My wife is the sect leader

This is true of Xiha Buddha, and so is Qianqiu Immortal. Perhaps it is for this reason that Wang Yangsheng sealed himself.

Throughout the ages, many masters have no way to cut off the spirit of the earth veins, and all they can think of is to force the spirit of the earth veins to voluntarily integrate into themselves.

In this way, there must be one person who can be promoted to the Grand Master at that time.

But what kind of changes will happen when the spirit of the earth veins infected by the evil spirit merges into the flesh?

For the world, is this a good thing or a bad thing?

"Forget it, don't think about it first."

Zhao Qingmei took An Jing's hand lightly, and said, "What I'm most worried about now is Zongzheng Huachun."

Originally, there was a big battle between Anjing and Zongzheng Huachun in Houjin King's Court, to settle all the grievances and grievances between the Demon Cult, Houjin, and Dayan, but he did not expect the sudden death of Emperor Zhao Zhiwu of Dayan, which made Anjing's plan Totally disrupted.

Zongzheng Huachun is the pinnacle of the five qi masters, and he also got a great opportunity to integrate the thoughts of the spirit of the earth veins into himself. If one can find someone who is closest to the great master among the many five qi masters in the world, then this person must be Zongzheng Huachun. Zhenghua Chun is none other than.

"This time I tried a few tricks with Wang Yangsheng, which allowed me to understand the strength of the great master."

An Jing said in a low voice: "Wang Yangsheng has already shown most of his strength, almost only a few hole cards have not been used. The Grand Master is indeed very powerful."

This time, An Jing and Wang Yangsheng did not seem to be at a disadvantage in the duel, but neither did they have an advantage.

It would be an exaggeration to say that he was able to defeat a desperate Grandmaster, after all, a desperate duel is completely different from a competition.

In the duel between masters, the state of mind is very important.

Especially the confrontation between An Jing and Zongzheng Huachun is related to the life and death of the two, and it is also related to the Demon Cult, Houjin, Dayan, and the whole north of the world.

Zongzheng Huachun was defeated, and the fall of Houjin will only happen overnight. If Anjing is defeated, the world will still be in chaos, and even Houjin will have a respite, and then powerfully counterattack Dayan. Maybe it will be as some people expected before.

Under such a state of mind, who can erupt with more powerful strength?

Master duel, life and death are on the line.

"Husband, you don't have to worry too much"

Zhao Qingmei didn't want to put too much pressure on An Jingmo, and said: "At present, Zongzheng Huachun has little hope of breaking through the great master."

"Hopefully."

An Jing smiled lightly, and said, "By the way, what did you say when the Emperor Yong'an left you?"

Zhao Xuening made an excuse to keep Zhao Qingmei behind, and Zhao Qingmei came back very late that night, the two of them must have had some private conversations.

Zhao Qingmei seemed to have thought of something, and snorted softly, "I'd have forgotten about it if you didn't tell me, Emperor Yong'an..."

The meaning of the word Yong'an is very interesting, especially for Zhao Qingmei.

"Madam, you are too sensitive."

An Jing laughed twice, and pointed to the moon in the distance, "Look, it's such a big moon."

The streets are full of people coming and going, and the moon is like a big disc hanging in the sky.

"Yeah, the moon is really big."

Zhao Qingmei gently placed her hand on An Jing's arm, then turned it vigorously, and said with a smile: "Yes-no-yes?"

An Jingteng's brow was dripping with cold sweat, "Madam, are you still using your true energy?"

Zhao Qingmei didn't spare any strength in this move, she even used her true energy, she didn't talk about martial arts at all.

"Look! Fireworks!"

"What a beautiful fireworks!"

..........

At this moment, bright fireworks appeared above the pitch-black sky.

An Jing and Zhao Qingmei also looked up.

In the night sky above the head, there are colorful fireworks exploding, blooming a moment of youth in the black sky, trying to spend my whole life, just for this moment of splendor, the fireworks are easy to be cold, and the morning glory is fading...

Zhao Qingmei couldn't help but murmured softly: "It's so beautiful."

An Jing couldn't help turning his head to look, that delicate and picturesque face was much more beautiful than fireworks, his bright eyes reflected the fireworks all over the sky, and his pupils reflected the glittering wink.

Zhao Qingmei subconsciously clenched An Jing's palm, "Let's go, we're going back."

An Jing smiled, and said with a straw target on his shoulder, "Let's go, I'm going back to eat mooncakes, I can't wait."

Zhao Qingmei sneered and said, "Can't wait to eat the mooncake she gave you?"

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Yongan Renhuang specially sent a box of mooncakes made by himself yesterday.

It really is a pot that can't be opened without mentioning it!

An Jing said badly to himself, and said with a dry smile, "Of course not, we don't have to eat..."

Zhao Qingmei said lightly: "Eat, why don't you eat it, I haven't tasted the mooncakes made by the Emperor himself."

An Jing only felt his scalp numb, and his footsteps became extremely slow, "Madam, why don't we stop eating moon cakes and cook two dishes and drink some wine."

I can't eat this mooncake.

"It would be nice to have a drink."

Zhao Qingmei said quietly: "If one day you don't love me, I'll make you a side dish."

An Jing asked, "What appetizers?"

"You actually asked what appetizers?"

Looking at An Jing, Zhao Qingmei frowned, and asked, "Why don't you love me?"

When An Jing heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and he quickly explained: "Ma'am, listen to my explanation, I will always love you, so I have never considered the matter of not loving you. Past this sentence."

Zhao Qingmei gave An Jing a white look, "You are more eloquent than anyone else in the world."

An Jing held Zhao Qingmei's hand, and said solemnly: "No, I'm really not trying to quibble, what I'm saying is sincere, do you want to listen to my heartbeat?"

No matter when a woman wants to know from a man's mouth that she still loves him, even if she herself knows that the man loves her very much, even if she knows that these are just dispensable love words.

Zhao Qingmei said arrogantly: "No, I will forcefully trust you today."

An Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked curiously: "Madam, why do you want to cook me a dish? What kind of dish do you want?"

Zhao Qingmei smiled and said, "Chicken stewed mushrooms."

An Jing asked puzzled, "Chicken stewed mushrooms?"

Is there anything special about this dish?

At first glance, there is nothing special about it, is it another great supplement?

Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing affectionately, and said, "Use wild mushrooms, and use your chickens."

"......"

.........

The lights all over the city decorated Yujing City like a fairyland.

The lights of the common people are like the stars in the vast starry sky.

The lanterns hung by rich people can be several feet high, exquisite and beautiful, and the lanterns in the palace are naturally the most exquisite and luxurious.

In addition, the Mid-Autumn Festival is the biggest festival, and a lively Mid-Autumn Festival party is held in the imperial city every year.

Therefore, the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival in the palace has an excellent atmosphere and is in full swing.

At this time, all civil and military officials would try their best to please the Emperor, curry favor with the Emperor, Confucian scholars wrote poems, and generals danced swords to add to the fun. All in all, the palace was extremely lively and noisy.

At this moment, Zhao Xuening, who was sitting in the center, looked up at the moon and the bright fireworks in the sky.

Zhao Xuening asked: "Duke Ming, the moon is really round tonight, is it always like this in previous Mid-Autumn Festivals?"

The white-browed eunuch leaned over and said, "They're all so round."

It was obviously a boring and uninteresting question, but the white-browed eunuch answered it very carefully and seriously.

Today people do not see the ancient times and the moon, this month once looked like the ancients.

People in the past and people in the future, they live in different times and the world is different, but they all shine on the same moon and grow on the same land.

Zhao Xuening said softly: "I hope the moon next year will still be like this."

The white-browed eunuch said slowly: "It's definitely possible."

"I'm a little tired."

Zhao Xuening glanced at the fireworks above her head, then slowly stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

She is now the emperor of Dayan, tens of millions of people in Dayan rely on her, she is the sky of Dayan, and at the same time she is also the pillar of Dayan.

She doesn't have anything to rely on, so she relies on herself.

The long night is coming to an end, and the days to come can be expected.

Zhao Xuening's footsteps were not in a hurry, but calm and measured.

All the civil and military officials present hurriedly bowed to the ground, respectfully sending the Emperor away.

The white-browed eunuch looked at the back and felt extremely familiar, not because he was familiar with the back, but with the silent loneliness.

In his opinion, a truly powerful master, a truly powerful emperor is not so powerful, but that he can really endure loneliness.

..........

Time flies, time flies, and half a month of time flies by in the blink of an eye.

After Yong'an Renhuang ascended the throne, the Yan Dynasty entered a short period of peace, but soon Zhao's army continued to move northward, and the armies of the two sides confronted each other at Lingping Baigu Mountain.

This White Bone Mountain is the burial place of hundreds of thousands of army souls in the Zhou Dynasty. At that time, Anjing's imperial jade seal was obtained here. After hundreds of thousands of army souls entered Fengdu, this place finally returned to normal.

During the coup of the Dayan Dynasty, the army of Zhao State persuaded Ping Ding Hou to surrender, but they were all held back by Ping Ding Hou. Then, because of Zhao Guo’s own internal strife, coupled with the setback of Hou Jin, Zhao Guo did not want to fight with Yan. The country fought to the death and let other people benefit from it, so they never exerted their full strength.

Now that the new emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty has ascended the throne, the situation in Great Yan is becoming more and more stable, and Houjin has become a turtle with a shrunken head. Let alone going south, now he can only guard the royal court. , Just fall over there, if you don't show a certain strength, even the Nanman will turn their guns on Zhao Guo.

Therefore, considering the overall situation, Zhao State launched a violent attack on Yan State. For this reason, the national teacher Xiao Qianqiu also returned to Nanhua Mountain to confront the Nanman Lord.

Knowing that Xiao Qianqiu was defeated by the Ghost Swordsman from Yujing City, the Lord of the Southern Barbarians was even more frightened at this moment, not daring to act rashly again.

He is very aware of Xiao Qianqiu's strength. If the two meet, he will definitely not be Xiao Qianqiu's opponent, but Xiao Qianqiu lost to Ghost Swordsman, from which we can see the gap between the two.

As the saying goes, a dying camel is bigger than a horse, not to mention that today's Dayan is not a dying camel.

Waiting and watching the changes, sitting and watching the situation in the world, this is the way of survival of the Nanman.

The next battle that will change the situation of the world is undoubtedly the battle between Zongzheng Huachun and Ghost Swordsman, and everyone is looking forward to this battle.

This seems to be a duel between the two, but Houjin is behind it, Dayan is also the Demon Cult, whoever wins or loses may be related to the situation in this world, not only Houjin, Dayan, but even Nanman.

Moreover, the contest between the two might involve the appearance of land gods who have not appeared in the world for a long time, so the Lord of the Southern Barbarians paid close attention to this battle.

Not only the lord of the Southern Barbarians, but everyone in the world is watching, waiting for a great war concerning the whole world.

As time went by, the great war drew closer and closer.

On the first day of September, the sky was bright and clear, the streets and courtyards were covered with fallen leaves, and the persimmon trees were covered with red lanterns.

An Jing is practicing in a closed room, looking for the mystery of breaking through the seventh realm. His cultivation base has just broken through to the five qi, and the next realm is a grand master. It is extremely difficult to break through again. If you want to make a leap in strength There are only two progresses, one is to reach the seventh level of swordsmanship, and the other is to reach the point where man and nature are one.

Compared with the latter, An Jing felt that his comprehension of kendo was more towards the seventh level.

Lou Xiangzhen once told him that the more magnificent and vast the way of the sword is, the harder it is to break through the current shackles.

The vastness of the Immortal Sword is still higher than that of the Holy Sword, so it is even more difficult to reach the seventh realm.

At this time, Zhao Qingmei's voice came from the secret room.

"Husband, senior Nan may be dying, I want to go back to Youshan."

Hearing this, An Jing got up and walked out of the secret room, only to see Zhao Qingmei standing outside the door anxiously.

Zhao Qingmei took a deep breath, and said: "Senior Nan transferred all his cultivation to me, plus he consumed too much energy, and fought against two top masters, Qianqiu Immortal and Xiha Buddha, the deadline is almost approaching , I'm afraid I will die soon."

An Jingwen was silent for a long while, "Then go back and have a look."

Last time, he could see that Nangong Weiping was really dying. Only the blood of Cheng Huang could keep her alive and renew her lifespan, but the cloud tower where Cheng Huang was located was where the immortals lived.

An Jing and Zhao Qingmei are not necessarily opponents of Qianqiu Undead when they forcibly break into the cloud tower.

This great master is the strongest master in the ages who has defeated several great masters. If he is not suffering from an old illness at this moment, he may have been killed in Yujing City long ago.

Zhao Qingmei said: "Well, after dealing with that matter, you also remember to come back earlier."