On the second day after Zhao Wu'an returned to the mountain, An Qing dragged An Guangmao to Jiuda Temple again.

coincided with the tenth vacation, and An Guangmao didn't mind accompanying his daughter out for a walk. It's just that the daughter who has always hated the smell of green smoke in Buddhism, when did she become so interested in the temple?

Walking through the main gate of Jiuda Temple, An Qing saw a tiger-headed little novice, who was running around in the temple, and when he saw someone coming, he immediately followed the example of the senior brothers and put his hands together and chanted a Buddha horn softly.

At this time, there are already many good men and women in Jiuda Temple, most of them enter the Daxiong Treasure Hall from the righteous path, and bow all the way to the past. An Qing scratched her neck and said to An Guangmao: "Dad, I'll go to the backyard to have a look." ”

If you don't go to the main hall, you will go straight to the backyard as soon as you come. An Guangmao realized what his daughter's purpose was here, recalling that his daughter went to Yangzhou alone before, and after she came back, she was full of Zhao Jushi, which really made her father worried.

Seeing that An Guangmao did not react, An Qing turned around and ran to the backyard.

An Guangmao stood in place and sighed.

Xiao Shami Debing stepped forward, lowered his eyebrows understandingly, and asked, "Does the donor have something on his mind?" ”

As he spoke, he handed out the three sticks of incense that were tied into a bundle.

An Guangmao, who was carrying his heart and fear, saw it, and did not shirk it, took the incense, and lit it on the fire of the big incense burner in front of the court. Pray for a glimmer of fire in front of the incense.

An Guangmao inserts the incense into the furnace. The green smoke curls and ethereals, seemingly unhuman.

I hope An Qing can regain her heart as soon as possible, and don't have any feelings for Zhao Wu'an, a Buddhist layman.

De Bing clasped his hands together: "Fifty Wen." Amitabha. ”

An Guangmao: "......"

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The door was closed, and the curtains were drawn. In the dim meditation room, Zhao Wu'an pinched the sword trick in his hand, the tip of his forehead sweated like a shower of raindrops, and the six swords in front of him were suspended.

"Magpie stepping on branches. Zhao Wu'an called lightly.

A crane-winged light flying sword circled the meditation room.

"Picking mulberries. ”

The murderous sword also circled the meditation room.

Then, as Zhao Wu'an opened his mouth and called over one by one, six flying swords flew low in the meditation room, resonating with each other, as if they were reunited by close friends.

Zhao Wu'an always watched the every move of the six flying swords. Condense the strength of the whole body in the dantian, and then connect the qi to the sword body by the fingertips, so as to achieve the point of controlling the flying sword, and now the six swords are out together, and Zhao Wu'an's internal force is almost instantly exhausted.

He didn't have to work so hard. Even Luo Jianqi only practiced the ability of six swords after stepping into the first product.

But Zhao Wu'an couldn't wait.

Dailou Duyun went to Liuye Villa in person, which is the most intuitive manifestation of Miao Jiang's attempt to set foot in the Central Plains. However, there was a-for-tat confrontation between the Miao and Han tribes, and Zhao Wuan couldn't manage it even if he wanted to.

Zhao Wu'an couldn't wait to fight to the death with Dailou Duyun.

When he was young, he realized that the pursuit of the Black Cloud Society was close at hand, so in order not to drag down the people in Miao Jiang, Zhao Wu'an decided to leave the Dailou family and go all the way north, but was pressed by Dailou Duyun everywhere. As long as it was a woman who had a relationship with Zhao Wu'an, she was poisoned by Dailou Duyun.

Because of Zhao Wu'an's invulnerable body cultivated in Miao Jiang, Dai Lou Duyun could even be poisoned recklessly, and there was no need to scruple at all, because ordinary poisons could not hurt Zhao Wu'an at all.

Twenty-nine lives, for Zhao Wu'an, are a painful memory that hangs in his heart at any time.

To avenge these people, Zhao Wu'an must defeat Dai Lou Duyun.

However, Dai Lou Duyun is an unborn genius demon, and his cultivation has not reached the first grade, but he can easily defeat any first-grade master with reliable poison and stealth skills. Only by cultivating diligently can Zhao Wuan have a chance of winning.

With the gentle swing of Zhao Wu'an's sword technique, the six swords sometimes merged into a line, curling and circling like a long dragon, and sometimes all of them suddenly scattered, rotating rapidly around his body, drawing a shallow streamer that was enough to wrap him tightly.

But Zhao Wu'an also noticed that his internal strength would be exhausted in less than a stick of incense.

The art of sword control is not easy, on top of the double sword, each additional sword, the consumption of internal force is doubled. The six swords came out together, which was still too reluctant for the current Zhao Wu'an.

What's more, Aunt Lin once had a precept that unless she comprehended the sword intent of Luo Shen, she couldn't use six swords at once.

Zhao Wu'an couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The supreme mystery of Luo Shen's swordsmanship, the awe-inspiring sword intent of the giant sword Luo Shenfu, how can it be so easy, it can be understood if it is said to be thorough.

The sword was withdrawn one by one, and Zhao Wu'an let out a breath of turbidity. He got up from the side of the bed and opened the door to the meditation room.

A girl in red with delicate eyebrows and eyes was standing at the door, looking at him worriedly.

Zhao Wu'an was stunned for a long time: "Why did you come here?"

An Qing panicked, her eyes dodged, and she said casually: "Dad wants to come to worship the Buddha and ask for a promotion." You see, Su Qinghe has been promoted to the head of the two Zhejiang. ”

Zhao Wu'an couldn't cry or laugh: "Su Qinghe is the head catcher, and he is demoted." Your father, An Guangmao, doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas at all. ”

An Qing cut off, raised her head and closed her eyes and said, "I'll come to see you, okay!"

Zhao Wu'an sighed twice: "You are really idle." ”

An Qing looked at the young man angrily.

Zhao Wu'an narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were tired and lazy.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and Zhao Wu'an is indeed still the same. An Qing didn't know why, but recently she wanted to see him more and more. On the way to Jiuda Temple, there seemed to be a thousand words that were so anxious to say to Zhao Wu'an, and his heart was almost jumping out of his chest, but now that he really saw it, his heart calmed down.

The silence between the two did not last long, and a monk wearing a Xuanzhi Antuohui came over scratching his bald head.

"That...... Zhao Wu'an, a few uncles are back, do you want to go and see them?" the monk seemed a little embarrassed.

Zhao Wu'an was stunned: "Are you talking about a few uncles who went to Shudi?"

On Chinese New Year's Eve last year, the monks of Shu Land Ten Wishes, who had been silent for many years, suddenly reappeared in the rivers and lakes and announced to the monks of the world that they would debate the scriptures in Shu and invite all the accomplished monks in the world to come and debate the scriptures.

Jiuda Temple is a famous temple in the world, although it was not long since it was built, but after all, it was the incense holy place that had received the distant kings and ministers as the Great Song Dynasty Temple, and it was really impossible to say that it was not possible to come forward on this grand event. Therefore, among the seven abbots in the temple, six went to Shu to participate in the debate.

It was precisely because of these abbots who all went down the mountain and the lack of manpower in the temple that Zhao Wu'an, a layman, was forced to go to Qingdi Township to spend his time.

The monk in Xuanyi nodded and said excitedly: "The letter said that several senior abbots had already arrived at the foot of the mountain last night, and they set off at noon today, so they should be almost there now." That one...... Zhao Wu'an, I know you and the abbot...... It's a little wrong, but everyone has lived in the same temple for so long, so I still went to meet a few uncles...... Right?"

Uncle Hongning has always been like this, obviously it is a matter of course, but he has to put on a helpless and even low voice.

Zhao Wuan smiled: "I will go." ”

"That's good, that's good. Hong Ning showed a magnanimous smile, waved his hand at Zhao Wu'an, glanced at the girl in front of him, and quickly looked away, walking away while twisting the Buddha beads.

It was only a few days after Zhao Wu'an came back, and he was blocked at the door by girls. Alas, the abbot said it well, the red face is misleading, pity Zhao Wu'an is such a good seedling.

Hongning pronounced the Buddha's horn with a lost face.

Seeing Hongning go away, Zhao Wu'an looked back at An Qing: "What's the matter?" I have something to do now, do you still want to block here?"

An Qing Nunu mouthed, wanted to speak and stopped, but said indignantly: "I have something to ask you!"

"What else do you want to ask? The causes and consequences of Willow Leaf Villa have been explained clearly to you, isn't it?" Zhao Wu'an said lightly.

Originally, it was not easy to keep An Qing secret, plus this girl had been staying out of the matter, and Zhao Wu'an didn't want her to be curious and broke in, so everything that could be said was basically explained to An Qing clearly. How Hu Buxi entered the realm of a product, and how Tu Mi and Dailou Sangyu went, Zhao Wuan did not lie.

Even Xie Hui's life, Zhao Wuan took the trouble to tell An Qing. This is a big burden for him.

An Qing said distressedly: "I went back and thought about it carefully, what you said was very strange." You told me that the matter of Willow Leaf Villa was set up by people in the righteous path of the rivers and lakes to covet the secret treasure of Willow Leaf Villa. But why did the Black Cloud Society cooperate with Lu Quance? According to what you say...... Isn't it true that half of the rivers and lakes today are all muddy waters?"

It seems that after the separation, An Qing has not let go.

Zhao Wu'an wanted to nod in approval, but in this way, wouldn't it make An Qing completely lose her yearning for this colorful rivers and lakes in her heart?

The Black Cloud Society is here for Jialan Anxulie, and even Lu Quance is just a pawn used by Xie Hui, who is in the game, and is sold and helps count the silver money. How could he tell An Qing about this kind of thing?

Once his identity is revealed, the An family will not be able to escape. This is tantamount to digging your own grave.

However, although Xie Hui knew his true identity, he did not directly take his head, but took away Tu Mi, the little Taoist aunt of Kunlun Mountain. What kind of conspiracy there is, he still hasn't figured it out.

Jialan Anxulie, said to be the second prince, is actually just a hostage given up by the defeated Leaf Creation State, whether there is or not, what is the importance of the Black Cloud Society who wants to subvert the two dynasties?

An Qing, who was distressed, was still chattering: "If you just want Liuye Villa to be destroyed by the inside and outside, at most send someone to sneak in directly, why do you deliberately sell the beauty and kill it, and then create a theft case through the hands of Liu Siye? Besides, even if you disguise the case and don't cause any deaths, you won't necessarily take over, right? Their target ...... Isn't it you?"

Zhao Wu'an's eyes were stained with a faint shadow, and he didn't answer.

An Qing, who had been waiting for his response, didn't get the explanation she wanted, she was so angry that her teeth itched, she suddenly stepped forward and pushed Zhao Jushi hard, Zhao Wu'an shook her body, and she herself was pushed backwards and took a step back.

"You're really ...... It's too dangerous. An Qing gritted her teeth and stepped back, "I don't know at all...... What you're thinking, you can't see through at all...... Who are you. ”

Zhao Wu'an was stunned, wanting to say something, but he couldn't speak for a while.

However, when he saw the deep doubt in An Qing's eyes, he was relieved all of a sudden. yes, what a familiar look, he has always come from this kind of look.

Doubt, fear, retreat, everyone around Zhao Wu'an is like this. If you have to say that there are exceptions, maybe only Dailou Sangyu and Hu Buxi. I know all about his past, and I still accompany him.

An Qing is just a little girl born and raised in Qingdi's hometown, how can he place hopes on her and hope that she will understand him?

Zhao Wu'an grabbed the lanyard of the sword box, picked it up on his back, and went straight to the dining room, passing by An Qing.

The warm winter sun is melting, and Zhao Wu'an's words float gently in the air like catkins.

"Yes, from beginning to end, I was dangerous, mysterious, unpredictable, and incomprehensible. ”

His voice was as languid as ever.