Great Dao Ji

Wang Quan Dao is going to open its gates!

This news soon spread throughout Fengzhou and to the surrounding states under the spread of many martial artists who were reluctant to leave.

There are many martial artists in the world, but this does not mean that martial arts are simple and easy.

Anyone who has three-point martial arts skills will pass it on to men but not women, and will keep one hand for the disciples. How can it be easy for ordinary people to practice martial arts?

What is martial arts?

Something to make a living!

Why pass it on to outsiders if you can pass it on to your own son?

There are many gangs and sects in Dafeng. Any state has dozens or even hundreds of gangs and sects, but gangs and sects are not accepting disciples and teaching martial arts for nothing.

If you want to become a disciple, you must not only have a generous gift for becoming a disciple, but also someone to introduce you, otherwise, you will not be accepted.

These two requirements are that you must have family wealth and that you must have a clean background and cannot have an unknown origin.

After these two points, your aptitude and understanding will be considered.

Without the first two, you can't even get in.

After all, Dafeng has more than 10 billion people, and the world has 20 billion people. What kind of people with talent and understanding are not there?

Rushing to accept disciples, and providing you with what you need to practice martial arts, and only letting you practice martial arts every day?

That is simply impossible.

But there are exceptions, that is when any sect opens its mountain gate.

Such sects often cast a wide net when they open their sects. As long as you have the qualifications to practice martial arts and a clean family, you often have the opportunity to become a disciple. Even if you can't pass the test and become a true disciple,

even if you learn a few martial arts, you are still a person above others, and you will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life.

Therefore, Wangquandao opened its mountain gate, attracting not only martial artists, but also countless ordinary people who heard the news.

Whoosh~

On the official road, a horse came in a cloud of dust.

Fan Zimin rode on the dragon horse, and looking from a distance, he could already see the mountains in the distance. Wangquan Mountain was at the edge of the mountains.

"At my age, it is impossible for me to become a disciple of Taoist Wang Quan, but with my noble Qi, it will be no problem for me to be a guest official!"

Fan Zimin's eyes sparkled, and his mind turned.

He has been very busy for the past six months. After the battle in the snowfield, he has been chasing An Qisheng's footsteps, but he couldn't catch up. When he arrived in Fengdu City, An Qisheng had disappeared.

He was extremely regretful, but he didn't leave. Instead, he looked for soldiers who had experienced the battle at that time, asked martial artists, restored the battle, and then compiled it into a book and circulated it throughout the world.

In this world, some people like martial arts, some are lustful, some pursue power, some are greedy for wine and food, some like magic weapons and horses, and some are happy to fight with others.

And Fan Zimin, he likes fame.

He knows very well that with his talent and martial arts, whether he studies literature or martial arts, it is far from enough to be famous in the future generations.

And that time when he saw the battle in the snowfield, he saw his own way and his own path.

Whether it was his rise at the age of nearly a hundred, or his Qi and Qi meridians striking the Shen meridians, or his one-man war against a country, this Taoist Wang Quan was the only legend he had ever seen!

His ancestors were all storytellers, and he knew best that the two most important words for deeds that could be passed down to later generations were legends!

The more unbelievable and unexpected it was, the more widely it was spread.

Therefore, he came up with the idea of ​​sorting out the deeds of Taoist Wang Quan and leaving his name in the world by writing a book!

"Thousands of years later, even if the name of the Lord of Arms is forgotten, even if the name of Pang Wanyang is forgotten, I can leave my name in the world!"

Fan Zimin's heart was boiling, and he sped up.

After several hours, he finally saw Wang Quan Mountain and a house built on the mountain not far from Wang Quan Mountain. Its style was similar to that of a college, and it seemed to have just been built.

What surprised him was that there were only a few hundred people at the foot of Wang Quan Mountain.

Such a great master opened the gate, but only a few hundred people came to learn from him?

"It's a bit strange."

Fan Zimin frowned.

He knew that when Yan Kuangtu founded Dalongmen and opened the gate, there were always 10,000 people in front of Dalongmen for three consecutive years.

The reputation of Wang Quan Daoist is more than ten times greater than that of Yan Kuangtu when he founded Dalongmen?

Only a few hundred people, it's a bit outrageous.

Sigh~

The Jiaoma neighed loudly, Fan Zimin turned over and dismounted, and grabbed a martial artist:

"May I ask this brother, I heard that Wangquan Dao is going to open the mountain gate, why are you leaving now?"

The martial artist was impatient at first, and then looked back and was shocked again: "Jiaoma, white clothes and red blood sword, you are the storyteller Fan Zimin, the hero Fan."

"That's me, but I don't deserve the title of hero."

Fan Zimin smiled calmly and asked again:

"Brother, you haven't replied to my question yet."

The man recognized Fan Zimin as a master of the Earth List, and his attitude was naturally very good. He bowed and said: "Hero Fan, you don't know, although the sect has always had many requirements for recruiting disciples, none of them is as strange and deadly as Wangquan Dao"

"What do you mean?"

Fan Zimin's heart moved, he was just wondering why he smelled blood.

Before the man spoke, he heard a loud voice coming from the bottom of Wangquan Mountain.

"My Wangquan Dao opens its gates wide, and we should welcome everyone who comes, but there is no order without rules!"

As the sound waves echoed, Tieshan jumped onto the pavilion, bowed to the four directions, and said:

"Let everyone know that my Wangquan Dao does not care about gender, age, martial arts, or whether or not you have lost your arms and legs. You can become my disciple. There is only one rule, that is, we will not accept people who deserve to die!"

After An Qisheng's advice, Tieshan has completed his transformation. Although he is a seed of condensed Qi, he has a loud voice and deep internal strength. Everyone present can hear his voice.

"Damn it, don't accept it? Damn it, what do you mean?"

Fan Zimin's heart moved.

But among the crowd, someone who had just arrived asked: "Dare I ask this brother, what does death mean?"

"Good question!"

Tieshan pointed to the newly built academy in the distance and said:

"That academy is called the Wenxin Hall. Anyone who can step into it can become a disciple of my King Quan Dao. But in the Wenxin Hall, there is a divine will left by the Taoist master, called the Demon Mirror. Anyone with evil thoughts and bad deeds can Anyone who enters will be killed on the spot!”

Speaking of this, Tieshan looked serious:

"In the past month, more than a hundred people have died in front of Wenxin Hall. Don't make any mistakes!"

As Tieshan's words fell to the ground.

There was silence at the foot of Wangquan Mountain. Not many people thought that Wenxintang was really so magical and could penetrate people's hearts.

But since January, many people have died here, and not many people dare to try it.

However, even so, few people dared to cause trouble at the foot of King Quan Mountain.

Because before the King Quan Taoist became famous, he was known as the Blood Demon. Thousands of people died at his hands, including the Imperial Grand Master and the Governor of Dongchang. How could they have the courage to cause trouble?

Therefore, many people sighed in disappointment and prepared to leave.

After a while, the remaining few hundred people were all gone.

Apart from Fan Zimin, there were actually only a few children left who looked more like beggars than refugees.

"Wonderful, wonderful!"

Fan Zimin was very happy. He laughed and took out a pen and paper, then he lay down on the ground and wrote:

[In the summer of 1988 in Dafeng, it was very hot and gold and stone flowed.

The people came on dragon horses and ran eight thousand miles straight to Wangquan Mountain. On that day, in front of the Wenxin Hall on Wangquan Mountain, Taoist Wang Quan set up the Wenxin Hall and used a demon mirror to reveal the good and evil in people's hearts. All the evildoers laid their bodies in front of them.

Ask people in front of you to learn from others.

Sin appears in the demon mirror.

Baizhang Wangquan Mountain is not high,

But few people could come forward. Recorder: Storyteller Fan]

An Qisheng naturally knew everything about what happened at the foot of the mountain, but he didn't care much about it.

Although he wanted to recruit a wide range of disciples, he did not want to become a place where filth and evil spread. There were not many available people in the Wang Quan Dao sect, so naturally it was impossible to send people to verify them one by one like Huangjue Temple and Jishen Sect.

Therefore, he erected a stone tablet in front of Wenxin Hall.

The so-called ‘demon mirror’ is just a variation of his ‘Nantianmen’ style of spreading hands and starting hands.

Just like his ‘Immortal Slaying Platform’, ‘Monster Slaying Platform’, ‘God Slaying Platform’ and many other changes.

Huhu~

Under the old tree, Jiang Tingting and Zhang Haohao were practicing their boxing skills.

In the past two years, the two little guys' boxing skills have improved, and they can already move their bodies and muscles together.

Jiang Tingting, in particular, has become proficient in many boxing routines while moving around. Although she has not yet entered the dark, she is still very similar.

It's a pity that she developed her internal strength not long ago. Even if her boxing skills are better, she is still no match for Zhang Haohao, who has already had internal strength for two years.

It is said that he has practiced boxing for two years, but in fact he has not spent much time actually guiding the two little guys to practice boxing. The reason why they can practice to this level is mostly due to their own efforts and the one-style Sanshou he taught from his heart.

It's a pity that neither of them have high talent and understanding. Compared with Sun En, who has been able to show off the "Nantianmen" airs in just a few months, they are far behind.

Compared to Yan Kaiyu who was standing aside, he was not as good as him.

At the beginning of practicing martial arts, the root and bones are too important.

Some people are born clumsy. Even if they work ten times harder, they still can't learn something that others can do at a glance.

But this is not because of their lack of understanding. In fact, at a glance, their brains think they know it, but their hands think they don't. This is not an illusion, but because they have poor control over their bodies.

According to ordinary people in Xuanxing, it is due to a lack of motor cells, but in the Jiufujie world, it is due to poor bones.

You must know that practicing martial arts in the Jiufu world also uses boxing skills to guide the flow of internal energy. The set of movements in Wang Quan Lao Tao's Wuming Boy Kung Fu are comparable to Xuan Xing's most exaggerated yoga movements, which are not easily accomplished by ordinary people.

If you can't even do this and can't guide your inner energy, how can you develop your inner strength?

"Tingting, come here."

After changing his mind, An Qisheng called the little guy over.

"Master."

Jiang Tingting stopped and ran over.

Fast forward more than two years, and the little guy has opened up a little. He is no longer as sallow and thin as before, and his little face is a little fleshy. After practicing boxing for two years, his eyes have become firmer. He is no longer the little girl who cried at every turn. .

"Do you want to become a martial arts wizard?"

An Qisheng looked at his disciple with a smile.

For him, it is naturally a simple matter to change the bones for others. However, Jiang Tingting's character is too out-of-touch, and it is not good to change too early. Now that more than two years have passed, it has become much more stable, but it is also time to be a disciple. Reborn'.

"ah?"

Jiang Tingting was in a daze.

She had known for a long time that she was a loser in martial arts, especially after watching Sun En learn the skillful boxing skills that she had barely practiced for a year in three days, she had completely accepted this fact.

But in my heart, how can I not be envious?

For a moment, I thought again, could it be that Master despises me for being a loser?

Thinking about it, the little guy's eyes suddenly turned red:

"Master, Tingting will work hard, don't dislike Tingting."

"Silly child."

An Qisheng shook his head and laughed, and his palm fell gently, pinching Jiang Tingting's palm.

Gently shook.

Jiang Tingting's body shook, and a tingling feeling spread from her palm to her whole body, and she almost fell to the ground.

She only felt her bones dancing, and the heat in her body couldn't help but burst through her pores, and sweat with a faint odor flowed out.

But she was very sensible. Although she didn't know what the master was doing, she didn't resist, and gritted her teeth to bear it.

But her body was getting hotter and hotter.

"Ah!"

At a certain moment, she suddenly screamed, covered her mouth and jumped, tears in her eyes.

When she opened her mouth, several teeth rolled out.

"Master!"

Zhang Haohao and Yan Kaiyu were a little surprised. Looking at the few teeth on the ground that were smooth and bloodless, they didn't know what An Qisheng had done.

"Hey, junior sister, your teeth are not missing."

Zhang Haohao moved the junior sister's mouth away and couldn't help but exclaimed.

Not only did Jiang Tingting's teeth not fall out, but her previously irregular teeth had become very neat.

"Ah?"

Yan Kaiyu looked at the teeth on the ground in surprise. The teeth were not missing, so what was spit out?

"Master, my body is so light."

After a moment of pain, Jiang Tingting came back to her senses.

This feeling was immediately incredible. She felt that her body was light, as if she had taken off the iron armor on her back, and her fingers became much more flexible.

"Senior sister seems to have become more beautiful."

Looking at Jiang Tingting who couldn't help but open her stance to fight, Yan Kaiyu observed very keenly.

In his opinion, Jiang Tingting still looked very ordinary, not as good as their maid, but much more beautiful than before, with a higher nose bridge, less high cheeks, and some changes in her chin.

"Ah?"

Jiang Tingting exclaimed, stopped fighting, ran to the side to get a basin of water, looked at herself in the water, and couldn't help covering her face.

Then he smelled the faint odor on his hands, exclaimed again, and ran out of the courtyard.

An Qisheng smiled, waited for the two little guys to look at him, and then said:

"Haohao, you come too."

With his current mastery of strength, he could even do hair removal and marrow washing, let alone fine-tuning the root bones.

The quality of the root bones is a very subtle difference. A slight adjustment can make the root bones ten times better.

After he shook his hand casually, Jiang Tingting's root bones were not shocking, but at least comparable to Sun En.

However, a person's achievement is determined by factors such as root bones, character, understanding, and opportunity. Sun En is one of the top few people in the world in terms of root bones, character, understanding, and opportunity.

I'm afraid that few people can compare with him in the past thousand years.

Click~~

With two soft sounds, An Qisheng corrected the bones of Zhang Haohao and Yan Kaiyu one after another, but Yan Kaiyu's bones were already top-notch, so there was no immediate effect.

"Master, how did you do it!"

At this time, Jiang Tingting, who had washed and changed her clothes, ran in and threw herself into An Qisheng's arms with a look of surprise.

Her eyes were red, and it was obvious that she had just cried again.

While comforting his little apprentice, An Qisheng suddenly had a thought in his mind:

"The bones can be changed, the luck can be gathered, and the mind can be polished

If I use the Feng Shui technique to change the luck of Tingting, Haohao, and Kaiyu, and use the wheel method to reshape the minds of the three, and then teach them martial arts, can I compete with Sun En or other military masters?"

The third update is here, good night everyone! Wait for the dog to slow down and make up for it, it's hard to adjust the work and rest schedule.