scare!
Li Ling was so frightened that he trembled all over, jumped up, and was about to run away.
She secretly hated him, and while running away, she didn't forget to take a hard look at the little bastard with short hair and a greasy face.
What is this place?
At the foot of King Quan Mountain!
If she alerted others, how could she escape?
Among the people who came to greet him during the day, there was a master of Qi.
"Huh?"
Yun Dongliu's eyes narrowed, and the long sword came out of his body as he stepped forward. The light of the sword slashed through the air like a sword:
"go back!"
The long knife buzzed, and the cold air swept across. All the vegetation within ten feet fell, and the light of the knife surged like waves, one after another, forcing Li Ling to retreat.
"Step aside!"
Li Ling gritted his teeth and got out of the way, raised his hands, and like a goddess scattering flowers, she spread out a large amount of gray medicinal powder. With a surge of internal energy, it was blown towards Yundong.
She condensed several Qi meridians, and her true Qi had already been condensed. With this surge, the medicinal powder spread dozens of feet.
If you want to chase her, you must survive this wave of medicinal powder.
"Strong aphrodisiac??"
Yun Dongliu twitched the corner of his mouth and walked backwards with Liu Ming in hand.
After condensing his true energy, he was invulnerable to all poisons except for some rare poisons, but aphrodisiacs were not poisons.
Even the Qi pulse can be affected by accident.
Not to mention, he was carrying a little monk.
If Liu Ming was tricked, he would have no shame in meeting Taoist Priest Wang Quan.
Forced to retreat from Yundongliu, Li Ling rolled on the spot to avoid the vicious sword energy and was about to run away.
Unexpectedly, a cold snort sounded in her ears:
"Who dares to come to Wangquan Mountain and act recklessly!"
A cold snort.
In the brightly lit Wenxin Hall, a white shadow sprang out. Its speed was extremely fast, and the air seemed to be torn apart between steps. In the blink of an eye, it had already crossed hundreds of feet of night.
Amidst the howling wind, Li Ling stood a hundred feet in front of him with his hands behind his back.
"Fan Zimin..."
Li Ling's heart sank, and he recognized the figure in white clothes as the one he had seen during the day, the master of the Earth Ranking, Fan Zimin.
"Oh it's you."
Fan Zimin raised his chin slightly, his expression cold:
"Master Dao, spare your life, but you still dare to escape? Do you want to go back by yourself, or do you want me to do it?"
Li Ling forced a smile: "What did the senior say? The little girl just saw the beautiful moonlight tonight and went out for a walk. How dare she run away?"
She was furious.
She turned around and walked towards Wangquan Mountain. After taking two steps, she stopped again, looked back at Liu Ming who was being carried by Yun Dongliu, and asked with a smile:
"Little brother, what's your name?"
She hates it.
She has learned an extremely wonderful sneaking method. The reason why she was able to sneak into the Chivalry Sect last time was thanks to this secret method, and she was able to escape down the mountain this time.
But he didn't expect to be discovered by this kid.
"Easy to say!"
Liu Ming broke free from Yun Dongliu's wrist, coughed lightly as he landed, and said calmly, "I don't want to change my name, but I don't want to change my surname. My surname is Sun Ming'en. Old lady, please remember it!"
Old woman?
Li Ling's breathing was stagnant, and he almost didn't bite his tongue.
He took a deep look at Liu Ming:
"Sun En, right? I remember you!"
After that, he walked up the mountain obediently.
Pa~
Yun Dongliu slapped him on the back of the head, scolded him as "slippery", and then he thought about Fan Zimin and handed him over:
"Thank you Brother Fan for taking the initiative."
Fan Zimin also handed over his hand, with a smile on his face:
"This little lady is no match for Brother Yun, but the people are rude."
As he said that, he paused and said, "I wonder if I have anything to ask Brother Yun..."
"Live up to the trust!"
There was something strange on Yun Dongliu's face.
When he left the mountain last time, he was stopped by Fan Zimin, who insisted that he help him deliver some manuscripts to some storytellers, and also told him to pay him.
He had heard of people paying people to tell stories, mostly from young heroes who were just starting out to make a name for themselves.
And the manuscript that Fan Zimin handed over to him was full of praise for Taoist Priest Wang Quan's deeds, of which 70% were true, 30% were hearsay, and some were exaggerated.
What he saw made him speechless.
"So, thank you, Brother Yun."
Fan Zimin smiled even more warmly.
.......
At the gate of Wangquan Road, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes flashing across the night like lightning, illuminating the entire house.
His perception spreads for dozens of miles, and the entire King Quan Mountain is within the scope of his perception. He can naturally detect what happens under the mountain.
Whether it was Sun En's departure or Li Ling's escape, he could see it clearly.
"Dragon Bird Sword..."
An Qisheng's eyes fell back, and the scattered ray of light converged.
He naturally knew why Sun En left, but it was simply that Longque Dao sensed the aura of the Dragon King's armor, or sensed danger, so he urged Sun En to leave.
Although Sun En is more determined than ordinary children, he is still a child after all. Armed with the Dragon Bird Sword, it is his instinct to seek good fortune and avoid evil.
His own existence must be an extremely dangerous existence in the perception of Longque Dao, who has not yet fully recovered.
It is reasonable to run away.
Phew~
He lifted the Dragon King Armor on his lap.
On the originally gray armor, there was now a subtle red-gold light.
That ray of red gold seemed insignificant compared to the entire armor, but the appearance of this ray of light represented that he had succeeded in refining the Dragon King's armor.
The two hundred years of national development training in Dafeng are not without effect, nor will they be wiped out by Dragon King Kai's will in a short period of time.
This is what it should be.
"If you do this every day, it will be refined in thirteen years..."
An Qisheng touched the red-gold ray on the edge of the armor. His tentacles were cold and hot at the same time:
"It would be better if we could hold on longer..."
Compared to the divine weapons themselves, the martial arts essence and fighting instincts of past military masters were more important to him.
Rather than building a car with your eyes closed, it is naturally better to have an opponent to prove it.
As his martial arts became more and more sophisticated, the only one in the world who could be his opponent was the Soldier Master. However, the Soldier Master was still young at this time, and even tied together could not hit him with one little finger.
Therefore, the divine weapons are very useful to him.
For him, a confrontation between gods and will is the same as a real battle, because his control over the physical body is exquisite, and his movements and thoughts are infinitely unified.
Unfortunately, the Dragon King Armor could not last long.
Touching the Dragon King Armor, which was cold yet as hot as magma, An Qisheng couldn't help but think of Pang Wanyang.
He still has celestial and divine weapons to reflect him, and he may have a military master in the future, but Pang Wanyang is truly unrivaled.
Sitting on the top of a snow-capped mountain for forty years, one is invincible in the world.
How boring would that be?
The thought flashed away, and he closed his eyes again, his mind flowing, and he looked towards the Dragon King Armor again.
The room was dark again, except for the faint sound of breathing, there was no other sound.
No one knew that the Taoist who was sitting cross-legged in meditation was actually going through thrilling battles without any pause.
The following days.
Calmness seemed to have returned.
An Qisheng still rises at sunrise and rests at sunset every day. During the day, he sometimes collects medicine in the mountains and takes a look at Bai Xian'er, Li Ling and others who are cutting rocks in the mountains.
After that, he mentored three disciples. Outside of that, he went to the Wenxin Hall to give lectures and discuss the essence of Taoism with many disciples.
In the rest of the world, you can either sit quietly on the top of the mountain and watch the ebb and flow of the sea of clouds, or go to Yangxiao Hall to listen to a storyteller and taste whether the skills of the cooks who have been taught to you have improved.
In the remaining time, in addition to dreaming and understanding the martial arts of hundreds of schools, I also used the previous military masters in the Dragon King Armor as my opponents to polish my own martial arts and martial arts.
In addition, there is Han Changgong, who corresponds with him every half month.
Han Changgong ascended the throne and became king. He was very nervous every day and was involved in many political affairs. Fortunately, he had a body with divine veins and was extremely energetic, so he would not be in a hurry.
But despite this, he often wrote to An Qisheng to ask about various things.
It is not easy to establish a sect, let alone a sect that needs to be prosperous and have an impact on the world.
Even if he had seen something in the dream of the old monk Yixiu, it was by no means easy.
A complete set of martial arts requires a complete system, or culture.
This is why there are many monks in Huangjue Temple, but they take Buddhism as their foundation.
Martial arts, Dharma, and Taoism, these are the three thresholds An Qisheng has set for the way of kingship.
After reading through Daozang and understanding its essence, understanding and agreeing with the laws, martial arts can be taught.
Naturally, he would not say that it was because he had not summarized the complete martial arts yet.
In addition to martial arts, the continuation of a sect's industry and the elixirs needed all need to be considered by him.
He went into the mountains not only to understand nature, but also to taste all kinds of herbs, hoping to summarize the elixir with easy-to-find ingredients and the best way to increase his internal strength.
Breaking mountains and breaking rocks is not only for the migration and consolidation of earth veins, but also for mineral veins and cultivated land.
He didn't establish a sect just to cultivate a group of vampires who use martial arts to show off their violence. It was very important to be self-sufficient.
He has the method of entering dreams, and he is a good alchemy furnace. He can identify all the pharmacological elixirs he has taken before. In just half a year, he has already summarized the methods of treating internal injuries, reconnecting muscles and bones, and increasing internal strength. Nourishes the spirit, Qi and blood.
There are even prescriptions for polishing the bones and muscles.
He was finally allowed to develop a great elixir that could increase the internal strength of a armor, and was named the King Quan Dan.
On the contrary, it was martial arts, because what he had learned was too complicated and his progress was not very fast.
It was not until the expiration of the three-year period that the first batch of disciples from Wenxintang truly became disciples of Wang Quan Dao.
He watched the waxing and waning of the sun and the moon and was suddenly enlightened.
There is no perfect martial arts in the world, and it was immediately passed down that he gathered the martial arts from both worlds and the prototype of martial arts formed by countless martial arts essences.
He didn't have a name, but it was Fan Zimin who named him "Wang Quan Dao".
From then on, the foundation of royal power was laid.
Although there are only 1,500 people who have actually become disciples of Wang Quan Dao, and most of the rest are still in the Wenxin Hall, it is no longer the same as before when only one person was alone.
Compared to An Qisheng's leisurely pace, time flies much faster.
Time flies by, the sun rises and sets, the moon waxes and wanes, the cold comes and the heat passes. In the blink of an eye, one battle between Han Hai and Pang Wanyang leads to the No. 1 ranking in the world.
Five years have passed.
This year is his eighth year in Jiufujie.
It also belongs to Wang Quan Taoist, who is a hundred years old!
