Great Dao Ji

As soon as the woman finished speaking, the atmosphere on the boat suddenly condensed.

The man with the long sword on his back and the two masters dressed as servants took a step forward together, their true energy surged, as if facing a great enemy.

Obviously, they had heard of the name of An Qisheng and knew that he was an extremely dangerous person.

"I didn't expect it to be so widely spread?"

An Qisheng smiled and did not hide it: "Yes, I am the one who killed Shi Chun."

His spirit was refined to the way of sincerity, and he understood the ability to avoid danger. At this time, he no longer cared about being known by others.

"The Taoist priest is so courageous."

The girl smiled and clapped her hands, her eyes full of admiration: "The Taoist priest has done this great thing, and it will be famous in the world in a few days."

The girl was graceful, but her words were soft, and her eyes were like peach blossoms, as if they were about to shed water.

Such a charm made the boatmen stunned and almost forgot to row.

Only An Qisheng looked calm.

Beauty is meaningless to him. No matter how good-looking, slim, or outstanding a woman is, he is still indifferent to her.

Pure beauty is like a breeze to him.

It's not that he has no desire, but that his body is perfect and he can be as good as Yuanyang without any ripples.

However, beautiful things are always pleasing to the eye, and there is a hint of admiration in his eyes.

This woman has martial arts skills and a slender and beautiful figure. She can be regarded as an excellent vase.

Sensing his eyes, the woman was secretly surprised.

She knew her charm naturally. She always dressed in men's clothes and attracted many eyes along the way. It was rare to see such admiring but not lustful eyes.

"What if I am famous all over the world?"

An Qisheng just shook his head.

He no longer paid attention to the few people, led the horse to the cabin, tied it casually, and walked into the cabin.

Before entering, he waved his hand:

"Boatman, my horse doesn't eat grass. If you have meat, give it one portion and I will give one portion."

The captain responded and sent a boatman to prepare.

"My lord, this man is so rude."

The man with a knife frowned slightly.

"Okay."

The heroic girl held up his folding fan to stop him from talking, and said lightly:

"People don't even bother to ask our names, so they naturally don't want to deal with us. It's meaningless to talk about rudeness or not."

"Then?"

The man with a knife glanced at the cabin.

"That Feng Qingxuan has caused a lot of trouble. I don't think this trip to Zhongzhou will be too boring."

The heroic girl smiled and turned around and ordered:

"Bring me a meal later and let me give it to the Taoist priest."

"This"

The two servants looked at each other and felt a little painful.

"My father taught me that there is no one in the world who cannot be befriended."

The heroic girl put away her folding fan and said lightly:

"If there is, it must be that you did not lay enough foundation!"

"Yes!"

The two servants bowed and responded.

Then, several people returned to the cabin.

From beginning to end, the boatmen on the boat could not hear the conversation of several people at all.

It seemed that all the sounds were bound around them, without a single sound leaking out.

Hu~

The flickering candlelight jumped up and won a place in the darkness.

An Qisheng sat steadily in the cabin, and a ripple appeared in his deep eyes:

"Money can make the gods go crazy"

It has only been seven days since he left Qingzhou Prefecture. No matter how fast the news spreads, not everyone can know it.

That heroic girl is naturally not an ordinary person.

As soon as he thought about it, the spiritual imprint of the woman in his vision had already lit up:

[Zhao Changying]

Huh~

Before he could check, the human skin scroll in his sleeve began to wriggle again, trying to come out.

Since the day when Chi Wuti was killed, the human skin scroll has been restless every day.

"What do you want to say again?"

An Qisheng flipped his wrist and took out the human skin scroll.

"Aura! You, you already have the prototype of the divine vein?!"

On the human skin scroll, words appeared and disappeared like flowing water:

"How could it be so fast? And it's not right, your aura is too weak, the aura of the divine vein can cover dozens of miles, attracting the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth within dozens of miles, you are not, not right"

"Your true qi has not yet been exchanged with the heaven and earth, and the qi vein is obviously not formed, how can you give birth to the aura of the divine vein?"

"Incredible, incredible"

"Also, my wheel, how did you sense my wheel?"

The human skin scroll kept chattering, as if it was a chatterbox, revealing the doubts that had been accumulated for a long time.

It really has too many doubts.

Although it cannot clearly perceive everything in the outside world, the vague perception is enough for it to figure out what happened.

Therefore, it is too unbelievable.

This is completely out of common sense!

"Do you just want to say this nonsense?"

An Qisheng looked calm and had no intention of answering its questions.

He did not peek at the secrets on the human skin scroll, because the will gave him the same feeling as the monk in the Wheel Temple.

However, this did not prevent him from using the Daoyi map to read all the secrets of the human skin scroll.

In fact, he kept the human skin scroll at this time, just vaguely thinking that it might be useful in the future, otherwise, he would have destroyed it completely.

Secret?

For him, anyone who came to him had no secrets.

"You"

The human skin scroll trembled, and the handwriting on it quickly changed:

"I really want to cooperate with you. As long as you help me find my wheels, I can promise you anything."

"Yeah?"

An Qisheng touched his chin: "What can you exchange with me?"

"The Ferris wheel seal, I can give it to you, every word of it."

After a moment of silence, Human Skin Juan responded.

"Ferris wheel method?"

An Qisheng tapped his fingers on the table and recited a scripture with a half-smile:

"The emptiness is extreme but the infinite is derived from creation. You can see the sky above and the earth below. You can see me inside and people outside. You can see me first, then all sentient beings, and finally you can see heaven and earth. Then I can connect with heaven and earth, and heaven and earth can connect with me. The great world is complete."

The scripture is short, but the human skin scroll falls into a deathly silence.

How could it possibly forget this passage?

This is the general outline of the Ferris wheel method and the essence of divine pulse practice.

Where did he get it?

How is that possible? !

In the human skin volume, his consciousness fell into chaos, and he doubted himself. He almost thought that he had leaked it unknowingly.

For a moment, the human skin scroll was flickering, and the consciousness was sometimes furious, sometimes overflowing with murderous intent, and sometimes self-doubt.

It's like a disordered process.

An Qisheng gently pinched the human skin roll and stuffed it back into his sleeves, and said calmly:

"What do you want to trade with me?"

After obtaining the secret of the human skin scroll with Tao power, he understood the life of Da Motian better than the human skin scroll himself.

Da Mo Tian was a supreme master seven hundred years ago. His extraordinary talent allowed him to observe the heaven and earth and realize the Tao after the achievement of his divine veins, and he created this Ferris wheel method.

It once approached the legendary realm of heaven and man.

Even without any inheritance guidance, through the legend of the eight heavenly beings and divine weapons, some of the secrets of heavenly beings were understood.

However, before he could cast the Seal of the Wheel, he was beheaded by the Spring and Autumn Dragon Bird Sword at Motian Peak.

After being shattered to pieces, his remaining spirit clung to his only remaining piece of skin and managed to survive.

But it is extremely difficult for a pure spirit to survive. Over the past seven hundred years, at great cost, seven out of ten memories have disappeared.

Even if you find the Wheel Seal, I'm afraid you won't be able to return to the world.

Because at this time, it is more like a memory of Da Fertian than Da Fertian's consciousness.

What deal could an incomplete memory make with him?

For the sake of the Ferris wheel method that has already been obtained, rush to the wheel temple to find the wheel king to fight to the death?

That is naturally impossible.

However, the wheel-wheel seal seems to contain the secrets about heavenly beings that Da Mo Tian searched for back then. If one day he achieves great martial arts, he would want to find the wheel-wheel king and use the wheel-wheel seal to have a look.

But it wouldn't be for this human skin scroll.

Da da da~

Just as he stuffed the roll of human skin back into his sleeves, there was a knock on the door.

"The door is not closed."

An Qisheng replied, and a boatman had already walked in carrying a tray.

"Master Tao, here is the meat you want, as well as a jug of wine."

The boatman handed the tray with a smile and then left.

An Qisheng poured a glass of wine, took two sips slowly, and then said:

"Since you're here, you might as well come in."

The door was pushed open.

The heroic woman walked in holding a tray in one hand and a jug of wine in the other.

As he walked, a fresh body fragrance spread in the room.

"Liangzhou is mountainous, and there are many strange animals in the mountains, but the most delicious one is the arowana from the Dalongjiang River! Its meat is not only delicious, but it is also a treasure, the main medicine in the Ji Shen Sect's Ji Shen Dan. , is this dragon fish bone!”

The woman sat down opposite An Qisheng without noticing anything, put down the things in her hands, and poured a glass of wine for An Qisheng:

"This is a medicinal wine that my father has treasured for thirty years. It can enhance one's skills the most. It is also beneficial to innate masters."

A pot of wine and a fish.

It seems ordinary, but in fact it is an expensive thing that ordinary people will never see even after a lifetime of hard work. It is difficult to buy for a thousand dollars.

The idea that money can communicate with gods is somewhat interesting.

Treating someone to a meal is already so generous, but how generous would it be to actually do it?

"When you are polite to others, you must ask for something."

An Qisheng glanced at a fish and a pot of wine on the table, and said calmly:

"I am alone and have nothing to offer. What is there for me to plan for?"

"The Taoist Master is young and brave, and has profound martial arts skills. He is truly one of the best in the world."

The heroic woman pursed her lips and smiled, looking even more delicate under the light:

"Perhaps the little girl has fallen in love with you, Taoist Priest?"

"Young and heroic?"

An Qisheng's face twitched, and his voice suddenly became cold:

"Pindao is much older than you think. It may not be enough to be your great-grandfather, but grandpa is more than enough."

Snap!

The wine glass in the woman's hand was crushed to pieces.

The smile on the delicate face disappeared instantly:

"The Taoist priest is joking?! Huh?!"

Halfway through her words, her expression suddenly changed, as if she had seen something incredible.

I saw extremely incredible changes taking place in An Qisheng's body.

His upright body seemed to have receded, his green hair turned into silver hair, and his smooth chin had a long gray beard visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the vigorous vitality in him also fell to the bottom, like the rising sun encountering the darkness of night.

In an instant, he has gone from a weak young man to an octogenarian!

The heroic girl was stunned, and felt a breath of vicissitudes of time blowing in her face, just like the antiques left over from the previous dynasty that she had seen before.

"I never joke, and I have no joking relationship with you."

An Qisheng lowered his eyes, and his voice became vicissitudes and ancient:

"Are you the third boss of the East Factory, the eunuch Zhao who is rich in money!!!"

I write very slowly, please bear with me, good night, everyone.