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Chapter 19 The Holy Land of Martial Arts

Tingfeng Cliff in Anming County faces Qishui. The mountains are steep and cliffs are steep. The cliffs are covered with clouds and mist all year round, making it very difficult for ordinary people to reach the top.

It is said that five hundred years ago, a Feng Shui master visited the Qi River at Tingfeng Cliff. He once said that the Qi River was like a divine dragon with no head and tail, with a momentum soaring into the sky. Tingfeng Cliff was naturally generated by the heaven and earth, which suppressed this divine dragon and did not move around, and benefited the creatures on both sides of the strait.

However, Tingfeng Cliff has not become famous for its five hundred years.

Until thirty years ago, Bu Canghai, one of the three great masters of contemporary martial arts in the Ming Dynasty, arrived here after defeating the Mingdong Tower for the third time and opening the Divine Jade Palace on Tingfeng Cliff. It has been staying here for thirty years. After that, Tingfeng Cliff became a holy place in the hearts of the Ming martial arts monks.

The supreme master Ming Donglou is an invincible myth. There are countless legends about him, such as land flying, water and fire, and shattering the void. Most of them have left the scope of martial arts. Bu Canghai challenged three times and defeated three times, not only did not damage his reputation at all, but instead achieved his lofty status.

Under the Tingfeng Cliff, martial arts practitioners spontaneously come to protect him all year round. While respecting him, they also hope to have the opportunity to get his guidance.

On this day, when the morning sun started to rise, a martial arts practitioner who stayed under the Tingfeng Cliff for many years walked out of the simple hut in the bamboo forest, vented the old and accepted the new things next to the Qishui River, and practiced martial arts.

Suddenly, he stopped halfway through his fist skills, stared at Qi Shui with a hint of confusion on his face.

Above the Qi River, a black dot gradually grew bigger and was coming towards Tingfeng Cliff.

The cultivator subconsciously rubbed his eyes. In just a moment, the black spot was much closer. It was obvious that it was a young Taoist in a green Taoist robe. He came in a turbulent wave, and was cheerful. Against the backdrop of the golden prayer water dyed by the rising sun, he felt an indescribable sense of elegance, and seemed to fly up in the air at any time.

Qin Shi stepped on the dirt road in the bamboo forest. When he saw the casual cultivator standing blankly, he smiled and said, "How to walk on the road to the Divine Jade Palace on the cliff?"

The wandering cultivator was still shocked and could not say a word. He subconsciously pointed to the distance.

Qin Shi thanked him and walked along the way he pointed.

The casual cultivator looked at Qin Shi's back and passed the martial arts masters he knew and the legendary masters he knew, and a name appeared in his heart: "The Supreme Master Ming Donglou!"

Dance on the water without sinking, and stepping on the waves is one of the legendary magical things in Mingdonglou!

However, he immediately denied his thoughts, saying that Donglou was the image of a middle-aged scholar, which was far from this young Taoist.

"He must be levering reeds under his feet to borrow power! A reed crosses the river, and his peerless light body technique is not a realm that I can reach, but it is not considered a miracle!" The casual cultivator murmured to himself, finding an acceptable excuse for himself.

Qin Shi didn't know that the cultivator was thinking randomly. He walked in the quiet bamboo forest, breathing the morning air, and then relaxed his spirit. He found that Tingfeng Cliff was indeed a good place. Like Huangya Mountain, there was also a faint spiritual energy. Bu Canghai could stay here forever. It seemed that he knew the benefits, but it was indeed not simple!

He walked along the way and found that there were seven or eight auras in the bamboo forest. They were all martial arts practitioners, and their cultivation was not low. Two of them were almost the same as those who had left the scriptures and rebellious things on that day.

At the end of the bamboo forest is a stone stairs up the mountain. Looking at the moss on the stone stairs, no one has walked through it for a long time. On a large stone at the intersection, the three big words "Tingfeng Cliff" are engraved.

Under the big characters, a middle-aged man in white sat cross-legged with a clear edge on his face, dark eyebrows, and straight into his hair. His whole body was sharp and sharp. There was an eight-foot silver spear inserted on the ground beside him.

Qin Shi saw that his cultivation had reached the level of martial arts that could penetrate the Ren and Du meridians, and he was only one step away from entering the innate world. He was the strongest person he had ever seen along the way.

Qin Shi didn't care about him and stepped onto the stone steps.

The man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes flashed with a light flashing, and he said in a deep voice: "This is the place where Master Bu Canghai is a place where you practice it. Idle people are not allowed to step onto the stone steps!"

Qin Shi smiled and said, "Then please ask Grand Master Tong Bingbu to visit him!"

The man said angrily: "What is Grand Master Bu's identity? How can you meet someone like you? Don't bother me, retreat quickly!"

His voice was deep, alarmed a group of martial arts masters in the bamboo forest, and many people had already come here.

Qin Shi sighed lightly. Bu Canghai was clearly a grand master of casual cultivators who had not established sects, but the reality here was far from the same.

The middle-aged man couldn't see his cultivation at all, so he thought he was an ordinary person, and the slight sarcasm and disdain in his tone was very obvious.

Qin Shi was most disliked to divide people into different levels in his life. If he looked at them differently, his impression of the Divine Jade Palace was a little worse.

At this time, several casual cultivators rushed over and saw Qin Shi, and they were talking. They spoke up with good personality and advised him. They were not good personality and looked contemptuous. However, the middle-aged man was extremely prestige and no one among the casual cultivators came up to take care of him.

Qin Shi shook his head slightly, as if he hadn't heard these people's comments at all, and stepped up the stone steps.

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and grabbed it out.

He still saw that Qin Shi seemed to be an ignorant young man without cultivation, so he didn't expect to hurt Qin Shi, but if he was caught, he would definitely not be able to escape the result of being thrown more than ten feet away.

The casual cultivator next to him exclaimed a burst of praise.

"I am worthy of being the number one master of the Heavenly List, "The Rising Sun Gun", Zhang Yihang. Over the past ten years, his cultivation has improved again!"

"This grasp is extremely exquisite, and I can only see that if I really face the enemy, three changes can arise."

"He can expose his true energy and seal the seven major acupoints of this little Taoist priest. He is worthy of being a master who was able to be picked up by Grand Master Bu for half an hour ten years ago!"

On the Qishui shore, when he saw Qin Shi coming from the waves, he had just arrived, he saw Zhang Yihang, the "Sun Rising Spear" who was catching Qin Shi one by one.

He showed horror on his face and shouted: "No..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Qin Shi constantly whispering his left sleeve.

Zhang Yihang's true energy suddenly stopped running and stopped running. Before he could express his shock in his eyes, he was shocked and could no longer move.

Qin Shi and him passed by and walked up the stone steps.

The casual cultivator who was watching saw the little Taoist priest waved his sleeves and walked past Zhang Yihang. Zhang Yihang, who was known as the number one master of the "Heaven List", stopped strangely, and kept his grasping posture, motionless.

The casual cultivators were stunned!

One of them wanted to chase Qin Shi before he could react. Suddenly his sleeves tightened and he was grabbed by someone. When he looked back, he found that it was the casual cultivator who had just arrived.

"Zhou Huan, you..."

Zhou Huan watched Qin Shi's back disappear, swallowed, and said word by word: "Don't chase after him! Save people first!"

The cultivators came to their senses and walked to Zhang Yihang. After a while of examination, they found that many meridians were blocked and not hurt.

These people had never seen such a magical art of sealing the meridians. They immediately became busy again. Some of them expressed their opinions and began to study how to crack it. Some of them grabbed Zhou Huan, the casual cultivator, and began to ask him the reason.

...

Qin Shi casually sent out the number one master of the "Heaven List" and walked up the mountain.

The higher he went, the more he felt that the spiritual energy was strong. After reaching the hillside, the spiritual energy around him could reach half the concentration of the "White Crane Smoke".

Qin Shi looked up at the eaves of the walls not far ahead, not far away, and felt that the place was the strongest place in this mountain.

"Ding..." A voice came from the top of the mountain.

The sound seemed to be something pounding, crisp and pleasant, melodious and ethereal, and Qin Shi felt a sense of tranquility.
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