The storm is coming.

In the silent Xue Manor, Su Jie, who had not yet fallen asleep, felt a little touched in his heart. He turned over and got out of bed, put on his clothes and came to the artificial lake in the backyard.

I saw lightning winding like dragons and snakes, sometimes cutting through the sky, and thunder rolling like a tide, deafening for a moment.

But his attention was no longer above the thunder in the sky, but was sitting cross-legged in An Qisheng sitting quietly in the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

In a vaguely, the black and white Tai Chi diagram that I saw that day appeared in his eyes, but it was different.

At that time, the black and white Tai Chi diagram almost enveloped the entire planet, but the black and white colors were only circulating around An Qisheng.

"Is this thunder drawn by Mr. An?"

Su Jie's eyes froze and his heart beat faster.

He could feel that with An Qisheng's breathing, the entire artificial lake, Yangming Mountain, and even the entire world were moving with his breathing.

The thunder in the sky did not come down and hit him, but was triggered by his breath!

"Thunder?"

"Why is this thunderstorm so close? If this thunder is hit, it will be a waste of life?"

"The weather forecast did not say it was raining? This weather forecast is becoming more and more unreliable..."

Such a thunderstorm day naturally attracted the attention of other people in the Xue Manor, but most people just opened the window or walked out the door and took a look.

Although this thunderstorm is a bit strange, no one really takes it seriously.

"This is......"

Instead, Xue Zheng seemed to have some senses, forcibly retreated from the dream, and felt the unusual aura around him.

Put on my clothes and go out.

As soon as he went out, a lightning flashed through the sky. Xue Zheng's heart thumped, and he took a step forward. Behind him, a lightning flash fell down, leaving a violently burning smell in the air.

“Huh?”

Xue Zheng was slightly surprised.

After holding the pill and sitting on the stride, seeing that the god is not damaged, the person's aura will be strong to a certain extent, and invisibly it will sympathize with the heaven and earth, and sometimes it will cause thunder to strike down.

But he had some means of hiding his qi and blood, and he was old on weekdays, and all his vitality was minimized.

Not to mention, his Xue Manor has various measures to avoid disasters and lightning.

He could not remember how long he hadn't been struck by lightning, so he was naturally a little surprised at this time.

Huh ~

With a thought, he had arrived at the shore of the artificial lake.

His perception was extremely strong, and he could vaguely feel concentric circles that were invisible to the naked eye spreading towards the surroundings with An Qisheng as the center. The lake water rippled and the void also had slight folds.

An invisible qi brews between heaven and earth. It is this qi that resonates with the heaven and earth. The changes in the celestial phenomena also trigger thunderstorms.

But strangely, the Xue Manor was surrounded by lightning at this time, but no one struck the pavilion in the middle of the lake. Instead, the houses everywhere were affected.

From time to time, people ran out of the house in surprise.

Not long after, everyone in the entire Xue Manor, except for the Baihu, Xu Hongyun, Jing Xiaolou and others who had entered the dream of royal power, were alarmed.

Everyone was shocked and looked at the pavilion in the middle of the lake, surrounded by countless electric rays, and could be smashed at all times.

What happened?

"Has Feng Shui changed?"

Xue Zheng's eyes froze.

Of course, the Xue Manor was not built casually. In order to build this manor, he invited countless Feng Shui masters to come decades ago, including Xu Hongyun and his teacher.

It is a manor and a place to avoid disasters.

Therefore, he was most familiar with the aura and Feng Shui of the Xue Manor, and he could also detect some changes.

Not to mention such a big battle now!

He could vaguely feel that at this time, it was not only their Xue Manor that was covered by thunderstorms, but also the change of Feng Shui was not only Yangming Mountain.

In fact, the entire treasure island was filled with lightning and lightning at this time, and the vast ocean was filled with wind and thunder and waves roaring.

Moreover, not only the treasure island, but also the sound of wind and thunder are whistling inland across the sea.

The invisible fluctuations are still spreading towards the continent, even the Golden Eagle Kingdom across the sea, and even the glaciers and ice oceans at the poles of the world!

It seems to be covering the whole world!

Huh ~

Suck ~

In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, surrounded by many thunder and lightning, An Qisheng returned to the dark, only breathing and surrounding environment were integrated and interacting with the heaven and earth.

The old man did not pass on any substantial magic or practice, nor was he passed on like the teachings of the mind.

Instead, it is like a mirror that reflects one's own shortcomings and flaws, and also reflects one's future, and its significance can be big or small.

A mirror hangs high in his heart, and all the essences flow and turn.

He learned too many things and too many things, martial arts, secret techniques accumulated over thousands of years of the world, and magical magic that has been passed down from countless years of human history.

Various knowledge about the traffic on the Xuanxing, the secret witchcraft obtained from the Sanxin Blue Spirit Child...

No one can integrate the things accumulated by countless creatures in the three worlds for thousands of years in just a short time, even An Qisheng.

The method of entering a dream in a thousand is not omnipotent, and countless experiences in different dreams are also a huge burden for his soul.

So much so that his distracting thoughts flew away from time to time and insisted on wiping them all the time, like an invisible layer of gauze. Until then, the gauze was torn apart.

It can be seen as real.

"There is something mixed, and it is born in heaven and earth..."

"The Way of Heaven..."

"The way can be told..."

An Qisheng murmured in his heart and sang unconsciously: "Tai Chi is born from Wuji, the mechanism of movement and stillness is the mother of yin and yang. When it moves, it is divided, and when it is quiet, it is combined..."

Buzz ~

Then, the black and white colors jumped into the air from their bodies, like two heavenly swords tearing apart the heavy thunder clouds, and outlined a rapidly rotating Tai Chi diagram between the infinite darkness.

A small Tai Chi in human body, a large Tai Chi in heaven and earth.
Chapter completed!