My wife is the sect leader

Wang Yue opened his eyes, looked at the calm lake and asked, "Do you know who the swordsman is?"

"do not know."

Zhao Liangdong shook his head, "But I don't think that swordsman is an ordinary person, and his strength should be very high."

Although he didn't see An Jing make a move, and he didn't even notice his aura, but sometimes the air of a master can't be hidden.

And how could a friend like Lou Xiangzhen be an ordinary person?

Wang Yue said indifferently: "He went to the sealed place and broke the seal, so he should have taken the Suppressing Evil Sword."

"Suppressing evil sword!? Is it a ghost swordsman?"

Zhao Liangdong's heart was shocked, and he thought of the ghost swordsman who became famous in the world, and faintly became the sixth sword fairy.

"It's him."

Wang Yue stretched out his palm and picked up the fishing rod, "Do you know the Zhenxie Sword is He Jian?"

Zhao Liangdong nodded and said: "This sword is also called Dazhou Yunlong, it was refined by the Great Zhou Renhuang, but he has never recognized the master for so many years, but many masters broke it on him, so this sword is also known as Demon Sword."

The Suppressing Evil Sword is the third sword weapon on the list of famous swords, how could he not know it.

Wang Yue put the fishing rod aside, and said slowly: "Those who can subdue the Suppressing Evil Sword must not only have the blood of the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, but also must belong to the man of destiny, with great luck and great opportunity."

When Zhao Liangdong heard this, his heart was shocked, "What does the suzerain mean, that ghost swordsman is such a great character?"

One must know that none of the top masters like the Human Emperor of the Great Zhou could surrender the Suppressing Evil Sword, but was surrendered by the Ghost Swordsman. Could it be that the future strength of the Ghost Swordsman will surpass that of the Human Emperor of the Great Zhou?

The top grandmaster is the most outstanding master in the world, the existence that stands at the pinnacle of the entire world.

Ghost swordsman can become such a master?

"Yes."

Wang Yue looked at the lake and said with emotion: "If this person can survive under Zhenyijiao, he will definitely become the top swordsman in the world in the future."

Zhao Liangdong's heart trembled, and he seemed to be absent-minded.

Wang Yue waved his hand and said: "Don't think too much, he killed the two big masters of Zhenyi Sect, it's not certain whether he can survive."

Zhao Liangdong suddenly thought of something: "Senior in that building."

Lou Xiangzhen and Zhenyi Sect are also in the same situation, but the two sides did not break the surface. Now that Lou Xiangzhen is following the ghost swordsman, there is a deep meaning in it.

"Time is also fate."

Wang Yue muttered to himself, and it took a long time before he said: "From today on, you will take care of Lin'er, remember to follow her closely and protect her well, she is now the only blood of my Wang family, there can be no mistakes .”

Zhao Liangdong clasped his fists and said, "Yes, I know."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Liangdong backed away slowly.

Wang Yue looked at the calm lake, as if he was about to pierce the lake to see the bottom of the lake, and murmured to himself: "He can see through Shen Xinshi, didn't the ancestors say that only masters in the realm of great masters can see through Shen Xinshi? Or is it that the ghost swordsman will reach the realm of the Grand Master in the future?"

As he spoke, he touched the white jade around his waist with his palm.

The white jade is extremely simple, and a dragon is engraved on it, as if flying through the clouds and riding the fog, lifelike.

At this moment, after being rubbed by Wang Yue, the white jade gradually turned red, which was very miraculous.

Under the water of the lake, there is a shocking secret buried.

Wang Yue stood up slowly. If Lou Xiangzhen was there, he must be very surprised, because Wang Yue's leg seems to have healed.

He took out a porcelain bottle from Xiu Kao, then unscrewed the bottle, facing the bottom of the lake.

"Crash!"

The red liquid flowed into the lake, and the red liquid seemed to be pulled by something in an instant, pouring into the depths of the lake.

"It seems that this day is not far away."

.........

Two days later, Yunhua Road, Huangyao Town.

On the black hillside covered with irises, under the influence of the spring color of the green woods and flowers, the willows pulled out thin willow silks, decorated with pale yellow leaves, and the grass came out with the fragrance of the soil. , clusters, clusters.

Fireworks in March, spring returns to the earth.

Two strange guests came to the town.

It was An Jing and Lou Xiangzhen who came down from the blue mountain.

An Jing admired the spring scenery of the town, and couldn't help but said: "Through this Huangyao Town, you will reach the north."

At this moment, An Jing has changed into a robe, and the Suppressing Evil Sword is also hidden in the robe around his waist. This outfit is completely different from that of the ghost swordsman.

After all, his image has been spread all over the world, if it is still the same as before, it will cause some troubles.

"The wine in the north is much stronger than the wine in the south." Lou Xiang touched the wine gourd on his waist with a smile in his eyes.

An Jing thought of something and asked, "Senior, have you really reached the sixth realm?"

That day on the Blue River Sect's Patriarch Mountain, Lou Xiangzhen killed Bai Qun with two swords, and that last sword was obviously done with all his strength, and there was already a hint of detachment from it.

"No."

Lou Xiangzhen looked into the distance, and said faintly: "There is still something missing."

"Not yet?"

An Jing frowned slightly when he heard this.

"One layer of window paper, if you want to break it, you can break it." Lou Xiangzhen said flatly.

An Jing's heart was shocked, and then he thought of something, and asked: "Why did you accept Bai Lin'er as a disciple that day, senior?"

"Did you think I was moved with compassion?"

"Senior, isn't it?"

Lou Xiang shook his head with a smile, and asked, "What do you think of that little girl's aptitude?"

"Excellent."

Without even thinking about it, An Jing said, "The future is limitless."

There are indeed very few qualifications that can be praised by An Jing, but this also shows that Bai Liner's qualifications are high, and she is definitely a rare genius.

Lou Xiangzhen said slowly: "Before I took her in, I did some calculations. That Bai Lin'er has great luck, and her luck is obvious but not hidden, but there is a catastrophe in her life. As long as she gets through, The future is truly limitless.”

"That Bai Qun died at my hands. I didn't intend to take him as a disciple, but considering that Bai Lin'er is still young, let alone the future, even if she wants to kill me in the future, I don't think I will die then. It's also the end of the day, as long as my Ghost Valley Sect has a successor, what does it matter?"

In fact, Lou Xiangzhen was also amazed at Bai Liner's aptitude, it was too high, and the talent visible to the naked eye was almost overflowing.

"Senior, I also know the mentality of your Ghost Valley School, how could it be lost?"

An Jing knew what Lou Xiangzhen was thinking. In their view, the inheritance of the sect was more important than their own lives. If the inheritance was cut off in their own hands, it would be worse than death.

"you?"

Lou Xiangzhen glanced at An Jing, and said angrily, "Half of your body is almost buried in the ground, and you still want to be the successor of my Guigu sect?"

An Jing: "......"

Half of my body is about to sink into the ground?

Lao Tzu is in the prime of his life, in his prime, and his life is in a period of rapid growth.

Lou Xiangzhen hesitated to speak, he sighed deeply and did not speak.

An Jing frowned slightly, "Senior, what you want to talk about is Wang Yue, right?"

Lou Xiangzhen was silent for a long time before saying: "From the first time I saw him this time, I knew he had changed."

In the Blue River Hall, the first time the two met, Lou Xiangzhen felt that Wang Yue had changed. At first he thought it was Wang Yue who had been tortured by the poison of the nine-tailed scorpion, and his heart had changed.

A series of things that happened afterwards let him know that things were not that simple.

That kind of subtle change, although very small, can still be seen after Lou Xiangzhen and Wang Yue have known each other for seventy years.

Thinking back now, that expression was a bit artificial and showy, and it seemed that it was just for him to see.

Wang Yue's previous temperament, even if he was beaten to death, he would not bow his head and say no.

"People are always changing."

An Jing said: "People only have close friends when they break up. Sometimes people who are very close will become unknown, and you can only choose to give up."

When Lou Xiangzhen heard this, he let out a long sigh: "Let him go, let's have a few drinks. The Huangyao wine in Huangyao Town is also a specialty."

"Okay, today I will have a few drinks with senior."

An Jing was also in a good mood.

When he arrived in the north, it was not far from Ping County, and he would soon see his wife. Thinking of Zhao Qingmei, how could he be in a bad mood?

The two talked and chatted, then walked into a restaurant and found a seat at random.

Not long after, a table full of dishes and two jars of Huangyao Town's special fine wine were served.

"Senior, come."

An Jing picked up a jar of wine and put it in front of Lou Xiangzhen, and he picked up a jar of wine himself.

"Seeing good wine can always make people forget a lot of troubles."

Lou Xiangzhen laughed.

The two picked up the wine jar and began to drink freely.

An Jing took a sip of wine and put the wine jar in his hand on the table.

At this time, he saw a table in the far corner, with a large table of dishes on it, but there was only one person on the table, and he was lying on the table and eating happily.

This scene of eating made An Jing think of Tan Yun, "Look at the hands-on movement, I don't know if she is alive or dead now."

When he first went to find Han Wenxin, Han Wenxin made it very clear that Tan Yun was missing and his life and death were uncertain.

But An Jing felt vaguely in his heart that Tan Yun was probably dead.

Thinking of this, An Jing couldn't help but feel a little sad. It may be because of his own reasons that Tan Yun lost his life at a young age.

This Mr. Jiang, I must not let him go.

When I return to Yuzhou City in the future, I will make a tomb for Tan Yun.

"You boy, why don't you drink? Can I start playing tricks with the old man?"

Lou Xiangzhen saw that An Jing's hands paused, and grabbed An Jing's wrist bone.

The next moment, his face suddenly changed!

"Senior, what are you doing?"

An Jing quickly withdrew his arm, "My wife said that I'm not allowed to go out and ask for flowers, even men."

"you!"

Lou Xiangzhen looked at An Jing with astonishment on his face, and a storm arose in his heart.

A person's appearance may be deceiving, but his bones are not, so when Jianghu masters look at people, they usually look at the bone age.

The moment Cailou Xiangzhen touched An Jing's arm, he found that the bone was only in his early twenties.

What is the concept of 21? !

Wang Yue, who is ten years younger than himself, has his granddaughters in their twenties.

When I was 21 back then, my cultivation had only reached around the second rank, and when I was traveling around the rivers and lakes, I was almost hunted down by a master of the first rank at that time, and finally escaped by luck.

And the ghost swordsman in front of him is only 21 this year, facing seven top masters one after another, beheading two great masters and one half-step master.

Such an astonishing feat was actually done by someone who had just grown hair in front of him.

Jiang Sanjia regards him as a best friend! ?

I even get along with his peers! ?

Not only did he say that he was a boy chicken, the two of them even hung around brothels together, and he often had heart-to-heart talks with him...

Thinking of this, Lou Xiangzhen's face turned red.

"Senior Lou, this wine is not strong, why are you blushing, old drunkard?"

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