My wife is the sect leader

At the same time, he practiced these three mental methods, which made him vaguely feel that there is some kind of connection between these three martial arts, which is very wonderful.

However, compared with the rapid progress of "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Code", the "Da Ri Tathagata Zen Sutra" has no tendency to make any progress after reaching the first level. An Jing secretly guessed that it may be necessary to study Buddhism like a Buddhist in order to be successful. Opportunities go one step further.

Looking at the buildings above, An Jing murmured to himself, "I realized the Great Sun Tathagata Mantra in the Thousand Machines Stone Plate back then, and the Demon Sect's most precious treasure, the Fantian Seal, has also changed. Maybe the Thousand Machines Stone Plate There will be some clues."

Beili Volcano is on the border of Yunhua Road and Beihuang Road. Since we passed by Xuanqing Mountain, it is natural to take a trip to appreciate the Thousand Chance Stone Plate again and see the true mystery inside.

And in this Xuanqing Mountain, there is also a peerless master.

"You just wait here."

An Jing patted Heijiao's head, and then his body moved straight up Xuanqing Mountain.

Lush and green, the branches and buds in the forest are incomparably luxuriant, and there are many more people who come to play and watch on the way than last time.

An Jing came to the climbing steps, looking at the steps on the endless mountain top, he couldn't help but think of the first time he and Lou Xiangzhen climbed the stone steps.

"How difficult it is to reach the sky, but if there is a chance in life, you have to try it."

He sighed softly, and then went up the mountain alone.

One step at a time, it took a full hour to arrive at Heiniugang on the top of Xuanqing Mountain.

The top of the mountain is still the same as usual, there are people playing, and there are a few Taoist priests who ask for divination.

The Thousand Chance Hall, which was originally intact, collapsed suddenly. It was the result of the fight between An Jing and the Zhenyi Sect. However, no one has repaired it so far, leaving only the huge Thousand Chance Stone exposed.

Beside the Qianji Stone, at this moment a middle-aged Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes curled up beside the Qianji Stone, drowsy, with bundles of sandalwood and a stick in front of him. Filled with bamboo sticks.

This person is Luo Chongyang.

An Jing walked in front of Luo Chongyang, and said with a smile, "Is it still a sign?"

Luo Chongyang slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the black-robed man in front of him, and said: "The old rule is to count one hundred coins for future, and fifty coins for marriage."

An Jing took out one hundred Wen, "That's a future."

Luo Chongyang took the money and said, "Please draw lots."

An Jing shook the stick, and then a stick fell out of the stick.

"Good sign."

Luo Chongyang picked up the lottery and said with a smile: "The whale has not yet turned into guarding the rivers and lakes, and has not been allowed to rise away from the blue waves. In the future, it will be transformed into a metamorphosis, and it will leap to Yumen from the teaching."

"The signature is to be patient and patient, to be patient and patient, not to be busy, and to be free of fame and fame."

An Jing asked with a smile: "Looks like another lottery?"

Luo Chongyang replied: "Signed."

An Jing glanced around, and said softly: "I think the Taoist priest's business has not been very good these days."

Luo Chongyang put away the lottery and said: "It's a good thing, and a bad thing is a bad thing, so why should it be good or bad?"

"Yeah, good and bad have to live, this is life."

An Jing also sat aside, looked at the clouds floating in the sky, and said, "It's really enviable for Taoist priest to live so relaxed and comfortable."

Feng Lingyue, as a traitor of the Demon Cult, lived in fear, and the Demon Cult is still in Dongluoguan, not knowing how far it is from the Five Poisons Gate. It is nourishing and moisturizing, from which it can be seen that Luo Chongyang is extraordinary.

Luo Chongyang stretched his waist, and said: "Your Excellency is living a pleasant life, too? After killing a few great masters of the Zhenyi Sect, you can still be at ease. There are not many in Dayan Jianghu."

An Jing narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked with a smile, "How many did seniors kill?"

Luo Chongyang said indifferently: "The poor Taoist only killed one master of the transformation generation, not as many as you."

A hint of doubt appeared in An Jing's eyes, "Huazi generation?"

He knew that Xiao Qianqiu was from Yuzi's generation, and Ye Ding, the head teacher of the previous generation, seemed to be from Qingzi's generation, but he didn't know about Huazi's generation.

Luo Chongyang took a look at An Jing, and said: "An old monster in Yinshan, there are not many people in the Zhenyi Sect.

After so many years, almost all died, and one of them died in my hands. "

"I heard that you and I have been listed together on the most wanted list of the Zhenyi Sect. Don't underestimate the methods of the Zhenyi Sect."

The Zhenyi Sect is the national religion of Dayan, and it has been the leader of the world for hundreds of years. Except for the Yuheng Sword Sect, the sum of the other major sects cannot compare with its background.

An Jing said: "It seems that we have the same enemy."

"In this world, there are quite a few masters who have grievances with the Zhenyi Sect, and it's not just you and me."

Luo Chongyang smiled noncommittally: "Why, did you come here today to find me specifically for this matter?"

The so-called big tree attracts the wind, not to mention such a towering tree from Shinichi Sect.

An Jing shook his head, and said: "Not necessarily, I plan to hunt Dongluoguan, and I will pay a visit when I pass by here, and I may have the opportunity to cooperate with you in the future."

Luo Chongyang looked at the ghost swordsman in front of him with great interest, "Can you hunt Dongluoguan? Why do you want to join the Demon Cult?"

The devil's sect has thousands of years of experience, which is extremely profound, and it may not be much worse than the Zhenyi sect. With his half-step master cultivation, how can this ghost swordsman know how to hunt Dongluoguan?

An Jing asked directly: "Is senior interested?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Luo Chongyang laughed when he heard that, "Jiang Shang tried his best to win me over back then, and my relationship with the Demon Cult was not good.

But there are not many grievances, why go to the Demon Cult General Altar to die? "

"If you want to go to Zhenyi Mountain, I can still raise a little interest."

In his opinion, the ghost swordsman going to the main altar of the Devil's Cult is completely seeking his own death, after all, it is the real place of dragon's pool and tiger's den.

An Jing smiled without saying a word, he was already prepared for Luo Chongyang's rejection.

Luo Chongyang shook his head and said, "You must have come to the wrong place. If you go to Wudumen to find Feng Lingyue, maybe he will be happy to accompany you to Dongluoguan."

An Jing said: "He might not believe me."

It's not that he didn't think about Feng Lingyue, but after thinking about it carefully, he still gave up.

First of all, he has grudges with Wudumen itself, and secondly, Feng Lingyue will definitely not believe him.

Luo Chongyang Weiwei took the lead and didn't speak. If Lou Xiangzhen waved his arms against the Demon Cult, maybe Dayan Jianghu would still be able to respond, but Ghost Swordsman would be much worse.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

The title of the number one swordsman in the world still holds a lot of weight.

Especially in Lou Xiang's battle at Zhenyuan Lake, he won the Taoist crown of Xiao Qianqiu, the master of the four qi with his sword, which is famous all over the world.

"It's getting late, it's time to go back and rest."

Luo Chongyang looked at the sky and rolled up the blanket on the ground, "I still advise you, don't go to Dongluoguan, it's not that you may die, but you will definitely die."

After finishing speaking, Luo Chongyang walked leisurely towards the distance with brisk steps.

An Jing looked at Luo Chongyang's back, and said to himself, "How can you get a tiger cub if you don't enter the tiger's den?"

As the sun was about to set, tourists on Hei Niu Gang descended the mountain before dark.

As the sun set in the west, the afterglow shone on the Xuanqing Mountain and the Qianji Stone Plate, as if covered with a layer of outer veil.

An Jing didn't go to see the Qianji Stone, but sat there for a long time, quietly watching the clouds rolling and relaxing in the sky, and the sun setting in the west.

"Half man, half me, half at ease, half awake, half drunk, half god."

After a long time, he came back to his senses, and then turned his head to look at the thousand machine stone plate.

The huge stone plate was exposed in the sky and the earth.

If it is said that before An Jing saw the thousand machine stone plate for the first time, he just felt that the stone plate in front of him was mysterious and extraordinary, but today he looked at the thousand machine stone plate in front of him more like an ordinary boulder.

One piece has experienced tens of thousands of years of wind blowing, tens of millions of years of rain, and tens of millions of years of sun exposure. It is engraved with the endless years and vicissitudes of life flowing in it.

An Jing looked at the Qianji stone plate, his heart was extremely calm, like an ancient well, without the slightest wave, without the slightest wrinkle, as smooth as a mirror of water.

At this moment, he seemed to have entered the thousand machine stone plate.

Seeing the thousands of years of wind blowing, thousands of years of rain, and thousands of years of sun exposure, the whole body and mind have been turned into a stone plate, and some kind of mystery can be seen in that stone plate.

At this time, ancient imprints appeared on the thousand machine stone plate. These imprints are related in some way, and they seem to be an ancient font.

These imprints exude light and become more and more prosperous, as if they are like a sun.

"Crack! Kick!"

A series of cracks appeared on the Qianji stone plate, which became bigger and bigger, as if something was about to burst out from the thousand machine stone plate, and finally couldn't bear the light.

"boom!"

The thousand machine stone plate that I saw suddenly exploded, and a beam of light rushed from the top of the mountain to the sky.

This beam of light is vast and majestic, and contains profound truths.

"Um!?"

Luo Chongyang, who was walking down the steps to the sky, stopped abruptly and looked at the light beam in amazement.

Chapter 194 Became a Master in the Name of Immortal

At dusk, smoke rises everywhere, the sky is dark, and a bright moon rises at the top of Xuanqing Mountain, shining brightly and shining brightly.

A figure in a black robe sits cross-legged on the black cow hill, with white smoke floating around him. If there are people in the rivers and lakes, one can clearly see that his aura seems to be constantly rising.

And in front of him, there was a ray of aura that burst out from the Qianji stone plate just now.

"call out!"

That vague aura floated forward and poured straight into An Jing's mind.

Originally, there was a three-color light group in his mind, but at the moment when that aura rushed in, the three-color light group paused, and then rushed towards that aura as if they had received a voice from somewhere.

The three-color light group merged into that breath, and the moment each light group merged, An Jing felt that his brain paused, as if there was a short blank, and when the three-color light group was completely integrated, a kind of supreme wonder The feeling arises spontaneously.

At this time, there was a slight change in the book on the ground, but An Jing didn't have time to pay attention at this moment.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!"

The whole brain became ethereal in an instant, and lost all thinking ability for a moment, as if the whole person was floating on the clouds.

It could have been a breath, or it could have been decades.

Boom!

The next moment, his dantian suddenly violently erupted, like a volcanic eruption.

The black qi machine on the left collided with the white qi machine fiercely, and the whole dantian was shaken and boiled completely. .

An Jing only felt pain in his internal organs, which was extremely uncomfortable, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Before he stabilized, the black and white qi in his body collided again, like a meteorite colliding, forming a huge impact.

An Jing's seven orifices were oozing blood, extremely bright red, but the impact in the body still did not stop.

The last time I went to Ping County, this happened, but the impact was much milder than it is now.

But now the black and white air machine seems to be out of control, and it starts to collide crazily.

This kind of qi impact caused great pain in his body, which almost made him faint.

An Jing bit the tip of his tongue lightly, which calmed down his brain a little.

Time passed bit by bit, and the black and white air machines merged with each other bit by bit, and at the same time, the great pain was constantly tormenting An Jing.

boom!

Suddenly, An Jing's body seemed to explode, sending out terrifying air waves centered on Dantian.

In just an instant, its strong and hard internal body was severely injured, and An Jing felt that his mind was blank.

The bloody smell directly spread to the Tianling Gai.

It is almost a natural reaction of the body, and the mental method is also running.

An Jing looked at the increasingly black and white qi in his body, supporting it with strong pressure.

Time passed bit by bit, and An Jing was like an old monk in meditation.

At this moment, An Jing has turned into a blood man.

The black and white qi were constantly merging, and the pain shaking his body continued to intensify, but An Jing seemed to have lost his intuition.

There was only one thought left in my mind.