Xu Qingchi saw Nan Chengfeng and stepped forward, and as he walked forward, the momentum around him immediately solidified, and the wind whistled outside, and it was impossible to pass through this small canyon.

Nan Chengfeng knew that Xu Qingchi's cultivation was not to be underestimated, but he didn't expect it to come to this point, if he kept three points of true qi, he was afraid that he would really die here. There are three qi in heaven and earth, but most people can only comprehend one of them, that is, the aura of all things, which enters the body with the aura, refines it into steel, and turns it into the purest true qi. The so-called righteousness of heaven and earth and the vitality of the world, ordinary people cannot comprehend the essence of it, this is the way of potential, which cannot be seen or touched.

When Xu Qingchi first went to Asano Mountain, he fought with Daoyuan for a round, although it seemed that there was no winner or loser, but in fact, Xu Qingchi won, and his cultivation should be above Daoyuan.

Daoyuan's cultivation has reached the Heavenly Sword Destroying Clouds, but like the Green Lantern Fairy, he has been unable to enter the Flying Sword Chasing Sun Realm for a long time. Xu Qingchi's cultivation will only be above the Heavenly Sword Destroying Clouds, whether he can reach the Flying Sword Chasing Day, which is similar to that He Taiao's cultivation, still needs the two of them to fight.

Nan Chengfeng is a descendant of the Nan family, although he doesn't know the essence of the art of painting spirits, but he still knows a thing or two about the tricks. Xu Qingchi's steps moved slightly, and the momentum changed again, and the surrounding wind was slaughtered, passing through the canyon. It seems that it is not Xu Qingchi alone, but the wind that spreads all over the mountains. The wind pierces through the human bones, and each one carries a majestic momentum, so that Nancheng does not dare to move.

Under such passivity, Nan Chengfeng waved his hand and drew a dragon.

In the Starry Night Valley, an inexplicable picture scroll suddenly unfolded, but a giant dragon opened its mouth between the two, but it disappeared in less than three breaths. Nan Chengfeng was behind the dragon, and as the dragon's figure disappeared, he seemed to turn into a green dragon and rushed straight to Xu Qingchi. This art of painting spirits is mysterious and unpredictable, and it can be skillful, but Nan Chengfeng only knows the fur, Qin Ran is lying on the ground, but he also sees it really, and he sighs in his heart: Banmen get an axe.

Xu Qingchi suddenly stood still, and the momentum changed again.

Nan Chengfeng's eyes trembled, Xu Qingchi seemed to disappear, but in the dark, there was a huge fist coming at him.

Xu Qingchi said leisurely: "I used to ...... back then" The words stopped, and a punch fell in front of Nan Chengfeng, two true qi burst out of sparks, and the wind swept around, but seeing the wind shadow fragmented, Xu Qingchi shook and passed by Nan Chengfeng's side.

Nan Chengfeng screamed in surprise, turned around and pounced, the surrounding grass and trees decayed and withered, and all the leaves became blades, shooting towards Xu Qingchi.

Xu Qingchi continued: "I once had a fight with the Nanshan Grand Official, and he said that my fist was not big enough to break this world. I asked him, why he couldn't break it, is it because my cultivation is not enough? The senior official shook his head and said to me: It's not that my cultivation is not high enough, and it has nothing to do with the realm. I was very puzzled, I didn't understand the mystery and cause and effect, and the senior official told me again: Because heaven and earth are infinite, and human power is only a drop in the ocean in this heaven and earth, if you want to break the heaven and earth, you are just putting yourself in this heaven and earth and becoming a part of death. ”

Your fist can hit a piece of the sky, but it is always in this sky, and under your feet, you are still stepping on this land.

All of them are illusory, and there is no way of gods and ghosts, so they can only be painted in a cage and laugh generously.

He turned, threw a punch, and said, "Do you understand?"

One punch opens the sun, and neither the wind nor time ends.

Nan Chengfeng roared and scolded: "Nonsense, what a mess, give me death." ”

He waved his hand and painted spirits wildly, and every grass and tree was a blade in the spirit.

With a punch that shattered everything, Qin Ran lowered his head vigorously, feeling the fist wind whistling past his body.

Nan Chengfeng's feet sank into the ground, his tiger eyes were shining, blood was dripping between his five fingers, and one after another blood-colored painting spirits turned into ghostly night owls, trying to stop this fist that met a god and killed a god. It's a pity that time is not on Nan Chengfeng's side, and Xu Qingchi's potential has his own sect.

In time, you will be able to become a grandmaster.

This canyon, the fist swept through.

Nan Chengfeng's body was shocked, as if he had been beaten by one hundred and eighty fists, Xu Qingchi walked in front of him, and said in his ear: "Brother Nan, he doesn't give it, you can't rob it, this is the righteousness of heaven and earth, you are messed up with righteousness, how to draw the spirit?"

Qin Ran was shocked in his heart, and looked at Xu Qingchi, he was so unfamiliar with this sentence.

Nan Chengfeng opened his mouth, spurted out a mouthful of blood, lay on his back on the ground, watched Xu Qingchi walk to Qin Ran's side, and carried him away. The pain in his heart was unspeakable but there was nowhere to vent, Xu Qingchi's punch hurt his foundation, not to mention the pursuit, if he wanted to stand up, he had to lie down for an hour or two. I just hope that I don't meet the enemy at this moment, otherwise I will regret it for the rest of my life when I get to Jiuquan.

It's just that... Who is that son?

This son, there is such a powerful servant, what does he want to do?

In the evil mountain, is there a great talent?

Xu Qingchi carried Qin Ran out of the canyon, looked at the sky, walked to the left path, and after a short time, he passed through the dense forest and entered the depths of the mountain. He walked in the mountains and wilderness that no one had walked, and he was very careful along the way, this person had to bring it to Gongzi, but I don't know how Gongzi talked to Wanfuzi in Laoshan, that Zhi ...... Can you get a glimpse of it?

Qin Ran couldn't speak, and he couldn't talk about it if he wanted to ask something, but he expected that Xu Qingchi was taking him to meet that son.

At ten o'clock in the evening, dawn was approaching.

Zhou Guican picked up a tea and said, "Old man, the younger generation came this time, and he didn't plan to get the old man's will. But I know that there is a person who wants to get it, and he is on the way, and the younger generation is not talented, so the old gentleman is naturally not afraid of that person, but the younger generation still wants to do his best to help the old gentleman. ”

Master Wan smiled lightly and said, "It seems that you also know, that man came once in the thirty years ago, he was too violent, he likes to kill, and he can't get my will." Thirty years later, I don't know if he has the ability, since you have the heart, but watch from the sidelines, he should be almost there. ”

Zhou Guican's face has matured a lot, and he has long lost the immaturity of the year, and he has everyone's demeanor in every move.

He put down the tea, gently swept his five fingers, and said, "Old man, the junior is doing his best to watch here, he may not come." ”

Wan Fuzi was a little surprised, and with an inexplicable will in his eyes, he looked at Zhou Guican.

Zhou Guican smiled faintly and said, "Junior, you have your own plans." ”

The night is cold and the wind is blowing.

A talented young man in a blue shirt sat at a table, the wind was rushing outside, and he looked at the door with a calm gaze. This man has an extremely handsome face, pink skin, like a baby, ordinary people can't wear a blue robe, but he wears it very suitable, not only not abrupt at a glance, but very pleasing to the eye.

Xiao Er came over and said, "Childe, what do you need?"

He shook his head and said, "I'll wait for friends." ”

Xiao Er said: "Then I'll give my son a pot of good tea." ”

He said, "No, two pots of bars, my friend likes to drink, and I like it too." By the way, what's the most famous wine you're here?"

Xiao Er gave a thumbs up and said, "Childe, when it comes to wine, that's the top thing in our Yunyu Inn." This Pingya Mountain is surrounded by hundreds of miles, only the wine of our Yunyu Inn, which makes people have an endless aftertaste, as the so-called is, yes, it is the three days without end. ”

He said: "The aftermath lingers for three days. ”

Xiao Er said: "Exactly, the best wine is called Turning Cloud Rain, you wait, I'll go get it." ”

Pingya Mountain and Yanluo Mountain side by side, roll the West Mountain, and then go more than 100 miles into the West Mountain, and Tianqu Pass is a little far, not as close as Yanluo Mountain. It was still dark, and no one was walking on the streets, but this inn was open, and I don't know if it was because of this handsome young man. Xiao Er took the wine, put it on the table, saw that he was still looking at the door, and said, "I don't know how long it will take for the people waiting for Gongzi to arrive, and the kitchen is so dangerous to prepare." ”

He picked up the wine, sniffed it, and said with a smile: "Yes, good wine, turning clouds and rain." He recited a few times and poured out a glass, only to see that the wine was pure, white as a clear spring, and if it weren't for the ripples, he thought that there was nothing in this bowl.

Xiao Er said: "The inn is open in the evening, and it will close at dawn." ”

He said: "This is strange, no one stays in the hotel in the middle of the night, but you still have the door open, why?"

Xiao Er said: "Childe doesn't know, this place is a post station with Yanluo Mountain and West Mountain, there will indeed be no one in the middle of the night, but you didn't see it today." In a year, for most of the year, those profound people come and go, so it's not lively. ”

He nodded, "I see." Just as he was about to continue asking, footsteps sounded outside.