History’s Strongest Senior Brother

In Pidi Shuo, walking in the deep sea, Yan Zhaoge sat in the middle, with a fingerprint on both hands, gathered in Dantian's abdomen.

Around the body, the air flow turned around, becoming more and more powerful, constantly circling in Yan Zhaoge's body.

The airflow, which seemed to be chaotic, gradually became muddy and heavy.

As heavy as the earth, it can carry everything and nurture everything.

Grand Master's first emphasis is on the realm of the early spirit, which is characterized by enriching itself with aura, returning it to the original, and turning it into a soil-like existence.

The soil that breeds the true spirit of martial arts, so it is also called Lingyang.

Yan Zhaoge urged what he had learned at this moment, and the qi condensed and manifested, as if it were a thousand miles of fertile soil, only to be planted.

If it's the Taiqing Qigong of the Guangcheng Mountain, Yan Zhaoge can actually condense the spirit species and step into the level of the Grand Master in the middle of Yunling.

However, the spirit species that Yan Zhaoge wants to form is not based on Taiqing Qigong, but on Wu Ji Tian Shu as the foundation.

In this way, the difficulty is undoubtedly much greater, Yan Zhaoge needs to carefully consider and try to perfect it properly.

On the way to the North Sea, Yan Zhaoge, in addition to operating the ground shuttle, has been seizing time and focusing on his own practice.

The accompanying Ahu, taught by Yan Zhaoge, can already roughly operate this unique treasure.

When Ahu took the helm, Yan Zhaoge meditated and practiced.

After Yan Zhaoge's practice came to an end, he took over and Ahu took a break.

Speaking of rest, Ahu also sits cross-legged like Yan Zhaoge's movements, with his eyes closed and earnestly practicing.

When he vomited, he saw a black air coming out of his mouth and nose, not smoke, but like a windy existence.

As Ahu kept vomiting, it seemed to set off a small black storm around his body, gradually surrounding him.

The two alternated in this way, in the way of shift shift, while practicing, while crossing the East China Sea and North China Sea to the extreme north.

One day, Yan Zhaoge took the helm and controlled the Pizoo to surface.

At the moment, it was in the North Sea. There were ice floes on the surface of the sea, and the cold cold wind between heaven and earth was blowing. It was the master warrior like Yan Zhaoge who felt the coldness deep into the bone marrow.

Not to mention ordinary people or warriors in the realm of physical refinement, they are low-level master warriors. In such an environment, they may be frozen to death alive.

And here, it is just the edge of the extreme north.

The extreme north, the desert of the Great West, the wilderness of the south and the Haiti Palace and other places are called the fierce places, and it is not a name that has won its name.

Yan Zhaoge turned his head to look at Ahu, and he saw that Ahu's body was full of gas, and a strong black wind was pouring from him.

The acupuncture points on Ahu's whole body opened and closed together. Each acupuncture point was like a portal. The portal was closed, Feng Ping wave was exhausted, the portal was opened, and there was a terrifying dark night wind blowing out.

Like Yan Zhaoge, Ahu has now reached the final level.

Lingyin is very full, and only waiting to produce his own spiritual species can he successfully set foot in the Grand Master's duality, the mid-level realm of the spirit.

However, Ahu did not rush to take this step, but still polishing himself carefully.

Yan Zhaoge glanced at him and said, "Put your mind calmer, the West Pole Purple Qi is to control the restless wind with a quiet heart, and turn the heaven and earth into static things, but in the end, tyranny can erupt. And it's amazing, like a raging force. "

"Motion and stillness are the essence."

Ahu sat cross-legged in the ground shuttle, still closing his eyes, but nodded slightly.

Before the Guangcheng Tribulation, most of the rest of the Black Nightmare Mountains, regardless of whether they were involved in the abyss, participated in and attacked Guangcheng Mountain.

The final result was naturally the whole army was annihilated. Two of the Black Night Mountain remnants were the highest, the Grand Master Jiu Zhong, and the strongmen of the late Yuan Fu, all folded in Guangcheng Mountain.

After this battle, the holy land forces of the past, the veins of the Black Nightmare, which has been lingering on for a long time, are almost the same, not to mention the complete destruction.

In this battle, as the winning party, they will gain some success by killing and catching the Black Night Mountain remnants who attacked the mountain.

Among them, the relatively large gain is the success of the top martial arts heritage of the Black Night Mountain.

The status of Xiqi Purple Qi in Heiyue Mountain is just like that of the second half of Taiqing Qigong to Guangcheng Mountain, and the great qi to Dari Shengzong.

Ahu's previous practice, the Black Night Divine Wind Technique, reached the depths, and was moving towards the West Pole Purple Qi.

Yan Zhaoge passed Xiji Ziqi to Ahu, with the intention that he hoped that Ahu would be based on the Qiqi Ziqi, which is better than the Black Night God Fengjue.

After the Guangcheng War, to this day, Ahu, who is constantly training, has now gradually become the climate of the West Pole Purple Qi, but it still needs to be polished.

Yan Zhaoge carefully observed that when Ahu was practicing, there was already a ray of light purple air flowing with the black wind in the black storm that he was vomiting all over.

It seemed to be a ray of purple light, mixed in a black storm, constantly shuttled.

When Yan Zhaoge practiced by herself, the chaotic qi gradually settled, as if it turned into heavy turbid gas, forming the earth as if it were a thousand miles of fertile soil.

But after sinking to the extreme, Yan Zhaoge's qi suddenly became magnificent, just like Dao Qingqi, floating up to the sky.

The transformation between the two seems contradictory and abrupt, and if someone else sees you, it will only be difficult to understand.

But at this time, all this really happened to Yan Zhaoge.

The clear air rises to the sky, and the turbid air sinks to the ground. Both of them happen at the same time, and they become one, as if the whole world is the same.

The clear air in the sky condenses and gradually turns into a seed-like point, while the underlying soil is heavy and vast.

The two are separated and unified, and finally combined together!

Yan Zhaoge's eyes opened, and he took a breath.

Ahu, who was controlling Pidi Shuo, felt that from outside Pidi Shuo, the Arctic ice sea, and the aura between the vast world around him, all of them were quickly gathered around Yan Zhaoge.

"Son, you are promoted to Grand Master II, Yunling's mid-level realm!" A Hu looked at Yan Zhaoge, although he always claimed to be Yan Zhaoge's number one big dogleg, and made Yan Zhaoge comfortable with patting. One of the goals of hard work, but now, for a while, it is a bit speechless.

Once upon a time, because of the relationship between age and length of practice, Yan Zhaoge and him had a much different realm, but now, Yan Zhaoge has already surpassed him.

Although there is a kind of son who is worthy of praise, but Ahu can't help but feel a little stunned.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and said, "If I am not wrong, you will be in the near future."

Ahu sucked her mouth and sighed.

Traveling all the way, crossing the ice sea, and back to the land, Yan Zhaoge and A Hu collected the ground shuttle and landed.

The extreme north is inaccessible.

It should have been this way ...

But Yan Zhaoge and Ahu found other people, and many.

People in the Temple of Thunder.