My wife is the sect leader

Lou Xiangzhen looked at An Jing, "Boy, let's go."

An Jing remained silent, and then controlled the black flood dragon to land.

Lou Xiangzhen and Tan Yun also sat on the back of the black dragon, and with a low growl, the black dragon shuttled away and disappeared on the Five Poison Mountain.

"Senior Lou!"

Meng Zhaodou came back to his senses, and quickly turned into a black shadow and chased after him.

"Linhu in three days?"

Feng Lingyue looked at the figure going away, and whispered to herself.

He is also very curious about which of Xiao Qianqiu and Lou Xiangzhen is stronger or weaker.

"Lou Xiangzhen was promoted to the grand master of the three qi, and Xiao Qianqiu is about to fight!"

"I don't know who will win between these two?"

"The rivers and lakes are about to shake up again!"

..........

The surrounding masters also came to their senses, and the voice of discussion was like a volcanic eruption.

After Xiao Qianqiu became the number one expert in the world, the entire Great Yanjiang Lake has been silent for too long.

And now finally there is a big event that is enough to cause a sensation in the whole Jianghu is about to happen.

..........

Yuzhou City, Faxi Temple.

In the magnificent palace, a young monk with red lips and white teeth is sitting cross-legged on the futon, beating the wooden fish.

This little monk is the host of Fa Xi, Fa Wu.

He stretched out his palm, and three stones the size of pigeon eggs appeared in his palm.

Sherry!

This is exactly the Buddhist bone relic!

At the beginning, An Jing only got one relic from Monk Fa Zhi, but now he has three relics in Fa Wu's hands.

"After absorbing these three relics, my cultivation will probably be able to reach the level of a half-step master."

Fawu looked at the relics in his hand and muttered to himself, "There are still thirteen relics in the door, and it will take a year to absorb them all..."

Most eminent monks will have a relic after sitting down. This relic is a treasure in the outside world, and it is also a rare treasure in Buddhism, but it is not rare.

Within a hundred years, there will be two or three Bodhisattvas in Buddhism, and a total of more than a dozen relics have been accumulated in these thousand years.

And how huge will the essence contained in these relics be?

However, relics contain the power of pure yang, which is not what ordinary people can absorb if they want to. After An Jing refined two relics, he found it difficult to absorb the essence of relics.

"Master......"

Not long after, a monk came in.

The monk's face was full of flesh and blood, and his figure was fat and strong.

This monk is Fawu's newly recruited disciple half a month ago, and he is abstained from captivity.

He was originally a bandit in the mountains, but he was a very vicious person. Recently, he couldn't live a better life, so he wanted to go to Faxi Temple to learn some martial arts, and then venture into the world.

Who knew that he had committed a lot of crimes, and he was valued by Fa Wu at a glance, and then he was directly recruited under the sect, and became Fa Wu's second disciple, the junior brother of rebooting.

"Eldest brother is gone."

Jie Yao clasped his hands together and replied honestly.

He really couldn't understand Han Wenxin, and he went to Faxi Temple because he couldn't live on.

And his own senior rebooting brother has a solid family background and is considered capable at this age, so why does he insist on worshiping in this Faxi Temple to suffer from such pure rules and precepts.

Isn't it fun to be a kid from a rich family, listen to music every day, play with beauties?

He really doesn't understand.

Fa Wu asked, "Where did he go?"

Jie Yao replied: "I heard from Junior Brother Jie Chen that Senior Brother Jie Se went down the mountain to see his brother, and wash his head by the way."

"brother?"

There was a trace of puzzlement in Fawu's eyes.

Jie Yao sighed deeply, and then said: "It's that black dog, Senior Brother Jie Se often brings it to the mountains."

At first, he really couldn't understand why his senior brother often talked to himself to that black dog, until one day he listened to the lecture on refraining from hatred, and he didn't know the whole process.

It turned out that my senior rebooting brother had a close friend who was a well-known miracle doctor in Yuzhou City. Later, this miracle doctor died suddenly and passed away, and the only thing he left behind was this black dog.

It is said that in order to bring his best friend back to life, he once made great wishes in front of the Buddha.

Brother rebooting, he is really an emotional person.

"Then shampooing is...?"

Fawu's eyes were full of doubts, "He has a hairless head, so why do he need to wash his hair? Besides, there is water and basins in the temple, so why do you have to go down the mountain?"

When Jie Yao heard Fa Wu's question, he immediately showed a trace of hesitation.

Fa Wu glanced at Jie Yao, and said, "You just say it's okay."

Jie Yao clasped his hands together, and then whispered: "Brother Jie Se said to wash his head."

"Little head?"

Fawu's doubts deepened, and he felt that this was even more inscrutable and obscure than gatha.

.........

Source City, outside the city.

The black dragon landed on a boulder.

"Good grandson, you guys have a good time talking about the past."

Lou Xiangzhen felt that Meng Zhaodou was chasing him from behind, and immediately jumped onto the back of the black flood dragon.

An Jing also frowned and looked in the direction Meng Zhaodou was chasing.

Lou Xiangzhen shrank the ground into an inch, and disappeared into the forest in a moment.

In an instant, only Tan Yun and An Jing were left on the back of the black dragon.

Tan Yun sneaked a pair of big eyes at the ghost swordsman in front of him, his heart beating wildly.

"Okay, take off the human skin mask on your face."

An Jing glanced at Tan Yun and said indifferently.

OK!

He was actually deceived by this dumb-headed Tan Yun, playing with the applause, not seeing through her true face of Lushan.

Thinking of this, An Jing became more and more angry.

Is my brain not working anymore?

"Oh....."

Hearing this cold voice, Tan Yun carefully took off the mask on his face, and then revealed that pretty, round face.

An Jing stared at Tan Yun's face closely, and shouted in his heart: "I'm such a fool. I found out that Li Fuzhou is a master of the Renzong of the Demon Sect. After testing Tan Yun, I believed her."

Those eyebrows, that expression, those seemingly innocent eyes, who else could there be besides Tan Yun?

Tan Yun looked at An Jing's 'hot' eyes, blushed, and then quickly lowered his head.

"Cough cough..."

An Jing coughed lightly, "Are you from the Demon Cult? What is the relationship between Li Fuzhou and you?"

He has to question himself, one by one, and he wants to see how many secrets are hidden from him.

"He is my master."

Tan Yun blinked and replied.

Master! ?

That's it!

Hearing this, An Jing raised his brows slightly, Tan Yun turned out to be the old fox's master, no wonder Tan Yun usually sees Li Fuzhou like a mouse sees a cat.

Seeing that An Jing didn't speak, Tan Yun quickly said: "Actually, my master is a very good person, not as rumored, and my demon sect is also, all of them were framed by people with a heart..."

Seeing Tan Yun dancing, An Jing felt that she might really be out of her mind, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt cheated.

Maybe she was really stupid, so she deceived herself.

Didn't an old fox like Li Fuzhou be discovered by himself?

"...Actually, I have been looking for your whereabouts."

Seeing that An Jing remained silent, Tan Yun plucked up his courage and said in a low voice.

"What are you looking for me for?"

An Jing said coldly.

"me..."

There was a blush on Tan Yun's face, and then he became flustered, "I have something to eat, and I can share it with you in half."

With that said, Tan Yun took out his favorite pastry from the bag.

Since Li Fuzhou brought her to the Devil's Cult, she has a special obsession with food.

She knows the value of this food better than anyone else.

In her opinion, being able to let herself take out half of her favorite food is a kind of silent love.

This is the most simple expression of Tan Yun's heart at the moment.

"I'm not hungry, you can keep it for yourself."

An Jing looked at the pastry handed over, shook his head, "I have something to ask you."

"What?"

Tan Yun unnaturally withdrew the pastry in his hand, lowered his head and said.

An Jing asked directly, "Where's your lady?"

"Miss?"

Hearing this, Tan Yun felt a thrill in his heart, and then raised his head to look at the ghost swordsman in front of him, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

What did the ghost swordsman ask the leader for?

Since she followed Zhao Qingmei, she has always kept Zhao Qingmei's words in mind, and she must not reveal her identity and position to anyone outside the Demon Cult.

Unless Ghost Swordsman is willing to join the Demon Cult.

An Jing coughed dryly, and explained: "I met you and your young lady when I was in Faxi Temple, and I was very impressed at that time."

In his memory, he met Zhao Qingmei and Tan Yun as a ghost swordsman that time.

"In the vast sea of ​​people, you can still remember people you met by chance. Your excellency's memory is really good."

At this moment, an old, deep voice sounded.

In the distance, an old Confucian scholar in black robe slowly walked over.

An Jing raised his brows, and followed the voice to look over.

This person is none other than Li Fuzhou.

........

Chapter 163