My wife is the sect leader

An Jing used Guigu Misoul to deal with the moon in the water who had been following him in a reserved manner, and then put on a navy blue cloak and came to Qinghe Wharf.

At this time, the Qinghe Wharf was in a mess, and there were traces of being washed by the river everywhere on the shore, and two fishermen were sighing and gathering their fish baskets.

"It's really unlucky, the big black fish I just caught just disappeared."

"Is this considered unlucky for you? I fell for an afternoon some time ago, and the catch was about [-] catties. The waves swept over me, and it wasn't all gone in the end."

"What's going on here? Why are there so many waves on this pier recently?"

"Could it be that you have fished too much recently, which made the river god angry?"

"Where did the river god come from, don't talk nonsense."

"Let's go, let's go, we can't fish today."

........

Hearing what the two fishermen said, An Jing glanced at Qinghe Wharf, and then his thoughts returned to the book from 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, Hundred-step Flying Sword (eighth level), Jiuyang Shenzhi (third level).

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

Tip [-]: There is a thousand-year-old black boa under the Qinghe Wharf. This strange beast is extremely rare, and you can get a blue chance (there is a pill inside it) if you kill it.

Reminder [-]: There is a thousand-year-old black boa under the Qinghe Wharf. This strange beast is extremely rare. If you surrender it, you can get a blue chance (can be transformed into a dragon).

Tip [-]: The host is close to the strange beast Millennium Black Boa, and the Millennium Black Boa gradually wakes up. If it wakes up, the host will get a black chance.

.........

An Jing looked at the description on the book on the ground, and frowned.

He remembered that when he came for the first time, the book from the ground described that the thousand-year-old black boa was still sleeping, and there would be unprecedented black opportunities after waking up.

Now still sleeping has turned into a clear awakening, and the unprecedented black chance has become a black chance.

An Jing thought for a moment, then analyzed: "The thousand-year-old black boa is really about to wake up, and it seems to be extremely difficult to deal with him with my current strength..."

"However, its inner alchemy is a good thing. If there is an expert to assist, there may be a chance."

An Jing couldn't help sighing a little, he couldn't reveal his identity, otherwise he would be able to kill the thousand-year-old black anaconda if he made friends with some quack masters.

The master he is most familiar with now is the old man Li Fuzhou. If he is asked to cooperate with him to kill the thousand-year-old black anaconda, An Jing will not do it even if he is killed.

Old man Li has a dark belly, and he is a member of the Demon Cult, so his reputation in the Great Yanjiang Lake is not good... Who knows if this old boy will be black and white.

"When I comprehend the fifth realm and improve my cultivation level a bit, maybe I'll have a chance."

An Jing took a deep breath, straightened his body, and walked towards the chaotic graves in the north of Yuzhou City.

Find an opportunity today to take out the sword intent on the Suppressing Evil Sword and study it, maybe there will be some secrets and opportunities.

Stepping on the dry branches and buds, it didn't take long to arrive at the random graveyard in the north of the city.

An Jing walked slowly to the tree where the Suppressing Evil Sword was buried, and carefully scraped away the snow and dirt on it.

This place is sparsely populated, and most of them would rather take a detour than pass through this place. No one wants to see the gloomy graveyard, for fear of attracting unclean things, so An Jing is not afraid of being discovered by others.

I saw the simple and vicissitudes of the Zhenxie Sword lying quietly in the soil.

"Buzz!"

As if feeling An Jing, he actually uttered a crisp Zen sound.

An Jing carefully took out the Suppressing Evil Sword, and then put it in his hand.

The bright red blood is still attached to the sword body of the Suppressing Evil Sword. The center of the sword body is dark with strange lines, and the edge is even more sharp and unparalleled, with a hint of chill.

An Jing stretched out three fingers, and gently stroked the blade.

Last time, because of the Sanmiao Mountain battle and the rush of time, he didn't pay attention to the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand at all.

The moment his fingers were attached to the blade, a cold feeling came over him, followed by a 'buzzing' sound from his brain.

"Roar!"

That roaring sound resounded in his mind again.

At that moment, he seemed to feel death again.

Swords are broken, people are dead.

In the roar of the giant beast, everything seemed to be turned into clouds and smoke, and there was no power to fight back.

He saw that the giant beast was rampant, devouring people, tyrannical and brutal, and there was even a trace of teasing and mockery in its eyes.

An Jing looked at the giant beast in front of him, and his heart was filled with shock, a shock that was hard to express in words.

In front of the ferocious giant beast, he was full of powerlessness, and could only let the giant beast swallow him.

"call!"

I don't know how long it has passed before An Jing slowly opened his eyes. His whole body was dressed and his hair was already soaked in sweat, and then he gasped heavily.

He just really felt like he was dead.

For the first time in so many years, he faced death.

He had never encountered such a situation before.

Looking at the sky with ancient eyes, life is in danger, and when people are about to face death.Only by looking directly at the moment of your own death can you find the true meaning of life.

Death is the other side of life, obliterating the limit of life and death, just like this makes life full of vitality.

Calmness, thoroughness, decisiveness and solitude.

I am sure of myself, and even know my own weaknesses, and treat myself as I treat my opponents, as harsh and cruel as they are magnanimous.

Humanity and the bliss of life lie in --- in danger.

Only then can we meet the Buddha and kill the Buddha, and meet the ancestors and kill the ancestors.

The flowers that bloom alone in the deep mountains are not blooming for others, but blooming for their own lives.

An Jing pondered for a long time, then said softly: "I understand."

At the next moment, a sword seemed to appear in his heart.

.........

Donglin Road, Qifeng Mountains.

The strange mountains stand upright, the mountains are continuous, green and steep, surrounded by clouds and fog.

There is a mountain gate standing in the middle, like a fairyland on earth.

This mountain gate is exactly the mountain gate of the Yuheng Sword Sect, one of the seven sects in the world today.

Among the Jianghu, if one ranks the seven major sects, then the Zhenyi Sect is definitely the one that overwhelms Yuan Bai, and the second is also the undisputed Yuheng Sword Sect.

After all, the head of the Yuheng Sword Sect of the previous generation was the most powerful swordsman in the world, known as the Sword God.

Lin Yiyang, head of Yuheng Sword Sect of this generation, is one of the five great sword immortals in the world, and also the most promising swordsman to inherit the legacy of the sword god.

In addition, the five great sword masters in the Sword Sect are all prestigious and independent masters in the Jianghu, and there is also the mysterious and unpredictable Patriarch Hall, how many hidden masters of the Yuheng Sword Sect are hidden , and the sword fairy entered this place back then, and finally sat down, all these things always made the Yuheng Sword Sect firmly established as the second largest sect among the seven major sects.

On the top of the towering mountain, the vast sea of ​​clouds is rolling.

At this time, in the flat ground on the mountainside, dozens of disciples of Yuheng Sword Sect were practicing swords.

"Who do you think is the most powerful swordsman in the world?"

"Heavenly Sword has not been born in the sword mound for 30 years, but he has taught thousands of swordsmen. This person must be the most powerful master of swordsmanship."

"I think Ghost Valley Sword Immortal's strength is not bad."

"Liu Tong, you fart, the most powerful swordsman in the world is on the top of my Yuheng Sword Sect."

"That's right, who can compare to the master's swordsmanship?"

"The five great sword immortals have never competed with each other, so it's hard to say which one is stronger and weaker."

"However, whoever can be the first to reach the sixth level in the world today is well-deserved as the number one swordsman in the world."

..........

These disciples of the Yuheng Sword Sect chatted one by one. Although the topic of the world's number one swordsman is already a cliché, no matter how many times it is discussed, people still enjoy talking about it.

An ordinary-looking, slightly attractive woman in white clothes, holding a long sword, walked slowly along the mountain road in the big cow hill on the mountainside.

"Hush...Uncle Qiu is here!" "Meet Uncle Qiu!"

When the disciples present saw the woman approaching, they quickly cupped their hands respectfully.

"Practice your swords well, maybe the best swordsman in the world will be selected from among you in the future."

The woman also couldn't help laughing when she heard the disciples talking.

A courageous disciple said with a smile: "Uncle Qiu is really joking. We are all stupid people. If we can reach the fourth level, our ancestors will be smoked. How can we reach the rumored sixth level?"

Everyone knows that the uncle Qiu Wanxia Qiu in front of him is the kindest elder in the entire Yuheng Sword Sect.

The disciple next to him sighed: "Yes, I don't know when I will arrive at this third realm."

For ordinary swordsmen, the third level is already trapped, so why talk about the fourth level, the fifth level, and even the rumored sixth level?

"Practice hard, and one day you will be able to stand out."

Qiu Wanxia smiled faintly, then walked towards the top of the mountain with her sword in her arms.

"Master Qiu is really kind."

"Yes, she is the most kind elder of my Yuheng Sword Sect."

"I heard that she volunteered to be the head sword servant, is it true?"

.........

Looking at Qiu Wanxia's back, the disciples present all showed admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

Stepping on the stone steps, Qiu Wanxia came to the top of the mountain in a short time.

At this time, on the top of the mountain, there is a huge square platform, surrounded by clouds and smoke, and the valley is low, it seems that you can't see the mortal world.

In the center of the stage sat a man cross-legged. The man looked to be in his early thirties, his facial features were as if cut by a knife, his eyes were closed, and his white clothes fluttered in the breeze, making a sound of hunting.

This person is Lin Yiyang, the current head of the Yuheng Sword Sect and one of the five great sword immortals in the world.

"Senior brother, here I come."

Qiu Wanxia walked to Lin Yiyang and said.

Lin Yiyang slowly opened his eyes and said, "Yes."

The moment the eyes opened and closed, it was like a ray of light appeared in the dark.

Qiu Wanxia smiled and said, "Brother, why did you call me here?"

"It's time to go down the mountain."

Lin Yiyang said.

"Go down the mountain!?"

Qiu Wanxia asked: "Brother, didn't you say that you have to reach the sixth mirror before going down the mountain?"

Lin Yiyang had said before that he had to reach the sixth mirror before going down the mountain, and only when he reached the sixth mirror would he have a chance to defeat Xiao Qianqiu, otherwise even if his cultivation reached the realm of a master, he would not be Xiao Qianqiu's opponent.

Lin Yiyang got up slowly, came to the side of the sea of ​​clouds, and looked down at the vast expanse, "I feel that going down the mountain this time will allow me to reach the sixth mirror, and my sword intent has tended to be perfected. It's time to sharpen my sword."

Qiu Wanxia thought for a while, and said again: "Brother, who do you want to sharpen your sword with?"

Lin Yiyang opened his lips, and said word by word: "Pu Hui Bodhisattva."

Qiu Wanxia was not at all surprised by this name, and said slowly: "He is a master in the realm of a master."

Buddhism's eastward journey, the undercurrent is surging, has spread all over the rivers and lakes, and now everyone knows that Buddhism will return, although the imperial court supports Buddhism's eastward journey, but there are many different voices in the rivers and lakes.

Hundreds of years ago, when the world was still fighting among the nine kingdoms, the Yuheng Sword Sect had a blood feud with Buddhism, and even the huge Yuheng Sword Sect was almost wiped out because of Buddhism.

Then Buddhism was expelled to the Pure Land, and Yuheng Sword Sect did its best.