The old man's eyes narrowed.
He could feel the wind and clouds gathering around him, and an inexplicable energy was changing.
This celestial phenomenon is not a natural change, but caused by people.
There are many ways to induce changes in the celestial phenomena in the world, but there is only one method that can induce changes in the celestial phenomena so quickly, and that is the Yin Shen leaving the body.
"Uncle, what is an out-of-body experience?"
The young man looked at the sky that turned dark in an instant, and couldn't help but feel a little shocked.
This dark cloud came too fast and was abnormal.
"The most dangerous level before the God of Qi Meridian..."
The old man felt the changes in the energy around him, and his expression also changed:
"It is to induce the thunder from the Nine Heavens to fall, cleanse the gods, use martial arts to connect the gods, and make the heaven and earth change with just one thought..."
"Is this Taoist Priest Wang Quan going to break through the divine veins?"
The boy's eyes widened.
"Originally, I thought it was just rumors. How could such a person not become a divine vein? Now that I think about it..."
The change in the old man's face was a little strange:
"Before it became a divine vein, it killed several divine veins in a row, and it was still able to withstand Pang Wanyang's divine will. It's unbelievable, unbelievable..."
Until just now, he didn't believe the rumors that Jiang Hu, the royal Taoist, had not yet forged a divine vein.
How could he believe that a top master who had killed four divine veins in succession had not yet forged a divine vein?
Throughout the ages, only the military masters of the past generations have ever accomplished the matter of killing divine veins with Qi pulse, and this royal Taoist priest obviously cannot be the master of divine weapons.
But at this time, he had to believe it.
Because on the top of such a huge mountain, there was only one powerful aura in his senses.
That is the one who is causing the thunder at this moment.
"This royal Taoist Priest has already become so powerful before he can break through. If he can forge his divine veins, wouldn't he be invincible in the world?"
Looking at the rolling thunderclouds, the young man looked amazed.
"It's hard to say, it's hard to say..."
The old man seemed a little unsure, shaking his head slightly and saying:
"Everyone in this world who fights across levels must have come into contact with or even mastered a unique method. It is a power, or trait, that no one at the same level or even a higher level has...
The King Quan Taoist used his body of Qi to attack the Divine Veins. It is said that it was because his physique was unparalleled and his training was invincible. Even if the ghost left his body and the Divine Veins were forged, his physical strength might not be greatly affected. Variety......."
The old man said, hesitating a little. After all, there has never been a figure like this King Quan Taoist in ancient times. It is hard to say what kind of changes there will be after his divine veins are formed.
It’s just that the word invincible is too heavy.
He did not think that this Taoist Wang Quan could be stronger than Pang Wanyang once he broke through.
"Today, things have changed too fast..."
"I've seen thunderstorms a lot, but this is the first time I've seen this..."
"This cloud came out of nowhere... I heard that there are martial arts in the world that can cause changes in the celestial phenomena. Is this the master of Wang Quan who is practicing martial arts?"
Not only the old man and the young man, but other people at the foot of the mountain also discovered it.
Everyone looked up and looked incredulously.
In their eyes, above the clear sky, only the top of Kingquan Mountain was covered with dark clouds, lightning, and rolling thunder. The ink-like black clouds clung to the top of Kingquan Mountain like a big bowl.
How could there be such a normal dark cloud?
For a time, all the people on the mountain and down the mountain were attracted.
Huhu~~~
In the backyard of King Quan Road, on a three-foot-square platform made of cold iron, An Qisheng sat cross-legged in the strong wind, his clothes flying.
The roaring sound of blood rushing through the body penetrated the body and spread to the distance along with the howling wind.
In his body, the internal energy and true energy were all surging and pouring into the head of the Six Yangs, where all the veins converged.
The essence poured in, and under the stimulation, the divine will was filled to the limit.
For a moment, his mind wandered, as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff, ready to jump down.
In the long-term floating world, the muscles, bones, skin, membranes and flesh are polished, to receiving the aura of heaven and earth and condensing the true energy, to the time when the energy meridians circulate around the sky, this is the last step.
Any martial artist who can reach this point is a martial arts wizard unique among millions of people.
In fact, among the 20 billion people in the Jiufu World, there are only a few dozen people who have achieved divine veins. They are truly only one in a million.
But any warrior who has reached this stage must be tense and feel as if he is facing a formidable enemy.
"The Yin Shen hasn't really left the body yet, and the changes in Qi have already caused thunder clouds..."
An Qisheng's eyes rippled.
In his eyes, all the qi flowed, and an invisible ripple spread through the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, triggering changes in the qi on the entire mountain top.
It is not the Yin God that affects the celestial phenomena. The Yin God only affects the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is the changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that change the aura on the mountain top and cause thunderclouds to appear.
Once the Yin Shen truly leaves the body, he will almost certainly be struck by lightning.
An Qisheng was not in a hurry to trigger thunder, but felt the change in energy.
World to world is different.
The existence of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth makes Jiufujie and Xuanxing different in many ways.
It stands to reason that the divine veins and divine will are strong and tenacious, and even if the body loses its spirit, it will not dissipate immediately.
But in fact, he had only seen an example of a similar spirit in the world like Da Motian. In fact, what was left on Da Motian's human skin scroll was not the real him, but only a incomplete spiritual imprint.
"There is no such thing as a calamity in creating divine veins. It's just that this world doesn't seem to have room for Yin gods to survive outside the body..."
he mused.
He thinks deeply, a lot.
The Yin Shen leaving the body is not the only way to break through the divine veins. As long as there is a way to cleanse and enhance the divine soul, and find and ignite the true yang and true yin in the soul, the divine veins can be forged.
However, without the baptism of thunder, it is not easy to cleanse the soul and ignite the true yang and true yin.
It seems that there is no danger, but it is ten times more difficult than the former, because not being able to see the way forward is the most terrifying thing.
He actually admired the sage who discovered that the soul was baptized with thunder.
He believed that before the secret of using thunder to cleanse the soul and ignite the true yin and true yang was discovered, there was no divine vein in the Jiufu Realm.
In the same way, the master of the extremely demonic sky-slaying sword who was the first to forge a celestial weapon was also extremely remarkable.
Before that, there must be no divine weapons.
Any world is flowing forward forever, evolving from generation to generation, just like building a city wall with bricks, and those who come after you must naturally be on top of it.
We respect the past, but there is no need to disparage the present.
Just like Xuanxing's three hundred years, there have been masters from generation to generation, but in the past, there was not one for hundreds of years.
However, despite this, the talents and wisdom of the predecessors are also admirable.
Just imagine, in this unprecedented situation, even people may not dare to eat crabs. How courageous is it for someone who can withstand the fear in his heart and have a ghostly spirit leave his body?
Boom~
Thunder rolls across the sky, and lightning cuts through the darkness like dragons and snakes.
Looking at the Thunder Snake that was about to strike at any moment, the old man suddenly spoke:
"Kaiyu, it's time for us to go."
He didn't care whether it was taboo to watch other people's breakthroughs, but if he didn't care, Wang Quan Taoist might not care either.
He had something to ask, but he didn't want to get into trouble over such a trivial matter.
"Ah? Why?"
The young man was a little stunned:
"Master Wang Quan has broken through the divine veins. This is such a rare scene. If you miss it, you will never see it again. Look, didn't those people also come up the mountain?"
However, some people who had been at the bottom of the mountain also came up and stood sparsely in front of the mountain gate, looking at the dark clouds in the distance with their faces filled with wonder.
"Where true dragons are entrenched, dust can fall, but ferocious beasts cannot enter."
The old man shook his head slightly:
"I'm afraid that when I'm here, everyone in Wang Quan will be wary..."
Halfway through his words, his expression suddenly changed.
"Brother Yan, if you want to see it, you might as well come closer. You can tell people everything you want, so why can't you see it?"
A quiet voice, but suppressing the sound of thunder, echoed above the huge mountain gate.
An Qisheng's voice was calm, but it contained strong self-confidence, as if he was not going to survive a catastrophe, but inviting friends to go on an outing.
However, the expressions of Shanmen Qian and others all changed.
They felt that this voice was round and peaceful, but it contained a divine meaning that made people look at them. The words seemed to explode directly in their hearts.
My body even felt a little numb, as if I'd been electrocuted.
"Yes, it's the voice of Taoist Priest Wang Quan!"
"Brother Yan? Which master is he?"
"There are many people with the surname Yan in the world, but the only one who can be called Brother Yan by Taoist Priest Wang Quan is the one from Youzhou!"
"The seventh in the weapon spectrum, the world-shaking martial artist, Kuangtu Yan!"
After being startled, several martial arts people all looked at him sideways.
After looking around for a moment, his eyes fell on the old man. Many people immediately backed away, as if they were encountering a tiger or a wolf.
The world has always been neither black nor white. There are always some people who are beneficial to the good and evil, and Kuangtu Yan is such a person.
This person is neither good nor evil, cruel and ruthless. He became famous at a young age. He became famous in the world when he was more than ten years old. By the age of twenty, he had already developed his energy and became famous all over the world.
After that, he traveled across the states and visited various major sects, and then established the Great Dragon Sect in Youzhou in the year he was 30. His sect was filled with perverse people who were both good and evil.
According to legend, he is so powerful in Youzhou that even the people in the imperial court look at his face. He can be called a country within a country, the uncrowned king, and is the true top sect of Dafeng.
Before the appearance of Taoist Wang Quan, he was the first great master to have a confrontation with the imperial court.
The former God Catcher of the Six Gates was killed by him in Youzhou City, a real evil master.
"I didn't expect that the Taoist priest actually recognized Mr. Yan!"
The old man smiled faintly, and then responded with a long laugh.
His voice was as powerful as the Yangtze River, making everyone who heard his laughter blush and almost suffocate.
The overwhelming momentum seemed to suppress the thunder dragons all over the sky.
"It seems that Brother Dao is 100% sure. If so, don't blame Mr. Yan for being abrupt!"
A long laugh echoed in front of the mountain gate.
But in front of everyone, the old man and the young man had disappeared without a trace, like ghosts.
call!
In the courtyard where the air flow was surging, Kuangtu Yan slowly landed on the ground.
It was only ten feet away from the cold iron platform where An Qisheng was sitting.
Looking at each other from a distance, their eyes were fixed.
