My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 121

Tombs in the north of the city.

The night was dark, and the north wind whistled, like a ghost crying and wolf howling, making people shudder.

"It's better to use this evil sword sparingly..."

An Jing strongly supported his body, buried the Zhenxie Sword, and then sprinkled the snow on both sides on it, and left after making the perfect arrangement.

Even if there are few people in this burial mound, it can't be sloppy.

Then he drove the thousand-year-old black anaconda to dive back to the bottom of the Qinghe pier.

Although the soul of the thousand-year-old black boa is gone, the powerful flesh and inner core still exist, and one day it can turn into a dragon.

After finishing all this, An Jing felt dizzy, and the powerful sequelae of ghost-humanization began to surge up, making his limbs weak and feeling sleepy.

Coupled with the injuries left by the battle with Pratt & Whitney Bodhisattva, and the burning of blood essence, his face turned pale.

"One more trouble..."

An Jing hadn't forgotten about the moon in the water, so he whispered to himself, "Li Fuzhou is gone, and the moon in the water is still secretly following him, forget it, when he cultivates the ghost valley method to the second profound realm, he will be completely fascinated. …”

Reaching the realm of the Second Profound Realm, not only can you practice the paper figurine surrogate death technique, but also the skill of Guigu Fascinating Soul will be greatly improved, and then you will be able to completely fascinate the Moon in the Water who has cultivated in the second rank.

Taking a deep breath, An Jing burned all the blood-stained robes.

Then, carrying a small medicine box, he ran all the way according to the Qi machine in the moon body left in the water.

Along the way, I actually found that there were many people in the rivers and lakes around, and their target was Sanmiaoshan. They looked in a hurry and seemed to be searching for something.

"It seems that these people were attracted by the battle between themselves and the Universal Bodhisattva."

An Jing looked at the silhouettes hurried away in the surrounding jungle, and thought to himself.

However, this matter has nothing to do with him.

In the end, An Jing found the silhouette of the moon in the water in the forest. At this moment, his eyes were a little dull, looking at the bird standing on the branch, he didn't know what kind of scene came to his mind.

After erasing the ghostly ghost on Shuiyue's body, An Jing walked along the official road toward Yuzhou City with a small medicine box on his back.

"Um!?"

Shuiyue gradually woke up, only to feel that her brain was swollen, as if it was about to burst, and she quickly looked around to find her target.

Seeing the doctor walking along the official road, he let out a heavy sigh of relief, and hurriedly followed.

Ji Shitang, the lights are dim.

No matter how late it was, one of the thousands of lights was always on for him.

This is a kind of happiness.

"Ma'am, I'm back."

An Jing walked in through the side door, and then put the medicine box in his hand on the table.

"Why are you so weak?" Zhao Qingmei walked out and looked at An Jing strangely.

"Today, I went up the mountain to find medicine with the pharmacist, and I'm a little tired." An Jingqiang said with a smile.

"Are you so tired?"

When Zhao Qingmei heard it, she put her palm on An Jing's shoulder and pinched it, and said, "Don't go next time."

At the same time, her heart is also a little strange, husband has also practiced some martial arts, is it so tiring to go up the mountain to collect medicine?

"Drink some water."

Zhao Qingmei picked up the teapot next to her and poured a cup of tea.

"It's okay, it's just one time today. I haven't climbed the mountain for a long time, and I feel a little sick."

An Jing took the tea, drank it in one gulp, and said, "Where's the Tanyun people?"

Zhao Qingmei said, "She took the little black boy out for a walk. She should be back soon. Are you hungry?"

"Um."

An Jing nodded. He hadn't eaten for a day, and he really felt that his stomach was empty.

"Then I'll go get you some hot food"

Zhao Qingmei hurriedly walked into the kitchen and started to get busy.

Looking at the busy shadow, and the dense smoke in the stove.

An Jing couldn't help but feel a warm feeling in his heart, and walked forward slowly.

"What's up?"

Zhao Qingmei turned around and found that An Jing was standing in front of her, less than a foot away, and could feel the warm breathing and the beating of her heart.

"I'm a little tired, I just want to hold you."

An Jing hugged Zhao Qingmei, feeling the warmth in his arms, and suddenly felt drowsy.

Zhao Qingmei patted An Jing's back distressedly, and said, "You, let those farmers and hunters go to collect herbs, and then give them more money, there is no need to do everything by yourself, of course you will be tired. ."

"Okay, okay, let's eat first, and have a good rest after eating."

An Jing leaned on Zhao Qingmei's shoulder, feeling like he was about to fall asleep.

"I'm too tired to eat."

"I'm still tired from eating. Tan Yun heard it. I don't know how happy I will be."

"I'm not of the same species as she."

"Yes, yes, eat quickly, or it will be cold in a while."

There was a smile on the corner of Zhao Qingmei's mouth, "If you don't eat now, you may not have to eat when Tan Yun comes back."

"That's what the lady said."

Hearing this, An Jing felt a shudder in his heart.

If the lady can still eat some leftovers after eating, then Tan Yun is different, there is no leftovers...

Suddenly, An Jing sat down honestly.

Zhao Qingmei brought all the food up.

Smelling the aroma of the food, An Jing suddenly felt his index finger move.

"Slower......."

Looking at An Jing's big meal, he said, "No one is robbing you."

"one more bowl."

An Jing finished the bowl in three mouthfuls and stretched out his hand.

Zhao Qingmei took the porcelain bowl and filled it up again.

"Madam, I noticed that your cooking skills have improved recently." An Jing said while eating.

"You can eat it if you like."

Under the dim light, Zhao Qingmei was filled with excitement as she looked at An Jing who was gobbling down in front of her.

An Jing smiled and said, "I like to eat everything Madam makes."

"Husband."

"Um?

Zhao Qingmei thought about it and said, "I have something to discuss with you."

"Go ahead."

"I want to save my relatives and go back."

"Save me!?"

An Jing froze slightly in his hand.

Zhao Qingmei nodded and said, "Yes, there are some elders in the clan. They also watched me grow up at the beginning. I wanted to go back and have a look, but I haven't gone back for a while."

An Jing thought for a while and said, "Alright, then I'll go back with you then."

Zhao Qingmei went back alone, and he was not at ease no matter what, in case if he encountered a fierce bandit...

Zhao Qingmei smiled and said: "Husband, don't worry, you forgot that I didn't come to Yuzhou City with Tan Yun, and I also learned some boxing and kung fu."

An Jing put down his chopsticks and said with a serious face, "That's different. Who can you fight with your three-legged cat?"

"Husband, what's wrong with my three-legged cat kung fu, you still look down on me?"

Zhao Qingmei blinked and said, "You haven't practiced martial arts very much. It's not the same when we go back together."

An Jing opened his mouth and said after a while, "That's not the same. Anyway, I can definitely protect you."

"Husband, then you're gone, what should I do with this hospital?" Zhao Qingmei smiled in her heart.

"Close it for two or three months first, and the impact should not be too big."

An Jing said.

Then, as if thinking of something, he pondered.

On his body, he has been possessed by the black chance, and there may be murder at any time. If Zhao Qingmei goes back to visit relatives, this is also an opportunity to solve the hidden danger.

But letting Zhao Qingmei go on the road alone, he felt uneasy.

"Um!?"

Suddenly, An Jing's eyes lit up, and he had an idea in his heart.

There are two wooden figures at the entrance of the cave, and their strength is around the third rank. Even if they are close, two wooden men are more than enough to deal with a third rank.

Although the third-rank is at the bottom of the upper third-rank, it is also regarded as a well-known master in the rivers and lakes.

Back then, when there was a lot of trouble in Linjiang City, he rushed into the Linhu Courtyard, and wanted to kill the lord of Feiying Fortress, which was only a third-grade cultivation.

Just as Zhao Qingmei was about to continue speaking, she saw An Jing said, "Let's discuss this matter when you are about to leave, and don't be in a hurry."

"Okay."

Zhao Qingmei smiled.

Not long after, An Jing had eaten three bowls of rice.

"Ma'am, I'm a little tired, so I'll go to bed today."

An Jing patted his stomach contentedly, feeling that his eyelids were fighting.

"Go."

Zhao Qingmei picked up the tableware and chopsticks on the table.

An Jing walked slowly towards the bedroom, he just wanted to lie down quickly, feeling like his brain was about to explode.

Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing's background, and her doubts deepened. How could she be so lacking in spirit?

At this moment, Tan Yun walked in excitedly from outside the hall.

"Um!?"

Zhao Qingmei looked at Tan Yun, whose face was flushed, and raised her eyebrows slightly. Could it be that there is any good news?

"Miss, uncle is back?"

Tan Yun took a deep breath and glanced at the dishes in the pot.

"I'm back." Zhao Qingmei nodded.

After hearing this, Tan Yun secretly said a pity, the meal tonight was very suitable for her appetite, and she was planning to add a meal to herself before going to bed, now it seems that there is no chance.

This idea just flashed in her mind, and then quickly stepped forward, "Miss, let me come."

How dare she let Zhao Qingmei wash the dishes! ?

"Is the investigation clear?"

Zhao Qingmei said through sound transmission.

"Faxi Temple is closed!"

Tan Yun took a deep breath before slowly replying: "According to Fawu's disclosure to the disciples, Puhui Bodhisattva encountered a ghost swordsman when he returned to Sanmiao Mountain, and was finally defeated by the ghost swordsman."

Ghost Swordsman, finally appeared again!

It's been a long time since I heard his name. I didn't expect to reappear and did such an earth-shattering event. How could Tan Yun not be excited?

"Oh?"

Zhao Qingmei was surprised when she heard this.

Puhui Bodhisattva is a master in the realm of masters. Even Lin Yiyang was defeated in his hands. How could the ghost swordsman be able to defeat him?

Anyone who heard the news would find it unbelievable.

If this news spreads out, its limelight will instantly cover the battle between Lin Yiyang and Puhui Bodhisattva in the daytime.

If An Jing was there, he would immediately scold the old monk for being unethical.

This is clearly the news that Puhui Bodhisattva deliberately spread, and the intention is quite deep.

The ghost swordsman concealed his identity, challenged him when he was injured, and finally 'borrowed' the relic, and Puhui Bodhisattva spread the news, which was equivalent to raising the name of the ghost swordsman and making more people pay attention to him.

This is a mixed bag of good and bad.

With excitement in Tan Yun's eyes, he said, "Miss, that ghost swordsman's strength is so unfathomable that even a master master can be defeated. Isn't that too scary?"

She has been secretly asking Zong's spies to investigate, but she has never heard anything about this ghost swordsman.

Unexpectedly, this ghost swordsman actually defeated Puhui Bodhisattva.

What a terrifying power this is! ?

Zhao Qingmei gave Tan Yun a strange look, feeling a little puzzled, that Ghost Swordsman is unfathomable, but what are you happy about?

"It's really scary, but it's especially clear if it's true or not."

Zhao Qingmei thought for a moment, then calmly said: "Above the Three Temple Mountains, this person's cultivation base is only the realm of Earth Flower, how could he defeat Puhui?"

She can see the strength of Puhui Bodhisattva. If the ghost swordsman can really defeat Puhui Bodhisattva, this strength is simply unimaginable.

Tan Yun also nodded, and then asked cautiously: "Miss, should we investigate his identity and recruit him into my Demon Sect, this is a good opportunity to strengthen the prestige of my Demon Sect."

Is this Tan Yun's head enlightened?

Zhao Qingmei was a little surprised, then shook her head and said, "Don't use it for now, this person's whereabouts are mysterious, and his actions are unpredictable, which makes people unsure. Obviously, he is not a person who sticks to confinement, and it may be difficult to subdue him. I'll talk about it when I get back..."

The Demon Sect had already secretly investigated the ghost swordsman before, but there was no clue whatsoever, instead it cost a lot of manpower and material resources.

Now that Li Fuzhou left Jiangnan Road and went to Jade Capital City, while the fire in the cloud and the ghost-faced Buddha are dead, there are no more people to investigate the identity of this person, unless Shuiyue is asked to investigate.

"understood."

When Tan Yun heard this, her heart tickled like a cat's claws, but she did not dare to disobey Zhao Qingmei's order.

Zhao Qingmei thought of something and said, "What about the news over the moon in the water?"

Tan Yun hurriedly replied: "The water protector said that my uncle went fishing this morning. He only went up the mountain to collect herbs in the morning, and didn't go down the mountain until it was close to Hai..."

Tan Yun only said it in general, and Shuiyue also said that his head was a little dizzy during the day, as if he had hallucinations.... Tan Yun naturally did not dare to say this to Zhao Qingmei.

Listening carefully, this is clearly negligence of duty and irresponsibility. If Zhao Qingmei knew about it, it would definitely be dealt with directly according to the canon.

Zhao Qingmei nodded and said nothing.

"By the way, the information about Qi Yun has also been investigated."

Tan Yun continued: "Then Yuhuai Dazheng and Qi Yun are in the Willow Villa thirty miles outside the city. It is said that Qi Yun dislikes the fireworks in the city and is unhappy. It is estimated that he wants to do something awkward. "

Zhao Qingmei's heart was still like water, and she said, "I see, you can go down and rest after you wash the dishes."

She knew that now was not the best time to start, but when she was about to leave Jiangnan Road, it was the best time.

"Yes."

Tan Yun whispered.

Yuzhou City, a quiet courtyard.

After Yuzhou City Xuanyiwei's stronghold was destroyed, he quickly chose another one.

After all, Yuzhou City is not an ordinary city, and Xuanyiwei needs to sit in town.

At the banquet in the lobby at this time.

Xi Yuanjun sat high on the head with a relaxed expression. At this moment, the dragon and phoenix double rings that had drank the blood of countless masters were put aside, but he was holding a delicate tambourine in his hand.

"Dong dong dong~!"

That palm patted down like a shower, full of strong melody and rhythm.

Jia Shifu tapped the chopsticks on the wine cup, making a crisp and pleasant sound. It was clearly two different sounds, but it sounded different.

Jia Meixian listened quietly by the side, and couldn't help being a little fascinated.

"A little tired."

After a while, Xi Yuanjun stopped.

Hearing this, Jia Shifu also put away the chopsticks in his hand, "I haven't relaxed like this for a long time."

"Ha ha ha ha."

Then the two looked at each other and laughed.

The beautiful maid next to her hurried forward to fill the wine glasses for the two of them.

"Brother Jia, I haven't had a drink for several years."

Xi Yuanjun raised his glass and said.

"Seven years, a long time..."

Jia Shiwu's eyes were filled with memories, and he said: "Last time, Brother Xi came to my Lingnan Daobu City, and the two of us drank until dawn."

Acquaintances all over the world, how many people do you know?

Thinking of this Jia Shifu, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional, how many seven years are there in this life for people like them who have entered the soil half-length?

Xi Yuanjun's cloudy eyes also showed a rare smile, "Today, let the two of us have a good drink."

The two raised their glasses and then drank them all.

"Brother Xi, there is no one around at this time, you and I might as well speak directly."

Jia Shiwu pondered for a while, then said, "How confident are you...?"

The realm of a grandmaster, although it cannot prolong the life span of 300 years like a great grandmaster, it can also strengthen the muscles and bones, especially the golden bones.

According to ancient books, the eldest grandmaster lived to be more than one hundred and sixty years old, and most grandmasters were also a hundred years old.

For half-step masters, being able to reach the realm of masters is also a great opportunity in life.

Xi Yuanjun put down the wine glass heavily, and slowly gave birth to three fingers.

"Three percent?"

Jia Shifu frowned when he saw this.

You must know that Xi Yuanjun has failed to break through this shackle before, and now he is only 30% sure of breaking through again.

Xi Yuanjun sighed heavily and said, "Brother Jia, do you know that the realm of this master is difficult? It seems that there is only one realm gap between a half-step master and a master, but their strengths are vastly different, otherwise the swordsman is a genius. Lin Yiyang, even holding the Phoenix Sword, was not able to defeat Puhui Bodhisattva, and that Puhui Bodhisattva only became a master for three years."

Jia Fifteen was silent.

If Xi Yuanjun is only 30%, what about him?

He estimates that it is less than 10%.

Basically, there is no chance at all. Once you fail to break through this shackle, it will be a blow to the spirit and spirit, and it will even deplete the source and quickly lose the lifespan.

Xi Yuanjun had a gleam in his eyes, "However, even if it's only 30%, Xi must give it a try."

"Brother Xi."

Seeing this, Jia Shiwu thought for a while and said, "I heard that there is a Qi Dan blood-wearing pill on the Black Ice Terrace of Zhao State, which can increase the probability of a half-step grandmaster breaking through to a grandmaster..."

Xi Yuanjun frowned, "Black Ice Terrace? It's just a cult of Zhao State. That blood-wearing pill has the effect of manipulation. After swallowing it, it will become a minion of the Black Ice Terrace. Ruined, I Xi Yuanjun broke through the shackles and died, and it is impossible to swallow this blood-wearing pill."

The system of Zhao State and Dayan are completely different. If Yan State is above the kingship, then in Zhao State, it is governed by education.

The Black Ice Terrace is the largest sect in Zhao State, and it is also the center of power rule. The class system is solidified and the hierarchy is extremely strict. The people at the bottom can be described as dark, and can only follow their only belief.

The origin of this black ice platform is also extremely mysterious, and no one knows who established them.

Thousands of years ago, it seemed like it appeared out of thin air. Some people said it was the relic of the Qin Dynasty, and some people speculated that it was the Da Zhou royal family. When Zhao State and Da Zhou were opposed to each other, Da Zhou wanted to subdue Zhao State. He dispatched masters to build the Black Ice Platform in Zhao State and wanted to disintegrate it from the inside.

I never thought that the Great Zhou Dynasty fell apart first, disintegrated and divided into nine.

Heibingtai lost the hand behind it, and it developed rapidly, gradually taking control of the entire Zhao Kingdom, and forming a powerful country with the Black Icetai as its axis.

There are different opinions about the origin of Heixingtai, but no one seems to know his true origin.

Hei Bingtai not only has many masters under his command, but also controls masters from Zhao State and even all over the world through various means, of which the Blood-wearing Pill is one of them.

It is said that the Blood Spirit Jue flowed out of the Black Ice Platform. As for the true and false, apart from the Blood Spirit Sect Master Blood Spirit Son, I am afraid not many people know about it, and this Blood Spirit Son has been dead for hundreds of years.

"Hey."

When Jia Shifu heard this, he sighed, "Brother Xi is very true."

"Ta Ta Ta..."

At this moment, footsteps came from outside the door, and I saw a golden character rushing in hurriedly.

"Sir, we have already investigated the battle of Sanmiaoshan."

"speak."

Xi Yuanjun said lightly.

The golden-character catcher was sweating coldly on his forehead, and said in a trembling voice: "It was Puhui Bodhisattva and the ghost swordsman who fought, and finally Puhui Bodhisattva was defeated by the ghost swordsman..."

Xi Yuanjun raised his brows, as if he had heard it wrong, "Do you say it again?"

The movement in Jia Shifu's hand was also a pause, revealing a trace of confusion.

Jin Zichaotou took a deep breath and said, "Puhui Bodhisattva encountered a ghost swordsman when he was going up the mountain, and he was finally defeated by the ghost swordsman."

"Ghost swordsman!?"

Xi Yuanjun opened his eyes and was shocked.

"Puhui Bodhisattva is defeated!?"

Jia Fifteen murmured.

And Jia Meixian on the side was also stunned.

The grace of Puhui Bodhisattva is still in the minds of everyone, and the power of the master has suppressed the contemporary peerless sword immortal.

But at this moment that Puhui Bodhisattva was defeated by the ghost swordsman, how can people not be shocked?

"Then Puhui Bodhisattva should have been severely injured by Lin Yiyang."

Xi Yuanjun said firmly.

He also knows the strength of some ghost swordsmen. If he can directly defeat the master master, it is obviously impossible. There is only one possibility, that is, Puhui Bodhisattva is injured by Lin Yiyang, and then he loses the match against the ghost swordsman.

But even so, the strength of this ghost swordsman is unfathomable, perhaps not lower than Lin Yiyang.

Jia Shifu let out a heavy sigh and said, "It's really terrible. There may be another terrible sword immortal master in this world. I don't know why he hides his head and shows his tail, and who is his true identity..."

Xi Yuanjun nodded, but a haze appeared in his heart.

Ghost Swordsman killed two Great Heavenly Gangs, and now he is still wanted by Xuanyiwei. Similar to these swordsman masters, most of them died without success, or they could only wait for Xuanyiwei to take action.

"It's been an eventful time."

After a long time, Xi Yuanjun sighed.

Outside Yuzhou City, Liumu Villa, bedroom.

At this moment, the sandalwood rose in the room, confusing the mind.

Listening carefully, it seems that there is an extravagant voice coming from it, and it gradually disappears after a while.

On the bed, the jade body was lying on the side, covered by a light gauze, which made people's blood flow even more, and they couldn't help themselves.

This is a graceful female crown.

Next to him, Qi Yun was leaning on the female crown's thigh, holding a white powder in his hand.

The Zhenyi Religion is the state religion of Dayan, and it holds the largest elixir business in the world today. The number of followers from all over the world is quite large compared to that of the Cao Gang. Once the number of people increases, it will naturally be mixed. , is naturally not humane.

"The scenery of this place in Yuzhou is beautiful, and the people are even more beautiful..."

Qi Yun chuckled lightly and gently stroked it with his palm.

At this moment, there were rapid footsteps not far away.

"Put on your clothes first."

Qi Yun's face changed suddenly, he grabbed the robe next to him and draped it over himself.

The blushing female crown was also startled in her heart, and she hurriedly looked for this dress.

"Squeak--!"

Qi Yun walked out slowly.

In front of him, he saw Yuhuai Dazheng with frowning furrowed.

"Daren, what's going on?"

"Something big happened."

Master Yuhuai stepped forward and said, "The ghost swordsman has appeared."

"real?!"

Qi Yun was instantly overjoyed when he heard this, but then he felt a little strange. This is obviously a good thing.

The Great Master Yuhuai breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Not long ago, on the mountainside of Sanmiao Mountain, Ghost Swordsman defeated Puhui Bodhisattva."

"what!?"

Like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, Qi Yun said, "You said that the ghost swordsman really defeated the Puhui Bodhisattva?"

Yuhuai Dazheng nodded, "This is the news from Faxi Temple, 80% of which is true. After all, spreading this news is not beneficial to Buddhism."

Qi Yun was stunned.

The ghost swordsman actually defeated the Puhui Bodhisattva! ?

Master Yuhuai pondered: "In my opinion, let's not search for the trouble of this ghost swordsman. He is definitely not inferior to Lin Yiyang's top swordsman, and I am not his opponent."

With such a terrifying strength, when he and Qi Yun went to find him, he was undoubtedly looking for a dead end. If he didn't kill him, he would have already burned the incense.

"There is something strange about this..."

Qi Yun clenched his fists, a little unwilling in his heart.

Master Yuhuai said: "In my opinion, we might as well go back earlier and stay here, it always feels a little bad."

If he hadn't noticed that this Ghost Swordsman was a descendant of the Daluo faction, he would still feel more at ease. Now that this Ghost Swordsman is suspected of being a descendant of the Daluo faction, how could Daren Yuhuai not be worried? !

You must know that the previous head of the Daluo Sect, Yan Shaoshan, died at the hands of the Shinichi Sect.

It's really hard to say whether this ghost swordsman will seek revenge.

"Daren, don't worry." Qi Yun said calmly: "This matter may not be true, there may be something tricky in it, we need to confirm it before making a decision."

"Besides, now that there is Xi Yuanjun in Yuzhou City, can he really dare to come?"

If the Daluo Heart Method, which is close at hand, is in front of him, and he gives up, he is somewhat unwilling in his heart.

"But....."

"Don't Daren Yuhuai think this is weird, you must know that in the battle of Sanmiaoshan, this ghost swordsman has only just entered the realm of earth flowers."

"All right."

Grand Master Yuhuai nodded, but he was actually full of doubts in his heart.

This ghost swordsman is obviously in the realm of earth and flowers, how could he be the opponent of that Puhui Bodhisattva?

Is this thing really tricky?

Overnight, under the news of Faxi Temple, this battle spread throughout Yuzhou City, but it has not yet fully fermented.

Until the next day, it was like a boulder thrown into the Wangyang Lake, setting off a huge wave. This news was even more shocking than the battle between Lin Yiyang and Puhui Bodhisattva.

After all, Lin Yiyang challenged Puhui Bodhisattva. In the eyes of everyone, Puhui Bodhisattva has a better chance of winning. Even if Lin Yiyang wins, it is more surprising that there is no ghost swordsman to defeat Puhui Bodhisattva.

Who is Lin Yiyang? That is the head of the Jade Heng Sword Sect. He has become famous at the age of seven and has been known as one of the sword fairies for more than 30 years. And who is the ghost swordsman? Characters, but compared with the giants in the rivers and lakes, he was obviously not a master of the same level before.

But at this moment, the ghost swordsman has defeated a master such as Puhui Bodhisattva, which is really surprising.

For a time, the city of Yuzhou became buzzing, and the noise was even louder than it was yesterday.

in the inn.

"There was a big incident last night." A swordsman hurried over.

"What major event? Isn't it the battle between Lin Yiyang and Puhui Bodhisattva?" The companion next to him laughed and said, "Are you still living in a dream?"

The people around also laughed lightly.

After all, the great battle yesterday, for most people, can only be seen once in a lifetime.

"fart!"

The swordsman's face flushed, "I got the latest news."

"Is there any news? Forget about packing up for the return trip. Yesterday was a worthwhile trip." The swordsman's companion smiled.

"This is definitely more terrifying news than yesterday, many times more terrifying."

The swordsman trembled.

"How can it be!"

Everyone around shook their heads, thinking that the swordsman was crazy.

The battle between Puhui Bodhisattva and Lin Yiyang could have more amazing news than this! ?

The swordsman took a deep breath and said, "When the Puhui Bodhisattva met Sanmiaoshan, he was challenged by the ghost swordsman and lost to the ghost swordsman."

As soon as the voice fell, the entire inn was silent.

It was as if a needle fell on the ground and could be heard.

"Really?" The swordsman companion swallowed.

Who is Puhui Bodhisattva, that is a master at the master level.

"It's fake..."

The swordsman said solemnly: "Of course it's true, but it came from Faxi Temple, and it's gone crazy now, maybe you're the only ones who don't know about it..."

In an instant, everyone looked at each other, and time seemed to stop at this moment.

boom!

The next moment, the entire inn erupted like a volcano.

And this is just a microcosm somewhere in Yuzhou City.

Early in the morning, the entire Yuzhou City went into a frenzy, and everyone was discussing this matter.

This scene happened in various places in Yuzhou City, and even spread to the surrounding area.

In the sky, the carrier pigeons and the falcons continued, and they did not stop for almost a moment, and they were spreading the news of this place to all parts of the world.

In addition to being surprised, more people became curious and searched for the identity of the ghost swordsman.

"Why are you arguing again early in the morning?"

Lin Yiyang stood at the window and looked at the people talking downstairs.

Qiu Wanxia packed her luggage and said, "Last night Puhui Bodhisattva returned to the mountain and was challenged by a ghost swordsman. In the end, Puhui Bodhisattva was defeated."

"I see."

Lin Yiyang nodded slightly when he heard this.

"You are very calm."

Qiu Wanxia shook her head and smiled.

If ordinary people hear this, they will frown and look surprised, but in Lin Yiyang's eyes, he can't see the slightest change in expression.

After all, in the eyes of others, he was defeated by Puhui Bodhisattva, and the ghost swordsman defeated Puhui Bodhisattva, which seems to indirectly prove that he is not as good as this ghost swordsman.

Lin Yiyang said indifferently: "Puhui Bodhisattva took my sword hard. Don't look at his relaxed appearance, he must have been severely injured. The swordsman took advantage of his injury to challenge him, so what if he won?"

"Besides, in my opinion, the strength of the monk Puhui is only mediocre. When I reach the sixth mirror, Sanhua successfully reaches the master, and it only takes one move."

Qiu Wanxia smiled and said, "Then we are now..."

"Go back to the mountain gate."

Lin Yiyang didn't affect his mood at all because of the appearance of this ghost swordsman. In fact, in his heart, Universal Bodhisattva was not that great.

Moreover, he is still a Universal Bodhisattva who was severely injured by him.

And being able to make him look like a swordsman, there is still no such thing in this world.

"These meals at the foot of the mountain are too unpalatable, but the ones made by junior sisters are more delicious."

"Is it because of this that you are so anxious to meet the mountain gate?" Qiu Wanxia asked with a raised brow and a smile.

Lin Yiyang explained: "If you are not used to eating, your mood will naturally not be smooth, which affects the mood of practicing swords, and I have become accustomed to your taste for decades."

Qiu Wanxia sighed slightly, and said disappointedly: "I don't want to rush back, I finally got down the mountain. I think it's good to go around and go sightseeing, what do you think?"

When Lin Yiyang saw it, he quickly said with a serious face: "Experience more scenery, expand your horizons and mind, and it is also a kind of cultivation. Junior sister said it very well."

Ji Shitang, bedroom.

A ray of sunlight slowly shone through the window lattice.

An Jing slowly opened his eyes, and suddenly felt a splitting headache, as if it were about to burst.

"It seems that it will take at least ten days and a half months. After the injury has fully recovered, the relic can be tempered."

"Wow!"

At this moment, a dazzling purple light emerged from the book on the ground.

"Hint: There is a purple chance in Willow Villa."

However, his mind was a little dizzy at the moment, and he didn't notice the purple light released by the book at all.

"Get up first."

An Jing rubbed his head, put on his clothes, and walked to the front of the hall.

Today is another sunny day.

Zhao Qingmei was sitting in front of the counter, with a book in front of her. The faint sunlight shone on her delicate face. The pearl was dizzy, and the beautiful jade was shining.

The softness of the sun, the unique heroic spirit between the brows, the sultry red lips, and a variety of rare and valuable temperaments are integrated into one person.

It was like a time that had been dusty for a long time and was gently opened again.

Can't help but be heartbroken.

"Husband, are you awake?"

Hearing the footsteps, Zhao Qingmei raised her head and smiled.

"Wake up, I feel very comfortable sleeping."

An Jing stretched out his arm and looked at the door, "Why is this little teahouse so lively today?"

On the other hand, Little Hei Zai was lying at the door basking in the sun. After hearing the movement, he glanced at An Jing, stood up slowly, shook his hair, and changed to a more comfortable place to lie down.

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

I don't know how many people have dreamed of this little black boy.

"Looks like something big has happened."

Zhao Qingmei smiled: "Tan Yun went to the teahouse next door early in the morning. It is said that a new storyteller came."

"Oh?"

An Jing's heart moved, "Then I'll go and listen."

Isn't this girl Tan Yun not like listening to books on weekdays? Why are you so positive this time?

"etc."

Zhao Qingmei grabbed An Jing and said, "Eat breakfast first."

"If you don't eat, I'm not hungry at all now."

An Jing smiled.

"elder brother."

Zhao Qingmei stepped forward and lightly touched An Jing's chest with her fingers: "I spent an hour boiling old hen soup, are you sure you don't want to eat it?"

When An Jing heard this, he quickly said, "Then eat this old hen before going."

Old hen, this is a good thing, and the lady cooked it for an hour.

Thinking of this, An Jing hurriedly walked towards the stove, and opened the lid of the pot with anticipation.

I saw that the iron pot was empty.

Not a drop of chicken broth was gone.

"Hey, where's the chicken soup?"

An Jing picked up the spatula and moved it.

Seeing this, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Wang Wang! Wang Wang!"

At this moment, the little black boy ran over, with the soles of his two front feet resting on An Jing's legs, constantly sticking out his tongue.

"Did Tan Yun steal my chicken soup?"

An Jing lifted up the little black boy.

That was the chicken soup of love that Zhao Qingmei had cooked for two hours, but he didn't even drink a drop.

"Wang Wang! Wang Wang!"

The little black boy blinked with his big innocent eyes.

"Go, settle the account."

Seeing this, An Jing walked out of the hall quickly.

"Husband, don't you drink chicken soup?"

Zhao Qingmei said suspiciously.

"I'll go to Tan Yun to settle accounts first."

After An Jing finished speaking, he walked straight to the teahouse next to him.

"Accounting?"

Zhao Qingmei was a little puzzled when she heard this.

Inside the Datong Teahouse, there was a lot of people talking and it was really lively.

When the teahouse staff saw An Jing, he immediately smiled and said, "Doctor An, come to listen to the book today. That's a coincidence. Today is very lively and interesting..."

"Dude, get some more tea."

A clear drink came.

The guy stopped talking and walked over with a teapot in a hurry.

At this time, on the stage, a storyteller was holding a gavel and speaking vividly.

"Snapped!"

A crisp voice sounded, and everyone was shocked, as if it had reached a critical juncture.

"This swordsman, his sword moves are treacherous and unparalleled. Liu Qingshan's palm print of Qingyang fell, and he saw a long sword in his hand. Guess what?"

Someone picked up the teacup, and it was a meal when they heard the movement in their hands.

Everyone present held their breaths, daring not to speak, and seemed to recall this scene in their minds.

An Jing is a little strange.

The storyteller sneered before continuing: "I saw that flying sword turned into a stream of light, pierced the light of the hall, and fell down like a meteor, directly piercing Liu Qingshan's palm print and piercing Liu Qingshan's palm. , then the body swung up and left unrestrainedly, leaving only the sound of blood dripping in the hall. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

"hiss--!"

Everyone in the teahouse took a deep breath.

An Jing suddenly realized that the storyteller was talking about the scene where he fought against Liu Qingshan in the Hall of Wheels. He said it sounded familiar.

At this time, in the corner, a little maid in a red cotton jacket was holding Erlang's legs and holding melon seeds in her hand. , don't buy it."

"Yeah, tell me now."

"What happened after that?"

An Jing walked over slowly and coughed lightly.

"Cough cough!"

Hearing this voice, Tan Yun looked back and couldn't help laughing: "Uncle, why did you sleep so late today that you only got up after three poles, how did you teach me before that the early bird catches the worm..."

Chapter end