My wife is the sect leader

The night was hazy, and the moonlight slanted down like a horse.

The backyard of Jishitang, the bedroom.

An Jing sat cross-legged on the bed, eyes closed.

After these few days of study, he has read all the annotations on Guigu's mental method, and he practiced very diligently every day.

As the mind sank, he silently recited the outline of Guigu's mental method, and the black and white air flow began to swim through the limbs and bones of the body.

That air current is sometimes warm and sometimes cold.

After two Sundays, the airflow became thicker.

"Are you about to reach the Second Profound Realm?"

An Jing took a deep breath, and continued to run the Guigu mentality.

At this moment, there were clouds of white smoke floating around him, and the human flowers and ground flowers behind him emerged from time to time, especially the ground flowers, which became more and more solid as the black and white air flow grew stronger.

I don't know how long it has passed, the black and white air flow blended together, flowing through the meridians like a trickle.

This feeling is very comfortable, and people can't help but relax completely.

The next moment, An Jing only felt that his brain was empty, as if his whole body became light and ethereal.

Suddenly, the paper figurines in his cuffs applauded continuously.

An Jing thumped, the Qi mechanism in his body was in chaos, but soon he calmed down and adjusted.

With the stabilization of the air mechanism, the black and white air flow turned into dots of starlight, blending into the limbs and blood.

Even though An Jing has tempered a perfect golden bone, he can still feel that his body has been strengthened a bit.

It was about another incense stick's time before the black and white air flow gradually dissipated.

Erxuan!

Guigu Xinfa has cultivated to the realm of Erxuan.

After another week, An Jing slowly opened his eyes, "I have never tried so hard to read Guigu Xinfa completely seven or eight times, even the annotations... .”

Jiang Sanjia practiced for seven years to reach the realm of the first xuan, and in 29 years to reach the realm of the second xuan. Although part of the reason is that his mind was spent on hexagram calculations, but it has to be said that it is difficult to practice the martial arts.

Especially in the last realm, Jiang Sanjia knew that it was impossible to reach Sanxuan with his aptitude, so he seldom delved into this Guigu mental method, and devoted all his heart to Guigu hexagrams.

"On the second day of February, people from the Devil's Cult and Tianji Pavilion seem to be planning to attack Liu Qingshan..."

An Jing thought of this and tidied up.

The news of Yujing City has reached Jiangnan Road, and at this moment he already knows that Jiang Sanjia's soul is broken on the rooftop.

According to the news, it was Yue Ting and Chen Jinyan, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, who asked Jiang Sanjia to calculate the fate of the country. Grand Master Zhao Tianyi agreed.

But An Jing knew that Jiang Sanjia's death was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

This was obviously forced to death.

Jiang Sanjia once said that once he goes back, he will be coerced by Zhao Mengtai. If what he said is correct, it must be related to Zhao Mengtai.

However, what An Jing was a little puzzled about was why Zhao Mengtai forced Jiang Sanjia to death, why he didn't want to get this Guigu mentality from him, and then used this ghost valley mentality to negotiate conditions with Zhenyijiao, insisting on the incomplete Daluo mentality in his own hands.

But Jiang Sanjia didn't tell him about these things. Jiang Sanjia just asked him to reconcile with the prince as much as possible, and beware of Zhao Mengtai.

An Jing went to Linjiang City today, intending to fish in troubled waters and completely disrupt the situation.

Linjiang City is not close to Yuzhou City, but the Millennium Black Boa's speed is extremely fast. If you run with all your strength, it will arrive in two hours.

Two hours later, it will arrive around midnight.

After changing his clothes, An Jing floated out of the room without anyone noticing.

"Ow..."

Little Heizai lay on his stomach at the door of Tanyun, let out a sigh of relief, and looked listless and weak.

Most of the meals these days are delivered by Wuyang Restaurant, and Tanyun spends most of his free time cooking in the kitchen, so Xiao Heizai is like a luxurious member of the palace.

The difference is that the extravagant member has to taste whether the food is poisonous, while the little black boy has to taste whether the food is edible.

An Jing glanced at Tan Yun's room, and found that the lights were still burning in the room, then he jumped on the tiles lightly, and looked down the tiny gap.

At this moment, Tan Yun was lying on the table, looking down at the book in front of him, with a very focused and serious expression.

"It's so late, are you reading a recipe?"

An Jing frowned slightly, and blamed himself in his heart: "Did I be too harsh on her recently?"

Although Tan Yun doesn't know how to cook, she does the laundry and cleaning, and she is always on call on weekdays, and basically never goes out.

An Jing went out to ask a doctor, and just stayed at home obediently, and didn't cause any trouble. Apart from not being able to cook, there was nothing he could be picky about.

"It seems that you can't be too harsh on her."

An Jing took a deep breath, filled with guilt, and then made up his mind to be more tolerant to this little girl.

It's late at night, and it's really not easy for Tan Yun to work so hard.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"

Tan Yun seemed to hear something, and his heart skipped a beat, then he closed the book, got up slowly, and walked out.

"Squeak!"

When Xiao Heizai saw Tan Yun, he immediately ran over happily.

"It seems to be my delusion."

Tan Yun glanced around, kicked Xiao Heizai away and walked in again.

After returning to the room, Tan Yun's eyes seemed to be covered with mist, his face seemed to be on fire, his heart was beating wildly, and his legs felt a little weak.

"A new pair of underwear..."

Tan Yun glanced at the comic book on the table, bit his pink lips and said, "Tan Yun, Tan Yun, you can't be addicted anymore, you have to cheer up..."

Thinking of this, she got up and changed into clean underwear, and hung the wet clothes on the rack, ready to get up to wash in the morning.

"call!"

Finally, Tan Yun blew out the light, lay down on the bed, and covered herself with a quilt.

Time passed bit by bit, the moonlight shone through the window lattice into the middle of the room, and the only sound in the room was Tan Yun's breathing.

Tan Yun tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

I kept thinking about the scene in the little book in my mind, and I couldn't help but squeeze my legs, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Don't watch it for a while... Anyway, it's still early..."

Tan Yun got out from under the quilt, like a nimble kitten, then lit the candle with a torch, picked up the comic book and got under the quilt again.

Under the dim light, the cute little face was both excited and excited.

........

Dayan, Donglin Road, somewhere in an inn.

Zhao Qingmei rested her head on the bed with one hand, and played with the paper figurine with the other, her brows furrowed.

"Did you go to bed so early?"

In her impression, it was impossible for An Jing to go to bed so early, and sometimes she would only rest in the middle of the night... and when she woke up the next day, she was still alive and well.

"Could it be that he went out to drink with Han Wenxin?"

"Or is the paper figurine put aside?"

"Or did you accidentally break the paper doll?"

Zhao Qingmei narrowed her eyes slightly, and started talking to herself, wishing she could float to An Jing's side in an instant.

........

Linjiang City, the chief rudder of the Cao Gang.

Even though it was late at night, the main rudder of the Cao Gang was still brightly lit at this time, and there were people coming and going on the corridor.

In the dark surrounding the wall, there are also many masters dormant, which can be described as an impregnable wall, full of murderous intentions.

In the quiet study room.

Liu Qingshan sat on the chair, the tea in front of him was already cold, but he didn't seem to know it, his eyes were still fixed on the letter in his hand.

Behind him is Tianliu, the soulless hand, standing motionless like a wooden man.

"The pirates at Wangjinghai are really arrogant."

After a long time, Liu Qingshan put down the letterhead in his hand, as if he was annoyed, "What do you think about Chen Wandou of Wangjinghai? These five alliances."

This letter is exactly Wang Jinghai Chen Wandou's letter to Liu Qingshan, the content of the letter probably directly asks for the position of leader of the alliance of the five gangs, otherwise he will definitely not participate in the meeting of the five gangs.

Tianliu cherished words like gold and said: "Conceited."

"Conceited, he is very conceited."

Liu Qingshan said faintly: "I don't know if it's his own words or someone else's, but it's worth pondering...cough cough cough..."

No one knows whether there is anyone behind Chen Wandou.

When Tianliu saw this, he rarely took the initiative to say: "I think the leader should rest."

"rest!?"

Liu Qingshan shook his head, with a gleam in his eyes, he said: "After death, there is plenty of time to rest. Now that this great cause has not been accomplished, how can I rest?"

Nowadays, the world is changing. Although the Zhenyi Sect is still as stable as Mount Tai, there are more variables in the Demon Sect and Buddhism. At this time, all parties are constrained, and they are all standing still and watching the changes. This is the best time for the alliance of five gangs.

There are five gangs and seven sects in Dayanjianghu. The strength level of the five major gangs is a little worse than that of the seven major factions.

Except for Fengfenglou, the five major gangs have a history of at most a hundred years, and this background alone is much worse.

The only advantage of the Five Gangs is that they have more people and more money.

If the five major factions form an alliance and elect a leader who can fight against the top powers of the six major sects including the Demon Sect, Shinichi, and Buddhism, then its prestige in Dayan may not be inferior to that of the Demon Sect and Buddhism.

Liu Qingshan has endured for many years, and his cultivation base has reached the realm of smallpox. He is already considered a first-class master in the world. Naturally, it is no problem to deal with ordinary forces, but if he wants to shock the Demon Cult, the strength of Buddhism is still not enough.

And this is what Liu Qingshan has been worried about, that's why he desperately wants to get the rumored golden pill, as well as the aura of heaven and earth.

Now that his cultivation has reached the peak of Smallpox, the three flowers have already shown signs of blending. As long as the three flowers can blend together, they will be in the realm of a half-step master.

Reaching the realm of a half-step master, coupled with the secret help of the prince, then the position of the leader of the five-gang alliance will be more assured.

Tianliu paused, and said, "It's the body of the leader."

"I...cough coughcough...my body, I know it myself."

Liu Qingshan waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "The most important thing right now is to reach the state of a half-step master."

"Not good! Let's go!"

At this moment, Liu Qingshan frowned suddenly, and shouted hastily.

"Tom!"

The next moment, the hard front that I saw suddenly shattered, and a icy sharpness came out from the shattered stone, until Liu Qingshan went away.

Liu Qingshan's reaction was also extremely fast, his body dodged quickly, avoiding this blade light.

"Guard Liu's cultivation seems to have improved."

A sneer came from behind the wall.

"Who are you?"

Liu Qingshan stabilized his body and looked, and saw the person in front of him wearing a black jacket, with a mask on his face, and a long knife in his hand glowing coldly under the moonlight.

This person is none other than Mo Yan, a guest of Tianji Pavilion.

"The one who will kill you."

Mo Yan snorted coldly, the long knife in his hand trembled, and continued to rush forward.

"who!?"

"Dare to break into the chief rudder of my Cao Gang!"

.......