Guis and Gods Wushuang has always maintained a good record since the opening of the article, but unfortunately, in the last two months, I still failed. Due to physical reasons and a lot of things happening at home, I really couldn't stand it and had to run out and hide for peace.

Those who follow me in Sina should know that I have been outside for a while and have not returned home. I have been looking for people to have free meals all over the world. In fact, my life is not as happy as mentioned on Weibo, and I am often quite helpless. Even the Mid-Autumn Festival is alone, and I have not gone home, just hoping to write down the ghosts and gods until the end without being disturbed.

In the last two months, the story began to accelerate. In addition to my own reasons, it was also because after the Immortal Gourd Trilogy, I had a headache about writing the trilogy. I planned to put the story of ghosts and gods in one book, and at most I wrote an extra chapter for the other two books, or simply ignored it. But in the end, I chose to write another book "Fudu Dragon and Elephant". The new book was not the name, so it was kept secret for a few days.

So the story of ghosts and gods has not yet been completed and will continue.

Then, before the new book begins, I will work hard to update Akagi and finish Akagi.

Thank you for your consistent support. The opening of the new book is released below, which is considered a trailer.

Wedge--Class Wolf White Deer

"who!"

Yan Jifeng was meditating in the room with his eyes closed and his six consciousnesses had been activated to the maximum. Even if a leaf fell, it could still be sensed.

A long laugh outside the courtyard, and a gentle voice came out loud: "Brother Ji Feng is indeed extremely energetic. Before we met, this demeanor alone made the old monk feel relaxed."

A monk with white socks and silk shoes was about thirty years old, and he pushed open Yan Jifeng's door with a smile. Although he was in front of a world-famous master like Yan Jifeng, he was as happy as if he was here to meet an old friend.

Yan Jifeng frowned and said lightly: "Is the one who comes here the White Elephant Dharma King?"

The monk's skin was crystal clear and handsome. There was a layer of precious light flowing on his face, like a bright jewelry and jade, which naturally gave rise to a glory, which made people feel good at seeing it. Yan Jifeng revealed his identity, and he was not surprised. He should have known who he was like Yan Jifeng. He smiled and nodded, "It's the little monk."

The Dharma King Baixiang was the imperial teacher of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty. He led the Xuanzhengyuan and governed Buddhism in the world. His identity was unparalleled. All the four disciples under him were the best masters in the world. He could not bow down to the emperor of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty today. Not to mention ordinary heroes, even the first-class princes and nobles, the Dharma King Baixiang would not take it in his eyes. However, he lowered his head in front of Yan Jifeng, which was definitely not as calm as he showed. His monk robe was full of true energy. When he walked around, he was filled with wind and was filled with sound. It was obvious that he was guarding against Yan Jifeng's sudden action.

Yan Jifeng didn't raise his eyelids, "Oh!" and said, as if he was not in front of him that the powerful White Elephant Dharma King was not present.

The White Elephant Dharma King was not angry with Yan Jifeng's ignorance, because there were only two people in the world who were so qualified to treat him, one was Guo Kan, the number one master of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, and the other was Yan Jifeng, the White Deer King.

The White Elephant Dharma King could sense the true energy emitted by Yan Jifeng, forming a circle of aura, which was repeated over and over again, and was self-sufficient, and opened up the world. He couldn't help but step forward gently and take a tentative step.

This step happened to step into the edge of Yan Jifeng's aura. He stepped down with one foot, half of his foot was outside and half of his foot was inside, and his orientation was extremely clever. It was just that he could trigger a subtle sense of Yan Jifeng, and it would not affect the reaction of the qi of the great master, and would attract a storm-like attack.

Yan Jifeng is a Han master who rose like a meteor. Although he is only over thirty years old and has been in the industry for less than ten years, he is almost comparable to Guo Kan, a martial god in the Canglang who has been famous all over the world for nearly sixty years.

The Canglang Martial God Guo Kan was revered as the number one master of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty.

Five years ago, the four words "The First Master of the Canglang Martial God Guo Kan" were not Meng Yuan, but "the world"!

After Yan Jifeng entered the world, he became famous within a few years. He defeated the eighteen top masters of the Mongol Yuan in one battle. Even the senior brother of the White Elephant Dharma King, Hongri Dharma King, and Guo Kan's nine disciples were all broken under his command.

In a furious state, Guo Kanshen passed the letter of the Martial God to fight against Yan Jifeng at the top of the Great Wall, but the Emperor of Mengyuan personally came forward to stop the decisive battle.

Since then, the power of the Canglang Martial God of War God can no longer suppress this young Han master. The four words "The No. 1 in the world" were divided half of Yan Jifeng. Yan Jifeng was respected as the No. 1 Han master, and the Canglang Martial God of War God Guo Kan could only call himself the No. 1 Master of the Mongol Yuan.

The two masters run side by side, and are called Mongolian and Han families, the wolf god deer king! The divine power of the world is invincible.

Facing the somewhat obscure challenge of the White Elephant Dharma King, Yan Jifeng opened his mouth gently and exhaled a stream of white air. The White Elephant Dharma King seemed to be frightened by a frightened beast. He immediately turned his body and slammed his fists hard in front of his chest. With this powerful and powerful fist force, he used force under his feet and jumped out of the door.

The white energy emitted by Yan Jifeng touched the famous fist force of the White Elephant Dharma King, making a whistle sound. With a slight pause, he passed through the blockade of the fist force and gently rolled out a large piece of cloth on the shoulders of the White Elephant Dharma King, revealing his body as hard as iron.

The white energy as sharp as a sword pounced on the shoulders of the White Elephant Dharma King, but it dissipated, unable to hurt the Mengyuan Emperor's Master at all.

Yan Jifeng smiled and said calmly: "I didn't expect that Bai Xiang would actually cultivate the true body of the Great Power Vajra, which your senior brother, Red Ridge Dharma King, had not succeeded. I underestimated you. Are you here to give Guo Kan a letter of war?"

The White Elephant Dharma King was still in shock, and his shoulders were aching faintly. He thought to himself: "I originally thought that I had cultivated the true body of the Great Power Vajra, and could compete with Yan Jifeng, a ghost-like master. I didn't expect that this person's martial arts skills were even more unfathomable than when he killed my senior brother, the Red Ridge Dharma King. I am definitely not his opponent. If I took action rashly, I'm afraid I would be depressed on the spot. I'm afraid that only Guo Wushen can compete with him in the world."

The White Elephant Dharma King was also a hero of his generation. Knowing that Yan Jifeng could not mess with him, he replied with a smile: "The little monk came here for this. Ten days later, the Canglang Martial God was in the small town prime minister ten miles away. I hope Mr. Yan will not break the appointment."

Yan Jifeng yelled and said in a plain tone: "It seems that the letter I left for Tutemur last time I broke into Dadu was indeed effective. Guo Kan finally couldn't hold it back! Go! I will be here in ten days, and the battle that I should have been five years ago will finally have a result!"

The White Elephant Dharma King turned around and left in a hurry. He could no longer bear the rising momentum of Yan Jifeng's body. Faced with the pressure of such a strong martial arts man, he changed from Brother Ji Feng to Mr. Yan before leaving. If he stayed there, the White Elephant Dharma King could not guarantee whether he would hold the etiquette of his disciples in front of this martial arts genius who was more than 20 years younger than him.

The White Elephant Dharma King originally thought that even if he was unable to defeat Yan Jifeng with his martial arts, he would at least be able to leave. However, just now, Yan Jifeng just let out a breath and broke his famous boxing technique, so how could the White Elephant Dharma King not be afraid?

After leaving Yan Jifeng's seclusion yard, the White Elephant Dharma King wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He even ignored Feng Yi and used his peerless light skills, and he was almost outside in an instant.

The White Elephant Dharma King can run as far as he can now, and he will never dare to stay in the place where Yan Jifeng lives. He even regretted it a little that he shouldn't have come to send this letter.

Yan Jifeng planted unparalleled seeds in his mellow and flawless state of mind, and would inevitably become his inner demon to enter the realm of martial arts in the future.

This imperial king's teacher, who was above "one person, tens of thousands" in the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasty, held the power of Buddhism across the country, only realized that the rumors were not enough to describe the power of this young master among the Han people.

He said to himself: "No wonder some people say that Yan Jifeng's martial arts have been cultivated to the point where he enters the Tao with martial arts and illusion techniques have come true. With every move, he can actually use martial arts like the legendary sword immortal magic. As expected, he is as powerful as ghosts and gods, not as humans."

One, the method of disillusionment in all directions

"Oh! I don't know if I have any chance in my life to practice martial arts like Yan Ji Feng, reaching the level of enlightenment, raising my hands to the point of taking care of all things, almost like the legendary Buddha."

On the one hand, the White Elephant King Fa praised and envied him. He also practiced martial arts throughout his life. He was very talented when he was young and was also a disciple of Basiba, the imperial teacher of the then Mengyuan. He felt that the first place in the world in the future would definitely be himself. He was able to capture the position of the imperial teacher, with no more eyes than his top.

Even when Basiba chose his successor, the White Elephant Dharma King was disdainful to compete with his senior brother, Red Riding Dharma King. What he thought at the time was: "My martial arts skills have not yet been achieved yet, and I cannot be the most powerful in the world. When my great power and virtue Vajra Dharma is perfected, isn't the position of the emperor master yet? Let Hong Ri sit for a few days first, so what can I do?" When the White Elephant Dharma King realized that his martial arts skills were successful and was ready to challenge Guo Kan, the world's number one person, at that time, the Canglang Martial God, was shocked to hear the news that his senior brother, Red Riding Dharma King was killed.

The White Elephant Dharma King immediately summoned several disciples of the Red Sun Dharma King who were watching the battle at that time and the masters who had fought with Yan Jifeng, the Mongols and the Mongols, and asked Yan Jifeng in detail about his martial arts skills. He did not think that this Han master who rose like a comet was a threat, but since then, he no longer mentioned challenging the Canglang martial god Guo Kan. Instead, he tried his best to advise the Emperor of Mongols, in order to promote the battle between Yan Jifeng and Guo Kan.

Yan Jifeng was so popular back then that time, and the Emperor of Mongol Yuan was worried that if Guo Kan failed, the world would have to let Yan Jifeng dominate, which was greatly detrimental to the rule of the Mongol Yuan. He did not hesitate to persuade Guo Kan to give up this duel with the emperor's honor.

The White Elephant Dharma King mediated from many parties and tried his best to guarantee to Emperor Yuan that the war between Canglang, Guo Kan, would win, and then restarted this battle that must have shocked the world.

When the White Elephant Dharma King walked to the foot of the mountain and looked at the nameless town not far away, his heart suddenly became heavy.

He strongly promoted the battle between two peerless masters, and always believed that the Canglang martial god Guo Kan would win in this battle, but after seeing Yan Jifeng, the White Elephant Dharma King no longer had such confidence.

This battle is too critical and may even become an opportunity for a dynasty.

If the myth of the Yuan Dynasty ended, the anti-Yuan rebels in various places would be like a tide and could no longer be stopped. If Yan Jifeng was defeated, Guo Kan's title of Wushen would inevitably be powerful in the world, and all anti-Yuan forces would never dare to be ready.

Yan Jifeng repeatedly wanted to challenge Guo Kan, and it was said that it was related to the Han people's anti-Yuan trend. The White Elephant Dharma King believed this point deeply.

There is even a legend that when Bai Mile, the leader of the Red Turban Army, today's Han Dynasty's first anti-Yuan rebel army, was Yan Jifeng's junior brother. This man had excellent martial arts, unfathomable military tactics, and far-reaching strategies. He invited Yan Jifeng to challenge Guo Kan.

Bai Mile is so powerful that his martial arts are not as good as Yan Jifeng. There are also great disciples such as Han Shantong, Liu Futong, Guo Zixing, Peng Yingyu, Xu Shouhui, etc. Even peerless masters like Bai Xiang Dharma King are afraid of this person.

When he thought about the consequences of this battle, he would lead to various complex situations. Even if the White Elephant Dharma King was wise and could not help but feel a little nervous.

A bird suddenly landed in front of the White Elephant Dharma King. The bird was penetrated by a feather arrow through its left and right pupils. The archer's archery essence almost reached its extreme.

The White Elephant Dharma King brushed it casually and pulled out the feather arrow. He glanced at it, and there was no smile on his face.

A team of iron cavalry came on horseback. When they saw that it was the White Elephant Dharma King, the knights led by him saluted slightly and said, "National Master!"

The White Elephant Dharma King threw the feather arrow in his hand, returned the knight in his head, and hurried away without even saying a word.

The Qinxue Army under the throne of the Yuan Emperor who guarded this town. The Qinxue Army was the personal soldiers of the Yuan Emperor. They were not selected without lords, nobles, and the children of generals. At this time, hundreds of cavalry were spread out, and there were no invisible big nets. They had long been unable to protect the entire town, and even cats and mice, or even birds could not enter. The knight just now was just a ten-man commander of the Qinxue Army, and he had such archery skills, which showed the spirit of the Khan's personal soldiers.

Emperor Yuan even used the Qie Xue army. It is no need to say how important this battle was to the Mongolian Yuan.

All the villagers of this unknown town have long been killed by Yuan soldiers, and there is no Han in the entire town.

In the center of this town, there is a newly built pavilion, made of logs and cowhide. A middle-aged man with a strong figure and a weather-like look was reading in the pavilion.

Of course, the White Elephant Dharma King knew that this was Guo Kan, the most famous master of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty. Guo Kan has been famous all over the world for nearly 60 years and is now an elderly person. However, only looking at his appearance, he is still as strong as a lion and tiger, and he is not as old as a little bit.

The Canglang Martial God seemed to know that the White Elephant Dharma King was coming. Although he didn't raise his head, he said gently: "Is it the national master here?"

Although the White Elephant Dharma King was not inferior to Guo Kan at all, and even his special favor before Emperor Yuan was even better than the Canglang Martial God, he did not dare to be arrogant at all. He still bowed and bowed to him, holding his junior identity, and whispered: "I just went to see Yan Jifeng. This man's martial arts skills have already entered the heavenly way, and there are no flaws. He is like a ghost and god, and he is no longer a warrior in the world."

Guo Kan laughed and said, "If Yan Jifeng had not been born in the sky, the national master might have to challenge me to compete for the world's number one. With the national master's martial arts realm, how could he be confused by these illusions? Yan Jifeng's martial arts is indeed not bad, but his martial arts are just some illusions. He can only deceive some ordinary people and wait for me to destroy them tomorrow as the national master."

The White Elephant Dharma King was shocked and then realized: "It's a good thing that Guo Wushen solved the doubts for me. Is this the illusion of the ten directions that Yan Jifeng's reputation spread throughout the world?"

Guo Kan nodded and nodded and said, "No, it is Yan Jifeng's famous illusion method in the world. This method focuses on the spirit and points directly to the hearts of people. If the seven emotions and six desires of the enemy are slightly loose, it will be taken by this method. The person who casts the method will live and die if he wants to die. It is because the martial arts practice has reached the extreme, transcends all kinds of stalemates, and enters the Tao with martial arts, and becomes true. It looks like ghosts and gods, and is omnipotent, but in fact it still does not escape the barriers of martial arts. As long as the mind is pure and one, all kinds of illusions can be broken and not harmed by this method."

The White Elephant Dharma King pondered for a while, sighed quietly, and said, "Thanks to the God of Martial Arts to solve my doubts for me, otherwise my martial arts would have been no more progressive within ten years."

Guo Kan shook his head and said with a smile: "Master Basiba's spiritual magic is unparalleled in the world, and it is better than Yan Jifeng's ten directions of disillusionment. However, you and Hongri want to learn the true body of the Great Power and Demon King Kong. You really don't care about gold and jade, and you are happy to pick up rubble!"

The White Elephant Dharma King looked ashamed and replied: "Master Basiba studied the heavens and man. Many of the great supernatural powers are born from nature and cannot be learned after all. My senior brother and I have no hope of learning to walk, so we can only settle for the second best."

The Canglang Martial God Guo Kan laughed, patted the book in his hand, and said lightly: "Tomorrow is Yan Jifeng's death day, go! This person should not be underestimated after all, and I must also warm up my spirits to achieve a battle."

The White Elephant Dharma King came to the ground with a tribute and turned around, but the heavy feeling in his heart did not dissipate for a long time.

"Although Guo Wushen is full of confidence, what if Yan Jifeng wins tomorrow?" Thinking of this, the White Elephant Dharma King did not dare to think deeply, so he could only brush his sleeves and float away, leaving the Canglang Wushen Guo Kan to read the book leisurely in the pavilion.

In the entire town, after the White Elephant Dharma King walked out, Guo Kan was left. Even the Qiexue army could only guard the town and dared not step into this place, so as not to disturb the purity of the martial god.

It's night! Nothing to say...

2. Ghost and God Decision

Yan Jifeng slowly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes was as bright as lightning, and it appeared slightly in the room, which was no different from Bai Yu.

He breathed nine times, his body did not shake or move, and he could not exert any force. He floated leisurely like a wisp of smoke and flew out of the window, sliding more than ten feet in the air, and then he felt like he was drooping.

Yan Jifeng laughed loudly, stretched his feet and gently tapped the ground, and flew up like a big bird. Several ups and downs were already several miles away. The skill of lightness was far superior to the body technique used by the White Elephant Dharma King down the mountain yesterday.

In a moment, Yan Jifeng arrived at the foot of the mountain. He saw the nameless town at the foot of the mountain. Even the 586 Qiexue cavalry who were cruising outside the town were as clear as the lines in his palm.

A tenth commander of the Qiexue Army saw Yan Jifeng who was like flying clouds and fog. He was unafraid. He took off his big bow with his back hand, pulled out the feather arrow from the quiver, and put the arrow on the string. In just one breath, the feather arrow had broken through the air and headed straight to Yan Jifeng's eyebrows.

Emperor Yuan only asked them to protect this town and not let anyone disturb Guo Kanqingjing, but did not say that they would not let them take action. The tenth chief took action, thinking that if he could shoot Yan Jifeng to death with one arrow, he would be as great as the sky, and he would be afraid that he would be appointed as a general immediately and guard one side.

The archer's archery skills were superb. He was also confident in his archery skills and had no intention of shooting a second arrow.

Qiexue Army was a personal soldier of the Khan. He had always been arrogant. With the commander, several of his more than ten cavalrymen also reached out to touch the quiver. Some even secretly regretted that they had taken slow action and failed to take this credit.

Yan Jifeng had no mercy for these Yuan soldiers. He bounced his fingers and a finger flew out.

The invisible finger force came and went like lightning. The feather arrow shot by the ten-man leader suddenly broke into more than ten pieces in the air, and it was several times faster than when it came. Every feather arrow bounced back by Yan Jifeng's finger became as hard as iron, and penetrated into the eyebrows of more than ten Yuan soldiers, and immediately killed the more than ten Qie Xue soldiers.

Yan Jifeng is already an unparalleled master in the world. Although these Qixue soldiers are brave, it would be a joke to say that they can get hurt. At this time, his attempt at a slight slap is enough to make these Qixue soldiers have no way out of life and death.
To be continued...