My wife is the sect leader

Zhao Chongyin stood at the gate of the yard, smelling the pungent bloody smell, his brows were tightly furrowed.

Zhu Yongfang, Minister of Rites, and Wang Yangyu, Minister of Honglu Academy, stood aside, their expressions were also very dignified, no one expected to get such shocking news so early in the morning.

King Mujin and Zongzhengyuan were killed in the middle of the night. The most important thing is that no one knew about it, and they were discovered in the morning.

Surrounding them are dozens of post-gold masters, as if mourning and concubine, their faces are extremely ugly.

In addition, there was a man in a black cloak standing outside the door.

The man was in his early forties, and his face was as indifferent as water. Every time he looked at people, he felt like he was being stared at by a tiger or a beast, and his heart beat rapidly.

After a while, Bai Jing walked over cautiously and said, "He's dead, King Mujin and Zongzhengyuan both had their throats sealed with a sword."

"A sword to seal the throat?"

Zhao Chongyin frowned even deeper.

Zongzhengyuan's cultivation may not be high, but at least he is in the second-rank realm. Namujin Dharma King's cultivation is a master of second qi. Although he was severely injured by the mysterious master behind the ghost swordsman, he can at least be able to heal wounds after taking the holy medicine of Houjin. Resist the general master.

A swordsman who can seal his throat with a sword is at least at the level of a master of two qi, and may even be higher. .

Lou Xiangzhen is probably the only swordsman with such strength in the world today. His cultivation base is in the realm of three qi, and he has reached the sixth realm. It is not impossible to kill the heavily injured Mu Jin Fawang with one move.

"It can't be him."

Zhao Chongyin shook his head, killing Zongzhengyuan would definitely not do any good to Lou Xiangzhen, and it was impossible for Lou Xiangzhen to appear in Yujing City.

According to the current situation in the world, there are no more than two kinds of people who want to kill Zongzhengyuan. The second is the people who want Yan and Houjin to go to war, including those from Heibingtai, and those who want to disturb the world.

"This matter, you Yan country must give me an explanation to Houjin."

While Zhao Chongyin was thinking deeply, a post-gold master said in a deep voice.

"Yes, an explanation must be given."

Behind the scene, the golden masters all had blood in their eyes, and they all shouted in a low voice.

Most of them are Zongzhengyuan's cronies, seeing Zongzhengyuan's tragic death at this moment, they are naturally very indignant.

At this time, the man at the door said: "His Royal Highness, this man is a superb swordsman, it may be very difficult to track him down."

Zhao Chongyin was silent and did not speak.

After that, Master Jin snorted: "Then this is the business of your Great Yan court. If you don't give me an explanation for Hou Jin, then wait for my army of millions of Hou Jin to come down."

Zhu Yongfang and Wang Yangyu, two civil servants, heard this threat, and their faces were shocked and angry.

If the Houjin attack, Zhao Guo will inevitably fall into trouble, and then Yan Guo will be attacked by the enemy, it will be really dangerous.

Zhao Chongyin's pupils shrank slightly, and he said with a faint smile, "Please tell me, I will definitely give it to you."

"That's good."

When everyone in Houjin heard this, they all smiled coldly.

"Captain Xu, I will leave all of this to you."

Zhao Chongyin glanced at the man standing outside the door.

"I understand."

The man leaned over slightly, the murderous intent in his eyes was fleeting.

Afterwards, Zhao Chongyin led Bai Jing, Zhu Yongfang, and Wang Yangyu towards the outside of the hall.

It was clear and sunny outside.

Zhao Chongyin felt a little emotional in his heart, "I didn't expect that Zong Zhengyuan died like this."

In his eyes, Zong Zhengyuan was a talented person, and he might even succeed Jin Datong, but he didn't expect to die here so easily.

The world is unpredictable, and no one knows what will happen tomorrow.

This made Zhao Chongyin feel a little bit of vigilance in his heart, not sure that today's Zongzhengyuan will be tomorrow's himself.

Bai Jing thought for a while and asked, "His Royal Highness, is the hero meeting tonight still going on?"

Zhao Chongyin said lightly: "Now that Zong Zhengyuan is dead, it will be held even more."

The purpose of the Heroes Association is to fight against Houjin. Now that Zongzhengyuan is dead, Houjin, the fierce tiger, has more reasons.

At this time, there was the sound of collisions and screams in the hall. This sound lasted only a few dozen breaths, and then the man surnamed 'Xu' came out.

"Your Highness, everything is settled."

There was still a trace of blood on the man's body.

Hearing this, Zhu Yongfang and Wang Yangyu both looked at each other, feeling a chill in their hearts.

His Royal Highness is really decisive.

The battle between Hou Jin and Dayan seems to be an imminent decision.

Zhao Chongyin took the lead slightly, and looked at Wang Yangyu who was beside him, "Lord Wang, block the news, this matter should not be spread."

Wang Yangyu hurriedly said: "Your official understands."

If this matter got out today, it would definitely cause an uproar.

Although the deaths of Zongzhengyuan, Mujin Fawang and others cannot be suppressed, and the mastermind behind the scenes knows about it, it is very likely that they will publicize it, but suppressing it now can at least make the border have some preparations.

I just don't know how long this matter can last.

Yujing City, Lu Mansion, backyard.

The antique room was filled with a faint fragrance.

"Master!?"

Tan Yun opened his eyes in a daze, and then he sat up abruptly with a shock in his heart.

"woke up?"

At this moment, the door opened, and Liu Huiyun walked in from the outside.

Tan Yun looked at Liu Huiyun, bit his lips lightly, and said, "Aunt Liu, I thought I was dreaming."

In the Battle of Bazhangtai, Li Fuzhou killed Tang Taiyuan, and then the white-browed eunuch escorted him to the ninth floor of the prison, as if all this was a dream.

Liu Huiyun sat on the bed, touched Tan Yun's head, "Don't think so much."

Tan Yun raised his head and asked, "Will Master die?"

Every time the word "dead" was mentioned, she felt a twinge in her heart.

I always feel that fate seems to be playing tricks on her, and every important person is constantly moving away from him.

"I am not sure as well."

Liu Huiyun sighed deeply, "The ninth floor of the Heaven Prison is very dangerous. There are many masters in the Great Yanjiang Lake imprisoned in it. So far, no one has been heard of anyone who can get out of it."

It is not so easy and relaxed for the Great Yan court to rule the country for hundreds of years, especially in the rivers and lakes, there are often top masters who want to challenge the royal family and despise the royal power.

These people either died or were imprisoned in the ninth floor of the prison.

People have been sent in every once in a while for hundreds of years. One can imagine how many old monsters in the rivers and lakes are hidden inside.

But no one came out alive from the ninth floor of the sky prison.

Hearing this, Tan Yun's expression was a little dark: "I once swore to provide for Master until the end of his life, I..."

Liu Huiyun pinched Tan Yun's pink face, couldn't help laughing and said: "Your master doesn't know how he will feel when he hears your words, don't think too much, there must be a way for a car to reach the mountain, and a boat It's natural to go straight to the bridge, and your master doesn't want you to be depressed every day."

Looking at Tan Yun in front of her, she couldn't help but feel a little pity in her heart.

Tanyun, Tanyun... There is a word cloud in the name.

Thinking of this, Liu Huiyun couldn't help but think of his former friend in the boudoir, and suddenly felt a warm feeling.

"I see, I will find a chance to rescue Master."

Tan Yun nodded, then touched his stomach, and asked, "Aunt Liu, what time is it?"

"It's noon."

"It's already noon, did you bring the cakes on the table, Aunt Liu?"

Tan Yun looked at the pastries on the table and blinked.

Liu Huiyun picked up the pastry on the table and handed it over, "I had it when I came. If you are hungry, eat some first. After all, you didn't eat anything last night."

Tan Yun was also very hungry, so he picked up the pastry in the kraft paper with both hands and stuffed it in.

"Eat slowly."

Seeing this, Liu Huiyun quickly poured another glass of water and said, "After eating, go and see Mr. Lu. I originally planned to take you there to thank the ghost swordsman who helped me that day, but I didn't expect him to leave. "

"gone!?"

Tan Yun's two hands holding the pastry paused.

Didn't Ghost Swordsman agree to join the Demon Cult?How did he go! ?

Liu Huiyun said: "Yes, it is said that he left early in the morning. For a person like him in the world, he can't see the end of the dragon. I don't know when the next time I will see this person."

Generally, the whereabouts of the masters of the rivers and lakes who have no organization and influence are erratic.

"Yes, but..."

Tan Yun became a little anxious.

Liu Huiyun patted Tan Yun's hand, "It's okay, he and Mr. Lu are good friends, and there will always be a chance to thank him in person in the future."

Tan Yun bit the pastry in his hand, then made up his mind and said, "Aunt Liu, I want to go back to the Devil's Cult."

Will Ghost Swordsman go directly to the Demon Cult?

After all, he had been asking himself about the Devil's Cult.

Moreover, my master is now trapped on the ninth floor of the prison, and this matter is not a trivial matter. I don't know if people in the Demon Cult are willing to help.

All in all, she has to go back to the Devil's Cult.

"Go back to the Demon Cult?"

Liu Huiyun frowned.

Now that Li Fuzhou was imprisoned on the ninth floor of the prison, and Tan Yun's identity had been revealed, was it necessary to return to the Devil's Cult and become a Devil's Cult thief?

"I want to go back and have a look, after all, it's where I grew up."

Naturally, Tan Yun would not say what was in his heart, but found another reason.

Liu Huiyun thought for a while and said, "If you really want to go back, I can go back with you to have a look."

Tan Yun looked at Liu Huiyun gratefully, "Then please trouble Aunt Liu."

"Eat quickly, why don't you drink some water first."

Liu Huiyun looked at the smiling face of the little girl in front of him, if Li Fuzhou hadn't left Yujing City at the beginning...it's just that there is no if in life.

Yunhua Road, Xuanqing Mountain.

Thick clouds of black and black wrap around the mountains, the mountains are full of green, the mountains are nestled against the water, the water reflects the mountains, there is a quiet harmony, a touch of loneliness.

At this time, it was early summer, and the weather was hot and dry, and the sound of dense cicadas could be heard everywhere in the forest.

As the ancestral home of the Taoist sect, this place is famous all over the world, even on top of Nanhua Mountain, the highest peak.

However, not many sects choose to build a mountain gate here. Firstly, the imperial court has not issued a mountain gate order, and secondly, because the Zhenyi Sect is in full swing, not many people dare to touch this bad luck.

Everyone knows that the Zhenyi Sect has always wanted to revive the sect and support the general trend of Taoism.

In the mountains and forests, low whistling sounds resounded everywhere.

Following the sound, I saw a huge black dragon crawling in the dense forest, opening its huge mouth and roaring from time to time, as if showing its domineering power to the surrounding creatures.

An Jing sat cross-legged on the head of the black flood dragon, and was adjusting his breath to meditate. The internal force in his dantian continued to circulate toward his limbs and spread to every corner of his body.

And in the original dantian where black and white intersected, there were wisps of faint golden brilliance emerging, and the golden brilliance became brighter and stronger between the two.

About half an hour later, the internal energy in the body returned to the dantian.

"call…"

An Jing let out a breath, and then opened his eyes, "This "Da Ri Tathagata Chan Sutra" is indeed the supreme martial art of Buddhism, but it's a pity that the "Jade Emperor Sutra" has not been unified yet, otherwise we can really find it. What these three minds have in common.”

Now he has practiced the two supreme martial arts such as "Nine Nether Purgatory Demon Code" and "Da Ri Tathagata Chan Sutra". Reached the realm of the tenth floor.