An Yang closed his eyes, felt the mana in his body, and comprehended his affinity with the Great Dao, Heaven and Earth at this time, the sudden ascension of the Dao made him feel very uncomfortable, and the powerful power made him extremely intoxicated, which seemed very contradictory. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I opened my eyes in the blink of an eye, mana lingered around me.

This was the initial incompatibility of his soul and mind with the Dao in his body, and simply put, he was not ready to suddenly have such a profound cultivation.

But in an instant, everything was back to normal.

All the mana is hidden in his body!

After all, the Fortune Harvesting Pulse Divine Technique brought about was not a simple increase in energy, the most difficult Dao Perception was solved, and even the soul power was improved, only his own mental preparation and self-state of mind cultivation were missing.

The former can be adjusted in an instant, while the latter takes a long time and rich life experience to pile up.

An Yang secretly felt the growth of his own cultivation, and he couldn't help but gasp.

Level 11 Kunlun Duel, more than 200 years of Taoism!

This is almost catching up with the few Supreme Elders of Kunlun Mountain who have lived for more than two hundred years.

No wonder this door control technique is so terrifying!

If it weren't for the cushioning and adaptation of his body, his physical fitness had not caught up, and he would now be able to compete with the original Yuqing in terms of personal strength alone, and this would have to count the situation that Kunlun was definitely not suitable for fighting.

After all, Kunlun Jue's increase in physical fitness is not large, and it is particularly biased towards physique, not biased towards speed and strength, even if the cultivated mana is not aggressive, the explosive power is lacking, and it is relatively more neutral and peaceful.

Of course, it's just a matter of personal power.

The specific combat power cannot be compared like this, whether it is Taoism, mana or physical fitness, it cannot absolutely dominate the combat effectiveness.

Even if Anyang's physical fitness catches up, if he doesn't use modern weapons, he is estimated to be difficult to compare with Yuqing Daoren, who has been fighting with people and demons for more than a hundred years, in terms of specific combat strength in a short period of time, and other aspects are even worse.

Even if the Shushan disciple only trusts the sword in his hand and doesn't love spells, Yuqing is estimated to be no worse than him in terms of spells.

Other aspects such as combat experience, spells, heavenly dao, and talismans were also much stronger than him.

What's more, there is the most important kendo cultivation.

After all, no matter how many years have passed, every bit of Yuqing's strength is very solid and solid, this is not something that can be smoothed out by simple gold fingers and auxiliary devices, and he also needs a long time to sharpen to achieve.

An Yang took a deep breath and took everything back after making sure that this side of the world had nothing to do for the time being.

Unconsciously, it has reached the second half of the night, the moon rises in the east and sets in the west, more and more bright as jade, when he stands on the building, this round of bright moon is coincidentally hanging behind him, such an angle is taken at will, it is the perfect artistic conception and forced fan.

It's a pity that there are no cameras and no people to take pictures.

An Yang lowered his head slightly, his eyes shining in the night, staring at the few celestial masters who were standing in the distance and looking at him, and a few demons dressed in human form hiding in the shadows, but the two sides who were originally opposed came here for the same purpose.

The so-called will of heaven and earth is not so much a summary of the subconscious minds of all living beings under the provisions of the laws of the world.

Whether it is a human being or an animal, a flower, a grass, a tree or a leaf, whether there is wisdom or no wisdom, whether there is a mind of one's own or not, whether one can perceive pain, whether one can give birth to feelings, all have their own subconscious.

For example, first and foremost, survival.

Human beings plant animal husbandry, wild animals prey, and flowers and trees grow towards the sun, all of which are the embodiment of survival consciousness.

It's just that animals are more prominent than plants, and humans are more distinct, and no one says that a wildflower does not have consciousness, if you are interested, you can dim the sunlight on one side, just observe for a while, and it will naturally grow to the other side.

From the perspective of biological science, this kind of consciousness is a collection of a series of cold rankings, and if it is explained from the perspective of Taoism, it is relatively more mysterious, and there is no one right or wrong between the two, but the perspective of the two is different.

If the two civilizations do not meet, it will be difficult for both sides to understand the other's arguments and find it ridiculous and nonsense.

Those who choose the path of heaven and the way of Shinto believe that these consciousnesses will be brought together through some medium, and under the effect of the laws of heaven and earth as agreements similar to those in scientific and technological objects, a simple and vast comprehensive consciousness will be formed.

This kind of consciousness that even Heavenly Dao cultivators can't figure out is called the Will of Heaven and Earth.

In fact, except for those who practice the Heavenly Dao, the cultivators of the other Great Dao have never proved the existence of the will of the world, and each Great Dao direction has a different understanding of it, and they have their own opinions, so they do not know its specific principles and composition.

But there is no doubt that the will of the world is different in each world, and some even do not exist at all.

If An Yang used this forbidden technique in the Shenzhou world, not to mention anything else, it is estimated that the crusade of heaven and earth alone would be enough for him, but in this world, he was only slightly affected, and the other backlash has not been felt so far.

Of course, it may also be due to the fact that the range of his spells is not wide, and the damage caused is not too great.

These Heavenly Masters and Demons can be said to be either the will of heaven and earth hinting that they came to interfere with Anyang, or it can be said that as a part of this heaven and earth and more keen, they secretly felt the harm caused to them by Anyang's actions, so they walked over on their own to prepare for Anyang's troubles. The understanding of this is different for each avenue.

Until there is a person or a great avenue direction that is strong enough to completely prove his correctness, every understanding can be said to be correct, but judging from the current situation of the various daos in the Shenzhou world, this day seems to be far away.

Anyang didn't pay attention to this group of people, summoned the armor, and when he finished putting it on, he quickly rose to the sky.

Hastily!

Dragging the faint yellow light flame in the pale blue and white, he was like a meteor, whistling past the roof, disappearing into the distant sky in the blink of an eye under the moonlight, rushing out of the chaotic area of mana fluctuations left just now, far away.

He's got to hurry!

An Yang arrived at Shuntianfu in the early hours of the morning and walked around the empty streets, but unfortunately there was no one around, so he had to slowly feel his Taoism, familiar with the unfamiliar power in his body, and also felt the coolness of the morning.

Gradually, the sky began to glow.

The steamed bun shop on the street was the first to open, and the steamer made of bamboo strips was steaming, and the smell of steamed buns filled the air. Then there is the pancake stall with a wooden cart, the swarthy-faced boss has quick hands and feet, and the smell of scallion oil is very tempting.

The peasants carrying the greens also gradually entered the city, set up their stalls very early, took out small benches and sat next to them to take a nap.

Anyang has not seen such a scene for a long time, and he was a little embarrassed for a while, especially with a touch of ancient costume color, the criss-crossing of those faces, patched clothes, and dirty cloth shoes with exposed toes deepened the helplessness of life.

If they are not forced, who wants to get up early and stay up late?

When the door was opened, he was leaning against the wall holding a heavy magic book, and he felt that the laws of this heaven and earth were beginning to repel him, making it a little difficult for him to absorb the aura of heaven and earth and concentrate his energy.

It's still insignificant, but it's getting stronger.

Anyang closed the book very quickly, added a touch of his own mark, and walked into the Dengxian Building.

"Send me hundreds of jugs of your best fruit wine, as well as freshly made pastries!"

What an upstart face!

The maid's expression was a little haggard, thinking that it was caused by the recent change in the immortal building, and she was inexplicably beaten into a slave from a free man with some low monthly money, presumably no one can sleep, and it is good if the eyes are not crying and swollen.

But as a maid, she still quickly caught up.

"This lord, our Dengxian Lou has just experienced a change, and we haven't had time to brew fruit wine to replenish, so much is already all the current storage of our Dengxian Tower, and you may not be able to drink so much, or, try two pots first, I don't know what flavor you like, the slave specially went to choose the best one for you in the previous month, and the taste is just the best!"

"I'll take it!"

"Adult ......"

"I'm not kidding, hurry up!"

"My lord, this, we still have to do business, if you buy it all at once, I'm afraid I won't be able to be the master, I have to ask the shopkeeper of our Dengxian Building now, please wait for me, and give you the pastries first."

After speaking, the maid bowed deeply to him, revealing a touch of snow-white furrow on the neckline of the Hanfu.

An Yang waved his hand and motioned for her to go quickly.

Soon, the maid came back again, but the news was that Dengxian Lou had just changed owners, and she was unwilling to sell so many at once, only twenty pots at most, otherwise the business would be very difficult to do in the past few days, and it would be very troublesome for the owner to blame.

An Yang is undoubtedly very dissatisfied, in fact, he can accept it without a few hundred pots, but twenty pots, this is too little, right?

"Bang!"

A muffled sound of a slap sounded.

Starting from the point of contact between his palm and the tabletop, a brilliant light bloomed and stirred, and the tables and chairs in the hall all fell to the ground in tatters except for the one he was sitting on, and the crackling sound sounded as if it had been ravaged by debris and thunder.

When the shopkeeper heard the sound and saw it, he was shocked.

"At least a hundred pots, I don't have time to bargain with you, and if you refuse me again, you will be Dengxian Tower!"

"Yes yes yes ......"

The shopkeeper nodded while wiping a cold sweat.

He waved his hand and motioned the maid to do what An Yang thought, but with one hand he waved vaguely, signaling the man to report to the official.

An Yang glanced at him and ignored him.

Half an hour later, he turned into a white light on the spot with enough souvenirs, and left contentedly.

At this time, outside the gate of Dengxian Tower, a bunch of officials with knives were still at a loss, they received a report and came, but they were blocked by a thin transparent barrier, no matter what, they couldn't get in, and they were helpless to ask the heavenly master for help.

This peculiar scene made them a little frightened, and it also made the emperor very solemn, and he became more and more afraid of the Heavenly Master.

But in Dengxian Tower, there is a legend left.

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