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The time has not yet come!

At the foot of the Demon God Mountain, the Demon Emperor frowned, in the past five years, this senior has been saying that the time has not come, and he refuses them to act arbitrarily and conquer the Xuanhuang Land.

In the eyes of the Demon Emperors, as long as this ancestral land predecessor made a move, plus they responded from the borders of the four seas, it was not difficult to destroy the human race, but it was delayed again and again, especially five years ago, the Great Han Bright Dragon King should not be let leave here, although in the eyes of the Demon Emperor, the vast starry sky is more dangerous, and those who have stepped on the ancient road of the starry sky have never heard of a return, but after a long time, they are more willing to believe in their own hands, and only by ending it with their own hands can they never suffer from future troubles.

After half a burnt incense, the Demon Emperor left, although he failed to get the desired result, but this senior had already promised to travel all over the world, if the innate pure yang body dared to set foot in the Demon Kingdom again, there would be no return.

Contrary to the expectations of the Demon Emperors, the four seas were calm, and ten days passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past ten days, needless to say, in the territory of the four seas, even in the territory of the five countries such as the Great Han, no trace of the innate pure yang body has been found, as if it suddenly disappeared into the world.

And the legend about this person has spread in the martial arts of the Five Kingdoms, and it has even been made up into a story by the storyteller in the teahouse and wine shop, and every opening scene is full.

Dahan, Shiyan Prefecture, Hubei Province, at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

After the beginning of winter, the white mist is like ice, and it is still a cold air that pierces the bones, and in the pavilion in front of the sword stone, two Taoist priests from the outer courtyard rub their hands, and from time to time put on the fist frame of Wudang's "Turtle and Snake Gong" to promote blood and qi and resist the cold.

"These days, the name of the innate pure yang body has moved the world, and the number of demon emperors who have fallen in his hands has been six. ”

"If it's Qingyang Peak......"

The two outer court disciples talked, one wanted to speak and stopped, both of them were silent, for Wudang, although the prestige has increased in recent years, but after all, it can't go back to five years ago.

"Somebody's coming!"

The two of them raised their eyebrows, looking at the mountain road in the distance, in the hazy white mist, a slender and straight figure loomed, and with the eyesight of the two, they couldn't distinguish the outline.

Looking at each other, the two of them jumped out of the pavilion like galloping horses, their muscles were tense, and their expressions were solemn.

In fact, in the past five years, the demon clan that has been strangled under the Zhenwu Seven Sword Formation is worth the number of the past hundred years, and there is even no shortage of demon masters, and even some demon kings once relied on the quasi-Shengyuan artifact to avoid the induction of the Zhenwu Seven Sword Formation, and wanted to ascend to Qingyang Palace, but were blown up by a single whip from the three crazy Daoists in the Tianzhu Peak Jinding Taihe Palace.

Since then, at the foot of Wudang Mountain, for martial arts people who come to worship the mountain with unknown origins or suspicious identities, they are required to not solve the sword stone, and they need to get the consent of the lord of at least one peak on Wudang Mountain before they are eligible to enter the mountain.

It's close!

The two young Taoist priests of the outer courtyard saw that it was a young man in his twenties, dressed in a coarse white robe, with a tall posture and a steady step, walking on the mountain road at the moment, the mountain fog rolling, spreading out to both sides, as if he had spirituality.

The young man's face was delicate, not very outstanding, and even looked a little ordinary, only that calm and indifferent temperament seemed to be able to soothe the soul, so that the vigilance of the two outer courtyard Taoist priests was reduced a lot.

Who's this?

The two young Taoist priests always felt a little familiar when they looked at the faces of the young people, as if they had been separated by a long time, in fact, the two were only eighteen or nine years old, and they had just entered the Wudang Sect four years ago, and for the young people, even if it was only a month, it was already a long time.

"At the foot of Wudang Mountain, in front of the sword stone, those who come stop!" didn't have time to think deeply, one person took a step forward and said coldly.

Tianzhu Peak hidden mist, Wudang seventy-two peaks or majestic, or majestic, or precipitous, there are cranes singing, wandering between the clouds, mountains and forests, and there is the golden sun sprinkled again, through the gap of the mountain fog, like the holy glow of the heavenly realm.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Su Qinian couldn't help but take a deep breath, five years is not a long time, but for his limited life and cultivation path, it is a long time, fortunately he returned earlier than expected, and five years is too short for the vast starry sky, and for the Xuanhuang land, it is enough for a generation to grow up initially.

Looking at the two young Taoist priests in front of him, Su Qinian was a little unfamiliar, and he thought that he was also a disciple of the outer courtyard who had just entered the Wudang Sect in recent years, and unconsciously, another generation had grown up, and those who belonged to his generation had also begun to cross the age of standing, and in this Xuanhuang land, they no longer belonged to the younger generation, and began to enter middle age.

"Which peak are you disciples of the outer court. Su Qinian opened his mouth and said softly.

"Baiyun Peak. ”

The two young Taoist priests said in unison, and then they looked at each other, both of them understood the vibration in each other's eyes, no, how could they respond to each other so easily, but for some reason, looking at the person in front of them and hearing their voices, it was difficult for them to have a sense of vigilance, but there was an inexplicable closeness and warmth like a spring breeze, just like facing the elders in the mountains.

"The two of you have reached the sixth layer, but your qi and blood are a little vain, don't rush to break through the seventh layer, carefully boil the sixth form of the turtle and snake fist, the earth and fire are bright, you need to be open, patient and saving. ”

Su Qinian glanced at the two of them, and spoke again, this time, the two young Taoist priests were taken aback, what kind of person is this, how can they know the essence of their Wudang "Turtle and Snake Gong", although the two of them still know little about the sixth form of the turtle and snake fist, but in recent years, the three crazy ancestors on the top of the golden summit of Tianzhu Peak have appeared from time to time to preach, from the most fundamental "Turtle and Snake Gong" to the realm of the original gods, all-encompassing, among which the description of the sixth style of the turtle and snake fist is almost the same as this one.

Just between the two of them were stunned, Su Qinian had already walked past the two of them, he stood in front of the sword stone, looking at this rock that had been polished by wind and rain for thousands of years, the first generation of three crazy Taoists stood here, at first, even if it was the national pillar of the Han Dynasty, when he arrived in front of this sword stone, he had to unload the blade, and the sword he carried with him was also pulled out after the sword stone, and he had never understood the origin.

In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed, and the young man in the prisoner car has become a young and strong man who is also famous among all races in the vast starry sky.

However, this kind of thought is also in the snap of his fingers, Su Qinian raised his feet and stepped forward to Wudang Mountain.

"Stop!"

The two young Taoist priests came back to their senses, turned around suddenly, and couldn't help but shout, and just wanted to make a move, they felt that on the back of the coarse cloth white robe, there was a pure and sunny breath, like a spring breeze and rain, and it spread in this Wudang Mountain Realm.

"Which Taoist friend came to Wudang, the old Dao Ning was polite. ”

The next moment, there is a grand majesty, but the warm voice comes from the Wudang Mountain, and then, on the Tianzhu Peak, there seems to be a round of rising sun, a faint pure yang breath, although it is far from the vigor and purity of Su Qinian, but it is also endless, secretly in line with the true meaning of Wudang Taiji, Yin and Yang, it is in recent years on the road of pure yang that the skills have been deepened, and the Wudang master of the world is in charge, and the people of Ningdao are the people.

Dressed in a purple gold-trimmed robe, this is a middle-aged Taoist with gray sideburns, and the vicissitudes of life in his eyes show that the ups and downs of the years he has experienced are far more than the years in which his appearance resides.

"Teach the real person!"

The two young Taoist priests were shocked, and hurriedly saluted, but they didn't expect to alarm the real person who was in charge of the sect.

Ning Daoren fell down the mountain mist and clouds and landed at the foot of Wudang Mountain, he didn't look at the two outer courtyard disciples stationed at the mountain gate, but stared at the young figure in a coarse cloth white robe in front of him.

A smile appeared on the corner of Su Qinian's mouth, and then he bowed slightly, and said, "Zhangjiao, I'm back." ”

Boss, I'm back!

Su Qinian's tone was not high, but it was very solemn, Ning Daoren first took a deep breath, and then took two steps forward, under the stunned gaze of the two young Taoists, in their eyes, the real person who had always been majestic and angry, first stretched out a hand and patted the young man's shoulder heavily, and then said again: "It's good to come back! It's good to come back!"

This is......

The hearts of the two young Taoist priests were shocked, looking at the world, not to mention their generation, that is, among the young masters of the previous generation who are entering middle age, there are very few fears in the eyes of the real people who can enter the sect Ning Tong, let alone the scene in front of them, they know that the relationship is very close at a glance.

Immediately, Ning Daoren frowned, his eyes fell on the two young Taoist priests, and the will of the Yuan Shen in the divine court was about to break out, but when he heard Su Qinian speak, he said calmly: "There is no need to scruple about the master, since Su is back, he can announce it to the world." ”

Ning Daoren's eyes were shocked, Su Qinian's tone was flat, standing in front of him, that pure yang aura was as vast as a sea of stars, compared to him, he was better than the mortals, he couldn't perceive the depth at all, and even among the pure yangs he saw, he was afraid that it was incomparable.

The pure yang of the original god, the realm of the pinnacle!

He didn't know what Su Qinian had experienced, but when he thought about the starry sky and the silence, the hardships he experienced in it must be unimaginable.

"Good!"

Taking a deep breath again, Ning Daodao's robe flicked, and a faint pure yang true qi was like a golden rainbow, straight into Tianzhu Peak.

Clang!

The Tai Chi bell rings, and Wudang vibrates!

Could it be......

At this moment, no matter how dull the two young Taoist priests in front of the sword stone were, they also woke up, who could make him Wudang Zhangjiao personally greet him, and he was surnamed Su, and then remembered the Taoist statue of the Qingyang Peak Lord who had first entered the outer courtyard of Baiyun Peak four years ago, and the two figures coincided, and the two of them opened their eyes wide, their faces flushed, their mood was agitated and excited, their bodies trembled, they wanted to raise their arms, and they were afraid of being rude, they wanted to speak, and they didn't know what to say, and they were a little overwhelmed for a while.

At the same time, as the Tai Chi bell rang, on the peaks of Wudang, the breath of the Yuan Shen recovered, the mountain fog surged, the clouds dispersed, and a round of golden yang was in the sky, shining in the world. (Genuine subscription is the biggest support for Ten Steps!)