My wife is the sect leader

Also, this time the Buddhism was able to travel eastward, apart from Dayan Renhuang wanting to disrupt the rivers and lakes, another purpose seemed to be for this seal.

The old monk looked at the relic in his hand, and seemed to see Fazhi's figure in it, but his eyes were neither happy nor sad.

"Things under this seal can move people all over the world."

"Everyone in the world, including Master? What is under the seal?"

When Fawu heard this, he became even more curious.

What is under this seal is actually something that everyone in the world is excited about?

The old monk's pupils contracted slightly, and then slowly spit out: "The mystery of longevity."

"Longevity!?"

Fa Wu showed a bit of astonishment.

As we all know, only a great master can increase the three hundred lifespan, and there has been no great master in this world for a long time.

And today, the next Grandmaster is also hidden from the world, in order to become this Great Grandmaster, so as to increase the three hundred lifespan.

Many people have spent their entire lives pursuing three hundred longevity yuan, and it is not yet available.

At the bottom of the seal, there is actually a mystery about longevity.

Longevity, is it really possible to obtain longevity?

"Is it really possible to live forever?" After recovering from Fawu, he couldn't help but ask, "Then why do you have to seal it? Isn't longevity something that everyone yearns for?"

Since it is longevity, why did the Human Emperor of the Dayan Dynasty want to seal it! ?

"Have you ever seen the sun in the sky?"

The old monk pointed to the sun in the sky.

"I can see it." Fa Wu was puzzled, but he still replied

"Then have you ever touched it?"

"How do you touch the sun?"

"Longevity is like the sun that runs steadily. You can see it, but you can't touch it. If the sun is gone, will it be a disaster for all living beings?"

Hearing this, Fawu nodded half-understanding.

The old monk sighed softly, and was about to speak when he looked towards the top of the pagoda with a hint of surprise.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"

Then heard a flying sound.

"Master, is there someone!?"

Fa Wu hurriedly said in surprise.

On the top of the tower, there are still masters hiding, listening to the conversation between the two of them.

"This person's concealment method is rare in the world, and I only discovered it just now. Forget it, let him go."

The old monk waved his hand, his face was still calm, but he was secretly startled, who was able to hide under his nose for such a long time, could it be that he is also a master?

The land of the Great Swallow is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, unfathomable.

...........

Sanmiao Mountain, in the forest.

A black shadow shuttled through it. The man was wearing a navy blue robe, and it was An Jing who was going to Sanmiao Mountain to find some answers.

"Buddhism's eastward journey has come so quickly. Dayan's rivers and lakes have become chaotic."

He didn't expect that he would meet the top master of Buddhism in the Three Temple Mountains.

Two-point view of the world, eight-point view of freedom.

To be able to have this attitude.

Coupled with Fa Wu's address to this old monk, the identity of this old monk is naturally self-evident.

That old monk should be the master of the Pure Land Master of the Western Regions, the Bodhisattva of Universal Benefit.

If it wasn't for An Jing's amazing Qi Containing Technique, he might have discovered the trace.

"Puhui Bodhisattva said that the bottom of the seal is the mystery of longevity, and Jiang Sanjia said that the bottom of the seal is related to the destruction of the Great Zhou Dynasty..."

An Jing thought of the prisoner dragon that floated past again, and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

And the mummy at the bottom of the seal, the mysterious master master, what is the connection between them?

After thinking about it, An Jing also had no clue, and finally said to himself with frowned eyebrows: "Forget it, there are no more clues, it is useless to think too much, and you may mislead yourself. Right now, according to what Jiang Sanjia said, practice the ghost valley mental method." Let’s talk about it in the Second Profound Realm.”

After cultivating to the realm of the Second Mystery, one can condense the paper man substitute death technique.

An Jing hurried down the mountain, and then found the moon in the ecstasy, changed his disguise, and walked into Yuzhou City.

After a while, I returned to Jishitang

"Ma'am, I'm back."

An Jing yelled, and then put his medicine box on the counter.

"came back?"

Zhao Qingmei raised the curtain and said with a smile, "The food will be ready soon."

At this moment, she was wearing a simple and plain pleated skirt, with a red skirt around her waist, and a few strands of black hair hanging from her ears, as if she was a fairy who had fallen into the mortal world, with a little more smoke and fire.

"Where are Tan Yun and Sanye?"

An Jing asked.

In the past, when he first came back, he could hear Tan Yun scolding Xiao Heizai, while Li Fuzhou was sitting in front of the counter, reading a book and visiting the store.

But today, both of them are gone, and little Heizai doesn't know where he went.

"They went to the west of the city to watch the lion dance, and they came back at night." Zhao Qingmei said.

"That's it."

An Jing couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

In this way, isn't today a two-person world?

It seems that since they got married with Qingmei, apart from sleeping, they rarely spend time together.

"What are you smirking at?"

Zhao Qingmei smiled and blinked.

Those beautiful eyes are obviously full of heroism, but they look soft when looking at An Jing, which makes people feel suffocated by the beauty.

An Jing stepped forward, lifted Zhao Qingmei's chin, and said, "I think you're the one with the smirk."

Zhao Qingmei leaned over and blew hot air into An Jing's ear: "I don't think anything will happen today, why don't we have a drink?"

"Since Madam said so, I can only risk my life to accompany the gentleman." A smile appeared in An Jing's eyes.

"Okay, wait for me to cook two good dishes."

As Zhao Qingmei said, she walked towards the kitchen.

"I'll do it for you after proofing."

An Jing walked to the door and closed Jishitang's store at noon, which was rare.

Nowadays, most of the medical centers in Yuzhou City have a certain "promotion" because of Jishitang, so the common people don't suffer from buying medicines in the nearby medical centers.

After aligning the boards, An Jing came to the kitchen.

"I'm chopping vegetables, wait for me for a moment."

Zhao Qingmei was holding a kitchen knife in her hand, and when she turned her wrist, the chives on the chopping board were cut into several sections in an instant.

"Ma'am, good sword skills!"

Seeing this, An Jing couldn't help admiring.

Zhao Qingmei's knife skills are so proficient, which shows that even when she was in the boudoir, she often cooked.

"Practice makes perfect."

Zhao Qingmei said.

"No, I can also cook this dish, and today I will show you my cooking skills."

As An Jing spoke, he stepped forward and came to the iron pot.

At this moment, the vegetables and meat have been cut, just waiting to be stir-fried.

Zhao Qingmei smiled and said, "Then I'm going to see your skills."

As she spoke, she picked up the skirt that Tan Yun had used next to her and tied it on An Jing.

"Unfortunately, Tan Yun should be watching from the sidelines, maybe I can give her some pointers."

An Jing picked up a shovel, skillfully poured oil, stir-fried, added salt, and said to himself: "It's a pity, there are a lot of seasonings missing, otherwise it would be more delicious..."

Zhao Qingmei looked at the back in front of her with a soft light in her eyes.

The ordinary days glow with light, this is the best romance.

"OK OK."

Not long after, a fresh fragrance came out.

Chive yolk eggs, hot and sour cabbage, and roasted pork with potatoes have all been cooked.

Zhao Qingmei brought the dishes to the table, and then carried two jugs of wine, An Jing couldn't wait to take out two cups from the closet.

"Husband, bring two big bowls."

"Big bowl? That's what you said."

An Jing smiled when he heard it, then turned around and put down the cup, holding two large bowls.

The two sat down at the table.

"Come on, drink!"

Zhao Qingmei picked up the wine jar and poured herself two full bowls, then picked it up with one hand and drank it all in one gulp, with a smile on her lips.

There is indescribable arrogance and freedom in every gesture.

"Madame proud"

An Jing's eyes lit up, "If you are in the Jianghu, you must be a famous heroine in the Jianghu."

After speaking, he also drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

If after seven months, the reminder of the book from the ground disappears, it is impossible to give my ghost valley mentality to my wife to practice. Although it is too late to practice martial arts now, it is good to have some means of life-saving.

"Heroine? Hahaha!"

Zhao Qingmei couldn't help laughing when she heard that, then put the bowl on the table and said, "I don't want to be a heroine."

An Jing picked up a mouthful of chives and put it in his mouth, "If you don't want to be a heroine, then what are you going to do?"

"If you want to do it, be a female devil!"

Zhao Qingmei had refilled it, and her voice was clear and crisp: "Everyone hates me, fears me, respects me, that's interesting, isn't it?"

"Anyway, no one in this world is important to me except my husband."

The winking eyes are like silk, looking at An Jing like a pool of quiet water, it seems to be seductive.

An Jing heard that his heart was burning, and then he laughed lightly, "Whether it's a female devil or a heroine, she is my wife anyway, so she has to wash and cook for me..."

What happened to the devil head?

I'm not even afraid of Li Fuzhou, the real devil, and I'll kill Xuanyiwei's Datiangang, I'm afraid I will scare you, Madam, if I say it.

A look of narrowness appeared in Zhao Qingmei's eyes, "There is no problem with washing and cooking. Husband is so good at cooking, isn't it all the same for all of us?"

An Jing felt that there was something in these words, and just about to speak, Zhao Qingmei picked up a big bowl: "Husband, please!"

After finishing speaking, he took another bold sip.

The two exchanged cups, An Jing felt a little dizzy after a while, while Zhao Qingmei was also flushed, with autumn water in her eyes.