An Jing heard Tan Yun's words and said angrily: "Are you an early bird? You are an early pig!"
"Uncle, you...you are rude."
When Tan Yun heard this, his face suddenly turned red.
My uncle actually called her a pig that gets up early!?
She got up before dawn today, doing laundry and killing chickens. She was so busy that An Jing couldn't help but praise her and even called her a pig.
Looking at Tan Yun's angry face, An Jing couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched it, saying: "Forget it, I don't remember the faults of villains. Since you work hard every day, I won't care about you.
It’s about stealing chicken soup.”
Tan Yun bit his lip and said: "Uncle, you are talking nonsense, who secretly drank your chicken soup."
"Didn't you drink?"
When An Jing heard this, he suddenly became a little strange.
Tan Yun quickly said: "The chicken soup is in the earthen pot. I was afraid of the cold, so I put it in the closet."
"In the closet, real or fake?"
Hearing this, An Jing turned around and returned to Jishi Hall.
"Can I still lie to you?"
Tan Yun also hurriedly followed.
"Husband, what are you doing in such a hurry?" Zhao Qingmei couldn't help but asked when she saw An Jing leaving and coming back.
"I'm looking for chicken soup."
After An Jing finished speaking, he hurried towards the kitchen.
"Crunch!"
When I opened the closet, I saw an earthen jar inside, and a strong fragrance wafted out.
Tan Yun said from the side: "You see, uncle, you wronged me, but I didn't drink your chicken soup secretly."
Not only did she not drink it secretly, but she was afraid that the chicken soup would get cold, so she put it in the closet to keep it warm.
Thinking of this, I suddenly felt aggrieved.
"smell good."
When An Jing heard this, he laughed twice.
Tan Yun didn't eat it secretly. It seemed that he had really wronged her.
Tan Yun pouted and said, "Uncle, in your heart, am I this kind of person?"
Is not it?
An Jing cursed in his heart, and then comforted him: "Okay, okay, I wronged you. You are a diligent bird."
"But I'm still so sad."
Tan Yun's head drooped slightly and he whispered: "I didn't expect that I would be so unworthy in my uncle's eyes. I am a gourmet who only knows how to steal food."
"And uncle, you actually said that to me over a jar of chicken soup."
At this moment, she looked very lost, standing there helpless and sad.
"Woof woof! woof woof!"
The little black boy kept shouting next to him.
After all, I misunderstood her, and calling her a pig that gets up early seems to be very hurtful...
An Jing touched his nose and said, "Let's do this. I'll give you half of the chicken soup."
"No." Tan Yun lowered his head and said, "I need to add more chicken legs."
An Jing: "......"
Later, Tan Yun carefully came to the front of the hall, carrying the earthen jar.
"What's wrong?"
Zhao Qingmei asked when she saw this.
"Let's drink this chicken soup together."
An Jing came out with three bowls and said, "After all, madam, you have been stewing for so long, and I can't finish this chicken by myself."
When he opened the earthenware pot, a particularly mellow fragrance floated in. Gold-colored chicken soup dripped with oil, and the snow-white soup suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. An Jing held the exquisite blue and white porcelain bowl, put the chicken legs in, and then served it.
A bowl was placed in front of Zhao Qingmei.
"Ma'am, thank you for your hard work."
When Zhao Qingmei heard this, the corners of her mouth raised and she said, "I made this book."
"Aren't I borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha?" An Jing said with a smile.
This chicken soup contains Chinese wolfberry, Codonopsis pilosula and Astragalus membranaceus and other traditional Chinese medicines. It looks nourishing and delicious.
An Jing poured himself a bowl and took a small sip. An indescribable aroma suddenly spread between his lips and teeth, which could not be dissipated for a long time. After swallowing it, he had a long aftertaste, with a faint medicinal aroma.
, mixed with the unique taste of chicken, making your whole body full of energy.
"It tastes really good." An Jing couldn't help but praise.
Tan Yun couldn't wait to take a sip, and then a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
"Woof woof! woof woof!"
The little black boy lay directly on Tan Yun's calf with his front legs, looking eagerly at the chicken drumstick in Tan Yun's hand.
"I got this from my own efforts, and you still want to take it for free?"
Tan Yun kicked away the little black boy and ran to the corner.
The little black boy rolled twice on the ground and then quickly followed.
"Um!?"
At this moment, An Jing noticed the changes in the book from the ground, and was suddenly shocked.
Purple!?
This was the first time he had seen the purple opportunity.
The blue opportunity is to obtain the priceless machine puppet technique and the mysterious favor of a master. What a treasure this purple opportunity will be.
What kind of magic is hidden in Willow Villa that can actually have the purple opportunity!?
"When I've been tempered into a perfect golden bone, I can go explore it."
An Jing took a deep breath and thought to himself.
This purple opportunity is so tempting and curious.
"What are you thinking about?" Zhao Qingmei couldn't help but asked when she saw An Jing was in a daze.
"No...it's okay. I was thinking that this chicken soup is really delicious. By the way, where does this chicken come from?"
"This guy from Han Wenxin gave it to me."
"He's been very busy these days, but I rarely see him."
"No, Yuzhou City is full of people from all walks of life, so he is naturally busy."
........
Three days later, Yujing City.
Outer city, Baihuajing Lane.
As the capital of the Yan Dynasty, the prosperity of Yujing City is naturally extraordinary, with people coming and going at the city gate, and there is a constant flow.
Especially after the new year, when the National Examination is approaching, students from all over the world gather from all over.
At the entrance of the alley, there is a dilapidated courtyard.
Jiang Sanjia held a piece of white paper in his hand, looked at it carefully, and then couldn't help laughing, "Brother Zhou really didn't disappoint me. It seems that he was hiding his clumsiness before."
How could a person with such great luck die so young? From this point of view, the situation he set up is really possible.
Thinking of this, a glimmer of light appeared in Jiang Sanjia's eyes.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, there was a sound outside the door.
"Enter."
Jiang Sanjia said calmly.
As the courtyard door opened, a hunched eunuch walked in.
Seeing the old eunuch, Jiang Sanjia's pupils shrank violently.
"Master Jiang, we haven't seen you for a long time. Please be polite." The old eunuch bowed his hands to Jiang Sanjia.
This old eunuch is none other than Eunuch Pingde, the eunuch in charge of Kunning Palace.
"Why did Eunuch Pingde come here this time?"
Jiang Sanjia tried his best to keep himself calm, but his voice was still trembling.
"Concubine Rong, please tell me that I have something to ask Mr. Jiang."
Ping De Gong Jing.
"good."
Jiang Sanjia took a deep breath and said, "Then please trouble Eunuch Pingde to lead the way."
The person in the deep palace was finally willing to see him.
"Don't bother me, I'll do what I should do."
Eunuch Pingde nodded, then turned and walked out of the courtyard.
The two of them walked out of Baihuajing Alley, walked into the inner city, and arrived at the Imperial City.
Along the way, Jiang Sanjia looked at the high walls of the palace, the little palace ladies and eunuchs on both sides, and couldn't help but say: "It seems that things have changed after so many years, but they haven't changed at all."
"This old slave has been here all his life and doesn't know much about what Master Jiang said."
Eunuch Pingde smiled and said: "This old slave only knows the little maids in the palace. The eunuchs are replaced one after another, the nobles are also replaced one after another, and the palace walls have been renovated twice."
Some come, some stay, and some go.
For some people, this deep palace is like a prison where they are detained. But for people like Eunuch Pingde who have been there all their lives, only habits remain.
Jiang Sanjia looked ahead and said softly: "The Human Emperor sitting high above has not changed."
"Master Jiang, I don't want to say this."
Eunuch Pingde's expression changed slightly and he said quickly.
This place is the Great Inner Forbidden Palace. In addition to the patrolling Forbidden Army, there are also many internal experts and secret agents. If you say something that you shouldn't say, your life will be in danger.
Eunuch Pingde has stayed here all his life, so he is naturally familiar with the rules in the palace.
Here, talk less and do more, listen to what you should hear and don't listen to what you shouldn't.
Although Jiang Sanjia was unsatisfactory in the temple because of his withdrawn temperament and the estrangement from the Zhenyi Sect, because he was the eunuch in charge of Kunning Palace, he still had some understanding of Jiang Sanjia's personality and was quite fond of him.
Sympathy.
In his own words, although we eunuchs don't have birds, we still have human touch.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Jiang Sanjia laughed loudly and said, "Eunuch Pingde, let's go."
"please."
Eunuch Pingde stretched out his hand.
With Grandpa Guangde leading the way, it was smooth sailing, and the two of them chatted every sentence.
One is alone and helpless in the palace, while the other is wandering outside the palace and has no place to live.
At this moment, a figure appeared in front of him.
The man had a handsome appearance, with a kind of feminine beauty. His eyes were cold and aloof, and his deep dark eyes were full of calm. His black hair was scattered around his ears. There was a cold, handsome aura surrounding him.
It makes people secretly marvel.
Wearing a black robe, if you look closely, there is a green python embroidered on the robe, and he is holding a simple, vast sword in his hand.
This sword is exactly the Emperor Dayan Sword!
Jiang Sanjia's pupils trembled slightly.
In this forbidden palace, the identity of the person who can hold the Emperor Yan's Sword is naturally revealed. He is none other than the sword-wielding father-in-law Zhong Binru, one of the three eunuchs under the current Emperor.
He is also one of the five great swordsmen in the world today. He achieved the status of a Grandmaster in March last year and became famous all over the world.
Jiang Sanjia also met this person twice, but Zhong Binru was standing next to the Human Emperor the first two times, and he did not observe carefully.
It is rumored that this person has an extremely weird personality...
"Lord Zhong."
When Eunuch Pingde saw the person coming, he quickly leaned over and said.
"Um."
Zhong Binru nodded indifferently, and then walked out of the palace. His eyes did not look at Eunuch Pingde, and naturally he did not look at Jiang Sanjia.
It seems that he is indifferent to everything.
Jiang Sanjia looked at the back and whispered: "Is Master Zhong going outside the city?"
"Yes."
Eunuch Pingde whispered: "Eunuch Zhang Jian goes to Wangjing Mountain every month to worship his wife."
Jiang Sanjia nodded, he also knew something about this matter. The sword master Zhong Binru was an excellent swordsman before he entered the palace. Later, because of his wife's death, he entered the palace in despair.
, became the Emperor’s sword-wielding father-in-law.
After entering the Forbidden Palace, this man practiced his sword day and night, and did not think about anything other than practicing his sword.
It is said that it was because he wanted to stop thinking too much and focus on practicing swordsmanship that he wielded a sword and became a eunuch from the palace.
As for his attainments in swordsmanship, this person is still above Lin Yiyang.
"let's go."
Jiang Sanjia said nothing more.
Eunuch Pingde nodded, and then the two of them walked slowly to the main hall of Kunning Palace.
"Master Jiang, please come in." Eunuch Pingde stretched out his hand in a gesture of invitation.
Jiang Sanjia took a deep breath, calmed down his mood, then raised his steps slightly and walked into the main hall.
The hall is grand and majestic, with incense burners in the corners and sandalwood flowing from them. Directly in front is a half-covered screen.
There is a graceful figure behind the screen. Although the beauty's face cannot be seen clearly, you can still feel the touching figure through the screen figure.
"I pay my respects to the noble concubine!"
Jiang Sanjia bent his body slightly and said to the screen.
"No gift."
A crisp, pleasant sound came from behind the screen.
Behind this screen is Mu Xiaoyun's sister, the current imperial concubine Mu Xiaowan.
Jiang Sanjia stood up straight. He always had a lot of words in his heart, but he didn't know how to express them at this moment.
Mu Xiaowan said: "Master Jiang, you have suffered."
"Your Majesty, your words are serious." Jiang Sanjia lowered his eyebrows.
"But now it's all over."
Mu Xiaowan chuckled lightly, "You have been in Yujing City for a while, and I haven't seen you. Can you blame me?"
"Wei Chen dare not."
Jiang Sanjia trembled in his heart.
"...Don't dare."
Mu Xiaowan whispered to herself, "Sanjia, you still resent me in your heart."
Jiang Sanjia fell silent and did not speak.
Mu Xiaowan sighed and asked, "Where is my sister now?"
Jiang Sanjia paused and said: "Dongluo Pass."
"Dongluo Pass!?"
Mu Xiaowan's tone rose slightly.
Dongluo Pass is the realm of the Demon Sect, and no one in the world does not know it. Others do not know Mu Xiaoyun, but how could Mu Xiaowan not know that Mu Xiaoyun is going to join the Demon Sect.
Mu Xiaowan waved her hand and said coldly: "It's going to rain. Mother wants to get married. Since some people are seeking death, let her go."
"Everyone has his or her own choice, and right and wrong remain in one's heart." Jiang Sanjia said slowly.
Afterwards, neither of them spoke, and the hall fell into a brief silence.
After a long while, Mu Xiaowan took a deep breath and said, "Sanjia, I need you to do me a favor."
Jiang Sanjia smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, you are too polite. It is the duty of a humble minister to share your worries with you."
He knew that if nothing happened, why would Mu Xiaowan want to see him?
Mu Xiaowan said: "Demon religions and Buddhism appeared one after another, and chaos gradually emerged. I want to know where the general trend of the world is..."
"The general trend of the world?"
Jiang Sanjia shook his head and said: "The imperial concubine is really joking. How many people can see through the general trend of the world?"
"Can't Guigu Shen calculate it?"
"Hasn't the imperial concubine ever heard the saying, Tao cannot be exhausted?"
Hearing Jiang Sanjia's words, Mu Xiaowan was silent for a while, and then said: "This is the only thing I ask you for. Besides, as a member of Qin Tianjian, shouldn't you be responsible for calculating the country's power for Dayan?
?”
"This matter is not only what I said, but also what Grand Master Zhao Tianyi asked me to say to you."
Jiang Sanjia sighed in his heart and said: "Wei Chen understands what the imperial concubine said. After Wei Chen prepares for a period of time, he will try it on the Qin Tiantai."
Zhao Tianyi knew Jiang Sanjia's temperament, and only Mu Xiaowan could make him relent.
Mu Xiaowan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Well, then, the plum wine on this table is your favorite drink. I have nothing to give you, so you can take it with you."
"Thank you, Your Majesty the Concubine."
Jiang Sanjia glanced at the plum wine on the table, then picked up the cup and the wine flask and clasped his fists, saying, "Then I will leave first."
With that said, he exited the hall.
At this time, it was calm and cloudless outside the palace. Standing on the paved steps of Baiyu Mountain, you could see the vast expanse below.
Eunuch Pingde was standing at the door waiting. This scene was very much like a few years ago.
"Pingde, drink this glass with me. This is a fine wine given by your concubine."
Jiang Sanjia smiled, filled a cup and handed it to Eunuch Pingde.
"this....."
Eunuch Pingde was stunned and subconsciously took the wine glass, but did not dare to put it in his mouth.
After all, this was the wine given to Jiang Sanjia by the imperial concubine.
"Hahahaha! It's really a good wine."
Jiang Sanjia took a big sip from the wine bottle, then laughed loudly and walked down the steps.
Looking at Jiang Sanjia's slutty back, Eunuch Pingde was a little distracted, and it took him a long time to follow him.
"Master Jiang, please go slowly. Let me give you a ride."
.........
Yuzhou City, Fulu Street.
An Jing carried the fishing rod and fishing basket left by Li Fuzhou and walked towards Qinghe Pier.
"I didn't expect that the sequelae of becoming a ghost would be so severe. Even now, I still feel a little dizzy."
The injuries in his body are almost healed. As for the loss of essence and blood, it will take some time to recover. However, the sequelae of the ghost transformation left An Jing with lingering fears.
In the past three days, he felt that his mental state was not as good as before. No matter what he did, he felt weak all over and his limbs were weak.
After his condition recovered a little today, he planned to find a quiet place to refine the relic and temper it into a perfect golden bone as soon as possible.
The Thousand-Year Black Anaconda is still at the Qinghe Pier, and I don't know if there will be any accidents while tempering the golden bones this time. Naturally, I need it to protect me.
Not long after, An Jing walked out of the city and walked along the official road for half an hour before arriving at Qinghe Pier.
"Dr. Xiaoan, are you going fishing too?"
At this time, a voice came from behind.
An Jing was moved when he heard this voice. When he turned around, he saw that this person was Mr. Jiang from Mazi Lane.
At this moment, he was wearing a coarse cloth shirt and holding a fishing rod and fishing basket in his hands.
An Jing smiled and said, "Yes, Master Jiang is here to fish today too?"
There are many places where you can fish in Yuzhou City, and Qinghe Pier is also a long way from Yuzhou City. Although the fisherman often changes places to have fun, the two of them must be too destined.
"I have a rest today. I came here specially to fish at Qinghe Pier."
Mr. Jiang smiled and said, "Together?"
"OK."
An Jing did not refuse, but his heart sank slightly.
Did Mr. Jiang follow me this time intentionally or unintentionally?
The two sat on the shore. At this moment, the solid ice was gradually melting, and the water surface looked sparkling under the sunlight.
An Jing looked relaxed and natural, but his mind was carefully wary of Mr. Jiang next to him.
But Mr. Jiang seemed to have nothing else in mind, his eyes calmly looking at the water.
"call out!"
After a while, his fishing rod began to shake slightly, and Mr. Jiang was seen skillfully taking in the line. On the fishing rod was a palm-sized fish.
"My luck is pretty good today."
Mr. Jiang smiled, then put the fish in his hand into the fish basket and continued to swing the rod.
Both of them said nothing and fished quietly.
I saw Master Jiang catching fish one after another, but An Jing's fishing rod never changed.
"Doctor Xiaoan's heart seems not peaceful enough."
Mr. Jiang said with a smile.
An Jing's heart tightened and he asked calmly: "Oh? What do you mean by this?"
"In fishing, the most important thing is to have a calm mind. When your mind is calm, the fish will take the bait. If the mind is not calm, how can the fish be willing to take the bait?"
After Mr. Jiang finished speaking, he continued to look at his fishing rod.
I saw that the fishing rod kept retracting and releasing the line, and the fish kept entering his fishing basket, and soon it seemed that the fishing basket could no longer hold it.
"Master Jiang is really good at it."
An Jing saw this action and said.
Master Jiang's fishing technique is much better than that of Jiang Sanjia.
There seemed to be many differences between the two of them when fishing. When Jiang Sanjia fished, it didn't matter if he put in the bait and caught fish or not. What he paid attention to was a sense of spontaneity.
There seems to be a feeling that the willing one has taken the bait.
Mr. Jiang is completely different. His skills are already proficient. As long as he catches his hook, he has not missed it once. Whether it is a big fish or a small fish, he is thrown into the fish basket.
"I've been fishing for half my life, practice makes perfect."
Mr. Jiang smiled faintly, then stood up, looked at the lake and said, "Doctor Xiao An can treat diseases and people easily. Isn't it very easy? This is the truth."
"Relatively speaking, compared to Dr. Xiaoan's medical skills, my fishing is just a gadget."
An Jing shook his head and said, "Master Jiang, what you said is wrong."
When Mr. Jiang saw what An Jing said, he couldn't help but ask, "How do you say this?"
An Jing smiled faintly and said: "The so-called medical skills and fishing skills are just that the great road comes from the same origin, and different paths lead to the same destination."
"The great road comes from the same origin, and different paths lead to the same destination..."
Mr. Jiang murmured to himself in a low voice, and then his eyes lit up, "Wonderful, what Dr. Xiaoan said is really inspiring and beneficial."
Although it is a short eight words, it contains a mysterious and profound philosophy when you savor it carefully.
An Jing waved his hand: "I just saw it in a book by chance and remembered it in my heart."
"It seems that there is a reason why Dr. Xiaoan's medical skills are so advanced."
Mr. Jiang sighed with emotion, then put away the fishing line and said: "We have invited people to have a drink today. There should be enough fish in the fish basket. It is not a good thing to catch all the water in the thin water."
"Dr. Xiao'an, I'll take my leave now."
With that said, Mr. Jiang put away the fishing rod, raised his hands and lifted the fish basket and left.
Looking at Mr. Jiang's leaving figure, An Jing frowned.
He always felt that what happened today was not ordinary and made people feel more and more strange.
At this moment, An Jing felt his fishing rod move.
"I took the bait, and it seems that I'm not too young."
An Jing's heart sank and he began to carefully reel in the line.
"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"
As the water rippled, a huge fish emerged from the water. This fish was bigger than any fish Mr. Jiang had caught before. It was a crucian carp, more than nine inches long. He weighed it
It weighs two kilograms.
"Let Madam go back and make crucian carp soup tonight."
An Jing laughed, and then put the big crucian carp into the fish basket.
After a brief tidying up, Anjing put down his fishing rod and prepared to dive under the Qinghe Pier.
He came out today not to fish, but to temper the golden bones to perfection.
The moon in the water helps me keep an eye on the fish, so I guess it won't be stolen.
"thump!"
With the sound of water entering, An Jing disappeared into the lake.
As for the moon in the water on the branches in the distance, I just heard a strange noise and didn't feel anything else unusual, as if An Jing was still fishing nearby.
About a moment later, An Jing landed at the bottom of Qinghe Pier. The thousand-year-old black anaconda was lying on the bottom of the river, motionless.
An Jing felt a surge of pressure coming from all directions, and he quickly raised his inner strength to resist.
"Today, we must use this pressure and the relics to temper the perfect golden bones."
Taking a deep breath, An Jing sat down cross-legged. The relics hidden in his dantian also released streaks of golden light, and then they were like a burning flame.
What I saw was that with Anjing as the center and half a foot around, there was a vacuum.
That hot feeling came over instantly, burning everywhere in his body.
At this moment, An Jing's body was surrounded by golden flames. The golden flames were extremely hot and seemed to burn An Jing.
"What a domineering relic..."
An Jing frowned tightly, his clenched teeth were soaked with red blood, and then he suppressed the pain and activated the Daluo Heart Technique and Guigu Heart Technique in his body.
Finally, his hot Dantian area slowly felt a cool feeling.
The appearance of this cool feeling calmed his mind.
Under the crazy stimulation of the relics in the body, the tempering slowly got on the right track.
The vitality and heat waves of the relic were slowly introduced into his body, and his body made a crackling sound.
The fire energy shuttles through the meridians, burning, bursting, and causing inexplicable pain. This kind of pain must be endured, because it is the pain that must be experienced to temper the golden bones.
The operation of the two mental methods has reached its extreme.
You must know that there are very, very few people who can temper golden bones before reaching the realm of a master.
The extremely fast cultivation speed is certainly gratifying, but after all, An Jing has not truly reached the realm of a master. In less than an hour, huge pain can be felt in the bones, and the meridians are also burning with pain.
An Jing knew that he had to hold on. If it collapsed, all his previous efforts would be wasted and his life might even be in danger.
He gritted his teeth and persisted, the sweat dripping from his skin flowing like rain.
The sweat brings out the impurities in the body, and the internal force washes away the impurities so fast that even the pores cannot bear the excreted impurities.
At this moment, an extremely powerful vitality suddenly appeared around his body.
This vitality entered his body, and his burning meridians felt cool under the nourishment of this vitality.
The previous burning pain and damage were actually recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Feedback from relics!
Under the infusion of this powerful vitality, his body, which had been extremely traumatized, began to heal rapidly.
The extremely pure Qi flowed continuously into Anjing's body along his mouth, nose, and pores all over his body.
An Jing's skin turned red at this moment, but the internal energy in his body became stronger and hotter at an astonishing speed!
A golden light suddenly appeared, accompanied by a terrifying power.
There were huge waves in the surrounding river bottom.
Boom boom boom!!
The vast golden light pours into the body continuously.
Just a few dozen breaths later, it felt like years had passed.
I saw golden lights emerging around Anjing.
At the bottom of the river, every drop of water emitted a strange and terrifying force at the same time.
It can be clearly seen that the internal forces in Anjing's body gathered together instantly, and the heat began to flow through his muscles, bones, and blood vessels.
boom!
At this moment, golden light merged into his bones and blood.
An Jing's body also underwent a complete transformation. Its blood, bones, skin and flesh were as magical and dazzling as golden light.
The Guigu Mental Technique and the Daluo Mental Technique move faster.
Flesh and bones are blended together, and internal strength is constantly being integrated into them.
An Jing could almost feel that his body was getting stronger bit by bit, and his strength was growing rapidly in an almost incredible state.
Earth-shaking changes have taken place in his body, and the tempering of the golden bones has gradually come to an end.
At this time, we must not take it lightly.
In the dark river bottom, the golden light spread widely, and then slowly began to shrink and enter the body.
The golden light originally flowed on the body surface, and soon it was like water integrated into the body.
Eventually the dark river bottom turned into darkness again, as if nothing had happened.
The river water around Anjing was also slowly flowing towards him.
The river bottom became calm again.
The golden bone is perfect!
With the help of two relics and a red fruit, An Jing finally tempered a perfect golden bone.
The two most powerful methods of a grand master are the golden bone and the inner energy derived from the body.
In addition to reaching the master level, Golden Bone also needs to practice Tianwu-level mental skills. Although most masters practice Tianwu-level mental skills, otherwise it will be difficult to become a master, but there are also a small group of masters who rely on perseverance.
Become a master by chance, but these cannot be condensed into golden bones.
Puhui Bodhisattva is one of the few masters who has not been condensed into golden bones.
In Leiyin Temple, he was not a core disciple of Zen Buddhism, so he naturally had no way to practice the core martial arts of Zen Buddhism. He only reached the state of master through perseverance and understanding of Buddhism.
An Jing slowly opened his eyes, and then looked at his hands.
A surge of endless strength surged in, and he felt that his current strength had increased by more than 30% compared to before.
With his current strength, even if he faced off against experts like Liu Qingshan and Xi Jikui, he would not necessarily lose.
If you hold the incomplete Suppressing Evil Sword, you still have a great chance of winning.
"In a few days, let's go see what the purple opportunity is."
An Jing thought to himself.
An Jing is naturally bound to get this purple opportunity, but he has been waiting for the perfection of the golden bone, and there has been constant turmoil in Yuzhou City recently. When this turmoil dissipates, he will be able to act better.
.........
Jishitang, at dusk.
"Madam, I'm back."
An Jing came back with the fish basket: "No one is coming this afternoon, right?"
"Most of them were buying medicine. One of them had a cold, so I prescribed some medicine."
Zhao Qingmei walked down from the drug store counter, looked at the fish basket and said in surprise: "What a big crucian carp."
"Madam, I didn't expect that medical skills have also improved."
An Jing was a little surprised and said: "You can actually treat people."
Sometimes when he was treating others, Zhao Qingmei and Tan Yun were watching.
His original intention was to teach Tan Yun some things, but instead of teaching Tan Yun, he taught his own wife. But it was good, because when he went out in the future, he would have someone to take charge of the medical clinic.
Zhao Qingmei blinked her eyes and said with a smile: "As the old saying goes, if you marry a chicken, follow the chicken, if you marry a dog, follow the dog. I married a doctor, and over time, I naturally learned it."
Zhao Qingmei naturally knows a thing or two about medical skills, but she is not as proficient as a doctor. Moreover, she can treat simple wind and cold, external injuries and some internal injuries.
An Dingding nodded, sighing with emotion at his wife's kindness, and then said: "This big crucian carp will make crucian carp soup tonight."
I have to say that this crucian carp is indeed quite big, especially since it is only early January, and generally February to April is when crucian carp is at its most plump.
"Okay, I'll make you some crucian carp soup tonight."
Zhao Qingmei took the fish basket and walked into the kitchen.
An Jing sat in front of the hall and rested for a while. He felt a little hungry, so he walked towards the backyard.
As soon as he walked into the backyard, he saw Tan Yun sitting with a brush in his hand, and Little Hei Zai lying wet in the wooden basin, "Is this...?"
Tan Yun raised his head, glanced at An Jing, and said with a smile, "I think it's too dirty. Give it a wash."
When An Jing heard this, he couldn't help but said with some pity: "I thought I could eat dog meat at night, but if you use your footbath to wash it, will it get athlete's foot?"
I thought I could have a meal of black dog meat tonight.
"Uncle, you are so rude!"
When Tan Yun heard this, his eyes suddenly widened and he hurriedly explained: "I...I don't have athlete's foot, I'm very clean."
For a moment, she didn't know how to explain it, and her face turned red anxiously.
"Okay, okay, I understand."
An Jing waved his hand and said, "It's winter now, so I won't be afraid of freezing to death after washing."
"Smelly uncle."
Tan Yun took out a set of black clothes from under his buttocks and muttered: "Third Master still has some clothes, I can clean them, and then sit on the stove and bake them, wouldn't it be nice?"
Li Fuzhou's clothes, do you use them to wipe the dog?
When An Jing heard this, he couldn't help but glance at Tan Yun, and then said thoughtfully: "Do you think the little black guy will suddenly jump into the fire pit?"
Tan Yun said in surprise: "How is that possible?"
An Jing said seriously: "Think again, it usually has your shoes in its mouth..."
When Tan Yun heard this, he licked his lips: "Maybe, maybe... maybe..."
Two doggy men and women are preparing to bake it...
"Woof woof!"
Little Hei Zai immediately stood up chattering, and then his body shook continuously, and water splashed all over Tan Yun.
"ah--!"
Tan Yun quickly covered his hands to block the splashing water.
By the next moment, the little black boy had already run away.
"This dog is so smart."
Looking at the back of the little black guy, An Jing couldn't help but murmured.
"time to eat."
At this moment, a crisp voice sounded.
Tan Yun, who was originally planning to catch up, heard this, and immediately stopped his steps, and said fiercely to the little black boy's back: "I'll beat you when I'm full."
"When you're full, you'll probably forget about it."
An Jing shook his head and said, quickly walking towards the kitchen.
"Uncle, wait for me."
Tan Yun wiped his palms on Li Fuzhou's clothes and followed him quickly.
On the dining table in the dining hall.
The fragrant and delicious aroma spreads round and round, lingering on the tip of the nose, making people salivate. The meat is tender and sour, the fish fillets are tender and yellow, and the soup is sour and delicious.
Zhao Qingmei took off her skirt, sat down, and said with a smile: "How do you like the crucian carp soup?"
Tan Yun was already impatient, but he still didn't move his chopsticks, but his pancreas kept secreting saliva.
"It's fragrant and delicious."
An Jing picked up the porcelain bowl and placed it in front of Zhao Qingmei: "Madam, you have worked so hard, you drink first."
"Eat."
Zhao Qingmei glanced at Tan Yun who was eager to try.
"Then Miss, I won't be polite."
Tan Yun stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the fish meat and put it into his mouth. His eyes suddenly lit up: "This is (delicious)..."
An Jing also uses chopsticks frequently, not inferior to Tan Yun.
"Isn't this better than crabs and pork knuckles?"
An Jing let out a long sigh, glanced at Tan Yun who was working hard, and said, "Madam, if you leave, what should I do?"
Tan Yun turned a deaf ear to An Jing's words, as if he had not heard them.
She is the quietest only when eating and sleeping.
Zhao Qingmei smiled and said: "Husband, your cooking skills are not bad, you can just cook it yourself when the time comes."
"Uncle, can you still cook?"
Tan Yun suddenly moved his hands, raised his head and looked at An Jing in surprise.
An Jing glanced at Tan Yun and said, "I know better."
"That's good."
When Tan Yun heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "When the young lady comes back, my uncle will cook the food, and I will help him."
Now that the lady is gone, don’t you have the final say in Yuzhou City?
At that time, we can search for the whereabouts of this ghost swordsman.
Uncle, uncle, just cook for me honestly.
Zhao Qingmei seemed to hear other meanings from An Jing's words, and said: "Husband, do you mean you agree with me going back alone?"
"How could I disagree?"
An Jing smiled enigmatically, "But before you go back, I will make some preparations for you."
At this moment, the black opportunity in him has not been solved yet, Zhao Qingmei left, and he just used this time to quickly deal with this murderous intention.
When the time comes, let Zhao Qingmei bring two wooden men with her. It should not be a big problem.
"good."
When Zhao Qingmei heard what An Jing said, she was also a little curious.
My husband has made preparations. Is it related to the martial arts in the miscellaneous room?
Tan Yun turned his back on An Jing and thought to himself: Uncle, uncle, I think you should take good care of yourself.
At this moment, a black shadow ran over happily.
"Tan Yun, those seem to be your shoes, right?"
An Jing pointed at the little black boy.
"It really is."
Tan Yun's eyes suddenly became angry, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and chased after him.
"Madam, take advantage of the moment and eat quickly."
An Jing quickly stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a few pieces of fish and put them into Zhao Qingmei's bowl.
Seeing this heartwarming scene, Zhao Qingmei couldn't help but smile.