Scare!

Li Ling was so frightened that he trembled, jumped up, and was about to flee.

She secretly hated in her heart, and while fleeing, she didn't forget to take a hard look at the little bastard with short hair and a smooth face.

What is this place?

Under the mountain of kingship!

If she alarmed others, where would she escape?

Among the people who came to greet him during the day, there was a master of qi veins.

"Huh?"

Yundong's eyes condensed, and the long knife came out of the body between the steps, and the knife light slashed across the air like a match:

"Go back!"

The long knife buzzed, the cold air swept by, the grass and trees within ten zhang were all lurking, and the sword light surged up like a wave, wave after wave, forcing Li Ling to retreat and return.

"Get out of the way!"

Li Ling gritted his teeth and flashed away, his hands were raised, and the Heavenly Maiden scattered flowers, swaying out a large piece of gray medicinal powder, and the internal force was drumming, and it was already blowing towards Yundongliu.

She condensed several qi veins, and her true qi had already condensed, and this time she drummed, and the medicinal powder spread dozens of zhang at once.

If you want to chase her, you have to carry this wave of powder.

"Strong aphrodisiac??"

The corners of Yun Dongliu's mouth twitched, and he stepped back with Liuming.

After condensing his true qi, except for some dilute poisons, he is immune to poison, but aphrodisiac is not poison.

Even if the qi pulse is not careful, it will be hit.

Not to mention, there is also a little monk in it.

If Liuming is recruited, he will not have the face to see the head of the royal power.

Forced to retreat Yundongliu, Li Ling rolled on the spot to avoid the wanton knife qi, and was about to escape.

No, a cold snort exploded in her ears:

"Who is it that dares to come to Wangquan Mountain to be presumptuous!"

A cold snort.

In the brightly lit Hall of Inquiry, a white shadow burst out, its speed was extremely fast, as if tearing the air between steps, and in a few blinks of an eye, it had already spanned hundreds of feet of night.

When the wind was howling, he stood in front of Li Ling.

"Fan Zimin ......."

Li Ling's heart sank, and he had already recognized that this white-clothed figure was the one he had seen in the daytime, Fan Zimin, a master of the land list.

"It turned out to be you."

Fan Zimin raised his chin slightly, and his face was cold:

"The Taoist Lord spared your life, and you still dare to escape? Will you go back on your own, or will I do it? ”

Li Ling smiled reluctantly: "What did the seniors say?" The little woman just saw that the moonlight was beautiful tonight, and when she came out for a walk, where did she dare to run? ”

She was angry.

turned around and walked towards Wang Quan Mountain, took two steps, she stopped again, looked back at Liuming who was being carried by Yun Dongliu, and asked with a smile:

"Little brother, what's your name?"

She hates.

She has learned an extremely wonderful stealth method, and the reason why she was able to sneak into the chivalrous gate last time was also thanks to this secret method, and this time she was able to escape from the mountain.

Unexpectedly, he was discovered by this little ghost.

"Well said!"

Liuming broke free of Yun Dongliu's wrist, coughed lightly on the ground, took a gesture, and said lightly: "The little master will not change his name or change his surname, his surname is Sun Mingen, old woman, you can remember it!" ”

Old lady?

Li Ling's breathing was stagnant, so he couldn't bite his tongue.

took a deep look at Liuming:

"Sun Eun, is it? The old lady remembers you! ”

With that, he obediently walked up the mountain.

Syllable~

Yun Dongliu slapped him on the back of the head, and scolded 'slippery head' before thinking about Fan Zimin:

"Thank you, Brother Fan, for your help."

Fan Zimin also gave himself up, with a smile on his face:

"This little lady is not Brother Yun's opponent, but the people are abrupt."

As he spoke, he paused and said, "I don't know what to ask Brother Yun ....... below."

"Live up to the trust!"

Yun Dongliu's face was a little strange.

The last time he left the mountain, he was stopped by Fan Zimin, who had to help him hand over some manuscripts to some storytellers, and told him to give money.

He had heard of giving money to people to tell stories, and most of them were fledgling young heroes who made a name for themselves.

And the manuscript handed over to him by Fan Zimin is full of deeds touting the royal power, seven of which are true, three are hearsay, and some are very exaggerated.

It made him look a little smacked.

"So, thank you, Brother Yun."

Fan Zimin smiled even more kindly.

.......

Wang Quan Dao Mountain Gate, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes like lightning through the night, illuminating the entire house.

His perception spread for dozens of miles, and the entire Wangquan Mountain was within the scope of his perception, and he could naturally detect what was happening under the mountain.

Whether it was Sun En's departure or Li Ling's escape, he 'saw' it very clearly.

"Dragonsparrow Knife ......"

An Qisheng's eyes fell, and a ray of expression converged.

He naturally knew why Sun En left, and it was nothing more than that the Dragon Bird Sword sensed the breath of the Dragon King's armor, or sensed the danger, so he urged Sun En to leave.

Although Sun En's mind is firmer than that of ordinary children, he is also a child in the end, and he is armed with a dragon and bird sword, and it is instinctive to seek good fortune and avoid evil.

His own existence, in the perception of the Dragon Bird Knife that has not yet fully recovered, must be an extremely dangerous existence.

It is reasonable that they will escape.

Call~

He lifted the dragon king armor on his lap.

On top of the originally gray armor, there was a subtle red-gold light at this time.

That wisp of red gold looked insignificant compared to the entire armor, but the appearance of this ray of light represented that his refining of the Dragon King Armor had been successful.

Dafeng's two hundred years of national fortune training are not useless in the end, and they will not be wiped out by the will of the Dragon King Armor in a short time.

This is what it should mean.

"If you do this every day, you can refine it in thirteen years......."

An Qisheng touched the wisp of red gold on the edge of the armor, and his tentacles were cold and hot:

"It would be better if we could last longer......."

Compared with the divine soldiers themselves, the martial arts essence and fighting instinct of the previous generations of soldiers are more important to him.

It is naturally better to have an opponent to confirm than to close your eyes to build a car.

As his martial arts become more and more sophisticated, in the world, only the master of the soldiers can be his opponents, but at this time, the master of the soldiers is still young, and tying them together is not enough for him to fight with a little finger.

Therefore, the celestial and human divine weapons are very useful to him.

The clash of divine minds was the same for him as a real battle, because his control over the physical body was meticulous, and his movements and thoughts were infinitely convergent.

It's a pity that the Dragon King Armor can't last long.

Stroking the cold and hot magma Dragon King armor, An Qisheng couldn't help but think of Pang Wanyang.

He still has heavenly and human divine weapons to reflect, and there may be a soldier master in the future, but Pang Wanyang is a real invincible.

The top of the snow-capped mountain has been sitting for 40 years, and the world is invincible.

How boring it must be.

The thought flickered, and he closed his eyes again, his mind flowing, and he reached for the dragon king's armor again.

The room was dark again, except for the faint sound of breathing.

No one knows that the Taoist who meditates cross-legged has not stopped for a minute, and is experiencing thrilling battles.

The days that followed.

It seems that calm has returned again.

In the daytime, he sometimes collects medicine in the deep mountains, and takes a look at Bai Xian'er, Li Ling and others who are breaking stones in the deep mountains.

After that, he instructed the three disciples, and in addition to that, he went to the Hall of Inquiry to give lectures and discuss the essence of the Tao with many disciples.

In the rest of the world, or sit on the top of the mountain and watch the ebb and flow of the sea of clouds, it is to go to Yangxiao Hall to listen to a storytelling and taste whether the skills of the chefs who have been taught have improved.

The rest of the time, in addition to dreaming of a hundred martial arts, is to use the previous generations of soldiers in the Dragon King Armor as opponents to polish their martial arts and martial arts.

In addition, it is the Han Taste Palace, which communicates with him every half month.

Han Weigong ascended the throne as the king, trembling every day, and was entangled in many political affairs, but fortunately, he was a god and energetic, so he would not be in a hurry.

But Rao is like this, and he also writes to him every time to ask about Anqisheng's various things.

The establishment of a sect is not so easy, let alone a sect that wants to prosper forever and can influence the world.

Even if he had seen something in the dream of an old monk, it was by no means easy.

A complete set of martial arts also needs to have a complete system, or in other words, culture.

There are many monks in Huangjue Temple, but why they are based on Buddhism is because of this reason.

Martial arts, law, and Taoism, these are the three thresholds that An Qisheng set for the way of kingship.

After reading through the Tao and understanding the essence of the teachings, understanding the Dharma and agreeing with it, then the martial arts are taught.

Naturally, he wouldn't say that it was because he hadn't yet summed up the complete martial arts.

In addition to martial arts, the inheritance of a sect and the elixirs needed were all things that he needed to consider.

He entered the mountain not only to comprehend nature, but also to taste all the herbs, wanting to summarize the elixir that is easy to find and can best increase internal strength.

The opening of mountains and rocks is not only for the migration and convergence of the earth's veins and qi, but also for the mineral veins and cultivated land.

He started the sect, not to cultivate a group of vampires who are fierce with martial arts, and it is very important to be self-sufficient.

He has the method of falling into a dream, and he is a good pill furnace, and he has taken the pills, and he can distinguish all the pharmacological pills, but for half a year, he has already summarized the treatment of internal injuries, the continuation of muscles and bones, the increase of internal force, the nourishment of spirit, qi and blood.

and even grinding muscles and bones and other prescriptions.

also finally let him practice one, a big Dan that can increase the internal strength of Jiazi, and was named Wang Quan Dan.

On the contrary, it is martial arts, because he has learned too much, but the progress is not very fast.

Until the expiration of the three-year period, the first batch of disciples of the Wenxin Hall really worshiped under the royal power of the Dao.

He watched the sun and the moon rise and fall, and then he was suddenly surprised.

There is no perfect martial arts in the world, and he immediately passed down the prototype of martial arts that he collected from the two worlds and countless martial arts essences.

He didn't have his name, but Fan Zimin, and gave him the name of 'King's Dao'.

Since then, the foundation of kingship has been laid.

Although there are only 1,500 people who have really worshiped the royal power, most of the rest are still in the Hall of Inquiry, but compared to the previous people, they are no longer the same.

Compared with An Qisheng's unhurriedness, time goes much faster.

The years are like a shuttle, the sun sets, the moon is full and the moon is lacking, the cold comes and the summer comes and goes, in an instant, the distance between Hanhai and Pang Wanyang is the first in the world.

It's been five years.

This year is the eighth year that he has been in the Jiufu Realm.

is also a king, a hundred years old!