Purple air coming from the east?
Su Jie and Jing Xiaolou looked at each other, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.
"Grandmaster Xue, do you think the purple energy is coming from the east?"
Su Jie couldn't help but glance at the clear blue sky again.
He knew very well what kind of person Xue Zheng was. He was an upright man and kept his word. Otherwise, he would not have been able to integrate the scattered northern and southern martial arts circles at that time.
Of course he wouldn't do it without aim.
But in this bright universe, how can there be any purple energy coming from the east?
"Teacher, have you practiced the telescope technique?"
Jing Xiaolou, on the other hand, came to his senses after being surprised. The purple gas his teacher mentioned was not purple gas in the true sense, but luck.
Jing Xiaolou naturally knew that the teacher was a dreamer, but he did not expect that the teacher actually learned the Qi Watching Technique.
"Biography?"
Su Jie's heart moved. Is this something from the 'Dream of Royal Power'?
After leaving Yuecheng that day, he was at a loss for where he was going, and unknowingly came to Yangmingshan, the treasure island. Jing Xiaolou and Xue Zheng were very calm, and he naturally knew that both of them were dreamers.
Unfortunately, without real experience, no matter how hard he guessed, he couldn't figure out what the so-called 'Dream of Royal Power' was.
At this time, there was another 'qi-watching technique' that he didn't understand.
"The purple energy is coming, and a distinguished guest is coming. Xiaolou, call out your senior brothers..."
Xue Zheng stood up slowly and swept his sleeves:
"Follow me down the mountain."
Jing Xiaolou took a deep breath and became very curious. He couldn't help but nodded: "Disciple, I obey."
...
It's almost dusk, but there are still a lot of tourists at the foot of Yangming Mountain. There is a steady flow of people and busy traffic.
A silver-gray car stopped slowly, and Bai Hu, who had changed into plain clothes, closed the car door and looked at the top of Yangming Mountain in the distance, his eyes twinkling.
"What can't be said on the phone these days? Why do we have to travel thousands of miles to do this?"
Xu Hongyun opened the door and got out of the car.
He looked sleepy, and when he saw the light, he complained a little: "I am studying the art of looking for breath, why do you have to drag me out?"
Xu Hongyun is very lucky.
He was the second group of people from the Special Affairs Bureau, besides Wang Zhixuan, to enter the 'Dream of King Power', and he was even more lucky. As soon as he opened his eyes, he had already landed on King Power Mountain.
He easily joined the Wang Quan Dao, and was noticed at a glance, teaching him the initial chapter of the legendary 'Heaven and Human Qi Technique'.
For more than half a year, he has done a lot of research and is almost getting started.
He was naturally very dissatisfied with being pulled out at this time.
"Yinglong and Poseidon have been fighting on the Internet for more than half a year. It is not safe to say anything on the phone. What's more, if you want to ask Grandmaster Xue to take action, it would be rude to just make a phone call."
Bai Hu glanced at Xu Hongyun.
This talkative old Taoist priest seems very unreliable, but he has a high status in the country and has friendships with many masters of the older generation.
Take him with you to talk better.
"Excuse me? How high is Mr. Xue's status in the martial arts world of the north and south? I'm really afraid of being rude, so I should let Qinglong come. You, the second in command, are not that good."
Xu Hongyun replied angrily. Baihu's face turned red as he choked, but he had nothing to say.
Xue Zheng's status in the world of Daxuan martial arts is still higher than Taoist Juechen. People who have been mentored by him are all over the world. His influence may not be great, but his reputation is very high.
It stands to reason that if you want to invite him to come out, of course you have to come personally.
But Qinglong has offended many people. Originally, he was unparalleled in strength, the number one master among millions of soldiers, and had few opponents. But now there are so many people who fall into the dream, and God knows if any of his enemies will get any opportunities.
When he goes out, doesn't he have to send someone to protect him?
But how could he say this?
"Huh?"
After sneering at Bai Hu, Xu Hongyun's heart suddenly moved and he suddenly looked back to the east.
At this sight, his pupils shrank, and he shouted as if he had seen a ghost: "Ah!"
His voice was not high-pitched, but he unconsciously used his Qi in the shock. His scream was like a muffled thunder hitting the crowd, which frightened the hearts of many tourists and made their hands and feet weak.
White Tiger was also frightened.
Seeing the angry eyes around him, he decisively pulled Xu Hongyun up, jumped out of the crowd, and disappeared into the crowd with a few horizontal jumps.
"let me go!"
As soon as he came out of the crowd, Xu Hongyun immediately shook off Bai Hu's hand, ignoring the latter's eyes that were about to have an attack, and stared at the east:
"Who travels and can make the heaven and earth beautiful? Who travels and can spread the purple energy thousands of miles away? Who..."
"What are you talking about again?"
Bai Hu raised his eyebrows and was about to have an attack.
At this time, I heard a series of footsteps. When I looked up, I saw Xue Zheng leading a group of disciples down the mountain, and I couldn't help but be shocked.
Several people hurried forward to greet him: "Bai Hu has met the old master."
"Captain White Tiger?"
Jing Xiaolou frowned and looked at Bai Hu and Xu Hongyun up and down, his eyes full of suspicion.
Not only him, but Su Jie and many disciples under Xue Zheng's sect also looked at the two of them with great surprise in their hearts.
Of course they recognized these two people. Not to mention Xu Hongyun, this was not Bai Hu's first time coming to Yangming Mountain. Before they came, they had never seen the teacher come down the mountain to greet them in person.
What now...
"Lin Ling?"
Xue Zheng glanced at Bai Hu and fixed his eyes on the stunned Xu Hongyun: "You old bastard, why are you so crazy?"
"Old ghost, old ghost Xue, you don't know what I saw!"
Xu Hongyun's voice was extremely high-pitched, and his whole body was trembling with excitement. This was the first time he had truly seen luck after practicing the 'Qi Watching Technique' for more than half a year in real life and more than five years in dreams.
Moreover, it is purple energy!
In his eyes, the white clouds in the sky were dyed purple, and a purple aura was brighter than the sun, like a rainbow, crossing like an arch bridge.
The breath is extremely high.
"You can see it too?"
At this time, Xue Zheng was a little surprised. Although Xu Hongyun was very talkative, what he was proficient in was not the linen physiognomy, but the Feng Shui formation.
Is this also the practice of 'Qi Watching Technique'?
"What's it called?"
Xu Hongyun suddenly woke up from his excitement and looked at Xue Zheng with great surprise: "You old ghost, can you also see this?"
"Let's talk about this later."
Xue Zheng's brows softened and he raised his eyebrows to look west.
I saw an ordinary taxi stopped on the side of the road for a moment, and then drove away.
A young man with a short crew cut and wearing ordinary European sportswear walked towards Yangmingshan slowly and unhurriedly.
He has a peaceful aura, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, just like his face, there seems to be nothing surprising at first glance.
But in the eyes of Xue Zheng and others, the world and the universe were divided around him. His unhurried steps were like the most precise pair of scissors, tearing apart Yangmingshan, Treasure Island, and even the entire The mountain and river aura of the planet.
It was as if the auras of all the mountains and rivers were surrendering to him, unwilling or daring not to stand in his way.
Compared to the heaven, earth and universe, he is ordinary and ordinary, falling among the crowd. He is as bright as the sun, making it difficult for people to look directly at him.
"That person is..."
Jing Xiaolou's eyes suddenly condensed, and there was a huge wave in his heart.
"Mr. An?!"
Following Xue Zheng's gaze, Su Jie, Xu Hongyun, and Bai Hu were shocked at the same time and couldn't help blurting out.
The person who came was none other than An Qisheng.
As for the members of the Special Affairs Bureau who were following suit behind him, they were ignored by everyone present.
"Mr. Xue, we haven't seen you for a long time..."
As the words floated, An Qisheng seemed to be speaking slowly but actually quickly. Before the syllable came, he bowed slightly in front of Xue Zheng: "I have to ask you to come out to greet me, but you deserve it."
He has never had a master since he started learning boxing. Xue Zheng is the only one who has given him guidance. It can be said that he has a half-teacher relationship.
"Your achievements are truly earth-shattering."
Xue Zheng refused to accept his courtesy, shook his head slightly and said: "There is no before or after in learning, and the master is the teacher. You have a successful future, which is rare in ancient and modern times. I welcome you, but I should."
He turned sideways and was not polite, but the smile on his face was more gentle. He gave instructions to his juniors and never cared about anything in return. Treating each other with courtesy already made him quite happy.
It's just that my heart can't calm down for a while.
When this young man went up the mountain to seek advice, his boxing skills were not as good as those of Jing Xiaolou. However, after a few years, such earth-shaking changes have taken place.
Even though An Qisheng was right in front of him, he still couldn't tell how deep he was. It was like an abyss and a sea of stars, boundless.
This kind of achievement has surpassed everyone in the world today.
"Mr. An, you are going to become an immortal..."
Xu Hongyun murmured to himself, feeling a little dazed and a little unbelievable.
The last time he saw him, Mr. An's aura was like a dragon, but now it seemed that he was even more unfathomable. The two of them were obviously only a few steps apart, but in his feeling, they seemed to be far apart in the starry sky.
"When Master Xue taught me martial arts, he once said that if I achieve anything, I will present it to Master Xue."
An Qisheng straightened up and said softly: "Now, I have achieved something."
"Too modest."
Xue Zheng did not refuse and agreed calmly. Of course he understood how precious the Tao of a great master who was rare in ancient and modern times was.
"Mr. An."
At this time, Bai Hu and Su Jie both bowed their hands in greeting.
"Mr. An."
When Xue Zheng's disciples saw An Qisheng, their expressions changed slightly and they did not dare to neglect him.
Why don't they know who this is?
Jing Xiaolou hesitated for a moment, but then smiled and handed over his hand: "I haven't seen you for many days, but Brother An is flying in the sky. The number one or four words in the world are as heavy as Mount Tai."
"Brother Jing is out of town."
An Qisheng said, turning slightly to avoid Xu Hongyun who rushed forward, and smiled: "Long time no see, Taoist Xu is a little more enthusiastic."
An Qisheng was naturally somewhat impressed by this old Taoist priest who had praised him several times.
"In the past, the saint left Hangu Pass in the west, leaving behind five thousand words of morality, and left behind thousands of good stories and Taoist legends. Today I promise good luck..."
Xu Hongyun's chest was heaving, his words were incoherent with excitement, and he wanted to bow his head.
But Bai Hu had already slapped him on the back of the head, knocking him unconscious.
He hugged Xu Hongyun who was unwilling to faint, his old face was hot, and he kept talking: "I'm sorry, Xu may be hungover..."
Bai Hu gritted his teeth with hatred and regretted it endlessly. If he had known this, he should not have taken him out at all.
It's so embarrassing.
Everyone shook their heads and laughed. Only Su Jie and Jing Xiaolou did not laugh.
Although Xu Hongyun is crazy, doesn't what he said exactly echo what Xue Zheng said to himself on the top of the mountain before?
For a moment, both of them couldn't help but be surprised and doubtful. Could it be that there really is a Purple Qi Wanli?
"Why are you laughing?"
Xue Zheng glanced at the disciples and rebuked lightly: "You laugh at your elders, you don't know how high the world is."
All the disciples immediately stopped talking, lowered their eyebrows and did not dare to express their anger. .
"Master Xue..."
An Qisheng had no intention of hiding anything and directly explained his purpose: "I heard that Master Xue has the handwriting of Lao Dan, Sakyamuni and Yangming...
I don’t know, is that so? "
