The surging true energy slowly spreads in the five internal organs.
Wherever he passed, countless dense Qi veins and meridians emerged that almost covered the internal organs. Their complexity far exceeded that of the Great and Small Zhoutian.
The prerequisite for the endless generation of zhenqi is circulation. Whether it is the Great Zhoutian or the small Zhoutian, only by repeated cycles can it be endlessly generated and produce a defense similar to horizontal training.
Therefore, throughout the ages, there are often people in the martial arts who cannot bear the monotony and hard work of condensing Qi meridians, and choose to condense Xiao Zhou Tian.
In their opinion, even if it is a small Zhoutian condensed, the power of the Qi pulse is not comparable to that of the True Qi realm.
As for Xiao Zhoutian, there is almost no possibility of being promoted to Divine Vein.
Only one person in a hundred who has condensed the Great Zhoutian can advance to the Divine Veins!
"Qi Pulse..."
A bright mirror hung high in An Qisheng's mind, and an extremely complicated meridian map was reflected in his mind.
This is the method that he collected many Qi meridians to condense, compared with the meridian maps of previous lives, and constructed it after countless experiments in dreams. It is the most complete meridian map that is most consistent with the human body.
He dare not say that this meridian map surpasses all the warriors in Jiufu Realm, but it must be the most suitable for his body.
Buzz~
The five internal organs are hot and the blood is boiling.
Under the control of An Qisheng's inhumanly powerful mind, the true energy spread out in all directions, extending simultaneously from the ends of many energy veins.
If any master who has condensed his energy veins sees this scene, he will definitely not believe it.
Any warrior who condenses Qi and meridians must be careful and find the perfect one. He must always compare the meridian diagrams and figure out the thoughts of his predecessors.
How could there be An Qisheng with thousands of fine Qi veins moving forward at the same time!
How terrifying will the mental effort and spirit required for this be?
As the true energy flowed, An Qisheng felt that his internal organs were indescribably relaxed and lively.
Everywhere covered by the Qi network, every detail, and even every cell is becoming active, as if it is sending out a silent cry.
An Qisheng has extremely strong control over his body, and he can faintly feel his body slowly strengthening. It is subtle, but it is real.
call!
suck!
An Qisheng's breathing was calm. As he began to transfer the condensed energy, the whole room suddenly became darker, and he couldn't see his fingers.
Time passes gradually.
The night gradually faded, and the stars gradually disappeared into the blue sky.
"call!"
The boat boss wiped the sweat from his face, looked back and wanted to call the boatman to come and replace him.
But he couldn't help being stunned.
At this moment, the sky is getting brighter and the night will remain dark, but the visibility is already extremely high.
But when he looked at it, he saw nothing but darkness, and he was immediately startled.
"What's wrong?"
The other boatman couldn't help but look back when he heard the shout.
He was so startled at this sight that he almost fell to the ground.
"How is it possible, how is it possible..."
The boat boss looked dull, sometimes looking at the sky, sometimes at the river, sometimes looking around.
Everything in the world was as usual, except for their ship, which seemed to be swallowed by the abyss, pitch black without a trace of light!
boom!
At this moment, he felt the ship beneath his feet shake.
A stream of air pierced the cabin wall, roaring through the darkness. Like an air sword, it stretched several feet across the deck before slowly dissipating in front of him.
"ah!"
He stumbled and almost fell off the boat. Fortunately, he also had martial arts skills and managed to stand still after staggering.
Looking up again, he saw the old Taoist priest in white robes walking slowly out of the cabin.
He still had white hair, a crane face, and a thin figure, but now he was walking around, seeming to be glowing, occupying all his sight.
It was as if he was the only one in the world, the center of the world.
This strange thought flashed through his mind, and he woke up. The darkness in his vision had completely dissipated, and everything returned to normal.
The deck, red horse, companions, and cabin came into view again.
"I accidentally destroyed a cabin. This bank note will be counted as the ship's fare. Please apologize."
With a smile on his face, An Qisheng flicked his hand, and a bank note fluttered towards the boss of the ship.
At the same time, as he thought, the ship had already docked towards the shore.
"this........"
The boss of the ship stretched out his hand to take the banknote. When he saw the denomination, his eyes widened: "One, one thousand taels?!!!"
What is the concept of ten thousand taels?
An ordinary family of three, not counting frugality, would not spend more than five taels of silver a year.
This ten thousand taels of silver is enough to cover the expenses of two hundred families of three for a year!
Even if he bought the whole boat, it would only cost three to four hundred taels of silver!
This one banknote is enough to buy two or three boats like his!
"Tao, Tao Master, this, this is too much!"
The captain's mouth was dry, but his heart felt weak. The money of these martial arts people was very hot to hold.
"Here you go, take it."
While they were talking, the boat had docked, and An Qisheng led the red horse and stepped ashore.
"Master Tao!"
What else does the ship boss want to say?
An Qisheng had already turned over. Before leaving, he looked back at the boss of the ship:
"Don't look back. Go down the river. Don't look back until you reach the end of the mountain. Otherwise, you will be killed!"
The boss of the ship was startled when he saw the red horse neighing and running away. A few flashes of light disappeared from his sight.
"this......."
The boss of the ship hesitated while holding the banknote. Finally, he gritted his teeth and decided to believe it.
Not to mention the miraculous thing about this old Taoist priest, even if he wanders for three to five years, this bank note will be worth thousands of dollars!
After making up his mind, the captain of the ship shouted:
"Brothers, the ship is sailing!"
An hour later, five large ships came through the waves.
Huhu~~~
The moist morning wind rose and blew the body of the little eunuch who was beaten to death high on the mast.
"stop!"
On the deck, Fang Yuhong suddenly made a sound, and the sound spread to the five buildings.
Phew~
The five building ships stopped almost at the same time.
"His breath suddenly changed here!"
Fang Yuhong's robe hunted, his face became colder and colder:
"Although I don't know what tricks he is playing, his breath is unmistakable!"
"Ashore!"
Yang Ling walked out of the cabin, the long knife on his back clanking:
"It's been a lot of delay, it's time to solve it!"
Zhao Changying, with red eyes, walked out of the cabin, his tall chest rising and falling, and his anger remained:
"Chase! We must catch up with him!"
.........
On the sixth day of July, the sun was high in the sky and it was sunny.
Backed by mountains, the Xiayi Gate covers an area of more than ten miles and is decorated with lights and colorful decorations. There is a lot of traffic in front of the open door.
Many disciples of the Chivalry Sect lined up on both sides, stretching ten feet apart, to welcome the guests.
More than a month has passed since Yun Haitian issued the call. Since this month, the number of guests coming and going from the Xiayi Sect has made many Xiayi Sect disciples secretly complain.
Although Yun Haitian summoned masters who were on the top of the weapons charts, his reputation was so great that the matter spread widely.
Who among the martial arts people who heard about it wouldn’t want to join in the fun?
Especially those who had received favors from the Chivalry Sect, when they heard about this incident, they came even more clamoring, saying that they wanted to build up the reputation of the Chivalry Sect.
Therefore, the Xiayi Sect, which occupies a large area, is actually somewhat overcrowded. The food, fruits, vegetables, and chickens, ducks, and livestock that have been accumulated for many days have been almost eaten up.
This made the already poor Chiayi Sect even more stretched.
This is still the case when many people know that the Xiayi Sect is poor and bring their own dry food. Otherwise, the Xiayi Sect will lose a lot of face.
"Head of Songhe Sect, Master Songmu..."
"Elder of Canfeng Temple, Master Zhichang..."
"Walking alone thousands of miles, Master Zhou..."
"The master of Qingtao Valley, Mr. Feng Buliu..."
.......
Yundongliu stood in the team and saw people coming and going. Several senior brothers were smiling and chatting with others, but he felt extremely bored in his heart.
These people in the martial arts world really dare to join in any excitement, but with Yun Haitian's personality, there is no reason to turn away people from the martial arts world who have no evil deeds and have been found out.
But is the excitement easy to join in?
A bad one can kill someone!
"The fist shakes three mountains, the hero of Hanfeng!"
Suddenly, the noisy crowd fell into a brief calm.
Yun Dongliu looked up and saw a convoy stopping not far away, and a tall man who looked like a lion stepped over.
Wherever he passed, a group of martial arts people retreated, not daring to block his way forward.
"This old man seems to have never heard of it."
There are juniors who are just starting out and curiously asking their elders.
Then he was scolded: "This old man has been famous for more than 20 years. He is also famous on the local rankings. His iron fists are powerful in Hanzhou. Although he has not established a sect, he is still a great person."
"Where is Brother Yun?"
Hanfeng stepped forward, and before anyone arrived, the sound came first, like a lion, with a loud voice.
"My master is in the hall at the moment. Senior, come with me."
Disciples from the Chivalry Sect came forward to greet him and led him in.
"Think about it, there are quite a few masters on the earth rankings..."
A heavy feeling flashed in Yun Dongliu's heart:
"That Feng Qingxuan has been silent for a month, but he doesn't know what he wants to do..."
For more than a month, the Xiayi Sect has been extremely lively, with people coming and going, but Yun Dongliu felt extremely uneasy.
Feng Qingxuan was nowhere to be seen. Some people said he was afraid of the gathering of many masters from the Chivalry Sect.
But he didn't believe that the disciple of the Six Hell Demon Lord, who had been the No. 1 in the world for many years, could be frightened so easily.
He was worried, but there was nothing he could do.
"I can only hope that the heroes can kill that devil kid..."
After changing his thoughts in his mind, Yun Dongliu felt that the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and then he realized that the senior brothers in front of him had already led people in.
He shook his head and went forward.
When he raised his head slightly, Yun Dongliu was startled. The people who came to him were actually two women.
Of these two women, one is wearing white and the other is wearing red. Although they are veiled, their graceful figures and bright eyes can be seen.
Without looking at their faces, just looking at their temperaments, one can tell that they are stunning beauties.
Especially the woman in red, her eyes were even more distinct in black and white, as if there were autumn water and stars in them, and his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up as they circulated.
"May I ask who the two heroines are?"
Only then did Yun Dongliu realize why the surroundings were quiet.
Out of the corner of his eye.
The martial arts people around were also stunned by the two of them. At this moment, all their eyes were focused on the two women, and there were even many indecent sounds of swallowing.
"I am Liu Xian'er. This is my junior sister, Li Lian'er. The two of us study under Master Jingyue. This is our first time traveling down the mountain. We heard about the excitement in Zhongzhou, so we came to take a look."
The woman in white responded softly.
The tone was soft and gentle, and the martial arts people around him felt as if their hearts were being brushed back and forth with a small brush, making them itchy.
"Master Jingyue..."
Yun Dongliu thought for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "I am a guest. The two fairies are coming with me."
"Thank you, Hero Lao Yun."
The woman in white responded, pulling her junior sister behind her.
The woman in red's eyes flickered, scanning the martial arts people around her one by one. There was a hint of deep indifference in the depths of her autumn-like eyes.
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