My wife is the sect leader

When several bodyguards heard the mature woman's words, they looked at An Jing with some unkind eyes.

"There is a difference between men and women, so it's inconvenient."

An Jing is not an innocent kid.

He came out this time to find the Bodhi Pearl, and he didn't want to get involved in right and wrong.

It's only a few dozen miles away, and you still have to go together?

"Little brother, don't you really think about it?"

The mature woman pursed her lips, and there seemed to be a soft wave in her eyes, which was soul-stirring.

Something is wrong with this woman.

"No." An Jing shook his head: "I'm used to being alone."

"Okay, the concubine is one step ahead."

The mature woman looked disappointed, then got up, picked up her own baggage and left.

I saw the mature woman leaving with her burden on her back, and several bodyguards hurriedly put down their money and followed.

"Second Uncle, look at that Sanhu Bodyguard..."

Seeing this scene, Xiao Er didn't know what was going on.

Those five big and three rough escorts didn't even take away the goods, they followed behind the beautiful mature woman, their hearts were clearly revealed, if they followed, it would definitely be a big battle.

The shopkeeper frowned and looked into the distance, without saying a word.

"Second uncle, should we report..."

"Snapped!"

Before Xiaoer finished speaking, the shopkeeper slapped him hard.

The shopkeeper said angrily: "You're out of your mind. The Sanhu escort is behind the Sanhu gang. If you let them know that you reported to the police, they will pull out your skin tomorrow, make a lantern and hang it on the tree. .”

"Don't meddle in the affairs of the rivers and lakes."

Xiao Er looked at the leaving figure, her heart was beating wildly, as if some images had already been rendered in her mind, she couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Second Uncle, it's so good to be in the world."

"What a fart!"

The shopkeeper sneered, "If you dare to mess around in the rivers and lakes, I don't need others to take action. I will skin your skin now, lest you die at the hands of others, I will collect your body."

An Jing shook his head, feeling that what the shopkeeper said was right, he drank three bowls of tea in one go, put down ten coins and set off along the official road.

Above the official road, the road is flat.

Moreover, the journey of twenty miles is not more than half a stick of incense for An Jing.

The forest is dense, but there are no other people along the way.

Suddenly, An Jing smelled a bloody smell, and couldn't help but pause.

Walking a few steps along the forest, I found three crooked corpses lying on the ground, they were the three bodyguards.

"It seems that the woman is not an ordinary person."

An Jing looked at the scars on the bodyguard's body, they were all killed in one blow, and there was a trace of shock and disbelief in his pupils, which meant that he died very quickly, in the blink of an eye.

Escort masters are quite powerful in the arena, much stronger than the general fish and shrimps in the arena, gangsters, and newcomers to the sect. Most of them are in the sixth or even fifth rank, between the fourth rank, that is, the third rank Strength.

But these three people were killed by one move, which is enough to show that the person who killed them still had some strength, at least a master of the third rank.

In the arena, if you don't use your internal strength, it is difficult to tell whether it is a master or an ordinary person. Only a slight leak of qi can be distinguished. It increases the difficulty even more.

However, most of the masters who walk the rivers and lakes will leak some aura. First, many people are unstable in controlling their internal energy, and second, they can avoid unnecessary troubles.

So in this arena, the water is very deep.

"It's better to take care of things in the Jianghu."

An Jing shook his head, and continued to run along the official road towards Qinghe Ferry.

Chapter 18 Entering the Bottom of the River to Find the Bodhi Pearl

Qinghe Ferry.

The Qinghe Ferry is an ancient ferry in Yuzhou City, which was left over from the Zhou Dynasty. From the dry road east of the canal to Yuzhou, you have to pass through the Yuzhou River, so the Yuzhou River has derived countless ferries.

Most of the salt-carrying ships coming from the East China Sea loaded and unloaded goods at the wharf in Yuzhou City here, and passenger ships from afar were also berthed by the river.

Relying on the prosperity of the ferry, a small town gradually emerged here, because this ferry was called Tou Ferry before, but later changed its name to Qinghe Ferry, and this small town is called Ferry Town.

At this time, Qinghe Ferry is very lively with people coming and going, heavy traffic.

An Jing stood at the corner of the ferry, watching the passing merchant ships.

At this time, the sun is strong, and the water surface is sparkling.

"It should be here."

An Jing's internal energy circulated to wrap his body, holding a long sword in his arms, like a swimming fish, he jumped directly into the river.

"Wow hoo hoo!"

The river was cold and refreshing.

An Jing swung his body and rushed down the river.

The river was clear and there were fish swimming beside him constantly.

An Jing didn't use his internal strength, and he could only see about a foot away. The further down he went, the sunlight became less and less, and his eyes became darker and darker.

At this time, a huge water pressure hit.

The most intuitive thing is the ears. An Jing feels that his hearing in both ears is gradually declining.

Then there was the surrounding situation, the huge darkness eroded in, and he could see less and less things, and in the end he could only see things about one meter around him.

In addition, there is also the pressure of the water pressure that constantly squeezes the internal organs. If a person with low internal strength may dive for more than ten feet, he may not be able to bear it, because he still needs to breathe.

Most importantly, there is also a fear of the unknown.

Suddenly, he found that there seemed to be a ravine ahead, which was bottomless.

You must know that the ferry is generally very shallow, it is impossible to be very deep, and others obviously don't know about this gully.

Is it from there?

An Jing's heart moved, and he swam towards the ravine.

At the beginning, An Jing still knew how many feet he had dived. After about 20 feet, he lost the sense of judgment.

He could only feel that he was still diving, and his speed was getting slower and slower, but he didn't know how many meters he had dived.

Da Luo's mental method is always running in the body, resisting the surging water pressure, but it can still support it.

Suddenly, An Jing felt that his feet had touched something, and looked down.

Underfoot is a deserted ship with water plants growing beside it, and An Jing is stepping on the bow of the ship.

"It's over!"

Seeing the wrecked boat, An Jing knew that he had reached the bottom of Qinghe Wharf.

The next step is to look for the boulder that Jiang Sanjia mentioned.

An Jing stepped on the bottom of the river and swam forward.

The bottom of the river, which is about [-] feet deep, is much more difficult to move than the ground, but this is for ordinary people.

"Chi-chi! Chi-chi!"

The internal force in An Jing's body surged, trying to disperse the surrounding river water and form a vacuum.

Some creatures on the seabed around seemed to feel the abnormality, as if they were alarmed, they fled crazily towards the surroundings.

One must know that this place is thirty feet deep, nearly a hundred meters, and the water pressure is already extremely high, but it is extremely difficult for An Jingqiang to use his internal force to raise a light shield.

"call!"

An Jing let out a breath, "The internal force in my body can't last long, so I have to find the Bodhi Pearl quickly."

At the bottom of such a river, the water pressure is terrifyingly high, and every breath is extremely exhausting.

Thinking of this, An Jing walked around, looking for the boulder.

Under the bottom of the river, apart from some sunken ships, some river bottom creatures that never see light, there are also some rotten bones and other messy things.

Although An Jing's internal force forced out a mask, the speed was not fast.

"Um!?"

Suddenly, a huge black stone appeared in front of him.

An Jing's heart moved, and his body moved over slowly.

This black stone is very big, like a mountain, which makes people amazed.

"Is this the boulder that Jiang Sanjia mentioned, but why does it feel a little strange?"

An Jing surrounded the black stone, but his heart was beating wildly.

On a whim!

Real masters always have an early warning of crises. Some people say this is called a whim, and some call it a sixth sense, but they are all predicting the crisis in advance.

An Jing began to circle around the black stone, and the more he looked at it, the more strange the black stone became.

"Is this a scale?"

The dense lines on the black stone are very regular, seemingly hard and shiny, and from the black stone, An Jing can feel the fierceness.

Ferocity!

The last time I felt Qi was five years ago, when An Jing felt it in the ancient battlefield.

That is evil spirit!

Soaring evil spirit!

Lenping was the biggest battle between Yan State and Zhou Dynasty.

It is said that the Great Yan Kingdom was finally established in the first battle of the founding of the Great Yan Kingdom, and more than 70 soldiers died on both sides in that battle.

The bloody air rushed thirty miles away, and within ten years, every full moon night seemed to be able to hear the horn of the battlefield.

Hundreds of years had passed since that battle, but An Jing could still feel the soaring aura while standing on the flat city wall.

Because there are 70 military souls buried underground.

Therefore, every year, the most grand festival in Lingping is Qingming Festival. Countless people burn paper on the streets to the underground soldiers, praying for the safety of the people on the ground.

The qi I felt this time was different from the last time I felt the qi. The qi in the ancient battlefield had dissipated, or had been buried underground.

But the aura that I felt in front of my eyes actually existed.

That powerful impact is a different feeling standing on the ancient battlefield.

The more An Jing thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong, and subconsciously touched the black stone with his palm, and suddenly a cold feeling spread into his body.

At the same time, an evil spirit rushed directly into his body.

"not good!"

An Jing wanted to use his internal force to resist this evil spirit, but it was too late, and the cold evil spirit rushed directly into his dantian.

Although there was only a trace of cold evil spirit, it was very violent.

Da Luo's mental method belongs to the level of real martial arts, not Zhiyang's mental method of martial arts. It is still extremely difficult to completely eliminate this evil spirit.

After adjusting the breath for dozens of breaths, An Jing only temporarily suppressed this evil spirit, and it would take half an hour to completely wipe it out.

The evil spirit will devour and strengthen itself, the longer it stays in the body, the more damage it will do to the body.

But here, there is not so much time for him to wipe out this evil spirit.

"Let's quickly find the Bodhi Pearl..."

An Jing frowned slightly, and walked forward a few steps, looking for the body of Wuding Sanren.

A treasure of the true martial arts level is enough to set off a bloodbath in the Jianghu.