My wife is the sect leader

"A few months ago, there was a man in black, illiterate, illiterate, probably related to you... Anyway, let me teach her how to read."

Thinking of this, Zhou Xianming suddenly felt sore, "I am so stupid that there is no cure. If I have a bad attitude, they will punch and kick me. It hurts me so much."

Han Wenxin was shocked and angry when he heard that, and quickly said: "I have also encountered the situation you mentioned. This person is so fierce that I am not an enemy with one move. If I disagree with him, I will be beaten severely... ...I have been searching for half a month, but I have not found any clues about this person. If I catch this thief, I will definitely let him know how powerful I am in Han Wenxin."

Zhou Xianming said in surprise: "Han Butou, have you been beaten by that stupid donkey too? Are you sure it's him?"

"Ninety-nine are inseparable from ten, such a shame and humiliation, I, Han Wenxin, must report it."

"Han Butou, when did you say we offended this person?"

"Who knows? I have been in contact with too many people on a daily basis, so I really don't know much about it."

"His strength is extremely high, but he didn't kill him. Presumably, it's not some deep hatred. It may be that some corners of the mouth happened in the hook."

When the two said this, they looked at each other.

Tan Yun lowered his head and continued to pick up rice, his eyes seemed to be blazing with fire, but he muttered to himself: Only when you are full can you have strength...

An Jing was suspicious, a little surprised and strange, then glanced at Tan Yun next to him, "Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

"Hold.. Late."

Tan Yun's face was bulging, and he couldn't speak clearly.

"Don't talk nonsense, I've never been to Goulan before." Han Wenxin glanced at Zhao Qingmei and Tan Yun opposite, and said hastily.

"Vulgar warrior!"

Zhou Xianming snorted softly, he didn't dare to say it directly when he went to Goulan, so why not go to Goulan?

"You mean scholar!"

Han Wenxin replied unceremoniously.

"Husband, eat more, I made this kidney specially for you." Zhao Qingmei gently picked up a piece of kidney, put it in the An Jing bowl and smiled.

"Yes, uncle, eat more, you have lost weight recently." Tan Yun also nodded and said with concern.

Seeing the scene of being loved by nephrite jade, the two of them felt sour.

"It's okay, you can eat too. We can eat more when they don't eat."

An Jing said with a smile while eating.

"Doctor Dog Day!"

The two couldn't help cursing inwardly.

.......

After drinking and eating, the sky is about to darken.

Han Wenxin and Zhou Xianming also left together cursing, it is said that they were discussing the identity of the man in black.

While Zhao Qingmei was going to take a bath, An Jing came to the door of the chore room.

In the past, he obtained a lot of martial arts books through the book from the ground, and as his cultivation continued to grow, most of them were useless, and he threw them all into this chore room.

An Jing took out the key from the medicine box, and when he was about to open the utility room, he was shocked to find that the door opened with a push.

Then I looked carefully at the iron lock and found that it was covered with rust after years of erosion.

"It turned out that the lock was broken."

An Jing breathed a sigh of relief, then walked slowly into the chore room.

"Um!?"

The moment he walked into the chore room, he felt something was wrong, "Someone came in, could it be Tan Yun?"

Although the utility room was still as empty as before, he could smell the smell of dogs.

The first thing he thought of was Tan Yun.

"There seems to be nothing missing."

An Jing stepped forward and took a few glances, and even he himself forgot about the martial arts in it, because in his eyes, these were all low-level existences.

Then An Jing walked to the corner and gently moved the heavy box away.

There is a dark cabinet under the box. The dark cabinet is not too big or small. There are several leather volumes and books. An Jing stepped forward and looked through it a few times, but found that there were no fewer books.

These leather scrolls, books, are Guiyi Sword Jue, Da Luo Xin Fa, Nine Character Sword Jue and other exercise booklets, all of which are the martial arts he is practicing now.

An Jing took out the six bamboo slips from the medicine box, and stuffed them all in.

"It seems that these things have not been discovered. Maybe the little black boy sneaked in to play. It wants to go into the pot and take a bath like a rabbit..."

"No, the door lock has been closed again. It should be Tan Yun who came in. If he didn't keep it secure, he found out. If I move it now, it would be a bit deceptive. I must think of a seamless excuse."

After thinking for a long time, An Jing already had an idea in his mind, and then the idea fell on the book on the ground.

Cultivation: First Grade

Fate: Auspicious stars shining brightly (rising)

Root bone: Once in a century

Martial Arts: Drawing Sword, Hiding Sword, Controlling Sword, Nine-Character Sword Jue, Fuyao Nine Heavens Body Technique, Daluo Heart Technique, Containing Qi Technique, Hundred-Step Flying Sword (eighth level), Nine Yang God Finger (second level).

Tip [-]: The fate of the host has not yet taken root (Yu Jiuyue), and the use of martial arts must not let people know the identity of the host, otherwise you will get a black chance.

........

When An Jing saw this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Nine months, and there are still nine months left, so I don't have to be so worried."

Then he saw the last martial art in martial arts, Jiuyang Shenzhi.

"Finally, there is a martial art comparable to swordsmanship. As the old saying goes, you can't put all your eggs in one basket. It will be safer if you change your identity and come out of the mountain."

Since reaching the Earth Flower Realm, An Jing's cultivation has slowed down a lot.

Although his roots are very high, and he still has the residual power of the sun in his body, the earth flower realm also needs a lot of time to accumulate, and cultivation does not happen overnight.

"The earth flower is a flower of qi. If I can get a few more vermilion fruits, I might be able to directly reach the peak of the earth flower. The new year is approaching, and it seems a bit dangerous to go out to borrow it. It's better to spend a stable year together. "

An Jing thought about it secretly, and finally chose to give up.

After all, the Grandmaster who appeared in the Battle of Sanmiao Mountain still has lingering fears in his heart. Now that his strength meets the masters of the smallpox realm, he is not afraid, and he can still go if he can't beat him.

But if you meet a half-step master or a master at the master level, you might be confused.

Anyway, I just reached the Earth Flower Realm now, so I'm not in a hurry.

"Hopefully this year will be a little more peaceful."

An Jing took a deep breath, "It's just a good time to conceive and cultivate the sword intent during this time, and ponder it over and over again."

It is recorded in the "General Outline of the Way of the Sword" that there are seven realms in swordsmanship, and the five great swordsmen in the world today are all in the fifth realm, and they are already considered the top swordsmen in the world.

In the fifth realm, there is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart.

This is a natural gap in swordsmanship. Throughout the ages, countless so-called kendo geniuses have been blocked in the fifth realm. It is no exaggeration to say that the fifth realm tests the true strength of a swordsman.

Therefore, if the world can reach the fifth realm today, they are all so-called current sword immortals.

If you don't have a sword in your hand, how can you have a sword in your heart?

This is a kind of artistic conception, the artistic conception of kendo, obscure and mysterious, let alone ordinary people feel confused, even An Jing is also confused now.

This kind of state is like the stars in the sky, you can see it, but you can't touch it.

In fact, it is extremely difficult for An Jing to be able to cultivate to the first-grade land flower realm. Among the young masters who become famous in the world, which one is not supported by giants who are in the sky.

They have the guidance of their seniors, the support of countless resources, coupled with their outstanding talents, their cultivation is naturally making rapid progress.

Among the five great sword immortals, which one is not behind a well-known force, it is basically impossible for the grassroots to rise to the top in this arena.

In any arena, if you want to become famous quickly, you have to kill people.

Although some people have become famous for killing too fast and too hard, they also took the lead.

These people who took the initiative to die quickly.

I don't know how many young talents died before they grew up.

"The fifth realm, how can we reach it?"

An Jing pondered for a moment.

There is no sword in the hand, but there is a sword in the heart.

Is the point in the hand, or in the heart?

After thinking for a while, An Jing felt like he had a clue, but at the same time he seemed to have no clue.

It seems that an opportunity is needed to realize an epiphany.

"Forget it, don't think about it for now."

In the end he gave up, the epiphany like swordsmanship did not happen overnight.

An Jing was about to walk out of the utility room, but at this moment, he hooked his foot to the side, as if he had bumped into something.

"Crash!" "Crash!"

Booklets were scattered all over the place.

"Diary?"

An Jing looked down, couldn't help laughing at himself, then simply put away all the books and diaries, and walked out of the chore room.

Serious people, who would write their thoughts in a diary?

Can the things written in the diary be called worry?

An Jing locked the door, and as soon as he walked to the backyard, he saw Tan Yun preparing to go out through the side door.

"Tan Yun, it's so late, what are you doing?"

Tan Yun's eyelashes shone slightly, and his lovely eyes were all smiling, he said: "Master, I just ate, and now I want to go for a walk."

An Jing nodded, and then glanced at the little Heizai lying beside him, "This little Heizai is getting stronger and stronger, good, very good."

"Wow woof!! woof woof!"

Seeing An Jing's caring eyes, Little Hei Zai's hair stood on end, and he barked at An Jing.

Tan Yun seemed very anxious, he waved his hands and said, "Master, then I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for An Jing to reply, he walked quickly towards the door.

"It's just a walk, so what are you doing actively?"

An Jing muttered, then he smiled and walked towards the bedroom.

"Crack!"

An Jing walked in slowly, and closed the door casually.

The beauty is hazy when she comes out of the bath, and the Luoqiu tulle half covers her chest.

At this moment, Zhao Qingmei seemed to be sitting in front of the dressing table after taking a bath, like a hibiscus emerging from the water, with exquisite facial features like a person walking out of a painting, long hair like a waterfall, her chest wrapped in elegant tulle, and a pair of white and slender jade legs.

"Ma'am, did you miss me this night?"

An Jing walked to Zhao Qingmei's side, and couldn't help sniffing the delicate fragrance lightly.

Zhao Qingmei put down the comb in her hand, and said coquettishly: "I miss my husband, but I don't know if my husband misses me."

"Of course I'm thinking about it, I'm thinking about it all the time."

"Then tell me, what do you think?"

"According to medical techniques, a person has a total of [-] bones. When I miss you, I have [-] bones."

"How can there be an extra piece?"

Zhao Qingmei was a little puzzled when she heard that, and then thought of it instantly, her face flushed red, "Bah! Dogs can't spit out ivory!"

"Ma'am, doesn't that prove that I miss you?"

An Jing stopped Zhao Qingmei, and immediately felt nephrite in her bosom, full of fragrance.

Zhao Qingmei smiled beautifully, pushed An Jing away and said, "Husband, don't worry..."

"What's the matter, ma'am?"