The strong wind disappeared and the dark clouds dissipated.

An Qisheng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the boiling blood slowly calmed down.

Pang Wanyang's punch was almost crushed by the void. With his head-on contact, he was equivalent to fighting against the world for several miles with his body, and naturally endured huge oppression.

However, his body is unparalleled and he has just achieved success in training. This punch cannot hurt his roots.

As he exhaled a breath of turbid air, the slight damage in the subtle parts of his body had slowly recovered.

"Brother?"

Yun Haitian came up, a little worried.

"After all, it's just one blow. The body and qi veins of the Sheep Snake cannot bear all his strength. This blow will not hurt me."

An Qisheng waved his hand slightly.

"On February 2nd of the following year, isn't it the day when Master Yikyu made an appointment to fight Pang Wanyang?"

Wang Jianglong looked at the Three Seals.

Sanyin nodded with a serious expression and looked at An Qisheng:

"Master, the ancestors' appointment to fight Pang Wanyang is on the second day of the second month. Pang Wanyang is afraid that he will invite you to go, but he is afraid that there will be something else."

The other monks' faces were not good-looking either.

A wisp of divine will has already achieved such martial arts through his body. How powerful should his true body, who is still tens of thousands of miles away?

Even if you have confidence in the ancestors, these great monks will inevitably have some shadows in their hearts.

"He is afraid that there are many people who have made an appointment to watch the battle..."

An Qisheng glanced at the people from Wanjian Villa among the crowd and said calmly:

"Mu Qingfeng, the Wheel King, the Moon Master and other great masters are also among the people who are watching the battle..."

Sanyin and others nodded slightly, and they had received similar news.

"Is this a death to live, and if you fail, you will die?"

An Qisheng looked at the sea of ​​clouds and said to himself.

Then he took a step forward under the crowd of several people.

He stood in front of the Tai Chi diagram, his white Taoist robe was slightly broken, and the huge square was even more messy.

But many people in the martial arts world did not underestimate them, and they were all in awe.

Even Pang Wanyang failed to hurt him. Such strength was enough to shock the world.

"You are scared for your help."

An Qisheng's palm pressed lightly, and the invisible energy had already suppressed the dust air flow that was swollen on the field:

"Today, I will establish the king's power, and you all will prove it with heaven and earth!"

The vast sound waves echoed in the sky and could be heard for dozens of miles.

The top of Wang Quan Mountain was silent first, and then countless people bowed:

"We are here to congratulate you, the Grand Master will establish a sect!"

...........

The top of the Six Prisons Holy Mountain.

In the village-like mountain gate of the Six Prison Demon Sect, there seemed to be a thunderbolt flash and then disappear.

At the edge of the Wanzhang Ice Peak, Pang Wanyang, wearing a blue shirt, stood with his hands behind his back, looking at the three big suns that were looming in the endless rolling sea of ​​clouds.

He looked so carefully that he seemed to suck Dari into his eyes.

"Check at the end of the yang, and yang at the end of the yin, Tai Chi, Tai Chi, Yin and Yang may be united?"

Pang Wanyang's mind was vague, as if he had seen the Taoist man on the top of Wang Quan Mountain tens of thousands of miles away.

An indescribable feeling lingers in his heart.

For tens of thousands of years, many great masters have chosen Taiyin Wuji or Taiyang Wuji. Not that no one has chosen to practice the two paths, but they do not mention the dilemma.

Just talking about any one of the ways can reach the peak. If you have the hope of heaven and man, why should you practice both ways?

He thought so once.

But this time, he saw the Tai Chi diagram tens of thousands of miles away through his divine will, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

If Taiyin Wuji and Sun Wuji are with each other, what will it be?

“It’s a pity, it’s too late…”

Pang Wanyang sighed slightly.

If yin and yang coexist in humans and gods, if one of them is chosen, the other must be eliminated. The so-called yin is strong and yang is eliminated, and yang is strong and yin is eliminated.

The moment he achieved Taiyin Wuji, there was no trace of yang in his "god".

As for the cathode Yang generation......

Huh ~

As the air roared, a figure in white frosted and landed ten feet behind Pang Wanyang, and said softly:

"Why did the Sect Master sigh?"

"White Lotus!"

Pang Wanyang stood with his hands behind his back, his tone was gentle:

"Splitting the Demon Sect!"

"What?"

Mrs. Bailian's delicate body shook, and her beautiful eyes were full of surprise.

He wanted to ask, but Pang Wanyang had already sank into the rolling clouds.

He sat cross-legged, floating in the sky and sea of ​​clouds, with the three great suns.

...........

Time is like water, and a month has passed in a flash. The ice and snow melt between heaven and earth, all things are revived, and there are blue and red embellishments on the mountains, rivers and earth again.

On the top of Wang Quan Mountain, the once destroyed stone slabs have long been repaved neatly.

But the huge royal power is still empty.

After An Qisheng started his sect, countless people came to learn the arts with fame, but he did not accept any disciples.

Except for Jiang Tingting and Zhang Haohao, even Liuming and Sun En have never been taken to his subordinates.

On the contrary, some refugees who could not eat nearby were recruited as servants by Tieshan and could have a foothold in the royal power path.

The backyard of Wang Quandao is also the original site of the Taoist temple that was once burned to ashes.

An Qisheng sat cross-legged under a bare old tree, facing the rising sun, as if he was swallowing the essence of the sun and the moon.

This old tree that was once burned by the bandits of Snake King Mountain and almost became charcoal, but as spring came, the old tree actually pulled out its branches again.

But under his aura, he regained his vitality.

As the breeze blew, the omnipresent spiritual energy of heaven and earth was sank into his body.

Why does the internal force produce true qi, which is purified and refined by Tianyizhu, and then added to the extremely complex circulation of Qi and meridians.

It starts over and over again, endlessly.

"Internal energy, internal force, true energy, qi meridians, divine meridians..."

An Qisheng was thinking in his heart.

He did not accept disciples, of course it was not because he had too high vision and looked down on these disciples, nor was he afraid of spies from other forces among them.

But he has not yet completely sorted out a training system.

A complete set of sect inheritance is to include fist, palm, finger, legs, internal qi skills, internal strength skills, true qi skills, qi and meridian skills, divine skills, vertical skills, horizontal martial arts skills, swords, guns, sticks, and other skills.

If you have such a complete set of inheritance, you dare to establish a sect?

Although any Qi Zhi possesses many martial arts, how many people can establish sects?

Isn't it possible?

I dare not!

Today you dare to pass on the martial arts you learned from other sects, and someone came to you the next day.

Although An Qisheng didn't care.

But he didn't have such a thick face and passed on the martial arts of other sects.

Therefore, whether it is sorting out what he has learned or to inherit the kingly power, he must summarize a martial arts system.

The so-called foundation is the foundation of the sect and one's own foundation.
To be continued...