The turbulent True Qi slowly spread out among the five internal organs.

Wherever he passed, countless dense Qi meridians and meridians appeared, which almost covered the internal organs and six viscera.

The precondition for the continuous growth of true qi is the cycle. Whether it is a big Zhoutian or a small Zhoutian, the cycle can only be endless, and it can also produce a defense similar to horizontal training.

Therefore, throughout the ages, there are often people in the martial arts who can't stand the monotony and hard work of condensing the Qi pulse, and choose to condense the small Zhoutian.

In their opinion, even if Xiao Zhou Tian condenses, the power of the Qi pulse is not comparable to the real Qi realm.

As for Xiao Zhoutian, there is almost no possibility of being promoted to the divine vein.

Those who have condensed the Great Zhoutian are less than one in a hundred who can advance to the Divine Vein!

"air pulse"

An Qisheng's mind was filled with a mirror hanging high, and an extremely complicated meridian map was reflected in the sea of ​​his mind.

This is the way he collected many qi channels to condense, compared with the meridian map of the previous life, and constructed after countless experiments in the dream, the most consistent with the human body, the most complete meridian map.

He dare not say that this meridian map surpasses all martial artists in Jiufujie, but it must be the most suitable for his body.

hum~

The internal organs are hot and the blood is boiling.

Under the control of An Qisheng's inhuman strength, his true qi scattered in all directions, simultaneously extending from the ends of many qi veins at the same time.

If there are masters who have condensed Qi meridians to see this scene, they will definitely not believe it.

Any martial artist must be careful when condensing qi meridians, find one, and always compare the meridian map and try to figure out the thoughts of the predecessors.

Where can there be An Qisheng, thousands of meridians go hand in hand!

How terrifying is the mental strength and spirit required for this?

With the flow of infuriating energy, An Qisheng felt that his internal organs were indescribably relaxed and lively.

In the area covered by the infuriating network, every subtle place, and even every cell is becoming active, as if emitting a silent cry.

An Qisheng has an incomparably strong control over his physique, and he can faintly feel that his body is slowly strengthening, which is imperceptible, but real.

call!

Suck!

An Qisheng's breathing was gentle, and as he began to carry and condense his infuriating energy, the whole room suddenly became darker, and he couldn't see his fingers.

Time passed.

The night gradually subsided, and the stars gradually disappeared in the blue sky.

"call!"

The boat boss wiped the sweat on his face, looking back and wanting to call the boatman to replace it.

But he was stunned.

At this moment, the sky is getting brighter, and the night will not fade, but the visibility is already extremely high.

But when he looked at it, he only felt that it was pitch black, and he was startled immediately.

"What's wrong?"

The other boatman couldn't help but look back when he heard the shout.

He was also startled at this sight, so he didn't fall to the ground.

"How is it possible, how is it possible"

The captain of the boat looked sluggish, sometimes looking at the sky, sometimes at the river, and sometimes looking around.

Everything between heaven and earth is as usual, only their ship seems to be swallowed up by the abyss, and it is dark without a trace of light!

boom!

At this moment, he intuitively felt that the ship under his feet shook.

A gust of air pierced the cabin wall, piercing the darkness with a whistling, like a qi sword, it pulled out several meters on the deck before it slowly dissipated in front of him.

"what!"

He staggered and almost fell off the boat. Fortunately, he also had martial arts skills, and after staggering, he still stood still.

Looking up again, I saw the white-robed old Taoist priest pacing out of the cabin.

He was still white-haired and slender, but at this time he was pacing, but it seemed to be glowing, occupying all his sight.

It was as if he was the only one in the world, the center of the world.

This strange thought flashed through his mind, and he woke up with a start. The darkness in his sight had completely dissipated, and everything was back to normal.

The deck, the red horse, the companion, the cabin again appeared in sight.

"Accidentally destroying a cabin, this silver note will be counted as the ship's fare, please make amends."

With a smile on An Qisheng's face, he flicked it, and a silver note strayed towards the ship's boss.

At the same time, his mind moved, and the ship had already docked towards the shore.

"This"

The captain of the boat stretched out his hand to take the silver note, looked at its denomination, and immediately widened his eyes: "One, one thousand taels?!!!"

What is the concept of 10,000 taels?

An ordinary family of three would not spend more than five taels of silver a year, even if they were not thrifty.

This ten thousand taels of silver is enough for two hundred families of three to spend a year!

Even if he bought the whole boat, it was only three or four hundred taels of silver!

This silver ticket is enough to buy two or three ships like him!

"Dao, Lord Dao, this, this is too much!"

The captain of the boat has a dry mouth, but his heart is full of emptiness. The money of these martial arts people can be hot.

"Give it to you, and take it."

While talking, the boat had docked, and An Qisheng led a red horse and set foot on the shore.

"Master Dao!"

What else did the captain want to say.

An Qisheng had already turned over, and before leaving, he looked back at the captain of the boat:

"Don't look back, go down the river, don't look back until the mountains and rivers are exhausted, otherwise, you will be killed!"

After the captain of the ship was stunned for a moment, he saw the red horse neighing away, and a few flashes had disappeared from his sight.

"This"

The boss of the ship was indecisive with the bank note, and finally decided to write a letter after gritted his teeth.

Not to mention the miraculousness of this old Taoist priest, it is this silver note, even if he wanders for three or five years, it is also worth a thousand dollars!

After making up his mind, the captain of the boat shouted:

"Brothers, let's sail!"

An hour later, five building ships broke through the waves.

Huhu~

The moist morning wind rose and blew the corpse of the little **** who had been pumped to death on the high mast.

"stop!"

On the deck, Fang Yuhong suddenly made a sound, and the sound transmitted to five building ships.

huh~

The five building ships stopped almost at the same time.

"His breath suddenly turns here!"

Fang Yuhong's robe hunting, his expression became colder:

"Although I don't know what tricks he is playing, the breath will not be wrong!"

"Get to the shore!"

Yang Ling walked out of the cabin, the long knife on his back clanking:

"There is a lot of delay, it's time to solve it!"

With red eyes, Zhao Changying walked out of the cabin, her towering chest heaving, her anger still not subsided:

"Chase! Be sure to catch up with him!"

On the sixth day of the seventh lunar month, the sun hangs in the sky and it is clear.

Backed by heavy mountains and covering an area of ​​more than ten miles, the chivalrous gate is brightly decorated, and the open gate is full of traffic.

Many disciples of the chivalrous sect lined up on both sides, lined up ten feet, to welcome guests.

It has been more than a month since Yun Haitian issued the call. Since this month, there have been so many guests coming and going from the chivalrous gate, which has made all the disciples of the chivalrous gate secretly complain.

Although Yun Haitian summoned the masters who are on the list of weapons, but his reputation is too big, and the matter has spread widely.

But whoever heard of the martial arts people who don't want to join in the fun?

Especially those who have received the favor of the chivalrous gate, when they heard about this, they all shouted, saying that they wanted to strengthen their reputation for the chivalrous gate.

Therefore, the chivalrous gate, which occupies a large area, is actually overcrowded, and the food, vegetables, fruits, chickens, ducks and livestock that have been accumulated for many days are almost empty.

This made the already poor chivalrous door even more stretched.

This is still the case when many people know that the chivalrous door is poor and bring their own dry food, otherwise, the chivalrous door will lose a lot of face this time.

"The head of Songhemen, the real person of Songmu"

"Elder of Canfeng Temple, Master Zhichang"

"Walking Thousands of Miles Alone, Hero Zhou"

"The owner of Qingtao Valley, Mr. Feng Buliu"

Yun Dongliu stood in the team, and when he saw people coming and going, several senior brothers smiled and chatted with people, and felt extremely boring in their hearts.

These people in the martial arts dare to come together in any way, but Yun Haitian is a person, and if there are people in the martial arts who have not been found to be evil, there is no reason to keep them out.

But is this liveliness good?

One is not good, but it will kill people!

"Fist shakes three mountains, Hanfeng hero!"

Suddenly, the noisy crowd fell into a brief calm.

Yun Dongliu looked up and saw a motorcade stopped not far away, and a burly old man like a lion strode over.

Wherever they passed, a group of martial artists retreated one after another, daring not to block their way.

"This old man seems to have never heard of it."

There are budding juniors who are curious to ask the elders.

Then he was reprimanded: "This old man has been famous for more than 20 years, and he is also famous on the land list. A pair of iron fists shook Hanzhou. Although he has never established a sect, he is also an incredible figure."

"Where is Brother Yun?"

Hanfeng came in stride, and before anyone arrived, the sound came first, if it was like a lion, the sound was loud.

"The tutor is in the hall at the moment, senior is coming with me."

The disciples of the own chivalrous door stepped forward to greet him and led him in.

"Forget it, there are quite a few masters on the Earth Ranking list."

A hint of heaviness flashed in Yun Dongliu's heart:

"That Feng Qingxuan hasn't posted this month, but he doesn't know what to do"

For more than a month, the chivalrous door has been extremely lively, with people coming and going, but Yun Dongliu was extremely uneasy.

Feng Qingxuan was nowhere to be seen, and some people said that he was afraid of the gathering of many masters in the chivalrous door.

But he did not believe that the disciple of the Six Prison Demon Venerable, who had been the No. 1 throne in the world for many years, would be so easily frightened.

He was worried, but there was nothing he could do.

"I can only hope that the heroes can kill that devil cub"

Turning his thoughts in his mind, Yun Dongliu only felt that the surroundings suddenly became quiet, and only then did he realize that the senior brothers in front of him had already led people in.

He shook his head and went up to meet him.

As soon as he raised his head slightly, Yun Dongliu was stunned. The two women who came to him were unexpectedly.

These two women, one in white and the other in red, although they were covered with veils, they could see their graceful posture and bright eyes.

If you don't look at their faces, but just look at their temperament, you will know that the two are stunning beauties.

Especially the red-clothed woman, those eyes were even more clearly black and white, as if there were Autumn Shui Xinghe inside, and his heartbeat couldn't help speeding up as they flowed.

"Dare to ask who the two heroines are?"

Only then did Yun Dongliu know why the surroundings were quiet.

Yuguang glanced ~lightnovelpub.net~ The martial arts people around were also amazed by the two. At this moment, their eyes were all focused on the two women, and there were even many indecent sounds of drooling.

"My concubine is Liu Xian'er. This is my junior sister, Li Lian'er. The two of us are under the tutelage of Jingyue Shitai. This is the first time we traveled down the mountain. When I heard that Zhongzhou was lively, I came to take a look."

The woman in white replied softly.

The tone of voice was soft and soft, and the martial arts people around felt as if their hearts were being brushed back and forth by a small brush, and their hearts were itching unbearably.

"Master Jingyue"

Yun Dongliu thought for a while, then cupped his hands and said, "The visitor is a guest, and the two female fairies will come with me."

"There is Hero Laoyun."

The woman in white responded, pulling her junior sister behind her.

The red-clothed woman's eyes flowed, and she swept through the martial arts people around, with a hint of deep indifference in the depths of her eyes like autumn water.