History’s Strongest Senior Brother

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Ruan Ping looks 27 or 8 years old, looks handsome, and has extraordinary appearance.

He is one of the core disciples of the Zulang Pavilion, the sacred place of Zeyu, and he is proficient in the secret martial arts of Zeyu and has extraordinary skills.

However, what makes Yan Zhaoge even more concerned is that, as far as he knows, this Xiongtai seems to be obsessed with the desire of the phoenix of Da Ri Shengzong.

Although the difference between the two is about ten years old, this does not affect Ruan Ping's enthusiasm at all.

It's just that over the past six months, the situation in the world of the Eight Extremes has changed abruptly, and the relationship between several holy places has become tense.

The Zhuolang Pavilion, who has always been out of business, is more sensitive to every move.

Although Ruan Ping is a younger disciple, as one of the core descendants of Zhuolang Pavilion, if he is still the same as before, he looks very dazzling.

I don't know whether it was the elders of the mentor who made specific points, or whether Ruan Ping restrained himself. His performance in recent days seems to have gradually weakened his thoughts on Meng Wan.

Ruan Ping glanced at Liu Shengfeng and Yan Zhaoge, and nodded slightly: "Please follow me."

Liu Shengfeng smiled and took back the wolf-like look of Yan Zhaoge and Ye Chongzhou.

Ye Chongzhou was the same age as Ruan Ping. He knew each other long ago and said, "Ruan Ping, it is a rare visit here. You can show us the long-known Qingzha Lake."

Qingzhe Lake, located in the northwest of Zeyu, is the venue of the Tongtianhuimeng.

The country here is covered by clouds and fog all year round, but the clouds and fog on the lake are changing, and the scenery is beautiful.

Between the clouds and the clouds and the clouds and the clouds, it seems to contain endless world and reason, and can produce many wonders, making the world's warriors yearn for it.

Zhuolang Pavilion warriors, some people often come here to enlighten Dao.

The Zhuolang Pavilion, as the host of Tongtian Huimeng, will also arrange the venue here.

Ruan Ping smiled: "This is nature, you can move freely, but there are elders on the lake here who are using the terrain to set up their formation."

"If you are free, you need to be careful not to touch the formation ban."

Yan Zhaoge and Si Kongqing, together with the people of Bihai City and Mangshan Mountain, led by Ruan Ping, stepped into the waters of Qingzhe Lake.

Everyone stepped on the water, Yan Zhaoge looked around, only feeling relaxed and happy.

Between the clouds and mist, the mist and the lake seemed to be constantly changing.

The boundary between the sky and the earth seems to be blurred. Yan Zhaoge glances at it at first glance, and the lake water hangs in the sky, but the cloud seems to turn into a lake.

"Is the water flowing in Yunlang Pavilion magical, is it from here?"

Yan Zhaoge looked at the prospect with interest, and Si Kongqing beside him did the same.

Ye Chongzhou and his colleagues also smiled at Si Kongqing.

Next to Ye Chongzhou, a woman in her early twenties sighed: "It's a drunken man."

The woman's name is Li Jingwan, and Ye Chongzhou are the younger generations of Bihai City. They are about the same age as Yan Zhaoge and Xiao Yu.

The facial features are so beautiful that although they are not as beautiful as Si Kongqing, they are also a rare beauty.

Unlike Ye Chongzhou, Li Jingwan seemed very gentle, and she looked at Si Kongqing curiously.

Along the way, Si Kongqing appeared extremely quiet. He didn't say anything except to see everyone.

Whatever happened, they followed the pace of Yan Zhaoge, but whether it was Ye Chongzhou or Li Jingwan, it could be seen that Si Kongqing was not a person with no opinion, but seemed to be just afraid of trouble.

This young girl seems to devote all her energy to practice, and she does not intend to even disdain to allocate time elsewhere.

Although she understands the most basic human feelings, she is not a sociable person, and her mind is not in it at all.

Ye Chongzhou said with a smile: "The talent is outstanding, but also dedicated, God will not treat her badly."

Li Jingwan said: "Yes, at such a young age, I have reached the peak of the late master of Neigang. I heard that about half a year ago, when I was fighting with Hou Xiang in the vast mountains in the mountainous region, I was still the master of the midterm of Neigang. Speed ​​is really scary. "

The terrain here is vast. The islands in the lake are densely covered with stars. A group of people walked on the water and soon came to the center.

Among the Qingzha Lake, the islands with the largest area are here, and the main island, Qingzhao Island, is where the Tongtian Huimeng is held.

On Qingzhai Island, the disciples of Zhuolang Pavilion welcomed them and arranged for everyone to go to their respective residences.

The architectural style here is full of Zeyu scenery, and there are small bamboo buildings standing there in a scattered manner.

After Yan Zhaoge settled down, he walked out of the bamboo building and walked towards the lake again.

Came to the lake, walking between the clouds and fog, Yan Zhaoge's eyes gradually closed, Xinma Youhe, walking on the lake.

A Hu followed Yan Zhaoge without disturbing Yan Zhaoge.

Most of his attention is placed on the surrounding environment, to prevent someone from disturbing Yan Zhaoge, or in case of danger.

At the moment, the mystery of Qingzhe Lake was unconscious.

When the Tongtian Huimeng is formally held, and Yan Zhaoge participates, Ahu will come out alone.

Although his eyes were closed, Yan Zhaoge's body consciousness was magnified to the highest, and the acupuncture points on the whole body were opened and closed lightly. Unique beauty.

After walking for a while, Yan Zhaoge stopped and stood still, stretched out his hands forward, and moved slowly in the clouds.

After a while, Yan Zhaoge started again, continued to walk on the water, walked a certain distance, and stood still again.

Such a stop-and-go, two-handed movement has been endless.

The cloud around Yan Zhaoge's body was driven and wrapped around him, gradually forming a larger and larger air mass and moving with it.

"Looking at the changes in the clouds and waters of Zhehu Lake makes me have some other ideas about my martial arts."

Yan Zhaoge thought to himself: "When you step into the congenital, the qi will give birth to spirituality. In the middle of the congenital, the qi will turn the illusory world, and will further derive the change of the real and the real, and explore the denseness of the world.

"Of these, there may be something available."

While thinking about it, Yan Zhaoge suddenly froze for a moment, "Huh?"

A Hu, who followed him step by step, asked, "Master, what's wrong?"

Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes slightly and looked around: "This situation seems to have changed."

Ahu was inexplicably, with a blank expression on his face.

Yan Zhaoge didn't go on to say anything. Formation, like Dan Dao and Refining, is a relatively independent academic principle, and is closely related to martial arts, but the cultivation of the warrior does not completely determine the accomplishment of the formation.

Moreover, the spiritual array that covers the Qingzhe Lake in front of you has a small change and is not obvious.

Although A Huxiu has reached the heavens, he has never been involved in the formation of the formation, so he ca n’t see it and is not surprised.

For Yan Zhaoge, the formation of him is also a weakness, but that is relative to other abilities.

Compared with other guru martial arts masters, Yan Zhaoge's attainments in formation are equally outstanding.

Moreover, in recent days, Yan Zhaoge has just made up for the purpose of making up, and is particularly sensitive to matters related to the law.

At this moment, he soon noticed the anomaly.

Yan Zhaoge touched his chin: "Hey, is this the sequela of the news that Cangmang Mountain was spreading to kill me?"