My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 114

"My wife is actually the leader of the Demon Sect (!

"The clothes should be bigger."

Tan Yun murmured, and then, as usual, put on a lavender cotton robe, slipped on his boots, and prepared to get up to wash.

"Ow!"

Little Hei Zai was lying on the ground, and when he saw Tan Yun get up, he immediately moved his tail forward.

"Squeak!"

Tan Yun pushed open the door, seeing the scene in front of him, his two big eyes were startled, and then he was a little surprised.

Snowflakes fluttered, and the entire courtyard had long since turned into a vast white world.

"Snowing!"

The main altar of the Demon Sect is located in the Dongluo Desert. The vegetation in the desert is scarce, and water resources are also very scarce. Even if the weather is extremely cold, it rarely snows, and only a handful of snow has fallen in the past few years.

Tan Yun stretched out his palm and watched the crystal clear snowflakes fall into the warm palm, and then turned into water.

"Ow! Ow!"

The little black boy kept calling at the door, jumping back and forth, and then curiously stretched out his little paws and touched the snow on the ground.

"What a lot of snow!"

At this moment, An Jing also pushed open the door of the house, a little surprised.

In just one night, Yuzhou City was covered with a layer of white snow, covered in silver, and the plum blossoms were blooming.

"Uncle, it's snowing, it's really snowing."

Tan Yun looked at the heavy snow in front of him, excited like a seven or eight-year-old child, and then stepped on the snow, making a 'creaky' and 'creaky' sound.

'boom! '

At this moment, a snowball smashed hard, hitting Tan Yun's forehead with precision.

"Hahaha, are you sure?"

An Jing squatted on the ground, continued to grab a ball of snow, and then shouted, "Come on, let's have a snowball fight, and there's medical insurance."

"Uncle, then don't cry."

Hearing An Jing's clamor, Tan Yun couldn't bear it, then wiped the snow off his head, squatted on the ground and started rubbing snowballs.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Just as she squatted on the ground, An Jing had already hit two snowballs.

"See who will cry first."

After An Jing shouted, he quickly ran out of the hall.

"Where to run!?"

Just as Tan Yun squeezed a snowball, he saw An Jing and ran outside, chasing after him angrily.

"Breakfast."

At this moment, Zhao Qingmei also walked out of the kitchen, and saw the two people who were chasing at a glance.

"Ma'am, come play snowball."

"OK."

When Zhao Qingmei saw this, there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"The two of you together are not my opponents."

An Jing laughed loudly, and quickly rolled it into a snowball and smashed it towards Zhao Qingmei.

"boom!"

Originally thought it would be able to hit accurately, but Zhao Qingmei ducked with a slender waist.

"It's not good to run!"

Seeing Tan Yun rushing towards him, An Jing quickly ran outside.

"Your snowball is too small, the bigger the snowball, the more painful it will be."

While pinching the snowball, Zhao Qingmei imparted her experience to Tan Yun.

The three fought snowball fights from the backyard to the front hall and then outside the hall.

An Jing was one to two, but he did not lose.

At this time, the weather was still early, and the weather was freezing cold and the cold wind was howling, so there were not many pedestrians on the street.

Zhao Qingmei's delicate laughter like a silver bell, and Tan Yun's frantic voice were clear.

"call......."

An Jing hid under a tree with two snowballs in his hands, and then found that there was no movement behind him for a long time, and he couldn't help feeling a little strange.

"what happened?!"

An Jing felt strange in his heart, then turned around and touched it carefully.

I saw Zhao Qingmei squatting on the ground at the door of Ji Shitang, as if she was holding the snowball hard.

"Hehe~!"

An Jing walked over slowly, preparing to put the snowball in her hand into Zhao Qingmei's neck. She would exclaim when she did.

Just when An Jing stood behind Zhao Qingmei, he suddenly found that Zhao Qingmei was holding a snowball in one hand, and a silver needle was inserted into the snowball in the other. of silver needles.

Seeing this, An Jing suddenly felt that the weather became cold.

"Tom!"

An Jing threw the snowball directly to the ground, "Madam, don't play anymore, I don't think snowball fights are interesting, it's time for breakfast."

With that said, An Jing quickly walked towards the hall.

Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing's background with a hint of slyness in her eyes, "Husband, it's alright not to have a snowball fight, but last time you said you would go out for an outing, but you haven't been there. It's snowing today, how about going to the lake together?"

An Jing agreed without hesitation, "Okay, the lake tour is really good..."

As long as you can stop snowball fights, you can do anything.

"Alright then, let's eat first."

After hearing this, Zhao Qingmei showed a smile on the corner of her mouth, and then threw her snowball covered with silver needles into the snowdrift.

The two patted each other off the snow on their bodies and walked into the dining hall.

"Husband, wait a minute, I'll bring the medicinal porridge."

After Zhao Qingmei finished speaking, she walked towards the kitchen.

An Jing sat on the table and poured a cup of hot tea to himself, "It's been dozens of days, and nothing has happened..."

Since the last time Jiang Ye came, the book on the ground reminded him that he had obtained a black opportunity, and then this reminder disappeared completely.

An Jing was in shock at that time, and he was on guard all day long.

But ten days have passed, and life is as usual, and nothing has changed.

According to the chance in the book, this chance is divided into visible chance and invisible chance, similar to Bodhi beads, Jiuyang God Finger is this kind of visible chance, but there are also some invisible opportunities. For example, he rescued King Xu in the cave.

This chance is equivalent to befriending a powerful master master, and making him owe him a favor.

An Jing has a cautious personality and has never obtained this black chance, so he doesn't know what this black chance is.

This black opportunity may also be similar to other opportunities, divided into visible and invisible.

If it doesn't actually appear, then it should be that he has offended a certain master. . . .

"Husband, here comes the porridge."

While An Jing was meditating, Zhao Qingmei came over with three bowls of fragrant medicinal porridge.

"It's so fragrant. After a while of snowball fights, I'm really hungry."

An Jing took the medicinal porridge and drank it with a gulp.

Zhao Qingmei was afraid that An Jing would be hot, so she quickly said, "Slow down, it's still hot."

"Huh... No. This (delicious)." An Jing said while eating.

"I don't even have a taste for eating." Zhao Qingmei's eyes showed a smile, and then she said a little strangely: "Huh!? Where's Tan Yun?"

An Jing heard that the movement in her hand was also a meal, and she felt a little strange in her heart. In the past, she was the most active one when eating.

"I'll go take a look."

An Jing put down the tableware and walked out of the hall.

Not long after, he saw a familiar figure under a tree.

Originally, Tan Yun's body was very slender, but recently, even if she ate a little more, even if she was plump and round, An Jing could recognize it at a glance.

At this moment, she was sitting under a tree, and she seemed to be holding something in her arms, looking around, as if she was looking for something.

An Jing tiptoed forward, full of curiosity.

"Smelly auntie, where are you hiding?" Tan Yun's nose wrinkled slightly, and then he couldn't help muttering: "I haven't let you **** power yet."

An Jing suddenly said, "What are you doing, you don't even eat breakfast?"

"what!?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Tan Yun turned around in a hurry, and the snowball in his arms nearly fell.

An Jing looked at the extrlarge snowball in Tan Yun's arms, and was silent for a while.

The snow fell slowly like a goose feather.

The ice flowers are gorgeous, falling into the water and then disappearing. The sky, the clouds, the mountains and the water are all in one, vast and vast.

On the Yuzhou River, the Wupeng boats have become much less, and there are only a few people.

In the Yuzhou River, An Jing shook his scull and admired the snowy scenery on both sides of the Yuzhou River in the snow.

That is to say, it is a novelty to watch, and if it has been a long time, it will feel a little boring.

"Old man Li can still chat with me when he comes."

An Jing muttered in his heart.

Anyway, he knew Li Fuzhou's identity, but Li Fuzhou didn't know his identity, how could this not make him secretly secretly happy.

Because of the death of the cloud in the fire and the ghost-faced Buddha, Li Fuzhou was seriously injured, and he became very busy all of a sudden, and he could not see anyone from morning to night.

"Is it going to leave in the past few days, have you started not to carry anyone?"

Without seeing Li Fuzhou's figure, An Jing always felt a little uneasy. If Li Fuzhou took him safely at home and sent him away at the end of the year, it seemed that he could still live his small life. If he accidentally exposed, then he would The family is also in big trouble.

In the middle of the boat, Zhao Qingmei was sitting on the paved blanket, with a stove in front of her, and tea was burning on it.

This is not ordinary tea, but Zhao Qingmei deliberately boiled it from the snow on the plum blossoms in the morning. The boiling water seems to have a dark fragrance.

Tan Yun's little face was full of anger and anger. She didn't know how long it took for the snowball just now...it made her drink less of a bowl of porridge.

"Husband, the tea is almost ready."

Zhao Qingmei turned down the stove a little, then washed and brewed tea.

"Okay, we've all left Yuzhou City. Let's see if the scenery on both sides is not bad."

An Jing supported the boat and laughed.

"Have you all left Yuzhou City?" Tan Yun heard this, stood up and looked around, patronizingly angry, almost forgot to enjoy the scenery.

Looking at the vast expanse in front of him, melting into the sky and the earth, he couldn't help but admire him greatly.

"Yeah, it's been three quarters."

An Jing rubbed his arm, "My arm is a little sore."

Jishitang was originally close to the South Wharf, and after rowing along the Yuzhou River for a while, it left the city.

Zhao Qingmei smiled and said, "Husband, if you are tired, take a break and drink tea."

Hearing this, An Jing put down the scull in his hand and sat down slowly.

Zhao Qingmei blew on the hot tea lightly, dispelling the white air, and then brought it over.

Seeing this, An Jing secretly sighed in his heart, Madam is indeed a lady from everyone, and she is very proficient in washing, brewing, and tasting tea.

"Drink."

An Jing took the tea, took a sip, and suddenly felt a refreshing warm current pouring into his throat, and then into his abdomen.

"How?"

Zhao Qingmei asked repeatedly.

"Okay."

An Jing couldn't help but admire.

Zhao Qingmei's eyes lit up, "Where is it?"

An Jing paused and said, "Mrs. is very good at controlling the water temperature, and she doesn't burn her mouth at all."

"loquacious!"

When Zhao Qingmei heard this, she snatched the teacup from An Jing's hand and said angrily, "I won't give you a drink."

She worked hard to cook tea with snow in the morning, but the water temperature was only good.

"Ma'am, I was joking."

When An Jing heard this, he hurriedly smiled and said, "This tea has a pleasant fragrance, and it has a fragrance of plum blossoms. Not only is the tea good, but the craftsmanship is also excellent, so I can't find any faults."

When Zhao Qingmei heard this, she slowly filled the teacup and handed it over, "It's almost the same."

At this moment, several cargo ships appeared in the distance. They were full of goods and drove unhurriedly, and the rivers on both sides were squeezed away.

"I didn't expect there would be merchant ships in this winter."

Seeing this, An Jing couldn't help but say.

In winter, the weather is very cold, and the river is easy to freeze, so the general cargo ships will be out of service at this time.

Even though the Yuzhou River is still passable now, but after the snow melts, the Yuzhou River will freeze, and it will be difficult for the various waterways to run.

I saw two cargo ships coming, just passing by their boats.

An army flag was planted on the cargo ship, and there were some sergeants in armor on both sides, which made An Jing even more curious.

The imperial cargo ship! ?

"Doctor Xiao An!"

At this time, a voice came from the cargo ship.

An Jing followed the voice and saw He Ping, who was wearing a sackcloth shirt on the deck, beckoning to him.

He Pingyuan mainly labored for the Su family's ships. After the Su family was destroyed, the Cao family took over most of the Su family's livelihood, while He Ping's labor continued to beg for a living on the dock. Anyway, for them, helping them Whoever works is the same, as long as they give money.

Compared with the Su family, the Cao family gave more money.

"Are you still out to work today?"

An Jing smiled.

The smile on He Ping's mouth couldn't be restrained, "The wood and some rocks from Lingnan have to be taken to Faxi Temple. The last trip this year will be the last one, and there will be more next year."

For Cao Ding on the wharf like them, they are not afraid of too much cargo, not afraid of hardship and fatigue, but they are afraid that there is no way to endure these hardships and fatigue.

An Jing raised his head and asked, "All of them belong to Faxi Temple?"

The repair of the Faxi Temple, and it is also funded by the court, is of great significance.

I remember that it was recorded in the history books that after the Shinichi Sect became the state religion, the Dayan Dynasty began to build Taoist temples in various places, and invited the disciples of the Shinichi Sect to go down the mountain and sit in the Taoist temples in various places to preach and preach to the world.

And Zhenyi Religion enjoyed the incense of the people, and gradually the family prospered, not only in the rivers and lakes, but also in the community and worshipped by everyone.

Now the imperial court has begun to build ancient temples such as Faxi Temple, which seems to be a sign.

The Pure Land of Buddhism is really going east.

An Jing was stunned.

Zhao Qingmei, who was on the side, was heartbroken. She knew about the news of Fomen Dongdu much faster than An Jing. As early as three days ago, the news of Yujingcheng reached her.

Except for Faxi Temple, all the remaining ancient temples in Dayan have been repaired, and new temples have to be built in some places.

Buddhist Pure Land Universal Bodhisattva came in person, sat in Dayan, chanted sutras and preached.

The Bodhisattva status is a master in the master realm. A master master came here, which shows that Buddhism attaches great importance to this, and the Dayan Dynasty is also full of sincerity in repairing the ancient temple.

It seems that the Dayan Dynasty is determined to win over the Pure Land of the Western Regions.

"Yeah, it is said that Faxi Temple is going to be repaired. Doctor Xiao An, I will go first."

Seeing that the boats were staggered, He Ping could only wave at An Jing.

"Okay."

Ann nodded.

Suddenly, his brows wrinkled slightly, and he vaguely felt a suffocating aura from the bottom of the river.

"Crash!" "Crash!"

The water, which was originally calm, suddenly became choppy.

The boat began to shake violently, and on the cargo ship, the soldiers and Cao Ding in armor and stomachs standing on the deck also staggered.

"what's up?"

Seeing this, Zhao Qingmei showed a hint of panic on her face, and then walked towards An Jing.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

At this moment, the iron tea pot on the stove also fell down and rolled towards Zhao Qingmei.

If the boiling water on this is sprinkled on people, it will definitely pull off a layer of skin.

Seeing this, Tan Yun was about to take action subconsciously.

"careful!"

Seeing this, An Jing quickly stretched out the scull in his hand, then turned his wrist, only to hear a 'bang', and the iron kettle was thrown directly into the water.

The turmoil was turbulent, and calm soon returned.

"It's a good skill."

Tan Yun was slightly surprised when he saw this scene.

The speed of An Jing's shot just now, although not fast, is not comparable to the rank 8 or 9 of the rivers and lakes.

really!

Zhao Qingmei was more sensitive than Tan Yun, although An Jing was not very strong, but she was still caught by her.

It should be normal to have practiced martial arts. If there is such an advanced martial arts in the family, if they don't practice, this will make people a little suspicious.

It's just why he never told me or disclosed these news, and he also placed those precious martial arts minds at will?

Thinking of this, Zhao Qingmei became more and more puzzled.

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

An Jing saw that the storm gradually subsided, and quickly stepped forward to check: "Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine."

Zhao Qingmei said with a lingering fear, "Husband, thanks to you, or else......"

Speaking of this, Zhao Qingmei's face seemed to turn pale.

"Miss, it's okay if you're okay, it's okay if you're okay, I almost scared the slave to death just now."

Seeing this, Tan Yun's heart jolted, and he stepped forward quickly.

"It's okay, it's okay."

An Jing was also slightly relieved.

The situation was critical just now, and he had no choice but to take action, but fortunately his wife was fine.

Although there was a hint of Qi, but even the masters couldn't see through his cultivation under the Qi Condensation Technique, and Zhao Qingmei and Tan Yun, two ordinary people, naturally couldn't see the clues.

However, the surging anger just now, could it be that the thousand-year-old black anaconda is about to wake up! ?

On their faces, An Jing and Zhao Qingmei seemed to be normal, but they all had concerns in their hearts.

"Husband, let's go back."

"Alright."

After this happened, the three of them no longer had any intention of enjoying the snow, so they went back the same way.

Afternoon, Ji Shitang, backyard.

"Ma'am, then I'll go to the doctor first."

An Jing shouted and hurried away with the medicine box.

"Okay, come back early." Zhao Qingmei nodded, and then walked to the backyard.

After Tan Yun walked to the door and An Jing walked away, he hurriedly entered the room and said, "Miss, my uncle seems to have a cultivation base. He said that he only learned boxing and kung fu with Han Wenxin and some martial arts masters. It's not easy."

Today, An Jing smashed the iron pot with a scull in his hand.

As long as you practice boxing and kicks for a few years, you can reach the eighth and ninth grades, but the seventh-grade cultivation base is not ordinary at the beginning, and you need to cultivate the inner breath machine, which is commonly known as the inner force.

Although An Jing never told the two of him that he had internal strength, nor did he say that he didn't, An Jing said that with the martial arts master and Han Wenxin, he had practiced some superficial kung fu.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this means that they have not cultivated their inner strength.

After all, Han Wenxin himself is only the peak of the seventh rank. The teacher and father of the five senses have been practicing for decades. If there is no mental method, he is only eighth rank, seventh rank. How can the strength of An Jing be so high? ?

"There's a faint hint of air."

Zhao Qingmei nodded slightly, "He definitely has practiced martial arts in the utility room center."

The qi machine is not strong enough, there are only two situations, one is very weak, and the other is the hidden qi machine is too clever.

"That is to say, the uncle is not a fool, and he doesn't practice with a good mentality."

Tan Yun pouted, and then worriedly said: "It seems that Uncle's aptitude is not high, such a top-level mentality is not much different from Han Wenxin."

Han Wen's new training mentality is definitely not as advanced as the martial arts in the utility room, but he is at the peak of the seventh rank, and he is about to be sixth.

The two didn't think An Jing could hide so well from their eyes, especially Zhao Qingmei.

She cultivates in all kinds of demons, not to mention a general expert, even some masters can discover the qi in her body, and Tan Yun is also born in the demon sect, and is also very skilled in the method of concealment. Qi Ji, when he doesn't make a move, he is just an ordinary person.

Can An Jing hide his qi from them like this?

They don't believe it.

Tan Yun fell into deep thought: "Uncle's strength is not high, but why can you get so many martial arts exercises?"

Zhao Qingmei was also a little weird in her heart, but today's trip solved a doubt that lingered in her heart.

With such a good martial arts mentality, if you don't practice it, it's really weird.

The only thing she can't figure out now is where this martial arts mentality came from.

Outside Yuzhou City, Qinghe Wharf.

An Jing used the ghost valley fascination to solve the moon in the water who had been following him, and then put on a navy blue cloak and came to the Qinghe wharf.

At this time, the Qinghe Wharf was in a mess, and there were traces of being washed by the river everywhere on the shore, and two fishermen were sighing and gathering the fish baskets.

"It's really unfortunate, the **** fish I just caught just disappeared."

"You're also unlucky? I lost an afternoon some time ago, and the catch was about 20 kilograms. The water waves swept in, and it wasn't all gone in the end."

"What's going on here? Why are there so many waves at this pier recently."

"Could it be that there has been too much fishing recently, and the river **** has become angry?"

"Where did the river **** come from, don't talk nonsense."

"Let's go, let's go, we can't fish today."

Listening to the words of the two fishermen, An Jing glanced at the Qinghe Pier, and then returned to the ground book.

Repair: one product

Horoscope: Lucky star is shining (rising)

Root bone: once in a century

Martial arts: sword-drawing, hidden swordsmanship, sword-fighting, nine-character swordsmanship, swaying nine-day body technique, Daluo mind technique, qi-gathering technique, hundred-step flying sword (8th layer), Jiuyang Shenzhi (3rd layer).

Tip 1: The host's fate has not yet taken root (Yu August), and the use of martial arts must not let people know the identity of the host, otherwise they will get a black chance.

Tip 2: There is a thousand-year-old black anaconda under the pier of the Qinghe River. This strange beast is extremely rare. Kill it to get a blue chance (there is a pill in it).

Tip 3: There is a thousand-year-old black anaconda under the pier of the Qinghe River. This strange beast is extremely rare. If you surrender, you can get a blue chance (which can be turned into a Jiaojiao).

Tip 4: The host is close to the alien beast, the Millennium Black Anaconda, and the Millennium Black Anaconda gradually wakes up. If it wakes up, the host will get a black chance.

An Jing frowned as he looked at the description on the ground book.

He remembered that when he first came, the book on the ground described that the thousand-year-old black boa was still sleeping, and after waking up, there would be an unprecedented black chance.

Now still in a deep sleep has become a wake-up call, and the unprecedented black opportunity has turned into a black opportunity.

An Jing thought for a moment, then analyzed: "This thousand-year-old black anaconda is really about to wake up. It seems extremely reluctant to deal with him with my current strength..."

"But its inner alchemy is a good thing. If there is a master to help, maybe there is still a chance."

An Jing couldn't help but sigh, he couldn't reveal his identity, or he made friends with some experts in the arena, and maybe he could kill the black anaconda for thousands of years.

The master he is most familiar with now is the old man Li Fuzhou. Let him cooperate with him to kill the thousand-year-old black anaconda, and An Jing will not do the same.

Old man Li is very black-bellied, and he is a member of the Demon Sect, and his reputation in the Dayan Rivers and Lakes is not very good... Who knows if this old boy will be black and black.

"When I realize the fifth realm and improve my cultivation, maybe I will have a chance."

An Jing took a deep breath, turned his body upright, and headed towards the burial mound in the north of Yuzhou City.

Find an opportunity today to take out the Sword Intent on the Zhenxie Sword and comprehend it, maybe there are some mysteries and opportunities.

Stepping on the dry branches and buds, I came to the Luan Tomb Mound in the north of the city in a short time.

An Jing walked slowly to the tree where the Zhenxie Sword was buried, and carefully peeled off the snow and soil on it.

This place is sparsely populated, and most of them would rather take a detour than pass through this place. No one wants to see the gloomy graves, for fear that they will provoke unclean things, so An Jing is not afraid that others will find him.

I saw the quaint and vicissitudes of the Zhenxie Sword lying quietly in the soil.

"Buzz!"

It seems that he felt An Jing, and he made a clear Zen sound.

An Jing took out the Evil Suppressing Sword carefully, and then put it in his hand.

The sword body of Zhenxie Sword was still covered with bright red blood, the center of the sword body was dark with strange lines, and the edge of the sword was even sharper, with a hint of chill.

An Jing stretched out three fingers and gently stroked the blade.

Because of the Sanmiaoshan battle last time and the rush of time, he didn't pay attention to the evil-suppressing sword in his hand at all.

When the finger was attached to the blade, a cold feeling rushed over, and then there was a 'humming' sound in the brain.

"Roar!"

That roar resounded in his mind again.

At that moment, he seemed to feel death again.

The sword has been broken, and the man has perished.

In the roar of the giant beast, everything seemed to have turned into clouds, and there was no power to fight back.

He saw that the giant beast was rampant, eating people, arrogant and cruel, and even had a hint of teasing and ridicule in his eyes.

An Jing looked at the giant beast in front of him, and his heart was full of shock, a shock that was difficult to express in words.

In front of the ferocious beast, he was full of powerlessness and could only let the beast devour it.

"call!"

I don't know how long it took before An Jing slowly opened his eyes. He was fully clothed and his hair was soaked with sweat. Then he gasped heavily.

He just really felt like he was dead.

For the first time in so many years, he faced death.

He had never encountered such a situation before.

Looking at the sky with ancient eyes, life is in danger, and people are about to face death. Only by looking directly at the moment of your own death can you find the true meaning of life.

Death is the other side of life, eliminating the limit of life and death, so that life is full of vitality.

Calm, follow-through quietness, decisiveness and loneliness.

I am sure of myself, and even know my own weaknesses, and treat myself as harshly and cruelly as my opponents, and as generous.

Humanity and the bliss of life are in—dangerous situations.

Only when you meet a Buddha can you kill a Buddha, and when you meet your ancestors, you can kill your ancestors.

The flowers blooming alone in the deep mountains are not blooming for others, but blooming for their own life.

An Jing pondered for a long time and said softly, "I understand."

At the next moment, a sword seemed to appear in his heart.

East Forest Road, Qifeng Mountains.

The strange mountains stand tall, the mountains are continuous, the green and steep, and the clouds cover the fog.

There is a mountain gate standing in the middle, like a fairyland on earth.

This mountain gate is the gate of the Yuheng Sword Sect, one of the seven sects in the world today.

In the arena, if one were to rank the seven major factions, then the True One Sect would definitely overwhelm Yuanbai, the number one existence, and the second place was the undisputed Yuheng Sword Sect.

After all, the head of the Yuheng Sword Sect of the previous generation was the most powerful swordsman in the world, known as the Sword God.

Lin Yiyang, the head of the Jade Heng Sword Sect of this generation, is one of the five great sword immortals in the world, and he is also the swordsman who is most likely to inherit the legacy of the Sword God.

Coupled with the five sword masters in Jianzong, all of them are quite prestigious and independent masters in the rivers and lakes, as well as the mysterious and unpredictable Zu Shitang, I don't know how many hidden masters of Yuheng Jianzong are hidden from the world. , and the Sword Immortal entered this place back then, and finally sat down, all these always made Yuheng Jianzong the second largest faction among the seven factions.

On the top of the towering mountains, the vast sea of ​​clouds rolled.

At this time, among the mountainside and flat ground, dozens of disciples of Yuheng Sword Sect were practicing swords.

"Who do you say is the most powerful swordsman in the world?"

"Heavenly Sword has been sitting in the sword grave for 30 years and has not been born, but he has taught thousands of swordsmen. This person should be the most powerful master of kendo."

"I think Ghost Valley Sword Immortal's strength is not bad."

"Liu Tong, you fart, the most powerful swordsman in the world is on top of my Yuheng Jianzong Mountain."

"Yes, who can compare the swordsmanship of the master?"

"The five sword immortals have never compared with each other. It's hard to say which one is stronger and which is weaker."

"However, who can be the first in the world to reach the sixth realm, this world's first swordsman is well deserved."

The disciples of the Jade Heng Sword Sect talked about it one by one. Although the topic of the number one swordsman in the world is already a commonplace, no matter how many times it is discussed, it still makes people talk about it.

An ordinary-looking woman in a white dress, holding a long sword, walked slowly along the mountain road in the big Niugang on the mountainside.

"Shh... Uncle Qiu is here!" "Meet Uncle Qiu!"

When the disciples saw the woman coming, they quickly bowed their hands respectfully.

"Practice your swords well, maybe one of the world's swordsmen will be picked out of you in the future."

The woman also laughed when she heard the discussions of the disciples.

A daring disciple smiled and said, "Uncle Qiu is really joking. We are all stupid. If we can reach the fourth realm, our ancestors will smoke. How can we reach the sixth mirror according to the rumors?"

Everyone knows that Uncle Qiu Wanxia Qiu is the kindest elder in the entire Yuheng Sword Sect.

The disciple next to him sighed: "Yeah, this third realm makes me wait and don't know when and when I can get there."

For ordinary swordsmen, the third realm is trapped. What about the fourth realm, the fifth realm, and even the rumored sixth mirror?

"Cultivation diligently, one day will be able to succeed."

Qiu Wanxia smiled lightly, and then walked towards the top of the mountain with her sword in her arms.

"Uncle Qiu is really nice."

"Yes, she is the most gentle elder of my Yuheng Sword Sect."

"I heard that she volunteered to be the head swordsman, is that true?"

Looking at Qiu Wanxia's back, the disciples present showed their admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

Stepping on the stone steps, Qiu Wanxia came to the top of the mountain not long after.

At this time, on the top of the mountain, there is a huge square platform, surrounded by clouds and smoke, and the ravines are low, and it seems that the mortal world cannot be seen.

There was a man sitting cross-legged in the center of the stage. The man looked to be in his early thirties. His facial features were like sharpened knives. His eyes were closed.

This person is the head of the Jade Heng Sword Sect, Lin Yiyang, one of the five great sword immortals in the world.

"Senior brother, here I come."

Qiu Wanxia walked over to Lin Yiyang and said.

Lin Yiyang slowly opened his eyes and said, "Well."

The moment when those eyes opened and closed, it was like a ray of light appeared in the underworld.

Qiu Wanxia smiled and said, "Senior brother, why did you call me here?"

"It's time to go down the mountain."

Lin Yiyang said.

"Go down the mountain!?"

Qiu Wanxia asked, "Senior brother, didn't you say that you won't go down the mountain until you reach the sixth mirror?"

Lin Yiyang had said before that he had to realize the sixth mirror before going down the mountain, and only when he reached the sixth mirror would he have a chance to defeat Xiao Qianqiu, otherwise, even if his cultivation reached the realm of the master, he would not be Xiao Qianqiu's opponent.

Lin Yiyang slowly got up and came to the sea of ​​clouds, looking down at the vast expanse, "I think this time going down the mountain will allow me to reach the sixth mirror. My sword intent has tended to be perfect. It's time to sharpen my sword."

Qiu Wanxia thought about it for a while, and then said, "Who will you use to sharpen your sword?"

Lin Yiyang opened his lips and said word by word, "Puhui Bodhisattva."

Qiu Wanxia was not at all surprised by this name, and said slowly, "He is a master in the master realm."

Fomen Dongdu, undercurrents surging, has spread all over the rivers and lakes. Now everyone knows that Buddhism is about to return. Although the imperial court supports Buddhism Dongdu, there are many different voices in the rivers and lakes.

Hundreds of years ago, when the world was still in the melee of the Nine Kingdoms, Yuheng Jianzong and Buddhism formed a **** feud, and even the huge sect of Yuheng Jianzong was almost wiped out because of Buddhism.

Then Buddhism was expelled to the Pure Land, and Yuheng Sword Sect did his best.

Nowadays, the eastward crossing of Buddhism seems to be the greatest threat to the True One Sect, but the one who is most reluctant to see this scene is Yuheng Sword Sect.

The depth of this hatred has made the people of Yuheng Sword Sect unforgettable to this day.

Although they are unwilling, this matter has become a foregone conclusion. Now that the imperial court is escorting and supporting them vigorously, whoever dares to make a mistake is a rebellion and rebellion!

Xuan Yiwei's sword hanging on the rivers and lakes is a rebel, a rebellious person in the rivers and lakes, and there are 500,000 iron armors in the temple hall Wuhou. Now there is no war, which sect can resist 500,000 iron armors! ?

Although many people were dissatisfied, they could only keep silent.

And the people who made the eastward crossing of Buddhism this time are even more universal Bodhisattva, a well-known master master. With him in charge, the voices of opposition in the arena are less than half.

"Grandmaster, isn't it a good sword sharpening stone?"

Lin Yiyang had deep eyes and said, "I heard that his disciple Fazhi died at Faxi Temple in Jiangnan Province. After the new year, he will go to Faxi Temple to preach the Fa and preach the Buddha's righteousness."

"After the New Year's Eve, I will go to Yuzhou City and ask the Buddha."

Qiu Wanxia knew her senior brother very well, and she liked the arrogance in her bones. She didn't say anything more, but nodded and said, "Okay."

The half-step master challenged the master, which is rare in the rivers and lakes.

Because everyone who has reached this realm knows the difference between a grandmaster and a half-step grandmaster.

"Thank you for your hard work." Lin Yiyang glanced at his junior sister and said.

"It's okay to go down the mountain, but it's been a long time since I went down the mountain with my senior brother."

Qiu Wanxia shook her head, then thought of something, and said, "When I came, I heard from the traveling disciples that there seems to be a great swordsman in Yuzhou City."

Lin Yiyang said calmly, "It's just a three-legged cat's kung fu."

He has also heard about the swordsman who was blown to the sky in Yuzhou City. It is like this in the rivers and lakes.

If you kill a few masters at random, you are a peerless swordsman. Masters like this appear every year in the world, but they disappear quickly.

Qiu Wanxia smiled and said, "Where's the Sword Master in the palace? He is a Sword Immortal with the same name as you."

"Twenty years ago, swordsmanship was extremely poor. Now, after years of hard training, it can only be considered so-so."

Eunuch Zhangjian, that was the first sword of the Great Inner Palace, a peerless master in charge of the Imperial Guard, but Lin Yiyang was so careless about it.

"What about the Heavenly Sword in the tomb? He is the most famous swordsman in the world today."

"It's complacent, but that's it."

"Where's the Ghost Valley Sword Immortal? The old Sword Immortal who traverses two eras."

"Mediocre, life can only be used as the second, a stepping stone for others."

Qiu Wanxia covered her mouth slightly and said with a smile, "What about you?"

Lin Yiyang raised his brows and said mercilessly, "I have been practicing kendo for more than forty years, and I am still in the fifth realm, but I am just a mediocre swordsman."

But a few words ~www.mtlnovel.com~ the top swordsmen in the world are all worthless in Lin Yiyang's mouth.

In his eyes, he doesn't care about anyone, including himself.

"Then how about my swordsmanship?"

Qiu Wanxia touched the sword in her arms with a hint of teasing in her eyes.

Lin Yiyang suddenly paused and spoke after a long while.

"Well... Junior Sister's swordsmanship... is still pretty good."

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