The Great Tao Chronicle

As soon as the voice fell, the eyes of the other people were also condensed.

The Dragon King's Armor fell into the hands of Daoist Wang Quan, and it was already known to everyone. Compared with other people, several people present knew the tyranny of the gods and gods.

Being able to forcibly suppress the nearly revived Dragon King Armor, the tyranny of the Daoist King's Power naturally does not need to be said.

"If so, did he refine the Dragon King's armor?"

Cang Liu, a young man in yellow, who is also a lion with a long bow on his back, asked with a dignified expression.

Before the change, no one would think that non-soldier masters could refine divine weapons, but after the battle of Fengdu Wangcheng, some people had already guessed what the Dafeng Dynasty did.

Since Dafeng dares to do it and may even succeed, the Daoist Wangquan may not be able to completely refine the Dragon King Armor on the basis of Dafeng.

"His divine vein has been established, and his foundation cannot be changed. Even if he refines the Dragon King's armor, he cannot become a soldier."

Wulingcheng's eyes were faint, and he said:

"I'm waiting here just to celebrate my birthday, not to provoke. Besides, it's not that we have no strength to fight back."

His voice was neither high nor low, but the expressions of several people changed when they heard the words.

Sun En's pupils shrank, looked at Wulingcheng, and said word by word: "Yanyang Qishachi, has it recovered?"

Wulingcheng did not answer, instead he smiled and said:

"He's old, I'm waiting to be young, the future is destined to be me waiting for the world, why rush for a while?"

As he spoke, he looked at Sun En and said:

"In short, I have no malicious intentions this time, whether Brother Sun believes it or not, it is the truth."

"good!"

Yuan Xing flicked his spear one by one, looking at the distant mountains:

"In the past, Pang Wanyang dominated the world for 40 years, and then there was the Daoist Wangquan who ruled the world. Since I missed Pang Wanyang, I naturally want to see the Daoist Wangquan!"

"This is the handover of the old and the new. The future number one in the world is only among you and me!"

Shaohua Cen has a fluttering green skirt, gently pulls his long hair on his temples, and smiles softly:

"As a junior, witnessing the glory of the senior is also what it should be."

Under the sway of the golden sun, Wangquan Mountain was divided into lively, and there were disciples busy on the mountain and down the mountain, welcoming them and sending them off. Before and after, everyone was full of joy.

Although An Qisheng had no intention of passing his birthday, Jiang Tingting, Zhang Haohao, Yan Kaiyu, Liu Ming and others insisted on doing so, so he went with them.

It was just past noon today.

An Qisheng was sitting cross-legged on the back mountain and looking at the sea of ​​clouds.

The cloud is still the same cloud, the sky is the same day, but all the common sights, in his eyes, are different every day, and every time he looks at it, it can bring him a different feeling.

The mind looks at all things, and when you are upset, you are disgusted when you see it, and when you are happy in your heart, you are happy when you see it.

The Tao is in the landscape, the Tao is in the heart, and the landscape is reflected in the heart, and the landscape enters the heart.

It is martial arts practice, spiritual practice, and state of mind practice.

"Master, why are you still here?"

Before anyone arrived, the voice came first, and Jiang Tingting rushed over and grabbed An Qisheng's arm.

It has been eight years since she came to Jiufujie, and the little girl who used to have a runny nose and weeping, is now slim and graceful. Although she is not a peerless beauty, she has practiced martial arts all year round, and with her years of cardamom, she is full of girlish firepower.

In the past few years, apart from the fact that Liuming was unable to withstand several requests and admitted him to his sect, he did not recruit new disciples.

Among the several disciples, Jiang Tingting was the one who relied on him the most.

"Tingting, your temper is too frustrating. Last time in reincarnation, I couldn't polish your temper."

An Qisheng allowed his apprentice to shake his arms and nodded her forehead with a smile:

"It seems that next time, you will have to sharpen your temperament."

As his martial arts become more and more diligent, he has already understood all the factors that determine a person's achievement, such as root bones, qi fortune, xinxing, comprehension, and other factors.

The reason why the gods and gods always choose their masters is that they are not looking for the most amazing and brilliant people in the world, but people who are most compatible with their own way.

Because the root bone can be easy, the qi can be gathered, the heart can be ground, and the martial arts can be practiced.

The only thing that cannot be changed is not being like yourself.

There are similarities in the Tao, and the Tao is different, and the practice is tantamount to the opposite.

In the long-floating world cultivation, at the beginning, the muscles, bones, skin, flesh, visceral and marrow were trained, and the blood was changed. Until this time, the Dao was the same, and the cultivation of ten thousand people was the same. When condensing the true qi, you must choose.

A true qigong method that is not in line with one's own, the true qi that is practiced must also be incompatible with one's own.

The choice of large and small Zhoutian network, different martial arts spirituality, the casting of magic weapons, etc., will all be affected.

Therefore, in addition to their own talent and understanding, the appearance of the masters of the divine veins from the past dynasties in the long-floating world also has luck in it.

In Xuanxing's words, the choice of the road is more important than the effort.

Therefore, there is no lack of a sect on the rivers and lakes, when a sect is close to decline, suddenly there is a legend that a 'wizard' will bring the sect to prosperity again in one fell swoop.

That 'wizard' is not necessarily a genius, it may just be in line with the martial arts of the predecessors.

But not every sect has this kind of luck, and more of them disappear into the long river of history.

An Qisheng is trying another way.

Give disciples more possibilities, teach students according to their aptitude, rather than pass on their own martial arts to them.

"Let the brothers and sisters go."

Hearing the reincarnation, Jiang Tingting trembled and quickly declined:

"The experience of the disciple's last reincarnation has not yet been digested."

Although reincarnation is rare, it is too tortured to be in it. Although she knows the benefits of it, she doesn't want to go in again as soon as she comes out.

"You have been begging Junior Brother Kaiyu a few times, but you are tired and lazy."

An Qisheng shook his head and laughed.

In this world, the only person who can pull others into reincarnation with his own divine will is the wheel-turning king.

However, the wheel-turning king is limited by the world and lacks vision. He only builds a Buddhist kingdom and can obliterate other people's memories with many fantasies, but he cannot reach his own level.

Except for Jiang Tingting, no one dared to say disgust.

However, overdoing it is not enough, and the experience should be stopped in moderation. If it is too much, it will hurt the disciple's self-wisdom, which is not good.

"Master, people from other sects have already come, you can't go out."

Jiang Tingting changed the topic:

"Uncle Yan of Dalongmen is probably coming soon."

"You."

An Qisheng didn't break the disciple's little thought and walked towards the front mountain.

Naturally, he didn't have to go to take over, but as the host, he always had to show his face.

After all, some people seem to want to see him.

There are many people on Wangquan Mountain.

Although Wangquan Dao has only been established for a few years, but An Qisheng's reputation as the number one in the world is too great, not to mention Dalongmen, Huangjue Temple, Baiyue Mountain Villa, Zhengang Dao and other top sects, Fengzhou and even other top sects. Many small and medium-sized sects from nearby Dazhou also came one after another.

In Fengzhou and even several nearby states, Wang Quandao is the true uncrowned king, and naturally there is no shortage of forces that want to befriend.

It's just that on weekdays, Wangquan Daoist doesn't enter the oil and salt, and there is no chance to make friends. After finally encountering Wangquan Daoist's 100th birthday, there is no reason not to come.

Not to mention being on good terms with Wang Quandao, even showing his face, it is also a great worthwhile thing.

Therefore, after reaching Wuling City, Sun En and the others were a little surprised when they came to the official road at the foot of Wangquan Mountain.

On the long official road, there are many chariots for almost ten miles, and there are even more pedestrians.

At first glance, it was as if a sea of ​​people surrounded Wangquan Mountain.

However, most of them have self-knowledge, and they are all left in front of Wenxin Hall. Very few people go up the mountain. Only the masters of many sects, or the masters of loneliness, can go up the mountain.

"It's really lucky!"

Cang Liu raised his head slightly, his yellow curly hair couldn't hide the divine light in his eyes: "Number one in the world, thousands of people follow, only in this way can you live up to such a fate in the world!"

"Dynasty hegemony, wealth and glory, the number one in the world, in the end, it's just a false name. When the military leaders of all dynasties were alive, they all overwhelmed one side, and their reputation will only be greater. However, what is left now?"

Yuan Xingyi looked indifferent and calmly commented:

"Everything is empty when a person dies, not a heavenly person, what is the best in the world, the master of soldiers, is all empty."

"Heaven and man have been rare since ancient times. Who can say whether they succeed or fail? There are many soldiers who have opened the gate of heaven in the past, but they have not achieved heaven and man."

Shaohuacen smiled lightly:

"Brother Yuan has a big heart, but little sister doesn't want that much. People live forever, grass and trees fall, and living a wonderful life is the right thing."

"This mountain of kingship is no more than a hundred feet high, there is no lake and water, the spiritual energy gathers, and the vegetation is not much, but because of the existence of one person, it can cover the world's famous mountains in one fell swoop. There is already the saying that the kingship is the first mountain on the rivers and lakes."

Wulingcheng gently shook the folding fan, and a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in the warm eyes:

"Fellow Daoists, have you noticed anything?"

Shaohua Cen, Yuan Xingyi, and Cang Liu were all stunned when they heard the words, and then they seemed to feel something.

Before he could speak, Sun En's slightly surprised voice sounded:

"Wangquan Mountain is moving"

Wangquan Mountain is moving!

Shaohua Cen's three hearts were also shocked, and then they all gave birth to induction.

A mountain and river that was supposed to be a dead thing, in the sense of several people, seemed to have life, trembling slightly.

The tremor was inaudible, but it was extremely real in the sensations of several people.

Moreover, this mountain seems to be growing.

Although slow ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but true.

"The Convergence of Earth Vein and Air Fate"

Yuan Xing closed his eyes slightly, and focused on the perception:

"The fate of the Huayan Mountains seems to be converging here, no, not only the Huayan Mountains, Fengzhou, and Fengzhou's fortunes also seem to be converging towards Wangquan Mountain.

The earth moves, and the mountains and rivers move. It is because of this that Wangquan Mountain will give me a sense of life, because it is really growing! "

Several people were a little surprised.

They have also heard of Feng Shui, but it is the first time they have actually seen it. How can it not be surprising for a mountain that will grow.

shuh~

Wulingcheng also felt it slightly. Suddenly, he opened the folding fan and covered his face, as if he saw something incomprehensible:

"how is this possible?!"