Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 10 Soul Deterrence Technique, Chunyang Road

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In the old forest, Su Qi Nian's body was like an old turtle, exhaling thick white air, he hugged his hands round, the muscles under the thin shirt undulated, like a bowstring being pulled, making a slight creaking sound.

The third layer of "Turtle and Snake Kungfu" has an unusually thick boxing frame. With the penetration of blood, Su Qinian felt that the originally stiff tendons gradually became soft and tough, and all kinds of movements eased down, gradually becoming more natural.

In the end, his movements became slower and slower, but between the opening and closing of his fists, his breath became thicker and thicker. In the end, between his gestures and gestures, the falling leaves fell and floated a few feet around him, faintly aroused by his movements, like forming an invisible field.

After a stick of incense.

Su Qinian put away the turtle-snake pile and took a deep breath. His whole body was swollen with qi and blood, and his strength increased a lot. After a little calculation, he probably weighed nearly two hundred and fifty catties. This third level of "Turtle and Snake Art" , It can be regarded as entering the room and taking a solid step.

Woo!

Su Qinian shook his fist and hit an old elm tree with a thud. This punch was accompanied by a faint whistling sound, and the front of the fist collided with the dry and cracked bark. It is to remove most of the force of the shock.

Ice water mixed with dead leaves rustled down, and Su Qinian closed his fists, with a clear understanding in his eyes: "The skin tendons and bone marrow are advancing layer by layer, and they are also feeding back, from the surface to the inside, and from the inside to the outside, tempering With big tendons all over the body, the fascia resonates, and the skin membrane is not unchanged, but is also slowly condensing and becoming stronger."

call!

Su Qinian raised his feet and took a step forward, his mental strength enveloped his whole body, enough to deal with all kinds of ordinary sneak attacks, at this moment he shot out like an arrow, and within a few breaths, he disappeared into the depths of the ancient forest.

After half a day of hard work, Su Qinian never had such good luck again, he had never even seen some poisonous snakes, flowers and insects, and he dared not try it easily, as there is no record in the eighth volume of "Demon Scripture".

……

Swinging down a foot-long medicine hoe, Su Qinian picked a ten-year-old cat's ear plant between the rocks on the edge of a lone cliff more than ten feet high. The medicine basket with the size of a human head behind him had just accumulated a small half of it.

It was also his first time to enter the mountain, even if he bred spiritual power and learned a little bit, he would inevitably make mistakes when collecting herbs, and damaged many medicinal parts, which became waste products and were discarded.

"Put down the medicine basket!"

A slightly immature, but very indifferent voice sounded.

Su Qinian raised his eyebrows and looked behind him. There was a boy who looked a year or two older than him, with long and narrow eyes, clean gray and white clothes, ruddy complexion, and plump body. Most importantly, the medicine basket behind him had accumulated nearly Half of the herbs, but I'm afraid it's not enough to fill up a basket before the sun goes down.

"I discovered this young man a long time ago. He was hesitant. Unexpectedly, he still couldn't hold back. It seems that people's greed and bullying are rooted in evil."

Su Qinian remained calm, looked at this person, and said, "What do you want to do?"

"Your name is Su Qinian, the second son of Su Wangsheng, the editor of the eighth-rank arsenal. Now you take out half of the herbs in your medicine basket, and I won't make things difficult for you."

Seeing Su Qinian being so calm, the young man couldn't hold back his face, and his tone became smoother and tougher: "I entered the valley a year earlier than you, and I have already reached the third level of "Turtle and Snake Skill", so don't ask for trouble."

As soon as the words fell, the young man was a little stunned. He thought that there would be some twists and turns, but Su Qinian took off the medicine basket behind his back and placed it in front of him without saying a word, even though his face was full of humiliation.

"Useless!"

With a sneer, the young man took seven or eight out of Su Qinian's medicine baskets, leaving only a shallow layer, and then left contentedly.

On the edge of the lonely cliff, Su Qinian looked at the back of the young man leaving. There were less than [-]% of the herbs left in the medicine basket of the other party. He grabbed the medicine basket on the ground and carried it behind his back. It was quite heavy. Herbal medicine is more than half.

There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth. Just now, Su Qinian used the soul deterrent technique to outline many illusions of him bowing his head and subduing himself in front of this young man, and finally made the other party suffer for himself.

"Sure enough, humans are different from ordinary insects and ants, and are more difficult to confuse."

In just a short moment, Su Qinian felt that nearly [-]% of his mental power had been consumed, and when his mental power was close to the opponent, he could feel the slightest burning sensation of qi and blood. Thinking about it, this soul deterring technique is not an invincible martial art. The other party has practiced to the fourth level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu", and his blood is getting bigger and bigger. I'm afraid it won't be so easy to penetrate. Even when the Taoist Jing Du's blood condenses and becomes a sweaty horse, his mental strength may be weakened. Get close and you'll get burned.

"If I open up a star aperture again, completely light up the first star position, and practice the first stage of "Ecstasy Dafa", the situation will definitely be different."

"Bloody gas, I need enough blood food!"

There has never been a moment when Su Qinian was so eager for blood and food. His cultivation base and realm are very different. If there is enough supply, within a few days, "Turtle and Snake Art" can be pushed to the fourth level, and when it reaches the fourth level If the "Turtle and Snake Technique" is complete, it may be possible to try to completely penetrate the second star aperture.

"Some herbal medicines such as ginseng and ganoderma are not weaker than the blood food of monsters. They are also the process of refining and transforming Qi in Taoism, and even the herbs are more pure, but I haven't seen a single one in the past half a day."

Su Qinian murmured to himself, then quickly shook his head: "Even in a capital like Chang'an, an ordinary ten-year-old wild ginseng would cost ten taels of snow silver, and my father's eighth-rank monthly salary was only enough to buy one. Many people have entered the mountain, and after many years, how many have not been discovered, even some old ginseng ganoderma, rare and precious medicine, there must be pharmacists in Wudang to transplant and take care of them..."

For four hundred miles in Wudang Mountain, a group of probation prisoners took advantage of it. Even Zhen Guo Da Zong might not have that much tolerance.

In fact, whether it is food or clothing, as far as Su Qinian knows, the daily consumption of the entire Wudang is like flowing snowflake silver. The tax revenue is all leased to farmers in surrounding villages and towns to cultivate, and the rent is collected before the sacrifice at the end of the year.

……

The setting sun is setting in the west, gangsters are growing, the cold wind is like a sword, and night owls start to come out of their nests.

Su Qinian walked out of the deep mountains, his thin shirt was a bit torn, but he looked energetic and energetic, with a vigor of dragon and tiger.

He killed two wild wolves alone, drank the blood of wolves, and used the first two forms of the turtle-snake boxing that he was familiar with. The third level of "Turtle and Snake Kung Fu" took another small step towards perfection.

He tightened the medicine basket on his back, it wasn't full, but it was about the same. During this period, Su Qinian never encountered a robbery again. These people have been in Xiaoyao Valley for more than a few years, and the "Turtle and Snake Technique" has at least four levels of cultivation, which is far beyond what he can handle now.

Even some of those whom he was sure to break through the blood and frighten the soul chose to avoid, because the real doom was to come, and he needed to deal with it in his heyday.

When he returned to the shore, it was nearly dark, and he ignored the vague gazes on the shore of Linshui. Instead, he took a bowl of ordinary broth from the Taoist handyman as if nothing had happened, and a few yuan The cooked beef was lukewarm.

When he arrived at the thatched hut, Su Qinian's eyes became cold: "Everyone is watching, but as expected, none of them are the owners of the nine thatched huts in Linshui. Naturally, many followers are willing to do it for such a small matter. This gave me a chance. I, Su Qinian, inherited my past life experience. I was able to read at the age of five and read at the age of seven. Send him to the sword!"

The broth entered the belly, the overcooked beef was swallowed whole, the intestines and stomach wriggled, softened and rotted in an instant, and the spiritual power penetrated the body, Su Qinian always grasped the changes in his body, and deepened layer by layer with the tempering of the rubber tendons and bone marrow , the viscera are also getting stronger and stronger, one of them is prosperous and the other is prosperous, and Su Qinian understands the artistic conception that one hair can move the whole body.

Blowing out the oil lamp, or even extinguishing the brazier at his feet, his mental strength is not strong enough, the colder the environment, the more comfortable it is.

"It's no wonder that Taoism has the theory of Yin God. As soon as the sun sets, my mental power is very relaxed. Not only do I feel hot and dry during the day, but I also consume a lot more than at night."

Su Qinian sat cross-legged on the wooden bed, revealing a thoughtful look: "The martial artist in Chang'an once said that in the martial arts, since the second-rate dragon and tiger asked about longevity, they began to slowly contact the spiritual level, and reached the peak of Tongyou. Realm, after a martial arts practitioner achieves the primordial spirit, what he walks is the path of pure yang, but I don’t know what is the difference between the spiritual power and the primordial spirit..."

"coming!"

Suddenly, as soon as Su Qinian's pupils stood up, he revealed an extremely sharp gaze. Outside the thatched hut, a young death row prisoner aged seventeen or eighteen couldn't help but tremble all over, cursing in his heart. It's coming soon, this night's bone-chilling cold, even if the third level of his "Turtle and Snake Art" is gradually perfected, he still feels a little unbearable.

creak!

Pushing open the rotten wooden door that leaked the air, there was an air that was colder than the outside, but the oil lamp on the table was very brightly lit, the brazier was burning red, green smoke curled up, and there was a beeping sound from time to time. (On the new book list in five days, thank you for your love and support, continue to ask for daily recommendation tickets, please collect!)

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