My wife is the sect leader

When An Jing heard this, he looked curious, "You still open a Taoist temple?"

The traitor taught by Shinichi dared to come out to open a Taoist temple, this courage is really not ordinary.

Luo Chongyang nodded and said, "It has been opened."

An Jing asked, "Where is it?"

Looking at the moonlight in the distance, Luo Chongyang said slowly, "On any piece of barren land in this world."

Houjin, Beiyuan.

In early summer, the waves of grass rippling away, a few small golden flowers dotted the green grassland, and flocks of sheep in different poses and with different poses are like white clouds in the sky, covering the vast and vast prairie.

Houjin shepherds in twos and threes walk in front of the court, or chase horses and play, embedded in the lake in the hinterland of the grassland, while Houjin women stand in the distance singing and dancing.

Qi Shu stood on the grassland, calmly watching the scene in front of him.

A woman walked over slowly and said, "Qi Ziyi, what do you think of my Empress Jin?"

The woman was in her thirties, wearing a red robe and buckskin boots, with a curvaceous side and a bit of brows. This woman was Zongzheng Yue, the eighth daughter of Zongzheng Huachun.

"The princess is well."

Qi Shu gave a posthumous gift to the woman, and said with a smile: "It's really unimaginable that today's Houjin will develop to such an extent, which is amazing. I have to say that under the leadership of the current Holy Master, Houjin is getting more and more powerful. It's like a powerful dynasty.

Zong Zhengyue smiled and said, "How does that compare to Dayan?"

Qi Shu said almost without thinking: "Stronger than Dayan."

Zong Zhengyue's smile deepened, no matter whether Qi Shu said what he meant or not, to be able to flatter such a world-renowned expert,

It is also a happy thing.

Zong Zhengyue looked to the south, and a gleam of light appeared in his beautiful eyes, "The ancestral land, the treasures of the earth, the treasures of heaven, the outstanding people, and our grasslands are no exception.

Qi Shu let out a deep breath, "It's just a pity that I didn't get the message from the Taiping Emperor from Princess Anle this time."

This Taiping Emperor is ruthless, and he is also a martial arts wizard. This is the existence that Zhao Guo fears the most.

If it wasn't for Dayan's emergence of the Emperor and Xiao Qianqiu who suppressed Jianghu, Zhao Guo might have unified the present Yan Guo long ago.

Originally, Qi Shu's goal this time was to find out whether the Taiping Emperor had really been severely injured as rumored.

Zong Zhengyue said with a smile: "Qi Ziyi, do you know what a real master is?"

Qi Shu looked at the beautiful grassland woman in front of him, "Oh?"

How many people in the world dare to call him a master in front of Qi Shu.

Qi Shu is a two-qi cultivation base, and the only master who can closely follow behind Xiao Qianqiu, it can be seen from the inside.

If it wasn't for being injured by the mysterious master before, and because he was afraid that the ghost swordsman would sit down on the black dragon, how could the ghost swordsman be his opponent? And why the ghost swordsman became famous all over the world and became famous all over the world, just because he chased and killed him three hundred times. Yu Li.

Zong Zhengyue looked into the distance, and said slowly: "A real master, knowing that it is a trick, can get in and break it.

"So regardless of whether the Taiping Emperor is alive or dead, I, Empress Jin, will go south to herd horses."

"Hahahahaha."

When Qi Shu heard this, he couldn't help laughing, "What the princess said is true, there are few women in the world who are as proud as the princess."

Hearing Zong Zhengyue's words, Qi Shu also fully understood Hou Jin's ambition, and secretly became vigilant in his heart.

Hou Jin is a fierce tiger, and the black ice platform is seeking skins from the tiger.

Whether the hunter was able to kill the tiger, or was eventually eaten back by the tiger, it is best to prepare as early as possible, otherwise it will be too late.

Zong Zhengyue raised her head slightly, looked at Qi Shu and said, "Qi Ziyi has won the prize. I heard that Qi Ziyi plans to return to Zhao Kingdom?"

"Yes."

Qi Shu nodded, "After this trip to the Yan Kingdom and swallowing the snow lotus seeds bestowed by the Holy Master, Qi felt that the bottleneck of his cultivation had been loosened, and planned to rush back to the Zhao Kingdom to break through the shackles.

Xiao Zhengyue smiled and said: "Then Zong Zhengyue congratulated Chan Ziyi in advance, and then I told Chan Zi, who is a good icing on the cake, looked at Zong Zhengyue and asked: "What good news? "

Zong Zhengyue said slowly: "The place where the Great Qin slayed the dragon, there is still the precious blood of the real dragon, but it is buried deep in the ground, and Qi Ziyi can use some means to get it."

True Dragon Blood! ?

When Qi Shu heard these four words, his heart was shocked.

It is recorded in books throughout the ages that only one real dragon came out. At that time, the Great Qin Dynasty dispatched millions of troops, dozens of masters, and three master-level masters to kill that real dragon.

Among them, hundreds of thousands of soldiers were lost, and there were several grandmasters, and even two great grandmasters died.

It can be seen that the battle was so fierce that it almost exhausted all the national power of the Great Qin Dynasty.

But the royal family of the Great Qin Dynasty got the blood of the real dragon, and then every royal family of the Qin Dynasty has the blood of the real dragon. decline.

Except for that real dragon, there has never been a real dragon in the world.

Although the blood of the real dragon is far inferior to the blood of the real dragon, it is still a very rare treasure. If it is absorbed into the blood of the body, it will definitely change his aptitude qualitatively, and even have a chance to become a great master.

Immediately, Qi Shu's heart skipped a beat, and he muttered to himself, "The place where the Great Qin kills dragons?"

Zongzheng Yue Weiwei took the lead, "That's right, this is the news that the Great Wizard of Nanman told my father, it's absolutely true."

Qi Shu clasped his fists and said solemnly: "Thank you for the princess' news, Qi is very grateful."

This news is a priceless treasure for him, and it is a priceless treasure for anyone.

"Then I wish Qi Ziyi all success in advance."

Zong Zhengyue smiled, but secretly said in her heart: Xiao Qianqiu, father found you a good opponent.

My wife is the sect leader

Chapter 196 Murderous Intent Appears in Yizhuang

Two days later, outside the city of Beili, at the gate of Yizhuang.

The night is silent, the waning moon hangs high, soft like flakes, light like floating clouds, deep and shallow, faintly present.

There were two figures standing under a big tree, they were An Jing and Luo Chongyang who came from Xuanqing Mountain.

"Cough cough cough..."

At this moment, the "Anonymous Heart Sutra" in An Jing's body is still running continuously, absorbing the aura from the heaven and the earth, and accumulating essence and blood.

Judging from this speed, there is no need for the few years that Luo Chongyang said, and half a year may be enough.

But half a year is extremely long for An Jing.

Luo Chongyang's eyes shone brightly, and he said, "When tomorrow is ugly, it is also when the yin is at its heaviest, and it is the best time to enter the cave."

An Jing nodded, "Then let's take a rest in this Yizhuang now."

But wait here for a day and a night.

Luo Chongyang took out a compass from his sleeve robe, and said: "You enter the Yizhuang first, Master Uncle, I will go to see the terrain of the cave. If I don't come back for a while, you can just enter the cave when you remember Chou."

An Jing asked: "It will take a day to see the terrain?"

Luo Chongyang said as a matter of course: "Of course, the terrain of this cave is complicated, so I naturally want to help my nephew to investigate it."

After speaking, Luo Chongyang walked towards the distance.

An Jing looked at the back, and whispered to himself: "This old Taoist priest, I'm afraid he has an idea."

Compared with Lou Xiangzhen's dull temperament, Luo Chongyang is more like an old urchin, and has an ideal beyond the world in his unrestrained heart.

In this world, everyone has their own calculations, and it is impossible to center themselves in everything.

Luo Chongyang has his purpose in coming to Beili Volcano this time, and An Jing also has his own purpose. As long as the two do not violate each other and there is no conflict of interest, they can cooperate wholeheartedly.

An Jing turned around and walked towards Yizhuang.

This Yizhuang was originally opened by a nearby clan and established a school. Later, for some reason, the entire clan moved away, leaving dozens of empty houses, and then the court did not demolish them, so as to make it easier for travelers along the way. , there is a place to stay.

Walking into the room, An Jing casually found a haystack and sat down, holding the Suppressing Evil Sword in front of his knees.

According to the general outline of kendo, there are many schools of kendo, but there are not many truly superior kendos. Among them, the Heavenly Dao Sword of Sixiang Sword Ancestor and the Human Dao Sword cultivated by Lou Xiangzhen are both considered to be superior kendos.

The way of swordsmanship is the embodiment of a swordsman's energy and spirit, so the more advanced the way of swordsmanship is, the more difficult it is to cultivate to the sixth level.

And Yan Gang's practice of Kuai Jian Dao is actually not a superior sword method, and there is also the famous Killing Sword Dao.

Since the beginning of An Jing's practice of swordsmanship, he has never thought about what kind of swordsmanship to practice, and his mind is integrated into everything, so what he reads most is the general outline of swordsmanship.

Later, this kind of kendo was ingeniously integrated, but its power surpassed the sword of heaven and the sword of humanity, and it was not recorded in the general outline of kendo. It was like duckweed without roots.

An Jing touched the scabbard, and began to think seriously in his mind.

At this moment, a few hurried footsteps came from outside Yizhuang.

"Senior Brother Wu, we have already traveled seventy miles, and we should have gotten rid of Ning Cunzheng."

"Junior Sister Xu, there is no place to rest around, so let's make do with one night in this Yizhuang today."

"Then let's make do with one night here first."

I saw a few young men and women hurried in, all looking a little flustered.

These people were all wearing white robes with the same half-moon symbol on their chests, obviously they were all disciples of the same sect.

The leader is a young man with a horse face and a broad forehead. His appearance is not handsome, and he can even be said to be a bit ugly. There is a young girl beside him. The girl looks fair, but she is not glamorous. To these two people is like the stars holding the moon.

"Cough cough cough..."

Seeing the person coming, An Jing couldn't help coughing lightly.

"Who!?"

One of the young women was startled when she heard the voice, and then shouted.

The others, too, seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, they raised their weapons and followed the voice to look over.

I saw a man in a black robe sitting cross-legged among the haystacks, coughing constantly.

Seeing this, Wu Hao breathed a sigh of relief: "Junior Sister Xu, don't panic, it turns out that she is a sick patient."

When Xu Wanling saw this, her hanging heart returned to her stomach, "I was shocked, I thought Ning Cun was catching up."

Wu Hao made a haha, and said: "Forget it, let's make do for the night, Junior Brother Zhang, Junior Brother Chen, you guys light a fire and get some food."

"Yes."

When the two young men behind heard this, they quickly started to light a fire.

Xu Wanling looked at An Jing suspiciously, and was slightly relieved when she saw the man in black robe lying on the haystack, still coughing continuously. It didn't look like he was cheating.

The bonfire rose, and there was a 'cracking' sound, and then several men and women began to chat in low voices.

Wu Hao pondered for a moment and said: "We may have gotten rid of Ning Cunzheng, but fortunately we avoided this person, otherwise we will be in great trouble."

"Second Martial Uncle died at his hands back then. Now that he has returned to Dayan, his cultivation is more prosperous than in the past. We are entrusted with our teacher's life. We must act carefully, and we must not make any mistakes."

Xu Wanling frowned, and said: "It's not shameful for a dignified second-rank cultivator to join the Suoming Mansion and be the dog of Houjin."

The other disciples on the side nodded again and again, and their faces were also very dignified.

Although the voices of these people were very low, An Jing, who was lying in the haystack, could still hear them clearly: it turned out that these people were disciples of the Yanxingmen.

Except for the seven major sects in the whole Dayan, there are all kinds of sects, large and small, hundreds of sects registered in the household department.

The sect of Yan Xing Sect is well-known in Yunhua Road, but it can only be regarded as a second-rate sect in the entire Great Yanjiang Lake. Its sect master Huang Tianhua is at the second-rank level, because he is willing to do good and make friends. Fame is not small.

Listening to the conversations of those few people, the young man surnamed Wu and the woman surnamed Xu are both Huang Tianhua's apprentices, and they can be regarded as the best of the young generation of Yanxingmen.

Within a sect, there is a rivers and lakes.

Since his debut, An Jing has come into contact with too many rivers and lakes. Under this huge rivers and lakes, there are countless smaller rivers and lakes.

"It seems that Dayan and Houjin will have a battle sooner or later. This Suoming Mansion should be the preparation for dealing with the masters of Dayan Jianghu."

An Jing thought to himself after listening to the conversation of several people.

Of course he has heard of this Suoming Mansion, it is an organization of masters from all over the world such as Hou Jin to win over Dayan, Zhao Guo, etc., and there seem to be many masters in it.

Suddenly, Xu Wanling pointed to the black-robed man lying on the haystack in the distance, and said, "Senior Brother Wu, why don't you bring some dry food to him."

Seeing the black-robed man alone and coughing continuously, Xu Wanling felt a little sympathy in her heart.

"it is good."

Wu Hao nodded, then picked up some dry food, and walked quickly to An Jing's side, "My friend, do you want to eat something, these are high-quality jerky."