After consulting a family in Mazi Alley, An Jing was about to meet Jishitang, when there was a slight tremor in the cuffs.

In the cuffs, there was a palm-sized paper man, with a wisp of bright red on his chest, and at this moment, the paper man's hands seemed to have received traction, and began to open and close continuously, as if applauding.

"Jiang Sanjia!?"

An Jing raised his eyebrows and muttered to himself.

This is the paper figure given to him by Jiang Sanjia, it is said that there is a drop of his essence blood on it, which is extremely precious, An Jing was reluctant to accept this paper figure at first, because he didn't know if the essence and blood were separated......

"That old boy is hiding now, and if he doesn't have anything important, he probably won't look for himself."

Thinking of this, An Jing glanced behind him casually, and walked quietly towards the depths of the alley.

Not far away, the body of the master of the Renzong was vertical, like a dexterous flying swallow landing on the eaves, and followed An Jing closely behind him into the alley.

"Huh!?"

When he fell again, there was silence in the alley, empty, and An Jing, who had just turned in, seemed to disappear out of thin air.

"What about people!?"

The master of the Renzong was full of doubts, for the investigation, tracking the master of the Renzong is the best at it, not to mention that he is an ordinary person, even a master of the same realm as him, and he can't escape his tracking.

After looking around a few times, he was sure that An Jing had suddenly disappeared like this.

Somehow, he felt his head a little dizzy, and his mind was a little blank for a moment, as if he had forgotten the way he had come and the way back.

"What's going on.....?"

The master of the Renzong touched his hat, and a drop of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

Li Fuzhou told him that if An Jing was missing half a hair, let him go to see him with his head, which shows the importance of this Jishitang doctor, but now he has lost people.

..........

Yuzhou City, Fuyang Village.

Fuyang Village is not far from Qinghe Wharf, and most of the young and middle-aged people in the village are begging for a living on the river, but there are few people on weekdays.

The yellow leaves fall in the wind, the fields are golden, and the farmers are busy with their work.

Dressed in a navy blue cloak, holding two jugs of wine and a roast chicken, An Jing slowly walked to the end of the village, where two dilapidated thatched huts were built along the river.

At this time, Jiang Sanjia was leaning against a stone, holding a fishing rod in his hand.

"Sanjia, your fish basket is empty......."

An Jing walked over and shook his head when he saw the catch in the fish basket.

Jiang Sanjia lazily basked in the sun, and said lightly: "One zhang of green bamboo and one zhang of line, a little scarlet and blue water." When to rest fishing in a lifetime, a spring goes to a spring, fishing is a realm, but also a kind of pursuit......"

At this moment, the goose feather fish floating on the surface of the water floated for a while, and Jiang Sanjia began to reel in the line, as if he sensed that something was wrong, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Whoosh!"

When the hook was lifted, it was found that the bait on the hook was long gone.

"It doesn't matter if you don't catch a fish, you just want to feel the process of raising fish every day."

An Jing sat down with a smile, looked at the beautiful river in front of him, and then put the wine and roast chicken aside.

Jiang Sanjia picked up the roast chicken, glanced at it, and said, "Brother Zhou, if you come next time, remember to change your tricks." ”

He didn't know if this was a reception banquet or a decapitated meal, it was all a pot of old wine and a chicken.

"You still don't like it?" An Jing raised his eyebrows.

It cost him more than 100 dollars to eat out at noon.

"Forget it, don't change it."

Jiang Sanjia sat up and said slowly: "Someone in the imperial court is ready to rehabilitate me, and I may have to return to Yujing City after the New Year." ”

"Rehabilitated?"

An Jing frowned, "Heavenly prison prisoners, the prison has been robbed, can you still be rehabilitated?" ”

"Why not? As long as the old man is still useful, then he can be rehabilitated. ”

Jiang Sanjia picked up the wine jug, took a big sip, and said, "Brother Zhou, when did you cultivate the Hundred Steps Flying Sword?" ”

The more advanced the martial arts, the more difficult it is to cultivate, especially the true martial arts, the martial arts of the heavenly martial arts, even if they are placed in front of some people, it is difficult to succeed in cultivating in their lifetime.

And the hundred-step flying sword is known for its mystery and complexity, Jiang Sanjia claims to be a genius, and he has practiced this hundred-step flying sword for three years, but there is still no progress, which shows the difficulty of this swordsmanship.

But this Zhou Xianming actually cultivated this hundred-step flying sword in just one or two months, you must know that it is his senior brother, and the first generation of Guigu Divine Sword also entered the door in a year.

"Cultivation?"

An Jing was stunned for a moment and said, "Isn't this sword technique capable of being performed with hands?" ”

Jiang Sanjia: "......."

An Jing was telling the truth, he had barely cultivated this hundred-step flying sword.

"You're such a wonderful person."

Jiang Sanjia sighed lightly.

"No, I'm just a rough man." An Jing tore off a chicken leg and sat down as well.

Jiang Sanjia glanced at An Jing inexplicably, then smiled incomprehensibly and said, "Brother Zhou, I already know your identity." ”

"Huh?!"

An Jing raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Sanjia knows his identity?

Could it be that he used the Ghost Valley Heavenly Machine to calculate himself? But it shouldn't be, his own cultivation is above him, according to the information he had revealed before, it should be difficult for him to calculate himself, and the cost is too great.

"You're cultivating the Da Luo Mind Method, right?" Jiang Sanjia asked.

"That's right."

An Jing nodded, not denying it.

This Da Luo heart method belongs to the true martial arts level of the heart method, when An Jing's strength was still very shallow, he would go up the mountain to collect medicine every day, because of the book from the ground, he could collect a lot of precious herbs.

One day, according to the instructions of the Book from the Ground, it was also the first cyan chance that he found an old man who was seriously injured.

At that time, An Jing took action to heal him, but the old man's injuries were too serious, and he finally died, but in the end, the old man gave him a mental method, and the old man did not say his name from beginning to end, nor did he say the specific name of this mental method, and the only explanation was to ask An Jing not to easily inform others of Daluo's mental method.

An Jing was still strange in his heart, when he found a simple score of the Guiyi Sword Technique in the wild, the hint was only a yellow chance, and why was the Da Luo Heart Method, which was also at the level of True Martial Arts, a cyan chance?

At that time, he didn't think deeply, but now it seems that there is another mystery in this?

"Sure enough."

Jiang Sanjia smiled, "You are really the descendant of the Great Luo Sect, a few years ago, Yan Shaoshan was intercepted and killed by the True One Sect, I thought that the Great Luo Sect was going to disappear, but I didn't expect that there was still a master alive." ”

"Da Luo Sect ......."

An Jing's face was silent, but he was puzzled in his heart.

In his memory, he didn't seem to have the slightest impression of this Great Luo Sect at all.

Jiang Sanjia smiled and said, "Since that's the case, we don't have to hide our identities." ”

"I don't know what Brother Sanjia is talking about." An Jing glanced at Jiang Sanjia.

The Great Luo Sect has nothing to do with him at all, so why should he be self-defeating?

Jiang Sanjia restrained his smile, "Brother Zhou, let's be honest with each other." ”