My wife is the sect leader

At this moment, An Jing turned his head and said: "If the girl wants to make potato stew, remember to make more."

"Okay...okay."

When Luo Yuer came back to his senses, he quickly responded.

A boy shouted: "Sister Yu'er, don't look, that young master is gone."

"You're the only one who is poor-mouthed."

Luo Yu'er's face turned even redder, and then he walked quickly towards the stove, such a good-looking and gentle young man is rare.

An Jing passed through Hei Niu Gang and came to the Qianji Hall.

An old Taoist was sitting cross-legged at the entrance of the hall, concentrating on the blueprint in front of him, and beside him was a plate of peanuts.

I saw him eating peanuts while looking at the blueprint in his hand, as if he was thinking about something.

Yu Qiurong and Qian Cishan looked at the old Taoist, their expressions became a little nervous. The person in front of him was unusual, he was the number one wanted person of the Zhenyi Sect, and the Zhenyi Sect was still able to get away with it after decades of arrest, just a word shocked him The existence of Qiu Fengsheng, the lord of the Suoming Mansion, was eliminated.

How can they not be nervous?

An Jing ordered: "You wait here for a while."

"Yes."

The two men leaned over and answered.

An Jing walked towards Luo Chongyang and said with a smile, "Uncle Master, long time no see."

Luo Chongyang raised his head when he heard the voice, "You white butt, are you dressed like a dog today?"

Hey!

The only time An Jing made a fool of himself was probably when he was bombarded by Yuan Feng Wujin Leiwan in Dongluoguan. Luo Chongyang could see it clearly.

Seeing An Jing's expression, Luo Chongyang cried out in his heart, every time he thought of being deceived by the ghost swordsman, he felt cheated, and now it can be regarded as revenge for being cheated.

An Jing coughed lightly, changed the subject and said, "Old Taoist Luo, do you really want to build a Taoist temple on Xuanqing Mountain?"

Xuanqing Mountain is the ancestral court of Xuanmen, so Xiao Qianqiu would come to pay respects to the ancestor of Xuanmen every once in a while, one can imagine the ambition in his heart.

In the past, when Luo Chongyang was cultivating in Xuanqing Mountain, he might have turned a blind eye to the True One Sect, but now he is going to repair the temple, which is simply a blatant provocation to the True One Sect.

Luo Chongyang said calmly: "This spiritual land has been abandoned for many years, so why not repair it and make it a small Taoist temple?"

An Jing pondered for a moment, and said: "Since Master Uncle has made a plan, he must be fully prepared, right?"

Luo Chongyang picked up a peanut and said, "It's just a dispensable Taoist temple, why bother to bluff, and the meaning of this Taoist temple is nothing more than to give those children a place to shelter from the wind and rain."

"Is this the Master's way?"

"To live in a vast mansion, to protect the world, isn't this the way? It's good to keep your feet on the ground, why bother to pursue those illusory things?"

An Jing was deeply moved when he heard this.

Taoist temples, orthodox traditions...these various external things are not as good as the Dao that Luo Chongyang is thinking about.

Some people live in high-rise buildings, some people live in deep ditch, some people are radiant, some people are covered in rust, there are thousands of people in the world, don't go for it.

Luo Chongyang glanced at An Jing, and said, "Don't act like you're deeply touched, come up with something practical."

An Jing also sat directly on the ground, picked up the peanuts and put them in his mouth, and said, "Master, where do I have any money?"

Luo Chongyang said angrily: "You are enshrined by the Demon Sect now, isn't that money like running water? First, give my uncle a few 10 taels of silver."

An Jing sighed and did not speak.

"Then you still want to eat peanuts?"

Seeing this, Luo Chongyang snatched the peanut from An Jing's hand, "You didn't take anything when you came here, and I still want to post it?"

An Jing smiled and said: "Don't be so stingy, when I have money in the future, Master Uncle can open as many Taoist temples as he wants."

Luo Chongyang frowned, and said: "Then you might as well fight for it, so that uncle and I don't have to open the Taoist temple. At that time, uncle's way will be fine, and you can directly enter the realm of immortals."

Luo Chongyang's ambition is not small, he even wants to become a land god.

An Jing shook his head and laughed, "Uncle Master, have you heard the news about the State Education Decree?"

"Of course I heard it. Those bald donkeys in the Buddhist sect are probably very happy. If they get the edict of this country, the status of the Buddhist sect in the country of Yan will be able to catch up with the Zhenyi sect."

Luo Chongyang took a look at An Jing, playing with his taste: "It's not like you can't beat the King Kong, so you want me to fight?"

An Jing knew that he didn't agree with Buddhism. This time, the two religions competed for the state religion order. Could it be that his cheap nephew wanted to lure him into the demon religion?

The alliance between the Devil's Cult and the Kingdom of Yan is an alliance, but after the alliance, the Devil's Cult can't enter the Kingdom of Yan to spread religion at will.

If you can enter the country of Yan to preach, the meaning will be different.

The Devil's Cult can retreat to the territory and borders of the Yan Kingdom at any time, which is undoubtedly a very tempting existence for the Devil's Cult.

An Jing didn't answer Luo Chongyang's question, but instead asked, "Master Uncle, which one do you think is stronger or weaker?"

"If my predictions are correct, then Qiu Fengsheng should have been killed by you. I think your cultivation has reached the level of a master of the second qi, but I have fought against Qiu Fengsheng, and he is definitely at the bottom among the masters of the third qi. It is not an exaggeration to say that he was once a genius, but among the masters of the three qi, he is not even considered good, but this supreme King Kong is the peak of the three qi, and the strength of the Buddhist King Kong is first-class in the same realm. Plus the secret technique you gave to Buddhism."

After Luo Chongyang finished his analysis, he said mercilessly: "I don't think you have much hope of winning."

He had a general idea of ​​the strength of Susheng King Kong and Qiu Fengsheng. They seemed to have the same three spirits, but their strengths were vastly different.

An Jing was silent and did not speak.

Luo Chongyang said calmly: "Besides, you can't take away this state religion at all. The devil's religion has become the state religion of Yan State. This is simply a big joke in the world."

An Jing raised his eyes and asked, "Master, what if you face this extraordinary King Kong?"

Luo Chongyang said with a smile: "Excellent Vajra is quite powerful, but poor people are not afraid."

An Jing had seen Luo Chongyang's strength before. He was able to block the swan under the Beili Volcano. Presumably, it was not the cultivation base of the four qi, but also the peak of the three qi.

An Jing praised: "Ginger is still old and hot."

Luo Chongyang said angrily: "No matter how extravagant you say, it's useless. There are many people in this world who want to flatter the poor and stinky. There is no shortage of you, boy. The water in Yujing City is very deep, which is comparable to the last time you killed Dongluoguan. It's even more dangerous, even the poor will inevitably drown."

An Jing: "......"

From the beginning to the end, he never thought about letting Luo Chongyang take his place in a duel with the Supreme King Kong to compete for the teaching order of that country.

Luo Chongyang patted his buttocks, and said with a smile: "Let's not talk about it, Yu'er's little girl's dishes are almost ready, and her dishes are excellent, but it's a pity that you are greedy for the beauty of the leader of the demon sect, otherwise... ..."

Just when Luo Chongyang got up and was about to walk towards Heiniugang, his eyes looked into the distance, and there was a trace of solemnity between his brows.

An Jing also looked at Luo Chongyang's line of sight, and then Tong Kong shrank violently.

In the sunlight ahead, a Taoist priest wearing a purple sun scarf and gossip clothes came floating in the gentle breeze.

The Taoist priest was dressed very plainly, but he couldn't conceal his peerless elegance. His figure was slim, as if he had merged with the ground under his feet and the sky above his head.

Refined from the dust and vulgarity, a master of the world.

If it is said that Luo Chongyang practiced the way of entering the world, eating the five flavors of human fireworks, but the Taoist priest in front of him is high above, unstained, like a banished fairy who has fallen into the mortal world, people dare not look directly at him.

Xiao Qianqiu!

The person who came was Xiao Qianqiu, the current national teacher of Yan State, the head teacher of Zhenyi Sect.

This is the first time since Yuanhu, An Jing saw this world-renowned top master.

Back then when Lou Xiangzhen entered the sixth realm with his Human Dao Sword, the last sword stab wounded the No.

But looking at those calm eyes now, An Jing felt that he was not affected by that battle, or that his cultivation seemed to have improved because of that sword.

"It's him!?"

Yu Qiurong and Qian Cishan were even more trembling in their hearts. They had never seen Xiao Qianqiu, but they had seen his portrait countless times.

At this moment, the immortal Taoist priest appeared, and his name couldn't help but make people want to say it.

The number one expert in the Great Yan Jianghu, the National Master of Great Yan, and the head teacher of Zhenyi Sect are all stomping, trembling existences. How terrible would it be if they gathered on one person?

Xiao Qianqiu made a salute to Luo Chongyang, "Xiao Qianqiu pays homage to my junior uncle."

Luo Chongyang said expressionlessly: "You came here before the time this time?"

Xiao Qianqiu said indifferently: "Although the time agreed upon by you and I has not arrived, but this time my nephew and master are blessed to the heart, and I occasionally feel something, so I want to ask my uncle for advice."

Since Luo Chongyang left the Zhenyi Sect, the Zhenyi Sect also pursued and killed him. In the end, not only did they fail to kill Luo Chongyang, but lost a master of the transformation generation.

On the contrary, Xiao Qianqiu would come to Xuanqing Mountain every once in a while, besides worshiping the ancestor of Xuanmen, he would look for Luo Chongyang to compete and learn from each other.

In the past ten years, the two have played against each other twice.

Luo Chongyang took two steps forward, and said in an unhurried manner: "15 years ago, I repaid the incense of Zhenyi Sect, and I couldn't bear to kill you. Five years ago, it was your life that escaped. Today You may not have such good luck."

Xiao Qianqiu smiled lightly and said: "Little uncle, don't worry, in the heart of my nephew, death is just another new life."

The voice fell, and the world was peaceful.

An Jing only felt his heart skip a beat. Hearing this, Xiao Qianqiu came to compete with Luo Chongyang on purpose.

"it is good."

Luo Chongyang looked at his palm, couldn't help laughing and said: "It seems that you and Lou Xiangzhen fought, and you should have an epiphany."

Every time Xiao Qianqiu came to challenge, his cultivation had improved by leaps and bounds, and he wanted to try him out, and this was one of the reasons why the Zhenyi Sect did not encircle him again.

"Have."

Xiao Qianqiu nodded slightly: "It depends on whether the little uncle has made any progress."

"Then try it and you'll know."

Luo Chongyang looked calm and remained motionless.

The two Taoist priests stood on both sides of the sky and the earth, and the wind seemed to have stopped.

Needless to say Yu Qiurong and Qian Cishan, An Jing seemed a little nervous at the moment, subconsciously retreating backwards.

Xiao Qianqiu and Luo Chongyang, who is stronger and weaker?

Luo Chongyang is a master of the previous generation, and belongs to the Tianjiao among the Tianjiao. Although Xiao Qianqiu is young, he is known as a great talent who has exiled immortals.

Especially after the battle with Lou Xiangzhen, he had a new epiphany.

"Little uncle, please accept the move."

The zhenqi around Xiao Qianqiu swirled, forming a huge vortex, and the surrounding vortex condensed into a purple light, and the strong wind suddenly set off.

Luo Chongyang raised his brows, it seems that Xiao Qianqiu really stood up after going through that battle.

It's worthy of being a banished immortal.

Luo Chongyang was dressed in Taoist robes, standing against the wind, the corners of his clothes rustling with the hunting wind.

The vortex condensed around Xiao Qianqiu made his originally powerful and incomparable aura even higher, which made people feel terrified.

I saw Xiao Qianqiu slapping forward with a palm.

Boom!Boom!

The palm print fell, and the air burst into a roaring sound, shaking people's hearts.

Xiao Qianqiu's palm print rapidly enlarged in Luo Chongyang's child hole, but facing such a fierce palm, Luo Chongyang did not choose to retreat.

I saw a yin-yang fish appearing behind it, and the mighty zhenqi surged away, and then greeted it with a palm.

boom!

The next moment, the two palm prints slammed into each other fiercely, and immediately, ripples visible to the naked eye swept away.

True Qi spread towards the distance like a torrent, Luo Chongyang's body was shaken suddenly, and he retreated rapidly backwards, with the soles of his feet scratching the ground several feet deep.

When his figure stabilized, Luo Chongyang's face also turned rosy for a while, and then calmed down, he shook his tingling palm.

Xiao Qianqiu, who has reached the four qi, is indeed formidable.

Xiao Qianqiu also stepped back dozens of steps, but compared with Luo Chongyang, he obviously seemed much calmer.

Although Luo Chongyang was knocked back several feet by his palm, it seemed that he did not suffer any injuries.

"My teacher once said that if my junior uncle is willing to stay in Zhenyi Sect, he may have reached the realm of five qi, and he is expected to become a half-immortal." Xiao Qianqiu looked at his palm and smiled.

He looked down at the palm of his hand. At this moment, on the surface of his palm, there were some black and white rays of light flickering faintly. This was the true energy belonging to Luo Chongyang. When the palm touched before, this true energy quietly invaded his arm.

Qiankun gossip technique!

Although Xiao Qianqiu didn't practice, he had seen it, not to mention he had the experience of fighting Luo Chongyang before.

Qiankun gossip uses sky, earth, thunder, wind, water, fire, mountains, and lakes as images, and true energy will also have residual characteristics.