Great Dao Ji

Farm.

This is the foundation that An Qisheng opened for the path of royal power.

When the new rice spreads and becomes the mainstream of the world, and masters the royal power of the new seeds, it will naturally have the right to speak.

It took him three years to become the best in the world, but it took five years for the new corn seeds to take shape. Naturally, its utility is not only for martial arts practitioners, but also for ordinary people.

The yield of new corn is greater than that of the original corn, because it consumes less soil and requires the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Moreover, new corn is more filling.

But it is not that easy to promote it, and it is destined to be an extremely long process.

In the early stage, it was natural to need the efforts of many large sects and the imperial court.

Knowing the potential of the new seeds, the next thing became much easier. At a relatively low price, he sold this batch of seeds to Liu Yanchang, Yan Kuangtu, Wang Jianglong and others.

Several people were quite concerned about this kind of seed, and after getting it, they had no intention of staying any longer, so they left one by one.

The people in Wuling City, who thought An Qisheng would have something to say to them, were a little stunned, but they were also happy to be like this, so naturally they would not miss him at all.

Compared to the martial arts masters in the world who may be eyeing them, An Qisheng is ten times a hundred times more of a threat to them.

Even though his attitude was gentle, there was no malice at all.

But its strength is too high and tyrannical, which still makes them feel uncomfortable.

"Grandpa Taoist Master."

Sun En bowed slightly and said goodbye: "Disciple will go now."

"Be careful on the road."

An Qisheng didn't hold back, and looked at Sun En, who was already mature at only thirteen years old, and sighed slightly.

Above Xuanxing, a thirteen-year-old is still just a child, still enjoying the love of his parents.

"Disciple, I'll take my leave now."

When Sun En sighed, he felt a little sad.

But he still gritted his teeth, turned around, and wanted to leave.

"Wait a minute."

An Qisheng stopped Sun En, who was slightly startled, and then he slowly said: "The heavenly and divine weapons are indeed the greatest opportunity in the world, but they are also imprisoned. There may be some military leaders in the past who used this to open the gate of heaven, but There is no way to surpass the predecessors, and that’s why.”

Are the gods and weapons a matter of chance?

Indeed.

The Divine Weapons cover the inheritance and evolution of ancient and modern martial arts. Each level has been sorted out and perfected. As long as they follow the script and have the same compatibility, they can advance to the divine veins.

From ancient times to the present, there has never been another opportunity to compare with him.

However, precisely because of this, the military masters of the past generations were unable to surpass their predecessors, and not even one became a true heavenly being.

"I"

Sun En was slightly startled. Until now, he had no ambition to transcend his predecessors.

He understood the meaning of An Qisheng's words, but he couldn't empathize with it.

"We have a close fate. No matter what the future holds, at least you will be a filial child at this time."

An Qisheng raised his hand casually, and a square piece of paper fell into his hand:

"This is the advice grandpa gave you"

Sun En took the paper, looked down, and couldn't help but murmured:

"Get the sword but forget the sword"

There are only five words on the paper, but these five words contain extremely strong divine meaning.

Sun En was momentarily distracted.

When he raised his head again, An Qisheng was no longer there.

He put away the piece of paper with great care, bowed several times, and then went down the mountain with complicated emotions.

"King Quan Taoist"

Looking at the faintly visible mountains a hundred miles away, Wulingcheng's expression fluctuated, and his heart was hard to calm down.

What he saw and heard on King Quan Mountain had a huge impact on him.

Mu Qingfeng's battle with Taoist Wang Quan even wiped out his pride as a military leader.

Mu Qingfeng's last sword was beyond his imagination, and such a powerful sword did not hurt the old man at all. With such strength, even the previous military masters could only do this.

In other words, Taoist Wang Quan at this time already has the strength to open the Tianmen!

He was not the only one who had trouble calming down. Yuan Xingyi, Cang Liu and others were also in mood swings.

Looking at Wangquan Mountain in the distance, I was silent for a long time.

"What a great person who is number one in the world, what a royal Taoist!"

After a long time, Cang Liu let out a long sigh.

Although he sighed, the expression on his face became more and more passionate: "Why should you be discouraged, fellow Taoists? It is our great fortune to have such a person in the world! If we can defeat such a person in our lifetime, it will be a life worth living!"

"What Brother Cang said is true. Such a person is rare in history. We are very lucky to meet him."

Shaohua's green skirt floated up, and in the palm of his hand, the short blade turned:

"But now, we are in trouble."

Several people looked indifferently and saw faint qi machines rising around them. In the distance, there were already flashing figures, many of them with powerful auras and strong skills.

"How dare you, a little kid, have an idea against me?"

Yuan Xingyi let out a cold snort, turned over and jumped onto the white horse, swept away the red tassel gun, and left:

"This is my farewell fellow Taoists! I hope to see you next time. We have the strength to challenge the Taoist king!"

"Goodbye everyone!"

"See you later!"

The other people also bowed their heads, found a random direction, and walked away.

Soon after, shouts of killing rang out on the vast plain, accompanied by bursts of bloody smell.

The breeze blew his white robe, and An Qisheng stood on the top of King Quan Mountain, looking into the distance, as if he saw something.

Yun Dongliu sat cross-legged on a big rock and said:

"Master, I thought you would leave them behind."

A few years later, Yun Dongliu's martial arts progressed rapidly. Under An Qisheng's guidance, he had already condensed the Qi channel Great Zhoutian.

But he was unwilling to return to the Xiayi Sect, and no longer traveled around the world. He wandered in the mountains all day, with birds and beasts, and did not see anyone.

"The divine weapons of heaven and man are indeed precious, but they are useless to me."

An Qisheng's eyes were dim.

As he cultivated the Five Qis and achieved the unity of spirit and flesh, his physique and divine will rose again, and he had completely suppressed the divine will of the successive generations of weapon masters in the Dragon King Armor.

For him, the divine weapons of heaven and man had lost their sharpening effect.

He threw the Dragon King Armor to Li Ling casually. Other divine weapons of heaven and man would not be better than the Dragon King Armor, so they were naturally useless to him.

As for the Celestial Dao, along with Wulingcheng and Mu Qingliu and the others going up the mountain, they have been reflected in his vision one by one. Except for the Great Dragon Flag of the Vast Sea, the rest of the Celestial inheritance has been obtained by him.

It is meaningless for him to keep Wulingcheng and the others.

"Useless?"

Yun Dongliu could not help but straighten his body, looking at the increasingly unfathomable An Qisheng, his face moved: "Master, are you going to become a Celestial? Or can you sense the Qi of the Heavenly Gate?"

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

At this time, he could feel the Qi of the Heavenly Gate at any time when he looked from afar. As long as he wanted, it seemed that he could open the Heavenly Gate at any time.

However, Celestials and Heavenly Gate cannot be confused.

Celestials can open the Heavenly Gate, but those who can open the Heavenly Gate are not necessarily Celestials.

His path has deviated from the martial arts of Jiufujie, and the Celestial Dao in the Celestial Divine Weapons can only be used as a reference for him, and cannot give him inspiration.

Pang Wanyang has reached the limit of his divine veins, and now he is much stronger than Pang Wanyang before.

Mu Qingfeng's sword is already an imperfect sword of heaven, but it can't hurt him.

The divine will of the heaven in the Dragon King Armor can't overwhelm him.

Logically, he is already a heaven.

However, he didn't feel the threshold of heaven.

But he didn't care, because he was different from any warrior in the Jiufu world.

What he wanted was not the gate of heaven, nor the heaven.

"The Taoist priest is really a god"

Yun Dongliu sighed sincerely:

"You have reached the end of the way of this world"

He didn't know what the realm of the heavens of the past generations was like, but at this time, An Qisheng, in his eyes, was already a heaven.

"Whether it's a god or a celestial being, it's still a human being. Being a human being is enough, why add heaven or god?"

An Qisheng took two steps forward, sat cross-legged on the cold iron platform, and watched the rolling sea of ​​clouds quietly:

"Human beings are no different from dust between heaven and earth. Even if they are celestial beings, they are just a larger dust compared to heaven and earth. Where is the end?"

The five qi converge to the origin, the soul and the flesh are united, and his physique and divine will have reached the peak of this world.

However, the peak does not mean the end.

With the birth of the Lord of Arms, the world is turbulent.

Human greed is endless. Even after An Qisheng got the Dragon King Armor, there were still people who were interested in him, let alone the Lord of Arms who had not yet grown up?

Therefore, the several major Lords of Arms were all hunted down in the most terrifying way.

Accompanied by the bloody storm, several Lords of Arms grew up, until one day, when the Five Spirits City was forged into a divine vein, all the hunts against the Lords of Arms came to an end.

What replaced it was the bloody cleansing of the former pursuers by several major military leaders!

During this process, the military leaders were no longer as weak as before. They either dominated the states, dominated the world, or rebuilt the mountain gates. They gradually replaced the old masters and became the most popular figures!

The grudges in the martial arts world are the martial arts world. It is normal to be killed by others when chasing others. An Qisheng did not care about these fights, and did not pay any attention to the martial artists who came to him for these things.

Compared with this, he was more concerned about the new type of millet named "Spiritual Rice" spreading around the world.

Under the operation of several major forces and the court, the scale of "Spiritual Rice" became larger and larger. From the beginning, only a few forces could get it, and later, it was gradually pursued by people all over the world.

Wangquan Dao became the largest "grain merchant" and grabbed a huge amount of wealth.

And as the "Spiritual Rice" spread, the scope of preaching of batches of Wangquan Dao disciples expanded.

From Fengzhou, it spread to Qingliang and Zhongzhou, Youzhou, and other large states.

The changes that Wangquan Dao brought to the world became more and more obvious. Naturally, it also encountered countless people's resistance. They may not dare to confront the court and Wangquan Dao head-on, but the small actions in secret are increasing.

Until a Wangquan Dao disciple was assassinated, Wangquan Dao finally stopped being tepid before and stretched out its fangs to the world.

Many Wangquan Dao disciples went down the mountain and launched revenge, killing, cleansing, and trial against the forces that dared to make a move.

Once, only the name of Wangquan Dao was known to the world, and the reputation of many Wangquan Dao disciples finally spread.

With the confrontations and the spread of many deeds, Jiang Tingting, Zhang Haohao, Yan Kaiyu, Liuming, Tieshan, Yun Dongliu, Fan Zimin, and Bai Xianer were also known as the Eight Sons of Wangquan.

Became the backbone of Wangquan Dao.

Became a new generation of masters whose reputations were second only to the eight great military masters in the world.

And on this day, An Qisheng, who had been the number one in the world for nearly sixty years and had been sitting on the top of the mountain for fifty years, slowly opened his eyes.

The second chapter is here, and I will continue to write the third chapter.