The young man behind him hurried slowly, but after all, he was still a step slower.

Ling Tianhou Jiang Zhan pushed the door in, as if he hadn't seen the three people in the meditation hall, his hands behind his back, staring at the golden Buddha statue that was thirty zhang high.

Jiang Xiaoman chased after him, and when he saw that his sixth uncle was not messing around, his heart was relieved.

The young man leaned in front of the door of the meditation hall, stretched out his right hand and put his index finger to his mouth, and made a gesture at Miss Xiao, who was looking at him.

Ji Xiaoyue was still napping, as if she hadn't been affected by anything, and smacked her lips lightly from time to time.

Wei Ran didn't move, his eyes were fixed on the sudden uninvited guest, but when he saw the eyes that were narrower than ordinary people, he was slightly stunned.

These eyes, with a dangerous light hidden in them, are the most breathtaking.

Cultivating like Wei Ran, he could vaguely guess that this middle-aged man in his forties must have practiced a pupil magic since he was a child.

So far, it has been completed.

Even if you don't deliberately look at it, it can make people feel chills all over the body.

He was born as a sergeant and had never been to the hinterland of the Dynasty, let alone the city of Emperor Yan, so he naturally didn't recognize Jiang Zhan.

But at this time, through those eyes, I guessed the identity of this middle-aged man.

The Jiang clan of the Great Xia Supreme has a magical power of pupils, and the Vermilion Bird has passed away.

When practicing to a high level, you can look up at the nine heavens and look down at the nine shadows, and you can spy on all the laws of the world to win people's hearts, and only the children of the descendants can practice.

In this life, there is only one person who has cultivated to the fullest.

The sixth prince of Great Xia, now Ling Tianhou Jiang Zhan.

Although he guessed the identity of the comer, Wei Ran didn't have much awe.

If it is said that the status of the prince of Great Xia is indeed noble, it is not enough for a general who is in charge of the military power on the border of a city to treat it carefully.

Like Wei Ran, the newly rising rookies of the border army in the past 20 years only respect one person and only respect one person.

The left of the sword, the right of the sword, where the order goes, life and death follow.

The only one who can make Jincheng Captain Wei Ran bow down religiously is Jiang Ye, the eighth generation of the town's border military candidate.

Slightly taking his gaze away from Jiang Zhan's eyes, Wei Ran stood in place with a calm face, neither advancing nor retreating.

Jiang Zhan looked up at the Buddha like a bottle of wood sculpture.

And the Buddha, bowing his head slightly, smiled on his lips, as if looking down at him.

Jiang Xiaoman saw that his 'shameless' sixth uncle didn't move, and he didn't move, and leaned quietly on the Zen door.

If it is compared to patience, his patience is excellent, and it is even better than this sixth uncle.

This patience is due to the fact that he practiced guns with Uncle Eleven when he was young.

With one move, you can practice for two years without distractions.

From spring to summer, from autumn to winter, and then into spring and summer.

Outside the meditation hall, there were four people standing.

Jiang Chufeng helped Yun Xiao and stood not far behind the young man.

Farther away, the ghost tiger and Zhan Hai stood side by side.

The new generals and old pawns, the two new and old generals of Xiangcheng, were whispering something to each other.

The voice was very soft, even Wen Xiao and Jiang Chufeng in front of him couldn't hear it too clearly.

Finally, Jiang Zhan moved first.

His steps were light, as if he were afraid of disturbing the little chapel whose head was bobbing and snoring slightly.

Walking in front of the Buddha, he picked up a stick of incense from the incense table, put it on the candle flame and lit it, inserted the Buddha incense emitting a faint smoke into the incense burner in front of him, and bowed down reverently.

After Jiang Zhan knelt down, his left palm pressed on the left side in front of the futon, and his right palm moved from the center to the right side in front of the futon, and the two palms were about six inches apart.

Finally, he slowly kowtowed his head and pressed his forehead between his palms impartially.

"I don't believe in Buddhism, but your sixth aunt does. On weekdays, when I am at home, I will accompany her to worship the Buddha and worship the Buddha" got up, Jiang Zhan folded his hands, smiled softly, and said to the young man behind him: "Your sixth aunt is a stupid woman, every time I pray in front of the Buddha, what I ask for is often me and your cousin, but I forget myself." So every time I went out and met a temple, I had to go and worship, just asking the Buddha to protect her safety and worry-free. ”

Jiang Xiaoman nodded and said softly: "You love Aunt Six very much, so does my father, and he also loves my mother." ”

finally felt that this 'stinky and shameless' sixth child still has some merit.

The men of the Jiang family, although not all of them are infatuated masters who only love one person in their lives.

But loving his wife and spoiling his wife is inherited from the blood.

Starting from the ancestors of the first Holy Emperor of Great Xia, it has remained unchanged since ancient times.

"Lao Jiu, he really loves his younger siblings. At the beginning, despite the opposition of the clan elders, he didn't choose so many pearls in the Five Domains, but married your mother from an unknown origin. Jiang Zhan laughed, slapped his palm lightly three times, and once again bowed to the Buddha statue.

Jiang Xiaoman's brows frowned slightly, what is the unknown origin, his mother is the best woman in the world in the eyes of the young man, and she is worthy of the love of her father in his life.

Fortunately, the chapel was still napping at this time.

Otherwise, if you see it, you should frown with Jiang Xiaoworm.

Standing up straight again, Jiang Zhan folded his hands together, covered the back three fingers of his right hand with the back three fingers of his left hand, and gently touched the thumb and index finger of both hands.

At this time, the posture of his hands is like a budding lotus flower, just like the red clay porcelain lotus enshrined in front of the Buddha, full of peace.

Jiang Zhan spoke softly and continued: "Back then, I went to the Zhou Dynasty in the Western Regions to marry your sixth aunt, but I didn't believe in Buddhism, but I met her because of Buddha. Among the many princes of the Four Domains, she chose me. Therefore, I don't worship the Buddha, and since then I have a bottle Buddha in my heart. ”

Behind him, Jiang Xiaoman's twisted eyebrows gradually calmed down, and he couldn't help scratching his head.

This 'shameless' sixth child doesn't seem to be as bad as he thinks.

Turning around, Jiang Zhan beckoned to his son and said, "Feng'er, come into the meditation hall and bow in front of the Buddha for your mother." ”

Jiang Chufeng agreed, and glanced at the middle-aged scribe beside him.

Wen Xiao smiled slightly, nodded at him, and signaled that he was okay without support.

When he walked past Jiang Xiaoman, Jiang Chufeng looked at his cousin, and his mind moved, wanting to know what kind of woman would make him so protective.

When he entered the meditation hall, he noticed the woman who was kneeling silently in front of the Buddha.

The posture is graceful, but I can't see how the face is when I turn my back to it.

Jiang Chufeng came to his father, took the incense from Jiang Zhan's hand, knelt down, lit it lightly, and inserted it into the incense burner.

After getting up, he glanced slightly to the other side of his body, and finally saw the side face of the girl surnamed Xiao.

It is undeniable that under the quiet candlelight, the side face is indeed extremely beautiful.

The eyebrows and eyes are innocent, and the lips are quiet and shallow, she is really a widow I feel sorry for.

However, after knowing that this woman has the body of a Nine Yin Xuannu, even if Xiao Ying is more beautiful, I am afraid that Jiang Chufeng's heart will not be moved.

Roses are good, but they have thorns, and not everyone can afford them.

Especially, when the thorns on this rose carry a deadly poison.

Jiang Chufeng's mother was originally from a martial arts family in the Western Regions, the martial family that had produced a peerless female emperor Wu Cong.

He naturally knows the horror of this physique, he is only favored, he was born with all the yin veins of his body, and he is a peerless martial arts wizard.

At the same time, he also knows that a woman with such a physique will undoubtedly be a blessing to the people around her before Dacheng.

As soon as he entered the cultivation, he was jealous of the heavens, and the heavenly calamities continued.

The cause and effect of the body is so deep that the relatives and friends around you will also be connected by it, and the closer you are, the deeper the cause and effect.

For example, the ancestor of Wu Cong in the mother's family married two Great Zhou emperors in his life and gave birth to seven sons and eight daughters.

But there are only three people who can really die well.

The rest, including the husband of the first martial arts cultivator, who had already passed the five decays of heaven and man and became immortals, none of them could die well.

And this is all because of the unfathomable catastrophe of the Heavenly Dao.

Thinking of this, Jiang Chufeng couldn't help but look back at his cousin with some sympathy.

Perhaps, he still doesn't know what kind of big cause and effect this girl surnamed Xiao has with him.

Or rather, he already knew, but he insisted on being so indifferent.

Otherwise, she would not have played with her life to prevent herself and her father from entering the temple for such a woman who was born with a catastrophe.

Shaking his head and laughing softly, he secretly said that this little cousin is not very old, but he is also a temperamental!

There is a way that peony flowers die, and ghosts are also romantic.

But I don't know how to be romantic when I am really a ghost.

The so-called romance is just an excuse to stay in the arms of the beloved for a few more moments.

He put his hands together and bowed in front of the Buddha.

Jiang Chufeng slowly walked behind his father, stood quietly, and said no more.

He was deeply influenced by his mother, and he may be able to show off before entering the temple, but after entering the temple, he is quiet and peaceful.

Jiang Zhan glanced at Xiao Ying, who was quietly kneeling at the mahogany table next to him to sort out his pen and ink, and said softly: "Miss Xiao, I am Jiang Xiaoman's sixth uncle, and I am also the current Ling Tianhou of the Great Xia Dynasty, I don't know if you are interested in talking about it?"

Xiao Ying's slender hand holding the tip of the pen couldn't help but tremble, she didn't speak, she pursed her lips and turned to look at the young man behind her, and when she saw Jiang Xiaoman shaking her head at herself, she also shook her head gently at Jiang Zhan.

Jiang Zhan looked back at his nephew, Jiang Xiaoman also looked at him, and the two competed against each other.

"I heard Xiaoman say that your physique is a little special, and a woman with this physique will be a little troublesome. After being silent for a while, Jiang Zhan slowly spoke, looked at Xiao Ying's extremely beautiful face, and said calmly: "In this Southern Region, maybe only my wife can help you solve this trouble!"

Jiang Zhan stopped at the point, and did not say anything, since Jiang Xiaoman deliberately concealed it, he obviously didn't want Xiao Ying to know.

Xiao Ying glanced at the small hall beside her who was still napping, and still shook her head stubbornly.

This sentence fell on Jiang Xiaoman's ears, but it made the young man's mind move, isn't the sixth aunt a member of the Wu clan in the Western Regions.

If there is a way to solve the catastrophe of the Nine Yin Xuannu Heavenly Dao in this southern region, maybe it is really only this 'stinky and shameless' old six mansions.

His eyes looking at Jiang Zhan's back couldn't help but burn, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"Well, got it. ”

Jiang Zhan smiled, not too difficult, and nodded lightly.

Following Xiao Ying's line of sight, he moved his gaze to the side of the girl surnamed Xiao, the little hall whose heart was so big that he was still sleeping soundly at this moment, couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

At this time, because Ji Xiaoyue was kneeling and sitting, her head couldn't help but sway from side to side, her big eyes were slightly closed, and she snored slightly.

This young man who doesn't know his name is actually a very rare boy and girl, with a beautiful and picturesque face, which is not at all like a man.

Although it is not as gentle as Xiao Ying, it has a different playful taste.

If it weren't for the Adam's apple, he would have wondered if this young man would be the girl he was looking for with the Nine Phoenix Destiny and the supreme chance.

Jiang Zhan was not reconciled, his eyes narrowed slightly, and two red flames appeared in the depths of his eyes, staring at Ji Xiaoyue's face.

He knew that there was an elixir in this world that could be swallowed and transformed along with gender.

Such a Illusion Pill is made of precious materials and complex to refine, and the grade is enough to enter the fifth grade or even higher.

In the Five Domains, there has always been no shortage of disguise techniques for incarnating into shapes, but there is a great shortage of elixirs above the fifth grade.

Above the five grades, it is qualified to be called a elixir.

Therefore, there are few Dan masters in the world who are willing to expend their energy and energy to refine the Illusion Pill that can only transform into a body and has no other use.

Just because you're unwilling to refine doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

For example, there is a little girl who wants to explore the rivers and lakes, and there happens to be an elder of the Great Dan Master who is good at refining pills, and she is worried that her daughter will be in danger when she goes out.

And after swallowing this illusion pill, only with a clever pupil magic can you see through the true body.

It just so happened that Jiang Zhanzheng was good at such a high-level pupil technique that could be called peerless.

The two flames in those eyes were like substances, and they conjured out from their pupils and jumped straight towards Ji Xiaoyue.

After a long time, Jiang Zhan didn't seem to find anything, and in the end he could only take back the pupil magic power in a sneering manner.

Outside the meditation hall, Zhan Hai seemed to be aware, moved his gaze to the meditation hall, and smiled.

The old Zen master cultivated to become a Buddha, and when Ji Xiaoyue entered the temple, he noticed her daughter's body.

Therefore, before leaving the meditation hall, he quietly performed the Buddhist concealment method on this small hall who was unwilling to reveal the identity of his daughter's family.

Unless Ling Tianhou has a pair of 'Vermilion Bird Eyes', he will really cultivate to the fullest.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to notice.

Ji Xiaoyue frowned slightly, only to feel that her whole body was suddenly hot, she unconsciously raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, yawned a lot, and opened her eyes.

Sleepy-eyed and hazy looked around, and couldn't help but be startled.

At this moment, how can so many people look at him.

When he saw Jiang Xiaoman, who was leaning against the door not far away, he subconsciously shouted: "Well, Jiang Xiaoworm, you are also there......"

The little girl's face turned red at once, and she hurriedly raised her hand to wipe the saliva hanging from her mouth with her sleeve.

Jiang Xiaoman was stunned, and his complexion couldn't help but change slightly, but he quickly covered it up.

The young man stared at Xiao Tang's big eyes, and subconsciously thought of a thought.