Most of Huang Qing's sword, Sixteen Buddhas.
Calming Disturbance returned to its scabbard and Huang Qing held the sword in a reverse grip.
A bloody hole appeared on the young man who was hit in the chest by the end of the scabbard. Although his bones were not exposed, his heart and lungs had been injured by the sword Qi.
Even Huang Qing, whose Qi was as long as a river, needed to breathe in and out several times to calm the crazy and chaotic Qi in his body after using this move. All moves in the Martial Dao emphasized upon opening acupoints in one go, and they pursued the realm of advancing courageously with the guidance of one's will. But Huang Qing's 16 views were extremely strange. After the qi was formed in one go, it forcefully 'closed the door' at the 16 acupoints, causing the torrent of qi to strike the dam 16 times in succession, and it relied on this to achieve momentum. Sixteen views, one view and one pause, in line with the Buddhist scriptures, one step one lotus.
Although the sword succeeded, Huang Qing still had some regrets in his heart. It was said that the King of Beiliang spared no effort to help Xu Longxiang, his younger brother, recreate a Red Talisman Armor. Huang Qing hoped that the young man who was fighting against him would wear the armor that was said to be as solid as a city.
Suddenly, Huang Qing, who was known for his heart as still as water in Beimang, laughed at an inappropriate time because the scene in front of him made him feel even more absurd.
The young man lowered his head and looked at his chest, then raised his head to stare at Huang Qing. He opened his mouth, only to see a stream of green light lingering between his teeth. That was the heterogeneous Sword Qi that Huang Qing had planted in the young man's heart and lungs. Not only did the young man not take the opportunity to spit it out to reduce his injuries, he swallowed the Sword Qi back. "I'm not full, do you have more?"
Huang Qing clenched the famous sword in his hand and smiled. "I don't have anything else, but I have plenty of Sword Qi."
Xu Longxiang, whose eyes were glowing with gold, turned his head and looked back. It was unknown whether he was looking at Qing Cang or Liangzhou.
The young man turned his head and twisted his neck. All the joints in his body made a series of ear-piercing sounds like soybeans exploding. He raised his fists and then stomped down with a loud bang!
Huang Qing, who was rapidly accumulating power in the dark, narrowed his eyes. He saw Qi Ji condensed like rainbows continuously surging out from the young man's body, shattering and dispersing.
Huang Qing, who was only one step away from Đồng Thái in the Way of the sword, felt incredulous.
Qi dispersing on his own?
The young man was already at the threshold of the Mysterious Finger Realm, but now, he fell all the way back to the Vajra Realm!
The old celestial master of Mount Longhu, Zhao Xituan, had once taught this disciple the Great Dream of the Spring and Autumn Annals. This was no secret in the celestial master residence. Those imperial officials and nobles of the imperial family all mistakenly believed that the old man had lost his mind and acted as an accomplice to a villain, helping Xu Rentu's youngest son advance a step further on the martial path. In fact, it was true that Zhao Xituan was thinking for his beloved disciple Xu Longxiang out of selfishness. However, no one in the world would be able to guess the true meaning of the Dream of Spring and Autumn. It was not to increase Xu Longxiang's strength, but to suppress Yan Sheng in Taoism!
If Zhao Xituan did not painstakingly create a box to hide the jade for his disciple, then Xu Longxiang would be envied by the Heavens!
Wasn't Hsu Fengnian forging the Talisman Armor for Xu Longxiang the same?
Previously, the young man seemed like a trapped beast at the end of its rope in Huang Qing's magnificent sword fight.
In fact, the Talisman Armor and the Great Dream of Spring and Autumn Annals were the true trapped beast!
Huang Qing looked down at the Calm Disturbance as if he was facing a great enemy.
Finally, he could deliver a complete sword.
Xu Longxiang also lowered his head and smiled foolishly.
Brother, I'm going to fight.
— —
There was a light snow in Jiangnan.
Day after day, Mount Hui was crowded with people. Not to mention a light snow, even if there was a heavy snow, the road would have been trampled clean by people without the need for the Xuanyuan family to sweep the snow. The tourists who crowded shoulder to shoulder were all here to admire the Moonless Restaurant on the Great Snow Plateau. Although Yuniu Jiang was not qualified to enter, he could still come in high spirits after seeing it from afar. When he went back, he could boast to his friends in Jianghu. Seeing a woman in purple, he dared to boast that he had seen the female chief of Wulin. However, which female hero did not have a set of purple clothes in her bag when she traveled Jianghu? Otherwise, how could she have the face to call herself a fairy? A while ago, the Wulin Assembly was held and everyone participated in the grand event. Everyone added fuel to the fire, which made the reputation of the Purple Dress of Mount Hui even higher. In particular, the Tide-listening Pavilion in Beiliang sent so many boxes of martial arts manuals from thousands of miles away. It was no doubt that the most powerful person in the world recognized Xuanyuan Qingfeng as the chief. Who dared to say anything? Moreover, the woman was so generous. She wantonly gave away the old manuals on the Great Snow Plateau as if she was giving out a few copper coins. Many old and wise Jianghu legends smiled brightly.
The liveliness of Mount Hui made Mount Longhu even more deserted.
In addition, the incense on Mount Wudang in the distance was getting stronger and Prince Qingcheng, surnamed Wu, was in charge of the affairs of the Taoist sect in the Mansion of Taoist Master. If it were not for Mr. White Lotus, Mount Longhu would have been very cold this winter. The weather was not cold, but the heart was cold.
Fortunately, all this was good for the old Taoist in the small Taoist temple at the foot of Mount Longhu who liked peace.
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