"It would be nice to make the clothes bigger."

Tan Yun muttered, and then, as usual, put on a lilac cotton robe, put on his boots, and prepared to get up and wash.

"Whew!"

The little black boy was lying on the ground, and when he saw Tan Yun getting up, he immediately wagked his tail and stepped forward.

"Squeak!"

Tan Yun pushed open the door, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his two big eyes were stunned, and then he was a little surprised.

The snow is fluttering, and the entire courtyard has already turned into a white world.

"It's snowing!"

The main altar of the Demon Sect is in the Dongluo Desert, the vegetation in the desert is scarce, and the water resources are also very scarce, even if the weather is extremely cold, it rarely snows, and there are only a handful of snow in the past few years.

Tan Yun stretched out his palm and watched as the crystal clear snowflakes fell, landed in the warm palm, and then turned into water.

"Whew! Oh! ”

The little black boy kept calling at the door, jumping back and forth, and then curiously stretched out his little paw to touch the snow on the ground.

"It's snowing!"

At this moment, An Jing also pushed open the door of the house and said with some surprise.

In just one night, the city of Yuzhou was covered with a layer of white snow, covered in silver, and the plum blossomed.

"Uncle, it's snowing, it's really snowing."

Tan Yun looked at the heavy snow in front of him, excited like a seven or eight-year-old child, and then jumped up and down in the snow, making a 'creaking' and 'creaking' sound.

'Bang! ’

At this moment, a snowball smashed over and hit Tan Yun's head with precision.

"Hahahaha, are you allowed?"

An Jing squatted on the ground, continued to grab a ball of snow, and then shouted: "Come on, come to have a snowball fight, and there is medical insurance." ”

"Uncle, then don't cry."

Tan Yun heard An Jing's shout, how could he bear it, and then wiped the snow off his head, squatted on the ground and began to knead the snowball.

"Bang bang!" "Bang bang!"

At the moment when she squatted on the ground, An Jing had already smashed two snowballs.

"Let's see who cries first."

After An Jing finished shouting, he hurriedly ran towards the outside of the hall.

"Where to run!?"

Tan Yun had just pinched a snowball, and when he saw An Jing, he ran outside, and chased after him angrily.

"It's time for breakfast."

At this moment, Zhao Qingmei also walked out of the stove room and saw the two people who were chasing at a glance.

"Ma'am, let's play snowballs."

"Okay."

Zhao Qingmei saw this, with a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"The two of you together are no match for me."

An Jing laughed loudly, quickly kneaded into a snowball and smashed it towards Zhao Qingmei.

"Bang!"

originally thought that she could hit accurately, but Zhao Qingmei bent her waist and dodged it.

"It's not good to run!"

Seeing Tan Yun rushing over with his teeth and claws, An Jing quickly ran outside.

"Your snowball is too small, and the bigger the snowball, the more it hurts."

Zhao Qingmei pinched the snowball while teaching her experience to Tan Yun.

The three of them had a snowball fight, from the backyard to the front hall, and then to the outside of the hall.

An Jing is one against two, but he does not fall behind.

At this time, it was still early, and the weather was cold, and the cold wind was howling, and there were not many pedestrians on the street.

Zhao Qingmei's coquettish laughter like a silver bell, and Tan Yun's angry voice were clear in her ears.

"Hoo ......."

An Jing hid under a tree, carrying two snowballs in his hands, and then found that there was no movement behind him for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart.

"What's going on?!"

An Jing felt strange in his heart, then turned around and carefully touched it.

I saw that at the door of Jishitang, Zhao Qingmei was squatting on the ground, as if she was trying to pinch the snowball.

"Hey~!"

An Jing walked over slowly, ready to pour the snowball in her hand into Zhao Qingmei's neck, and she would definitely let out an exclamation at that time.

Just when An Jing stood behind Zhao Qingmei, he suddenly found that Zhao Qingmei was holding a snowball in one hand, and was holding a silver needle in the other hand to insert it into the snowball, and the snowball had already been inserted with dense silver needles.

Seeing this, An Jing suddenly felt that the weather became cold.

"Tom!"

An Jing directly threw the snowball to the ground, "Madam, don't play, I don't think there's any fun in having a snowball fight, it's time for breakfast." ”

With that, An Jing walked quickly towards the hall.

Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing's back, and a hint of cunning appeared in her eyes, "Husband, it's okay not to have a snowball fight, but last time you said you went out, you never went, it's snowing today, how about going to the lake together?" ”

An Jing agreed without hesitation, "Okay, it's really good to swim in the lake......"

As long as you can stop having snowball fights, you can do anything.

"Alright then, eat first."

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Qingmei's mouth after hearing this, and then she threw her snowball covered with silver needles into the snowdrift.

The two patted each other with the snow and walked into the dining room.

"Husband, you wait a minute, I'll go and bring the medicinal porridge."

After Zhao Qingmei finished speaking, she walked towards the stove room.

An Jing sat down on the table and poured himself a cup of hot tea, "It's been dozens of days, and nothing has happened.....

Since Jiang Ye came last time, the book from the ground has prompted him to get a black opportunity, and then this hint has completely disappeared.

An Jing was suspicious at that time, and he was on guard all day long.

More than ten days have passed, and life is as usual and nothing has changed.

According to the fate on the book from the ground, this fate is divided into visible fate and invisible chance, similar to Bodhi beads, Jiuyang Divine Finger is this kind of visible chance, but there are also some invisible chances, such as he rescued King Xu in the cave.

This opportunity is tantamount to making friends with a powerful grandmaster master, and making him owe him a favor.

An Jing has a cautious personality and has never obtained this black opportunity, so he doesn't know what this black opportunity is.

This black chance may also be similar to other chances, divided into visible and invisible.

If it doesn't really appear, it should be that you have offended a master.......

"Husband, the porridge is here."

While An Jing was pondering, Zhao Qingmei came over with three bowls of fragrant medicinal porridge.

"It's so fragrant, I'm really hungry after a snowball fight."

An Jing took the medicinal porridge and drank it in a big gulp.

Zhao Qingmei was afraid that An Jing would be hot, so she hurriedly said, "You slow down, it's still hot." ”

"Huh...... This (delicious). An Jing said while eating.

"I don't have a taste for dinner." A smile appeared in Zhao Qingmei's eyes, and then she said a little strangely: "Huh!?" What about Tan Yun? ”

When An Jing heard this, the movements in her hands were also a meal, and she felt a little strange in her heart, she was the most active one in eating in the past.

"I'll take a look."

An Jing put down the dishes and chopsticks and walked towards the outside of the hall.

After a while, I saw a familiar figure under a tree.

Originally, Tan Yun's figure was very slender, and even if he had eaten more recently, even if he was plump and round, An Jing could recognize it at a glance.

At the moment, she was under a tree, and she seemed to be holding something in her arms, looking around, as if she was looking for something.

An Jing tiptoed forward, his heart full of curiosity.

"Stinky aunt, where are you hiding?" Tan Yun's nose wrinkled slightly, and then he couldn't help but mutter, "I haven't let me taste my power yet." ”

An Jing suddenly said loudly: "What are you doing, you didn't even eat breakfast?" ”

"Huh!?"

Tan Yun heard this familiar voice, and hurriedly turned around, and the snowball the size of a basketball in his arms almost fell.

An Jing looked at the oversized snowball in Tan Yun's arms, and was a little silent for a while.

.........

The snow fell slowly like goose feathers.

The ice flowers were gorgeous, falling into the water and then disappearing, the sky and the clouds, the mountains and the water, all one, the vast.

On the Yuzhou River, there are many fewer awning boats, and there are only a few people.

In the Yuzhou River, An Jing shook the oars and enjoyed the snow scenery on both sides of the Yuzhou River in the snow.

That is, to see a novelty, if it is a long time, it will feel a little boring.

"Old man Li is here, and he can still accompany me to chat."

An Jing muttered in his heart.

Anyway, he knew Li Fuzhou's identity, but Li Fuzhou didn't know his identity, how could this not make him secretly happy in his heart.

Li Fuzhou was seriously injured because of the death of the cloud in the fire and the ghost-faced Buddha, and he suddenly became very busy, and he couldn't see anyone from morning to night.

"Is it because you're leaving in the next few days, and you're starting to stop carrying people?"

I can't see Li Fuzhou's figure, An Jing is always a little unsteady in his heart, if Li Fuzhou is safely taken at home, and he is sent away at the end of the year, his small life seems to be alive, if he is accidentally exposed, then his family will also be in big trouble.

In the boat, Zhao Qingmei was sitting on a paved felt, with a stove in front of her, on which tea was boiling.

This is not ordinary tea, but Zhao Qingmei specially gathered the plum blossoms on the snow to boil it in the morning, and the boiling water seemed to have a dark fragrance.

Tan Yun's little face was puffed up and angry, she didn't know how long it took for the snowball just now....... caused her to drink a bowl of porridge less.

"Husband, this tea is almost ready."

Zhao Qingmei turned the stove down a little, then washed the tea and made tea.

"Okay, we've all left Yuzhou City, you look at the scenery on both sides, isn't it good."

An Jing held the boat and smiled.

"Are you out of Yuzhou City?" Hearing this, Tan Yun stood up and looked around, patronizing and angry, almost forgetting to enjoy the scenery.

Looking at the vast expanse in front of him, melting into the heaven and earth, he couldn't help but admire his heart.

"yes, it's been three quarters."

An Jing rubbed his arm, "My arms are a little sore." ”

Jishitang was originally close to the wharf in the south of the city, and it was out of the city after paddling along the Yuzhou River for a while.

Zhao Qingmei smiled and said, "Husband, when you are tired, you will rest and drink tea." ”

Hearing this, An Jing put down the oar in his hand and sat down slowly.

Zhao Qingmei gently blew the hot tea and dispelled the white gas before serving it.

When An Jing saw this, he secretly sighed in his heart, Mrs. is worthy of being a beautiful girl, washing tea, making tea, and tasting tea is very proficient.

"Drink."

An Jing took the tea, took a sip of it, and suddenly felt a refreshing warm current rush into his throat, and then into his abdomen.

"How?"

Zhao Qingmei asked repeatedly.

"Okay."

An Jing couldn't help but admire.

Zhao Qingmei's eyes lit up, "Where's the good?" ”

An Jing paused and said, "Madame has excellent control of the water temperature, and it is not hot at all when she drinks it." ”

"Poor mouth!"

When Zhao Qingmei heard this, she snatched the teacup from An Jing's hand, and said angrily: "I won't give you anything to drink." ”

She worked hard to collect snow and cook tea in the morning, but the water temperature was good.

"Ma'am, I'm joking."

When An Jing heard this, he hurriedly smiled and said: "This tea is fragrant and pleasant, and there is a kind of plum blossom fragrance, not only the tea is good, but the craftsmanship is also excellent, and I can't find any fault." ”

When Zhao Qingmei heard this, she slowly filled the teacup and handed it over, "It's pretty much the same." ”

At this moment, several cargo ships appeared in the distance, loaded with goods, moving unhurriedly, and the river on both sides was squeezed away.

"I didn't expect there to be merchant ships this winter."

Seeing this, An Jing couldn't help but say aloud.

In winter, the weather is very cold, and the river water can easily freeze, so most cargo ships will be suspended at this time.

Don't look at the Yuzhou River is still passable, but after this heavy snow melts, the Yuzhou River will freeze, and it will be difficult for the various waterways to operate.

I saw two cargo ships coming, just passing by their boats.

There was a military flag on the cargo ship, and there were some sergeants in armor on both sides, which couldn't help but make An Jing even more curious.

The Imperial Court's Cargo Ship!?

"Dr. Ann!"

At this moment, a voice came from the cargo ship.

An Jing followed the sound and saw He Ping, who was dressed in a coarse cloth shirt on the deck, waving to him.

He Ping originally mainly worked for the Su family's ships, but after the Su family was destroyed and fell, the Cao family took over most of the Su family's livelihood, and He Ping's laborers continued to beg for a living on the dock, anyway, for them, it was the same for whoever they helped, as long as they gave money.

Compared with the Su family, the Cao family gave more money.

"Do you still come out to work today?"

An Jing smiled.

He Ping couldn't suppress the smile on his lips, "The wood from Lingnan and some rocks have to be pulled to Faxi Temple, and there will be more miles next year." ”

For Cao Ding on the dock like them, they are not afraid of many goods, they are not afraid of hardship and tiredness, they are afraid that they will not be able to endure these hardships and tiredness.

An Jing tilted his head and asked, "It's all from Faxi Temple?" ”

The repair of Faxi Temple, and it is also funded by the imperial court, which is of great significance.

I remember that it is recorded in the history books that after the Zhenyi Sect became the state religion, the Great Yan Dynasty began to build Taoist temples in various places, and invited the disciples of the Zhenyi Sect to go down the mountain and sit in the Taoist temples in various places to preach and preach to the world.

And the True One Sect enjoys the incense of all the people, and gradually prospers, not only in the rivers and lakes, but also in the community everyone worships and worships, as if they believe.

Now the imperial court has begun to build this ancient temple such as Hoki Temple, which seems to be a sign as well.

The Pure Land of Buddhism is really going eastward.

An Jing's heart was suddenly shocked.

And Zhao Qingmei on the side is like a stop of water, for the news of the Buddha's eastward crossing, she knows much faster than An Jing, as early as three days ago, the news of Yujing City reached her hands.

With the exception of Hoki Temple, all the remaining ancient temples in Dayan have been renovated, and new temples have to be built in some places.

The Pure Land of Buddhism Puhui Bodhisattva came in person, sat in Dayan, chanted and preached.

The Bodhisattva fruit position, that is the master of the grandmaster realm, a grandmaster master came, it can be seen that Buddhism attaches great importance to this, and the Dayan Dynasty is also full of sincerity in repairing the ancient temple.

It seems that the Great Yan Dynasty is determined to win over the Pure Land of the Western Regions.

"Yes, it is said that the Faxi Temple will be repaired, and I will leave first."

Seeing that the boats were staggered, He Ping could only wave his hand at An Jing.

"Okay."

An Jing nodded.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed slightly, and he vaguely felt a trace of evil air coming from the bottom of the river.

"Whoa!" "Whoa!"

The water that used to be calm suddenly became turbulent.

The boat began to shake violently, and the armor-clad soldiers and caustins standing on the deck of the cargo ship were also staggering.

"What's going on?"

Seeing this, Zhao Qingmei showed a trace of panic on her face, and then walked towards An Jing.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

At this moment, the iron kettle for cooking tea on the stove also fell down and rolled towards Zhao Qingmei's body.

If the boiling water is sprinkled on a person, it will surely pull off a layer of skin.

When Tan Yun saw this, he was about to make a move subconsciously in his heart.

"Be careful!"

Seeing this, An Jingyan stretched out the oar in his hand, and then turned his wrist, only to hear a 'bang', and the iron kettle was thrown directly into the water.

The turmoil was turbulent, and calm soon returned.

"That's a pretty good skill."

When Tan Yun saw this scene, he was slightly surprised.

The speed of Fang Cai's shot, although it is not fast, is not comparable to the eight or nine grade fish and shrimp in the rivers and lakes.

Really!

Zhao Qingmei is more sensitive than Tan Yun, although Fang Cai's strength in An Jingnei is like a gossamer, and it is not profound, but she still caught it.

It should be a cultivation of martial arts, which is normal, if there is such a profound martial arts at home, and you don't practice, this makes people a little suspicious.

It's just that why did he never tell me about it, nor did he reveal these news, and he still wanted to put those precious martial arts methods at will?

Thinking of this, Zhao Qingmei became more and more confused.

"Ma'am, are you alright?"

An Jing saw that the turmoil gradually subsided, and quickly stepped forward to check: "Are you hurt?" ”

"I'm fine."

Zhao Qingmei looked apprehensive, and said, "Husband, thanks to you, otherwise it would ........"

Speaking of this, Zhao Qingmei's face seemed to turn pale.

"Miss, it's okay if you're okay, it's okay to be okay, I almost scared the slave to death just now."

When Tan Yun saw this, he felt a thrill in his heart, and he also stepped forward quickly.

"It's okay, it's okay."

An Jing also breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Cai's situation was critical, and he had to take action, but fortunately, his wife was fine.

Although a trace of qi was revealed, even a master could not see through his cultivation under the qi collection technique, and Zhao Qingmei and Tan Yun, two ordinary people, naturally couldn't see the clues.

But the surging anger just now, could it be that the thousand-year-old black snake is about to wake up!?

An Jing and Zhao Qingmei seem to be ordinary on their faces, and they both have things on their minds.

"Husband, let's go back."

"It's fine."

After this happened, the three of them didn't have the intention to enjoy the snow again, so they returned the same way.

.........

In the afternoon, Jishitang, backyard.

"Madam, then I'll go to the doctor first."

An Jing shouted, and hurriedly left with the medicine box.

"Okay, come back early." Zhao Qingmei nodded, and then walked to the backyard as well.

After Tan Yun walked to the door and An Jingyuan left, he hurriedly entered the house and said: "Miss, Miss, my uncle seems to have cultivation, he said that he only learned fist and foot kung fu with Han Wenxin and some martial arts masters, it seems that it is not simple." ”

Today, An Jing flew the iron kettle with a shoar in his hand, which definitely did not look like an eight-grade and nine-grade fish and shrimp in the rivers and lakes.

As long as you practice fist and foot kung fu for a few years, you can reach the eighth and ninth grades, but the beginning of the seventh grade cultivation is not ordinary, and you need to cultivate the internal breath qi, which is commonly known as internal force.

Although An Jing never said to the two that he had internal strength, nor did he say that he didn't, An Jing said that he had practiced some fur kung fu with Master Wuguan and Han Wenxin.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is the lack of internal strength.

After all, Han Wenxin himself is only the pinnacle of the seventh grade, the old master of the five senses has been cultivating for decades, if he doesn't have the mental method, he is only the eighth grade or the seventh grade at most, where can the strength of the taught An Jing be high?

"It's a faint breath."

Zhao Qingmei bowed slightly, "He has definitely cultivated the law and martial arts in the center of the utility room." ”

The qi is not strong enough, and there are only two situations, one is very weak, and the other is that the qi is too well hidden.

"That is to say, my uncle is not a fool, and he doesn't practice with a good heart."

Tan Yun pursed his lips, and then said worriedly: "It seems that my uncle's qualifications are not high, and such a top-level mental method is not much different from Han Wenxin and the like." ”

Han Wenxin's cultivation method is definitely not as advanced as the martial arts in the utility room, but he is at the peak of the seventh grade, and he is about to be the sixth grade, and his uncle seems to be not much different from him, which shows the difference in qualifications.

The two didn't think that An Jing could hide so well under their noses, especially Zhao Qingmei.

She cultivates the Heavenly Demon Vientiane, not to mention the average master, that is, some grandmasters can find the qi on her body, and Tan Yun is also from the Demon Sect, and she is also very proficient in the method of concealment.

Can An Jing hide the qi on his body from them like this?

They don't believe it.

Tan Yun fell into deep thought: "Uncle's strength is not high, but why can he get so many martial arts techniques?" ”

Zhao Qingmei was also a little strange in her heart, but today's trip solved a doubt that lingered in her heart.

Guarding such a good martial arts method, if you don't practice, it's really weird.

The only thing she can't figure out now is where this martial arts method came from.

.........

Outside the city of Yuzhou, Qinghe Wharf.

An Jing used the ghost valley ecstasy to solve the water moon that had been following him in the water, and then changed into a navy blue cloak and came to the Qinghe dock.

At this time, the Qinghe Wharf was in a mess, the shore was full of traces of being washed by the river, and two fishermen were sighing and collecting the fish baskets.

"It's really unlucky, the big black fish I just caught is gone."

"You're unlucky, too? I lost an afternoon some time ago, and the catch was about 20 catties, and the waves swept in, and in the end, not all of them were gone. ”

"What's going on? How have there been so many waves in this marina lately. ”

"Could it be that I've been fishing too much lately, and the river god has become angry?"

"Where did the river god come from, don't talk nonsense."

"Let's go, let's go, I can't fish today."

........

Listening to the words of the two fishermen, An Jing glanced at the Qinghe Wharf, and then returned to the book from the ground.

Cultivation for: a product

Fate: auspicious star (rising)

Root bones: once in a hundred years

Martial arts: sword drawing, Tibetan swordsmanship, swordsmanship, nine-character sword technique, Fuyao Nine Heavens Body Method, Da Luo Heart Method, Qi Gathering Technique, Hundred Steps Flying Sword (Eighth Layer), Jiuyang Divine Finger (Third Layer).

Tip 1: The host's fate has not yet taken root (Yu August), and the use of martial arts must not let people know the identity of the host, otherwise they will get a black chance.

Tip 2: There is a thousand-year-old black snake under the Qinghe wharf, this strange beast is extremely rare, and you can get a cyan chance by killing it (there is a pill in it).

Tip 3: There is a thousand-year-old black worm under the Qinghe wharf, this strange beast is extremely rare, and you can get a cyan chance (can be turned into a Jiao) by surrendering.

Tip 4: The host is close to the alien beast Millennium Black Snake, the Millennium Black Snake gradually awakens, if it awakens, the host will get a black opportunity.

.........

An Jing looked at the description on the book from the ground, and his brows tightened.

He remembered that when he first came, the book from the ground described that the thousand-year-old black snake was still sleeping, and when it woke up, it would have an unprecedented black chance.

Now that he is still asleep, it has become a revelation of awakening, and the unprecedented black fate has become a black chance.

An Jing pondered for a moment and analyzed: "This thousand-year-old black snake is really about to wake up, and it seems that it is still extremely reluctant to deal with him with my current strength....."

"But its inner dan is a good thing, if it has the help of a master, maybe there is still a chance."

An Jing couldn't help but sigh a little, he couldn't reveal his identity, otherwise he would make friends with some masters of the rivers and lakes, and maybe he would be able to kill this thousand-year-old black snake.

The master he is most familiar with now is the old man Li Fuzhou Li, let him cooperate with him to kill the thousand-year-old black snake, and An Jing will not do this if he is killed.

Old man Li has a very dark belly, and he is a member of the Demon Sect, and his reputation in the Great Yan River and Lake is not good........ Who knows if this old boy will eat black.

"When I comprehend the fifth realm, my cultivation will be improved a little more, and maybe I will have a chance."

An Jing took a deep breath, his body was vertical, and he walked towards the mass grave in the north of Yuzhou City.

Find an opportunity today to take out the sword intent on the evil suppression sword and take a look, maybe there are some mysteries and opportunities.

Stepping on the dry branches, it didn't take long to come to the mass grave in the north of the city.

An Jing walked slowly to the tree where the Demon Suppression Sword had been buried, and carefully peeled off the snow and soil on it.

This place is already sparsely populated, and most of them would rather take a detour than pass through this place, and no one wants to see the gloomy graves, for fear of provoking unclean things, so An Jing is not afraid that others will find out.

I saw the ancient, vicissitudes of evil sword lying quietly in the soil.

"Buzz!"

It seemed to feel An Jing, and it actually made a crisp Zen sound.

An Jing carefully took out the evil sword and put it in his hand.

The sword body of the Evil Suppression Sword still has the bright red blood attached to it, and the center of the sword body is pitch black with strange lines, and the edge of the blade is even sharper, with a slight chill.

An Jing stretched out three fingers and gently stroked the blade of the sword.

Last time, because of the battle of Sanmiao Mountain and the rush of time, he didn't carefully observe the evil sword in his hand at all.

The moment the finger was pressed against the blade of the sword, a cold sensation rushed over it, followed by a 'buzzing' sound in the brain.

"Roar!"

The roar resounded in his mind again.

At that moment, it was as if he felt death again.

The sword has been broken, and man has perished.

In the roar of the giant beast, everything seemed to turn into smoke, and there was no power to fight back.

He saw that the beast was rampant, devouring people, brutal and cruel, and even had a hint of banter and mockery in its eyes.

An Jing looked at the giant beast in front of him, and his heart was full of shock, the kind of shock that was difficult to express in words.

In front of the monstrous beast, he was full of powerlessness, and could only let the beast devour it.

"Whew!"

I don't know how long it has been, An Jing slowly opened his eyes, his whole body was clothed, his hair had already been soaked with sweat, and then he gasped heavily.

He really felt like he was dead.

For the first time in so many years, he was facing death.

He had never encountered such a situation before.

Looking at the sky with ancient eyes, life is in danger, and people are about to face death. Only by looking directly at the moment of one's own death can one find the true meaning of life.

Death is the other side of life, and the limit of life and death is extinguished, so that life is full of vitality.

Calm, calm, decisive and lonely to the end.

He is undoubtedly sure of himself, even knows his weaknesses, and treats himself as if he were his own adversary, just as harsh and cruel, and just as magnanimous.

Humanity and the joy of life are in ---- danger.

Only then can you kill the Buddha when you meet the Buddha, and kill the ancestors when you meet the ancestors.

Flowers that bloom alone in the deep mountains do not bloom for others, but for their own lives.

An Jing pondered for a long time, and said softly: "I understand." ”

In the next moment, a sword seemed to appear in his heart.

.........

Donglin Road, Qifeng Mountains.

Strange mountains stand tall, the mountains are continuous, green and steep, and the clouds cover the mist.

There is a mountain gate towering in the middle, like a fairyland on earth.

This mountain gate is the mountain gate of the Yuheng Sword Sect, one of the seven factions today.

Among the rivers and lakes, if you rank the seven major sects, then the True One Sect is definitely overwhelming Yuan Bai and is second to none, and the second place is also the indisputable Yuheng Sword Sect.

After all, the head of the Yuheng Sword Sect in the last generation was the most powerful swordsman in the world, known as the Sword God.

And Lin Yiyang, the head of the Yuheng Sword Sect of this generation, is one of the five great sword immortals in the world, and he is also the swordsman who is most likely to inherit the mantle of the sword god.

Coupled with the five major sword masters in the Sword Sect, all of them are quite prestigious and independent masters in the rivers and lakes, as well as the mysterious Ancestor Hall, I don't know how many hidden masters of the Yuheng Sword Sect are hidden, and the sword immortals entered this place back then, and finally sat down, these forests always make the Yuheng Sword Sect sit firmly in the existence of the second largest faction among the seven major factions.

On the top of the towering mountain, the vast sea of clouds rolls.

At this time, among the flat land on the mountainside, there were dozens of disciples of the Yuheng Sword Sect who were practicing swords.

"Who do you say is the most powerful swordsman in the world?"

"Heavenly Sword has been in the Sword Shrine for thirty years and was not born, but he taught thousands of swordsmen, and this person should be the most powerful master of swordsmanship."

"I think the strength of the Ghost Valley Sword Immortal is not bad."

"Liu Tong, you fart, the most powerful swordsman in the world is on the top of my Yuheng Sword Sect."

"That's right, who can compare the master's swordsmanship?"

"The five great sword immortals have never competed with each other, and it's hard to say which one is stronger or weaker."

"However, whoever can reach the sixth realm first today, this world's number one swordsman deserves it."

..........

These disciples of the Yuheng Sword Sect talked about the world one by one, although the topic of the world's number one swordsman was already a cliché, no matter how many times they talked about it, it still made people talk about it.

A woman dressed in white, with an ordinary appearance and a little attractiveness, held a long sword, and walked slowly along the mountain road in the big cowhill on the mountainside.

"Shh......h Uncle Qiu is here! "Meet Uncle Qiu!"

When the disciples present saw the woman coming, they hurriedly bowed respectfully.

"You practice your sword well, maybe in the future, the world's best swordsmen will be selected from among you."

The woman also heard the discussion of the disciples, and couldn't help laughing.

A bold disciple smiled and said: "Uncle Qiu is really joking, we are all stupid assets, being able to reach the fourth realm is the ancestor is smoking, where can I reach the rumored sixth mirror." ”

Everyone knows that the Qiu Wanxia Uncle in front of him is the most kind elder in the entire Yuheng Sword Sect.

The disciple next to him sighed: "Yes, this third realm makes me wait and don't know when I will be able to arrive." ”

For ordinary swordsmen, the third realm is trapped, how to talk about the fourth realm, the fifth realm, and even the rumored sixth mirror?

"If you practice diligently, you will be able to come out one day."

Qiu Wanxia smiled faintly, and then walked towards the top of the mountain with her sword.

"Uncle Qiu is really good."

"Yes, she is the most amiable elder of my Yuheng Sword Sect."

"I heard that she volunteered to be the head swordsman, is it true?"

.........

Looking at Qiu Wanxia's back, the disciples present all showed their heartfelt admiration.

Stepping on the stone steps, it didn't take long for Qiu Wanxia to come to the top of the mountain.

At this time, on the top of the mountain, there is a huge square platform, surrounded by clouds and smoke, and the ravines are low, as if you can't see the mortal world.

In the center of the stage sat a man, who looked to be in his early thirties, with facial features like knives, his eyes closed, and his white clothes fluttering in the breeze, making the sound of hunting.

This person is none other than Lin Yiyang, the current head of the Yuheng Sword Sect and one of the five great sword immortals in the world.

"Senior brother, I'm here."

Qiu Wanxia walked to Lin Yiyang's side and said.

Lin Yiyang slowly opened his eyes and said, "Hmm." ”

The moment those eyes opened and closed, it was like a ray of light appeared in the netherworld.

Qiu Wanxia smiled: "Senior brother, why did you call me here?" ”

"It's time to go down."

Lin Yiyang said.

"Down the mountain!?"

Qiu Wanxia asked, "Senior brother, didn't you say that you had to reach the sixth mirror before going down the mountain?" ”

Lin Yiyang had said before that he would not go down the mountain until he had an epiphany until the sixth mirror, and only by reaching the sixth mirror could he have a chance to defeat Xiao Qianqiu, otherwise even if his cultivation reached the realm of the grandmaster, he would not be Xiao Qianqiu's opponent.

Lin Yiyang slowly got up, came to the sea of clouds, and looked down at the vastness, "I think that going down the mountain this time will allow me to reach the sixth mirror, my sword intent has tended to be complete, and it is time to sharpen my sword." ”

Qiu Wanxia thought for a while, and then said, "Who does Senior Brother want to sharpen his sword?" ”

Lin Yiyang's lips opened, and he said word by word: "Puhui Bodhisattva." ”

Qiu Wanxia was not surprised by this name, and said slowly: "He is a master of the Grandmaster realm. ”

Buddhism crosses eastward, the undercurrent is surging, has spread all over the rivers and lakes, and now everyone knows that Buddhism is about to return, although the imperial court supports Buddhism to cross eastward, but there are many different voices in the rivers and lakes.

Hundreds of years ago, when the world was still a melee between the nine countries, the Yuheng Sword Sect and the Buddhism sect formed a blood feud, and even the huge sect of the Yuheng Sword Sect was almost wiped out because of the Buddhism.

Then the Buddhism was expelled to the Pure Land, and the Yuheng Sword Sect can be said to have gone all out.

Now that Buddhism has crossed east, it seems that the threat to the True One Sect is the greatest, but it is the Yuheng Sword Sect that is most unwilling to see this scene.

The depth of this hatred has made the people of the Yuheng Sword Sect unforgettable.

Although they are unwilling, this matter has become a foregone conclusion, and now there is the imperial court to escort and vigorously support it, whoever dares to make a mistake is rebellion and disobedience!

Xuanyiwei's knife hanging on the rivers and lakes kills the people in the rivers and lakes who are rebelling and disobedient, and there are 500,000 iron armor in the temple Wuhou, now there is no war, which sect can resist 500,000 iron armor!?

Although many people are dissatisfied, they can only remain silent.

And the people who traveled east this time in Buddhism are even more inclusive Bodhisattvas, famous grandmasters and masters, with him in charge, there are less than half of the opposing voices in the rivers and lakes.

"Grandmaster, isn't it a good sword grinding stone?"

Lin Yiyang's eyes were deep, and he said: "I heard that his disciple Fa Zhi died in Faxi Temple in Jiangnan Province, and he will go to Faxi Temple to preach and preach the Buddha after the New Year. ”

"After the New Year, I will go to Yuzhou City and ask the Buddha."

Qiu Wanxia knows her senior brother very well, and she likes the arrogance in her bones, she didn't say anything more, but nodded and said, "Okay." ”

The half-step grandmaster challenged the grandmaster, and there were very few in the rivers and lakes.

Because everyone who has reached this realm knows the difference between a grandmaster and a half-step grandmaster.

"Thank you for your hard work." Lin Yiyang glanced at his junior sister and said.

"It's okay to go down the mountain, I haven't gone down the mountain with my senior brother for a long time."

Qiu Wanxia shook her head, then thought of something, and said, "When I came, I heard that the traveling disciples said that there seemed to be a great swordsman in Yuzhou City. ”

Lin Yiyang said calmly: "Native chickens and dogs, the kung fu of three-legged cats." ”

He has also heard of the swordsman in Yuzhou City who was blown to the sky, and he is like this on the rivers and lakes, he likes to kill, and he doesn't know how many young heroes die for some false fame.

If you kill a few masters casually, you are a peerless swordsman, and there are masters like this on the rivers and lakes every year, but they disappear quickly.

Qiu Wanxia smiled and said, "What about the sword-wielding father-in-law in the palace?" He's a sword immortal on par with you. ”

"Twenty years ago, the swordsmanship was extremely poor, and now I have been practicing hard for many years, and it can only be regarded as so-so."

The father-in-law who holds the sword, that is the first sword in the Ouchi Palace, and the peerless master in charge of the Ouchi Guard, but Lin Yiyang is so-so.

"What about the Heavenly Sword of the Tomb? He is the most famous swordsman of the day. ”

"It's self-contained, but that's it."

"What about the Ghost Valley Sword Immortal? An old sword immortal across two eras. ”

"Doing nothing, your life can only be used as a second, a stepping stone for others."

Qiu Wanxia covered her mouth slightly and said with a smile: "What about you?" ”

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows, and said mercilessly: "I have been practicing the way of the sword for more than forty years, and I am still in the fifth realm, and I am just a mediocre swordsman."

In just a few words, the top swordsmen in the world were all degraded as useless in Lin Yiyang's mouth.

In his eyes he is dismissive of everyone, including himself.

"Then what do you say about my swordsmanship?"

Qiu Wanxia touched the sword in her arms, with a hint of ridicule in her eyes.

Lin Yiyang paused suddenly, and it took a long time before he said.

"Hmm...... Junior sister's swordsmanship...... It's still pretty good. ”