Chapter 109 What is martial arts?(1/2)
"It's a pity that the Tao is not strong enough"
After being shocked, An Qisheng sighed softly.
There are two types of search modes for Daoyitu, one is rough and the other is detailed, the latter consumes a hundred times the former.
For example, Tong Zhengyang’s information is roughly the above. If there is detailed information, not only he himself, but also even the things he has experienced throughout his life, including the coefficients.
Unfortunately, his Taoist power is only ten points now. If he wants to know everything, he needs a thousand Taoist power, so he naturally does not.
After sighing, I could only remember this matter in my heart.
After Tong Zhengyang's life trajectory, lines of text listed his martial arts and martial arts:
[Techniques: Wang Quan Zhenyue Sword, Taibai Jigang Sutra, Dragon and Tiger Pure Yang Qi, Tianlong Traveling Immortal Step, Sky Covering Great Hand Seal, Nirvana Palm, Tianwa Crossing Method, Sky Eye Finger, Illusion Fist, Destruction Knife]
Compared to the old Taoist Wang Quan, Tong Zhengyang does not have too many skills.
From internal skills to external skills, from sword skills to sword skills, from fist, palms and fingers to light skills, there are dozens of things!
"These ten points of Taoist power are not white."
An Qisheng nodded in his heart.
Although he can dream of Zhengyang at any time, it will not take a long time to summarize all the skills.
But it was just a little bit of Tao's power, and all the skills had been extracted from Tong Zhengyang's memory by Tao Yitu.
Although he can obtain all the exercises listed in the Taoist map.
But it's just a skill.
To gain Tong Zhengyang's experience in these exercises, in addition to dreaming, it also requires more Taoist power.
From this point of view, the more power of Tao, the better.
“Huh?”
An Qisheng was about to check the techniques in detail, but his heart suddenly moved and opened his eyes.
Not far away, a fat little girl dressed in a maid walked over with a porcelain bowl.
"My lady told me to give the Taoist priest some dry food, so the Taoist priest should not be disgusted."
The maid pursed her lips.
An Qisheng gently pulled out his arms that were held by the two little ones and bowed his hand:
"Then the old Taoist, thank you Miss."
"What is the name of Taoist priest?"
The fat maid handed over a porcelain bowl, two dough cakes, and three full heads.
"Old Daodao is named Wang Quan."
An Qisheng thought about it and said the Taoist name of the old Taoist.
"Wealth and glory, and the king's power is alive and killed? The Taoist priest's Taoist name is really domineering."
The little maid was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect that this irreconcilable old Taoist priest would be so domineering.
"It is not the power of power, but"
An Qisheng wanted to refute, but his heart suddenly jumped:
"Wang Quan, Wang Quan, Wang Quan Taoist, Wang Quan Jian? Then Wang Quan Jian believes that I am the main one, will it be?"
As soon as the thought arose, An Qisheng's heart suddenly became a little confused.
"Master Wang Quan?"
The fat maid shook her hand in front of him.
"It's okay, I'm old and easily lose my mind."
An Qisheng came to his senses, forced a smile, and took the porcelain bowl.
"Then I'll say goodbye."
The fat maid looked at him with a pity and trotted to the carriage in front of her.
"I am the Taoist of Wang Quan? Is the Taoist of Wang Quan the Taoist of Wang Quan?"
Lying on the groceries again, many thoughts flashed through An Qisheng's mind.
In fact, as early as when he got some of Wang Quan's memory, he had already become suspicious if he didn't find any words about Tong Zhengyang and Wang Quanjian.
But I didn't expect that I might be the Taoist of the King of Quan.
But isn't this another paradox?
When he moved his heart, he once again made a picture of the passage:
"Dao Yitu, how much Taoist power is needed for the origin of the Wang Quan Sword?"
A flash of light from the perspective, and the words hang down like a waterfall:
[Searching the origin of the King Quan Sword requires ten thousand points of Taoism]
"Ten thousand points"
An Qisheng pillowed his arm, his eyes flashed a few times
The official road is uneven and many places are no longer open to traffic. It also needs to be temporarily paved or detoured.
I knew that the three great suns in the sky shone side by side, and I arrived at Nanliang County.
The city wall made of stone bricks is more than 1 meter high. When the previous official roads of the city wall finally became flat, and the number of people gradually increased at the intersection of several roads.
The voices are noisy and the popularity is strong.
An Qisheng turned over and sat up, looking around.
The memories of others are the memories of others, and they are different from what you perceive.
Car, horse, abortion, hawker, woman, businessman, soldier, warrior, city gate, voice, scolding, discussion
Everything is reflected in the slightly blurred vision and then comes into my mind.
In An Qisheng's heart, this world suddenly became vivid in his eyes.
"Jiufujie"
An Qisheng felt a little uneasy.
"Master"
"The county town has arrived!"
At this time, the two children also woke up.
"Master, let's send you here. Caravans entering the city are different from pedestrians entering the city, and they need to be inspected."
The guard came over and bowed his hand.
"Thank you."
Anqi gave birth to the car.
"Bread, steamed bun."
Jiang Tingting's eyes were sharp and she saw the dry food placed in the porcelain bowl.
"This is given by that lady. If you are hungry, eat it."
An Qisheng smiled slightly.
The two little guys had already started eating steamed buns.
"Just leave here."
An Qisheng bowed his hand and walked towards the city gate with two little guys.
After eating dry food, I had a little rest. As long as I wasn't running, I didn't need to support me when I walked on my daily life.
Walking into the crowd and listening to the language that is completely different from Xuanxing, An Qisheng's heart was wonderful.
The two little guys didn't care at all. They ate a steamed bun with one hand and it tasted extremely sweet.
Following the flow of people into the city, the streets of Nanliang County were straight and flat, completely different from the uneven official road.
"Candy haws~"
"Great floral cloth, high-quality satin, custom-made clothes!"
"A hundred steel-making knives, cutting iron like mud, is a must-have item for walking in the world."
The straight street leads directly to the depths, with buildings on both sides lined up, and various small vendors on both sides of the street were hawking.
The crowds were bustling, and although it was a county town, it was very lively.
An Qisheng is not surprised that this world is full of wars and wild animals hurt people from time to time in the wild. The city with thick walls naturally gives people a sense of security.
Naturally, the flow of people will gather in the county town.
To be continued...