The Great Tao Chronicle

Even though An Qisheng did not have any publicity, but when the Taoist temple was completed, there were still many flying pigeons, flying eagles from Nanliang County, Ronghuafu, and even the entire Fengzhou, and spread all over the Dafeng states.

Kingship Road!

It seems that overnight, the name rang throughout the martial arts and became known to everyone.

kingship.

These two words are taboo in the world, that is the authority of the lord of the country.

Lidao kingship made countless people speechless and could not help but admire it.

After all, this is a master who truly faces the imperial court and treads the dignity of the imperial court under his feet!

The aftermath of the battle in front of Fengdu City had not yet dissipated, and at this time there was news of An Qisheng's founding of a sect, and countless people in the world were immediately moved.

Some people yearn for it, they want to learn from a teacher, some people want to join in the fun, and some people simply want to inquire about news. …

For a time, Wang Quan Dao had not yet officially established a sect.

But it has attracted the attention of countless people.

An Qisheng may or may not know, but he doesn't care.

After the completion of the Taoist temple, he drove down the mountain those martial arts practitioners who were reluctant to give up and wished they would treat him as cattle and horses for the rest of their lives.

After that, he entered the Huayan Mountains once, and found a group of birds with extremely fast flying speed and excellent endurance to send letters.

As his 'body' became stronger and stronger, the Ferris wheel runner method became more and more diligent, and it was no problem to subdue birds.

Even under the influence of his spirit, these birds can send letters directly without training, of course, only in places where An Qisheng has been.

To open a sect and establish a faction, of course, one must bear witness.

Although An Qisheng didn't want to make a big splash, he always wanted to invite some people, such as Huangjue Temple, such as Wang Jianglong.

In addition, he neither knew anyone nor wanted to make friends, so naturally he was too lazy to pay attention.

........

In the empty hall, it seemed to be flooded with cold currents, and as an invisible oppressive force trembled, the entire hall let out an unbearable moan.

A tall man was half-knelt on the ground, his body trembling slightly.

"Royal power, King power ..."

King Feng stood in the shadows, and his brows were stern:

"What a royal way!"

"King, Your Majesty! That An Qisheng is a self-proclaimed Daoist of Wangquan. Although he officially established a sect, it is true and true. Do you want to send someone to encircle and suppress it?"

With a hoarse voice, the tall figure tried to speak.

"Why encircle it?"

Feng Wang waved his sleeve robe, and his face disappeared instantly, turning into a sneer:

"The old Daoist is involved in good fortune. If he insists on fleeing, how can the army stop him? Just for the two or three little babies under his door?"

The tall figure trembled, not daring to answer.

"This is a good thing."

Feng Wang lowered his eyes:

"Lonely beasts are the most feared, but they are safer when they are dragged down!"

Why is he afraid of this old Taoist priest, not Yixiu of Huangjue Temple and Mu Qingfeng of Wanjian Villa?

Naturally, the old Taoist was alone!

No matter if it’s a break, or Mu Qingfeng, there are thousands of disciples, and countless disciples and grandchildren. Even if they have the power to attack the king’s city, they will never dare to move easily.

Even, to befriend him.

Because they are not afraid of being surrounded by the court, but those disciples, disciples and grandchildren have absolutely no such possibility!

Throughout the ages, there have been independent Qi meridians, but there have been few solitary masters of the divine meridian.

Therefore, the imperial court and the Jianghu martial arts will maintain a balance and be jealous of each other.

Therefore, the appearance of An Qisheng really broke this balance.

This old Taoist priest not only became a Qi meridian without the support of a sect, but also possessed the strongest martial arts with his Qi meridian, and defeated the siege of the imperial court head-on.

But he dared to be so bold only because he was alone.

But if he had thousands of disciples and many disciples, it would be different.

"Your Majesty is wise."

The tall figure responded respectfully.

Feng Wangyi waved his hand:

"Take a golden feather eagle and present it to the widow!"

"Yes!"

The tall figure bowed slightly and exited the hall.

Not long after, he walked into the hall holding a golden feather eagle.

"Go."

King Feng repelled the man and waved his hand slightly, and the Golden Feather Eagle, who was combing its feathers, fell into his palm involuntarily.

King Feng picked up a pen and stuffed a letter into the belly of the Golden Feather Eagle.

Immediately with a shake of his hand, the golden feather eagle let out a long cry, piercing the sky like a thunderbolt of electric light.

"Royal power, King power ..."

Feng Wang repeated it again.

and disappeared into the shadows.

Behind the main hall, there are layers of secret doors. Before each secret door, there are masters on duty in shifts, and there is no relaxation for a moment.

Even if it is King Feng, he has to match all the secret codes, and even drop blood to verify his identity before he can enter it.

There was not a trace of light in the dark tunnel.

"Great Ancestor, Great Ancestor..."

Feng Wang sighed softly.

This is Dafeng's most secret place, even if it was him, it was only years after he succeeded to the throne that he knew where this place was.

On weekdays, he would never come here.

Feng Wang paced forward, and walked out for a few miles, only before a ray of red-golden light appeared in the dark tunnel.

In the faint, it seems that you can hear the vibration of the dragon's roar.

At the end of the tunnel, there was a burly figure sitting cross-legged.

It was this person who sat cross-legged here, and the omnipresent red-golden light behind him was blocked by him, and only the slightest strands were scattered.

When he saw King Feng, the man never opened his eyes, but King Feng gave a salute first:

"Grandma, how's the process going?"

shuh~

It's like there's an electric light passing by!

A few miles of dark and authentic look to make it bright!

Immediately, the light dimmed.

But you can also see that the man's true face is a burly old man in red with red lips and white teeth.

"Your Majesty shouldn't come here too much."

A mixture of roughness and soft charm, a voice that seemed to be strong and soft echoed in the ears of King Feng:

"Twenty years, but you're done!"

"Twenty years, too long..."

Feng Wang frowned:

"Grandma, is there a way to speed up this process?"

Twenty years later, I am afraid that the world has been attacked by swords and soldiers, and I don't know how many dragons and snakes have landed.

"Two hundred years have passed, twenty years, why can't we wait?"

The voice of the red-clothed grandmother sounded like a man and a woman.

His voice is strange and inexplicable, but it is not ugly, but has a strange charm, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

"Twenty years later, I'm afraid that some people in the world will become kings. I'm going to make a fortune in my family, I'm afraid that it will be ruined by the widow."

Feng Wang's face was a little gloomy.

"Taizu's fists have conquered thousands of miles of territory, and with divine soldiers in hand, don't you have the confidence to sweep the world again?"

The grandmother in red responded lightly:

"You have to keep in mind that the two hundred years of planning by Taizu, Taizong, Xuanzong and other monarchs is only for you!"

King Feng was silent for a moment, and after a while he said:

"Han tasted the palace essence of air, water and air, can you let him join it?"

"impossible!"

As if there was a thunderbolt passing by, the red-clothed grandma shouted loudly:

"Two hundred years of hard work, Divine Soldiers hate me deeply, if anyone else comes, Divine Soldiers will definitely choose them! Except you and me, no one knows this news!

only,

kill! kill! kill! ! "

The wind howled in the tunnel, and the long corridor was full of thunder.

Among the hurricane dust, King Feng wiped the dust off his face and nodded indifferently:

"The widow understands."

......

Dafeng is 30,000 miles north of Dafeng, an extremely bitter and cold place.

This place is close to the North Pole, the environment is extremely harsh, nearly half of it is ice ocean, there is very little land, almost no people, and even animals that can survive are very few.

Surrounded by several ice oceans, there is a place where ice peaks stand.

Among them, there is a mountain range that rises to the sky, like the backbone of the sky and the earth, penetrating into the sky.

This mountain, originally nameless, is now called the Holy Mountain of Six Hells.

On it, there is the Six Prison Demon Sect.

Above the ice peak, in the Six Prison Demon Sect, which is like a mortal village, there is silence, only the wind and snow are whistling, and it seems that no one has been seen for a long time.

uh~

But just as a golden light passed by.

A figure suddenly rose from the wind and snow, and between the rolling waves, he leaped a hundred meters and grabbed the golden feathered eagle that flew like an arrow in his hand.

boom!

The man fell to the ground, setting off a storm.

In the cold wind like a sharp blade, his majestic body like a dragon appeared, and his face was so flat that he couldn't even see his facial features.

There is no face, so it can change.

This person is the Lord of the Demon Sect of Hell, the Demon Lord of All Changes, and the Sheep Snake.

"Sheep snake! Shut up!"

In the village, there was a cold hum.

A thin old man appeared like a ghost, and his voice was cold:

"This is the golden feather eagle of the Dafeng court. It should be here to find the suzerain, and you dare to kill it."

"metropolitan......."

The tall and burly man almost crushed the golden feather eagle to death, but when he heard the words, he was released as if electrocuted.

Let the Golden Feather Eagle scream and escape.

uh~

uh~

The golden feather eagle screamed in horror, flew into the air, and suddenly accelerated, as if it was going to hit the iceberg to death.

"Oops, this beast is so angry!"

The ghost-faced old man's expression changed, and he was about to take action.

hum~

Suddenly, the air ripples in the sky.

A slender and crystal clear palm stretched out like the most perfect creation in the world, pinching the golden feathered eagle that broke through the sound barrier and escaped.

The two looked up.

I saw a looming face appearing in the sky in the sky full of wind and howling.

The face was indifferent and sacred, like a **** and a devil, making people dare not look directly at it.

Once it appeared, the cold wind above the ten thousand feet seemed to stop.

"metropolitan!"

Both the old man and the man were shocked, UU reading www.uukanshu. com knelt in the snow.

The owner of this face is Pang Wanyang, the master of the Six Prison Demon Sect who has been the No. 1 in the world for decades and is known as the closest to heaven and man.

The supreme existence of the Six Prison Demon Sect.

"Kingdom Daoist..."

A clear and clear voice like the collision of gold and jade flows down:

"Sheep Snake, go to Dafeng and send a letter to this deity..."

"Yes!"

Sheep Snake got up slowly, and then fell from the sky, like ice and snow condensed, and like a letter cast by white jade.

There are no words on it.

Before the words fell, the figure of the sheep snake had disappeared in the wind and snow.

It actually directly crossed the peak of hundreds of feet and jumped into the sky.

Like a meteor, it fell to the vast land and the boundless ice ocean.