Great Dao Ji

In front of Hanshan Pass, the wind was cold and snowflakes were falling.

An Qisheng paced in the wind and snow, and the spear he held upside down kept making a buzzing sound, like an evil dragon that could burst out at any time.

This is the process of deifying the weapon and integrating it into the body.

This is the process that any master of the divine vein must go through. Once the weapon is integrated into the body, it can reach the state of unity between man and weapon, and the control of the divine weapon will reach the peak.

It is a method of cultivation and a method of avoiding disasters.

An Qisheng came all the way without rushing. In addition to accumulating his own momentum, he was also familiar with this spear and deifying this spear.

At the same time, he was also thinking and trying to figure out the way of the divine vein.

He had already mastered the spiritual martial arts such as Feng Qingxuan's War Demon Heart Sutra, Wushuang's White Lotus Heart Sutra, Ferris Wheel Method, Soul-stealing Method, etc., which he had mastered thoroughly.

Although he had not mastered them thoroughly himself, he only got fragments.

But it was enough for him to get a glimpse of the mystery of the divine vein.

Rustle~

As he walked, the light and dense footsteps seemed to ring in everyone's heart.

In an instant, it attracted everyone's attention.

Even the pedestrians in the tents and the merchants walked out of the tents and looked at him from a distance.

"Another person is coming to break through the pass"

On the Hanshan Pass, a soldier was also alert and shouted.

A group of figures suddenly appeared on the wall, and the crossbows and bed crossbows were ready to go.

The martial artists were afraid of the soldiers guarding the pass, and the soldiers guarding the pass were also afraid of these martial artists who came and went. Knowing that the seclusion was still closed, they dared to come, naturally they were not ordinary people.

They couldn't help but be nervous.

"These martial artists are really bold and don't take the court's laws into consideration!"

A young general in armor and holding a knife came to the wall with some anger and looked away.

Seeing this, his body shuddered, and his voice trembled:

"General, General Jian, he, he's coming, he's coming!"

"What are you arguing about!"

A loud shout echoed from the inside of the pass, and a tall and strong man jumped onto the city wall and stepped forward.

The man was eight feet tall, with a face full of whiskers, and a cold luster on his blue-black armor. He walked with the steps of a dragon and a tiger, and was extremely heroic.

"General, look, that man, that man..."

The young general's face was pale, and his teeth were clenched.

Along with the imperial edict, there was naturally a portrait of An Qisheng. The man walking in the wind and snow was the blood demon, wasn't he?

An Qisheng has been famous all over the world this year, and few people don't know him.

How could they not know that he was a peerless demon who had killed a divine vein with a hammer?

"Huh?"

The bearded man shuddered at the sight and said in a lost voice:

"This devil, this devil is really here!"

His name is Jian Xinghan. He has been in the army for thirty years. Because he did not know how to please his superiors, even though he made many contributions in the hunting meeting in Nantian Mountain, he was just a general guarding the pass.

But he had already condensed his true energy and knew a lot about the affairs of the martial arts world.

Of course, he knew better than these soldiers how terrifying it was to kill the divine vein with a hammer.

"That man, that man"

Not far away, Fan Zimin looked at the Taoist walking in the snow, and his heart skipped a beat: "Could it be that the rumor is true?"

An Qisheng's provocation to the Dafeng court, as many guards knew about it, naturally it was impossible not to spread.

However, not many people in the martial arts world knew about this news, and most of them just thought it was a rumor.

How powerful is Dafeng now?

There are many great masters of divine veins guarding the pass, so even Pang Wanyang, the best in the world, dare not easily challenge the Dafeng Dynasty.

Although An Qisheng rose very quickly, he became famous only a year ago.

How could he challenge the best power in the world?

But now it seems that it is true?

"If it is really this person, Jian Xinghan is dead!"

Fan Zimin sneered in his heart.

Jian Xinghan has not even condensed his qi veins, and his martial arts are far inferior to his, but he has blocked him in front of the pass with many broken air bed crossbows, so he naturally hates him.

Seeing An Qisheng stepping in, he was shocked at first, and then overjoyed.

Even if An Qisheng is not the footsteps of the Dafeng court, he does not believe that such a barrier can stop his footsteps.

When he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a loud shout from the Hanshan Pass.

"The imperial court has banned anyone from passing through the pass!"

Jian Xinghan shouted, and the sound shook the wind and snow for miles:

"Stop!"

As the commander stationed at this pass, he had to speak.

As he roared, the sound of bows and crossbows on the city wall was loud, and the murderous atmosphere overwhelmed the wind and snow.

"Be quiet!"

A light sigh echoed in the sky.

This sound was not so loud, but it suppressed the whistling sound of the wind and snow, and echoed in everyone's ears very clearly.

What followed was an even more severe chill.

In an instant, everyone felt their bodies were cold, and their blood, limbs, and even organs were frozen, out of their control.

Surprisingly, they really couldn't make a sound, and even couldn't move!

As if the words were followed by the law, with a light sigh, more than a thousand soldiers on the huge city gate fell into a dead silence.

Even the wind and snow between heaven and earth stopped at this moment.

"This, this"

Fan Zimin was horrified.

He could feel his body trembling, and the hairs on his body stood up as if they really felt the biting cold.

But this is impossible.

Ever since his energy meridians were fully developed, even if he stood naked in the ice and snow, he would not feel the cold, let alone be so unbearable.

But under this sound, he felt a bone-chilling coldness, almost freezing himself to death.

Of course he knew that this was not the real cold, but an illusion created in his mind by the spread of someone's divine will.

However, even though he knew it was false, his mind, every organ of his body, and every inch of skin thought it was real!

Even if your mind and body think that you are freezing to death, you will really freeze to death!

What a powerful 'god' this is, and what a weird martial art it is?

He watched helplessly as the wind and snow, the city gates, and the Taoist priests holding guns seemed to form a quiet picture, strange and terrifying.

Also feeling the same as him was Jian Xinghan who was stationed at the city gate.

In the bone-chilling chill, he roared in his heart:

"Move! Move! Move for me!"

But no matter how energetic he was, no matter how furiously he roared, even if he tried his best to suck milk, his body seemed to be completely frozen and he couldn't move at all.

It's as if he was originally a statue.

An Qisheng walked forward, seemingly unhurriedly, but he had already passed several miles in a blink of an eye.

As his understanding of "God" becomes deeper and deeper, the use of "God" is no longer limited to fists and feet.

Every move, every word, every word is filled with powerful divine will.

This is similar to hypnosis, but it is not just hypnosis, but the use of God that he summed up by combining hypnosis, White Lotus Heart Sutra, War Demon Heart Sutra, Soul Seizing Technique, Ferris Wheel Technique and other spiritual martial arts.

Along the way, anyone whose spiritual cultivation is far inferior to him is often completely hypnotized by him the moment they see him.

Many soldiers in this city gate are highly nervous, and all their attention is on him. Is there any reason not to be hypnotized by him?

Swish, swish, swish~

In the slight sound of footsteps.

An Qisheng's steps were gentle and slow, and the wind and snow disappeared wherever he passed.

Wait until you are ten feet in front of the wall door.

That tall and heavy door, which even if you use a siege hammer to hit it for half a day, may not be able to be opened, was actually opened silently.

Just as he was calm when he arrived, he was also understated when he left.

Let the majestic pass stand, the crossbows gather, and the thousands of soldiers are at war, it will be of no use.

It took a long, long time before anyone came back to their senses from the frozen state.

call!

Fan Zimin took a long breath of cold air, exhaled it again, and then suppressed his violently beating heart:

"Is this the strength of the Grand Master of Weaponry?"

Even though he already knew that this barrier could not stop him, he was still shocked beyond words to cross the barrier that had blocked him for several days just like an outing.

The awe of him suddenly climbed to the top.

"ah!!!"

It was only at this moment, above the city gate, that roar that Jian Xinghan had suppressed for a long time soared into the sky.

His face was red, he was sweating profusely, and his clothes were wet, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

"What kind of martial arts is this? What kind of martial arts is this?"

Jian Xinghan looked at the white sky and the earth, and a statue-like soldier beside him.

First, I felt a chill in my heart, and then I felt a lucky break.

At the same time, he yelled at the gentlemen above the court.

Should we stop such a terrifying existence and block it with our heads?

Amidst the howling wind and snow, An Qisheng walked through numerous mountains and checkpoints.

Wherever he passed, such as entering uninhabited land, high mountains, dangerous places, and majestic passes, nothing could stop him, even for a moment.

From the moment he decided to go to Fengdu, his mind and spirit began to undergo a strange change.

To use the terminology of the War Demon Heart Sutra, it means that the general trend is coming.

For him, it means walking on foot in a dangerous situation surrounded by enemies, sorting out what he has learned, and practicing his own way of integrating knowledge and action.

To achieve a high degree of harmony between mind and spirit, and to sublimate yourself.

This journey lasted seven days.

In the past seven days, as An Qisheng went deep into Zhongzhou, his affairs with the Dafeng court finally spread and became known to the world.

Some admired, some ridiculed, some watched with cold eyes, and some were murderous.

But An Qisheng seemed unaware.

After seven days of hiking, we have crossed Liangzhou and arrived on the vast plains of Zhongzhou.

On top of the thick snow, An Qisheng's steps were still slow.

"If you never forget it, there will be repercussions."

While muttering slightly to himself, An Qisheng finally stopped.

Looking as far as the eye could see, a black line stretching for miles from east to west slowly emerged in the depths of the snowfield.

Then, there was a roaring mountain and a tsunami, pouring in like an endless sea of ​​thunder.

The sound of thousands of horses galloping!