Wanyang Realm is the world after Tianmen in the legend of Jiufujie.

An Qisheng already knew this.

However, it is extremely difficult for the gate of heaven to open from the bottom to the top, and it is even more incomprehensible from the top down.

The world of Wanyang Realm is vast, and there are plenty of inspirations. I don't know how many. With An Qisheng's cultivation at this time, he could not capture the Tianmen Qi Qi that he had sensed in the Jiufu Realm.

The distance between the two worlds, no matter how close, is an unimaginably long distance for individuals.

Without the gate of heaven, even thousands of years would be difficult to cross.

However, Tianmen is nowhere to be found, and it can be reached through Tianmen. There have been many "Su Hui" in Wanyang Realm in the past and present.

people, but not without a trace.

During the thirty years of meditation, he gradually grasped something.

"You, you, who are you looking for?" An Qisheng only stopped for a moment, and several servants before Sun's residence had already spoken tremblingly.

Zhu Dahai is more than thirty feet tall, burly like a giant, and has a strong visual impact on ordinary people, which can be said to be full.

In such a small town, although they have seen monks, where have they seen giants of this size?

"Tell your master, there are guests visiting."

An Qisheng said something slowly to relieve the tension in their hearts.

Those few servants did not dare to neglect, and they hurriedly assigned one person to go to the report, while the remaining few stood in front of the door, neither entering nor retreating.

An Qisheng had no intention of embarrassing them, standing far away, not approaching, just looking at the sky above Sun Mansion.

The theory of luck is mysterious and ethereal, but there is something that can be elusive.

The family that accumulates good will have Yu Qing, and the family that accumulates evil will have more disaster. The Sun House has a good reputation in this city. The family did not start out in business, nor was it an official family.

It is the wealth earned by craftsmanship. For hundreds of years, many good deeds have been done, and the city is well-known, and naturally has luck.

However, this luck had a tinge of blue and black before, and it was obviously vicious, so there were still twists and turns before the great luck flourished.

In ancient and modern legends, often after the family's collapse, only one son is left to rise up and turn around, and there are many examples of killing the Quartet, but there is a reason.

The cruelty of heaven and earth is reflected in all aspects. The gathering of luck in a thousand people and the gathering in one person are two completely different concepts.

Soon, the door of Sun's residence opened wide, and a group of people filed out. The old man who walked in the front bowed his hands from a distance, and his expression was extremely respectful.

"Old Master Sun Zhengyi, it's really a sin, a sin, if you don't know how long it is to come here."

The old man was relatively calm, but many people behind him were terrified, looking at Zhu Hai's majestic body, their hands and feet were shaking.

They are somewhat cultivated, but because of this, they are much more profound than those servants perceive.

"It's the impunity who came here rashly, so don't take offense at the head of the Sun family."

An Qisheng smiled, his expression calm.

However, the old man did not dare to even talk, and warmly greeted An Qisheng to enter the mansion for a chat.

In the crowd of the crowd into the Sun House.

This city is not big, and the wealthy people in the city are naturally not too extravagant. The Sun Mansion occupies a small area, but although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs, including water pavilions and rockeries.

The Sun Mansion and his party were apprehensive and looking forward to introducing An Qisheng into the main hall, and ordered the servants to prepare wine and food.

"I don't know where she came from? This time I came to my Sun Mansion, but I have a need?"

Waving his hand to let the others go down, Sun Zhengyi began to attack, testing An Qisheng's intentions

"If there is something I need to do, I will do my best to satisfy it."

"Homeowners don't have to."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

Sun Zhengyi's cautiousness also represents the attitude of ordinary people in this world towards monks: fear, apprehension, caution, and a hint of yearning and awe.

Any monk, in any secular dynasty, in any secular family, can almost do whatever they want.

"Should, should"

Sun Zhengyi smiled, how dare he be careless?

He also has some cultivation level, condensing his true form, although he has never had much negotiation with the cultivation world, but he has seen many monks.

But he had never seen such an unfathomable monk as the white-haired Taoist in front of him.

Not to mention this white-haired Taoist, he was just the burly giant sitting at the door, with a terrifying aura that he had never seen in his life.

The gap is like a mountain, how dare he be careless?

"My name is Yuanyang. This time I was very quiet and thoughtful, but I figured out that some of the descendants of the patriarch have some fate with me."

An Qisheng got straight to the point and stated his purpose directly.

Thirty years of meditation, although he could not find the location of the Heavenly Gate of the Long Floating Realm, he also captured the traces of other ascenders.

Of course, this is not just the reason for cultivation.

It was he who first knew who the ascendant was, and had a spiritual imprint, so he could track it down, but even so, it took him thirty years to find the trace of Sun En!

"Does the Taoist want to accept apprentices?"

Sun Zhengyi was first surprised, then overjoyed.

Cultivators do not socialize with mortals, just as dragons do not live with snakes. Ordinary people see monks, either because they have hatred or kindness, or else they have a relationship between master and apprentice.

Hearing that An Qisheng was here to accept his disciples, his heart suddenly fell to the ground.

"That's it."

An Qisheng nodded, and there was a hint of nostalgia in the depths of his eyes.

In a trance, I remembered the child who survived on the cliff when the sect was destroyed.

That's one of his few old friends.

"Thanks to the Taoist priest's attention, my Sun family is flattered."

Sun Zhengyi was gearing up, and quickly called out, "Third, bring out all the cubs in the family, don't miss anything!"

"Master, don't be in a hurry."

An Qisheng tapped on the table, and the old man suddenly became quiet.

"Master, you said."

Sun Zhengyi looked respectful.

"Calculate the time, there should be an hour, two quarters of an hour before that grandson of yours will be born."

An Qisheng's eyes were dim.

Vaguely, he sensed the changes in the surrounding celestial phenomena, and the changes were so subtle that they could not be detected by concentration.

"what?"

Sun Zhengyi was stunned for a moment, and then his heart groaned, as if he had remembered something, and his expression changed slightly.

Although his descendants were numerous, they were not so numerous that they could not be remembered.

His daughter-in-law, who was to give birth, seemed to be the only one.

Can

The big sun is in the sky, illuminating the sky and the earth, the splendor is splendid, and the glory is endless.

The moon sets, the sun rises.

In the early morning, it should be a little cool, but above the extreme western desert, it is extremely hot, and people in it, if they don't have deep internal skills, they will sweat profusely.

Shasha~

The wind blew Huang Shalie, and a horse came galloping, followed by a cloud of smoke that spread like a dragon for dozens and hundreds of feet.

It can be seen how fast the horse's feet are.

When the merchants in Mohai saw this scene, they immediately exclaimed.

The horse was well-proportioned and slender, with fire-like hair, and it was extremely majestic. It walked on the sand, but it was much faster than ordinary masters performing light work.

"Red Fire Chasing the Wind Horse! It is the top horse cultivated by Wang Quan Dao. According to legend, a Red Fire Chasing the Wind Horse is worth 100,000 gold!"

"100,000 gold? You think too much, this is priceless! According to legend, this red-fire chasing horse is the descendant of the mount of the Taoist king, and it is several times faster than the dragon horse!

I heard that this horse only eats spiritual rice and is extremely strong. It can run 11,000 miles a day and night, and it is not allowed to rest for several days. Who is coming? "

A businessman who can travel south and north is naturally well-informed, and the horse came from far away and was recognized by many people.

All a little shocked.

Today, there are recognized three treasures, the sword of kingship, the red fire chasing the wind horse, and the rice of Lingya.

Any one is enough to cause countless people to chase, but there are only a few that can really be obtained.

Those who are not talented and talented are not available, and the latter two are relatively good, but they are only relative to Wang Quanjian.

Most people will never see it in their lifetime.

Without him, I cherish it too much.

For example, this red-fire chasing horse is a pure-blooded descendant of the mount of the Taoist king. God knows how difficult it is to make that red horse give birth.

Lingya rice, also from Taoist Wangquan, is relatively large in number, but it is only relative.

huh~

The wind and sand drifted, and the red light disappeared, but for a moment, it had disappeared from the sight of everyone in the caravan.

The speed was too fast and too fast. There were hundreds of people in the entire caravan, but no one could see who the man on the horse was. He could only see that he was wearing black clothes and his temples were slightly frosted.

"Ah! I remember!"

Suddenly, someone in the caravan shouted loudly, attracting the attention of others.

"Do you still remember, the appointment on February 2?!"

The man was excited and his body was shaking a little.

"Hanhai Longsa February 2?!"

Others were also surprised.

February 2 is not a special day, but in this vast sea, it is not so.

In this vast ocean, the second day of February is a very special day.

Once, the supreme master, Daoist Wang Quan, was at the Hanlong Inn on the second day of the second month.

In one fell swoop, he established his status as the supreme master.

This day was also remembered by the entire Hanhai, and even the entire Jianghu. Every year on February 2, many martial arts people came here.

Drink alcohol at the place where the Taoist priests of kingship used to entertain the demons, kill Arhats, the wheel-turning king and other unparalleled masters.

"Yes, three years ago, the hero Sun En once said that on February 2, three years later, he would be entertaining the world's heroes at the Hanlong Inn!"

Now, everyone thought about it.

Isn't that the master who rode the 'Red Fire Chasing the Wind'~lightnovelpub.net~ the unparalleled master who wants to attend the banquet of the hero Sun En? !

The crowd was inexplicably excited.

In the sky, a dull thunder sounded, and then, there was the rhythm of a strong wind.

Kacha~

Electric snakes danced across the sky, and the celestial phenomena changed.

Outside the Hanlong Inn, the crowd was surging.

Countless martial arts practitioners carried knives and swords and waited quietly in various places in Huangsha. Although there were hundreds of thousands of people, there was no sound at all.

On the third floor of Hanlong Inn, Sun En sat by the window with a calm expression.

"Grandpa An"

He raised his glass to the wind, under his pale long eyebrows, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and there seemed to be endless waves hidden in it.

"After two hundred years, I finally tasted the loneliness of your old man"