My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult Chapter 377

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Magic stronghold, courtyard.

Autumn leaves wither, dead branches fall, and the cool breeze takes away the last fallen leaves.

An Jing sat on the stone chair, and in front of him was a heavy and simple sword box.

He stretched out his hand and stroked the Zhenxie Sword quietly, and there was a layer of moving white light on the Senbai sword.

ta ta ta ......

Footsteps sounded, and a middle-aged man walked in quickly.

This person is one of the guardians of the human sect, Shuiyue.

After Renzong suffered several major changes, it can be said that it suffered heavy losses. Then, with the vigorous expansion, many experts were recruited, which made Zongzong regain its vitality, and Shuiyue, who had been conscientious at the beginning, also unconsciously became a human being. Zong's second-in-command.

Shuiyue leaned over and clasped his fists and said: "An worship, his subordinates searched the entire Yujing City, but still couldn't find Tan Yun. According to the information obtained, the last place to disappear is in the Wutong Forest outside the city, but there is no clue in the Wutong Forest. ."

Hearing this, An Jing put down the sword box in his hand, "It was the master Yi Rong who took her away. This time, the action was thorough, and the master of the four qi led away Jin Wuwang, which shows that the purpose of the visitor is not simple."

Shuiyue said anxiously: "An worship, what should I do now?"

Tan Yun was previously in the Demon Sect of Human Sect. As the only disciple of Li Fuzhou, he was also one of the protectors of Human Sect. He was lively and lovely, innocent and innocent, and the masters of Human Sect took great care of him.

Now that Tan Yun was taken away by the mysterious master Jie, how could Moon in the water not be in a hurry?

Li Fuzhou even took the human scouts personally and started searching from inside and outside the Yujing City.

An Jing put away the Suppressing Evil Sword and said in a low voice, "The reason why they captured Tan Yun was to threaten it, and the reason why they didn't show up now is because I hope we will be anxious, so that we can wear down our patience and let us We lose our minds and increase their own leverage."

"You go to the Jianghu mobilization order now and do your best to search for Tan Yun's whereabouts."

Shuiyue heard it, clasped her fists and said, "Yes, my subordinates will go now."

After saying that, Shuiyue quickly walked out of the courtyard.

"Is it Tiansha Shrine?"

An Jing narrowed his eyes and took out two pieces of white paper on the table next to him, which clearly recorded all the information about the masters of the Tiansha Shrine, including the three masters of the Tiansha Shrine and the rumored master. The master of the master realm.

The two pieces of information are highly overlapping, and there is generally no deviation. One of them is the investigation of the Demon Sect, and the other is sent by Xuan Yiwei from the Emperor Yongan.

The master of the Tiansha Shrine appeared in Yujing City, and Tan Yun happened to disappear at this time, so there is no need to think about it, it is probably the work of the Tiansha Shrine.

Previously, An Jing had killed the masters of the Heavenly Sabre Alliance in the Heavenly Demon Palace, and had long forged grievances, and now the retaliation of the Demonic God Palace is also expected.

In the Jade Capital City, it was almost impossible to attack An Jing.

First, An Jing's own strength is at the top of the world. Even the masters of the great master realm may not necessarily be able to kill him. In addition, he has the imperial jade seal in hand, which is powerful. Secondly, there are royal masters in the Jade Capital City. How much is it to deal with An Jing? Weigh one or two.

Therefore, the Tiansha Shrine took the second place, and it was normal for them to take action against people they were familiar with around An Jing, and it was not unexpected.

The reason why the plan of the Tiansha Shrine can be arranged so carefully in the Jade Capital City this time is strictly forbidden, maybe there is support and help provided by Houjin behind it.

After all, the battle between Zongzheng Huachun and An Jing is imminent. If he can attack An Jing through this, it will definitely affect his state of mind before the battle, so it will be very beneficial for Hou Jin.

"Are you coming from thousands of miles to send people's heads?"

An Jing picked up the two pieces of white paper, and then squeezed it hard.

The two white papers suddenly turned into crumbs and disappeared with the autumn wind.

The more people the swordsman killed, the more amazing the sword power he kept.

And the master of this Heavenly Demon Palace, he is sure to kill!

Yujing City, a teahouse in the outer city.

People come and go in the teahouse, which is very lively, just like a noisy market.

Ordinary market people rarely come here to drink tea, because most of the people gathered here secretly are from the rivers and lakes, and it is a famous place in the capital to sell and spread news.

This place is very deserted on weekdays, how can it be like today?

"Have you heard of it? Did the Demon Cult issue a summoning order?"

"Who hasn't heard of this, it has already spread all over the city."

"Even the Shinichi Sect sent its disciples down the mountain."

"Yungu Peak, a newly promoted sect of the seven sects, headmaster Xuanshuangting responded to the call and dispatched all the disciples to help the demon sect search."

"With a single order from the Demon Sect, the entire river and lake is surging."

"Who doesn't give face to the summoning order issued by Ghost Swordsman himself? Who dares to give no face?"

"Don't say it, I've been looking everywhere since last night, but I haven't even seen a ghost."

Everyone was talking a lot, and their expressions were a bit eager and excited.

Now in the Great Yan Rivers and Lakes, the prestige of the Demon Sect has overshadowed the Shinichi Sect. Even though the Shinichi Sect still has the prestige of the state religion, the one that really thrives is the sky outside the sky.

The ghost swordsman has one sword and one sword. It can be said that he has achieved a great reputation in the rivers and lakes. Not to mention his outstanding achievements before, he killed Taiyinkui, the master of the five qi, and also killed Jiang Shang, a traitor of the demon sect. Among them, the evil king Meng Hao defeated the national teacher Xiao Qianqiu, and now he is going to start a peak battle with the post-jin saint master, a battle related to the situation in the world.

Some people say that this battle between Ghost Swordsman and Zongzheng Huachun may be the most important battle in the past three hundred years.

This battle was enough to set the world in a turbulent situation.

The name of Ghost Swordsman is known all over the world, and no one will be unfamiliar with him. His name is constantly spreading in the rivers and lakes, so that there are many people in the rivers and lakes who fear and respect him, especially the younger generation of Dayan Jianghu. It is not an exaggeration to be worshipped as a god.

In the distance, there was a pair of young men and women wearing bamboo hats, and they could not see their faces clearly.

The man was dressed in coarse cloth and held a delicate sword at his waist. The woman next to him was wearing strong clothes, with a slender and graceful figure. The exposed arms were strong and powerful, full of strength and beauty.

These two are Jia Meixian and Yang Chong who were once Sixiangmen.

Jia Meixian bit his lower lip and said, "Senior brother, we may take this opportunity to join the Demon Sect with this nomination certificate."

When they were in Beiyuan, the two wanted to join the Demon Sect, but just in time for the battle of Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, An Jing finally left with the injured Nangong Weiping, which made the two lose their best chance.

Yang Chong shook his head and said worriedly: "The Demon Sect, the imperial court is searching for this Human Sect's Dharma Protector, but there is no news. It is undoubtedly difficult for us to find it, and the kidnapping Human Sect Dharma Protector is definitely a top expert. The two of us..."

When Jia Meixian heard Yang Chong's words, he sighed, "Senior brother, what should we do?"

Yang Chong scratched his head and said, "It's not easy for the two of us to join the demon sect, we just find the demon sect master and showdown with them, saying that the ghost swordsman who saved your demon sect is his savior, how can they still Let's join the Demon Sect?"

When Jia Meixian heard this, his eyes suddenly widened: "Senior brother!"

"Hahaha, I'll just talk about it." Yang Chong laughed dryly, and then said with some resentment: "Back then, this ghost swordsman cheated the two of us so badly, and now he doesn't say hello, anyway, it's his. Savior."

In fact, Yang Chong also talked about it. After all, the demon sect was in crisis before, and An Jing had made countless enemies. It might not be a good thing for them to have a relationship with the ghost swordsman and the demon sect.

Moreover, when An Jing was leaving, he left behind the Four Elephants Sword Sticker, a rare treasure of the Four Elephants Gate. If it wasn't for him, this treasure might still be dusty.

The most important thing is that the wooden sword left by An Jing saved the lives of the two of them, and the kindness of the day was repaid long ago.

"Brother!"

Jia Meixian thought for a while and said, "We're all looking for it now, and we'll follow. Maybe we can find some clues."

"Hey!"

Yang Chong sighed after hearing this.

Sometimes he really can't understand, since his junior sister wants to join the demon sect so much, why doesn't he tell the demon sect directly that with the friendship of the two of them who rescued An Jing before, and the strength of the two now, joining the demon sect is still worth it. Isn't it easy? Why spend so much effort?

"move."

Jia Meixian picked up the sword on the table and hurried out of the teahouse.

"I'm coming."

Yang Chong put down the tea money and quickly followed.

Lumen's prestige in the temple is great, but its influence in the arena is lackluster. With the release of the demon sect's Jianghu summoning order, the entire Jianghu suddenly caused an uproar, and countless sects and Jianghu experts responded.

For a time, the entire Dayan Jianghu was in full swing, especially the people in the Jianghu in Gyeonggi Province, who wanted to overturn the land and have to dig three feet, trying to find any clues to please the demon sect.

Youshan.

The frigid mountain wind, with an unstoppable flick, filled the mountains and pine forests with rustling singing.

An autumn rain fell on this majestic and dangerous mountain range.

Rain-like fog, fog-like rain, on the rugged mountain road, there is no discernible figure.

The mountains are full of green pines, and the tall and sturdy shores are tall and straight and arrogant. They are deeply rooted in the thin soil and rock crevices.

On the top of the mountain, in an elegant and quiet wing.

"Master!"

The two Demon Sect masters stood at the door of the wing, and when they saw Zhao Qingmei coming, they hurriedly knelt down on one knee and saluted.

Zhao Qingmei said with an expressionless face, "You guys should step back first."

"Yes."

The two leaned back and stepped back.

After seeing the two leave, Zhao Qingmei took a deep breath and slowly pushed the door and walked in.

The house was very quiet, with a faint fragrance.

Nangong Weiping was sitting on a chair and seemed to be dozing off. The wrinkles on her face were like cuts from a knife, her face was very pale, and her hair was as dry as thatch.

Zhao Qingmei whispered, "Senior Nan."

In a trance, Nangong Weiping slowly opened her eyes when she heard Zhao Qingmei's voice, a bright light appeared in her cloudy eyes, "You are here."

Zhao Qingmei came to Nangong Weiping and gently grabbed her dry palm, "Senior Nan, how do you feel now?"

As she said that, her true energy slowly flowed into Nangong Weiping's body through Zhao Qingmei.

Through the flow of infuriating qi, Zhao Qingmei can feel that Nangong Weiping's internal organs, meridians, blood and bones have aged very seriously. This is a precursor to the depletion of longevity and the imminent end of life, which indicates that Nangong Weiping's life will not be long. Carry on.

Nangong Weiping waved his hand and said, "Don't waste your energy, I know my own body."

Zhao Qingmei said with regret in her heart, "Senior Nan, this junior is incompetent and can't send the blood of Chenghuang to the hands of the senior."

This once great master of the Demon Sect, and a great master of Megatron, is now in the shadows, and has reached the point where the oil is exhausted.

I still remember how unrestrained and unrestrained Nangong Weiping was when she first came out of Fengmojing, going north to Daxueshan, directly snatching Zongzheng Huachun's snow lotus, and going south to Black Ice Terrace to fight Qianqiu Undead.

It is precisely because Qianqiu Immortals severely injured her, which caused her vitality to be greatly damaged and her roots to be lost.

"Riding on the blood of yellow will only prolong one or two years of life."

Nangong Weiping said indifferently: "I have fought against that immortal, the Buddha, and my life is considered complete. How many people in this world can fight against the two of them?"

Nangong Weiping's words were very flat, just as she said.

Not to mention other masters throughout the ages, just some masters of the great master realm, how many people can play against these two?

Zhao Qingmei said softly, "If Senior Nan was in his heyday, he might not be able to make a fool of these two."

Nangong Weiping laughed when she heard it, "You little girl seldom praises people."

Zhao Qingmei said seriously: "Isn't it? When the senior came out of the Demon Sealing Well, he was already in a state of severe damage to his vitality."

Nangong Weiping shook his head and sighed: "You are half right, I played against the two of them. I am indeed not in the heyday, but neither of them are in the heyday. Qianqiu's undead is also seriously injured, and his strength is also not high. I haven't been able to fully exert it, so Harvard has just broken through to the Grand Master, and its foundation is unstable, and now its strength may be much stronger than when it was in Jade Dragon Snow Mountain."

"Besides, the old man knows very well that even in the heyday, they are not the opponents of the two of them. The strength of these two people is top-notch in history, especially the immortal man, who does not know how many secrets are hidden in his body. If it weren't for the injury, I think his strength has reached a terrifying level."

Zhao Qingmei frowned slightly, "The strength of these two is indeed very high."

She has seen it with her own eyes, whether it's the immortals in Yunta or the Buddha's Hee-Harvard, especially this time in Yunta, although the breath of Hee-Harvard is restrained, she can still feel the vastness and breadth of it.

The feeling of oppression that does not move like a mountain, but if it moves, it will destroy the sky and destroy the earth.

As for Qianqiu's undead, it is even more mysterious and powerful.

Nangong Weiping took a deep breath and said slowly: "When the spirit of the earth veins is completely broken, it must be a sign of great changes in the world. At that time, both the bright and the dark grand masters will take action, you and that kid. With these masters, I'm afraid there will be a fight."

"And it is still unknown what the evil spirit is. The evil spirit has completely infiltrated the spirit of the earth veins, and the spirit of the earth veins may also undergo changes, which may cause chaos in the world. It is best for you two to find a way to cut the earth veins in advance. Spirit, this will not only allow the cultivation base to break through the shackles, but also break other people's unruly ambitions."

"senior......."

"How to cut off the spirit of the earth veins is not that simple. The spirit of the earth veins seems to be empty but true. From ancient times to the present, I don't know how many great masters have tried their best to cut off the spirit of the earth veins. I don't have the slightest clue after thinking hard, everything depends on it. You've figured it out for yourself."

Nangong Weiping expressed her worries one by one, as if she was explaining her own affairs to her younger generation. Her tone was so calm, without the slightest turbulence.

Zhao Qingmei nodded heavily and said, "Junior knows."

The evil spirit infects the spirit of the earth vein, and it will definitely cause the spirit of the earth vein to mutate. At this time, integrating the spirit of the earth vein into oneself is equivalent to integrating the evil spirit into oneself.

Therefore, for An Jing and Zhao Qingmei, it is most practical to cut off the spirit of the leylines under the Dragon Well.

However, it is not easy to cut off the spirit of the leyline, and it is even more difficult than integrating the spirit of the leyline into oneself.

Nangong Weiping glanced at Zhao Qingmei and said with a chuckle, "Seeing you here, Xiao Nizi, I have no other regrets."

Zhao Qingmei's heart moved, only to feel a warm current pouring into her heart.

After her parents died, Jiang Shang was taken to Dongluoguan by Jiang Shang. Although she was just a little girl, the masters of the Demon Sect treated Zhao Qingmei very respectfully because of Jiang Shang's reasons. Jiang Shang taught Zhao Qingmei some martial arts skills. After retreating, Jiang Renyi would occasionally point out Zhao Qingmei, so she basically did not receive much care from her elders.

Nangong Weiping took out a wooden comb and handed it to Zhao Qingmei, "Come on, comb my hair for the old man."

"it is good."

Zhao Qingmei took the wooden comb and put it lightly on Nangong Weiping's dry hair.

The first time she combed Nangong Weiping's hair, it was still in the Sealing Magic Well. At that time, Nangong Weiping's hair had not been combed for a long time.

The wooden comb was gently brushed down on the silver-white hair, as if time had suddenly slowed down a lot.

Nangong Weiping looked at herself in the bronze mirror, but she only felt that her eyelids were extremely heavy, as if they weighed thousands of pounds. No matter how hard she tried to cheer up, she was indifferent, and finally couldn't help leaning back on the chair and dozing off again.

After an unknown amount of time, Nangong Weiping felt that Zhao Qingmei had stopped what she was doing, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Zhao Qingmei took out a peach wood hairpin out of nowhere and tied her hair up.

It was in the Demon Sealing Well that Zhao Qingmei combed her hair, which brought a ray of light to her gloomy and abyss heart, and it was that time that Nangong Weiping made up her mind to bury her own demon in Zhao Qingmei's body. Kind, pass all his cultivation to Zhao Qingmei.

Nangong Weiping couldn't help but smile and said, "It's so beautiful."

Zhao Qingmei said softly, "Presumably Senior Nan must have been a great beauty when he was young."

"Your mouth has suddenly become so sweet, it's not like you."

Nangong Weiping glanced out the window and said, "The rain outside the window has stopped. Let's help the old man to watch the sunset."

"I'm telling the truth. Senior Nan must be a great beauty."

Zhao Qingmei nodded and helped Nangong Weiping up.

The dusk in the mountains came so quickly, so silent, walking in a trance, unconsciously, the pine is solemn, the stone is dim, and the shadow is whirling.

The two walked slowly to the open place on the top of the mountain, unable to distinguish the starlight, and there was still a trace of mist after the rain, covering the distant mountains and the nearby ridges, and the wind gently swept through the pine forest, like the faint sound of waves.

Autumn insects murmured underfoot, unknown birds, occasionally shouting something in the woods.

The cloudy sky gathers the summer colors, and the leaves move with the sound of autumn.

Nangong Weiping looked at the setting sun in the distance and said softly, "The setting sun dyes the world red like blood. How many times can I watch the ultimate fate of the sun?"

The vicissitudes of life have passed by, and the bright past has been outlined, but it just flashed by in a hurry, and there is no shadow of it.

The days gone by can't be reached out and touched, only the remaining thoughts, but they are getting blurry day by day.

Zhao Qingmei felt a little sad when she heard Nangong Weiping's words.

Since ancient times, the twilight of heroes has been a sad thing. Once stood on the top of the mountain and looked down on the heroes in the world, now they can only stand at the foot of the mountain and become independent.

Nangong Weiping looked at the setting sun in front of her. This was the scene she dreamed of seeing in the Fengmo Well.

Because she has spent most of her life in the Sealing Well, she cherishes this seemingly ordinary landscape, ordinary days, and ordinary sunsets more than anyone else.

Nangong Weiping's turbid eyes looked at the attraction, wishing to imprint the sunset in her eyes, in her mind, in the deepest memory, and remember it forever and ever.

She looked at the sunset like this, Zhao Qingmei didn't say anything but just watched the sunset with her.

Maybe she was tired from standing, so Nangong Weiping sat down slowly and said, "I want to sit for a while."

Zhao Qingmei helped Nangong Weiping down and said, "Senior Nan, I'll go get some tea."

Nangong Weiping nodded with a smile: "Go ahead, I want Jingqian flower tea, I won't drink it if it's not."

"I know!"

Zhao Qingmei looked at Nangong Weiping with a slightly ruddy complexion, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and she walked quickly towards the wing.

Nangong Weiping sat cross-legged on the cliff, letting the mountain wind blow, the coolness slapped on her cheek, and her eyes calmly looked at the orange sea of ​​clouds ahead.

Nangong Weiping laughed, and then the laughter grew louder.

At her age and circumstance, she has long looked down on love, and she has no attachment to life and death.

For the only belief in living, if you can live, you must live well.

At least after a person dies, there is always something to think about.

Nangong Weiping closed her eyes gently, "A hundred years have passed in the Demon Sealing Well, time flies in the blink of an eye, and a thousand years flies, so it's not a waste to come here to this world."

Even in the dark, deadly silence of the Sealing Well, her heart has never been so peaceful.

But at this moment ~www.mtlnovel.com~ her heart is so peaceful.

And her life was finally fixed in this peace.

In a trance, Nangong Weiping saw her sixteen-year-old self. At that time, she was in her prime, and everything was so beautiful...

Zhao Qingmei walked quickly from the wing, and her footsteps stopped suddenly.

Then she quietly looked at the lonely back of Nangong Weiping, lowered her head, and seemed to merge with the sunset in the sky.

Everything is right and wrong, people are confused, and things are sad. The fireworks of life are more and more gorgeous in the sunset, burning into the arms of the night, completing one after another noisy blooming and ending.

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