The Great Tao Chronicle

Wang Quan Dao is going to open the mountain gate!

This news quickly spread throughout Fengzhou under the dissemination of many martial artists who were in love with them, and even spread to the surrounding states.

There are many martial arts practitioners in the world, but this does not mean that martial arts training is simple and easy.

Anything with a three-pointed martial arts style will be passed down to men and not women, and it is said that the disciples leave it alone. How easy is it for ordinary people to practice martial arts?

What is martial arts?

Something to live in!

If you can pass it on to your own son, why should it be passed on to outsiders?

There are many sects in Dafeng gangs. In any state, there are as few as dozens or hundreds of gangs and sects, but no matter the gang or the sect, they are not free to accept disciples to teach martial arts.

If you want to worship the entrance, you must not only have a generous apprenticeship ceremony, but also someone to introduce you, otherwise, you will not accept it.

These two requirements, one is that you have family wealth, and the other is that your net worth is innocence, and your origin cannot be unknown.

Apart from these two points, it will only depend on your aptitude and understanding.

Without the first two, there is no way to get in at all.

After all, there are hundreds of billions of people in Dafeng, and there are 20 billion people in the world. What kind of people don't have the talent and comprehension?

Rushing to accept apprentices and provide you with what you need to practice martial arts, and only let you practice martial arts every day?

That is simply impossible.

But there are exceptions, that is when any sect opens its doors.

Such sects often cast a wide net when they open a sect. As long as they have the qualifications to practice martial arts and their net worth is innocent, they often have the opportunity to worship the sect.

But even if he learns two-handed martial arts, he is still a human being, and he has no worries about food and clothing throughout his life.

Therefore, Wang Quan Dao opened the mountain gate, attracting not only people in the martial arts, but also many ordinary people who heard the news.

Huhu~

Above the official road, a horse is coming.

Fan Zimin rode a flooded horse and looked from a distance. He could already see the mountains in the distance. Wangquan Mountain was on the edge of the mountains.

"At my age, it is impossible for me to worship the priest of Wang Quan, but with the respect of my qi, it is definitely not a problem to be a guest!"

Fan Zimin's eyes shone brightly, and thoughts turned in his mind.

He has been very busy in the past half a year. After the first battle in Xueyuan, he has been following An Qisheng's footsteps, but where did he catch up, when he arrived in Fengdu City, An Qisheng had already disappeared.

He was extremely regretful, but he did not leave. Instead, he searched for the soldiers who had experienced this battle at that time. Wu Lin people asked, and restored the battle. Later, it was compiled into a book and spread all over the world.

In this world, some people are fond of martial arts, some are lustful, some are chasing power, some are greedy for cups and delicious food, some are fond of magic soldiers and horses, and some are happy to fight with others.

And Fan Zimin, he is famous.

He is very clear that learning martial arts with his own talents is far from enough to be famous for later generations.

And that time when he saw the battle of the snowfield, he saw his own way and his own way.

Whether it is the rise of nearly 100 years old, or the qi pulse smashing the god's vein, one person fighting a country, this Taoist king is a legend that he has only seen in his life!

The ancestors are all storytellers, and he is the clearest, the most important two words that can pass down the deeds of future generations, that is legend!

The more unbelievable, the more unexpected, the more widely circulated just now.

Therefore, he came up with the idea of ​​sorting out the deeds of Wang Quan and Daoists, and making a name for himself in the world by writing a book and a biography!

"Thousands of years later, even if the name of the soldier's master is forgotten, even if the name of Pang Wanyang is forgotten, I will be able to keep my name in the world!"

Fan Zimin's heart was hot, and he accelerated.

After a few hours, he finally saw Wangquan Mountain, and not far from the foot of Wangquan Mountain, a house built on the mountain.

What surprised him was that there were only a few hundred people under Wangquan Mountain.

Such a great master has opened the gates of the mountain, but only a few hundred people come to learn the arts?

"It's a little weird..."

Fan Zimin frowned.

He knew that when Yan Kuangtu founded the Great Dragon Gate and opened the mountain gate, for three consecutive years, there was not a single day in front of the Great Dragon Gate with less than 10,000 people.

Daoist Wangquan is more than ten times bigger than the Yan Kuangzu when he founded Dalongmen?

There are only a few hundred people, which is a bit outrageous.

soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

The Jiao horse neighed, Fan Zimin turned over and dismounted, and grabbed a martial artist:

"Dare to ask this brother, I heard that Wang Quan Dao is going to open the mountain gate, why should he leave?"

The martial arts person was impatient at first, but when he looked back, he was shocked: "Jiaoma white clothed red blood sword, you are the storyteller Fan Zimin, Fan Daxia."

"It is the next, but the hero is not afraid to be."

Fan Zimin smiled lightly and asked again:

"Xiongtai hasn't answered my words yet."

The man recognized Fan Zimin as a master of the land ranking, and he had a very good attitude. He bowed and said, "Fan Daxia does not know, although this sect has always had many requirements for recruiting disciples, it is not as weird and terrifying as Wang Quan Dao... .."

"how do I say this?"

Fan Zimin's heart moved, he was surprised just now why he smelled blood.

Before the man could speak, he heard a loud voice from the foot of Wangquan Mountain.

"My king's power has opened the mountain gate, and I should not refuse anyone who comes, but it is impossible to make a circle without rules!"

As the sound waves reverberated, Tie Shan leaped to the top of the pavilion, bowed his hands in all directions, and said:

"I want you to know that my monarchs do not care about men, women and children, whether they have martial arts skills, even if they lack arms or legs, they can worship the door... There is only one thing, that is, the damned people will not accept it!"

After An Qisheng's suggestion, Tieshan has already changed his blood. Although he is a kind of condensed true qi, he has a big voice and deep inner strength. Everyone present can hear this sound.

"Damn it? Don't accept it? Damn it, what's the way to say it?"

Fan Zimin moved in his heart.

In the crowd, someone who just arrived has already asked: "Dare to ask this brother, what is the **** thing?"

"Good question!"

Tie Shan pointed at the newly built academy in the distance and said:

"That academy is called Wenxin Hall, and anyone who can step into it can worship under the door of my king's power, but in that Wenxin Hall, there is a divine will left by the Taoist master, called the Mirror of the Demon, but those with evil thoughts and bad deeds If anyone enters, they will be killed on the spot!"

Speaking of which, Tieshan looked serious:

"In the past month, more than 100 people have died in front of Wenxin Hall. Don't make a mistake!"

With Tieshan's voice, he fell to the ground.

There was no sound at the foot of Wangquan Mountain, and not many people thought that Wenxintang was so miraculous and could penetrate people's hearts.

But since January, many people have died here, and not many people dare to try it.

However, even so, few people dared to make trouble under the King Quan Mountain.

Because before that Daoist Wangquan became famous, he had the name of Gorefiend. Thousands of people died in his hands, even the imperial court master and the director of the East Factory were killed. Where did they have the courage to make trouble?

Therefore, many people sighed in disappointment and prepared to leave.

After a while, the remaining hundreds of people actually walked away.

Apart from Fan Zimin, there were only a few children who looked more like beggars than refugees.

"Fantastic, wonderful!"

Fan Zimin was quite delighted, laughed and took out a pen and paper, and directly fell to the ground and wrote:

[In the summer of 1988 in Dafeng, the sky was very hot, and gold and stones were flowing.

The people came riding on flooded horses and ran eight thousand miles straight to the Wangquan Mountain. On that day, on the Wangquan Mountain, in front of the Wenxin Hall, the Daoist Wangquan set up the Wenxin Hall. With a demon mirror, he could penetrate the hearts of people, good and evil, and all the wicked people lay in front of them.

Ask the hearts of the people in front of the heart hall.

Sins are revealed under the demon mirror.

Baizhang Wangquan Mountain is not high,

But not many people can come forward. Recorder: Storyteller Fan]

......

An Qisheng naturally knew what happened down the mountain, but he didn't care much.

Although he wants to recruit a lot of people, he doesn't want to be a place to hide dirt and filth. There are not many people who can be used by Wang Quandao. Naturally, it is impossible to send people to examine them one by one like Huangjue Temple and Jishenzong.

Therefore, he erected a stone tablet in front of Wenxin Hall.

The so-called 'Mirroring the Demon Mirror' is just a variation of his 'Nantianmen' style.

Just like his 'Slayer of Immortals', there are many changes such as 'Slayer of Demons' and 'Slayer of Gods'.

Huhu~

Under the old tree, Jiang Tingting and Zhang Haohao are practicing boxing by themselves.

In a flash for two years, the two little guys have improved their boxing skills, and between the movement of their bodies, they have been able to hit their muscles and bones.

Especially Jiang Tingting, many boxing routines have been practiced in the body shape, although they have not yet entered the dark, they are similar.

It's a pity that she developed her internal strength not long ago. Even if her boxing is better, she is not the opponent of Zhang Haohao, who has had internal strength for two years.

It was said that he practiced boxing for two years, but in fact he didn't really have much time to guide the two little guys to practice boxing. Most of them were able to practice to this level, and it was mostly due to their own efforts and the style of Sanshou that he passed from his heart.

It's a pity that neither of them are very talented and savvy. Compared with Sun En, who has been able to play the 'Nantianmen' air in just a few months, they are far worse.

Compared with Yan Kaiyu, who was standing aside, it was not as good.

At the beginning of martial arts, the root is too important.

Some people are born clumsy, and even if they put in ten times the effort, they will not be able to learn what they can do at a glance.

But this is not due to their lack of comprehension. In fact, when they take a look, their brains think they can, but their hands don't. This is not an illusion, but because they have poor control over their bodies.

Ordinary people of Xuanxing said that they lacked motor cells, and in the Jiufujie, they were extremely poor.

You must know that when practicing martial arts in Jiufujie, it is also necessary to use boxing to guide the flow of internal power. Wang Quan's old-fashioned boy's kung fu set of movements that are comparable to Xuanxing's most exaggerated yoga is not something that ordinary people can easily do.

If you can't even do this, you can't guide your inner qi. How can you train your inner strength?

"Tingting, come here."

Turning his thoughts in his mind, An Qisheng called the little guy over.

"Master."

Jiang Tingting stopped and ran over.

In a flash for more than two years, the little guy also opened up a little, his face was no longer as yellow and thin, and his little face was a little fleshy. After two years of boxing, his eyes became firmer, not the little girl who used to cry at every turn. .

"Do you want to become a martial arts wizard?"

An Qisheng looked at the disciple with a smile.

For him, it is a simple matter to change one's roots for others, but Jiang Tingting's heart is too detached, and it is not good to change too early. Now that more than two years have passed, it has become much more stable, but it is also time to be a disciple.' Reborn'.

"what?"

Jiang Tingting was a little stunned.

She had known for a long time that she was a waste of martial arts, especially after watching Sun En learn the proficient boxing skills she barely practiced in a year in three days, she completely accepted this fact.

But in my heart, how can I not be envious?

In a blink of an eye, I thought again, Could it be that Master dislikes himself as a waste?

Thinking about it, the little guy's eyes suddenly turned red:

"Master, Tingting will work hard, don't dislike Tingting..."

"Silly boy."

An Qisheng shook his head and laughed, his palm fell gently and pinched Jiang Tingting's palm.

Shake lightly.

Jiang Tingting's body trembled, and a numb feeling spread from her palm to her whole body, and she almost fell to her knees.

She only felt that her bones were dancing, and the hot air in her body couldn't help breaking through the pores, and a faint smell of sweat flowed out.

But she was very sensible. Although she didn't know what the master was doing, she didn't resist, and she endured it through gritted teeth.

It's just getting hotter inside.

"what!"

At a certain moment, she suddenly cried out, covered her mouth and jumped aside, tears welling up in pain.

A mouth, actually rolled out a few teeth.

"Master!"

Zhang Haohao and Yan Kaiyu were both a little surprised, looking at the few clean teeth on the ground without the slightest trace of blood, they wondered what An Qisheng had done.

"Hey, Junior Sister...you have no shortage of teeth."

Zhang Haohao moved his sister's mouth away and couldn't help exclaiming.

Jiang Tingting's teeth are not only missing, but the irregular teeth before have become very neat now.

"what?"

Yan Kaiyu glanced at the teeth on the ground in surprise. There were not many teeth. What was this spit out?

"Master, my body is so light."

After a bit of pain, Jiang Tingting also came back to her senses.

This feeling, suddenly felt very incredible, I only felt that my body was light and light, as if I had removed the iron clothes on my body, and my fingers became much more flexible.

"Senior sister seems to have become more beautiful..."

Looking at Jiang Tingting who couldn't help but open up and punch, Yan Kaiyu observed very keenly.

In his opinion, Jiang Tingting's appearance is still very ordinary, not as good as their maid, but she looks much better than before, her nose has become taller, her cheeks are not so high, and her chin has changed a bit.

"what?"

Jiang Tingting exclaimed and stopped punching. She ran to the side and poured a basin of water. Looking at herself in the water, she couldn't help covering her face.

Then he smelled the faint stench on his hands, exclaimed again, and trotted out of the courtyard.

An Qisheng smiled and waited for the two little guys to look at him before saying:

"Haohao, you come too."

With his mastery of strength at this time, he can even cut the hair and wash the marrow, not to mention the fine-tuning of the root bone.

The quality of the root bone is originally a very small gap. With a slight adjustment, the root bone is ten times better.

With a flick of his hand, Jiang Tingting's roots were not shocking, at least it was better than Sun En.

It's just a person's achievement~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is determined by factors such as root, xinxing, comprehension, chance, etc. Sun En, but root, xinxing, comprehension, and opportunity are one of the top few people in the world.

For thousands of years, I am afraid that few people can compare with him.

click~

With two soft clicks, An Qisheng also set bones for Zhang Haohao and Yan Kaiyu successively, but Yan Kaiyu's bones are already top-notch, so there is not much immediate effect.

"Master, how did you do it!"

At this time, Jiang Tingting, who had washed and changed clothes, ran in in a hurry, throwing herself into An Qisheng's arms with a look of surprise.

Her eyes were red, and she was obviously crying again just now.

While comforting the little apprentice, An Qisheng suddenly had a thought in his heart:

"The root bone can be easy, the luck can be gathered, the heart can be polished...

If I use Feng Shui to change the luck of Yi Tingting, Hao Hao, and Kai Yu, reshape the hearts of the three with the wheel-turning method, and then teach them their martial arts, can I compete with Sun En or other soldiers? "