Great Dao Ji

Looking at each other, both of them praised.

When their martial arts reached their level, looking at people was no longer limited to appearance and demeanor. What they looked at was a person's spirit.

An Qisheng glanced at him and realized that under the old man's majestic lion-like body, there was an unruly mind, and his will was as straight as a nine-sky roc, arrogant and domineering, fierce and arrogant.

As for Yan Kuangtu, this Taoist is sitting cross-legged, his divine will is as clear as the sun, and he is majestic without a trace of color. His spiritual cultivation and divine will are all perfect.

He couldn't help but be surprised that the body of Qi Meridian could cultivate such divine will, just as Kunpeng could be cultivated in the pond.

With such divine will, not to mention Taiyin Wuji, even if we follow the Taiyang Wuji path, it is probably 70% possible.

No wonder he is so confident that he doesn't even care that he is around.

No wonder it's difficult to cut off the divine veins. With such divine will, Taiyin Wuji is approaching infinitely, and there are only eight or nine people who can fight with him according to the weapon spectrum.

In this state, it seems there is no difference whether the divine veins are established or not.

"The name of Kuangzu Yan is well-deserved."

An Qisheng withdrew his eyes.

Kuangtu Yan has no hostility, because no one in this world can fight with him with a child.

Pang Wanyang can't do it, and Yan Kuangtu can't do it even more.

The fact that he bullied his body was considered a provocation to ordinary divine veins, but to him, it was a sign of goodwill.

Because everyone in the world knows that he has unparalleled physique and powerful skills, the closer the distance is, the greater the advantage he has over him.

"I didn't want to be in seclusion for three years, but someone like Taoist Brother would appear in the world."

Yan Kuangtu stood with his hands behind his hands, sighing slightly.

He has gray hair hanging down, and his appearance is unattractive. If not ugly, he is definitely not handsome, but there is a natural beauty in every move he makes.

It seemed like everything in heaven and earth was cooperating with his every move.

Beside him, the young man couldn't help but look at An Qisheng, seeming to be quite curious about him.

An Qisheng just smiled and asked, "Brother Yan came all the way, why?"

"Jingji is just thinking about it. Mr. Yan has a restless temper. He came out of seclusion for three years. He was very happy after hearing about Brother Dao's defeat of the Dafeng court, so he came to see him."

Kuangtu Yan smiled slightly.

He had a very poor relationship with the imperial court throughout his life. He had many disputes with the imperial court before establishing Dalongmen. It was not until after the establishment of Dalongmen that he restrained himself, but he also had no good impression of the imperial court.

On the contrary, I naturally have a better impression of An Qisheng who behaves like this.

"Brother Yan seems to be quite dissatisfied with the imperial court."

An Qisheng heard the dissatisfaction in his tone and shook his head slightly: "I heard that your Dalongmen is in Youzhou's separatist territory, and all the officials, prefectures, guards and generals of the imperial court are all following your wishes. How can you still be dissatisfied with the imperial court?"

Although Kuangtu Yan has not been around the martial arts world for a long time, the Dalongmen sect has become one of the top sects in the world within just a few decades. How could he not know?

Compared to the calm and low-key style of Huangjue Temple, the Dalongmen acted more arrogantly, and all the sects in Youzhou were surrendered. Every time in Youzhou, whether officials were changing or merchants were passing through, they had to pass through the Dalongmen checkpoint.

And Youzhou is also the most peaceful state among the seventy-three states in Dafeng.

No matter whether they are bandits or bandits, horse thieves or big thieves, no one dares to go to Youzhou to commit trouble!

This is not a sect, it is simply a country within a country.

"That's why a certain person looks down on him. Being arrogant in front of one person and respectful in the back is a villain, but what does it mean to be arrogant in front of the court and respectful at the back?"

When the imperial court was mentioned, Yan Kuangtu's face darkened and he asked:

"Brother Taoist, do you know how many times Pang Wanyang, the number one in the Demonic Way today, killed in his life? How many people did Yan kill?"

"I don't know."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly.

"Pang Wanyang killed thousands of people in his life, but Yan was ten times more talented than him! However, our killing skills are not enough for the imperial court to kill an official at will!"

Kuangtu Yan looked calm and said:

"When I was a child, there was a great disaster in Youzhou. At that time, Yin Yingguang, the governor of Youzhou, concealed it and refused to report it because of his promotion. He did not think about disaster relief and only enjoyed himself. In order to protect his political achievements, he collected grain from the mountain villages to provide for the city. For one year That’s it, the mountain village of Youzhou is almost empty!

To save my brother’s life, my mother cooked a pot of minced meat after my father starved to death.”

"Uncle!"

But it was the young man who held his hand with a pale face.

This was not the first time he heard these words, but every time he heard them, he shuddered in his heart. He could not imagine the horror and despair he felt at that time.

"Deserves to be killed!"

An Qisheng sighed softly.

In a truly catastrophic year, when the land is thousands of miles away, people change their children and eat them. But can we say that they are evil in nature?

Between life and death, there are only very few eminent monks and great virtues who can see through it, let alone the victims?

Sadly, in years of great disasters, the victims who suffer the most from starvation are often farmers. They grow the most food, but they still starve to death.

Land crops nourished by the spiritual energy of the world will never starve to death unless they encounter a major disaster or violent expropriation.

"That's a lot to say."

Kuangtu Yan stopped talking about this matter and turned to:

"Brother Taoist, you might as well go through the tribulation first."

"But there's no rush. What's the harm in letting Lei wait for a while?"

An Qisheng's expression was calm, neither sick nor slow.

Kuangtu Yan was slightly surprised. The divine vein was so close and within reach. Anyone would have to cross that threshold first before talking about anything else.

This Wang Quan Taoist can be so calm, which shows that he has cultivated his state of mind.

As he said this, the dark clouds swallowing thunder snakes in the sky refused to disperse, but the thunder seemed to be contained but not emitted, as if it was maintaining a balance.

The young man was speechless.

"Haha, not bad, so what if I let God wait for a while!"

Kuangtu Yan laughed loudly, feeling that although this Taoist was gentle and gentle, his temper was quite to his liking.

"Brother Yan is here to make an appointment to fight Pang Wanyang on February 2 next year, right?"

An Qisheng looked at Kuangtu Yan. Although he was asking a question, he was already sure in his heart.

For people like Yan Kuangtu, there are very few things in the world that can arouse their interest. He calls himself a single husband, so he naturally does not pay attention to glory and wealth. His pursuit throughout his life is nothing more than the way of heaven and man.

And today, the person closest to the way of heaven and man is naturally Pang Wanyang.

"That's exactly what happened."

Kuangtu Yan nodded slightly and did not hide anything:

"When you have reached a state like ours, when you seek battle, what you seek is not the victory or defeat of the battle, nor the loyalty of people, but the sublimation and elevation of divine will between life and death, capturing the subtle interplay of energy. , in order to get a glimpse of the great road between heaven and man.

In this world, only Pang Wanyang is the best opponent. It would be a pity to miss him. "

After martial arts has been cultivated to such a level, glory, wealth, power and beautiful women are all within easy reach, but what they really pursue is no longer such a thing.

Only the Great Way of Heaven and Man is their pursuit.

In fact, he had climbed the Six Hells Holy Mountain as early as twenty years ago, but at that time, he turned away as soon as he saw Pang Wanyang, knowing that he was no match.

It wasn't until he had mastered Taiyin Wuji that he could no longer advance in martial arts, so he came out of seclusion and wanted to fight with him to find out the last move.

"Is it a pity?"

An Qisheng just shook his head.

He naturally understands the pursuit of the divine veins, but he understands it, but he doesn't agree with it.

The so-called Tao is nothing but seeking, so why leave it to others?

Do you have to have a life-and-death fight with masters of the same level to be promoted?

If not, wouldn’t it mean that there is no way forward?

"Brother Taoist, you don't seem to agree?"

Kuangtu Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

He was not a man with extraordinary appearance, his face was ordinary, but as soon as he raised his eyebrows, his whole demeanor changed completely.

The long eyebrows are raised, which makes him look sharp and unruly, but it is not because he is hostile in his heart, but because he is like this in his heart.

"It's not that I disagree, it's just"

An Qisheng smiled and said lightly:

"If I want to kill someone, it must be because I want to kill him, not to get something. There is no need for external rewards from others, let alone one's own way."

Kuangtu Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he heard the meaning of An Qisheng's words.

"Brother Taoist's words are reasonable, but they are just reasonable. For example, even though Nai Xiu was not a very outstanding person two hundred years ago, he managed to live for more than two hundred years and is even smarter than me now. However, he was cautious for two hundred years, but Have you ever caught a glimpse of a change in energy?

The reason why he asked Pang Wanyang to fight was because he only had this one chance.

But if I rest like this, I may not be much stronger. The bottleneck is the bottleneck. I can't move forward in a period of time, and I may not be able to move forward in three hundred years! "

Kuangtu Yan smiled lightly:

"I would rather seek defeat than death. How can a good man like Yan survive?"

"Pang Wanyang's divine will came through his body that day. In fact, one of his moves was not finished, but the body of the sheep and snake could not carry all the essence of that move."

Hearing this, An Qisheng didn't say much and instead said:

"Brother Yan, if we fight him, the chance of winning is no more than 30%."

"Thirty percent?"

Hearing this, Yan Kuangtu was not annoyed and nodded to himself:

"In my opinion, 30% is more than that. However, you still have to fight to know about fighting."

"That's a good thing to say."

An Qisheng sat still cross-legged, but slowly raised one arm:

"This punch is the same punch that Pang Wanyang made at that time. Unfortunately, this punch is not exactly what I wanted. I think it is about 70% to 80% of what I meant."

Phew~

As the words drifted, An Qisheng slowly clenched his fist and punched it out.

It is empty and ethereal, like the starry sky, the sky, and like falling meteors. It seems slow, but in fact it is incredibly fast.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the punch was like a mountain falling, rumbling and suppressing it.

"Um?"

The moment An Qisheng raised his arm, Kuangtu Yan felt a trance in his heart. He seemed to feel that the person in front of him was no longer Taoist Wang Quan, but Pang Wanyang, who had been invincible for decades on the Holy Mountain of Six Prisons.

"Good punch!"

Yan Kuangtu casually made a move, and the young man was choked with a exclamation, but he was already thrown far into the air.

At the same time, a long roar like the cry of an eagle or the roar of an ape pierced the sky.

It's only ten feet, you can pass it with a snap of your fingers.

How fast is An Qisheng's punch?

When Kuangtu Yan pushed the boy away, he was already taller than Kuangtu Yan.

In just one moment, the layer of protective Qi had been penetrated by the fist mark.

At this time, it was also when Kuangtu Yan let out a long roar.

Facing the rumbling punch, he struck out with one arm and swung it at a strange angle, unexpectedly facing the punch!

boom!

The two fists were thrown out and retracted at the same time. There was no real collision, but the airflow in the entire courtyard was exploded, and it rose into the air like a tornado.

Phew~

An Qisheng sat still, the air flow was retracted, and the punch came and went spontaneously, but it only took a moment.

Kuangtu Yan stood still and closed his eyes slightly, as if he was comprehending.

He didn't open his eyes until the boy who was screaming "wow wow" fell down, and reached out to catch the boy.

He looked at An Qisheng with a bright light:

"Seventy percent?"

An Qisheng shook his head: "Seventy percent of the punch was not completed."

Yan Kuangtu raised his eyebrows and smiled:

"You can still touch it!"

An Qisheng smiled but said nothing, and with his eyes slightly closed, he raised his five hearts to the sky.

Boom!

The next moment, dragon-like thunder and heavy rain rumbled in!

The third chapter is here, good night everyone. I will try to finish three chapters before twelve o'clock in the future. I can't bear to stay up late anymore. My condition is too bad now.