of swords of Huang Qing, the young man seemed to be a dead end beast fighting.
In fact, the Daomen Qi machine bred by Fu Jia Wrap and Big Dream Spring and Autumn is the real sleepy beast!
Huang Qing looked down at the storm as he was approaching an enemy.
I can finally hand out a complete sword.
Xu Longxiang also lowered his head, smirking silly.
Brother, I'm going to fight.
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A little snow in the south of the Yangtze River.
Huishan is full of people day after day, not to mention the small snow, it is the heavy snowfall, there is no need for the Xuanyuan family to sweep the snow, the road has been trampled clean early. Those tourists who are standing next to each other are all rushing to pay homage to Daxueping Queyue Tower. Guniujiang certainly does not have the right to enter, but you can come back with joy after seeing it from a distance. After returning, you can follow the rivers and lakes of the folks in the village. My friend brags about it. Whenever I saw a woman wearing purple clothes, I dared to brag and said that I saw the woman's martial arts leader, but nowadays, which female knight walks the rivers and lakes without a set of purple clothes in her bag? Otherwise, where is the face to claim to be a fairy when going out? Some time ago, the martial arts conference was held ceremoniously to participate in the grand event. Everyone gathered firewood and the flames were high, which made Huishan Ziyi's prestige even further, especially the martial arts secrets that even the Beiliang Tingchao Pavilion sent so many boxes from thousands of miles away. , Is undoubtedly equivalent to the first person today to recognize Xuanyuan Qingfeng's position as the leader, who would dare to make irresponsible remarks? What's more, the woman's spirit is so heroic, giving away Daxueping's old secrets like handing out a few copper coins, and the old faces of many old and respected rivers and lakes are full of smiles.
The liveliness of Huishan makes Longhushan increasingly deserted.
In addition to the increasing incense of the Wudang Mountain in the distance, and the right of the Qingcheng king named Wu to go to the Tianshifu to take charge of the northern Taoist affairs, if there is not a Mr. Bailian barely supporting the table in Longhu Mountain, This winter, how can I be so cold? It's not cold, but my heart is cold.
Fortunately, all this is a good thing for the old Taoist who likes to be clean in the small Taoist temple at the foot of Longhu Mountain.
The old Taoist surnamed Zhao has always been an unreasonable weird. He was born in the family of the Heavenly Master Mansion. He was talented. He was able to discuss the Dao with Qi Xuan's frame, could compete with Li Chungang's sword, could compete with Xuanyuan Dapan's strength, and his talents had soared more clearly than that. Zhao Xiyi, the head teacher of Longhushan Mountain, was even higher, but at that time, in order not to be that honorable Yuyi Qingxiang, he fled down the mountain to hide his name from the rivers and lakes. This journey took many years. After returning to the mountain, he didn’t live in the Tianshi’s Mansion, but at the foot of the mountain, he was ruined and eaten at the foot of the mountain. In the past few years, he even risked the world’s misfortune to be his youngest son as an apprentice. Unshakable, the saliva from the government and the public can drown this old Taoist man who is confused.
Zhao Xituan wandered around the temple that was finally repaired, went to the Qinglong River for a while, and seemed to remember something, ran to bend down and fasten the ropes of the bamboo raft, and then squatted to watch the stream. , Very Xiao Suona. After I got up, I shook my robe and went back to the temple. I went to the house where the kid lived and sat for a while. After sitting for a long time, I still didn't know what to do. I really had nothing to do, so I went to the well and sat again. , I once lied to the apprentice that this well leads to Beiliang and is connected to his house. As a result, whenever there is a hawthorn to pick, this idiot will puck up his **** and throw it in the mouth of the well. He is not willing to eat it. Give it to his brother. He, the master, wants to steal a few and cheat a few to taste, but that is absolutely impossible.
Zhao Xi Tuan sat by the well, dazed.
Of course, the old man doesn't like the man who almost stepped on the mountain, but this does not delay the two sons of the old Taoist priest who likes man and his heart.
If the apprentice Huang Man'er doesn't talk about it, it's just like getting a son in his later years, not a son is better than a son.
The impression of His Royal Highness has always been good. It was the first time to go to Beiliang Palace to fight against the little fox full of physical and mental eyes. It was very interesting, but it was not annoying. If I really liked it, it was the young generation who came to the dragon afterwards. Hushan, facing his solemn gesture.
In this world, there are many family members, and there is really no shortage of aristocratic family members. And the more prosperous the proud of heaven, the harder it is to know to be guilty and grateful, and never want to say the five words of sorry and thanks, compared to just spending a lot of money. , The former has suffered countless hardships. Isn’t that true for the juniors in the Heavenly Master’s Mansion on the mountain? Relying on the height earned by my parents, I have lived on the mountain since I was a child, and I don’t know how difficult it is to find life under the mountain. Little did they know that all the high positions, even the dragon chair, every ancestor who started a family business, without exception, was a mud-legged man.
The old Taoist sighed,
Suddenly, the old man's eyelids tremble constantly, and his heart trembles violently!
The old man's face changed drastically, he quickly pinched his fingers, his face became paler and paler, he stood up suddenly, and sat back down again.
Zhao Xituan, who deceived herself and deceived others, yelled at Jingguo: "Xu Fengnian, if you can't protect Huang Man'er this time, if you can live for a few days in this life, you will be cursing the street for a few days at your door!"
The old Taoist scolded and laughed inexplicably.
Amidst the laughter, some have never climbed to the top in their lifetimes and have the sorrow of defeating the expectations of their ancestors, and some are open-minded and free and easy who can't tell the truth.
Zhao Xituan slowly stood up and walked to her house.
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In the southern dynasty Xijing building, there was a small hidden building with a large tank of sleeping dragon sleeping. The hermits in the building who were used to seeing the strangest things in the world were in an uproar.
Soon the old woman and Beimang Emperor Master were alarmed and rushed to the small building for the first time.
In the eyes of the old woman, the inside of the tank symbolizes the orientation of the Northern Liang map, 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, "Does one hook catch two fish?"
The old woman stared at the surface of the water and asked softly: "In addition to Jian Qi Jin and Tongren Master, can you transfer some masters to the past? You can also use less powerful force."
Taipingling shook his head regretfully and said: "Impossible, the nearest Hong Jingyan is too late. As far as the strength is very short, even if you go to a dozen or twenty, it is useless, not to mention the southern border can not be transferred, most of them are already. By the side of the King of the South Campus."
The old woman asked: "Is it possible to steal the chicken and lose the rice?"
Taiping Ling said calmly: "It is difficult for the bronze man to completely stop Xu Fengnian. But it should not be difficult to delay his footsteps and give Huang Qing the time to force Xu Longxiang to suffer the condemnation. All the gas trainers in the Southern Dynasty are ready. There will be 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 surface of the water.
The dragon looks up!
It's staring at that line.
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See Jiangnan and Snow again.
An old Taoist began to climb the mountain and walked towards the Palace of Heavenly Master.
From the bottom of the box, the old man found the yellow and purple robe that he hadn't worn for too many years, and he also combed his hair and beard, drew the eyes of countless juniors in the Heavenly Master's Mansion like a ghost in the day.
The old Taoist walked to the Patriarch Hall and worshipped all the Patriarch's portraits hanging on the wall one by one.
After walking out of the Patriarch's Hall, the only surviving old man of the Xiji generation in Longhu Mountain came to the top of the mountain.
In the wind and snow, the old man sat cross-legged and chuckled softly: "It is said that there are knives in the battlefield, and you are not afraid of dying on horseback. There is wine in the rivers and lakes, and you are not afraid of dying from the tincture. The poor road never dared to kill, even the wine always I can’t enjoy drinking, I’ve never lived proudly in my whole life, and finally go through this experience..."
The old Taoist seems to be talking to the world, loudly saying: "Let's have fun!"
The old man stretched out his finger~IndoMTL.com~ and pricked his eyes.
Then the old real Huang Zi tremblingly raised the **** right index finger and made a mark on the center of his brow.
Like opening the eyes of the sky.
The old man dropped his arms, gently resting on his knees, each pinching a trick, and calmly said: "Huang Man'er, you can only be so capable as a teacher. If you can't learn to open the heavenly gate, it is so reluctant to open the heavenly eyes."
"If you still can't stop the catastrophe for you, don't blame Master."
The world envy longevity, Taoist cultivation is pure.
At the last moment of his death, the old man remembered the snoring of his disciple 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 old man misses most.
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The end of winter in the first year of Xiangfu.
The purple lotus at the highest point in the Heavenly Master's Mansion Pool, withered.