Chapter 118: Living Puppet Collecting Millennium Black Anaconda (10,000 characters)
In the 14th year of Xingping, January 13th.
Thousands of miles of snow blowing, the cold wind is like a knife, and the earth is desolate.
Jiangnan Province ushered in its second heavy snowfall.
Yuzhou City is covered in silver, turning into a city of white ocean.
At the gate of the city, there was still an endless stream of people coming and going, the sound of hawking was constant, and oxen, carts and horses were driving slowly.
At this time, Li Fuzhou and Zhou Xianming were riding on two tall horses. The horses' hooves were stepping on the snow, and the horses kept making chirping sounds.
Today is the day to practice for the two of them.
Han Wenxin, wearing a black police uniform, shouted: "Old man Zhou, these two big horses will be my support for you. If you come back from high school, don't forget my kindness. Didn't you scholars say that?"
Your kindness should be repaid with a spring of water."
An Jing and Zhao Qingmei were nearby, and they couldn't help laughing when they heard Han Wenxin's words.
The two horses were obtained by Han Wenxin from the Sima Supervisor. He was one of the two arresting leaders in Yuzhou City. He was not a high-ranking leader, but he was also a moderate leader. In addition, he was very popular on weekdays.
It's not that difficult to spend some money to build some connections and get two good horses.
Zhou Xianming tightened the reins skillfully and couldn't help but said: "You are repaying a favor, you have a bad conscience."
"You actually said that I have a bad conscience?"
Han Wenxin raised his brows and jumped angrily: "Then get off your horse quickly. I got this with real money. Do you know how scarce this money is for me?"
Han Wenxin's words are true. He can only get some money when he is giving out monthly gifts, and other times he doesn't even have a few cents. Today, he can bring out two good horses, which can be regarded as a big investment.
Zhou Xianming opened his mouth, and finally said cowardly: "I understand, don't you just want me to invite you to listen to the music?"
When Han Wenxin heard this, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "Don't worry after you leave. I will visit the oiran from time to time and help you take care of her."
"you dare!"
Upon hearing this, Zhou Xianming stared as if he couldn't bear it anymore.
"You see how excited you are when talking about that brothel girl."
Han Wenxin said angrily: "It is said that scholars have great ambitions, why are you so petty?"
Li Fuzhou on the side hugged Zhao Qingmei and said, "Miss, uncle, it's freezing outside, you should go back as soon as possible."
"It's okay."
Zhao Qingmei smiled faintly.
An Jing said with a smile: "Third Master, when you come back, we will have a drink and talk."
"Okay, when I come back, I will have another drink with my uncle."
Li Fuzhou smiled and said: "Li is also ready to set off."
Han Wenxin pondered for a moment and said: "According to this time, it will be a month before you arrive in Yujing City. The weather is cold and freezing, not only food and clothing are needed, but thieves and thieves must be more careful, especially Jianghu
People, you should still pay more attention when you are outside."
Zhou Xianming smiled and said: "Don't worry, Zhou has read thousands of miles of books and traveled thousands of miles, so naturally these are not a problem."
"Thank you very much, Capt. Han, for your kind words."
Li Fuzhou also bowed his hand.
An Jing secretly said to himself, Han Wenxin's words were true and they were indeed good words, but if the gangsters and ruthless bandits dared to kidnap Li Fuzhou, they would undoubtedly be seeking death.
Zhao Qingmei smiled and said: "Third Master, Mr. Zhou, have a nice trip."
"Yes, have a nice trip." Han Wenxin also shouted.
An Jing laughed loudly and said: "Third Master, it's boring to have a nice trip. I wish you good luck!"
Hearing this, Li Fuzhou's eyes lit up and he couldn't help but said: "My uncle is right, a smooth journey is boring. I must ride the wind and waves."
"drive!"
With that said, Li Fuzhou picked up the reins and headed off into the distance.
"drive!"
Zhou Xianming also followed closely behind.
The two fast horses disappeared in the roaring wind and snow in an instant, turning into one or two black spots.
Watching the black spot disappear, An Jing couldn't help but feel filled with emotion. He didn't know what it would be like to see Li Fuzhou next time, what his identity would be, and what his mood would be.
"Brother An, brothers and sisters, I will go on a patrol first."
When Han Wenxin saw this, he hugged An Jing's fists and then walked away with the knife.
Recently, because Lin Yiyang, the Yuheng Sword Sect, has spread his knowledge throughout the world, Yuzhou City has become a gathering of masters, a mixed bag of good and bad, and their agents have become busy in order to maintain public order.
"Madam, it's cold outside, let's go back."
An Jing chuckled lightly.
"Um."
Zhao Qingmei nodded.
Then the two of them walked towards home.
The snow was flying heavily, and countless snowflakes fell on the body and hair.
The two of them walked very slowly.
At this moment, An Jing reached out his hand and gently brushed the snow from her hair.
Zhao Qingmei enjoyed the silent time, almost greedy.
This kind of warmth has been imprinted in her life and flowing in her blood, making it difficult for her to forget.
"Madam, what's wrong?"
Look at Zhao Qingmei's soft eyes.
"It's okay, let's go."
Zhao Qingmei smiled and said, "I'm thinking about what to cook later."
"The weather is a bit cold. Madam, just make whatever you want."
"Husband, please do it."
"I suddenly remembered that I never cleaned the utility room."
"Then let Tan Yun do it."
The two of them walked slowly in the snow, their figures gradually disappearing under the snowflakes.
Morning and evening go together with the years, and the two of them walk together until the light of day.
.........
Yuzhou City, official road outside the city.
Two galloping horses galloping along.
It was Zhou Xianming and Li Fuzhou, both of whom were skilled in equestrian skills, and they left the boundaries of Yuzhou City in a short time.
"Um!?"
Suddenly, Li Fuzhou frowned, then reined in the reins: "Control!"
"Mr. Li, what's wrong?"
Zhou Xianming also reined in the reins and asked.
"There is someone waiting for you ahead, go ahead." Li Fuzhou said calmly.
"Is anyone waiting for me?"
When Zhou Xianming heard this, he felt a little doubt in his heart, but he still subconsciously drove his horse away.
Snowflakes were flying ahead, blocking the view. About half a quarter of an hour later, a figure in red gradually appeared.
"Miss Liyue!"
When Zhou Xianming saw that man, he couldn't help shouting.
The figure standing in the heavy snow is none other than Li Yue.
"Mr. Zhou, long time no see."
When Li Yue saw the person coming, there was a smile on her lips.
"I didn't... I didn't expect that you would come here to wait for me..."
Zhou Xianming got off the horse and stammered a little.
He was a little surprised because he didn't expect Li Yue to see him off.
Li Yue Yingying bowed, "Mr. Zhou is in Beijing to take the exam this time. I don't know when we will see him again. The little girl wants to thank Mr. Zhou for his care all the time and the lyrics and music he sent recently. I came here to express my gratitude to Mr. Zhou."
Go strong."
Zhou Xianming also smiled knowingly and said: "A thousand pieces of gold are easy to get, but a good friend is hard to find. It's fine if Miss Liyue likes her."
"Mr. Zhou is a great talent, and his lyrics are excellent. The little girl likes him very much." Li Yue said seriously.
"That's good, that's good."
Zhou Xianming looked serious and said: "The sky is freezing cold, don't let the wind and cold catch you. Miss Liyue, you'd better go back quickly. When Zhou returns, I'll come to visit you again."
Li Yue nodded slightly and said: "Okay, the little girl will wait for Mr. Zhou to go to high school. Mr. Zhou must not forget what he said today."
The two exchanged a few casual words, then Zhou Xianming got on his horse, held the reins and prepared to leave.
Looking at the retreating figure, Li Yue couldn't help but ask: "I wonder when Mr. Zhou will come back?"
"When spring comes, Zhou will definitely return!"
Zhou Xianming shouted loudly, and then he made up his mind and rode a fast horse towards the official road.
"Miss, Mr. Zhou has already left."
Not long after, the little maid came out. Seeing Li Yue still looking at the wind and snow in the distance, she couldn't help but say.
"It's good to keep this in mind. In fact, Mr. Zhou is a very nice person."
Li Yue smiled softly.
In the crack of darkness, a ray of light shines in, even if the darkness eventually swallows up that ray of light.
But there was a moment when it was bright.
The little maid looked at the woman in front of her, and she always felt that there was infinite sadness in her young lady's eyes, which was so deep that she couldn't get rid of it.
"Go back and tell Mother Zhao that the boat is closed." After Li Yue finished speaking, she turned around and walked towards the wind and snow in the distance.
"Miss, have you decided?"
When the little maid heard this, she quickly followed.
So far, there is one less scholar in the city of Yuzhou who can go to work on the fence, and there is also one less oiran on the Yuzhou River who is good at playing the piano and painting.
...........
Jishitang.
Tan Yun lay bored in front of the counter, feeling a little disappointed.
For some reason, Li Fuzhou didn't ask her to see him off when he left, but asked her to look at the hospital honestly.
"Now that Master is gone, it will probably take half a year to see him again."
Tan Yun muttered to himself.
When she saw Li Fuzhou on weekdays, she felt a little scared. Now that they were separated, she felt that she had not done a good enough job and failed to honor Li Fuzhou properly.
"No, I respect Master."
Tan Yun muttered, then laughed.
At this moment, she suddenly saw her uncle's medicine box on the counter.
My uncle usually puts it away carefully, and there is no way it can be placed casually on the counter.
"There might be some money hidden inside. I'll take advantage of my uncle's absence to open it secretly and take a look."
After struggling for a while, Tan Yun bravely walked towards the medicine box.
Just when she was about to reach out, a black shadow ran in from the backyard excitedly.
I saw the little black boy happily holding an embroidered shoe in his mouth and running hard with his four little feet, like a wild horse running wild.
"Little black boy!"
When Tan Yun saw his shoe being held in the mouth of the little black boy, he immediately said angrily, and then quickly chased after him.
"boom!"
The little black boy was running quickly when suddenly he felt darkness ahead. He could no longer stop and was knocked upside down.
"what happened?"
An Jing picked up the embroidered shoes on the ground.
"It's all this little black guy."
Tan Yun walked over quickly, took his shoes from An Jing, and said angrily: "I'll stew you tonight."
An Jing said with a smile: "That's just right, we haven't had any food or drinks for dinner yet."
"Husband, I'm afraid you have been thinking about this dog meat for a long time."
Zhao Qingmei patted the snow on An Jing and said with a smile.
An Jing said: "Madam, don't you want to eat it? Dog meat is eaten with wine. The more you drink, the more you eat."
"Want to eat."
Zhao Qingmei glanced at the little black boy rolling on the ground and said with a smile.
The little black boy seemed to have seen the look in Zhao Qingmei's eyes, and he lay down with a grunt, and then carefully hid behind Tan Yun, sticking his little head out from time to time, with a vigilant look on his face.
It's strange to say that every time An Jing glares at the little black boy, it barks at An Jing, but every time he sees Zhao Qingmei, it's like seeing a tiger...
...
"Little...Miss, do you really want to eat?"
Tan Yun opened his mouth.
If Zhao Qingmei said he wanted to eat, then the little black guy really wouldn't survive tonight... Thinking of this, Tan Yun's face turned pale.
"Keep it to ward off evil spirits."
Zhao Qingmei smiled faintly and said, "I'm going to cook first. You'll come and help cut the vegetables later."
With that said, Zhao Qingmei walked towards the kitchen.
"What a shame."
An Jing shook his head, feeling a little pity in his heart, and walked towards the back hall.
"call."
Hearing this, Tan Yun couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up the little black guy hiding behind him and said viciously: "You can escape the death penalty today, but you will never escape the punishment of living."
...........
An Jing got into the utility room and carefully moved the box.
Recently, Gui Gu's mental technique has been progressing quite rapidly, and it is not far behind the realm of Erxuan, but in the end it is just a way to save one's life.
Improving your own strength is also a top priority.
He had just arrived at Earth Flower, and if he wanted to reach the realm of Sky Flower, in addition to the treasures of heaven and earth, he also needed some time to accumulate and polish, and he couldn't rush this matter yet.
As for martial arts, he has the unpredictable Guiyi Sword Technique, Tianwu-level Nine-Yang Divine Finger, Hundred-step Flying Sword, etc. Unless he has perfected the Hundred-step Flying Sword or Nine-Yang Divine Finger, it will be more difficult than reaching
Smallpox is even more difficult.
The only thing that can allow him to quickly improve his strength are two things, one is foreign objects, and the other is casting golden bones into perfection.
If you want to cultivate into a golden bone, you must reach the realm of a master, and you must also practice Tianwu-level mental skills. This is also one of Tianwu's evaluation criteria.
Anjing used the Zhu Guo to incorporate the Bodhi Pearl, but he was not able to completely temper the golden bone, but the improvement in strength was obvious. If he could temper the golden bone to perfection, his strength would definitely be further improved.
"The Bodhi Pearl is actually just a relic, which has been influenced by Buddhism for hundreds of years. In other words, if there is another relic, I might be able to temper it into a perfect golden bone, but now the relic of the Dharma Wisdom Monk is in Puhui
In the hands of a Bodhisattva, this is a bit difficult..."
Relics, generally relics are bone relics, which can only be born after eminent monks in the realm of Bodhisattvas sit down and pass away. However, not all eminent monks have relics produced after they pass away.
Therefore, relics are considered extremely rare treasures even in Buddhism.
"It's almost a fool's dream to snatch the relics from the hands of the Bodhisattva Puhui. If you borrow them from him, there is some chance..."
An Jing turned quickly, then moved the box and took out the bamboo slips stored in it last time from the hidden compartment.
Mohist puppetry.
In that cave, he got a total of two blue opportunities. One was to rescue King Xu, who had a strange identity and unpredictable strength, and the other was to obtain the Mohist puppet technique.
"If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have let King Xu go. I would have just raised him by myself."
An Jing muttered, then picked up the bamboo slips.
The Mohist Puppetry Technique consists of six volumes, which introduces in detail all the Mohist institutions, as well as the mysterious puppetry technique.
If it can be called a treasure of blue opportunity, it must be extraordinary.
However, the production of these puppet techniques requires a large amount of resources. An Jing's identity is only a doctor, so it is obviously unrealistic to refine this puppet.
However, he remembered taking a quick glance at it. In the last volume of the Puppet Art, there was a kind of living puppet, which could be refined without any resources.
Living puppets, as the name suggests, are puppets made from living creatures.
At first glance, An Jing found it strange and mysterious.
This bamboo slip records the living puppet technique, which was first used on the bodies of wild animals and poultry to extract their souls, which is one of the gods of the Three Flowers. Once the gods are gone in the living being, it can be controlled as a puppet mechanism.
Later, this living puppet technique was deeply studied by the Mohists, and could even be applied to living people, and gradually became popular. Bamboo slips record that a Mohist master once refined three masters into living puppets and firmly controlled them.
However, later on, people from the Mohist family felt that this technique was too sinister and sinister. They were afraid that some people with ulterior motives would obtain it, so they rarely used this living puppet technique. Some even suggested burning the living puppet technique.
"Living puppet..."
An Jing narrowed his eyes slightly.
He also felt that this living puppet was very vicious, after all, it wanted to drain all the spirit, that is, the soul out of the living being.
Of course, it was impossible for him to subdue a master and let him surrender to him to refine a living puppet.
However, right now he has the best person to refine living puppets.
Millennium Black Anaconda!
First of all, the thousand-year-old black anaconda is an absolutely good thing. It is necessary to know that hundreds of thousands of military souls are buried under Lingping, which condenses into a long-lasting evil spirit. But the thousand-year-old black anaconda has evil energy on it. Obviously
It is unknown how many killings were caused.
If it wakes up, it will definitely cause disaster.
Secondly, the thousand-year-old black anaconda is a heterogeneous species. It may transform into a dragon in the future. It has a strong body and is very useful in refining a living puppet. It is a rare help.
Finally, the thousand-year-old black anaconda is currently sleeping. It is also the easiest time to extract its god by yourself. If you wait until it wakes up, it is basically impossible to refine it into a living puppet.
Thinking of this, An Jing took a deep breath and continued to look below the living puppet technique.
"Huh? Transformed into a ghost?"
I saw that under the Living Puppet Technique, there were dense rows of small characters recorded, which turned out to be a secret technique.
Use its essence and blood to burn it with the soul, and use it to make a fire that is half human and half ghost. It will make great progress. However, if there are more of them and the soul is stronger, the damage will be greater. Remember.
"This secret technique and living puppets are a perfect match."
"In other words, you can burn the soul of the thousand-year-old black anaconda together with your own blood and essence, reaching a state of half human and half ghost, and your strength can be improved in a short period of time..."
When An Jing saw this, his heart started beating wildly, but he soon calmed down.
There is also a description in the secret technique that the more people use this secret technique, the stronger the soul will be and the greater the damage will be to oneself. Do not use this technique unless it is absolutely necessary.
"call!"
An Jing carefully recorded all the living puppetry and ghost transformation in his mind, and then slowly closed the bamboo slip.
.........
Kitchen room.
Tan Yun carefully said through the transmission: "Miss, Luo Zixiang from the Di Zong is here,"
"Is he here?"
Zhao Qingmei's cooking movements did not stop at all.
Tan Yun said with a worried face: "I came to Yuzhou City on the order of the leader of the Tianzong. I have important information to report. It is said that the Houjin Golden Eagle Flag has changed and is very active. Moreover, the masters of the Snow Mountain are also frequently going down the mountain. It seems that there is something wrong.
The plan to march into Dongluo Pass..."
Even though she doesn't study the general trend of the world, she is very familiar with the current Hou Jin.
The Later Jin Dynasty occupied the vast grasslands and countless snow-capped mountains. Originally, countless nomads lived here, conquering each other, leaping on horseback and waving arms, and there was no unity.
Until forty years ago, a hero appeared. He spent twenty years to unify the prairie and established the first prairie dynasty, the Jin Dynasty. It has been stable and developed for another twenty years.
The ambition of this hero is well known to everyone.
With such a behemoth overturning, it would be extremely difficult for the Demon Sect to survive under its command.
"Houjin?"
Zhao Qingmei said calmly: "This is probably a test, or a false accusation. Just ask Duanmu Xinghua to reveal the news to Wuhou Wang Xiashi of Dayan."
Dongluo Pass is just a pass, occupied by masters of the Demon Cult. Although its geographical location is very special and seems to be extremely important, it also leaves constraints.
If the Later Jin Dynasty seizes this place, it will face pressure from Zhao, Dayan, and the Pure Land of the Western Regions, and it will definitely be impossible for him to destroy the entire demon sect.
When the demon sect Dongluo Pass is broken, if the demon sect cannot be completely destroyed, the masters of the demon sect will definitely assassinate the generals in the army, which will cause the Hou Jin army to suffer terribly. It can be said that it is surrounded by enemies from both sides. This is not a wise move.
Unless the Later Jin Dynasty has the powerful strength to face the three forces of the Demon Sect, the Yan Dynasty, and Buddhism at the same time.
In addition to Dongluo Pass, the closest neighbor to Houjin was Dayan.
Nowadays, there are many factions in Dayan Temple, the Taiping Emperor has failed to attack the shackles, and the life and death of the retreat is uncertain. The prince and several princes are also fighting openly and secretly. It is the best time to swallow up Dayan.
Taking advantage of this great opportunity, he actually wanted to invade Dongluo Pass. There must be something fishy about this matter.
It is very likely that it was Hou Jin's plan to seize the opportunity to attack the east and attack the west.
Regarding the world situation, Zhao Qingmei has her own opinions and plans.
Chaos has arisen in the world today, but it has not yet reached the point where it is about to break out.
They are all testing, or waiting to see what happens.
Did the Taiping Emperor really fail to break through the shackles, or did he succeed? What if it was a ruse? No one knows this, and Xiao Qianqiu, who is most promising to become a grand master, has not left the mountain for almost ten years.
The water in Dayan is so deep, what about Zhao and Buddhism?
Zhao Qingmei had conceived it in her mind earlier. If she really wanted to compete for supremacy, her first small goal would be to become a grand master.
Only by reaching the realm of a great master can one strive to conquer the world and realize his grand ambitions.
After all, the foundation of demon religion is still far different from that of temple.
And she did exactly this, waiting for the opportunity.
Just like Li Fuzhou said, she has never changed, she has always been herself.
Jiang Renyi adheres to his father's ambition and wants his world to accommodate this world.
But Zhao Qingmei is not like that. She just wants the world to dance in her hands, and she can hold it as soon as she reaches out.
This is what she has in mind.
Tan Yun continued: "Luo Zixiang also brought the password of the master of the Tianzong, hoping that the master can return to the main altar. After all, this matter is of great importance and must not be careless."
"go back?"
Zhao Qingmei raised her eyebrows, feeling particularly strange in her heart.
She knew Duanmu Xinghua's temper very well. It was impossible not to see Hou Jin's tricks. Why was he so anxious to let her go back? Is there something big going on?
"Tell Luo Zixiang that I will leave in a month." Zhao Qingmei thought for a while and said.
"Yes, my subordinates are aware of it."
Tan Yun nodded.
.........
Two days later, Yuzhou City, Huanglong Tower.
In Hexi, Yuzhou, a Huanglong Tower is built.
The Huanglong Tower has six floors of cornices, a pointed roof, and is covered with golden glazed tiles. There are corridors, pavilions, etc. outside the building. There is a plaque left by a Confucian saint from the Zhou Dynasty on it. It is one of the famous places of interest in Yuzhou City.
Standing on the tower, you can see the meandering Yuzhou River, hundreds of boats racing in the water, the bustling hoods on both sides, and a panoramic view of Yuzhou.
Because tomorrow Puhui Bodhisattva will give a lecture, and there will be a battle between Lin Yiyang and Buddha.
Today, the city of Yuzhou is very lively, and people with swords and swords can be seen everywhere on the streets. Among them are some well-known heroes, heroes, and even Su Lao who has retired from the world.
It can be said that today's Yuzhou City is a mixed bag of good and bad, and if you move a brick, you may hit a master of martial arts who is rarely seen in ordinary times.
At this time, on the top of the tower, stood an old man wearing a black cloak. The old man had no expression on his face and silently looked at the scenery of Yuzhou below.
It can be seen from the eyebrows that this person is very similar to Xi Jikui.
This person is none other than Xi Yuanjun, the current Deputy Governor of Xuanyi Guard, who is known as the Dragon and Phoenix in the world.
"Brother Xi, we haven't seen each other for so many years, but I didn't expect to meet again in Yuzhou today."
At this time, an old voice sounded from behind.
Following the sound, I saw an old man in commoner clothes walking slowly towards him. The old man had kind eyes and kind eyes, and a smile on his lips. His right arm was supported by a woman of seventeen or eighteen years old.
Spiritual energy.
"It's true that we haven't seen each other for many years."
Xi Yuanjun turned around and glanced at the woman, then stretched out his palms to gesture to his knees and said, "When we first met, she was only this big."
The old man nodded and said to the woman: "Meixian, this is Xi Yuanjun, the current Deputy Governor of Xuanyi Guard. He was only four years old when he first met you. Please call him Grandpa Xi."
When the woman heard this, she saluted Xi Yuanjun and said, "Meixian has met Grandpa Xi."
"You are welcome."
Xi Yuanjun waved his hand, and then sighed deeply.
Jia Meixian is the granddaughter of Jia Shiwu, the master of Sixiang Sect. The old man in cloth in front of her is Jiashishi, the master of Sixiang Sect.
"I heard that Li Fuzhou has left Yuzhou City. Brother Xi is afraid that his visit this time was in vain."
Jia Shiwu sighed.
"I already know."
There was a hint of coldness in Xi Yuanjun's deep eyes, "Li Fuzhou and I will have a life-or-death battle."
A white-haired person giving a black-haired person a gift is one of the most painful things in the world.
Jia Shishi thought for a while and then said: "Li Fuzhou has recovered from his injury and his strength may have reached a higher level. Brother Xi should still be careful."
Li Fuzhou is a genius, this is something everyone in the world knows very well. Now that he has recovered from his serious injury, his strength will definitely improve greatly.
Xi Yuanjun said calmly: "Since Li Fuzhou is no longer here in Yuzhou City, Xi will not think about it anymore. Is Brother Jia here just to watch the battle between Lin Yiyang and Puhui Bodhisattva?"
"That's right."
Jia Shiwu nodded and said in a deep voice: "Lin Yiyang has perfected the three flowers and is only one step away from reaching the master. However, he has been struggling to suppress his cultivation. He has always wanted to wait until his sword skills are perfect and break through the shackles. Now he goes down the mountain to ask the Buddha.
, the first is for the grudge between Yuheng Sword Sect and Buddhism, and the second is to prepare to test the sword with Puhui Bodhisattva."
"I am very curious about Lin Yiyang's strength, and I am even more curious about the strength of Puhui Bodhisattva in the master realm."
Half-step master versus grandmaster, this gimmick alone is enough to attract many masters.
"Lin Yiyang's swordsmanship is extremely high. He has reached the peak of the fifth level. He is also holding the Phoenix Sword. I am no match for him."
Xi Yuanjun shook his head and then said: "But he is definitely no match for the Bodhisattva Puhui."
Xi Yuanjun's tone was filled with determination.
There was also a trace of expectation in Jia Meixian's eyes. Such an amazing showdown was definitely rare in the world, otherwise Jia Shiwu would not have brought her from Lingnan Road to watch the battle.
Jia Shiwu said slowly: "Let's wait and see. Lin Yiyang dares to challenge the master at half-step master level. If he has no bottom in his heart, he will definitely not do this."
"I see that many experts have come to Yuzhou City now. Brother Xi may be quite busy these two days."
There are already many grievances and disputes in the arena, especially when the masters of the arena gather together, it becomes even more chaotic and chaotic.
Xi Yuanjun nodded and said quietly: "Winds and clouds are gathering, undercurrents are surging, and we are all waiting for the battle tomorrow."
After he learned that Li Fuzhou had left, he did not leave immediately. On the one hand, he wanted to stay and guard Yuzhou City, which was now a mixed bag. On the other hand, he wanted to watch tomorrow's battle and seek opportunities for breakthroughs.
Even though Xi Yuanjun knew that the shackles of his breakthrough were slim.
However, the road never ends.
.........
Jishi Hall, bedroom, dimly lit.
An Jing leaned on the chair, drinking a cup of tea in one hand and holding a little book in the other.
It looks like he is reading a book, but in his heart he is pondering and studying the art of living puppets.
Through these two days of research and study, he has memorized all the living puppetry and ghost transformation in his heart, and has practiced it dozens of times in his mind. Tomorrow, Puhui Bodhisattva will give a lecture, and the head of Yuheng Sword Sect will challenge him.
, is the best time.
At that time, the attention of both ordinary people and martial arts masters will be attracted by this matter. It is also the best time for him to sneak into Qinghe Pier and collect the soul of the thousand-year-old black anaconda.
"call....."
After letting out a breath and taking a sip of tea, An Jing looked at Zhao Qingmei who was meditating with her pen, feeling a little strange in her heart.
"Madam, what are you writing? I see you haven't started writing yet."
Zhao Qingmei was sitting at the table, holding a pen in her hand, wondering what she was thinking.
Hearing An Jing's words, Zhao Qingmei raised her lips, "I'm wondering if the sun will be sunny tomorrow, otherwise it will be difficult to dry the clothes."
As she spoke, she picked up a hawthorn next to her and put it in her mouth.
"Madam, what's there to think about?"
An Jing stepped forward and said with a smile: "By the way, didn't you say you want to see a Buddhist monk give a lecture tomorrow?"
"Yes what's the matter?"
Zhao Qingmei nodded.
She is also a little curious about this Buddhist Bodhisattva and the five great swordsmen in the world.
An Jing pinched Zhao Qingmei's shoulder and said, "I won't go. I'm going to buy some herbs tomorrow. I may not be back until very late. You can ask Tan Yun to accompany you."
With a trace of curiosity in her beautiful eyes, Zhao Qingmei said: "Husband, don't you want to see the duel between these martial arts masters? I heard that one of them is a current swordsman, the head of the Yuheng Sword Sect of the seven major sects."
An Jing was really surprised. He had also practiced martial arts, but he didn't seem to be interested in fighting against such a master.
Also, he was not present at the last demon-killing conference at Faxi Temple.
An Jing waved his hand and said: "Forget it, I don't think there's anything interesting to see. There's nothing interesting about the disputes in the rivers and lakes, and the intrigues. It's just a sword attack, there is an extra hole, and one person died."
"All right."
Zhao Qingmei nodded after hearing this.
Maybe he just doesn't like the strife in the world, so even though he got this rare martial art, he didn't practice much.
"Madam, how do these hawthorns taste?"
"not bad."
As Zhao Qingmei spoke, she stretched out her jade fingers to pick up a hawthorn and put it into An Jing's mouth, "It's sour and sweet. It's delicious."
"It's pretty good..."
An Jing licked his green onion fingers and was about to speak when he heard someone stepping on the eaves not far away.
It seems that there are really many masters in Yuzhou City recently.
Zhao Qingmei also frowned and her heart sank.
Not long after, when he heard the flying sound from near to far, An Jing's face did not change at all, "The taste of hawthorn is really good."
"Maybe the next one will be more delicious."
Zhao Qingmei picked up a hawthorn, stuffed it into her mouth, and said seductively.
...........
At this time, the moon and stars were scarce, and everything in Yuzhou City was completely silent.
On the eaves and flowing tiles, two figures passed by.
"Mo Yan, why are you walking so fast? Are you brewing some dirty conspiracy, and are you afraid that others will know about it?" The old man in blue with long hair behind him gave a clear drink, and then raised his body and sprinkled the water in his hand.
.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
It seemed like countless rays of cold light rushed out and flew towards the figure in front.
"Ding ding ding ding!"
The man in front was about forty years old, wearing a mask with a green face and fangs. He seemed to feel the strong wind coming from behind. He drew the long knife from his waist and knocked away all the hidden weapons behind his back.
Mo Yan said angrily: "Zhao Liangdong, I have no grudges with you in Tianji Pavilion. Don't refuse to drink the toast or eat the fine wine!"
Ever since he came out of Qiyun Mansion, Zhao Liangdong from the Blue River Sect has been following him, which is really hateful.
Zhao Liangdong, the peak master of the Blue River Sect's third peak, is average in strength among the masters of the six peaks of the Blue River Sect.
"snort!"
Zhao Liangdong said expressionlessly: "Su has no grudges. What a good guy to have no grudges. My master's death was a gift from your Tianji Pavilion. How can he say that he has no grudges?"
Mo Yan said coldly: "He brought it upon himself. What does it have to do with me? Zhao Liangdong, don't think that just because you are from the Blue River Sect, I, the Tianji Pavilion, dare not deal with you."
Zhao Liangdong said: "Tell me honestly, what happened in the beginning..."
"Excuse me, I have nothing to do with this matter. You have to go find the owner of Fengyu Building."
Mo Yan was so angry that he directly interrupted Zhao Liangdong's words.
Zhao Liangdong said calmly: "I can't find the owner of Fengyu Tower, and I am not his opponent."
What kind of master is the owner of Fengyu Tower?
Not to mention his name in the world, no one has even seen him take action, they only know that there is such a number one person.
Mo Yan was even more angry. Zhao Liangdong clearly regarded him as a soft persimmon. He couldn't help but said: "Zhao Liangdong, I think you are also a person who values friendship and loyalty. I advise you to take less care of this matter. The seal of Sanmiao Mountain
, Buddhism has lost a Bodhisattva, but your Blue River Sect has only lost a Tianhua Realm master, so that’s nothing.”
Zhao Liangdong pondered for a long time and said: "What you Tianji Pavilion is best at is speculation and playing both sides. Tell me everything you did in Yuzhou City today, and I will not pester you today."
Tianji Pavilion has a very good reputation in the Jianghu, and many forces are inextricably linked to it. Its level of mystery is second only to the current Fengyu Tower. It sells information in the Jianghu and takes advantage of taboos in the Jianghu.
It is said that the Blood Spirit Art of the Blood Spirit Sword is a rubbing purchased by Feng Yulou from Tianji Pavilion. As for the authenticity, not many people know.
"It's your grandma's fault. Just follow."
Mo Yan glanced at Zhao Liangdong, who was like a dog-skin plaster, and straightened his body, stepping on the tiles with his toes, and flew away into the distance like a breeze.
"Then I will follow you today."
Zhao Liangdong didn't talk nonsense and followed quickly.
.........
Yuzhou City, Fulin Inn.
Lin Yiyang was sitting cross-legged on the bed, with an ancient long sword in front of him. The sword was smooth and reflected the faint candlelight.
This is the sword of the Yuheng Sword Sect, the Phoenix Sword.
Since Lin Yiyang started practicing swordplay, he would meditate for half an hour every night, letting go of everything and not thinking about anything.
He didn't know how much time passed before he slowly opened his eyes.
"come in."
As Lin Yiyang finished speaking, the door slowly opened, and a young man walked in, as if he had been waiting outside the door for a long time.
The young man has an ordinary appearance and is still an extremely inconspicuous presence among the crowd.
"Junior Qi Yun pays homage to Senior Lin."
The young man cupped his fists and said to Lin Yiyang who was sitting cross-legged.
"Well, what's the purpose of your coming here this time?"
Lin Yiyang's eyes were as calm as Yuandao.
Qi Yun leaned over and said, "This junior is here to say hello on behalf of the family master."
"Send you hello, Master Xiao? Interesting."
Lin Yiyang couldn't help but smile when he heard this.
If the Demonic Sect and the Buddhist Sect had not entered Dayan, then the largest sect in the world would be the Zhenyi Sect, and it would still be the only one. Then the second largest sect would be the Yuheng Sword Sect. The two sects would seem to have no affinity with each other.
, but there are also some overt and covert struggles.
However, after Xiao Qianqiu became the number one person in Dayan Jianghu, no one in the world dared to compete with the Zhenyi Sect. Even the Yuheng Sword Sect avoided its edge.
"Does Master Xiao have a message?" Lin Yiyang asked.
"No, the master is just saying hello." Qi Yun pondered for a moment and said: "The junior has always admired the senior's style, and it is indeed extraordinary to see him today."
Lin Yiyang turned a deaf ear to Qi Yun's flattery and said calmly: "There is no need to admire others' grace. The best way to admire them is to admire them with a sword."
Qi Yun heard Lin Yiyang's words and laughed dryly: "Senior is joking, junior has dull qualifications and low strength, how can he be the opponent of senior."
Lin Yiyang said: "Your qualifications are indeed a bit dull. If you go back and practice for fifty years, and when all the older generations are dead and have risen to the top, this world may be yours."
Lin Yiyang spoke in an understatement, as if he was talking about a normal thing.
Even though Qi Yun was very forbearing, when he heard Lin Yiyang's words, his face was still full of embarrassment.
Seeing that Qi Yun was silent, Lin Yiyang waved his hand and said: "If there is nothing else, go back, I need to rest."
"Then junior will not disturb senior."
When Qi Yun heard this, he cupped his hands towards Lin Yiyang.
At this moment, Qiu Wanxia walked in slowly.
"Senior Qiu, this junior is leaving."
Qi Yun said something to Qiu Wanxia and left slowly.
Qiu Wanxia looked at Qi Yun's back and couldn't help laughing: "Senior brother, it seems that this junior has been lectured by you?"
"Preach him?"
Lin Yiyang shook his head, "It's just a waste of my time. No matter how much I say, I still don't understand."
A disciple of Xiao Qianqiu of the Zhenyi Sect, he is the number one young person in Dayan today, but in Lin Yiyang's words it seems that he is not worth mentioning at all.
Qiu Wanxia knew Lin Yiyang's temperament very well and said: "Brother, it's time to wash up and rest."
"knew."
Lin Yiyang handed the Phoenix Sword in his hand to Qiu Wanxia.