Qi is the dividing line between a warrior and an ancient warrior.

And the size of the Qi Sea determines how far an ancient warrior can go in the future.

Over the past thousands of years, the knowledge of Qi and Qi has been gradually perfected by the efforts of future generations.

So the legends about those ancient warriors were recorded.

Leng Jianfeng took a plane overnight, and he got off the plane directly the next morning, called the senior in advance, and went directly to the taxi.

Arriving at the destination, Leng Jianfeng, under the leadership of the disciples of his predecessors, walked forward quickly.

"Brother Leng, I've heard about the information you mentioned, are you sure?"

Leng Jianfeng stopped and said solemnly, "I'm very sure, that guy ......"

Leng Jianfeng clenched his fists, and even after a night had passed, the shock still surged through his mind, making him suffocate and sit still.

"Then follow me quickly," the disciple went directly, and Leng Jianfeng also put away his mood and quickly followed.

"Juniors meet the old-timers!" Coming to the back garden, Leng Jianfeng clenched his fists, and then looked up at an old man who was fishing.

"Come in," the old man said calmly.

Leng Jianfeng didn't think much about it and came to the old man's side.

Only then did the old man calmly glance at Leng Jianfeng and said, "What you said, I have already confirmed it for you." ”

"Is it really?" the tone was a little hurried and nervous.

"Well, yes, as you think. ”

"Boom!"

Leng Jianfeng's face turned pale, and he looked frightened.

"Impossible, how could he have such an opportunity," Leng Jianfeng shouted unwillingly.

"But what can you do with that kind of ominous Qi Sea, in fact, in history, although there are very few people who have that kind of Qi Sea, it is not nothing, but you see, how many people can develop that kind of Qi Sea to the extreme?"

First the Southern Barbarian, the later son of the world, and then Jiang Liu'er and others.

Leng Jianfeng was silent.

The old man said with a leisurely expression, "The only person who can control this kind of Qi Sea is probably only six hundred years ago, and he is the only one." ”

This person is none other than Jiang Liu'er, an ancient warrior who exists like a god.

Indeed, with an ominous Qi Sea like Zhang Fan, the only one who can exert its true power is that big man.

A terrifying powerhouse that even Master Qingfeng could only look up to.

There are few legends about that big man, but if you take one thing, you can call it a myth.

Six hundred years ago, the ancient martial arts were as strong as a cloud, and it was also the heyday of the ancient martial arts world.

The wind and clouds are out of my generation, laughing and talking about the world.

Such arrogant words were not exaggerated at all 600 years ago.

"So why worry about this?" the old man flipped over with one hand, and the bamboo pole was raised, and he saw only a fat and large grass carp that was loaded into the bamboo basket.

Fang just got up and walked slowly to the pavilion, and after a long time, he heard the old man's small voice coming, "What's the name of that son, whose son is it?"

Leng Jianfeng hurriedly replied, "Zhang Fan, it's just a ruffian in the world, it's better to be a lower embryo." ”

The old man smiled bitterly, "It looks like he has a bit of a holiday with you." ”

Leng Jianfeng was silent.

"Since you don't enter the stream, then there is no need to worry, stay here and have a meal. ”

Leng Jianfeng nodded, and went up to the fish.

……

"You kid, you have such an opportunity!"

Yan Changkong suddenly opened his tiger eyes, and his eyes burst out with two soul-stirring lights.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Fan didn't think so, anyway, he was going to give up the ancient martial arts.

"I'm really angry, such an opportunity is on you, a scrap metal!" the inexplicable Yan Changkong scolded angrily again.

Zhang Fan was not happy.

"Uncle, am I digging your ancestral grave? ”

Zhang Fan's face darkened, he wondered if he had offended this guy, and nine out of ten sentences were scolding himself.

"What kind of opportunity? I don't even have Qihai, where did the opportunity come from. ”

"It's not that you don't have Qi Hai, it's that your Qi Sea is more special, and ordinary people really can't find it," Yan Changkong sighed helplessly.

"Six hundred years ago, it was the heyday of the ancient martial arts world, in fact, there were a few examples like yours, when they were young, they were all called dragons and phoenixes among people. ”

"It's a pity, after all, it was a touch of stars in the Milky Way, but it was only a flash, and only that big man finally succeeded in mastering this kind of Qi Sea. ”

"Big shot, is there a good Master of the Breeze?"

Yan Changkong looked at Zhang Fan like an idiot, "Although the old man Qingfeng is powerful, if he compares with that big man, there is still a big gap. ”

Zhang Fan didn't expect such a terrible character to appear in Huaxia, fortunately, they were just mixed in the ancient martial arts world, if they were allowed to appear in the employment world, judging from their own level three years ago, they would be completely killed in minutes.

"What's the name of that big man?" Zhang Fan was curious.

"Jiang Liu'er!" Yan Changkong said with great respect, "It is rumored that Jiang Liu'er's predecessor is an orphan, six hundred years ago, there were constant wars, and Jiang Liu'er's predecessor was lucky to be rescued by the old monk in the lower reaches of the bloody river when he was young. ”

"By mistake, the old monk found out that Jiang Liu'er's predecessors had a Qi Sea like you, you must know that this kind of Qi Sea had appeared in the ancient martial arts world before this, and the most famous and infinitely beautiful son was unparalleled in the world. ”

"Who is stronger, Gongzi Shiwushuang or Jiang Liu'er?"

Yan Changkong was interested in these strong people, and laughed excitedly, "Although his son Shi Wushuang was very strong at that time, how could he be compared to Jiang Liu'er's predecessors. ”

Jiang Liu'er showed Qi Hai at the age of three, broke the ghost qi at the age of five, and was already at the peak level of the eighth stage of the tiger spirit at the age of ten.

Fourteen years old, guess what?

"Dragon's Peak?"

"Not to mention the peak of the dragon, at the age of fourteen, he went out of the mountain, holding the seven-foot withered vine that was folded in the mountain, and he turned the entire ancient martial arts world upside down. ”

"And then?"

Later, he went to challenge the strongest man in the ancient martial arts world at that time, and Gongzi was unparalleled. ”

"He won?"

"No, after all, he was too young back then, but it was also because of that war that Jiang Liuer was known as the withered vine madman. ”

At that time, he regretted the defeat of Gongzi Shiwu, nailed the seven-foot withered vine to the city wall, and made a promise with Gongzi Shiwushuang to fight again after three years. ”

Three years have passed in a flash, but it is a pity that what was originally a war that attracted the attention of the world has become a regret.

When Jiang Liu'er came again, she saw the corpse of Gongzi Shishuang.

Zhang Fan was slightly stunned, "Why did you die suddenly?"

Yan Changkong's thoughts flew back, glanced at Zhang Fan, and said solemnly, "This is what I want to tell you next." ”

"This kind of Qi Sea of yours is also called ominous, and while bringing a huge amount of Qi, it will also erode the master, and if you want to be immortal, you can only reach the level of the eighth stage of the dragon peak. ”

"That son Shiwushuang died because of erosion, and then Jiang Liuer's predecessors could only sigh, turned around and left, and it was difficult to meet opponents in the world from then on. ”

"So the reason why Jiang Liu'er didn't die is that he already has the level of the eighth stage of the dragon peak?

This ominous Qi Sea has not appeared for hundreds of years, so I said that this Qi Sea appeared on you, which is a waste.

Zhang Fan was speechless, he blamed himself.

"Since it appeared on you, it can't be changed, I will tell you how to perceive the existence of Qi in the future, although you can't have the level of your ancestors, but at least if you are lucky in the ancient martial arts world, you can still mix up a little fame. ”

"Oh, no, because I didn't plan to become an ancient martial artist at all," Zhang Fan said.

"What are you talking about, stinky boy, do you say it again?" Yan Changkong grabbed Zhang Fan's neckline, his eyes as if he was about to breathe fire.

He was unruly and unruly, doing whatever he wanted in the ancient martial arts world, and only accepted one apprentice in his life, but he died.

Now he was merciful and decided to spice Zhang Fan personally, but he was refused.

Suddenly, the donkey temper of the wild goose was committed.

"Didn't you say that this would erode me, I'm not as powerful as Jiang Liu'er's predecessors, what if I die, I still have to marry a daughter-in-law." ”

"You ......" Yan Chang's air almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, pointed at Zhang Fan, and trembled with anger, "You are really rotten wood that cannot be carved, you are completely incomparable with your eldest brother, you waste!"

Zhang Fan sneered, "It's better to be a waste than to die." ”

Yan Changkong swore that he wanted to kill.

"How do you say that, you may not succeed if you work hard, but if you don't work hard, it must be very cool. ”

"You waste, slap you and me to death today!" Yan Changkong finally couldn't help it, and slapped Zhang Fan with a fierce palm.