My wife is the sect leader

The cave became quiet, only the sound of chewing.

"She walked on my old path. With her temperament, it was too late to repent. In this case, I can only do it for her. The Dao is ruthless, and the human way is the most ruthless. Only ruthless can achieve the supreme humanity. Someday she will understand."

"I killed that little doctor, just like I killed you back then."

Speaking of this, the entire cave became very silent.

The temperature seems to be even colder, and there is the sound of wind and snow outside the cave, whistling like ghosts crying and wolves howling, which makes people feel frightened.

Under the faint light, the expressionless face looked a bit grim and terrifying.

"I also discovered the immortal blood. There really is immortal blood in this world. Its secret may be related to the Zhou Dynasty, and it may even be related to the Qin Dynasty. No matter what, I will get this immortal blood. I, Jiang Shang, will definitely get the secret of eternal life." , no one can stop me."

"In addition to the realm of the four qi that I will reach, my main reason for coming to Daxue Mountain is to find this undead blood."

Jiang Shang put down the candied fruit that he took a bite of, and couldn't help but chuckled for a lifetime, "I have tasted the bitterness of this life, but I can't taste the sweetness of this candied fruit, so this mouthful makes me a little tired."

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Shang stared at the coffin for a long time.

"Jinse, you are the person I love the most in my life."

"call."

The fire was extinguished, and only the sound of Jiang Shang's leaving footsteps was heard in the cave.

........

Dongluoguan, Sealing Demon Well.

"Yes, the pork belly tastes good today."

Nan Weiping's index finger moved wildly, she kept swallowing the still warm food, and praised it while eating.

Zhao Qingmei saw this, but a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. These days, not only was she mixed with confidante drunkenness in her meals, but the portion was very small, and this kind of poison was non-toxic and tasteless. Did not feel it.

In a few days, I will be able to get the way out from her mouth.

Nan Weiping looked at Zhao Qingmei and asked, "You're not in a hurry these days, why? Don't you worry about your lover?"

Zhao Qingmei shook her head and said, "If you can't go out, it's useless to worry about it."

"That's not wrong, anyway, for the sake of the food, I'll just remind you a few words."

Nan Weiping nodded, and said with a smile: "You have reached the level of a grand master at a young age. If there is no accident, you will definitely be able to reach the level of a grand master. Why don't you just meditate here for a while, and your cultivation level will be raised to the level of a second level?" At that time, going out of the Sealing Demon Well can also solve the internal strife of the Demon Cult."

The two talked for the past few days, and Nan Weiping also learned from Zhao Qingmei why she fell into this magic well again.

"It's not that simple to reach the Second Qi."

The reason why Zhao Qingmei is so anxious at this moment is because she knows that Jiang Shang is not in the Demon Cult now, and this is definitely an opportunity.

Both Yuan Feng and Ouyang Ping are at the second level of cultivation, it is almost impossible for him to kill them, but these two people can't stop him.

"So, you have to calm down."

Nan Weiping said indifferently: "You are cultivating the top mental method of the Demon Sect "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Code". , Cultivation is making rapid progress, but the foundation is a little unstable, the most important thing at the moment is to stabilize your foundation."

"Oh?"

Zhao Qingmei heard Nan Weiping's words and said, "Mood is very important?"

"It's best if you can calm down, but can you really calm down, little girl?"

Nan Weiping shook his head, and then asked: "By the way, what level have you cultivated in the "Nine Nether Purgatory Code"?"

"The seventh floor." Zhao Qingmei replied.

"Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Code" is not an ordinary martial art, but a martial art that surpasses Tianwu. It is extremely difficult to practice. Rao Zhao Qingmei has only reached the seventh level, so it is difficult to advance an inch.

Nan Weiping was silent for a while, before saying: "Cultivate this "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Tome" to the eighth floor. If you don't reach the eighth floor, you won't be able to get out."

The eighth floor?

Zhao Qingmei's heart moved. What Nan Weiping said must have her purpose. Since she let herself cultivate to the eighth floor, it should be related to getting out of this magic well.

"I see."

Zhao Qingmei nodded, and began to study the writing marks on the cave.

Nan Weiping looked at Zhao Qingmei in front of her. During this time together, she gradually got to know Zhao Qingmei's temperament.

He has a cold personality and is basically unwilling to say a word.

It was as if there was a lock in her heart, and no one could walk into her heart.

Nan Weiping was very curious about what kind of man it was that could make this little girl so determined.

Nan Weiping thought of something, and said, "Little girl, how about showing me your diary?"

Zhao Qingmei turned her head and glanced at Nan Weiping, and then, as if she didn't hear it, she continued to look at the experience left by the demon ancestors on the cave.

Nan Weiping smiled and said, "Show me, and I'll tell you how to get out."

The more so, the more interested she was in the diary, there must be a big secret hidden in it.

"impossible."

Zhao Qingmei said lightly.

No one can read the diary.

Nan Weiping said: "Little girl, this is your only chance. If you miss this village, there will be no such shop."

Zhao Qingmei's face was as calm as water, "You will tell in the end, because you can't get out without me."

Nan Weiping will tell it sooner or later, why should she take out her diary in exchange?

"If you don't show the diary to the old man, the old man will never tell you." Nan Weiping seemed a little annoyed when she saw that Zhao Qingmei didn't eat anything.

"Then wait and see."

Zhao Qingmei sneered in her heart, wait a few more days, and you will be honest.

.........

"Um.....?"

An Jing only felt that his soul seemed to be floating in the darkness, unable to feel warmth and light.

I don't know how long it has passed, and I heard a voice in a trance, and the voice was distant and near.

"This kid's face is so pale, he must be dead, right?"

"Senior brother Yang Chong, how can you talk nonsense like this?"

.......

"This voice is strange, I definitely don't recognize it, where is this place?"

An Jing's consciousness drifted in the darkness, and he recalled it in a daze, "After the battle with old man Qingfeng that day, I left on the black flood dragon, and finally lost consciousness."

"Senior brother Yang Chong, you go back first, I'll take care of him alone."

The crisp, pleasant voice sounded again.

Then came the sound of footsteps, getting farther and farther away.

Supported by strong willpower, a ray of light suddenly appeared in the darkness, and Anjing's consciousness finally rushed out of this dark door.

As he opened his eyes, he saw an antique room.

At this time, An Jing was lying on the bed, and beside her was a beautiful girl in a light green palace dress.

"you're awake!?"

When the girl saw An Jing open her eyes, she couldn't help showing a hint of surprise.

"Where is this place, and you are...?"

An Jing stood up with difficulty, looked at the girl in front of him and asked.

"This is the Four Elephant Gate, my name is Jia Meixian." The girl quickly replied.

"Four Elephants Gate? Jia Meixian?"

An Jing's brain was aching, and he didn't recover for a while, "Why am I here?"

Jia Meixian replied: "Two days ago I was gathering herbs in the mountains and found you unconscious in the Longyin River with serious injuries, so I carried you back."

Long Yinxi? !

An Jing frowned, and quickly asked, "Did you find any other... strange things?"

If the black flood dragon had no control, would the inner alchemy in the waist be dug out?If that's the case, it's going to be a big problem.

Once the black dragon has no inner alchemy, its strength will be greatly reduced.

Jia Meixian thought about it for a while, then shook her head and said, "I didn't find anything except you..."

An Jing nodded, lost in thought.

"Of course, my brother Yang Chong changed your clothes for you."

Jia Meixian thought of something, and his face was blushing.

"Thank you girl for saving my life..."

Just as An Jing was about to clasp his fists, he felt a tear in his chest and frowned.

Jia Meixian supported An Jing's arm, and then said: "You don't need to talk first, just take a good rest."

"Kindness without saying thanks."

An Jing said gratefully.

Maybe there is no Jia Meixian in front of him, and now he is no different from the black dragon, it has no waist, and he has lost his life.

Jia Meixian, Four Elephants Gate.....

An Jing suddenly thought of something, and a gleam appeared in his eyes. The owner of the Four Elephant Gate seemed to be named Jia. Could it be that the girl in front of him had something to do with Jia Shiwu?

"No need, no need, my grandfather has long warned that the sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes just want to save lives and heal the wounded, and draw swords to help when the road is injustice. This is what I should do."

Hearing what An Jing said, Jia Meixian couldn't help asking: "Where are you from, how could you suffer such severe internal injuries?"

An Jing's brain turned quickly, and he thought of the words in an instant, and said sadly: "I am originally a Donglin Taoist surnamed Han, and my name is Wenxin. I originally planned to visit friends in Yujing City this time, but I never thought that I would encounter bandits on the way. …”

When Jia Meixian heard this, her face paled immediately: "Bandits? I didn't expect there to be bandits around here."

Not to mention that Xuanyiwei has been attacking bandits very hard in recent years, and Longyinxi is in the area of ​​Sixiangmen, so there are bandits.

An Jing blushed and said without panting: "I was chased and killed by bandits all the way, and fled to this place."

"Young Xia must have some kung fu, otherwise it would be impossible to escape from the bandits."

Jia Meixian said with concern: "I haven't eaten for the past two days, let me get you something to eat."

"Then there's Miss Lauja."

An Jing rubbed his stomach and laughed too.

"Young hero, you are welcome."

Jia Meixian covered her mouth and walked out with brisk steps.

After watching Jia Meixian leave, An Jing touched his face and found that his mask was gone. He vaguely remembered that the mask fell from his face when he dropped it.

"Let's take a look at the injuries in the body first."

An Jing took a deep breath before observing the injuries in his body.

The injury wasn't light, but it wasn't serious either.

It was mainly due to the internal injuries of the old man Qingfeng after the battle, and the aftereffects of the Great Sun Tathagata Curse superimposed together, which made him collapse from exhaustion at that time.

As long as you cultivate for ten days and half a month, you will be able to recover.

"Where's the black flood dragon?"

After An Jing observed the injuries in his body, he couldn't help but think of the black flood dragon.

It is impossible for the black dragon to move without his own control. Jia Meixian saved himself, how could he not see the black dragon?

Could it be that Feng Lingyue chased him up, skinned the black flood dragon, and took away the black dragon's waist?

But no, Feng Lingyue couldn't let herself go.

The more I think about An Jing, the more strange I feel. I always feel that there is something weird about it. It seems that I need to go to Longyinxi to see it myself.