It rained heavily for half a day and a night, and it didn't stop until the next morning, and the clouds cleared in the afternoon.

A rainbow hangs in the sky, which is very beautiful; The sky is as blue as a wash, and there is no end to it.

Zhao Jingyang meditated all night, and the blockage and fullness in his body were a little slighter, so he planned to get up and leave Guo Bei.

Although he only threw one punch yesterday, and the strength used was less than 12/12, he still almost ran away, and finally pressed it; It's hard to do it, and it's really helpless.

The depth and breadth of the realm of the Martial Saint are beyond people's imagination.

Let's just say that the stage of the ancestral knot 306, the gap between those who have completed and those who have not finished, those who have just begun and those who will end, is like cloud mud.

For example, Zhao Jingyang, if all the three hundred and six ancestral knots are opened, regardless of the others, his own basic quality alone is countless times stronger than before he opened the knot.

If all the acupuncture points are cultivated to perfection, then the gap will be even greater.

Two to the third and sixtyth power.

Such depth and breadth, put into some worlds, can not be divided into seventeen or eighteen realms?

What's more, he solidifies his innate wonders and grows all the time. The growth of the basic quality at all times, accompanied by the power bonus of the sect, don't look at Zhao Jingyang's difficulty now, but once he provokes the hair and explodes on the spot, the power that erupts is enough to shock the earth.

It's not a good thing to be a mere dryad.

Cultivating this thing is not about getting more powerful the longer you get older. Time is only one of the factors that make the powerful strong; Methods, resources, talents, and so on are all factors that make a strong person powerful, and their importance is not inferior to the time factor, and may even exceed the time factor.

The ancient are not necessarily strong.

In the end, the Dryad is only a thousand years old.

Just as he was about to make the trip, someone came from outside Lanruo Temple.

But he is a man like a man, with hair like steel needles, angry eyes like fire, burly and strong, and very fierce.

But when it comes to talking, it is polite.

"Sir, please." This man hugged his fists and said, "Yan Chixia, the chief catcher of the 26th Prefecture of Lower Jiangnan Province, was ordered to track down the Jiangnan Provincial Patrol and Lord Yu Shi Nie for plotting against him. Dare to ask sir, what happened here?"

He looked at the Lanruo Temple, which was only half left, and the disappeared back mountain, and he was very confused.

Zhao Jingyang heard that he was Yan Chixia, and he couldn't help but be interested.

He said, "You are here to investigate the rebellion of the Jiangnan Provincial Governor according to the imperial history?"

Yan Chixia said, "Yes."

said: "This eucalyptus is quite suspicious, entrusted by Master Fu of the Criminal Department, I followed the traces of Lord Nie and came all the way to Guobei."

paused: "It's just that when I arrived in Guobei yesterday, it was pouring heavy rain, and I had to go into the city to rest."

Speaking of this, he was suddenly stunned for a moment.

reacted - how could you face this person, as if you couldn't hold anything, and said it all in one go?

I couldn't help but ring the alarm bell in my heart, and I immediately became vigilant.

Seeing this, Zhao Jingyang stroked his palms and smiled: "The spicy hand judge, it really deserves its reputation. It's very human to be able to react so quickly."

Yan Chixia took a step back, pressed the knife against each other, and said in a deep voice, "Who is Sir?"

Zhao Jingyang waved his hand: "Don't be like this."

He said, "Lord Nie, whom you want to track, died yesterday. At the gate of this Lanruo Temple, someone was beheaded." ….

He said, "It's a group of soldiers, people in the army. Even the Nie family you are tracking, and the whole door of this Lanruo Temple, were all killed by him."

"Yesterday there were hundreds of soldiers, and it shouldn't be difficult to find out their whereabouts. Besides, the man has been killed, and sooner or later the news will come out, and if you inquire carefully, you will know that what I say is true."

Yan Chixia listened, was dumbfounded for a long time, and then fell into despair.

I only heard him muttering in a low voice, "Lord Nie is honest and honest, and he is a good official!" How can they do that!"

His voice contained fire, getting louder and louder: "Lord Nie is the governor of Jiangnan Province, the second rank of the imperial history; Killing them without judgment is hateful! There must be grievances here, and I must find out

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After saying that, turn around and leave.

Zhao Jingyang said: "Wait, I have a word, or I can hear it."

Yan Chixia paused and turned around: "Please give me advice."

Zhao Jingyang said: "Lord Nie, the second grade master, kill if you say kill, the water here is as deep as an abyss, you are a total catcher, even if you find it, what can you do?"

Yan Chixia was stunned and speechless.

Zhao Jingyang said again: "When the time comes, you may not be able to do it. This world is filthy, and there is no room for innocence."

Yan Chixia sighed: "There is justice in the world, and there is always bright light!"

Zhao Jingyang smiled, "That's not easy."

But his voice changed: "But I can show you a clear way."

Yan Chixia said, "Mr. teach me!"

Zhao Jingyang said: "The justice you want, you alone, it is difficult. You may wish to keep it in your heart, and when you find countless like-minded people who are like-minded with you, gather the strength of more people, and work together, you can prove justice."

He also said, "The belief in the creation of the world needs to be supported by the power of one hand. When the rules are twisted and don't support you, you have to have your own power."

As he spoke, Zhao Jingyang snapped his fingers, and a bright light flew out and landed in front of Yan Chixia: "This Prison Sutra, you may be able to practice one or two."

He threw out a few more books, that is, XX Thought and XX Doctrine, and said, "The Prison Sutra enhances the power in your hands, and these books increase the power in your heart."

Yan Chixia hurriedly took these books, her eyes fell on the bright light hovering in front of her, and her expression was slightly hesitant in surprise.

And Zhao Jingyang had already passed by him and walked down the mountain.

This counts as a spark to sprinkle with your hands.

The Prison Scripture evolved from the Divine Elephant Prison Scripture; It is not as advanced as the Divine Elephant Prison, but it is more modest and easier to get started; After all, the Divine Elephant Prison is unfathomable, and few people can cultivate the fire when they are idle.

Although the Suppression of Prison Sutra is mediocre compared to it, the difficulty of cultivation has been reduced by more than a thousand times.

If you are successful in the cultivation of the Prison Suppression Sutra, you will also have the opportunity to transfer to the Divine Elephant Prison Suppression Sutra, after all, the two come from the same source.

What Zhao Jingyang passed on to Yan Chixia was only the first volume of the Prison Suppression Sutra, which directly pointed to the authentic martial saint; This exercise is actually a special practice method prepared by Zhao Jingyang for one of the ten departments of the royal court.

Yan Chixia is not only born in the head catcher, but also in the name, but also agrees with it.

And Zhao Jingyang appreciates his temperament, and passes on a volume of him - in the future, this hot-handed judge may not be able to enter the ten departments of the royal court and be the backbone of the first section of the prison.

sprinkled the fire, and Zhao Jingyang sprinkled it away; Only leave Yan Chixia in the wind and hesitate to messy.

After a while, he finally gritted his teeth, crushed the little bit of light that was about to be extinguished, and obtained the practice method of the first volume of the Prison Suppression Sutra - that gentleman seems to be very human, if you want to harm him, how can you beat around the bush?

And Zhao Jingyang shrank under his feet, and when he passed Guobei County, he snatched a donkey from a person who blocked the road and robbed the rivers and lakes, and rode it sideways, all the way to Guobei, through Jinhua, leisurely, and went to the West Lake.

Nineteen generations