In front of Hanshan Pass, the cold wind is blowing and snowflakes are falling.
An Qisheng was pacing in the wind and snow, the spear he was holding on to his back making a buzzing sound, like an evil dragon rising at any time.
This is the process of transforming weapons into gods and integrating them into the body.
This is a process that any master of the divine veins must go through. Once the weapons are integrated into the body, they can reach the state where the human and soldiers become one, and the control of the divine weapons reaches its peak.
It is a method of cultivation and a method of avoiding disaster.
An Qisheng came here in no hurry. In addition to accumulating his own momentum, he was also familiar with this big gun and deified it.
At the same time, he was also thinking and trying to figure out the path to the divine vein.
He has already thoroughly mastered the methods of dreaming with one's body, such as Feng Qingxuan's Heart Sutra of Fighting Demons, Peerless White Lotus Heart Sutra, Ferris wheel method, soul-stealing method and other spiritual martial arts.
Although they themselves have not completely mastered it, what he has obtained is only fragments.
But it was enough for him to get a glimpse of the mystery of the divine veins.
Swish, swish, swish~
As he walked, the sound of slight and detailed footsteps seemed to ring in everyone's hearts.
In an instant, it attracted everyone's attention.
Even the pedestrians and merchants who were in the tents also walked out of the tents and looked at them from a distance.
"Someone comes to break through again..."
Above Hanshan Pass, some soldiers were also alert and shouted loudly.
A group of figures suddenly appeared on the city wall, with crossbows and bed crossbows ready to go.
The martial arts people are afraid of the soldiers guarding the gate, and the soldiers guarding the gate are also afraid of these martial arts people who come and go. Those who dare to come even though they know that they are in seclusion are naturally not ordinary people.
They couldn't help but feel nervous.
"These martial arts people are so bold and have no regard for the laws of the imperial court!"
A young general wearing armor and holding a knife came to the city wall in anger and looked away.
At this sight, his body trembled and his voice trembled:
"General, General Jane, he, he is coming, he is coming!"
"What's the fuss about?"
A loud shout rang out from inside the pass, and a tall and powerful man jumped onto the city wall and stepped forward.
He was a big man eight feet tall, with a curly beard, and a cold luster on his blue-black armor. He walked with the strides of a dragon and a tiger, and was unusually heroic.
"General, look, that person, that person..."
The young general's face turned pale and his teeth gritted loudly.
Along with the imperial ban, there was naturally a portrait of An Qisheng. Isn't the person walking in the wind and snow the blood demon?
Over the past year, An Qisheng has become famous all over the world, and few people know about it.
How could they not know that this was an unparalleled demon that had defeated the divine veins?
"Huh?"
The big man with the beard trembled when he saw it, and he lost his voice:
"This devil, this devil is really here!"
His name is Jian Xinghan, and he has been in the army for thirty years. Because he does not know how to cater to the superior officials, even though he has made many achievements in the Nantian Mountain Huihui, he can only barely become a guard general.
But he has already condensed his true energy and knows a lot about martial arts.
Of course, more than these soldiers know how terrifying it is to kill the divine vein.
"That person, that person..."
Not far away, Fan Zimin looked at the Taoist coming in the snow, and his heart skipped a beat: "Could it be that the rumors are true?"
With many gatekeepers and generals knowing about An Qisheng's provocation to the Dafeng court, it was naturally impossible not to spread the word.
However, not many people in the martial arts world knew about this news, and most of them only thought it was a rumor.
How powerful is Dafeng’s national power today?
There are also many great masters of divine veins guarding the area, and even Pang Wanyang, who is number one in the world, does not dare to easily provoke the Dafeng Dynasty.
Although An Qisheng rose rapidly, he only became famous in just one year.
Where can we challenge the world's largest power?
But at this moment, it seems that it is true?
"If it's really this person, then Jian Xinghan is dead!"
Fan Zimin sneered in his heart.
That Jian Xinghan didn't even have his Qi veins condensed, and his martial arts skills were far inferior to him, but he relied on many Qi-breaking crossbows to block him from moving forward. Naturally, he felt hatred in his heart.
When he saw An Qisheng coming, he was shocked at first, and then overjoyed.
Even if An Qisheng is not a follower of the Dafeng court, he does not believe that such a hurdle can stop him.
As his thoughts were turning in his mind, he suddenly heard a loud shout coming from Hanshan Pass.
“No one can pass the imperial ban!!”
Jian Xinghan let out a loud shout that shook the wind and snow for miles:
"Stop anyone who comes!!"
As the chief general stationed at this level, he had to speak out.
And as he roared, the sound of bows and crossbows being cocked was loud on the city wall, and the chilling aura overwhelmed the wind and snow in the sky.
"Be quiet..."
A soft sigh echoed in the sky.
This sound was not very loud, but it suppressed the roaring sound of the wind and snow in the sky, and it echoed in everyone's ears very clearly.
What followed was an even more intense chill.
In an instant, everyone felt that their bodies were cold, and their blood, limbs, and even organs were frozen, out of their control.
Unexpectedly, he really couldn't make a sound or even move!
As if his words followed his words, with a soft sigh, the more than a thousand soldiers on the huge city gate suddenly fell into a deathly 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 all over his body stood up as if he felt the biting chill.
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 though he exerted all his strength 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 paced forward, seemingly unhurriedly, but several miles had passed 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 summarized 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 soaked, 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 there was a bone-chilling chill in my heart, and then there was the chance of surviving.
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.
"Always remember, there will be reverberations......."
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!
