That is the Spring and Autumn Dragon Sparrow Sword...

An Qisheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

The knife seemed to be about to be born.

Or, not just that sword, other gods and gods have also arrived at the time of birth.

The great fortunes of the world have ups and downs, there are lows and highs, and throughout history, peerless figures tend to emerge endlessly at a certain time, and after this period of time, talents wither.

After a lapse of seven hundred years, it seems that it is time for the Great Luck to flourish again and the birth of the gods and gods.

With the growing number of 'gods', he can already perceive the great luck in the dark.

Unfortunately, even if he knew that Sun Endang was the owner of the Dragon Sparrow Sword, he could not pinpoint the location of the Dragon Sparrow Sword.

However, it is not surprising to him that magic weapons are self-obsessed. From ancient times to the present, there are many people who have been searching for gods and gods. There are no shortage of them in all dynasties and dynasties.

And even if you are lucky enough to be lucky enough to meet the heavens, get the magic weapon, and want the magic weapon to recognize the master, it is impossible.

The soldiers of the past dynasties were all chosen by the gods.

"Dao, Grandpa Taoist."

Sun En, who was peeking from the corner of the wall, was startled and walked out holding the corner of his clothes.

These few months have passed, and although he is still not very cheerful, he is not the same as he used to be bitter and hated.

"Little Sun En, long time no see."

A rare smile appeared on Yun Dongliu's face.

"Uncle Yun."

Sun En clasped his fists in a similar way.

"So nice."

Yun Dongliu touched his head.

"Grandpa Daoist, I want to go to Zhongzhou to pay homage to Master. In a few months, it will be Master's sacrificial day..."

Sun En looked at An Qisheng.

But it was already known that the devil of the Dragon Slayer Gate had been killed, and it was An Qisheng who avenged himself.

‘Is this the traction in the dark? But it has some meaning...'

Thoughts flashed, An Qisheng looked at Yun Dongliu and smiled slightly:

"Master Yun, would you like to take a trip to Zhongzhou?"

Lovingly touched Sun En's little face, Yun Dongliu nodded:

"Naturally there is no problem."

"Thank you Uncle Yun."

Sun En was grateful.

"By the way, bring the other kid outside the door too."

When the two were about to go out, they suddenly heard An Qisheng speak.

At the corner of the wall, Liu Ming with a smirk also came out, scratching the back of his head with stubble: "Daoist, Master Yun..."

Yun Dongliu smiled wryly.

With two little guys, this trip will probably take half a year.

"This time out, I'm afraid it will take a long time to come back..."

Watching the backs of several people, An Qisheng's eyes fell.

Sun En is the owner of the Dragon Sparrow Sword. Once he goes down the mountain, under the induction of Qi, perhaps the Dragon Sparrow Sword will be born.

During the thought, he slowly closed his eyes, and in the perspective, countless spiritual imprints twinkled like stars in the night.

Once upon a time, he could not bear more than a hundred spiritual imprints, but there are more than a thousand, ten thousand?

From Fengzhou, to Qingzhou, Liangzhou, and Zhongzhou, all the masters he has seen are among them.

There are those who have only penetrated the bones and skin, but have not reached the internal organs, and there are those who have changed blood, those who have condensed their true qi, who have the size of the Qi channel, there are famous sects, there are evil ways and demon sects, and there are more than ten great masters of the gods.

To dream is to practice in itself.

A brand is a person's entire life experience, the convergence of various thoughts.

No matter how high or low one's martial arts skills are, whether they have something unique or not, the realization of the dream will help the growth of the 'God'.

In the past month, apart from instructing a few little guys to practice martial arts, he spent most of the time dreaming and digesting what he gained.

Summarize the martial arts you have learned.

This is an extremely long process, and even for him, it cannot be done overnight.

But he is not in a hurry, but enjoys the process.

Just like when he stood before the Divine Vein, he could step on it at any time, but he was still unhurried.

Just like the circulation of the world, the sun and the moon change, neither fast nor slow, neither slow nor slow, but cannot be changed.

The slower the accumulation, the more unstoppable it becomes.

hum~

As his mind moved, dozens of imprints all shone brightly.

Countless lights and shadows flowed in his heart like water waves.

Dragon Subduing Palm, Great Sun God Gang, Heavenly Devil Seven Killing Swords, Chilong Sword, Invincible Heavenly Gang, White Lotus Heart Sutra, Fighting Demon Heart Sutra......

All the peerless martial arts flickered on the many lights and shadows, and the performers were all those who had achieved great success in the peerless martial arts!

Just like, many masters are imparting their own experiences!

Even, in a single thought, they can feel all their subtle insights in martial arts from the beginning to the peak!

Throughout the ages, there have been some geniuses in martial arts in the Jiufu world.

But compared to the efficiency of An Qisheng at this time, it is not the same.

Even if it is how to replicate the hard-to-learn martial arts, he can cultivate it to the top in the blink of an eye, and even remove the old and bring out the new!

However, when martial arts has reached his level, it is no longer possible to improve martial arts secrets. He has learned a hundred martial arts, and more of it is to comprehend the essence of it and sort out his own martial arts system.

A truly powerful martial art, its strength is not in the change of moves, but in the will of the gods.

A truly tyrannical martial arts can even change a person's spirit and will.

Only by truly practicing a martial art can you use true qi to communicate with the world and affect the spiritual qi of the heaven and the earth. For those with divine veins, they can use their own qi veins as the source and true qi as their touch, and only then can they arouse the spiritual qi of heaven and earth.

And the reason why true qi can affect the world is because their own will has been imprinted on their bodies and true qi.

It is not true qi that affects heaven and earth, but 'God'!

Shenmai means that there is a spirit in the Qi channel, and there is a spirit in the true qi.

A divine vein martial arts must also have a 'god'.

Therefore, An Qisheng did not simply practice many martial arts, but used his own spiritual martial arts to fight against the divine will in countless martial arts, so as to polish his martial arts.

At this time, many lights and shadows flickered, as if a master was using his best martial arts, colliding with him again and again.

Under this kind of collision, the flaws in his martial arts, which are not perfect, will be enlarged infinitely, and then absorb the essence of many martial arts to make up for the flaws.

There is no perfect and undefeated martial arts in the world, and his martial arts naturally have flaws.

Under such a collision, he naturally gained a lot.

And every time he got something, he would dream of himself, choose the day when Wang Quan Dao opened the sect, and fight against Pang Wanyang who came from the body to prove it.

As the number one martial artist in this world, Pang Wanyang was not the real person, but he was also the best target for martial arts.

Since January, he has played against Pang Wanyang thousands of times, and every time he has gained something.

Gradually, An Qisheng's understanding of martial arts became more and more thorough, and his own martial arts background became more and more profound.

......

Time is like water, time is like a shuttle, the sun and the moon are changing on the top of Wangquan Mountain.

In a blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

In the past six months, as the news of Wang Quan Dao's establishment of a sect spread, more and more people came to apprentice.

Many tycoons and tycoons came with their sons and daughters. If they wanted to send their disciples to the sect of kingship, it was best to worship directly under the sect of An Qisheng.

As for An Qisheng's former name of Gorefiend, no one seems to care anymore.

It is a pity that even though it has been half a year since Wang Quan Dao was established, there is not a single person who really worships the disciples.

Many people in the arena who came with their children were very disappointed.

It stands to reason that after the establishment of the sect, the disciples will be widely accepted, and the behavior of Wang Quandao makes many martial arts people unpredictable.

On this day, there were still people coming and going at the foot of Wangquan Mountain. Some people went up the mountain, some went down the mountain, and many people stopped in front of the Jiejian Stone, wanting to understand the mystery of the Jiejian Stone.

In the past six months, as some people insisted on holding their swords up the mountain and blood poured down the mountain, it was naturally known that there was a powerful martial arts in this sword-solving stone.

It is a pity that in the past six months, more than a thousand people have come and gone, but no one has been able to learn martial arts from them.

It's just that there are always people who feel that they are special, and what others can't do, they may not be able to do it themselves.

For example, an old man and a young man standing in front of the stone monument at this time.

In the eyes of the people who come and go, it is such a person.

The young man looked about eleven or twelve years old, and his face was handsome and fair, which made people feel good at first glance, but the old man was tall and broad, with gray hair draped, like a burly male lion.

Such an old man and a young man naturally attracted the attention of many people.

"This old and young have extraordinary bearing, I don't know where is the sacred?"

"There are too many masters in the world, who can't know each other? I will come to apprentice, I guess they are also masters of loose people."

"It's a pity that Wang Quandao doesn't seem to have the intention of recruiting disciples. I'm afraid this one won't be able to see Wangquan Daoist..."

Several people nearby talked a lot, some guessed the identity of the old man, and some joked.

The old man and the young man didn't seem to hear what other people were talking about, he just looked at the stone tablet in fascination.

After a long time, the old man sighed:

"This kind of martial arts is really amazing."

"Uncle, did you see anything?"

The young man was a little curious.

The old man did not answer, but instead asked:

"Kaiyu, what do you think about the three words on the stone tablet?"

"The words are beautiful..."

The boy named Kaiyu said without hesitation:

"Iron painted silver hooks, strong and powerful, and the brushwork is strange. I have never seen this type of font before. If you don't talk about other words, few people in the world can write these three words. The calligraphy of the Taoist priest must be very good, very good. "

The old man laughed: "That's right."

"Where's your uncle?"

The boy asked again.

"I saw a dark red guillotine..."

The old man's eyes were dimly lit~lightnovelpub.net~ Guillotine? "

The young man was stunned, and the others who heard this were also stunned.

I glanced at the stone tablet again, and I don't know how the old man saw the guillotine.

"Let's go and see that king's authority."

The old man ignored the others, paced past the Sword Solving Stone, and climbed the stairs.

The boy followed suit.

The others were thinking about his words to themselves, and turned their heads to look, but they were surprised that the old man and the young man had disappeared on the mountain road in such a short time!

As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, the old man's heart moved, and he raised his eyebrows to look.

I saw a dark cloud above the sky, rippling like ink, and in an instant, it enveloped the entire Wangquan Mountain!

"This is... Yinshen Out of Body?"