My wife is the sect leader

"Are you all out of Yuzhou City?" Hearing this, Tan Yun stood up and looked around, so angry that he almost forgot to enjoy the scenery.

Looking at the vast expanse in front of him, blending into the heaven and the earth, he couldn't help but feel admiration in his heart.

"Yeah, it's been three quarters already."

An Jing rubbed his arms, "My arms are a little sore."

Jishitang was originally close to the south of the city pier, and it left the city after a short row along the Yuzhou River.

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

An Jing heard that, put down the oar in his hand, and sat down slowly.

Zhao Qingmei gently blew on the hot tea to dispel the white air before taking it.

Seeing this, An Jing secretly sighed in his heart, Madam is worthy of being born as a lady, she is very proficient in washing tea, brewing tea, 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 about it?"

Zhao Qingmei asked repeatedly.

"it is good."

An Jing couldn't help admiring.

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

An Jing paused, and said: "Madam is very good at controlling the temperature of the water, drinking it doesn't burn your mouth at all."

"loquacious!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingmei snatched the tea cup from An Jing's hand, and said angrily, "I won't drink it for you."

She had worked so hard to collect snow and cook tea early in the morning, but the water temperature was just good.

"Ma'am, I was joking."

When An Jing heard this, he quickly apologized and said with a smile: "This tea has a pleasant fragrance, and there is a fragrance of plum blossoms. Not only is the tea good, but the craftsmanship is also excellent. I can't fault it."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingmei slowly filled up the teacup and handed it over, "It's not too bad."

At this moment, several cargo ships appeared in the distance, full of goods, driving unhurriedly, and the river water on both sides was squeezed away.

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

Seeing this, An Jing couldn't help saying.

The weather is very cold in winter, and the river is easy to freeze, so the general cargo ships will stop operating at this time.

Although the Yuzhou River is still passable now, after the heavy snow melts, the Yuzhou River will probably freeze, and it will be difficult for various waterways to continue to operate.

I saw two cargo ships approaching, just passing by the small boat.

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

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 on the deck in a rough shirt waving to him.

He Ping originally mainly worked for the Su family's ships. After the Su family was wiped out, the Cao family took over most of the Su family's livelihood, and He Ping continued to make a living on the dock. Anyway, for them, helping It is the same for anyone who works, as long as the money is paid.

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

"Are you still working today?"

An Jing smiled.

He Ping couldn't hold back the smile on his lips, "The wood and some rocks from Lingnan have to be taken to Faxi Temple. This is the last trip at the end of this year, and there will be more next year."

For Cao Ding on the wharf like them, they are not afraid of too much cargo, hardship and tiredness, but they are afraid that they will not be able to bear these hardships and tiredness.

An Jing raised his head and asked, "They all belong to Faxi Temple?"

The repair of Faxi Temple was funded by the imperial court, which is of great significance.

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

The Zhenyi Sect enjoys the incense of all people, and gradually prospers. Not only is its reputation spread far and wide in the Jianghu, but it is also worshiped by everyone in the market, as if it is a belief.

Now that the imperial court is starting to build ancient temples such as Faxi Temple, this seems to be a sign.

The Pure Land of Buddhism is really going eastward.

An Jing was stunned.

On the other hand, Zhao Qingmei's heart was as calm as water. She knew the news about Buddhism's eastward journey much faster than An Jing. As early as three days ago, the news of Yujing City reached her.

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

The Bodhisattva of the Pure Land of Buddhism came in person, sitting in Dayan, chanting scriptures and preaching.

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

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

"Yes, it is said that Faxi Temple is going to be repaired, so Doctor Xiao'an, I will leave first."

Seeing each other, He Ping could only wave to An Jing.

"it is good."

Ann nodded.

Suddenly, his brows frowned slightly, and he vaguely felt a trace of evil spirit coming from the bottom of the river.

"Crash!" "Crash!"

The originally calm water surface suddenly became choppy.

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

"what's up?"

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

"Boom!" "Boom!"

At this moment, the iron pot for cooking tea on the stove also fell down and rolled towards Zhao Qingmei's body.

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

Seeing this, Tan Yun felt subconsciously about to make a move.

"careful!"

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

The storm was turbulent, and calm was quickly restored.

"This skill is very good."

Seeing this scene, Tan Yun was slightly surprised.

Although the speed of An Jing's shots just now is not fast, it is not comparable to the fish and shrimps of the eighth and ninth ranks in the Jianghu.

really!

Zhao Qingmei is more sensitive than Tan Yun, even though An Jing's strength is as thin as silk and not advanced, she still caught her.

It should be someone who has practiced martial arts, which is normal. If there is such a high level of martial arts in the family, it makes people a little suspicious if they don't practice.

It's just why he never told me, and didn't reveal this information, and why did he put those precious martial arts mental methods at random?

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

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

Seeing that the turmoil gradually subsided, An Jing quickly stepped forward to check: "Is there any injury?"

"I am fine."

Zhao Qingmei said with a look of lingering fear, "Husband, thanks to you, otherwise..."

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

"Miss, it's good that you're fine, it's good that you're fine, I almost scared the slaves to death just now."

When Tan Yun saw this, his heart was agitated, and he also stepped forward quickly.

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

An Jing also breathed a sigh of relief.

The situation was critical just now, so he had no choice but to act, but luckily Madam is fine.

Although there was a hint of aura, even a master could not see through his cultivation under the Qi Containing Technique, and Zhao Qingmei and Tan Yun, two ordinary people, naturally couldn't see the clues.

But the surge of hostility just now, could it be that the thousand-year-old black boa is about to wake up! ?

On the surface, An Jing and Zhao Qingmei looked normal, but they both had something on their minds.

"Husband, let's go back."

"Alright."

After this happened, the three of them had no intention of admiring the snow any more, so they returned the same way.

.........

In the afternoon, Jishi Hall, the backyard.

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

An Jing yelled, and hurried away with the medicine box.

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

After Tan Yun walked to the door and An Jingyuan walked away, he hurried into the room and said, "Miss, my uncle seems to have cultivated himself. He said that he only learned boxing skills from Han Wenxin and some martial arts masters. It's not easy."

Today, An Jing flew the iron pot with a scull in his hand, definitely not like a fish and shrimp of the eighth-rank and ninth-rank rivers and lakes.

As long as you practice boxing and kicking kung fu for a few years, you can reach the eighth and ninth ranks, but the seventh rank is not ordinary at the beginning, and you need to cultivate the internal breath machine, which is commonly known as internal force.

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

In the eyes of ordinary people, this means that one has not cultivated one's inner strength.

After all, Han Wenxin himself is only at the peak of the seventh rank. The master of the five senses has practiced for decades. If he has no mental skills, he is only at the eighth rank or seventh rank at most. How high can An Jing's strength be taught? ?

"There is a faint qi."

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

The aura is not strong enough, there are only two situations, one is very weak, and the other is that the aura is hidden too cleverly.

"That is to say, my uncle is not a second fool, and he does not practice with a good heart."

Tan Yun curled his lips, and then said worriedly: "It seems that my uncle's qualifications don't seem to be high. Such a top-notch mentality is not much different from Han Wenxin."

Hanwen's new cultivation method 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 reach the sixth rank. My uncle seems to be not much different from him, which shows the difference in aptitude.

They didn't think that An Jing could hide so well under their noses, especially Zhao Qingmei.

She cultivates the myriad of demons, not to mention ordinary masters, even some grand masters can detect the aura in her body, and Tan Yun is also from the Renzong of the Demon Sect, and is also very proficient in the method of concealment. Qi machine, when he doesn't make a move, he is an ordinary person.

Can An Jing hide his aura from them like this?

They don't really believe it.

Tan Yun fell into deep thought: "My uncle's strength is not high, but why can he get so many martial arts skills?"

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

It would be too strange to keep such a good martial arts mind, if you don't practice it.

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

.........

Outside Yuzhou City, Qinghe Wharf.