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Chapter 187 White clothes come in front of the chivalrous door!(1/2)

The surging true energy slowly spreads among the five internal organs.

Wherever you pass, countless fine and tight qi meridians that almost cover the internal organs appear, and their complexity is far beyond that of the large and small circles.

The prerequisite for the endless birth of true qi is circulation. Whether it is the large or small circulation, the cycle can be revived and can produce defenses similar to horizontal practice.

Therefore, from ancient times to the present, people in the martial arts world often cannot bear the monotony and hard work of condensing the qi and meridians, and choose to condense the small Zhoutian.

In their opinion, even if the small Zhoutian is condensed, the power of the Qi and the meridians is not comparable to the true Qi realm.

As for the small Zhoutian, there is almost no possibility of being promoted to the divine vein.

There are less than one person who can condense the Great Zhoutian to be promoted to the divine vein!

"Qizhi..."

An Qisheng's mirror hangs high in the sea of ​​heart, and an extremely complex meridian diagram reflects out of the sea of ​​heart.

This is the most consistent and complete meridian diagram of the human body, which he compiled according to the meridian diagram of his previous life, after countless experiments in his dream.

He dared not say that this meridian map is more than all the warriors in Jiufu Realm, but it must be the most suitable one for his body.

Buzz ~

The five internal organs are hot and the blood is boiling.

Under the control of An Qisheng's inhuman mental power, the true qi scattered everywhere and extended at the end of many qi and meridians at the same time.

If a master who condenses into qi veins sees this scene, he will inevitably be unable to believe it.

Any warrior must be careful when condensing his qi and meridians, and must always compare the meridian diagram to understand the thoughts of his predecessors.

Where is there like An Qisheng, where thousands of fine and dense qi and meridians move forward in unison!

How terrifying will this mental and mental effort and spirit be?

As the true qi flows, An Qisheng only feels that his internal organs cannot express relaxed and lively.

The place covered by the true qi network, every subtle place, and even every cell is becoming active, as if it is making silent shouts.

An Qisheng has extremely strong control over his body, and he can vaguely feel his body slowly increasing, which is invisible, but it really exists.

call!

suck!

An Qisheng's breathing was calm. As he began to transport and condense his true energy, the whole room suddenly became darker and he could not see his five fingers.

Time passes gradually.

The night faded away, and the stars in the sky gradually disappeared in the blue sky.

"call!"

The boss of the boat wiped the sweat beads on his face and looked back to call the boatman to come and replace him.

But I couldn't help but be stunned.

At this moment, the sky is getting brighter and the night will not fade, but the visibility is already extremely high.

But when he looked at it, he felt that it was pitch black in front of him, and he was immediately startled.

"What's wrong?"

Another boatman couldn't help but look back when he heard the shout.

I was shocked when I saw it and didn't fall to the ground.

"How is it possible, how is it possible..."

The boss of the ship looked dull, sometimes looking at the sky, sometimes looking at the river, sometimes looking around.

Everything in the world is as usual, only their boat seems to be swallowed by the abyss, pitch black without a trace of light!

boom!

At this moment, he felt the boat under his feet tremble.

A stream of air pierced through the cabin walls, whistling through the darkness, like a sword of air, pulled several feet on the deck before slowly dissipating in front of him.

"ah!"

He staggered and almost fell off the boat. Fortunately, he also had martial arts skills, so he still stopped after staggering.

When he looked up again, he saw the old Taoist priest in white robe walking slowly out of the cabin.

He was still gray-haired and thin, but at this time he was walking towards him, as if he was glowing, occupying all his sight.

It's like he is the only one in the world and the center of the world.

This strange thought flashed through his mind, and he woke up. The darkness in his sight had completely disappeared and everything returned to normal.

The deck, the red horse, companions, and the cabin appeared in sight again.

"According to the accidental ruin of a cabin, this silver note is counted as ship capital, so please apologize."

An Qisheng had a smile on his face, and he popped it casually, and a silver note was already moving towards the boss of the ship.

At the same time, he thought, and the ship had already docked towards the shore.

"this........"

The boss of the ship reached out to take the silver notes, and when he saw its denomination, he immediately widened his eyes: "One, one thousand taels?!!!"

What is the concept of ten thousand taels?

An ordinary family of three will not cost more than five taels of silver if they are not frugal.

This ten thousand taels of silver is enough for a family of three to spend in a year!

Even if he bought the entire ship, it would only cost three or four hundred taels of silver!

This silver note is enough to buy a ship like him, two or three!

"Dao, Master Dao, this is too much!"

The boss of the boat was dry and his heart was feeling weak. The money of these martial arts people was so hot.

"I'll accept it for you."

While speaking, the boat was docked, and An Qisheng took a red horse and stepped onto the shore.

"Master Dao!"

What else does the ship boss want to say?

An Qisheng has turned over. Before leaving, he looked back at the boss of the ship:

"Don't look back, go down the river, and don't look back until you end up, otherwise you will be killed!"

After the boss of the boat was stunned, he saw the red horse neighing and leaving, and a few flashes had disappeared from his sight.

"this......."

The boss of the ship was undecided with the silver notes, and finally gritted his teeth and decided to believe it.

Not to mention the magical features of this old Taoist priest, even if this silver note has been wandering for three or five years, it will be worth a thousand!

After making up his mind, the boss shouted:

"Brothers, it's time to start the boat!"

One hour later, five tower ships came through the waves.

Huhu~~~

The wet morning breeze blew the body of the little eunuch who was slapped to death on the high-mounted mast.

"stop!"

On the deck, Fang Yuhong suddenly spoke, and the sound was heard from five tower ships.

Huh ~

Five tower ships stopped almost at the same time.

"His aura suddenly turns here!"

Fang Yuhong's long robe was fluttering, and his face became more and more cold:

"Although I don't know what he is playing, his breath will not be wrong!"

“Dangling!”

Yang Ling walked out of the cabin, and a long sword on his back roared:

"There is a lot of time delays, it's time to solve it!"

Zhao Changying, whose eyes were red, walked out of the cabin, his towering chest was undulating, and his anger was still not gone:

"Chasing! You must catch up with him!"

.........

On the sixth day of the seventh month, the sun hangs in the sky and is sunny.
To be continued...
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