The strong wind died down and the dark clouds dispersed.
An Qisheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and his boiling blood slowly calmed down.
Pang Wanyang's punch was almost crushing with nothingness. In the head-on collision, he was using his body to resist the force of several miles of heaven and earth, so he naturally withstood huge pressure.
However, his physique is unparalleled and he has just begun to practice horizontally, so this punch cannot damage his fundamentals.
As he exhaled a breath of turbid air, the slight damage to the details of his body slowly recovered.
"Brother?"
Yun Haitian came forward, slightly worried.
"After all, it's just one blow. Sheep Snake's body and Qi veins can't carry his full strength. This blow can't hurt me."
An Qisheng waved his hand slightly.
"February 2 of the year after next, isn't it the day when Master Yixiu made an appointment to fight Pang Wanyang?"
Wang Jianglong looked at Sanyin.
Sanyin nodded solemnly and looked at An Qisheng:
"Taoist Priest, the Patriarch's appointment with Pang Wanyang is on February 2nd. I'm afraid Pang Wanyang is inviting you to go, but I'm afraid he has some hidden agenda."
The faces of the other great monks were not good-looking either.
A ray of divine will coming from the body has such martial arts, how powerful can his true body, which is still tens of thousands of miles away, be?
Even if they have confidence in the Patriarch, these great monks will inevitably have some shadows in their hearts.
"I'm afraid there are quite a few people he invited to watch the battle..."
An Qisheng glanced at the people in Wanjian Villa among the crowd and said calmly:
"Mu Qingfeng, Wheel-turning King, Moon Worshiping Master and other great masters, I'm afraid they are also watching the battle..."
Sanyin and others nodded slightly, they had also received similar news.
"Are you going to put yourself to death and survive, or die if you don't succeed?"
An Qisheng looked at the sea of clouds and muttered to himself.
Then he took a step forward surrounded by several people.
He stood in front of the Tai Chi diagram, his white robe was slightly torn, and the huge square was in a mess.
But many people in the martial arts world do not look down upon him, and are filled with awe in their hearts.
Even Pang Wanyang couldn't hurt him. Such strength was enough to shake the world.
"Sorry, you are all shocked."
An Qisheng pressed lightly with his palms, and his invisible energy suppressed the dusty airflow on the field:
"Today, I establish the way of kingship, and all the kings and heaven and earth will bear witness together!"
The mighty sound waves echoed in the sky and could be heard for dozens of miles.
The top of King Quan Mountain was silent at first, and then countless people raised their hands in unison:
"We would like to congratulate you on the grand master's founding of a sect!"
........
The top of the Six Hells Holy Mountain.
In the mountain gate of the Six Hell Demon Sect, which looks like a village, there seems to be a thunderbolt that flashes and then disappears.
At the edge of the 10,000-foot-long ice peak, Pang Wanyang, dressed in a green shirt, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the three-wheeled sun looming in the endless rolling sea of clouds.
He looked so carefully that he seemed to be sucking the sun into his eyes.
"Yang is born from the cathode, and yin is born from the anode. Tai Chi, Tai Chi, is it possible for yin and yang to become one?"
Pang Wanyang's mind wandered, as if he saw the Taoist on the top of King Quan Mountain tens of thousands of miles away.
An indescribable feeling lingered in his heart.
For tens of thousands of years, many great masters have chosen Taiyin Wuji or Taiyang Wuji. It is not that no one has chosen the two paths, but let's not talk about the dilemma.
If you can climb to the top by just practicing any one path, and have the hope of reaching the heavens and humans, why bother practicing two paths at the same time?
He once thought so too.
But this time he saw the Tai Chi diagram tens of thousands of miles away through his will, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.
If Taiyin Wuji and Sun Wuji coexist, what will be the situation?
"Unfortunately, it's too late..."
Pang Wanyang sighed slightly.
Yin and yang coexist in humans and gods, and if one is chosen, the other will inevitably be eliminated. It is said that when yin prevails and yang disappears, yang prevails and yin disappears.
The moment he achieved Taiyin Wuji, there was no trace of Yang left in his 'god'.
As for the cathode and yang generation......
Phew~
As the air flow roared, a figure in white floated over, landed ten feet away behind Pang Wanyang, and said softly:
"Why is the sect master sighing?"
"Bai Lian!"
Pang Wanyang stood with his hands behind his hands and spoke softly:
"Dismiss the Demon Sect!"
"What?"
Mrs. Bai Lian's delicate body trembled, her beautiful eyes filled with surprise.
He wanted to ask, but Pang Wanyang had already stepped into the billowing clouds.
He sat cross-legged, amidst the sea of clouds in the sky, rising and falling with the three-wheeled sun.
........
Time is like water, and a month has passed in a blink of an eye. The ice and snow between the sky and the earth have melted, everything has revived, and the mountains, rivers and earth are once again dotted with green and red.
On the top of King Quan Mountain, the once-destroyed stone slabs have been re-paved neatly.
But the huge royal road is still empty.
After An Qisheng established his sect, countless people came here to learn the art, but he did not accept any disciples.
Except for Jiang Tingting and Zhang Haohao, even Liu Ming and Sun En were never accepted by him.
On the contrary, some refugees nearby who could not afford to eat were recruited by Tieshan as handymen, so that they could gain a foothold in the royal power.
The backyard of Wangquan Road is also the original site of the Taoist temple that was burned to ashes.
An Qisheng sat cross-legged under a bare old tree, facing the rising sun, as if he was swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon.
This old tree was once burned to the point of being turned into charcoal by bandits from Shewang Mountain. However, with the coming of spring, the old tree actually sprouted branches again.
But under his aura, it was revitalized.
As the breeze blew, the omnipresent spiritual energy of heaven and earth submerged into his body.
How to derive true energy from internal force, purify and refine it through Tianyi Pearl, and then join the extremely complicated circulation of energy channels.
It goes round and round, endlessly.
"Inner Qi, internal strength, true energy, Qi pulse, divine pulse..."
An Qisheng was thinking in his heart.
The reason why he doesn't accept disciples is naturally not because he has too high standards and looks down on these apprentices, nor is it because he is afraid that there are spies from other forces among them.
It's that he hasn't completely sorted out a training system yet.
A complete set of sect inheritance should include fists, palms, fingers, legs, inner qi skills, internal force skills, true qi skills, qi pulse skills, divine pulse skills, lifting and vertical skills, horizontal martial arts, swords, guns and sticks Waiting for the exercises to be included.
Without such a complete set of inheritance, would you dare to establish a sect?
Although any Qi Meridian possesses many martial arts skills, how many can be found in a sect?
Is it impossible?
I don’t dare!
If you dare to pass on the martial arts you learned from other sects today, someone will come knocking on your door the next day.
Although An Qisheng didn't care.
But he doesn't have the shamelessness to pass on the martial arts of other sects.
Therefore, whether it is to sort out what he has learned, or to inherit the royal power, he must summarize a martial arts system.
The so-called foundation is the foundation of the sect and also the foundation of oneself.
The person who learns things fastest is often not one who studies hard and practices hard, but teaches it to others.
call!
suck!
Amidst the inaudible breathing, a figure climbed over the wall and landed in the backyard.
"call!"
The person who came here had excellent qinggong and made no sound at all, just like a civet cat walking on tiptoes.
He slightly felt the invisible but real aura. His body relaxed and he felt that every detail of his body became very active.
Moving infuriating energy is faster than before.
Even if it’s not my first experience, it’s still a bit incredible.
Only in this aura, ordinary people can live to the end of their lives without illness or disaster, and it is not impossible to live a hundred years.
If you travel around the world, it is not impossible to be regarded as a god.
"The roads extend in all directions and the doors are wide open. Why does Master Yun prefer to climb over the wall?"
An Qisheng opened his eyes and looked at the person.
Dressed in dusty attire, with a long knife hanging on his waist, it was none other than Yun Dongliu, whom he had not seen for a long time.
After the members of the Chivalry Sect left, he suddenly appeared in the King's Quan Dao. He had nowhere to go and nowhere to go.
"I'm probably used to it."
Yun Dongliu's voice was a little hoarse and he still hadn't returned to his original appearance.
But compared to the lifeless and despairing look before, it is much better.
"Your teacher doesn't hold any grudge against you."
An Qisheng shook his head slightly.
But he also knew that this was a knot in Yun Dongliu's heart, not a question of forgiveness or not.
"Under the circumstances that day, the teacher never hurt me, so I knew he had forgiven me, but..."
A look of desolation flashed across Yun Dongliu's face, but he did not want to talk too much about the matter and instead said:
"But you, with your current status, why do you need to care about ordinary people?"
"Who said that if you are good at martial arts, you have to be generous?"
An Qisheng smiled.
Whether you are practicing martial arts or seeking Taoism, you will not be able to practice without emotions and desires, but rather you will not be affected by any desires and be able to make the most accurate choices at all times.
It’s not about being self-indulgent, refusing to hit back, refusing to retaliate when scolded, or pretending to be generous after suffering a loss.
How to repay kindness with evil?
"As you wish."
Yun Dongliu obviously had no interest in bullying ordinary people, so he just said:
"Then Zhen Rencha, after I scattered all his wealth, he fainted several times because of anger. When he woke up, he was also stupid. Although all his belongings only amounted to 1,200 taels of silver... ....”
"Quite a few."
An Qisheng shook his head slightly.
For people in the Jianghu, money comes easily. Although the Chivalry Sect does not have much industry, even if it is reduced to a hunter, with Yundongliu's martial arts skills, he can sell a few big insects every day for a thousand taels. Silver.
Naturally, he would not take this mere 1,200 taels of silver seriously. In fact, this amount of money is enough for a family of five to have enough food and clothing for a lifetime.
By analogy with Daxuan, it is also more than five million Daxuan coins.
Can the average person save this amount despite lavish spending?
More than half of it is the legacy of Wang Quan.
It was because he was tricked by this bastard that he almost starved to death in this Taoist temple along with those two little guys as soon as he crossed over.
Yun Dongliu shook his head:
"It's just a small punishment but a big warning. Without the money, he would be more miserable than death."
An Qisheng seemed to be aware of it and looked at Sun En, who was quietly sizing him up at the door of the courtyard, and his eyes suddenly moved.
Buzz~
The spirit flickers slightly and rises suddenly.
In a daze, he seemed to see a magical sword that looked like a real dragon stepping on a bird.
It flashed by.
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