The heavens begin from practicing swords in the palace

"Simply, if you don't do anything, you don't stop doing it. If you want to do it, do it for the big ticket!" Zhao Qiu thought in his heart, and he turned his heart and walked to the left side of the main hall of Chongyang Palace.

Originally, he had to join the Quanzhen sect, he only needed to absorb the skills of one or two people every few months, so that he would not show off.Act cautiously again and leave no trace.After more than ten years, and practicing diligently, he will become a master of the generation.

However, he once reached the top in the world of Swordsman and the World of Deer and Ding Ji.After all, how can those who have seen the mountains and the sea be willing to be humble and humble.To live, you have to be vigorous and move your body freely; to die, of course you can't die, since I don't want to die, who in the world would dare to accept it?

On the left side of the main hall of Chongyang Palace, there are more than a dozen quiet rooms, and the occupants are all third-generation Quanzhen Sect disciples.

The heavy rain, the howling wind, and the night rain in the mountains are always thought-provoking and a little frightening.

Zhao Qiu unfolded his footwork, took advantage of the wind and rain to cover, and quickly ran to the left side of the main hall of Chongyang Palace.

A Taoist cultivating the Tao, whether in the human world or in the mountains, must travel freely, keep his body and live alone.Therefore, sometimes you must be quiet and self-sufficient.

Of course, a truly advanced Taoist priest, no matter whether he is in the world of mortals or in the mountains and forests, has the Tao in his heart.

But young Taoist priests who are just getting started will inevitably be disturbed by foreign objects. Therefore, they need to be "quiet" when eating, drinking and living.

Therefore, there are not many people living in each quiet room.

Taking advantage of the sound of wind, rain, thunder and lightning, Zhao Qiu sneaked into each quiet room one by one.

Just now, he absorbed the internal energy of the six people, and after replenishing it, the true energy in his body gradually filled and swelled.

Before and after this, a total of more than a dozen people's internal energy has been absorbed, and the internal energy so far is considered a small success.

His true qi and internal strength are no longer weak, and he possesses peerless swordsmanship such as Dugu Nine Swords and Taiji Swordsmanship. Even at this moment, he is facing off against the Quanzhen Seven Masters.

Among the seven disciples of Quanzhen, if two or three join forces, he may be defeated, but if he insists on running away, he thinks he can still do it.

Of course, if the Quanzhen Seven Sons were all there, and he set up the Tiangang Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Formation, he would have no choice but to flee immediately.

In the end, he absorbed the internal energy of a dozen little Taoist priests, and his internal energy was only a small success, far from reaching the realm of being free-wheeling and omnipotent as the world's first-rate masters.He was familiar with the plot, so he knew that Dong Xie alone was enough to fight against the Quanzhen Seven Masters' sword array, and his internal and external strength was really unfathomable.

Only with Zhao Qiu's one sword and one sword, Yao was also consumed to death in the Tiangang Big Dipper Sword Formation.

"Since it's not enough, let's inhale again! Inhale until you have enough!"

Covered by the sound of wind, rain, and thunder, Zhao Qiu entered the quiet room and absorbed the internal energy of the crowd.

Before he knew it, Zhao Qiu absorbed the internal energy of more than a dozen people.When absorbing the internal energy of these people, he was extremely cautious. He not only took advantage of the power of wind, rain, thunder and lightning to cover his body, but also used body techniques such as Mysterious Movement, Shiduanjin, and even Jinyan Kungfu, making his body erratic and unpredictable.

These three generations of Quanzhen sect disciples were still sleeping soundly, Zhao Qiu touched the acupuncture points of these people.Even if there are occasional people who are not asleep, Zhao Qiu's figure will arrive in a blink of an eye, easily restraining the opponent.

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After Zhao Qiu absorbed the internal energy of a dozen three-generation disciples on the left side of the main hall with the great method of absorbing stars, Zhao Qiu returned to the wind and rain.

"The Seven Sons of Quanzhen have long been famous. The Tiangang Big Dipper Seven-Star Sword Formation was created by Wang Chongyang, the founder of the Quanzhen Sect. The seven sons guard it, which is enough to compete with the five masters. I will break the skill of one of them right now, and the sword formation will not re-exist!"

With this in mind, Zhao Qiu went to the residence of Changzhen Zi Tan Chuduan.

Among the Quanzhen Seven Masters, Qiu Chuji's martial arts is the highest, followed by Wang Chuyi, Ma Yu, Liu Chuxuan, Hao Datong and others, Sun Bu'er's martial arts is the worst, and Tan Chuduan is the second last.

Sun Buer's residence was close to those of Ma Yu, Wang Chuyi and others, so Zhao Qiu did not choose it.

This Tan Chuduan likes to be quiet, his residence is relatively remote, and it is hundreds of steps away from the nearest residence of Hao Datong.

At this moment, the sky is still not bright, and the heavy rain still does not stop.

Zhao Qiu's clothes were all soaked by the heavy rain, he was tall and straight, and he was outside the door of Tan Chuduan's residence.

When he was about to lift his foot to kick the door, he heard a sound of reciting from inside the residence.

"The ground is covered with rain at night, and the sky is full of fluff in the morning breeze. There is no spring hatred to linger on, and only a few years to change secretly..."

When Zhao Qiu heard this phrase, he felt something in his heart, and couldn't help muttering it over again: "The rain falls on the ground at night, and the morning wind blows the catkins all over the sky. There is no spring hatred to linger on, only a few years to change..."

"Bang!"

The wooden door opened, and a middle-aged Taoist priest with a pale face came out.

"Who are you?" Tan Chuduan asked, with the long sword in his right hand and the dust whisk in his left hand, a murderous aura suddenly rose from the tip of the icy long sword.

"I came from outside the sky and went with the tide. Who am I and what is my name?" Zhao Qiu smiled slightly, contracting his throat with internal force and making a sound.

Suddenly, the long sword in Tan Chuduan's right hand thrust forward swiftly, pointing directly at Zhao Qiu's throat.

"Hehe! As soon as the sword came out, it stabbed at my throat! No mercy!" Zhao Qiu snorted coldly, turning his body to avoid the sword.

Suddenly, the long sword in his hand trembled, the shadow of the sword shone coldly, and one sword turned into three moves, pointing at Tan Chuduan's face, chest and throat respectively.

"This is our school's one qi transforming three cleansing swordsmanship. You have actually practiced one stab and three moves. Among the third generation disciples of our sect, there is such a master as you! Amazing! Amazing!" Tan Chuduan couldn't help Admiringly, he was also secretly surprised.

In the first generation of Quanzhen Sect, his mentor Wang Chongyang passed away, and his uncle Zhou Botong is nowhere to be found.The disciples of the second generation, the Quanzhen Seven Masters, although everyone can do three moves with one stab, each of them has practiced this sword technique hard for one to twenty years, but practice makes perfect.

As for the third generation of disciples, they are all young. I heard that Zhao Zhijing, the eldest disciple of Wang Chuyi's sect, can transform two moves with one stab when using this sword technique.

Tan Chuduan withdrew his long sword, protecting his face, chest and throat.

It's just that he made another sword move with his sword this time, and Zhao Qiu knew the flaws in the sword move at a glance.

Zhao Qiu counted swords in succession again, and Tan Chuduan took a step back every time he struck a sword. While retreating, he poured his internal energy into the long sword.

Tan Chuduan's internal energy was not weak, after the long sword was instilled with internal energy, the sound of "Woo-woo" piercing the air could be heard endlessly during the dance.

Zhao Qiu also let out a long shout, pouring his internal energy on the long sword, and his long sword moved forward, only attacking but not defending.

Every sword strike must point to the flaws in Tan Chuduan's swordplay.His swordsmanship never retreats, even though Tan Chuduan's swordsmanship is not weak, but in Zhao Qiu's eyes, there is nothing miraculous about it.

What's more, Zhao Qiu's body is erratic, and his feet are light and quick, which is also better than Tan Chuduan.

After Zhao Qiu made eighteen moves in a row, Zhao Qiu swung his long sword forward, but it broke the tendon of Tan Chuduan's right hand.

With a "bang", Tan Chuduan's long sword fell to the ground.

Tan Chuduan's originally clear face, like that of an expert outside the world, showed a look of pain and ferocity.

His right hand was crippled, he had practiced martial arts for many years, and most of it was ruined, the expressions of pain, anger, unwillingness, etc., the emotions and desires that had gradually faded away due to Taoism gradually surfaced on his face.Even the falling bean-sized raindrops crackled on his face, but they could no longer calm him down.

"You ruined my martial arts! I'll kill you!" Tan Chuduan swung his left hand whisk forward.

Zhao Qiu used his magical acrobatics to avoid the attacking whisk, and his right hand shook again.

I saw the light of the sword was cold, and heard an "ah" again, but it was the tendon of Tan Chuduan's left hand that was picked.

Zhao Qiu's left hand has already stretched out, grasping Tan Chuduan's left shoulder, streams of pure internal energy poured into Zhao Qiu's body along the acupuncture points.

After about dozens of breaths, Zhao Qiu let go, and Tan Chuduan fell limply on the ground.

The heavy rain was still there, Zhao Qiu wiped the rain from his forehead, and said: "Originally, I just wanted to take your internal energy. But, as soon as you drew your sword, you hit my throat, intending to take my life. I only destroy your second hand, If I don’t take your life, I’m showing mercy!”

"You! Who are you?" The rain was pouring down, Tan Chuduan's eyes could not be opened, and there was still despair in his voice.

"No matter who I am, you won't be able to avenge the loss of your hands! Even if I say it, you will only add to your worries!" Zhao Qiu sighed. After sighing, he stretched out his left hand and tapped Tan Chu. The acupoints on the side made him faint.

Zhao Qiu looked at the fainted Tan Chuduan, and looked at the place hundreds of steps away, which was Hao Datong's residence.

At this time, it is Yin time, and the sky is about to dawn.

Zhao Qiu looked at the sky again, and the rain was getting weaker.

"At this moment, there is still some time before dawn, then I will go and get Hao Datong's internal energy!" Zhao Qiu thought in his heart.

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Taking advantage of the dawn and the rain, Zhao Qiu came to Hao Datong's residence with a three-foot green spear in his hand.

This Hao Datong's martial arts is no better than Tan Chuduan's, and among the Quanzhen Seven Masters, his martial arts are at the bottom of the list.

Zhao Qiu is familiar with the plot, before this Hao Datong worshiped Wang Chongyang as his teacher, he was the richest man in one party, after that he lost all his wealth, and wholeheartedly followed Wang Chongyang to become a monk and practice Taoism.

When he was in the Legend of Condor Heroes, this Hao Datong killed Grandma Sun by mistake.After Xiao Longnv went to Quanzhen Sect, Hao Datong was even more inferior in skill, and was defeated by Xiao Longnv.It must be known that Xiaolongnv is only sixteen or seventeen years old this year, and the Jade Girl Heart Sutra has not yet been fully practiced.

Hao Datong practiced diligently for decades, but he was still no match for a teenage girl. This poor aptitude and comprehension can be seen.If it weren't for Qiu Chuji's sentence "If all the heroes in the Jianghu are like you, they will kill themselves when they lose, then even if I have eighteen heads, I am not enough", I am afraid that Hao Datong will become a joke even more.

At this moment, Zhao Qiu not only absorbed the internal energy of Zhao Zhijing and other 30 to [-] people, but also absorbed the internal energy of Tan Chuduan. His internal energy at this moment is naturally much better than that of Hao Datong.

At the same time, his swordsmanship attainments are by no means comparable to that of Hao Datong.

Even so, Zhao Qiu also knows that when a lion fights a rabbit, he must use all his strength.

He stabbed forward with the long sword in his hand, pierced through the gap in the wooden door, and then swiped again to push the door bolt open.

In the quiet room, Hao Datong was lying down and sleeping soundly, Zhao Qiu woke him up when he opened the door latch.He immediately got out of bed and went to get the long sword.

Zhao Qiu's strike was like lightning, and he pointed his sword at Hao Datong's chest, forcing him to retreat to the corner of the quiet room.

Hao Datong slapped Zhao Qiu's chest with his right palm, just like Lu Shuang's ice-breaking palm.

"The Lushuang Ice Breaking Palm is so insane!" Zhao Qiu laughed lightly, and made a palm with his left hand, using the "Kanglong Youhui" style.

The two palms collided, and in the quiet room, under the agitation of the palm force, a corresponding vessel fell to the ground.

"Wow!" Hao Datong spat out a mouthful of blood, his expression listless.

The long sword in Zhao Qiu's right hand pointed directly at Hao Datong's chest.

"Who is your Excellency?" Hao Datong asked.

Zhao Qiu secretly sighed in his heart: "You brothers, why are you always asking the same questions?" But seeing his long sword shaking, a cold light flickered on the tip of the sword, and several sword strengths came out, hitting one of Hao Datong's acupuncture points superior.

Later, Zhao Qiu absorbed Hao Datong's internal strength.

The sky was gradually brightening, and after a night of heavy rain, the rain had subsided and turned into light rain.

Zhao Qiuxin said: "I made such a big commotion tonight, tomorrow the Chongyang Palace will definitely be turned upside down. I haven't shown my true face to others, maybe I can hide it for a while. Even if I can't be exposed, the Seven Sons of Quanzhen are already gone. With two of them abolished, if I want to escape, who can stop me?"

Not long after, Zhao Qiu returned to his quiet room.

He immediately mobilized the Quanzhen Sect's inner strength silently, before long, he was originally covered in a wet Taoist robe, surrounded by white mist.After a while, the Taoist robe was dry.

Overnight, Zhao Qiu absorbed countless internal forces. After the Taoist robe was dried, he immediately practiced the profound arts silently, moved Zhou Tian, ​​and consolidated his cultivation.