Great Dao Ji

"Disciple of Pang Wanyang"

Holding the letter, Yun Haitian fell into deep thought.

He had just celebrated his 90th birthday the year before last, so he naturally experienced the rise of Pang Wanyang personally.

Naturally, he will not forget the bloody events during those years.

Do you want your disciples to follow the same path as before?

There was a hint of coldness in Yun Haitian's heart.

What he cared about was no longer Feng Qingxuan, but the deep meaning behind Pang Wanyang's move.

He paved the way for his disciples and naturally wanted to cultivate successors.

With his divine veins condensed and his lifespan reaching over three hundred, Pang Wanyang is in his prime. Naturally, it is impossible for him to train a successor because his end is approaching.

Then the only possibility is

"He wants to take the final step."

Yun Haitian held the letter and frowned deeply.

There was nothing exaggerated or inflammatory in this letter. It simply described what happened during this period and Feng Qingxuan's astonishing progress in the battle.

But Yun Haitian saw what was behind it.

The reason why the major sects did not take action was definitely not because they were afraid of Pang Wanyang's threat. Behind the silence, they were probably planning to kill Pang Wanyang.

The purpose of this letter is naturally obvious.

"Teacher, what does Huangjue Temple want the teacher to do?"

Yun Dongliu was even more worried and couldn't help but interrupt Yun Haitian's thoughts.

Judging from the rumors he had heard recently, he had already vaguely guessed the purpose of Huangjue Temple.

He naturally knows that today in Dafeng and even in the world, no one under the divine lineage can be his teacher's opponent. Feng Qingxuan's attack was huge, but it was not as powerful as the teacher's attack on the Six Hells Demon Sect alone many years ago. Danger.

But the teacher's injury has not yet healed. If he takes action hastily, wouldn't he be in great danger?

"If your teacher wants to do something, it must be a decision that the teacher wants to do himself and will not be influenced by any other force."

Yun Haitian casually handed the letter to Yun Dongliu and said calmly:

"Although Huangjue Temple is the leader of the righteous path in martial arts today, it is no exception."

Yun Dongliu took the letter and felt slightly relieved.

Yun Haitian founded the chivalry sect and was revered as the King of Chivalry. There were many people who wanted to take advantage of him, but he was still alive today, so naturally he would not be a brainless man.

Yun Haitian changed his voice and said:

"However, the people at Huangjue Temple have calculated this matter very accurately. I do want to take action."

Yun Dongliu's face tightened as he was reading the letter, especially when he saw the words 'the disciple's death master is coming', his heart skipped a beat.

After hearing Yun Haitian's words, he couldn't help but said:

"Teacher, according to what this letter says, if Feng Qingxuan dies, wouldn't Pang Wanyang want to take over Dafeng himself?"

"If that's the case, why would Pang Wanyang send Feng Qingxuan to Dafeng? How can anyone kill him if he stays on the Six Hell Demon Mountain?"

Yun Haitian shook his head slightly and explained:

"Since Pang Wanyang wants to train his disciples, he naturally won't protect him too much. He just doesn't want those few to take action. If the same level of fighting all die in Dafeng, Pang Wanyang will not care about bringing up another saint."

"Don't take everything at face value. Feng Qingxuan's intentions and actions all represent Pang Wanyang's will. In the same way, although this letter was written by Sankong, it is actually the intention of Master Yixiu."

"The meaning behind it"

Yun Dongliu thought: "Teacher, what do you mean, who are going to fight?"

"Go and invite some masters from Huangjue Temple."

Yun Dongliu did not explain too much and said calmly:

"I need to meet them before I can make a decision."

"teacher?"

Yun Dongliu couldn't help but want to persuade.

In his opinion, Huangjue Temple's move was extremely shameless. He felt that there was a crisis, so he let others come forward. How could this make sense?

Yun Haitian's face was straight and he waved his hand:

"go."

Yun Dongliu gritted his teeth and retreated helplessly.

He moved quickly, and after a while, he had already led San De and other great monks from Huangjue Temple to the backyard with a gloomy face.

"Amitabha."

San De looked solemn and bowed slightly: "The young monk has met Mr. Yun. I haven't seen him for many years. The old man's style is still the same as before."

"Fifty years ago when I went to Huangjue Temple, you were the little novice monk beside Master Ikkyu, right? I don't think you are one of my generation now."

Yun Haitian glanced at San De indifferently:

"You are here to send me to fight Feng Qingxuan?"

"Don't dare, don't dare."

San De smiled bitterly: "Come to the Chivalry Sect, the young monk has lost his temper. How dare you use Mr. Yun?"

Although he is already in his sixties, compared to Yun Haitian, he is really considered a junior.

"No need to talk nonsense."

Yun Haitian waved his sleeves and said:

"Master Ikkyu, just say whatever you want to say!"

"Mr. Do you remember the speculations made by Master Baiyue?"

San De looked around, and a powerful and powerful energy had enveloped the courtyard.

Yun Haitian frowned:

"Speculations of Zhenyue Baizhen"

Before the birth of Hanchang Palace, the deduction method of Moon Worship Villa had always been unparalleled in the world. Even after Hanchang Palace established Qin Tianjian and passed down the Wan Luck Wangqi Technique, Moon Worship Villa's name was already resounding.

Moon Worshipers of all ages are the best fortune tellers in the world. It is said that they can peer into the heavens and predict the future.

Just over twenty years ago, the contemporary Moon Worshiper once worshiped the moon wheel and stayed there for seven days and seven nights. After that, the Moon Worshiper spent a lot of time in seclusion and has not been able to come out to this day.

And just before he went into seclusion, he left behind a corner of his projected future.

It is said that a catastrophe will come to the martial arts world, and that catastrophe will severely damage the entire martial arts world, and will completely change the world's structure.

"Master Yixiu thinks the catastrophe comes from the Six Hells Demon Sect?"

Yun Haitian's eyes were focused.

For tens of thousands of years, countless talented people have successively attacked the portal of heaven and humanity.

There are some extraordinary talents among them, but they often fall at the last step.

For countless years, many people in the martial arts world have made many speculations, but the most convincing one is that to be promoted to a heavenly being, one must not only be extremely talented, but also must have the influence of a certain force.

Some people think that this general trend is to unify the world and divide yin and yang. Some people think that it is to be respected in the martial arts and become the best in the world.

But no matter what, if you want to become a heavenly being, you will inevitably cause waves of bloodshed.

"This time the master has a premonition that a big change is coming, maybe it should be on Pang Wanyang."

San De sighed softly and said:

"The old gentleman may be dissatisfied. The young monk only said that after Pang Wanyang sent the greeting letter, the master also sent a letter to the Six Hell Demon Peak."

A letter from Ikkyu?

Yun Dongliu's heart skipped a beat, and he had a vague guess.

This ancestor of Huangjue Temple really lived a long life. It is said that he had already made a big name in the world before the founding of Dafeng.

Two hundred years have passed, and although he has never really made a move, he is still recognized as a top expert in the world.

Before Pang Wanyang was born, he was vaguely known as the best in the world.

It was only because he never took action that he fell behind Pang Wanyang.

Yun Haitian couldn't help but be moved by it.

Yun Dongliu was startled and screamed secretly.

Sure enough, with a strong smell of blood floating around, Yun Haitian had already spoken and agreed:

"In this case, Yun took the head of the demon kid and became the pioneer of the master's demon elimination!"

Yundongliu smiled bitterly in his heart.

He was a teacher who never spoke easily, but once he spoke, no one could make him change his mind.

"Amitabha."

Several great monks clasped their hands together at the same time, bowed and said:

"We are willing to accompany the old gentleman and will not let him face the enemy alone."

Anyang Mansion.

An Qisheng sat alone in the courtyard, facing the wind, with heat flowing through his body as he breathed.

If anyone is nearby, they will notice that even though the sun is shining in the sky and there are no clouds in the sky, the light in this courtyard is still dimmer than other places.

Even when you are in the courtyard, you will feel the coolness, as if the light of the sun has been sucked away.

call!

suck!

An Qisheng sat still, with his five hearts pointing toward the sky.

His whole body trembled slightly as he absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The entry of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body is also a baptism for the physical body, but this is only passive and subtle, and the efficiency is not high.

Without specialized horizontal training methods, it would be impossible to use spiritual energy to strengthen the physical body with maximum efficiency.

Invisible to the naked eye, there seemed to be a ball of light gradually glowing and rotating in An Qisheng's abdomen.

As the spiritual energy from heaven and earth enters the body and merges with the internal force, the true energy derived from it merges, and this round of light ball grows imperceptibly.

And as the light ball rotates, thin invisible 'silk threads' extend from the light ball, spreading like fine blood vessels, but they don't seem to intersect with the physical body.

The human body is extremely fragile compared to the heaven and earth. Air entering the blood vessels can kill people, let alone the zhenqi that is as violent as magma?

Therefore, these strands of 'silk thread' are the Qi meridians, the meridians through which the true Qi travels.

An Qisheng dreamed of dozens or hundreds of warriors, with many martial arts for reference, plus a complete meridian system from his previous life.

Even before he had condensed his true energy, he had already conceived the energy network more than once.

As soon as the Qi seeds were condensed, he began the process of condensing Qi pulses.

The real essence of many martial arts in the Jiufu Realm lies in the condensation of Qi. By condensing the 'Manu Sutra', you can perform the Dragon Subduing Palm, the Dragon Elephant Vajra Mudra, the invisible sword energy of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, and the Nirvana Mahamudra. martial arts.

For example, Dong Tianyou's "Ten Thousand Miles of Thousand Miles" Flying Sword Technique is made by using the "Manual Sutra" to control the flying sword with invisible sword energy.

By condensing the 'Foot Meridian', you can perform such foot skills and light skills as the Heavenly Dragon Immortal Step, the Heavenly Wave Crossing Technique, and the Divine Wind Kick.

After the other Qi channels such as 'eyes, ears, mouth and nose' are condensed, they become even more magical.

However, unlike warriors in this world who start to condense Qi meridians from their limbs, An Qisheng first condenses the 'Heart Meridian'.

The heart has a very high status among occult medicine and even Chinese medicine in previous lives, and the heart is the official of the monarch.

The heart has a deep relationship with many internal organs. The heart governs the blood vessels and can promote blood circulation. The lungs lead to the meridians and control breathing.

The heart and lungs are in the same system in the chest, and they work together to promote the movement of qi and blood.

The spleen governs transportation and transformation. The subtle substances of qi and blood absorbed by the spleen and stomach flow to the whole body through the push of the heart, maintaining the movement and biochemistry of qi and blood.

The rest of the organs are like this.

The importance of the Heart Sutra naturally goes without saying.

An Qisheng knew very well that his inner strength and energy were his shortcomings, while his body and energy were his strengths, so he would not sacrifice his own strength.

The five internal organs and meridians are connected to the true qi. For him, it is a sublimation no less than a blood transfusion!

Compared with the benefits of penetrating the Heart Meridian, condensing the 'Manual Meridian' can not be compared with it except for releasing the sword energy!

Moreover, as the true energy passed by, he vaguely glimpsed more 'gods'.

The realm of seeing God seems not far away.

More importantly, An Qisheng also has an ambition.

What would it be like if one day his physical body was powerful enough to allow his Qi to merge with the meridians of the human body and directly breathe in spiritual energy like blood?

This road has never been traveled before, and it may be extremely dangerous for others, but with the ability to enter dreams, An Qisheng felt that he could try it.

He has not forgotten that he came here in a dream and does not belong to this world.

The path he took was also an attempt to explore the vast and unknown path ahead above Xuanxing.

"call!"

Allowing the true energy to accumulate bit by bit, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes.

Tieshan pushed the door open and felt a flash of light in front of his eyes, making the yard seem much brighter.

Feeling a little surprised, he said:

"Taoist Priest, we have heard the news that Feng Qingxuan of the Six Hells Demon Sect came to Dafeng to challenge many masters on the weapons list. It is suspected that he wants to follow the path of his master Pang Wanyang and gather momentum to break through the divine veins. "

"Feng Qingxuan Six Hell Demon Sect"

An Qisheng's eyes were calm and thoughtful.

After going through the three processes of holding the elixir and sitting on the saddle, exchanging blood, and condensing the true energy, his physical body reached an inhuman level.

Finally, the spirit began to be fed back.

Over the past few days, nourished by the surging Qi and blood, his mental power has been increasing day by day, and the Niwan Nine Palaces have lit up.

In addition to having a deeper control over the subtleties of the physical body, he has also become more and more comfortable in the operation of spiritual martial arts such as the Ferris wheel method, the soul-stealing method, and the Wan Lun Wang Qi method.

If you know a person's aura, you can vaguely know that person's location.

When you mention a person's name, you can vaguely sense whether that person has murderous intentions towards you.

If he hadn't sensed Shang Yao and activated the Wan Yun Qi Technique, An Qisheng would have almost thought that he had mastered the Thousand Miles Soul Locking Skill of Master Jian Shen!

But even though he hasn't mastered it yet, An Qisheng knows that the day when he will completely master it is not far away.

At this time, when he recited Feng Qingxuan's name, he could feel a strong hostility coming from the southwest. This person would come towards him sooner or later.

"It is said that that man has killed seven or eight masters on the Earth Ranking, causing the injured Xia Wang Yun Haitian to take action himself."

Mentioning Yun Haitian, Tieshan's eyes lit up a little, and he paused before saying:

"It's a pity that Feng Qingxuan not only reached the pinnacle of Qinggong, but he was also extremely cunning. He never met the King of Heroes. He avoided the King of Heroes several times when he pursued him."

"So, three days ago, the King of Xia called on the masters of the Earth Ranking to go to the Xiayi Sect, seemingly to attract Feng Qingxuan to show up!"

"oh?"

An Qisheng pinched his beard with his hand, and there was a ripple in his eyes:

"Heroes Conference?"

Today there are only 4,000 words, and tomorrow there will be at least 6,000 words.