Chapter 130: The Dragon Raises Its Head, Opens the Eyes of Heaven

Huang Qing’s big half of the sword, sixteen Guan Sheng Buddha.

Ting Feng Bo all returned to the sheath, Huang Qing backhanded the sword.

By the end of the scabbard hit the chest of the teenager, appeared a blood drenched hole, although not exposed white bone, but has long been through the body of the sword qi injury to the heart and lungs.

Even Huang Qing, whose qi was as long as a river, needed to exhale several times to appease the crazy flurry of qi in his body after making this move. Martial arts moves are all about the opening of the orifices in a single breath, the pursuit of the intention of the realm of unrelenting, but Huang Qing this sixteen view is extremely strange, a gas generation, but hard in the sixteen orifices at the “close the door”, so that a torrent of qi hit the embankment for sixteen times in a row, to achieve the sound momentum. Sixteen koans, one koan at a time, in line with the Buddhist scriptures contained in the step a lotus.

Although a sword success, but Huang Qing heart or some of the beauty of the regret, it is rumored that the king of the northern Liang spared no effort to help Xu Longxiang this younger brother reproduced a Fu general red armor, Huang Qing more hope and their own against the enemy of the young man to wear that said solid as a city of armor.

Coldly, Huang Qing, who was known for having a heart like still water in Northern Mang, laughed in a very inopportune manner, because the scene in front of him made him feel doubly absurd.

The teenager looked down at his chest, then raised his head and stared at Huang Qing, opened his mouth, only to see a stream of green color lingering between his teeth, that was the refuted sword qi that Huang Qing had planted in the teenager’s heart and lungs earlier, the teenager didn’t spit it out to alleviate his injuries, instead, he swallowed back the sword qi, “I’m not full, do you have more?”

Huang Qing gripped the famous sword in his hand and smiled, “There is nothing else, there is plenty of sword energy.”

Xu Longxiang, whose eyes were glowing with gold color, turned his head to look back, not knowing whether he was looking at Qing Cang or that Liangzhou.

The teenager turned back and twisted his neck, all the joints in his body emitted a series of ear-piercing sounds of yellow beans exploding, raised both his fists, and then stepped down with a blast of his foot!

Huang Qing, who had been sharply building up his momentum in the dark, narrowed his eyes, only to see a streak of cohesive rainbow-like qi continuously surging out from the teenager’s body, shattering and breaking apart.

Huang Qing, who could be said to be only one step short of Deng Tai’a in the sword path, was baffled.

Dispersing qi on his own?

The teenager’s original uncommon realm that was already hovering at the threshold of Finger Xuan fell all the way back to the Vajra realm!

Longhu Mountain old celestial master Zhao Xiantuan had once taught this disciple the Great Dream Spring and Autumn, this was not a secret in the celestial master’s mansion, and all those yellow and purple nobles of the feathered ministers’ families mistakenly thought that it was the old man who had fainted to go to the tiger, and that it was to help Xu Rentu’s youngest son to further his cultivation of the martial arts path. In fact, Zhao Xituan out of selfishness for the sake of his beloved disciple Xu Longxiang is not false, but the real significance of the Great Dream Spring and Autumn, I’m afraid that the world breaks their heads can not guess, not to gain Xu Longxiang’s strength, but the Taoist suppression of the aversion to victory method!

The world’s pikers die of jealousy, but that is the death of human jealousy, Zhao Xituan if not heart and soul for the protégé to make box hidden jade, that Xu Longxiang can be heavenly jealousy!

Xu Fengyen forged talismanic armor for Xu Longxiang, how can it not be the same?

Previously, the teenager in Huang Qing’s majestic game of sword, it seems to be the end of the road of the trapped beast.

In fact, the talisman armor wrapping his body and the Taoist qi birthed by the Great Dream Spring and Autumn were the real meaning of a trapped beast!

Huang Qing looked down at Tingfengbo as if he was facing a great enemy.

It was finally time to hand out a full sword.

Xu Longxiang similarly lowered his head and smiled foolishly.

Brother, I’m going to fight.

A light snowfall in Jiangnan.

Huishan mountain day after day crowded, not to mention a small snow, even heavy snow, do not need to Xuanyuan family how to sweep the snow, the road has long been trampled clean. Those than shoulder to shoulder tourists are running to admire the big snow Ping lack of moon building to go, bullock drop certainly not qualified to walk into, but far to see a glance will also be able to ride the pleasure to ride the pleasure to go back to the townships and villages after the friends of the jianghu bragged about a good time. Casually see a woman wearing purple, dare to brag that he saw the woman martial arts alliance, but nowadays which female warrior walking in the bag does not have a set of purple clothes? Otherwise out where have the cheek to call yourself a fairy? Some time ago, the grand opening of the Wulin Conference, a great event, everyone picks up firewood flame high, so that the Hui Shan purple clothes of the reputation of a hundred feet further, especially even the Northern Liang listen to the tide of the Pavilion are a long way to send so many boxes of martial arts manuals, undoubtedly equal to the world’s first people have recognized Xuanyuan Qingfeng’s position of the alliance, who would also dare to talk about it? What’s more, the woman’s temperament is so bold, big gift big snow ping old secret manuals such as distributing a few coins, many of the old and serious jianghu celebrities that an old face are smiling open flowers.

Huishan’s lively, set off the Longhu Mountain more and more cold.

Coupled with the far side of the Wudang Mountain incense gradually flourished, as well as surnamed Wu Qingcheng Wang points to the right of the Master of the House in charge of Taoist affairs in the North, Longhu Mountain, if there is not still a Mr. White Lotus barely support the stage, this winter, really how a cold word. The day is not cold, but the heart cold ah.

Good in all this, for the small Taoist temple at the foot of Longhu Mountain, the old Taoist priest like clean, but is a good thing.

Surnamed Zhao old Taoist has been an incomprehensible strange person, from the Tianshifu lineage, talented, with Qi Xuan frame on the road, with Li Chungang than the sword, with Xuanyuan Dapan than the qi, the talent is clearly higher than that has been ascended to the Lung Fu Mountain head of Zhao Xiyi, but at that time, in order to not be that special honor without a pair of feathered minister, froze and escaped down the mountain to go incognito wandering the countryside, this is a lot of years away. After returning to the mountain also do not live in the Master of Heaven, at the foot of the mountain in the dilapidated Taoist temple waiting for death, a few years ago, but also risked the world’s great injustice by the youngest son of the human butcher as a disciple, if not at that time, the status of the ancestral court of Taoism in Lung Fu Shan is still unshakeable, and the saliva of the court and the countryside are all capable of drowning this brain can not handle the old Taoist.

Zhao Xituan in the temple finally not easy to repair inside and outside wandering, go to the Qinglong River for a while, seems to remember what, ran to bend down to tighten some of the rope of the raft, and then squatting to look at the stream, it is very depressed na. Get up after shaking the robe, back to the temple, and go to the boy lived in the house bedside sitting for a while, sitting half a day or do not know what to do, really nothing to do, and go to the well sitting, once lied to the disciple of the well leading to the north of Liang, with his home is connected, the results of this idiot every time there is hawthorn can be picked, will pouting buttocks to the mouth of the well to throw, they do not want to eat, sort of all to him that brother. He, as a master, wanted to steal a few to cheat a few to taste, that is absolutely not possible.

Zhao Xituan sat by the well, lost in thought.

Of course, the old man did not like the man butcher who almost trampled on Longhu Mountain, but this did not delay the old Taoist’s heart to love the man butcher’s two sons.

The disciple Huang Barbarian does not go to say, it is similar to his late years to get a son, not a son is better than a son.

Impression of that His Highness has not been bad, the first time to go to the North Liang Wang Fu, with that full of heart eyes of the little fox fighting, very interesting, but that is not hate, really like up, or later the young son of the world to come to the Dragon Tiger Mountain, face their own that solemn bow.

This world, the gateway, really no shortage of families of thousands of gold, and the more smooth sailing of the proud son of heaven, the more difficult to know to guilt and gratitude, never want to say sorry and thank you for these five words, than a handful of thousands of dollars, the former arduous a myriad of. The mountain Tianshifu those juniors, is not exactly the same? Relying on their fathers to earn the height, since childhood living in the mountains, where to know the mountain to make a living is not easy. Unaware of all the high positions, even including that dragon chair, every ancestor who started the family business, without exception, are mud legs ah.

The old Taoist sighed, suddenly, the old man’s eyes kept lightly trembling up, and his heart was even more violent!

The old man’s face changed dramatically, quickly pinching fingers, his face is getting paler and paler, fiercely got up, and then sat back disheveled.

The self-deluding Zhao Xituan roared at the well, “Xu Fengnian, if you can’t protect Huang Barbarian’s son this time, if the poor Taoist still has a few days left to live in this life, he will be cursing in front of your house for a few days!”

As the old Taoist cursed, he inexplicably laughed.

Laughter, some of his life has never reached the top of the expectations of the ancestors of the pathos, but also some of the indescribable open-mindedness.

Zhao Xituan slowly stood up, toward his house.

South China’s western capital of that building has a mouth with a dragon hibernation vat hidden small building, building those who are accustomed to seeing the most bizarre and strange things under the sky of the hermits, all the clamor.

Soon the old woman and the North Mang Imperial Master were alarmed and rushed to the small building at the first time.

Crone line of sight, the tank symbolizes the direction of the Northern Liang territory, flat as a mirror of the water surface, as by a sharp instrument cut out a long-lasting “gutter”.

The old woman after the initial shock, and then the corner of the mouth spread a cold smile, “a hook, catch two fish?”

The old woman stared at the water and asked softly, “Apart from Sword Qi Near and Copper Man Master Ancestor, can we still transfer some experts over? Those with slightly less force would be fine.”

Order of the Peace shook his head in regret, “Impossible, the closest Hong Jingyan is also too late. As for those who are a step behind in strength, even if a dozen or two dozen go, it’s still useless, not to mention that the southern border can’t be drawn out either, most of them are already with the South Courtyard Great King.”

The old crone asked, “Will there be a possibility of stealing a chicken?”

Order of the Peace said blandly, “It’s hard for the bronze man to stop Xu Fenian completely. But it shouldn’t be difficult to delay him and win that time for Huang Qing to force Xu Longxiang to suffer the wrath of heaven. All the Qi Practitioners of the Southern Dynasty are ready and will add fuel to the fire at that time.”

The old woman nodded.

This would be sufficient.

The crone took a violent step back, but quickly stepped back into that step.

In the tank, an object broke the surface of the water.

The dragon raised its head!

It stared at the line dead on.

Another snowfall in the south of the river.

An old Taoist begins to climb the mountain towards the Heavenly Master’s Mansion.

The old man found out from the bottom of the box that too many too many years have not worn a yellow and purple Taoist robes, also combed clean hair and beard, causing countless Tianshi Mansion juniors as if they had seen a ghost in the daytime like the eyes.

The old Taoist walked towards the Ancestor Hall, and worshiped all the portraits of the Ancestors hanging on the wall, one by one, one by one.

After walking out of the Ancestor Hall, this old Taoist, who was the only remaining Xizhi generation old real person of Longhu Mountain, came to the top of the mountain.

In the wind and snow, the old man sat cross-legged, laughed softly: “It is said that the sand field has a sword, not afraid to die on horseback. When there is wine in the jianghu, one is not afraid of dying from Moet. Poor Tao never dared to kill, even that wine is always drink not happy, life never lived a life of bravado, and finally walk this time ……”

The old Taoist seemed to speak with heaven and earth, said loudly, “And enjoy yourself!”

The old man stretched out his fingers and stabbed straight into his eyes.

Then this old yellow and purple real person tremblingly raised the blood-drenched right hand index finger and scratched a mark in the center of his eyebrow.

Like opening the eyes of heaven.

The old man’s arms hang down, gently resting on his knees, each pinching a trick, serenely said, “Huang Barbarian child, for the teacher’s ability is so little, can’t learn to open the gate of heaven, even open the eye of heaven is also this reluctant.”

“If it is still not possible to block the Heavenly Tribulation for you, do not blame Master ah.”

The world envies longevity, the Taoist cultivates purity.

In his last moments of life, the old man remembered the snoring of his own disciple in the Taoist temple at the foot of the mountain a few years before.

It was not pure at all, but it was what the old man missed the most.

The end of winter in the first year of Xiangfu.

Tianshifu pool that is located in the highest purple and gold lotus, withered and died.