In the Yangxiao Hall, many martial arts people still coaxed and asked the storyteller to continue talking.

But the Taoist in white robe stood outside the counter, with a spear on the ground, but no one noticed something strange.

Even a few waiters came and went in a hurry and walked past him, but they didn't notice him.

Tieshan was born as a captain and had a very keen observation ability. He immediately found something wrong.

I couldn't help but feel shocked.

What kind of martial arts is this?

"Nothing happened in the past few months, right?"

An Qisheng smiled slightly.

"But nothing big, but you have guided several chefs who cooked, and two of them died. I have buried them and avenged them."

Tieshan stood up, glanced at the crowd who seemed to be unaware of it, and said slowly:

"The one who killed them was the manager of the wealthy families in Nanliang..."

Tieshan sighed.

People in the world have always eaten people, big fish eat small fish, big families eat small households, and small households eat small households, and small households eat small households, and this has always been the case.

If you don’t have enough power, you will be able to protect your wealth even if you don’t have enough power.

"It seems they didn't listen to me."

An Qisheng's smile disappeared and he shook his head slightly:

"Please take care of their family."

When the Yangxiao Hall was closed, he had already placed a group of chef waiters. If he didn't show off, no one would find them.

pity......

An Qisheng took out some stacks of silver notes: "I am going to practice a Taoist temple."

"so much?"

Tieshan glanced at the thick silver notes with a denomination of at least 1,000 taels, and couldn't help but feel shocked:

"Is the Taoist priest going to start a sect? But I don't know where it is?"

"Where was originally, and where are they now."

An Qisheng glanced at Liuming, a young monk who was running in the restaurant. The young monk came on a dragon, but he was placed in Yangxiao Hall.

"Montenegro?"

Tieshan was slightly stunned.

With An Qisheng's current martial arts cultivation, he can choose to start a sect and establish a sect in the world. The Black Mountain is only a hundred feet high. Although it is backed by the Huayan Mountains, it is really not a good place, and it is even worse than the Snake King Mountain.

He could guess that An Qisheng might start a sect, but he didn't expect that he would choose to start a sect here.

"The mountains are not high, and the water is not deep."

An Qisheng didn't care.

"Yes, the mountain is not high."

Tieshan couldn't help but nod.

With An Qisheng's martial arts cultivation at this time, no matter where he chooses to start a sect, there is no shortage of learners who have learned skills.

"But, as the cold land is cold today, I want to find someone to repair the mountain gate, but I'm afraid it's not easy..."

Tieshan said again.

In the middle of winter, there is heavy snow. Although Black Mountain is less than a hundred feet high, it is a mountain. It is not something that ordinary people can do if they want to build a mountain gate.

"These money is for you to buy some raw materials, not for someone to build the mountain gate."

Unexpectedly, An Qisheng just shook his head.

It was cold and the earth was frozen. I found some ordinary people to climb a mountain to build Taoist temples. It was a killing person, so he naturally would not do it.

Although, as long as you have money, there are so many ordinary people in the world who are not afraid of death.

"That Taoist priest means..."

Tieshan frowned.

An Qisheng smiled faintly and glanced at the many storied and backless heroes in the restaurant:

"Winter is free, these friends come from afar, and I don't care about helping you."

Tieshan looked at the martial arts people who were drinking and laughing and scolding in the lobby, and couldn't help feeling miserable for them.

People who practice martial arts are not afraid of the cold...

.........

The sun rises, and the world is bleak.

The cold wind whistles and snowflakes sprinkle.

But on Mount Wang Quan, there were thousands of figures walking through the wind and snow, running on the mountain path that had been repaved neatly.

Some people are holding on to the giant tree and stepping like flying, or some people are carrying a huge rock with a thousand kilogram and heading straight to the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, there were even more carriages and horses, and countless carriages were transporting goods in the wind and snow.

"This is the first time that the old man has seen such a scene after living for so many years..."

The merchant who was escorting goods looked at the dense figures on Wang Quan Mountain and the mountain gate that had already appeared, and couldn't help but sigh.

People in the martial arts world have internal strength, even if they are not a master, they still have a thousand pounds of strength on both arms, and they are not afraid of wind and cold. One person is much faster than a hundred people working.

How much time does it take to transport a huge rock of thousands of kilograms to the top of a mountain that costs dozens of feet. If it is an ordinary person?

And at this moment, the two of them went back and forth for only half an hour!

Because of this, in just ten days, the mountain has changed a lot.

"Who is this person? Can you tame these unruly martial arts people and build Taoist temples and mountain roads for them?"

A young man tightened his clothes and his little face turned pale.

"I don't know, these martial arts people are so tight-lipped that they are just amazing experts."

The old man shook his head.

Not only the grandfather and grandson, but also the other convoys transporting various goods were all shocked.

Such efficiency is invincible.

Even some craftsmen who had participated in the construction of cities in the imperial court, never saw such efficiency.

Huh ~

On the top of Wang Quan Mountain, the wind and snow roar.

But beyond the expectations of the people at the foot of the mountain, the top of the mountain in the wind and snow was not as cold as imagined, and even the snow had not yet survived.

Once you reach the top of the mountain, you can feel the heat wave coming to your face.

A group of martial arts people were busy in the gradually formed Taoist temple gate, sweating profusely.

While they were busy, they looked at the edge of the cliff with awe, and the two people standing side by side in the clouds and mists. To be precise, they were the white-robed Taoist.

In their eyes, this man was like a big sun burning, and the rolling heat wave spread from him. The roasted mountain peak was like summer, and the ice melted.

What shocked them even more was that.

The heat wave seemed to emit an extremely strange aura, which greatly relieved their fatigue and even gave them the effect of enhancing physical strength.

In such an environment, they only feel that they have made considerable progress in both internal strength and physical strength.

"If I had known that my brother had this method, I wouldn't have come in such a hurry."

Looking down at the mountains, the shadows of the clouds and the sky sighed slightly.

He led his disciples from Zhongzhou to build a mountain gate to help An Qisheng. However, after coming, he realized that he didn't seem to have much use.

"What did Brother Yun say?"

An Qisheng stood with his hands behind his back, and shook his head slightly after hearing this: "How can these mobs compare to Brother Yun?"

An Qisheng is not telling a lie.

In this world, when it comes to building cities, embankments, water conservancy and other buildings, it is naturally the first in the Dafeng court and paving the roads. However, it is the first in Huangjue Temple. Although the Chivalrous Gate is not as good as the two.

But the great Xiayi Sect was originally created by Yun Haitian, led by his disciples for decades, and naturally had rich experience.

Just ten days ago, the outline of the mountain gate was first seen, and they were naturally of their contribution.

Of course, the more important reason is that the Taoist view that An Qisheng practiced is not very big.

Not to mention that it is far inferior to the mountain gate of Huangjue Temple, it is also far inferior to the Xiayi Gate.

"It's good if it can be of some use."

Yun Haitian smiled and looked at An Qisheng, slightly envious:

"Brother has already merged into his body, and he can leave the body by just getting familiar with the spirituality."

In his senses.

At this time, An Qisheng's whole body was like the rising sun, exuding endless vitality, which was clearly a manifestation of the extreme power of the god.

Even, he just stood here quietly, and his aura covered the entire Taoist temple.

He was shocked to such a "god".

"Brother Yun's Dharma Eyes are OK."

An Qisheng nodded slightly, his eyes deep.

Essence, energy and spirit are complementary things. His body is extremely strong, so he will naturally replenish his soul and make his "god" stronger.

This is not something that anyone in this world can compare with him.

However, he didn't want to make such a breakthrough.

"The divine vein has two paths: Yin and Yang, Taiyin Wuji and Taiyang Wuji. These two paths are said to lead to heaven and man. After the Battle of Fengdu, I can leave my body at any time, but I don't want to make a choice so confused..."

An Qisheng looked at Yunhaitian and said slowly:

"Brother Yun also has many understandings of the divine veins. You should know that human ‘s gods’ are divided into yin and yang. There is always a little true yang hidden in yin, and there is always a little true yin hidden in yang!

The Yin God goes out of his body and is baptized by thunder. He wants to wash away one of them. He uses the Yin God to resist the baptism of thunder. Because the thunder is the most yang, once washed, the true Yin is discharged and the true Yang is ignited. This path is called the Sun Wuji, or the Sun Wuji.

However, the divine weapons are used to trigger thunder, and because the divine weapons are protected, they cannot be completely washed. Instead, the Yin in the human and gods is greater than the Yang, and the Yin drives Yang and ignites the true Yin. This is Taiyin Wuji, or the Supreme Yin Wuji.

There is indeed no high or low in these two paths. But ordinary people have no choice, so they naturally choose the Taiyin Wuji Road."

"Taiyin Wuji and Sun Wuji..."

Yun Haitian's heart was shaken, and his face changed:

"Does your brother want to take the path of Sun Wuji?"

"What do you think Brother Yun?"

An Qisheng smiled slightly.

His "God" is growing, far from reaching its limit, and it may not be impossible to resist the baptism of thunder.

This process only has one chance to choose for others.

With the ability to dream, he can try it again and again, thousands of times, and the danger is far less than that of Yun Haitian imagined.

"There is no high or low in Taiyin and Sun. Brother, I am sure to take the Taiyin path. Why should I take this huge risk and follow the Sun path?"

Yun Haitian waved his hand, very disagreement.

It is much more dangerous to endure the baptism of thunder with the Yin God than to avoid the disaster with the divine weapon.

If the former is accidentally killed, it will never be restored. Even if the latter fails, it will only be like him, and stops in the divine vein and will not die and the soul will be destroyed.

If the sun is extremely strong than the Taiyin, it would be fine. It would be said that An Qisheng was seeking stronger power, but there is no difference between the two at all. Why should he risk the death of the body and soul and force the way of the sun?

"Of course not."

An Qisheng shook his head slightly:

"As the saying goes, one yin and one yang are called Tao, so why bother to divide the Taiyin and Sun?"

"One yin and one yang are called Tao..."

Yun Haitian chewed this sentence before and his heart was slightly shocked:

"Brother means..."

"Yin and Yang are united."

An Qisheng looked at the rolling sea of ​​clouds, with a quiet expression:
Chapter completed!