Heavenly God Mnemonic

Suddenly, there was a loud bang in the sky.

The supreme coercion erupted from the clouds, and under that coercion, the golden lotus actually began to wilt, a golden light dimmed.

A cold voice came from the clouds, shouting: "Guwu Damai!"

I saw a big golden hand protruding out of the clouds, and directly tore the golden lotus vision to pieces. Under that magnificent force, the entire sky became trance, like a transparent curtain.

That power is as heavy as a mountain, it is going to crash the world, and it is as sharp as a knife, it wants to cut off the mountain and the sea.

Could Yi Kun and the others feel the great pressure, as if a mountain quake down, even Jiang Yi, who was in the original Martial Realm Dzogchen, felt that pressure was a little palpitating.

Qing Buli's face changed drastically, looking at the figure that gradually appeared in the void, and said in shock: "Yellow Turban Warrior Peak-Yi Sui Realm Great Perfection!"

A figure stepped out of the clouds and stood dreadfully.

Yang Qingxuan's eyelids twitched and he immediately recognized the person, and said in surprise, "Elder Lu Jiangpeng!"

Lu Jiangpeng's face was solemn, and his voice resounded like a bell, "Who dares to grab Yang Qingxuan with me? I'll tear him up now!"

In a word, like a tripod of thousands of catties, every word is full of vigor, with a fierce pressure, echoing above the square.

Everyone in the audience felt great pressure, and their backs were soaked with cold sweat.

This is unconcealed, naked and murderous!

The seven elders of Tian Cong gathered together, even at all costs, all for Yang Qingxuan?

All the students were dumbfounded in an instant, and there was no more jealousy at this moment, and they were completely numb and petrified.

Even Zhao Sihan was silly with his mouth wide open.

The family patriarchs who have always been resourceful and strategy-minded have also stopped their brains, all with a huge question mark in their minds, "This is not a dream? What is going on?"

Only the protagonist of the storm, Yang Qingxuan looked calm and sighed.

In fact, Yang Qingxuan is also a little bit inexplicable. Lu Jiangpeng wants to accept him as a disciple. He knows it. As for what the other guys are? It seemed to pop up suddenly.

Qing Buli was full of excitement, greeted him excitedly, and said, "Lu Jiangpeng, you, are you promoted?"

Lu Jiangpeng gave a soft "um" and didn't care about Qing's welcoming. Instead, he fixed his gaze on Jiang Yi, then turned around the three Qi Yi, and said coldly, "Thank you for the timely exit. Otherwise, my favorite disciple will be snatched away by others."

Jiang Yi said coldly: "Joke, obviously I came first, when is your favorite disciple's turn? It's not a way to play halfway, right?"

"What? Cut Hu? You mean I cut Hu?!"

Lu Jiangpeng said angrily: "When the old man met Yang Qingxuan, your kid was just a tadpole, and said I cut my beard!"

Jiang Yi's face changed drastically. This is really ugly, and he furiously said: "Lu Jiangpeng, this is your own fight, don't say that I bullied you with internal injuries!"

Lu Jiangpeng was incurably wounded that year and has been training in Yinglong Tan. The Six Lao and some upper echelons of the empire knew it.

"Haha, internal injuries? You are talking about a few months ago, right."

A cold light flashed in Lu Jiangpeng's eyes, like lightning in the dark night, flying across the sky, causing everyone's mind to tremble, unexpectedly involuntary fear.

Even Jiang Yi and other former martial arts masters have changed drastically.

Qing Buli was even more surprised: "You, your injury..."

Lu Jiangpeng laughed and said: "Haha, it is pitiful, the old man's injury is completely healed! The cultivation base that has fallen over the years will soon be made up, even if the shackles of the yellow turban warrior are broken, and the old man is confident Full of it, hahahaha!"

Thinking of a comfortable place, the pride burst in his chest, and he couldn't help but roar to the sky like a crane roaring for nine days.

The audience was shocked and shocked.

The Chalcedony Realm Dzogchen is already the pinnacle of the yellow turban warrior, and Jiang Yiping sits on an equal footing with Qing.

And breaking the shackles of the yellow turban warrior and entering a higher level, the entire boundary of the five northern countries has not been heard for hundreds of years.

All aristocratic families are all horrified and moved. If Tian Cong Academy really gives birth to such a strong man, then the entire empire's high-levels, and even the forces of the North Five Kingdoms, will be reshuffled.

A student was puzzled and couldn't help asking: "What is the realm of breaking the shackles of the Yellow Turban Warrior?"

Lu Jiangpeng's momentum is like a mountain, he said: "Above the yellow turban warrior, it is the casting that does not break the golden body!"

He looked at Yang Qingxuan, full of care and love, and said in detail: "The yellow turban warrior's three-level small realm, dangqi, jade bone, and easy marrow, respectively represent the skin as warm jade, rigidity and softness, and bone as glazed. It can melt blood, clear the orifice, condense the celestial veins, and the achievement is not bad for the golden body!"

Everyone was full of passion and fascination.

People who cultivate the body are so rare, and everyone knows very little. At this moment, I heard a sense of fascination, and thought to myself: "It turns out that body training can be so powerful."

Yang Qingxuan stunned: "Meaning, above the yellow turban warrior, is the realm of the golden body that is not broken, and the three levels of blood, piercing, and sky veins are divided?"

Lu Jiangpeng was full of admiration and laughed and said: "Haha, yes, you have a very high level of understanding, and you can tell it when you say it. If you don't follow me to train your body, you will be abusing heaven and things, and the world will not tolerate it!"

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, and said in a nonchalant way: "Ha, look at what you said, how can it be so serious, I will consider the matter of apprenticeship."

"What? He has to think about it?!"

Everyone was humming again in their heads, but they couldn't react.

Even Qi Yi and the others showed their doubts. According to theory, Lu Jiangpeng was indeed the best candidate. I don't know what Yang Qingxuan was thinking.

Su Ze was also quite displeased. He felt that Yang Qingxuan was a little bit ignorant to promote, and said: "Yang Qingxuan, people will always encounter many opportunities and miss many opportunities in their lives. Once some opportunities are missed, they will be lost forever. Up."

Su Ying stomped her feet in a hurry, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Yang Qingxuan, why are you stupid?"

"Captain, quickly agree!"

Chen Zhen was also in a hurry and said, "Don't miss the opportunity!"

Liu Cheng, Meng Rui, and Yue Qiang all shouted at the same time, "Quickly agree, quickly agree!"

Lu Jiangpeng looked at him eagerly, expectantly, but also a little nervous.

Yang Qingxuan sighed and said, "I'm sorry, I let you down. I don't have any intention of apprenticeship yet, so let's talk about it in the future."

Although it was a tactful refusal, everyone could hear the indisputable tone.

"Oh, I knew it."

Lu Jiangpeng sighed for a long time. Although he had been mentally prepared, he was still disappointed.

Yang Qingxuan's words gave everyone an unreal sense of trance, thinking that all of this was fake, and there was no way anyone in the world would refuse to be a disciple of the Seventh Elder.