Even though An Qisheng did not make any high-profile publicity, on the day the Taoist temple was completed, there were still countless flying pigeons and eagles flying from Nanliang County, Ronghua Mansion, and even the entire Fengzhou, spreading throughout the Dafeng states.
King Quan Dao!
It seemed that overnight, this name resounded throughout the martial arts world and became known to everyone.
Kingship.
These two words are taboo in the world. They are the authority of the king.
The establishment of royal power made countless people stunned and couldn't help but admire him.
After all, this is a supreme master who truly faces the imperial court and tramples on the dignity of the imperial court under his feet!
The aftermath of the battle in front of Fengdu City has not yet dissipated. At this time, there was news that An Qisheng had founded a sect, and countless people in the world were suddenly moved.
Some people yearn for it and want to learn skills from their teachers, some people like to join in the fun, and some people simply want to inquire about news...
For a time, Wang Quan Dao had not yet officially established a sect.
But it has already attracted the attention of countless people.
An Qisheng may or may not know, but he doesn't care.
After the Taoist temple was completed, he drove down the mountain those martial arts people who were reluctant to leave and wanted to be his cattle and horses for the rest of their lives.
After that, he went into the Huayan Mountains and found a group of birds with extremely fast flying speed and excellent endurance to use them to deliver messages.
As his body becomes stronger and stronger, the Ferris wheel technique becomes even more refined, and it is easy to conquer birds.
Even, under his spiritual influence, these birds can deliver messages directly without training, of course, only to places where An Qisheng himself has been.
To establish a sect, one must naturally have some testimony.
Although An Qisheng didn't want to make a big fuss, he still wanted to invite some people, such as Huangjue Temple and Wang Jianglong.
Apart from this, he neither knew anyone nor had any intention of making friends, so naturally he didn't bother to pay attention.
........
The empty hall seemed to be filled with a cold current. An invisible pressure trembled, and the entire hall let out unbearable groans.
A tall man's figure was half kneeling on the ground, his body trembling slightly.
"The way of kingship, the way of kingship..."
Prince Feng stood in the shadows, his brows filled with seriousness:
"What a kingly authority!"
"King, Your Majesty! That An Qisheng calls himself King Quan Taoist. Although he has officially established a sect, it is true. Do you want to send people to encircle and suppress him?"
The tall figure spoke tentatively with a hoarse voice.
"Why the siege?"
Prince Feng waved his sleeves, and the serious look on his face disappeared instantly, turning into a sneer:
"If the old Taoist practitioner insists on escaping, how can the army stop him? Just for the two or three little kids under his sect?"
The tall figure trembled and did not dare to reply.
"This is a good thing."
Prince Feng lowered his eyes:
"A lone beast is the most feared, but with a drag, it becomes safer!"
Why was he afraid of this old Taoist priest instead of Yixiu from Huangjue Temple and Mu Qingfeng from Wanjian Villa?
Of course it was because the old Taoist priest was alone!
Whether it's a break or Mu Qingfeng, he has thousands of disciples and countless disciples and grandchildren. Even if he has the power to attack the royal city, he will never dare to move easily.
Even, I have to make friends with him.
Because they are not afraid of being surrounded and killed by the imperial court, but those disciples, disciples, disciples and grandsons have absolutely no such possibility!
Throughout the ages, there have been some unique Qi meridians, but there have been few great masters of the divine meridians.
Therefore, the imperial court and the martial arts world maintained a balance and feared each other.
Therefore, the appearance of An Qisheng really broke this balance.
Not only did this old Taoist priest become a Qi without any support from the sect, but he also used his Qi to possess powerful martial arts, defeating the imperial court's siege head-on.
But he dared to be so bold only because he was alone.
But if he has thousands of disciples and many disciples, it will be different.
"Your Majesty is wise."
The tall figure responded respectfully.
King Feng waved his hand:
"Take a golden-feathered eagle and present it to me!"
"yes!"
The tall figure bowed slightly and exited the hall.
Not long after, he walked into the hall holding a golden-feathered eagle.
"Go ahead."
King Feng repelled the man and waved slightly, and the golden-feathered eagle that was combing its feathers couldn't help but fall into his palm.
King Feng wrote a letter and stuffed it into the belly of the golden-feathered eagle.
Then with a shake of his hand, the golden-feathered eagle let out a long cry, piercing the sky like a bolt of lightning.
"The way of kingship, the way of kingship..."
King Feng chanted it again.
Instead it disappeared into the shadows.
Behind the main hall is a series of secret doors. Each secret door is guarded by masters in turn, and they never relax for a moment.
Even if he is King Feng, he has to match all the secret codes and even shed blood to verify his identity before he can enter.
There is no light in the dark tunnel.
"Taizu, Taizu..."
Prince Feng sighed.
This is the most secret place in Dafeng. Even he only learned about this place several years after he inherited the throne.
Normally, he would never want to come here.
King Feng walked forward, and after walking for an unknown number of miles, a ray of red-gold light appeared in front of the dark tunnel.
Faintly, it seemed that the dragon's roar could be heard vibrating.
At the end of the tunnel, there was a burly figure sitting cross-legged.
It was this man sitting cross-legged here, and the all-encompassing red-gold light behind him was blocked by him, with only the smallest traces coming out.
When he saw King Feng, the man did not open his eyes. Instead, King Feng bowed first:
"Grandma, how's the progress?"
Huh~
There seemed to be lightning flashing across!
Miles of darkness suddenly became clear!
Then, the light dimmed slightly.
But one could also see that the man's true face was a burly old man wearing red clothes, with red lips and white teeth.
"The king shouldn't come here more often."
A mixture of rough and soft, a voice that seemed both powerful and soft echoed in King Feng’s ears:
"It will take another twenty years, but it will be done!"
"Twenty years is too long..."
King Feng frowned:
"Grandma, is there any way to speed up this process?"
In twenty years, I am afraid that the world has been full of swords and wars, and countless dragons and snakes have risen from the land.
"Two hundred years have passed. Why can't I wait for twenty years?"
The voice of the grandma in red sounded like a man and a woman.
His voice is strange and incomprehensible, but it is not unpleasant to listen to. Instead, it has a strange charm that makes people feel relaxed and happy.
"Twenty years from now, I'm afraid that many people in the world will be kings, and my Dafeng family fortune will be ruined in the hands of a few people."
Prince Feng's face looked a little gloomy.
"Taizu's fists have conquered territories thousands of miles away. With the divine weapons in hand, don't you have the confidence to conquer the world again?"
The grandma in red responded calmly:
"You must remember that Taizu, Taizong, Xuanzong and other monarchs have been planning for two hundred years just for you!"
Prince Feng was silent for a moment, and then said after a moment:
"Hanchang Palace is proficient in Feng Shui and fortune, can he be allowed to join it?"
"impossible!"
There seemed to be thunder, and the grandma in red shouted:
"After two hundred years of hard work, the Divine Soldier hates us deeply. If anyone else comes, the Divine Soldier will definitely choose him as the master! No one knows this news except you and me!
only,
kill! kill! kill! ! ! "
The wind howled in the tunnel, and thunder rumbled for miles along the corridor.
Amidst the turbulent airflow and dust, King Feng wiped the dust from his face and nodded indifferently:
"I understand."
.......
Thirty thousand miles to the extreme north of Dafeng, a place of extreme bitter cold.
This place is located near the North Pole, and the environment is extremely harsh. Nearly half of it is covered by ice and ocean. There is very little land, almost no human habitation, and even very few animals that can survive.
Surrounded by several ice oceans, there is a place where ice peaks stand.
Among them, there is a mountain range that rises to the sky, like the backbone of heaven and earth, penetrating into the sky.
This mountain was originally nameless, but now it is called the Six Hells Holy Mountain.
On it, sits the Six Hell Demon Sect.
Above the ice peak, in the Six Hell Demon Sect, which looked like a mortal village, there was silence, except for the howling wind and snow, and it seemed that no one had been seen for a long time.
唳~
But just as a golden light flashed across.
A figure suddenly rose out of the wind and snow. As the air wave rolled, it jumped a hundred feet and caught the golden-feathered eagle that flew by like an arrow in its hand.
boom!
The man landed and caused a wave of wind and waves.
In the sharp cold wind, his majestic dragon-like body appeared, as well as his head, which had a smooth face and even no facial features could be seen.
It has no face, so it can change.
This person is actually the leader of the Hell Demon Sect, the Variety Demon Lord, Sheep Snake.
"Sheep snake! Shut up!"
A cold snort came from the village.
A skinny old man appeared like a ghost, with a cold voice:
"This is the golden-feathered eagle of the Dafeng court. It should be looking for the sect master. You dare to kill it."
"metropolitan......."
The tall and burly man almost crushed the golden-feathered eagle to death, but when he heard this, he let go as if he was electrocuted.
Let the golden-feathered eagle scream and escape.
唳~
唳~
The golden-feathered eagle screamed in horror, flew into the air, and suddenly accelerated, as if it was about to hit the iceberg to death.
"Oops, this beast is so angry!"
The ghost-faced old man's expression changed, and he was about to capture him.
Buzz~
Suddenly, the air flow rippled in the sky.
A slender, crystal-clear palm that looked like the most perfect creation in the world reached out and pinched the golden-feathered eagle that broke through the sound barrier and escaped.
The two looked up.
I saw a looming face floating in the sky filled with howling winds.
That face was indifferent and sacred, like a god or a demon, making people dare not look directly at it.
Once it appeared, the cold wind high in the sky seemed to have stopped.
"metropolitan!"
Both the old man and the man were shocked and fell to their knees in the snow.
The owner of this face is none other than Pang Wanyang, the leader of the Six Hell Demon Sect who has been ranked number one in the world for decades and is known as the closest to heaven and man.
The supreme existence of the Six Hell Demon Sect.
"Master Wang Quan..."
Like the collision of gold and jade, the pure and clear sound flowed down:
"Sheep Snake, go to Dafeng and send a letter to me..."
"yes!"
The sheep snake slowly stood up, and then fell from the sky, like ice and snow condensed, and like a letter made of white jade.
There are no words on it.
Before he finished speaking, the figure of Sheep Snake had disappeared into the wind and snow.
He actually jumped directly over the top of a peak of hundreds of feet and jumped into the sky thousands of feet high.
Like a shooting star, it falls towards the vast land and the boundless ice ocean.
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