My wife is the sect leader

Now that he has offended the Dayan court, this swordsman has a good chance of naturalizing in his Demon Cult.

Thinking of this, Tan Yun gritted his silver teeth tightly, his face was as red as if he was about to bleed.

Zhao Qingmei parted her red lips lightly, and let out a breath, "Why is he able to pull out the Suppressing Evil Sword, and what is his identity?"

The strength of the peerless swordsman was surprising, but she was more concerned about why the swordsman was able to pull out the Suppressing Evil Sword.

"The subordinates don't know, but the swordsman is cunning and capable."

Li Fuzhou paused, and said: "That swordsman seems to have a grievance with my Demon Cult. When I confronted him yesterday, I could feel the surging murderous aura on his sword."

Thinking of the swordsman's attitude towards him and the ruthlessness of the sword, Li Fuzhou felt that the swordsman must have a great grievance with the Demon Cult, otherwise it would be impossible.

"Do you have any grievances with my Demon Cult?"

Zhao Qingmei said lightly: "It's not surprising, there are too many people in the Great Yanjiang Lake who have grievances with my Demon Cult."

At the beginning, the Demon Cult in Dayan needed wind and rain, so many sects were wiped out by the Demon Cult, making the entire Great Yan Jianghu angry, and even the masters of Xuanyiwei were ignored, otherwise It will not be jointly conquered by many forces.

Tan Yun on the side didn't know what to think about, she didn't listen to Li Fuzhou's next words at all.

"Actually, after I fought with that swordsman, there is another important matter. This is what I want to tell the leader."

Li Fuzhou said with a serious face.

"Say."

"A master suspected of being a master appeared and took away the mummy that gathered Yin Qi..."

"Grandmaster!? Are you sure?"

When Zhao Qingmei heard this, her expression became tense.

Grandmaster masters, that is the real top of the rivers and lakes, the top batch of masters in the world, in a world where great masters wither, that is an invincible existence.

Most of such masters live in seclusion in a certain place, looking for the secret to break through to the realm of the great master, and there are not masters without the realm of the master in the Devil's Cult.

The previous member of the Demon Sect and the current head of the Tianzong are all masters, and there are also a few old monsters of the Demon Sect under the Demon Sealing Stage in the Dongluo Desert. Realm, the realm of a master may not be without it.

These people have basically left the ordinary arena, and they don't care about or value the fights and fights and disputes for interests.

What they value is the realm of the Great Master, what they value is the longevity of 300 years, and what they value is the so-called Tao in their eyes.

When the Devil's Cult was fighting with many forces, none of the masters of the Demon's Cult's Condemnation Platform appeared, and neither did the Shinichi Sect, the royal family, or the old monsters from other big factions.

In their eyes, the interests of the world are just a passing cloud. As long as the foundation of the sect is not destroyed, they will not make a move.

Tan Yun on the side also looked shocked, obviously he didn't expect that there was a master master near Yuzhou City.

"pretty close."

Li Fuzhou took a deep breath and said.

"Took away the mummy, what is that corpse?" Zhao Qingmei also had doubts in her heart.

The gathering of evil spirits, mummified corpses, master masters... What kind of connection is there among them?

...........

Outside Yuzhou City.

The autumn is high and crisp, and the light of the sun is shining down.

Like yesterday, Shuiyue followed closely behind the little doctor, but he had learned from the past.

Not long after, Shuiyue followed An Jing to a remote mountain forest.

"Following this little doctor every day is really boring. Could it be that this little doctor is the descendant of the Demon Sealing Stage?" Shuiyue looked at An Jing's back and thought to herself.

Ever since Huo Zhongyun lay on the bed, the person who protected the little doctor had fallen on him.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Suddenly, his eyes blurred, and a figure appeared in front of him, and then a black and white airflow emerged in a strange manner.

Shuiyue only felt that her brain was groggy and her whole body was lost.

This person is An Jing, and he is using the Guigu mental method at this moment.

Among the three sects of Taoism, the Guigu school calculates the secrets of heaven and asks divination. Its mind is mysterious and mysterious, not only has the effect of slightly shielding the secrets of heaven, but also has the effect of fascinating the soul.

"What's your name? What's your identity?"

An Jing asked lightly.

Shuiyue struggled a bit, then slowly opened her mouth, "I....Shuiyue, one of the four protectors of Renzong of the Demon Sect."

Sure enough, he is a master of the Demon Cult!

An Jing narrowed his eyes, and said in a concentrated voice: "Why are you following me? What's your purpose?"

"me......"

Shuiyue opened and closed her mouth, her expression became very painful, as if she was in a struggle.

An Jing frowned. It seemed that this Demon Cult master's mind was indeed not simple, and it might be because his Guigu mentality had not yet reached a certain level. If Jiang Sanjia was there, he might be able to completely fascinate this person.

If you persist in asking, there are only two results, one is that the moon in the water wakes up from the fascinated state, and the other is to become a complete fool.

No matter what kind of result it is, in the end, Li Fuzhou will be aware of it.

An Jing frowned, then stretched out his hands, the black and white air gushed out from his fingertips, and then printed into Shuiyue's eyes.

In a trance, Shuiyue woke up.

"Um!?"

Shuiyue quickly looked around, what about the little lady?

In the distance, there seemed to be a figure crouching under a tree, as if looking for something, he looked intently, it was the little doctor.

"Could this little doctor come to the mountains to find herbs?"

Shuiyue murmured to herself, but didn't care, anyway, his task was to protect this little doctor.

But in the eyes of normal people, Shuiyue is standing on a distant branch at this moment, observing a toad.

After suffering from An Jing's enchantment, he mistook the toad lying on the ground for An Jing.

The real An Jing was standing on a boulder not far away.

"This Demon Sect master has fallen into a ecstasy, and it is estimated that he will wake up soon. I have to quickly refine the spiritual energy of this world."

An Jingpan sat down, preparing to refine the aura of heaven and earth in his body.

Although he condensed the ground flower, he was not completely stabilized in the rush last night, his foundation was not stable, and it is not uncommon for him to fall into the realm.

The three flowers of heaven, earth and man represent the three flowers of spirit, energy and spirit. The breath is weak, breaking the bottom line of the human body, and the ground flower may also be broken. This is an extremely dangerous state.

An Jing took a deep breath, and then started the Guigu Xinfa and Daluo Xinfa at the same time.

These two mental methods have the same origin and have many similarities. The effect of simultaneous operation is much better than single operation. The only shortcoming requires extremely high aptitude and understanding.

But for him, this is naturally no longer a problem.

I saw the aura of heaven and earth entering An Jing, and the faint blue light poured directly into An Jing's body and limbs.

An Jing's mind sank, and then he began to enter the cultivation state with all his heart.

From the aura of the heavens and the earth into a faint blue light, the continuous stream of pure air invaded An Jing's body, constantly infecting everything it could encounter, whether it was bones, meridians, or even skin pores and so on.

An Jing hurriedly stabilized his mind, he knew that the most difficult step of refining was coming.

As An Jing expected, an energy that was more than ten times stronger than before suddenly spread out from the body's meridians, blood, bones, etc. For a while, An Jing's whole body seemed to be thrown into it. As if in a raging fire, the fiery flame seemed to wish to burn his bones into ashes, releasing increasingly hotter temperatures without mercy.

After a while, white mist seeped out from the top of his head. In the white mist, it was hazy and had a strange fragrance. An Jing clenched his teeth.

The aura of heaven and earth is born of heaven and earth, which can directly improve people's cultivation. The so-called good fortune of heaven and earth, there must be gains and losses. If you want to enjoy the benefits, you must pay.

"Wow!"

At this moment, the phantom of the ground flower behind An Jing emerged.

An Jing could clearly feel that as the scorching pain in his body spread, the ground flower behind him became more and more solidified by strong air currents.

When the ground flower is completely solidified, it will be the peak of the ground flower realm.

The aura of heaven and earth dissipated little by little and merged into his body, and the faint blue light gradually merged into the pale golden bones.

The originally faint golden light was infused with the aura of heaven and earth, and the color gradually deepened. If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to spot it at all.

Three flowers gathering on the top and golden bones are the marks of a master.

There are very few people in the world who can forge golden bones before they have reached the realm of a master, unless they have obtained the unique natural materials and earthly treasures, or they have cultivated top-notch Tianwu-level body-refining martial arts.

Body refining martial arts are very precious, and body refining martial arts at the level of Tianwu only exist in legends.

Shuiyue still observed the toad conscientiously.

Those intense and extreme qi crazily surged away from An Jing's body, like rivers and lakes pouring.

Whoa whoa whoa!

The air gathered around seemed to turn into flames.

An Jing didn't seem to notice the changes around him.

For two hours, his body did not move at all, and even his breathing became inaudible. If it weren't for a trace of vitality still coiling around his body, anyone would think it was a lifeless body. corpse.

As he sat down like an old monk who had passed away, traces of azure air flow quietly seeped out from the pores of his skin, and then wrapped around his body like tiny vines.

This is the return to silence in Guigu's mentality.

Accompanied by his state of quiescence, it seems that the whole world is fused with his breathing. Every time his breathing becomes heavier, the surrounding air will turbulent, and when his breathing is stable, the air will quietly When it calms down, the mountain forest will return to silence again.

Under these breaths and breaths, time passed quietly like sand between fingers.

In the mountains and forests, it is still as dead and quiet as before. Occasionally, there will be the sound of rushing when the air sweeps through, but the sound is extremely strange, which makes the place even more desolate.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the surroundings have become extremely peaceful.

An Jing then slowly opened his eyes, and then let out a heavy breath.

"The aura of heaven and earth has been completely refined, and the flowers of the earth have also condensed a lot."

After he finished talking to himself, he looked at the moon in the water, and couldn't help but be stunned, "This Demon Cult is indeed an existence that can compete with the Zhenyi Sect. The quality of the masters in the sect is beyond the reach of ordinary forces. It is really useful."

At this moment, Shuiyue was still staring at the toad, as if it was a stone sculpture, for fear that there would be even the slightest mistake.

..........

Fuyang Village, in two thatched huts.

The house is nothing more than thatched rafters, rope beds and tile stoves, but there is a faint fragrance wafting through it.

On the table, there was a plate of fried vegetables, steamed grass carp, and two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

Jiang Sanjia looked at the dishes on the table, sat down on his own, and there was this pair of empty bowls and chopsticks opposite him.

Suddenly, he looked at the empty bowls and chopsticks and laughed suddenly, then lowered his head, his smile gradually became bitter.

Thirty years ago, he was also a high-spirited young man, with fresh clothes and angry horses, happy to be kind and enmity, and fantasized about stepping on the wind and clouds of the times to become a trendy figure in the world.

The self 30 years ago would never have imagined that he would be in the situation he is today.

I open and close my eyes every day, but I am alone.

I always feel empty in my heart.

In the past few dozen days, I have traveled countless times to the motherland and woke up from my dreams.

Maybe it was a wrong step, but he felt that he was right.

So what was wrong?

Let him end up with no one to talk to.

"No one asked me right and wrong, no one asked me right and wrong, no one whispered to me, no one listened to my two or three words..."

Jiang Sanjia picked up the chopsticks and couldn't help hitting the broken bowl, making a tinkling sound.

"Brother Sanjia knew that I would visit today?"

At this moment, a voice came from outside the door.

At the door was An Jing in a navy blue robe.

When Jiang Sanjia heard this, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face, "Brother Zhou, why didn't you bring wine today?"