Comprehension Is Against The Heavens: Creating The Burning Sun Nine Yang Kung At The Beginning

After some pleasantries.

Song Yuanqiao and others left happily with the secret book of Burning Sun Nine Yang Kung Fu.

In the small courtyard, Song Qingshu performs the Burning Sun Nine Yang Gong.

The scorching sun nine yang true energy of Zhiyang Zhigang swims in the body, giving a warm feeling.

He took the long sword hanging on the weapon rack.

Clang!

The long sword was unsheathed, and a crisp sword cry sounded.

"Let me see how powerful the Burning Sun Nine Yang Kung is!"

Song Qingshu moved his steps and began to perform the most basic Wudang swordsmanship.

The sword goes with you, and you carry the sword with you.

A flash of sword light suddenly lit up in the small courtyard.

Song Qingshu is extremely skilled in hooking, hanging, tapping, picking, stabbing, teasing, splitting and other moves.

The fallen leaves in the courtyard were swept away by the sword light and scattered in all directions.

Song Qingshu thought, and the true energy of the scorching sun and nine suns burst out.

The light on the long sword flashed, and a sword energy burst out.

boom!

He actually split the hard stone bench in front of him in half!

Song Qingshu put away his sword and looked at it carefully.

It was found that the cross section of the stone bench was as smooth as a mirror, and there were traces of charred black marks, as if it had been roasted by high temperatures.

The stone benches and tables in the courtyard are made of excellent materials, all made of extremely hard marble.

To crush them, you need at least the strength of the late Xiantian realm.

He only used an ordinary long sword and could easily split it with sword energy, which showed how sharp the sword energy was.

At the same time, the characteristics of Jiuyang's blazing sun's true energy produce high temperatures.

One can imagine how terrifying the power this sword energy would be if it struck a person.

Song Qingshu nodded with satisfaction.

Putting the long sword away, he entered the room, sat cross-legged and meditated, and his eyes became sharp.

"Two elders Xuan Ming, haha, you didn't expect me to be still alive, right?"

"When we meet next time, I will take revenge!"

Song Qingshu has never forgotten the painful feeling of being eroded by the cold poison a few days ago.

The two elders, Xuanming and Xuanming, are the masters of Ruyang Palace.

Named Luzhangke and Hebiweng, they are both late-stage master level experts.

However, because the two of them came from the same school and grew up together, they have a tacit understanding and are good at combined attacks.

If the two of them work together, they can even match the early stage of the Grand Master, which is very difficult to deal with.

In the world of martial arts, the Xuan Ming Divine Palm of these two people is feared, and few people dare to provoke them.

But Song Qingshu knows it very well.

Although Xuanming Divine Palm is powerful, it also has a shortcoming.

That is, you can only deal with people whose true energy is lower than yourself.

If you encounter someone whose true energy is stronger than your own, you will not be able to exert the power of Xuanming Divine Palm to inject cold poison into other people's bodies.

It will also cause the Xuanming Divine Palm's palm power to recoil and injure itself.

Song Qingshu is very clear that although he has successfully broken through to the early stage of the Xiantian realm, he is still far behind the two elders Xuan Ming.

"The most urgent task now is to take advantage of your heaven-defying understanding talent and quickly increase your strength!"

Song Qingshu thought to himself.

This is the world of mixed martial arts, with countless strong men!

There were great dynasties such as the Ming Dynasty, the Dayuan Dynasty, the Great Zhou Dynasty, Liyang Dynasty, Beimang Dynasty and so on, which commanded all the people.

Establish six gates, the Supervisory Yuan, and the Jinyiwei East and West Factory to monitor the world.

In the Jianghu, there are forces such as Tianxiahui, Yihua Palace, Qinglonghui, Cihang Jingzhai, etc., and powerful people emerge in large numbers.

There were constant wars between dynasties.

There are also undercurrents surging among the Jianghu forces and sects.

In this world, strength is respected.

A strong man can turn over the clouds and rain, covering the sky with one hand.

The weak can only be reduced to fish on a sticky board and allowed to be slaughtered by others.

Only strong strength is the foundation of one's life!

Song Qingshu gathered his mind and immersed himself in cultivation.

The night passed quickly, and when the sun rose again, Song Qingshu opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed in the room.

The shadow of the sun on the chest is even more shining.

Although he had not slept all night, Song Qingshu was in excellent spirits.

He stood up and headed out of the small courtyard.

Instead of going to the martial arts arena, he went straight to the Sutra Collection Pavilion.

The Wudang Sect's Sutra Pavilion contains countless Taoist classics, but there are no martial arts secrets, so it is open to all Wudang disciples.

But there are very few people here usually.

Most people like to focus their time and energy on practicing various martial arts, and few people can calm down and read the difficult and difficult Taoist scriptures.

But for Song Qingshu.

He doesn't need ordinary martial arts.

These scriptures are exactly what he needs most.

The Taoist Scriptures contain extremely mysterious truths, as well as many thoughts of sages.

He must use his heaven-defying talent of understanding to understand the most suitable path for his cultivation from the Taoist scriptures. .

When the old gatekeeper of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion saw Song Qingshu, he looked surprised.

"Qingshu, why are you interested in coming to the Scripture Collection Pavilion today?"

Song Qingshu bowed to the old Taoist and said with a smile.

"Elder Mu, I have become interested in various Taoist scriptures recently and would like to read some."

Elder Mu chuckled.

"Okay! Okay! It's rare for young people to be interested in this thing, so go ahead."

Song Qingshu nodded and stepped straight into the Sutra Pavilion.

Finding a place where the sun could shine, Song Qingshu absorbed the essence of the sun while holding the Taoist scriptures in his arms and started reading.

"There is Huangting above, Guan Yuan below, Youque in front, and famous families in the back. They can go in and out of Dantian..."

Countless flashes of light suddenly appeared in my mind.

These spiritual lights are constantly colliding and diverging in the mind, constantly fragmenting and reorganizing, forming thoughts one by one.

Song Qingshu quickly became immersed in it.

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