Qin Peng closed his eyes and carefully savored the detailed process of the battle with Sun Qitian, and gradually fell into a state of "entering meditation".

"No wonder that old man Wuliang accepted this kid as a disciple. This kid actually entered the realm of Wuying." Seeing Qin Peng's golden light shining with white mist on his head, a hint of surprise flashed in Sun Qitian's eyes, and his eyes looking at Qin Peng suddenly became more appreciative.

In fact, what Qin Peng didn't know was that Sun Qitian had two completely different attitudes towards his disciples and Sun Wuliang. Sun Wuliang adopted the attitude of "going with the flow" and "let it go naturally" towards his disciples, allowing his disciples to learn martial arts at will and develop as they wish. Generally speaking, Sun Wuliang would not easily guide his disciples.

Sun Qitian is different. Sun Qitian is confident that his vision will directly assign martial arts to his disciples, and generally only give one martial arts. However, the disciples practice according to their own consciousness, experience life and death, and grow in constant battles.

If the disciple has made merits, then Sun Qitian will reward the disciple. The so-called reward is to directly beat the disciple and then use time to restore everything.

In other words, although Sun Qitian rarely guides his disciples on a daily basis, his disciples grew up quickly through the fierce beatings of Sun Qitian again and again. The disciples can be said to be beaten by Sun Qitian, and they are afraid of Sun Qitian's fierce beatings.

But no matter how talented the disciple is, he will not understand anything when he is guided by Sun Qitian for the first time. He will only be born with a pale and depressed person who is obsessed with me as an ant. He will only be able to get enlightened after many beats.

Qin Peng was the same at the beginning, but the depressedness on Qin Peng's face soon dissipated. This powerful psychological quality made Sun Qitian look at Qin Peng a little, and thought to himself that Sun Wuliang had accepted a good apprentice.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Peng entered the state of "no thoughts" that Buddhist practitioners dream of. To put it bluntly, it is a time barrier that allows the warrior to practice "eternal time" in it. However, when the warrior "gets out of meditation", he realized that he had just spent a short time closing his eyes and taking a nap.

But in the general time barrier, time is just eternal, and it is impossible to provide warriors with experience in enlightenment. However, in a state of unconsciousness, the warrior's life potential will be greatly improved, and both thinking and others will be turned on to accelerate mode. Even when they reach the advanced level of Sun Qitian, they are very eager for "entering into meditation", especially the state of "unconsciousness".

"The old man Wuliang actually passed on all the three magical powers he had put in the box to this kid. This is something that has never happened before. This kid is so powerful. He is almost catching up with me."

"If this son does not die, there will be no suspense in becoming the Lord of God in the future. It is not impossible to become the ancestor of Taoism. No, I cannot let Old Man Wuliang monopolize this kid alone."

His eyes were rolling around. Sun Qitian smiled sinisterly, and he saw the image of the righteous path. Since it was different, he formed two contrasts. At the same time, in the distant Penglai County Road, Sun Wuliang, who was meditating, inexplicably hit a hache, then shook his head and continued to close his eyes.

Boom-

I don’t know how long it took, but when Qin Peng opened his eyes again, a huge warm current kept flowing through his limbs and bones. Qin Peng’s heart moved. Looking inside, he found that his divine power was rushing like the sea, which was two completely different concepts from the initial small river.

"Immortal Middle Level!" Qin Peng realized that he had advanced. Although Qin Peng understood that he had entered the extremely rare state of Wuyingding, Qin Peng understood that the reason why he could advance so quickly was definitely inseparable from Sun and others.

"Thank you for your re-creation, Master." Qin Peng said respectfully.

"It's just a little effort. The biggest reason why you can advance is that you are excellent enough." Sun Qitian smiled slightly and then looked serious: "But I need to remind you that our human race has never lacked excellent talents. Although the immortal gods are powerful, they are nothing on the highest battlefield. In the future, you must do your best to fight with people. Don't underestimate any enemy. Sometimes a trivial ant can become the key to a thousand miles of collapse."

"Thank you for your teachings, I'll remember it." Qin Peng bowed again. When he got up, Qin Peng realized that Sun Qitian had picked up a fire stick and waved it.

Sun Qitian's movements were very fast, and the speed of waving the stick exceeded the speed of light. But for some reason, Sun Qitian's movements fell into Qin Peng's eyes, but it became slower and slower. In the end, it turned into a few simple chopping movements that could not be simpler.

But just a few simple actions made Qin Peng feel enlightened and suddenly realized. When Sun Qitian succeeded, Qin Peng was still thinking.

"Good boy, he has actually entered a state of meditation again. Although it is not a state of meditation, it is also a very rare great meditation." Seeing Qin Peng's golden light flashing all over, Sun Qitian widened his eyes and looked at Qin Peng with envy.

Not everyone can enter the meditation thing, nor can you enter it whenever you want. Even if you reach the supreme level of Taoist ancestor like Sun Qitian, Sun Qitian also desires to enter the meditation.

But it would be fine if Nima Qin Peng entered the unthinking concentration in front of him, but now he has entered the great concentration again. The chance of entering the concentration so frequently is probably comparable to that of the old guy Tathagata.

Fortunately, Qin Peng woke up shortly after entering meditation. Looking at Qin Peng with a happy face, Sun Qitian understood that Qin Peng must have understood something. He gently stroked his white beard. Sun Qitian smiled and said, "Good disciple, have you understood the stick technique I just used?"

"I have never understood it, I have forgotten it all," Qin Peng touched his mind and said embarrassedly.

Qin Peng is an immortal god. The amount of data he received in one second was filled with a 500g hard drive. Logically, there was nothing that Qin Peng couldn't remember after reading it. However, Qin Peng had no impression of the seemingly simple stick technique that Sun Qitian used just now, and he couldn't remember any clues.

Qin Peng thought that Sun Qitian would be furious when he said this, but after hearing Qin Peng's words, Sun Qitian's old face, which was covered with gullies, suddenly smiled like a flower, and Qin Peng looked confused. He thought that he could not learn the stick method. This teacher still felt that there was light on his face?

"Hold it." Just when Qin Peng was confused, Sun Qitian had already thrown the fire stick into Qin Peng's hand. Qin Peng was even more confused when he saw this. I wonder which Sun Qitian was making trouble?

But soon Qin Peng didn't have time to think. When the fire stick was held in his hand, Qin Peng suddenly felt a blood-connected feeling in his heart, as if the stick was part of his body.

Immediately afterwards, something that shocked Qin Peng even more was discovered, but when he saw himself whistling, he began to wave his whole body with a fire stick uncontrollably.

Qin Peng's movements were very immature when he first waved the stick, but as time went by, Qin Peng's speed of waving the stick became faster and faster, and the wind was shining. In the end, Qin Peng's speed of waving exceeded the speed of light.

But now the fast speed fell in Sun Qitian's eyes very slowly. Even in the end, Sun Qitian felt that Qin Peng did not wave the stick at all, but stood there motionlessly with a fire stick like a guard.

However, if anyone dares to attack Qin Peng at this moment, he will definitely face a raindrop-like stick attack, and it is an attack without any flaws in all aspects!

Soon, Qin Peng's actions became the simplest chopping in Qin Peng's eyes. They were fancy, but very practical, and could be called the killer weapon to defeat the enemy with one move!

"Stop!" Qin Peng, who was waving the fire stick with impenetrable roar, finally stopped. At this moment, Qin Peng's face was pale and sweating all over, and even his divine power was exhausted.

"Master, this stick technique is too terrible. Once it is used, it will not be under your control. If Sun Qitian had not woken up you, you might have exhausted your divine power and died." Xiaoguang said with a serious face.

"This stick method is indeed terrifying, but its power is extraordinary. I have a premonition that if Wei Qing is reborn, then if I use this stick, I can definitely open his head." Qin Peng said in fear.

"Time goes back!" But when Sun Qitian shouted loudly, Qin Peng Mingrui felt his body begin to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, but in an instant, he returned to a state where he did not wave a stick.

Sun Qitian used the time backwards in front of Qin Peng twice. The first time Qin Peng didn't feel anything. This time Qin Peng looked very carefully. Although he didn't understand deeply, Qin Peng had a slight understanding, that is, the ability of "rewinds of time" is no longer as irresistible as he imagined, and there should be many restrictions.

Sure enough, it seemed as if he could guess what Qin Peng was thinking, and said with a plain look: "The ability to turn back time is good, but it is not omnipotent. For the same warrior, if someone uses three times in a row in ten thousand years, then this person will be almost ruined. So I will end this advice to you today, go."

"Yes, Master!" Qin Peng knew that he had no hope of asking Sun Qitian to designate him again, but with the "censorship technique" and this set of stick techniques that didn't know the name, as long as he did not encounter that kind of god who was too perverted in the ice plane, he could almost walk sideways.

"By the way, Master, I don't know what this stick method is." Qin Peng couldn't help but turn around and ask before leaving the hall.

Bang!

Unexpectedly, the response to Qin Peng was a black shadow. The black shadow directly beat Qin Peng to a terrible and starry-eyed look. When Qin Peng woke up, he was already outside the hall.

At this time, Qin Peng discovered that the shadow that had sneaked into his attack was the fire stick he had just practiced. On this fire stick, the word "Shouting Demon" was written. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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