Quanzhen Little Daoist starts

Chapter 173 On Mount Shaoshi
Qiu Zhiqing was not in a hurry to take it down, but used it to test his own new moves.

Combining the application of "Beiming Shengong", he regards the world as his own "dantian" and incorporates Ding Chunqiu's skills into it!
He is not like Bai Zhi, who can use his true qi characteristics, so he has to use Mingjiao's inversion of yin and yang, and learn from Xuanxuanzi's "Wuji Tu" comprehension method.

Hunyuan Zhenqi transforms Yin and Yang, and Yin and Yang circulate, transforming Ding Chunqiu's kung fu into the world.

Ding Chunqiu intuited that the moment his zhenqi shield came into contact with the Mahamudra, his zhenqi would flow out like a flood that opened a gate.

At this time Ding Chunqiu, no matter whether he wants to retreat or withdraw his true energy, he can't do it, the confinement of heaven and earth, the passing of true energy, are like sharp knives bleeding on his body.

Unless he can enter the state of "unity of man and nature" like Qiu Zhiqing, and can control a certain range of aura of heaven and earth within himself.

This is what Qiu Zhiqing and his brothers explored, the realm after innate, the realm of heaven and man!

Starting from the third realm, using the innate qi with the characteristics of spirit, qi and spirit as the medium, to manipulate the energy of heaven and earth within a certain range.

They once had a guess that perhaps with the changes in the energy of the heavens and the earth, or the change in the activity of the aura of the heavens and the earth, the power that the realm of heaven and man can exert is also very different.

In a place where the spiritual energy is thin, it may be necessary to use one's own true energy as a medium, but if it comes to a world with rich spiritual energy and active energy (they guessed it was the fairyland at the time).

Then they can control the power of heaven and earth only by relying on "God"!

This is not without basis, their basis is the techniques of various sects back then, and the premise of practicing techniques is to keep the spirit!

That is to practice "God", including their Quanzhen.

With the passage of time, Ding Chunqiu was unable to break Qiu Zhiqing's Hunyuan palm print, and after a long time, he was no longer able to resist, and Ding Chunqiu completely gave up resistance before it was time for a cup of tea...

With a little force, Qiu Zhiqing pinched it, and all the strength in his body was wiped out, but the poisonous skill he was famous for had no effect on Qiu Zhiqing.

Instead, he squeezed it into a poisonous pill and stuffed it directly into Ding Chunqiu's mouth!

The crowd waited, watching Ding Chunqiu lose all his strength and being poisoned by himself, the poison changed beyond recognition, they couldn't help but gasped, this Taoist priest seemed harmless to humans and animals.

Let's do things... don't say it's quite particular!
Ignoring the thoughts of the crowd around the audience, Qiu Zhiqing took a rough look, and the Feng Shui here is not bad, so just treat him as a reward for experimenting with exercises for himself, and it would be good to bury him here.

Otherwise, the death looks too ugly, so as not to frighten a certain little friend who is hiding behind the master and peeking through the fingers!
He made a hole with one palm, swept Ding Chunqiu into it, and buried him directly. He looked around, his original intention was to see if the guy who was peeping before was there.

As a result, people thought he was chasing people away, without even saying hello, and some people went down the mountain one after another.

There were only a small number of Jianghu people left in the field, as well as the Duan family and Qiu Zhiqing's group, as well as the Shaolin monks, and Xuanci who committed suicide after being beaten.

Looking at the crying Xu Zhu, Qiu Zhiqing didn't know how to feel...

Like Xu Zhu, maybe it was a mistake at birth, but he still has peace of mind, and he will be a good affiliation in Shaolin forever.

Seeing that everyone was almost gone, Qiu Zhiqing stretched out his hand and pulled it, and a circular water curtain appeared in front of him, and what was displayed on it was the top view of Shaolin.

After this, the others didn't dare to approach Qiu Zhiqing, but Bai Zhi didn't take it seriously, and pulled Xiao Qingzhao to her side, looking curiously at the small water curtain in front of Qiu Zhiqing.

"Circle Light?"

"I don't know if it counts, it probably doesn't count, the inspiration I got from the person who just peeped, it should be a kind of refraction of light..."

Although Qiu Zhiqing's explanation was serious and sounded like that, Bai Zhi and Xiao Qingzhao's eyes were still bright, and Xiao Qingzhao even held Qiu Zhiqing's hand, clamoring to learn!

this……

Qiu Zhiqing was a little troubled. If Yin Zhiping and the others were here, they would probably understand this thing, but Bai Zhi didn't practice inner alchemy, and she couldn't understand it if she said it?

Not to mention Xiao Qingzhao, the children should study hard!

At this time, the scene near the Buddhist scripture pavilion of Shaolin Temple appeared in the circular water curtain. The old monk was healing Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo, while Murong Fu, Xiao Feng, and Jiumozhi were watching.

Perhaps Qiu Zhiqing and the others watched for too long, and the sweeping monk looked up at the sky suspiciously, which startled Xiao Qingzhao.

Now that he was certain that the person who peeped before was not the floor sweeping monk, Qiu Zhiqing stopped paying attention to him and started patrolling Shaoshi Mountain, but unfortunately found nothing.

Not long after, a person ran out from the Shaolin Temple and said something to the group of great monks. The monks were shocked, and a group of people left a few to take care of the deceased abbot, and all went back to the mountain.

And those people from the arena who have not left Shan Shan also followed up one after another!

Bai Zhi pulled Qiu Zhiqing, but Qiu Zhiqing had no choice but to close the water curtain, and together with Bai Zhi, who was pulling Xiao Qingzhao, followed the large army.

When they arrived, what they saw was the scene of Xiao Yuanshan and Murong Bo kneeling to convert.

When the sweeping monk saw Qiu Zhiqing, he greeted him and said: "Amitabha, the almsgiver has a profound Taoist cultivation, so I don't know why you came to the temple, what's your business?"

For this, Qiu Zhiqing didn't appreciate it!He returned a salute and replied:

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, great monk, don't talk nonsense, the poor Taoist has never given you alms, not your "donor", the great monk is a living arhat, don't give a high hat to the poor Taoist!"

Seeing this, everyone in Shaolin Temple felt embarrassed by the sweeping monk, so he changed the topic and asked him to give a lecture, which he readily agreed to!
But Jiumozhi obviously didn't want to hear it, and directly attacked Duan Yu, it seemed that he was still obsessed with "Six Meridians Excalibur".

Never forgetting, there must be echoes, only heard a loud "bang~", Jiumozhi slammed into the tree before he could touch Duan Yu.

Seeing the sweeping monk suddenly attack, Jiumozhi left angrily!

Bai Zhi taught Qiu Zhiqing Xiao Qingzhao, and holding the long sword Qiubai, she came to the sweeping monk and asked for a discussion.

But the sweeping monk refused.

"Girl, the poor monk has no intention of winning, please let the girl go back!"

Bai Zhi smiled sweetly, sheathed her long sword, and went straight to the floor-sweeping monk: "Okay, master just admit defeat!"

A circle of monks around saw that Bai Zhi was so careless and attacked directly, so they wanted to attack her, but they were stopped by the great monks of Shaolin.

They had seen Qiu Zhiqing make a move before, and even Ding Chunqiu, who was covered in poison and had an extremely black heart, couldn't survive a round in Qiu Zhiqing's hands.

Now, they don't want to offend Qiu Zhiqing at all!

Besides, monks don't fight for victory, don't seek to win, since that girl just wants to learn from each other, if the master doesn't want to fight, at worst, just admit defeat.

The floor-sweeping monk only felt for a moment that the already icy world turned a little colder, and snowflakes condensed in the originally clear sky.

That's really snow in a local area!
Of course, this is only caused by Baizhi's exercises, which just complement the cold twelfth lunar month.

"Amitabha!"

Facing Bai Zhi's sword attack with the cold air from the world, the old monk put his palms together, like a bowl turned upside down, a wall of Qi blocked Bai Zhi's sword.

But in everyone's eyes, the air wall was sinking towards the old monk's chest at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it would be pierced by the long sword in the next moment.

The old monk glanced at the long sword Qiubai differently, and the speed of chanting could not help but speed up a bit.

In the end, the long sword was nowhere near the old monk's chest.

Facing this situation, even Xiao Feng and Duan Yu's generation would smack their tongues secretly after seeing it, and couldn't help but think to themselves, if they attacked by themselves, they probably would return in vain and change their attack.

The monks in Shaolin just started, seeing the long sword driving straight in, they couldn't help feeling anxious, until now, they were finally relieved.

Their abbot had just had a scandal, and now a sweeping monk with the ability to overwhelm the world's masters finally came out. If they were defeated by Bai Zhi at this time, their century-old reputation in Shaolin would be ruined in one fell swoop.

Of course, after taking a look at Qiu Zhiqing who was holding Xiao Qingzhao, these great monks only hoped that this one would not end up!

The other people from the rivers and lakes who followed couldn't hide their disappointment. They also wanted to break the Shaolin family's dominance, although they didn't know if they would have hope at that time.

But it's more comfortable than Shaolin's dominance, isn't it?
……

No matter what the people around him thought, Bai Zhi didn't panic, she smiled slightly, like the warm sun reappearing in the cold winter, all the people around were eager to go up and beat up this ignorant old monk together.

Perhaps the old monk sensed the thoughts of those around him, his complexion changed, and he backed away...

However, the old monk's Qi wall collapsed rapidly towards the tip of Bai Zhi's long sword. When the old monk realized something was wrong and retreated, a bright sword Qi suddenly burst out from the sword tip!

A strand of white beard fell down, and the old monk's Vajra Immortality skill was broken, and there was still a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"This is the "Northern Underworld Divine Art"? No, this is not the "Northern Underworld Divine Art" of the Xiaoyao Sect!"

It seems that the old monk is also a person with a story, but unfortunately Bai Zhi didn't want to hear his story, so she raised her long sword and bullied her again.

The floor-sweeping monk, who had suffered once, didn't dare to hold back anymore, and stretched out his right hand, like a Buddha holding a flower, pinching a falling snowflake just right.

With a flick of his fingers, the snowflake left his hand, and quickly turned into a snowball, colliding with the tip of Qiubai's sword!
The long sword slowed down a bit, Bai Zhi followed the trend and changed her move, the straight thrust was upwards, a sword energy went straight to the old monk, the old monk had already regained his strength, and reproduced the magical skill of using the vajra indestructible.

"When~"

The sound of fine iron clanging sounded!

"What a good sword!"

"It's a good sword, autumn white, three feet and three feet long, made of meteoric iron, supplemented by the finest hardware, forged by expert hands, old monk, do you still want to fight?"

Looking at the beard falling down on the ground, the sweeping monk sighed, although he also wanted to save Shaolin some face, but if he continued to fight, it would be a bad answer, and it would be even more embarrassing if he lost!

"Miss Fang Chang has shaved off the old monk's beard, and the old monk admits defeat..."

The meaning is obvious, I am so old, and you just shaved off my beard with the advantage of a weapon. I admit defeat, no shame!

(End of this chapter)