The Great Tao Chronicle

The wind dissipated, and the dark clouds dissipated.

An Qisheng slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid air, and the boiling blood slowly calmed down.

Pang Wanyang's punch was almost crushed by the void, and under a head-to-head blow, he was equivalent to fighting against the sky for several miles with his physique, and naturally endured enormous oppression.

However, his physique is unparalleled, and he has just finished his horizontal training. This punch can't hurt his roots.

As he spit out a mouthful of turbid air, the slight damage to the subtle parts of his body has slowly recovered.

"Brother?"

The sea of ​​clouds came up from the sky, slightly worried.

"In the end, it's just one blow. Sheep snake's body and Qi veins can't carry his full strength. This blow won't hurt me."

An Qisheng waved his hand slightly.

"On the second day of the second month of the next year, isn't it the day when Master Yixiu made an appointment to fight Pang Wanyang?"

Wang Jianglong looked at Sanyin.

Sanyin nodded solemnly and looked at An Qisheng:

"Daoist, it is the second day of the second month that the ancestors asked to fight Pang Wanyang. I'm afraid that Pang Wanyang is inviting you to go, I'm afraid that there are other secrets."

The faces of the other monks were also not good-looking.

A ray of divine will has come from the body and has such martial arts, how tyrannical should his real body still be tens of thousands of miles away?

Even if they have confidence in the patriarch, these great monks will inevitably have some shadows in their hearts.

"I'm afraid there are many people he invites to watch the game..."

An Qisheng glanced at a few people in Wanjian Villa in the crowd, and said calmly:

"Mu Qingfeng, the Wheel-turning King, the Master of the Moon, and other great masters, I'm afraid they are also among the spectators..."

Sanyin and others nodded slightly, they had also received similar news.

"Is this about to die and then to live, or to die if it fails?"

An Qisheng looked at the sea of ​​clouds and muttered to himself.

Then he took a step forward surrounded by a few people.

He stood in front of the Taiji map, the white Taoist robe was slightly broken, and the huge square was a mess.

However, many people in the martial arts did not look down on them, and they were all in awe.

Even Pang Wanyang could not hurt him, such strength is enough to shake the world.

"You are all shocked."

An Qisheng pressed his palm lightly, and the invisible energy had already suppressed the dust air swaying on the field:

"Today, I establish the way of kingship, and all the monarchs and heaven and earth share the testimony!"

The mighty sound waves echoed in the sky and could be heard for dozens of miles.

The top of Wangquan Mountain was silent at first, and then countless people held hands together:

"I'm waiting for congratulations, the great master opened a sect and established a sect!"

........

The top of the Six Hells Holy Mountain.

Like a village, in the gate of the Six Prison Demon Sect, there seems to be a flash of lightning and then disappear.

At the edge of the Wanzhang Bingfeng, Pang Wanyang in a blue shirt stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the three-wheeled sun looming in the endless rolling sea of ​​clouds.

He looked so carefully, as if he wanted to **** the big day into his eyes.

"Yin and Yang are born from the cathode, and Yin is born from the anode. Tai Chi, Tai Chi, is it possible for Yin and Yang to be one?"

Pang Wanyang's mind was erratic, as if he saw the man on the top of Wangquan Mountain tens of thousands of miles away.

An indescribable feeling lingered in his heart.

For tens of thousands of years, many great masters have chosen either Taiyin Wuji or Taiyang Wuji. It's not that no one has chosen the two paths of fellow practitioners, but let's not talk about the difficulties involved.

If you only talk about any one, you can climb to the peak, and you can hope to be in the sky, so why do you need to cultivate both?

He once thought so too.

But this time, he saw the Taiji diagram tens of thousands of miles away through divine will, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

If Taiyin Wuji and Sun Wuji were together, what would it be like?

"Unfortunately, it's too late..."

Pang Wanyang sighed slightly.

In humans and gods, Yin and Yang coexist, and if one chooses one, the other will inevitably be consumed.

At the moment when he achieved Taiyin Promise, there was no trace of Yang in his 'God'.

As for cathode yang....

huh~

Amidst the whistling of the air, a figure in white strayed over and landed ten feet behind Pang Wanyang, and said softly:

"Why does the Sect Master sigh?"

"White Lotus!"

Pang Wanyang stood with his hands behind his back, his tone soft:

"Dismiss the Demon Sect!"

"what?"

Mrs. Bai Lian's delicate body was shocked, and her beautiful eyes were full of surprise.

He wanted to ask, but Pang Wanyang had already stepped into the rolling clouds.

He sat cross-legged, in the sea of ​​​​clouds, ups and downs with the three big suns.

........

Time is like water, and a month has passed in a flash. The ice and snow between the heavens and the earth melt, everything recovers, and the mountains, rivers and the earth are once again embellished with blue and red.

On the top of Wangquan Mountain, the stone slabs that were once destroyed have been re-paved.

It's just that the huge royal road is still empty.

After An Qisheng established his school, countless people came to study art, but he did not accept any disciples.

Except for Jiang Tingting and Zhang Haohao, even Liu Ming and Sun En were never admitted by him.

On the contrary, some refugees who could not eat nearby were recruited by Tieshan as handymen, and they could have a foothold in the royal road.

The backyard of Wangquan Road is also the original site of the Taoist temple that was once burned to ashes.

An Qisheng sat cross-legged under a bare old tree, facing the rising sun, as if taking in the essence of the sun and the moon.

This old tree was once set on fire by the Snake King Mountain bandits and almost turned into charcoal, but with the arrival of spring, the old tree actually pulled out its branches again.

But under his aura, he regained his vigor.

In the breeze blowing, the ubiquitous spiritual energy of heaven and earth submerged into his body.

How can the inner strength be derived from the true qi, purified and refined by the Tianyizhu, and then added to the incomparably complicated circulation of the qi pulse.

Repeatedly, endlessly.

"Inner qi, inner strength, true qi, qi meridian, divine meridian..."

An Qisheng thought in his heart.

He didn't accept disciples, naturally not because he had too high a vision and looked down on these apprentices, nor because he was afraid of spies from other forces.

But he has not completely sorted out a training system.

A complete set of sect inheritance is to include boxing, palms, fingers, legs, internal qigong methods, internal force methods, true qigong methods, qi pulse methods, divine pulse methods, vertical lifting, horizontal martial arts, swords, guns and sticks And so on.

Without such a complete set of inheritance, dare to open a sect?

Although any Qi meridian possesses many martial arts, how many can there be those who can establish a sect?

Can't it?

I dare not!

If you dare to pass on the martial arts you learned from other sects today, someone will call you the next day.

Although An Qisheng didn't care.

But he didn't have the thick skin to pass on the martial arts of other sects.

Therefore, whether it is to sort out what he has learned, or for the inheritance of royal power, he must sum up a set of martial arts system.

The so-called foundation is the foundation of the sect, and it is also the foundation of oneself.

The fastest way to learn something is not to study hard and practice hard, but to teach others.

call!

Suck!

In the inaudible sound of breathing, a figure climbed over the wall and landed in the backyard.

"call!"

The person who came here was very good at Qinggong, and he did not make any sound in his every move, like a civet cat walking on tiptoe.

He slightly felt the invisible, but real aura, his body relaxed, and he felt that every tiny part of his body became very active.

The transport of infuriating energy is faster than before.

Even if it's not the first experience, it's still a little weird.

Only in this aura, ordinary people are afraid that they can live to the end of their lives without disease and disaster, and it is not impossible to live a hundred years.

If you walk the world, it is not impossible to be regarded as an immortal.

"The road extends in all directions, and the door is wide open. Why does Daxia Yun like to climb over the wall?"

An Qisheng opened his eyes and looked at the person coming.

He was dressed in a grey suit and hung a long knife around his waist, but it was Yun Dongliu who had not seen him for a long time.

After the chivalrous man left, he suddenly appeared in the road of kingship. He had nowhere to go and nowhere to go.

"It's probably a habit."

Yun Dongliu's voice was a little hoarse, but he still hasn't returned to his original appearance.

But compared to the previous look of lifeless and ashes, it is much better.

"Your teacher doesn't hold grudges against you in your heart."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

But I also know that this is Yun Dongliu's heart, not a question of forgiveness or not.

"Under the circumstances that day, the teacher never hurt me, I knew that he forgave me, but..."

Depression flashed across Yun Dongliu's face, but he didn't want to talk about it too much, and instead said:

"It's you, with your current status, why bother with that ordinary person?"

"Who said that good martial arts must be generous?"

An Qisheng smiled.

No matter whether you practice martial arts or seek Taoism, you will not be able to cultivate without emotions and desires, but you will not be affected by any desires, and you will be able to make the most accurate choices at all times.

It's not that you want to spit at your own face, you don't fight back when you beat him, you don't fight back when you scold you, and you have to pretend to be generous when you suffer a loss.

How to repay virtue with virtue?

"As you go."

Yun Dongliu obviously has no interest in bullying ordinary people, he just said:

"Then what is Zhen Rencha, after I dissipated his family's wealth, he fainted several times with anger, and after waking up, he was also stupid, although all his furniture was only 1,200 taels of silver... …”

"A lot."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

For the people in the rivers and lakes, money is easy to come by. Although the chivalrous door does not have many industries, even if it becomes a hunter, with martial arts like Yun Dongliu, a few big bugs can be sold for a thousand taels every day. silver.

Naturally, this mere 1,200 taels of silver will not be taken seriously~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In fact, these silvers are enough for a family of five to live a life without food and clothing.

By analogy with Daxuan, it is also more than five million Daxuan coins.

Ordinary people, can save this number under the extravagant spending?

More than half of it is the legacy of Wang Quan's old way.

It was because he was trapped by this **** that he almost crossed over and almost starved to death in this Taoist temple with those two little guys.

Yun Dongliu shook his head:

"It's just a small punishment and a big commandment. Without money, he is more uncomfortable than death."

An Qisheng looked at the door of the courtyard with a feeling in his heart, and Sun En, who was quietly looking at it, suddenly moved his eyes.

hum~

The spirit flickered slightly, and it was lifted up.

In a trance, he seemed to see a divine sword like a real dragon stepping on a sparrow.

In a flash.