In front of the court, there are sycamores, and hibiscus is opened at the water's edge.

The autumn breeze is bleak, which makes Yujing City a little more cool.

It is the Mid-Autumn Festival, the noble family is decorated with the pavilion, and the people compete to occupy the restaurant to play the moon, and the silk fence is boiling. Residents near the inner courtyard, hearing the sound of the sheng pole at night, as if outside the clouds. Children in Luli, playing all night. The night market is Khotan, as for the know.

From the royal family of the Son of Heaven to the poor cloth clothes, in this Mid-Autumn Festival, they celebrate in their own way, and this lively scene is fascinating.

The dark river is very bright decorated by the water lanterns of the common people of every household, and a river of lights is shining with people, accompanying people to have fun until they understand.

Krathongs float on the water, dotting the waterways like the Milky Way in the sky.

The stars are dotted, lighting up the Mid-Autumn Festival night and illuminating people's hearts.

In the night market decorated with lanterns, there are countless delicacies and all kinds of strange gadgets, which are even more popular with children.

The most interesting thing is that there is also the juggling of dance teams and vendors, which adds to the atmosphere of the night market.

Under the bright moonlight, people are dressed beautifully, and they are in groups, or they visit the market, or they go boating and cruising on the river, or they go upstairs to watch the moonlight, and they talk and laugh.

At the end of the night market, a young couple is approaching, the man is wearing a white robe, his appearance is delicate, and his eyes are bright and bright, which is difficult to forget at a glance.

The woman is wearing a light blue dress, with bright eyes, delicate facial features, a smile as if she came out of a painting, and she is also holding a rabbit-shaped lantern in her hand.

These two people are not outsiders, they are An Jing and Zhao Qingmei.

An Jing looked at the scene around him, and couldn't help but say, "Madam, we haven't been out to play together for a long time." ”

"Hmm."

Zhao Qingmei looked at the lantern in front of her, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Dongluo Pass is far outside the plug, although the Mid-Autumn Festival is lively, but naturally it is not as busy as this jade capital, and the flowers are full of flowers.

The fireworks in the world are the most soothing to the hearts of mortals.

Under such a noisy environment, the hearts of the two calmed down.

At this moment, an old man walked over quickly with a grass target, and said with a warm smile: "This uncle, do you want a sugar gourd, ten cents a string, not sweet, no money." ”

An Jing glanced at the old man's grass target and said, "Then bring me a bunch of non-sweet ones." ”

The old man's smile gradually froze: "......."

Zhao Qingmei glared at An Jing from the side and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense, get me a bunch." ”

As he spoke, he took out ten cents from his purse and handed it to the old man.

"Okay!"

The old man collected the money and praised again and again: "This girl is so beautiful, I have never seen such a beautiful person as a girl in my life, it is not a fairy who fell from the sky." ”

Zhao Qingmei couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, "The old man is really joking." ”

An Jing pursed his lips beside him and said, "Old-fashioned, I said this many years ago. ”

The old man ignored An Jing, and praised Zhao Qingmei vigorously, a fairy, a female bodhisattva, and a female bodhisattva on weekdays.

In the end, Zhao Qingmei handed over the grass target and lantern to An Jing, tasted the sugar gourd in her hand, and said with a smile: "Husband, then I will trouble you." ”

"This old boy is relaxed."

An Jing could only watch the old man leave like a wild horse, and he could only resign himself to carrying the grass target.

Suddenly, he felt the old man's back give him a familiar feeling, so familiar that he seemed to have seen it somewhere.

An Jing muttered to himself: "No, with my memory, it is absolutely impossible to remember wrong, if I have seen it somewhere, I must have seen it." ”

Zhao Qingmei walked in front, glanced back at An Jing, who was muttering, and said, "Go faster." ”

An Jing followed up, "The little one is coming." ”

Zhao Qingmei gently licked the icing on the sugar gourd, and said, "Wang Yue is missing, as well as his daughter and daughter. ”

When An Jing heard this, his brows suddenly furrowed slightly, "It seems that this Wang Yangsheng and Wang Yue are inextricably linked, and he was able to wake up from the stone, obviously Wang Yue used some kind of secret method." ”

At the bottom of the Shenxin Lake of the Blue River Sect, An Jing saw Wang Yangsheng in the stone, and Wang Yue was also very strange, and he had been busy with many things since then, so he didn't investigate.

Maybe he had gone to investigate this matter earlier, and maybe Wang Yangsheng would not have been resurrected.

However, Wang Yue is indeed very restrained and low-key, since he took charge of the power of the Blue River Sect, the Blue River Sect, which was once one of the seven major factions of Great Yan, began to close the mountain, and the disciples of the Blue River Sect also disappeared in the rivers and lakes, and rarely walked around the rivers and lakes.

Originally, An Jing thought that Wang Yue was just trying to protect the Blue River Sect, after all, with his strength at that time, it was difficult to compete with other Jianghu sects, and now it seems that all this is just another plan, and he is making a bigger move in the next step.

Zhao Qingmei said: "Wang Yangsheng will come again." ”

"Will be back for sure."

An nodded and said: "But now that there is a hip-hop Buddha in Longquan Temple, if Wang Yangsheng really goes, then it is not something I should worry about." ”

Zhao Qingmei said slowly: "They all want to lock the leyline spirit in the dragon well,"

Nowadays, many masters are trying their best to break the forbidden lock Longjing, so that the shackles of heaven and earth disappear, so that the aura of heaven and earth can be restored, so as to quickly improve their cultivation, and among them, the masters of the great master realm all want to seize the spirit of the leyline.

The leyline spirit is the only way for the Great Grandmaster to break through the shackles, but now that the vein spirit is infected by evil qi and tortured, what should they do if they get the leyline spirit?

Suddenly, An Jing seemed to think of something, "Do you think that because the spirit of the leyline is infected by the evil qi, this will have a chance?" ”

There are two ways to break through the Great Grandmaster, one is to kill the spirit of the leyline, and the other is to integrate the spirit of the leyline into oneself, and the spirit of the leyline is illusory, and it seems that the true qi is difficult to hurt in the slightest.

And if you let the leyline spirit integrate into yourself, it is tantamount to suicide, which seemed almost impossible in the past, but now that the vein spirit is infected by the evil qi, will it change the mind of the leyline spirit in the slightest?

"Possibly."

Zhao Qingmei's eyes also flashed with a glimmer of light, "After the Qianqiu Immortal severely injured Zhao Zhiwu, there was no next move, obviously waiting for something, most likely waiting for the spirit of the leyline to be completely impregnated by the evil qi." ”

An Jing said solemnly: "Once the spirit of the leyline is completely impregnated by the evil qi, then in the end, the spirit of the leyline is out of trouble, and what is released is the evil qi. ”

The two glanced at each other, and there was a hint of abruptness in their eyes.

In their words and deeds, it is as if they have discovered a huge secret.

These Great Grandmasters were all waiting, they were waiting for the leyline spirit to be unable to withstand this pressure, and then get this leyline spirit to impact the Great Grandmaster.

Hip-hop Buddha is like this, and so is the immortal people of Qianqiu, maybe Wang Yangsheng sealed himself for this reason.

Throughout the ages, many masters have not been able to cut off the leyline spirit, and all they can think of is to force this leyline spirit to voluntarily integrate into themselves.

In this way, there will definitely be one person who can be promoted to the level of the Grand Master at that time.

But what kind of changes will happen to this leyline spirit infected by the evil qi and merge into the physical body?

Is this a good thing or a bad thing for the world?

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

Zhao Qingmei gently took An Jing's hand and said, "Now what I'm most worried about is Zongzheng Huachun. ”

Originally, there was a big battle between An Jing and Zongzheng Huachun in the Houjin Royal Court, ending all the grievances between the previous Demon Sect and Houjin and Dayan, but he didn't expect the sudden death of Zhao Zhiwu, the emperor of Dayan, which completely disrupted An Jing's plan.

Zongzheng Huachun is the pinnacle of the Five Qi Grandmaster, and he has also obtained a great opportunity to integrate the idea of a wisp of the spirit of the earth's leylines into himself, if he finds a person closest to the Great Grandmaster among the many Five Qi Grandmasters in the world, then this person must be Zongzheng Huachun.

"This time, I tried a few tricks with Wang Yangsheng, which gave me an understanding of the strength of the Great Grandmaster."

An Jing said in a condensed voice: "Wang Yangsheng has already taken out most of his strength, almost only a few hole cards have not been played, and the great grandmaster is indeed very strong. ”

This time, An Jing and Wang Yangsheng faced off, and it seemed that they did not fall into the disadvantage, but they also did not have an advantage.

If he was able to defeat a desperate great master, it would be an exaggeration, after all, a desperate duel and a competition are completely different.

In the duel of masters, the mood is very important.

Especially the duel between An Jing and Zongzheng Huachun is related to the life and death of the two, as well as to the Demon Sect, Houjin, Dayan, and the entire north of the world.

Zongzheng Huachun was defeated, and the fall of Houjin was only in the morning and night, if An Jing was defeated, then the world was still in chaos, and even Houjin got a respite, and then a powerful counterattack on Dayan, when Dayan suffered from the enemy, the overall situation of the world may really be as some people expected before.

In such a state of mind, who can burst out with greater power?

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 a lot of pressure on An Jing, and said, "At present, there is not much hope for Zongzheng Huachun to break through to the Great Grandmaster. ”

"Hopefully."

An Jing smiled lightly and said, "By the way, what did you say last time the Yongan Emperor left him?" ”

Zhao Xuening left Zhao Qingmei on the pretext, and Zhao Qingmei came back very late that night, and the two must have said something in private.

Zhao Qingmei seemed to think of something, and snorted lightly, "If you don't say it, I forgot about it, the Yongan Emperor ......"

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

"Madame, you're too sensitive."

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

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

"yes, the moon is so big."

Zhao Qingmeiyu's hand was gently placed on An Jing's arm, and then she spun it vigorously, and said with a smile: "Yes-no-yes?" ”

An Jingteng's head was in a cold sweat, "Madam, are you still using your true anger?" ”

Zhao Qingmei didn't have the slightest strength in this hand, and even used her true qi, and she didn't talk about martial arts at all.

"Look! Fireworks! ”

"What beautiful fireworks!"

..........

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

An Jing and Zhao Qingmei also looked up.

There are fireworks in the night sky overhead, blooming in the black sky, fighting for a lifetime, just for this moment of splendor, fireworks are easy to cold, and the morning is instantly withering......

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

An Jing couldn't help but turn his head to look, that delicate and picturesque face was much better than fireworks, his bright eyes reflected the fireworks in the sky, and his pupils reflected the glittering eyes.

Zhao Qingmei subconsciously clenched An Jing's palm, "Let's go, go back." ”

An Jing smiled, carried the grass target and said, "Let's go, go back to eat moon cakes, I can't wait." ”

Zhao Qingmei sneered: "Can't wait to eat the mooncakes she gave you?" ”

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, yesterday the Yongan Emperor specially sent a box of hand-made moon cakes.

It's really a pot that can't be opened!

An Jing secretly said badly, and said with a dry smile: "Of course not, we can not eat ....."

Zhao Qingmei said lightly: "Eat, why don't you eat it, I haven't tasted the moon cakes made by the emperor himself." ”

An Jing only felt that his scalp was numb, and his steps became extremely slow, "Madam, why don't we stop eating moon cakes, stir-fry two dishes and drink some wine." ”

This mooncake can't be eaten.

"It's nice to have some drink."

Zhao Qingmei said faintly: "If you don't love me one day, I'll make you a snack." ”

An Jing asked, "What appetizer?" ”

"What kind of appetizer are you asking?"

Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing and raised her eyebrows, and asked, "Why don't you love me?" ”

When An Jing heard this, he sighed in his heart, and hurriedly explained: "Madam, you listen to my explanation, I will always love you, so I have never considered not loving you, this matter is not valid at all, so I automatically skipped this sentence." ”

Zhao Qingmei glanced at An Jing, "You are more quibble than anyone in the world." ”

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

A woman wants to know from a man that she still loves him, even if she herself knows that the man loves her very much, even if she knows that this is just some dispensable love words.

Zhao Qingmei said arrogantly: "Don't, I will barely believe you today." ”

An Jing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then asked curiously, "Madam, why do you want to cook a dish for me, what kind of dish do you want to make?" ”

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

An Jing was puzzled and said, "Chicken stewed mushrooms? ”

Is there anything special about this dish?

At first glance, it doesn't sound special, but is it a big supplement?

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

“.......”

.........

The lights of the city decorate the Yujing City like a fairyland.

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

The lanterns hung by the rich can be several feet high, delicate and beautiful, and the lanterns of the palace are 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 Festival lantern feast in the palace has an excellent atmosphere and is in full swing.

At this time, the civil and military officials will try their best to please the emperor, the emperor, there are Confucian scholars to write poems, there are military generals to dance swords to help the fun, all in all, the palace is extremely lively and noisy.

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

Zhao Xuening asked: "Ming Gong, the moon is really round tonight, is it like this in the past Mid-Autumn Festival?" ”

The white-eyed eunuch leaned over and said, "It's all so round." ”

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

Today's people don't see the ancient times and the moon, but this month once looked like the ancients.

The people of the past and the people of the future, they lived in different times and different worlds, but they all shone on the same moon and grew on the same land.

Zhao Xuening said softly: "I hope that next year's moon can still be like this." ”

The white-eyed eunuch said slowly: "It must be possible." ”

"I'm a little tired."

Zhao Xuening glanced at the fireworks overhead, slowly stood up and walked towards the dormitory.

She is now the human emperor of Dayan, and tens of thousands of people in Dayan rely on her, she is the heaven of Dayan, and she is also the pillar of Dayan.

She doesn't have anything to rely on, so she is on her own.

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

Zhao Xuening's steps are not hurried or slow, and he is calm.

The civil and military officials present hurriedly knelt on the ground and sent the emperor away.

The white-eyed eunuch looked at the back and felt extremely familiar, not familiar with the back, but familiar with the silent loneliness.

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

..........

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

After Emperor Yong'an ascended the throne, the Dayan Dynasty entered a brief period of peace, but soon the armies of Zhao continued to move north, and the armies of the two sides confronted each other at Baigu Mountain in Liangping.

This White Bone Mountain is the burial place of hundreds of thousands of military souls of the Zhou Dynasty, and the jade seal of Anjing was obtained here, and with hundreds of thousands of military souls entering the capital, this place finally returned to normal.

When the army of Zhao State was in the coup d'état of the Great Yan Dynasty, they persuaded Ping Ding Hou to surrender, but they were all dragged down by Ping Ding Hou, and then because of Zhao State's own civil strife, coupled with the frustration of Hou Jin, Zhao State did not want to fight to the death with Yan State, so that other people could benefit, so they never launched their full strength.

Now that the new emperor of the Dayan Dynasty has ascended the throne, the situation in Dayan is becoming more and more stable, and Houjin has become a shrinking turtle, not to mention going south, now he can only be trapped in the royal court, and the Nanban is also the grass on the wall, the wind blows to that side, and it falls to that side, if it does not show a certain strong strength, even the Nanban will turn the gun to Zhao State.

Therefore, for the sake of the overall situation, Zhao State began to launch a fierce attack on Yan State, and for this reason, Xiao Qianqiu, the national teacher, also returned to Nanhua Mountain to confront the lord of Nanban.

When the lord of the Southern Barbarians learned that Xiao Qianqiu had lost to the ghost swordsman of Yujing City, he was even more frightened at this moment, and he didn't dare to act rashly again.

He is very aware of Xiao Qianqiu's strength, if the two face him, he is definitely not Xiao Qianqiu's opponent, but Xiao Qianqiu lost to the ghost swordsman, from which you can see the gap between the two.

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

Wait and see the changes, sit and watch the situation in the world, this is the way of survival of Nanban.

The next big battle that will change the situation in the world is undoubtedly the battle between Zongzheng Huachun and the ghost swordsman, and everyone is looking forward to this big battle.

This seems to be a duel between the two, but behind it is Houjin, Dayan and the Demon Sect, who wins and who loses may be related to the situation in the world, not only Houjin, Dayan, and even Nanban.

Moreover, the competition between the two is likely to involve the land immortals who have not appeared in the world for a long time, so the lord of the Southern Barbarians is very concerned about this battle.

Not only the lord of the Southern Barbarians, but everyone in the world is watching, waiting for a big war related to the world.

As time passed, the big war was getting closer and closer.

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

An Jing is practicing in retreat in the secret room, looking for the mystery of breaking through the seventh realm, his cultivation has just broken through to the five qi, and the next realm is the great grandmaster, it is extremely difficult to break through again, if you want to make rapid progress in strength, there are only two, one is to reach the seventh realm of the sword, and the other is to reach the point of the unity of heaven and man.

Compared with the latter, An Jing felt that his comprehension of kendo was more inclined to the seventh realm.

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

The vastness of the Immortal Dao Sword was still above the Holy Dao Sword, so if you wanted to reach the seventh realm, it would be even more difficult.

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

"Husband, Senior Nan may not be able to do it, I want to go back to Youshan."

An Jing got up and walked out of the secret room when he heard this, only to see Zhao Qingmei standing outside the door with an anxious face.

Zhao Qingmei took a deep breath and said: "The cultivation of the southern seniors has been transferred to me, coupled with the excessive consumption of Jing Yuan, and the two top masters of Qianqiu Immortal and Hip Ha Buddha have fought one after another, and the deadline is almost approaching, I am afraid that my life will not be long in coming." ”

An Jing was silent for a long time when he heard this, "Then you can go back and have a look first." ”

Last time, he could see that Nangong Weiping was indeed dying, and only the blood of Chenghuang could allow her to survive and renew her lifespan, but the cloud tower where Chenghuang was located was where the immortal people of Qianqiu were located.

An Jing and Zhao Qingmei broke into the Cloud Tower, and they may not be the opponents of the immortal.

This great grandmaster is the strongest master in the ages who has slashed several great grandmasters, if it weren't for the old illness at this moment, I'm afraid he would have been killed in Yujing City long ago.

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

"Okay."

An Jing nodded heavily, "I'll go back soon." ”

Zhao Qingmei pursed her lips and said, "Remember to be careful, I will let him assist you in the capital." ”

An Jing smiled faintly, "Don't worry." ”

Then the two chatted a few more words, and Zhao Qingmei simply cleaned up and left directly.

Not long after Zhao Qingmei left, Li Fuzhou also hurriedly walked over, "Uncle, the enlightenment of Buddhism is here." ”

An Jing laughed when he heard this, "Oh? Is he here again? Are you looking for Han Wenxin's kid?"

Since Fa Wu knew that Han Wenxin wanted to return to the world and join the Demon Sect, he often came to the stronghold of the Demon Sect to look for Han Wenxin, but Han Wenxin may be suffocated, and he is often nostalgic for the Qinglou Painting Boat, and it is rare for Fa Wu to come, and his heart to join the Demon Sect is very firm, no matter what Fa Wu says, he is not willing to worship in Buddhism anymore.

Li Fuzhou said slowly: "It's not, he said that Hip Ha Buddha wants to see you." ”