Great Dao Ji

The Wanyang Realm is the world behind the Tianmen in the legend of the Jiufu Realm.

An Qisheng already knew this.

However, it is extremely difficult to open the Heavenly Gate from bottom to top, and it is even more confusing to open it from top to bottom.

The world of Wanyang Realm is vast and full of spiritual energy. Even with An Qisheng's cultivation at this time, he cannot capture the Tianmen Qi that he once sensed in Jiufu Realm.

No matter how close the two worlds are, it is still an unimaginably long distance for an individual.

Without the Heavenly Gate, it would be difficult to cross it even if it takes thousands of years.

However, the Tianmen is nowhere to be found. It can be reached through the Tianmen. There have been many ‘Suhui’s in Wanyang Realm in ancient and modern times.

The person is not traceable.

During thirty years of meditation, he gradually grasped something.

"You, you, who are you looking for?" An Qisheng stopped for only a moment, and several servants in front of the Sun Mansion already spoke tremblingly.

Zhu Dahai is over three feet tall and as burly as a giant. His visual impact on ordinary people is quite impressive.

In such a small town, although they have seen monks, where have they seen a giant of this size?

"Your master is informed that a visitor is coming."

An Qisheng said slowly to relieve the tension in their hearts.

The few servants did not dare to neglect, and hurriedly sent one of them to report. The remaining few stood blankly in front of the door, neither entering nor retreating.

An Qisheng had no intention of embarrassing them. He stood far away and did not get close, just looking at the sky above Sun Mansion.

The theory of luck is mysterious and elusive, but there is something real and elusive.

A house that has accumulated good deeds will always be blessed, and a house that has accumulated bad deeds will have lasting disasters. The Sun family has a good reputation in this city. The family did not start out as a businessman, nor is it an official family.

The wealth earned through the skills of craftsmen has been doing a lot of good deeds for hundreds of years. It is well-known in the city, and it naturally brings good luck.

However, this luck had a touch of blue and black before, and it was obviously vicious at one time. Therefore, there were still twists and turns before the great luck flourished.

In ancient and modern legends, there are many examples of how after a family is destroyed, only one son rises up to make a comeback and kill everyone, but there is a reason for it.

The cruelty of heaven and earth is reflected in all aspects. Destiny converging on thousands of people and converging on one person are two completely different concepts.

Soon, the main door of Sun Mansion opened wide, and a group of people filed out. The old man walking at the front bowed his hands from a distance, with an extremely respectful expression:

"Old man Sun Zhengyi, I didn't know that when I came here, I failed to welcome you from afar. It is really a sin, a sin."

The old man was still calm, but many people behind him looked frightened. Their hands and feet were trembling when they looked at Zhu Dahai's majestic body.

They do have some cultivation, but because of this, their perception is much deeper than those of the servants.

"It's a poor Taoist who has taken the liberty to come here. Master Sun, please don't take it personally."

An Qisheng smiled with a peaceful expression.

The old man didn't even dare to say anything, but warmly greeted An Qisheng into the house for a chat.

Walking into the Sun Mansion surrounded by people.

This city is not big, and the wealthy families in the city are naturally not too extravagant. The Sun Mansion does not occupy a large area, but although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs, including water pavilions and rockeries.

A group of people from the Sun Mansion were anxious and hopeful. They introduced An Qisheng into the main hall and asked the servants to prepare food and drinks.

"I wonder where Chang comes from? Do you have any needs when you come to my Sun Mansion this time?"

After waving his hand for others to go down, Sun Zhengyi began to make insinuations and test An Qisheng's intentions:

"If there is anything that needs me to do, I will do my best to satisfy it."

"The head of the family doesn't have to be like this."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

Sun Zhengyi's caution also represents the attitude of ordinary people in this world towards monks, which is fear, anxiety, caution, and a hint of yearning and awe.

Any monk, in any secular dynasty or ordinary family, can get almost everything he wants.

"It should, it should"

Sun Zhengyi smiled, how could he dare to be careless?

He also has some cultivation skills and has condensed his true form. Although he has not had much dealings with the cultivation world, he has met many monks.

But he has never seen such an unfathomable monk as the white-haired Taoist in front of him.

Not to mention the white-haired Taoist, the burly man squatting at the door had a terrifying aura that he had never seen before in his life.

The gap is as big as a mountain or an ocean, how could he dare to be careless?

"My name is Yuanyang. This time I was very quiet and thought about it, but I figured out that one of the family master's descendants has some affinity with me."

An Qisheng got straight to the point and stated his purpose directly.

After thirty years of meditation, although he failed to find the Tianmen of Jiufu Realm, he also captured traces of other ascended people.

Of course, this is not just due to cultivation.

He was the first to know who the Ascended One was, and he had a spiritual imprint that allowed him to track him down. But even so, it took him thirty years to find traces of Sun En!

"Does the Taoist want to accept a disciple?"

Sun Zhengyi was surprised at first, and then overjoyed.

Monks do not associate with mortals, just as dragons do not associate with snakes. When ordinary people see a monk, they either have enmity or kindness, or they have a master-disciple relationship.

Hearing that An Qisheng was here to recruit a disciple, his heart suddenly dropped.

"So be it."

An Qisheng nodded, with a trace of nostalgia deep in his eyes.

In a daze, he remembered the child who was trying to survive on the cliff after his sect was destroyed.

Those were one of the few old friends he had.

"Thanks to the Taoist Priest's respect, my Sun family is flattered."

Sun Zhengyi geared up and called out quickly: "Third brother, bring out all the little ones at home, don't leave any behind!"

"Master, don't be anxious."

An Qisheng tapped the table, and the old man suddenly became quiet.

"Taoist Master, please tell me."

Sun Zhengyi looked respectful.

"Calculating the time, there should be an hour or two-quarters of an hour before your grandson is born."

An Qisheng's eyes were dim.

Faintly, he sensed changes in the surrounding celestial phenomena. These changes were so subtle that they could not be noticed without concentration.

"ah?"

Sun Zhengyi was stunned for a moment, and then his heart thumped, as if he remembered something, and his expression changed slightly.

Although he had many descendants, they were not so many that he could not remember them clearly.

He seems to have only one daughter-in-law who is about to give birth.

Can

The sun is high in the sky, shining on the heaven and earth, with brilliant and endless splendor.

The moon sets and the sun rises.

In the early morning, there should be some coolness, but in the extreme western desert, it is unbearably hot. If a person is in it, if he does not have advanced internal skills, he will sweat profusely.

rustle~

The wind blows the yellow sand fiercely, and a horse gallops forward. Behind it, a line of smoke spreads like a dragon for dozens or hundreds of feet.

It can be seen how fast the horse's footsteps are.

When the merchant in the desert sea saw this scene, he immediately exclaimed.

The horse's body was well-proportioned and slender, its hair was like fire, and it was extremely majestic. It walked on the sand much faster than ordinary masters using light kung fu.

"The Red Fire Wind Chasing Horse! That is the top horse trained by King Quan Dao. According to legend, a Red Fire Wind Chasing Horse is worth one hundred thousand gold!"

"One hundred thousand gold? You are overthinking, this is priceless at all! This red fire chasing wind horse is said to be the descendant of King Quan Taoist's mount, and it is several times faster than a dragon horse!

It is said that this horse only eats spiritual rice and is so strong that it can run eleven thousand miles in a day and night without resting for several days. Who is coming? "

A traveling trader is naturally well-informed, so the horse came from far away from Juechen and was recognized by many people.

They were all a little shocked.

Today there are three recognized treasures in the world: the Royal Sword, the Red Fire Horse Chasing the Wind, and the Spirit-Yang Rice.

Any one of them is enough to arouse the pursuit of countless people, but only a few can actually be obtained. The Royal Sword has spirituality, and the owner can be chosen after a hundred years.

It cannot be obtained by those who are not extremely talented and talented. The latter two are relatively good, but they are only compared to the King Quan Sword.

Most people will never see them in their lifetime.

Without him, I cherish it too much.

For example, this red fire chasing wind horse is a pure-blood descendant of King Quan Taoist's mount. God knows how difficult it is to make that red horse give birth to a child.

Lingya rice also comes from Wang Quan Taoist, and the quantity is relatively large, but it is only relative.

Phew~

The wind and sand drifted, and the red light flew away. In just a moment, it disappeared from the sight of everyone in the caravan.

The speed was so fast that no one in the entire caravan of hundreds could see clearly who the man on the horse was. They could only see that he was wearing black clothes and his hair was slightly frosted.

"Ah! I remembered it!"

Suddenly, someone in the caravan shouted, attracting the attention of others.

"Do you still remember the appointment on February 2nd?!"

The man looked excited and his body was shaking a little.

"Haanhai Longsha February 2nd?!"

Everyone else was also shocked.

February 2 is not a special day, but in this vast sea, it is not.

In this vast sea, February 2 is an extremely special day.

Once upon a time, the supreme great master Wang Quan, Taoist Wang Quan, hunted all the heroes at the Hanlong Inn on February 2nd and invited the best in the world to fight.

In one fell swoop, he established his status as the supreme master.

This day has been remembered by the entire Hanhai, and even the entire world. Every year on February 2nd, many martial arts people come here to see it.

Drinking wine in the place where the Taoist King Quan once entertained the demon lord, the killing arhat, the wheel-turning king and other unparalleled masters.

"Yes, three years ago, the hero Sun En once said that on February 2, three years later, he would host a banquet for the world's heroes at the Hanlong Inn!"

Now, everyone thought about it.

Could it be that the master riding the 'Red Fire Chasing Wind Horse' is the unparalleled master who is coming to attend the banquet hosted by the hero Sun En? !

Everyone was inexplicably excited.

A muffled thunder also sounded in the sky, and then there was the rhythm of a strong wind.

Click~

Electric snakes dance across the sky, and the sky changes strangely.

Outside Hanlong Inn, there was a huge crowd.

Countless martial arts practitioners, swords in hand and swords in hand, were waiting quietly everywhere in the yellow sand. Although there were hundreds or even thousands of people, not a single sound was made.

On the third floor of Hanlong Inn, Sun En sat by the window with a calm expression.

"Grandpa An"

He raised his glass to the wind, and under his long pale eyebrows, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and there seemed to be endless waves hidden in them:

"Two hundred years passed by, and I finally tasted your loneliness."

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