My wife is the sect leader

The old man Tian Disabled only took one look at An Jing, he had no interest in getting acquainted with the doctor of Yuzhou City at all, if it weren't for the fact that he couldn't make a big splash on this trip, with his temperament, the doctor wouldn't even be qualified to meet him.

This lofty attitude is not contempt, but a kind of nature.

His eyes stayed on Zhao Qingmei for a moment, and then he looked away after a long time, he couldn't help but think to himself that this little doctor is lucky.

An Jing remained calm on the face, and felt a little displeased in his heart, the two were so rude.

Zhao Qingmei's face was light and calm, but privately she said to Tan Yun: "Go back tonight and tell the third master, I don't want the disabled man to leave Yuzhou City alive today."

"Yes, the leader can rest assured."

Naturally, Tan Yun could also feel the contempt of the two people on the opposite side, and couldn't help snorting coldly in his heart: "The elders of the Five Poison Sect, who do you look down on?"

"Let's go." Dai Ling said coldly.

"Wait!"

The old man Tiancan frowned slightly, and looked forward.

When the lights come on, there are many people.

Two monks, one big and one small, walked among the crowd.

These two people are not other people, they are Dharma Wisdom and Dharma Enlightenment.

"Benefactor, we meet again in the crowd, it seems that we are destined."

Fa Zhi walked in front of An Jing, and couldn't help but chuckled.

"Greetings, master." An Jing also returned a salute.

Unexpectedly, in this night market, not only did they meet two masters, but also the host of Faxi Temple, which was really surprising.

This old man is hosted by Faxi Temple, and he is from the Western Regions. His strength is definitely not simple.

Thinking of this, An Jing couldn't help but glance at the little monk beside Huizhi.

That day in the Reincarnation Hall, he remembered clearly that when he stabbed with a sword control technique, most of his energy was blocked by Liu Qingshan, and the remaining small part of his energy was blocked by this little monk.

Although it is only a small part, it is not something a second-rank master can block.

The young monk with red lips and white teeth in front of him may be a master of the first rank.

You must know that in the world, many masters are trapped by the shackles of the first-rank realm, and have not been able to break through this barrier in their entire lives, but the seven or eight-year-old monk in front of them is a first-rank realm. How can people not be amazed?

However, An Jing can be sure that the internal strength of the little monk in front of him is definitely not self-cultivation, it should be the result of grafting internal strength such as Buddhist secret techniques.

Although Fawu is young, his expression is calm and serene. If you don't look at his face, he really feels like an old monk in meditation.

Fazhi said a double meaning: "The donor has a predestined relationship with the Buddha, and the gate of Faxi Temple is always open for you."

The person in front of him has Buddha nature and great wisdom roots. If he becomes a monk and worships Buddha, his future achievements will be limitless. There is still a glimmer of hope in Fazhi's heart.

Zhao Qingmei heard this from the side, and said with a smile: "Master, I wonder if this Faxi Temple can also open the door of convenience for the slave family?"

Fa Wu glanced at the peerless Zhao Qingmei in front of him, then quickly lowered his head.

"The benefactor was joking."

Fazhi put his palms together in front of his chest and said, and then stopped talking.

"The two should be masters Fa Zhi and Fa Wu, right? Zhang Zhixing is being polite."

At this moment, the old man Tian Disabled walked forward slowly.

"Benefactor Zhang is polite." Fazhi put his palms together in front of his chest and said.

Zhang Zhixing, the name of the Great Elder of the Five Poisons Sect, if it is placed in the arena, some younger generations of the arena may not have any reaction when they hear these three words, but it will definitely cause an uproar if it is mentioned.

"Fazhi!?"

An Jing frowned slightly, the old monk told me about wisdom.

He didn't know much about the Buddhist kingdoms in the Western Regions, so he was naturally not clear about the Buddha's name of Dharma Wisdom.

The old man Tiancan said with a smile: "This old man was about to go to Faxi Temple to worship the Buddha, but he unexpectedly met Master Fazhi. It seems that this old man is also destined for my Buddha."

"Fate, it's amazing."

Fazhi said.

When Fa Wu on the side heard this, he immediately understood that these two people might also have come for the seal of the Pilu Palace, and wanted to seek some opportunities from the seal that was about to break.

It's just that he doesn't understand why some people want to take advantage of this endless disaster when senior brother said that if the seal is broken, a catastrophe will come from the sky.

Could it be that this catastrophe is a blessing for some people?

The smile on the old man's face did not diminish, "When I first arrived in Yuzhou City, I haven't found Faxi Temple yet. Now that I have met Master, Master Lao will take me there."

He said that he wanted to worship the Buddha, but his real purpose was self-evident.

Fazhi sighed softly, "Since the benefactor wants to pay homage to the Buddha, Faxi Temple will naturally welcome it."

This is an opportunity!

Han Wenxin's eyes on the side rolled, "It's just right, I also want to worship Buddha recently..."

An Jing frowned slightly before he finished speaking in Korean.

At this moment, it seemed that a dark cloud floated past, covering the moonlight above the sky, and the sky and the earth seemed to become dark.

Chapter 83

"How is this going?!"

"My sword!"

.......

Buzz!Buzz!

Suddenly, one after another sword chant sounded, and then the sound of exclamation resounded.

I saw all the swords in the night market flying towards the sky, densely packed, forming a round of sword rain.

The sound was clear and lingering, as if it went straight to the heart.

The entire night market was in a panic, and everyone looked at the shocking scene in astonishment.

Then the sound of sword chanting became louder and louder, and the swords in the entire Yuzhou City seemed to fly out of their scabbards, soaring into the sky, turning into a sea of ​​swords.

The sword light is vertical and horizontal, filling the night sky, as if imprinted in the vast starry sky, turning into a vast and magnificent scene.

"What... what's going on here?" Han Wenxin was stunned when he saw it.

The others present did not speak, their brows were all furrowed.

An Jing quietly protected Zhao Qingmei behind her, and then pulled Han Wenxin beside her.

"Brother!"

Fawu suddenly whispered.

"Evil is about to break out of the ground."

Fazhi frowned, and his tone was extremely serious.

"call out!"

At the next moment, a soaring brilliance emerged from the distant sky.

That ray of brilliance shone across the sky and turned into wisps of sword power.

"Um?!"

An Jing felt the momentum of the sword, and his heart suddenly shook, as if he had received some kind of resonance.

I saw that the sea of ​​swords above the sky seemed to be guided, and there was a whistling sound in the sky, and then the sword intent seemed to be pointing.

Among the mighty sword intent, a golden-red ray of light can be vaguely seen.

And the direction pointed by the sword intent was An Jing.

The golden red flashed like a meteor, and it was fleeting, but everyone present felt a strong sense of oppression and suffocation, and this feeling disappeared in an instant as the light dissipated.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Almost instantly, the sky-filled swords fell to the ground.

"what happened?"

"what is the problem?"

........

All of them looked stunned, not knowing exactly what happened.

"Just now there seems to be a sword intent to guide..."

The old man Tiancan said in astonishment: "If what I expected is correct, I should be looking for something."

The swords in the entire Yuzhou City flew up to the sky, and it was rare to see the sea-like sword light.

Fazhi said in a deep voice: "The sword intent is majestic and majestic. It is Ye Tai'a, the thing that suppresses the seal. It should be the resonance caused by sensing the opportunity of Qi."

"resonance!?"

Zhao Qingmei frowned when she heard this.

Others don't know the origin of the sword that suppressed the seal, but she is very clear about the direction that the sword seemed to be pointing just now...

An Jing looked at Han Wenxin with a look of astonishment, and lost his voice: "Brother Han, are you a master of swordsmanship!?"

At this moment, all the people present looked at Han Wenxin.

The direction that the sword intent pointed just now seems to be Han Wenxin.

"me...."

Han Wenxin's face was flushed, and his tone stammered a bit, "Yes... Han has also practiced swordsmanship since he was a child, so he is naturally very proficient in swordsmanship..."

Han Wenxin likes to brag, but he knows in his heart that the bragging needs to be done to a certain extent. If it is too much, others will think it is fake... The bragging is too big for him to handle.

"Could it be that the head catcher is hiding his clumsiness?!" Seeing this, the old man Tiancan frowned.

Only now did he remember clearly that the sword intent was pointing to the direction Han Wenxin was in.

Zhao Qingmei and Tan Yun looked at Han Wenxin with suspicion in their eyes.

"It was just a guess by the poor monk. This lord doesn't need to think about it just now. There are many matters in the temple, so the poor monk left first. If the two benefactors sincerely worship the Buddha, the poor monk is willing to lead the way."

Fazhi took a deep breath, put his hands together in front of everyone, and hurried back.

Old man Tiancan and Dai Ling saw that they were also following Monk Fazhi.

"Brother Han, what are you going to do?"

An Jing saw that Han Wenxin seemed to be following up, so he grabbed him.

That Zhang Zhixing is obviously a master of the rivers and lakes, Han Wenxin is just an ordinary police chief, once there is communication between the two, Han Wenxin will definitely suffer.

"I......."

Han Wenxin glanced at Zhao Qingmei and Tan Yun, laughed dryly, then pulled An Jing aside, and said dissatisfiedly: "Of course I'm going to escort Miss Dai to Faxi Temple, you still have to ask?"

An Jing frowned and said: "I think that Miss Dai is like a person from the quack, and you don't need to send it to me at all. It's completely superfluous for you to do so, and she may not accept your wishes."

"Brother An, don't you see how pretty that Miss Dai is?"

Han Wenxin seemed quite aggrieved and said: "But since Brother An planted the flower of my brother and sister, I also want to find a flower to try..."

An Jing: "..."

Han Wenxin smiled and said: "Brother An, you know me well, I won't be as stupid as Zhou Xianming, even if Miss Dai is not good, there are Miss Li, Miss Wang, just like the fish pond you once said , I want this fish pond to be full of fish..."

Want to be Neptune but become a licking dog, Zhou Xianming licks one, you want to lick ten, a hundred...  

An Jing thought for a while and said, "What about Tan Yun? Didn't you say..."

"Tan girl's words..."

Han Wenxin secretly glanced at Tan Yun in the distance, and said seriously: "I don't think Miss Tan and I are very suitable."

An Jing glanced at Han Wenxin, and couldn't help but feel a little strange. His attitude changed too obviously in just a few days, right?

"Okay, I won't tell you anymore, I'll go first."