Cui Doxian played to the extreme, the vast and boundless water.
Sword energy swept across the sky, mixed with its supreme sword intention.
An Jing stood under the boundless sword energy, like a small boat in a violent storm, swaying unsteadily.
Everyone could see how helpless the ghost swordsman was, as if he would be crushed to powder by the sword's will in the next moment.
An Jing held the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand and secretly exclaimed: "He is indeed a master of the Heavenly Sword, one of the five great sword immortals."
An Jing's mind turned sharply, and he firmly held the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand.
The sword intent in his body also condensed instantly, like countless threads gathering together to form a giant sword condensed by the sword intent.
Both Lou Xiangzhen and Cui Daoxian could feel the vastness of the sword's intention.
When the sword intention reaches its extreme, it can be condensed into a phase, but after An Jing's sword intention is condensed, it seems that there is only a huge empty shell, which looks vast, but is actually empty inside.
The taller the building is, the more solid the foundation will be.
The extremely dark night sky seemed to have countless silver beads densely packed in it, like a glowing white ribbon.
The sky is endless, but the vast sword intent seems to be wider than the sky.
However, this sword intention has not yet been accumulated, so it seems a bit empty, and it still needs time to accumulate and polish.
The giant sword intersected with the sword shadows all over the sky, like rain falling on the earth, becoming more and more violent, and the world came to a standstill at that moment.
Everyone around them was staring closely, for fear of missing any wonderful details.
Lou Xiangzhen also looked solemn.
The next moment, the giant sword began to break under the falling sword shadows all over the sky, and it seemed that it was about to lose its support.
"The Ghost Swordsman is going to be defeated."
Seeing this, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.
Many people were not surprised by the result of this battle, but they still couldn't help but marvel at the excitement of the shocking battle.
An Jing frowned, and dense cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
The bones of his body stood as straight as a sharp sword. Even if the sword energy struck him in the aftermath, he would not move at all.
At this time, the Suppressing Evil Sword made a series of trembling sounds.
The flowing blood became dazzling and then reflected golden rays of light.
An Jing seemed to see a person. The person had disheveled hair and a dragon robe. Just standing there made people feel a supreme power.
The Emperor of the Zhou Dynasty!?
Seeing the sudden appearance of the master, An Jing only had this thought in his mind.
In a daze, Cui Daoxian saw a shadow appear behind An Jing, covering him with a supreme and domineering power. The aura was so overwhelming that he couldn't breathe.
Especially a pair of sharp eyes, as if they wanted to see through him mercilessly.
"There is actually something in the Suppressing Evil Sword..."
Cui Daoxian was shocked.
Suddenly, the sword intent on the Suppressing Evil Sword surged, and the giant sword became even more dazzling, surging with a supreme and domineering cold aura.
The unparalleled power penetrated directly, and the sword shadow in front was pierced in an instant.
"Deng Deng Deng..."
"Wow!"
Cui Daoxian's body trembled, and he stepped back in succession. When his body paused, he felt a burning pain in his chest, and then a blood arrow sprayed out.
At the same time, all the sword intent was restrained, and the sword energy also dissipated like smoke.
The world was deathly quiet, and everyone looked at this scene in astonishment.
What exactly is going on?
Cui Doxian had the absolute advantage just now, so why did he retreat and vomit blood in just a moment?
Cui Daoxian looked at the ghost swordsman in front of him and smiled bitterly, "I lost."
He knew that he was defeated by the Suppressing Evil Sword, but wasn't it also a skill to be able to control the Suppressing Evil Sword?
As Cui Daoxian's words fell, the world that had been silent for a long time couldn't help but boil, and the voices of discussion came like a tide.
"This... the swordsman was defeated?" A master of martial arts murmured to himself with his lips wide open.
"Cui Doxian actually lost. Am I dreaming?"
"Impossible, how could Tianjian be defeated?"
"Oh my God! Ghost Swordsman really defeated Sky Sword."
"The ghost swordsman's swordsmanship is really terrifying!"
"It seems that the sixth Sword Immortal has really appeared in the world, and no one will question it anymore."
.............
The world was shocked. No one thought that the Ghost Swordsman could defeat Cui Doxian.
Who is Choi Do-hyun?
He has been at the Sword Tomb for more than thirty years and has taught thousands of swordsmen. His reputation has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and he is the top master of swordsmanship in the world.
And in today's world, only the White Tiger Sword Yi Daoyun was defeated by Lin Yiyang thirteen years ago. Apart from the other five great swordsmen, no one can suppress the other.
Today, the Heavenly Sword, which is famous in both countries, was defeated by the Ghost Swordsman.
You must know that a year ago, no one knew who this ghost swordsman was.
"How is this going?"
Bian Jingdao's expression was full of disbelief.
Just now, Cui Daoxian was still trying to crush him, and it seemed that the ghost swordsman was about to be defeated, but he didn't expect that Cui Daoxian would vomit blood and lose in an instant.
All of this changed so quickly that Bian Jingdao didn't even come back to his senses.
"Good boy."
Lou Xiangzhen also frowned, "This kid actually has something hidden. The cultivation level of the ninth-generation Great Zhou Emperor is definitely at the level of the Five Qi Grandmaster, otherwise he would not be able to show such a powerful power."
The Suppressing Evil Sword is also called Ye Tai'a. It was originally refined and never came out. It was not until it absorbed the essence and blood of the ninth generation Great Zhou Emperor that it came into being.
Therefore, this evil-suppressing sword should contain the essence and blood of the Great Zhou Renhuang.
Originally he thought that An Jing was defeated today, but he didn't expect that defeat turned into victory in the end.
Seeing this moment, Lou Xiangzhen suddenly felt that the Suppressing Evil Sword was not as simple as the rumors said, and there should be other secrets in it.
"call......."
An Jing, who was standing there, took a deep breath and then looked at his trembling hands.
At that moment, he also felt that he was about to lose.
"Why."
Cui Daoxian let out a long sigh, then looked at Bian Jingdao: "I lost, I'm sorry, this matter is due to Cui's incompetence."
"Senior Cui, you're welcome."
Bian Jingdao hurriedly said: "This matter is destiny, how could we blame our seniors."
It's not that Cui Doxian isn't strong enough, it's that the ghost swordsman holding the Suppressing Evil Sword is too strong.
Everyone was sighing and marveling at the wonderful battle between the two swordsmen today.
"Where are the Tanyun people?"
An Jing also came back to his senses, looked around and found that Tan Yun was nowhere to be seen.
He was fighting Cui Daoxian just now, and he didn't dare to be distracted at all, and he had no idea about other situations around him.
Lou Xiangzhen walked to An Jing's side and said lightly: "Some people from the Demon Sect came just now and took the little girl away."
"Senior, why did you let her go!"
When An Jing heard this, he immediately became anxious.
He still had many questions in his mind and wanted to ask them, but Tan Yun actually left?
She actually left?!
"Don't you want to save her?" Lou Xiangzhen glanced at An Jing and said calmly: "I think your boy has just shown his defeat. If the little girl doesn't use this time to escape, is she still waiting here to die? ?”
"Besides, Xuan Yiwei and the Demon Cult have nothing to do with me, so why should I wade into troubled waters?"
An Jing was speechless after hearing this.
What Lou Xiangzhen said was indeed correct, but he still had many things he wanted to ask Na Tan Yun.
Li Fuzhou is the leader of the Demon Sect and Tan Yun is a master of the Demon Sect. Then...
"Impossible, absolutely impossible."
An Jing shook his head and said to himself as if he had a guilty conscience: "How could my wife be related to the extremely vicious demon sect? It's absolutely impossible."
Because of Jiang Shang, the demon sect has a reputation in Dayan as being really vicious and a taboo sect.
Once the whereabouts of people in the demon sect are discovered, they will be exterminated to avoid future troubles.
If Zhao Qingmei has anything to do with the Demon Cult, An Jing will also be on the Xuanyi Guard's wanted list.
From then on, there was no more peace and quiet.
"...Will Qingmei be coerced by someone from the Demon Cult?"
An Jing's heart sank, thinking of the letter Zhao Qingmei had given her. Logically speaking, she had already returned and might be arriving in Yuzhou City soon.
But time keeps dragging on. Could there be some secret in this?
The more An Jing thought about it, the more he became afraid.
"Could this be Senior Xiang Zhenlou of Peach Blossom Sword Immortal Tower?"
At this time, Cui Daoxian couldn't help but feel shocked when he saw the building shaking.
"That's right."
Lou Xiangzhen nodded lightly.
When Cui Daoxian heard this, he quickly said: "I didn't expect that I would be able to meet you two here today. This is really a kind of fate."
When Bian Jingdao and many other masters from the Xuanyi Guard heard this, their faces were shocked.
The appearance of Cui Daoxian, the Heavenly Sword, and the Ghost Swordsman was already very surprising, but unexpectedly, Xiang Zhen of the Peach Blossom Sword Immortal Tower also appeared.
Lou Xiangzhen smiled and said: "It is indeed a kind of fate. The name of Tianjian is so famous that I have long wanted to see it. Today is an eye-opener for me."
Cui Daoxian took a deep breath and said: "Senior, you are so complimentary. I have admired your great name for a long time."
Today, there are very few swordsmen who are more senior and famous than Lou Xiangzhen.
The name Lou Xiangzhen refers to the top swordsman in both eras.
"It's just a useless name."
Lou Xiangzhen waved his hand, and then said to An Jing next to him: "It's time to go."
"good."
An Jing, on the other hand, frowned and didn't know what he was thinking.
Then the two of them jumped up and disappeared in Huangyao Town in an instant.
Cui Dao
"If I had the Heavenly Sword in my hand, I might be able to win today."
Cui Daoxian shook his head, and then walked away.
If he brought the Heavenly Sword from the tomb today, he would be confident of defeating the ghost swordsman.
Although he was defeated at the hands of the Ghost Swordsman, his determination to go to Yuheng Sword Sect did not change, but instead became more eager.
Reaching the sixth realm was the main purpose of his coming to Dayan this time.
When people in the surrounding arena saw the three people leaving, they disappeared without a trace in an instant. They wished they could spread the news about what they had just seen throughout the entire arena.
"Head, what should we do now?"
A silver-lettered head catcher couldn't help but ask after seeing this devastated and messy scene.
"You guys are taking care of the funeral here."
Bian Jingdao said angrily: "I will send this news back quickly first, and then we will see what the deputy governor has to say."
...........
North of Huangyao Town, in a dense forest.
The moonlight is leaning down like a horse.
A bonfire rose and made a crackling sound.
Lou Xiangzhen put a rabbit in his hand on the fire. The rabbit was burning with oil and water, and it was already seven or eight years old.
An Jing looked at the fire, his mind still thinking about what happened during the day.
In fact, the sudden appearance of Tan Yun today shocked him so much that it made An Jing doubt his life.
Tan Yun, a dull-minded maid, turned out to be a master of the Demon Cult.
Is she just pretending, or is she really serious?
If it was true, why did the Demonic Cult send her as an undercover agent and lurk in her own home.
Could it be that... Mr. Jiang is also related to the Demon Cult?
An Jing thought hard and couldn't figure it out. He always felt that he was in a puzzle. As long as he found the most critical thread, he would be able to figure it out. However, this most critical thread still had no clue.
"What are you thinking about? You haven't spoken since just now."
Lou Xiangzhen tore off a rabbit leg and then chewed it.
An Jing looked at Lou Xiangzhen in front of him, and his eyes lit up slightly: "Senior Lou, do you also know a lot about hexagrams?"
Lou Xiangzhen turned around and said, "You little bastard want to plot against Grandpa Lou?"
Jiang Sanjia is good at fortune-telling. Every time he predicts heavenly secrets, he consumes essence, blood and longevity. Even though he is very careful, his longevity is still exhausted when he is more than seventy years old. This is why he often takes some divination to help prolong the life.
Shouyuan's elixir.
Jiang Sanjia himself also knew that the end was approaching, so he went to Yujing City to settle half of his life's grievances.
Lou Xiangzhen doesn't delve into divination very much, and a large part of the reason is because he loses his life too much.
"How can I be calculating this?"
When An Jing heard this, he couldn't help but said: "Senior, I caught this rabbit, and I'm not even willing to eat it."
Lou Xiangzhen picked up the wine gourd on his waist and took a big sip, saying, "Isn't it just a rabbit? I'll give you ten or a hundred tomorrow."
An Jing asked directly: "Senior Lou, how can you help me with my fortune telling?"
"It's not impossible to help you with your divination."
Lou Xiangzhen stretched out his sleeves and wiped his mouth, "Call me Grandpa Lou, and Grandpa Lou will help you with your fortune telling."
"You are not honest, Old Man Lou."
When An Jing heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "I treat you as a close friend, but you old boy always want to take advantage of me?"
Hearing this, Lou Xiangzhen couldn't bear it any longer and shouted angrily: "Fuck you, grandma, you are just a young boy. When I was roaming the world, you were not even in your mother's womb."
When he thought that he and a young boy were brothers, Lou Xiangzhen wished he could kill him with a sword.
Seeing this, An Jing coughed lightly and said, "Old Man Lou, how about you tell me a favor and tell me that I owe you a favor?"
"What's the use of your favor?"
Lou Xiangzhen doesn't accept An Jing's tricks at all.
An Jing was speechless. This old man was stronger than himself, and he really couldn't help him for the time being.
Lou Xiangzhen is a master who doesn't let go of eagles when he sees rabbits. He is not Jiang Sanjia, but a man in his mood. If there is no benefit, he probably won't do anything for him.
Thinking of this, An Jing said in a deep voice: "Let me tell you the truth. I am very familiar with Li Fuzhou, the leader of the Demon Sect. If you need any information in the future, I might be able to help."
Lou Xiangzhen glanced at An Jing in surprise, "You are so brave, you actually made friends with someone from the Demon Cult?"
In Dayan, it is taboo to make friends with people from the Demon Cult. Even if you just make friends with them, they will be a thorn in Xuan Yiwei's side and the target of his special attention.
An Jing laughed twice and said: "Haha, what do you think, senior?"
Li Fuzhou was indeed very familiar with him, but he just didn't know if his words were of any use.
"Meng Zhaodou, do you know who it is?"
Lou Xiangzhen raised his eyebrows.
"have no idea."
An Jing shook his head. Most of what he knew about Jianghu was from Zhou Xianming's mouth. He knew the famous figures in Jianghu, but he didn't know about the hidden masters.
"He was the leader of the dragnet, and he almost died at the hands of Jiang Shang."
Lou Xiangzhen smiled faintly, "I saved him in the first place."
An Jing opened his mouth when he heard this. He didn't expect Lou Xiangzhen's connections to be so good.
At best, he and Li Fuzhou were acquaintances, and Li Fuzhou might not necessarily listen to him, but Lou Xiangzhen saved Meng Zhaodou's life.
"How about this."
An Jing thought for a long time, then reluctantly took out the Saint Yuan Gu from his arms, "As long as you help me with your fortune telling, how about I give you this Saint Yuan Gu?"
Lou Xiangzhen's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Oh? Are you really willing to take out the Saint Yuan Gu?"
An Jing said angrily: "Old man Lou, just tell me whether you are willing or not."
This is a blue opportunity. If he didn't want to know about his wife's situation, how could he take out such a treasure.
"Okay, I will reluctantly agree."
Lou Xiangzhen smiled and stroked his beard.
"Then do your hexagrams quickly." An Jing urged.
Seeing An Jing being so anxious, Lou Xiangzhen put down the rabbit leg in his hand and put away the Saint Yuan Gu, "You kid, I won't suffer any loss if I ask you to call me grandpa. You insist on being tough, and now you look heartbroken.
"
The corner of An Jing's mouth twitched. If Lou Xiangzhen was really his grandfather, it seemed that he would not be at a disadvantage and would not have escaped from Yuzhou City in embarrassment.
But Grandpa Lou, you came too late.
"What do you want to count?"
Lou Xiangzhen said calmly.
"my wife."
An Jing pondered for a moment and then said: "Zhao Qingmei, how is she now and where is she."
"Watch it."
Lou Xiangzhen nodded, then wiped his oiled hands on An Jing's robe, and took out a tortoise shell from his arms, "My way of fortune telling is different from Sanjia's."
"Whoosh!"
As he spoke, Lou Xiangzhen threw the tortoise shell in his hand, and saw the palm-sized tortoise shell turning over in mid-air.
The tortoise shell rotated rapidly in mid-air, releasing streaks of brilliance.
"If your wife is just an ordinary person, I can not only calculate her life and death, but I can even calculate her position easily."
Lou Xiangzhen said calmly.
An Jing opened his mouth, and now he was a little bit unsure.
Is my wife ordinary or extraordinary?......
Even when he found out that Li Fuzhou was the leader of the Human Sect, An Jing never doubted his wife at all, but when he found out about Tan Yun, he was shaken.
"My warm and comfortable home may be the devil's den of thieves."
An Jing felt disappointed and said sadly: "Madam may have been forced, no, it must be, how could she be a member of the Demon Cult?"
For some reason, he suddenly remembered Aunt Niu's words (Chapter 132), and his heart became increasingly uncertain.
Why does Zhao Qingmei have to be him?
Is there really any purpose behind this?
The speed of the tortoise shell became faster and faster, and even streaks of light appeared, like a ball of flames burning in mid-air. Lou Xiangzhen's brows became serious, and then he pulled out the Peach Blossom Sword.
"Chi!"
The sword light was extremely fast and soon burned in the flames, forming a series of marks.
It is exactly three words Zhao Qingmei.
Then the sword light melted into the flames and disappeared completely.
After the flames swallowed up the sword light, it became more turbulent, and the color of the flames changed drastically, turning black and purple.
"Um!?"
Lou Xiangzhen raised his brows and his expression suddenly changed.
"Kakaka!"
At this moment, crackling sounds appeared in the black-purple flames.
"clatter!"
After about three breaths, the flames suddenly disappeared, and then the cracked turtle shell emerged and fell heavily to the ground.
"Wow!"
Lou Xiangzhen sprayed out a blood arrow and staggered back a few steps.
"Old Man Lou, are you okay?"
An Jing saw this and stepped forward quickly.
"You...you kid tricked your Grandpa Lou." Lou Xiangzhen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"this......"
A trace of confusion appeared in An Jing's eyes: "How could I cheat you?"
Lou Xiangzhen took a deep breath, glared at An Jing and said, "You actually say that Zhao Qingmei, a person with great fortune, is ordinary. I was almost seriously injured by the secret of heaven."
"What!?"
When An Jing heard Lou Xiangzhen's words, there was a hint of astonishment in his eyes, "You said my wife is blessed with great fortune?"
The great luck that Lou Xiangzhen mentioned was absolutely extraordinary.
Lou Xiangzhen was also very shocked: "Yes, she is just like you, a person with great fortune. I calculate that she will consume at least five years of life, and it may not be possible to calculate it."
The luck of the boy in front of me is already incredible, but I didn't expect that his wife would also be blessed with great luck.
This is too terrible.
You must know that the Ghost Swordsman is only in his early twenties and is already a world-famous swordsman. In the future, it is very likely that he will break through the shackles and reach the realm of the Grand Master.
But the same is true for her wife. Maybe she will have the opportunity to reach the realm of a great master in the future. Such a girl is just ordinary in this kid's mouth.
An Jing hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you think it was my luck that was passed on to her?"
"What you said is not impossible."
Lou Xiangzhen glanced at An Jing and said slowly: "But if you, the average person, suffer a fate that you shouldn't bear, that is a disaster."
An Jing let out a heavy breath after listening to Lou Xiangzhen's words.
He became even more confused.
"Forget it, let's go north to Ping County first."
"Boy, you don't know your wife yet?"
Lou Xiangzhen raised his brows, "I almost stumbled. Fortunately, I reacted quickly enough and stopped the fortune telling in time."
An Jing heard this and quickly retorted: "What are you talking about? Don't I still understand my wife?"
Lou Xiangzhen's face was filled with disbelief. This guy looked a little weird all over his body, including his wife.
Seeing Lou Xiangzhen's expression, An Jing said anxiously: "My wife and I have a close relationship. How could I not know her?"
.........
Dongluo Pass, the top floor of Dongluo Tower.
Zhao Qingmei, dressed in white, sat beside the couch, holding a book in her hand.
She rarely wears white clothes. A pair of snow-white, lustrous jade legs are exposed. You can see her delicate ankles and snow-like jade feet. Now wearing clothes, coupled with her exquisite facial features, she looks like a fairy.
Relegated to the mortal world.
"Why does it seem like several years have passed in just a few months?"
Zhao Qingmei felt a little bored and couldn't read the book in her hand.
"Leader!"
At this time, Yu Qiurong's urgent voice came from outside, "Urgent report from the Demon Sealing Platform."
"oh?"
When Zhao Qingmei heard this, a cold light appeared in her eyes, "Come in and talk."
"Creak-!"
Yu Qiurong opened the door, looking a little hastily, and leaned over and said: "Master, the Demon-Sealing Platform seems to be very dissatisfied with the leader's delay. The third elder wants you to go to the Demon-Sealing Platform as soon as possible."
Not to mention outside the Demon Sect, even within the Demon Sect, not much is known about the Demon Sealing Platform, but the Demon Sealing Platform is a holy place in the eyes of everyone.
The day before yesterday, the Demon Sealing Platform ordered to summon Zhao Qingmei, but Zhao Qingmei directly refused.
"Summon me?"
Zhao Qingmei sneered: "Who in the world can summon me?"
Yu Qiurong was very anxious: "Leader, the third elder has sent four secret letters..."
Although she understands Zhao Qingmei's domineering and strong character, she does not want Zhao Qingmei to have a conflict with the Demon Sealing Platform. Not to mention whether the Demon Sealing Platform will punish Zhao Qingmei ruthlessly, she must know that many of the masters in the Demon Sealing Platform are also from the Demon Sect.
, the capital to compete with the world.
If Zhao Qingmei had a conflict with the Demon Sealing Platform, it would be like cutting off an arm.
Zhao Qingmei thought for a while and said: "They are in a hurry. In this case, the old guys from the Demon Sealing Platform will get better soon."
Originally, she had no intention of not going to the Demon Sealing Platform, but the attitude of the Demon Sealing Platform made her feel very unhappy. Now that it had been two days, it was time to explore the bottom of the Demon Sealing Platform.
"Okay, I'm going to prepare the car now."
When Yu Qiurong heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief and walked out quickly.
Zhao Qingmei stood up, walked to the table and picked up the two knives hanging on the wall.
This knife is called the Yuanyang Knife. One blade is short and the other is long. The long-edged Yuanyang Knife and the short-blade Yuanyang Knife are dazzling and unstained by mud.
"I haven't used this knife for a long time."
Zhao Qingmei muttered to herself, and then played with it for a while.
"Master, the car is ready."
"knew."
Zhao Qingmei responded, put the Yuanyang knife on her body and walked out of the house.
The weather is very good today, the sun is shining brightly and the sky is clear.
Due to the special location of Dongluoguan, the weather is actually getting a little hot at the moment, and many merchants on the street are wearing thin shirts.
At this time, a beautiful carriage drove out of Dongluo Tower, and there were several masters of the Demon Cult in black clothes around it.
The carriage is very spacious.
In the center is a small square table with delicious pastries placed on it.
Zhao Qingmei sat at the table with a calm expression.
Duanmu Xinghua, on the other hand, frowned and looked worried.
"what's on your mind?"
Zhao Qingmei asked.
Duanmu Xinghua clasped his fists and said, "I'm worried about the leader's trip to the Demon Sealing Platform."
"oh?"
Zhao Qingmei couldn't help but laugh, "Tell me your worries."
Duanmu Xinghua pondered for a moment and said: "The leader deliberately delayed his trip to Dongluo Pass for two days, which may have aroused the dissatisfaction of the third elder."
Speaking of this, she hesitated to speak, and finally said no more.
Originally, the Demon Sealing Platform summoned Zhao Qingmei to give her a warning. After all, Zhao Qingmei never went to the Demon Sealing Platform after becoming the leader.
In the past, every generation of leader took office, who dared not to visit the Demon Sealing Platform?
Only Zhao Qingmei turned a deaf ear and had no scruples. The Demon Sealing Platform had been holding back for a long time.
But now that Zhao Qingmei has obtained the "Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire", this matter has become even more complicated.
What kind of martial arts is the "Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire"? It is one of the three major secret arts in the world. If you practice half-step master practice, you can increase your practice to the master realm, and practice at the master realm can increase your martial arts to reach the grand master realm.
How many people in the world can remain unmoved by such martial arts?
Zhao Qingmei looked straight at Duanmu Xinghua, "Do you think I will care about their dissatisfaction?"
Duanmu Xinghua gave a bitter smile and said no more.
Only Zhao Qingmei can say this.
The carriage sped along, heading towards the Demon Sealing Platform.
........
Dongluo Desert, Demon Sealing Platform.
In an oasis ahead, there are several beautiful towers built with golden roofs and red doors, which are antique and fairy-like.
The road formed by the white jade stone pavement continues to spread towards the depths, and there are clear and cold pools beside it, and rare and rare animals.
This is the Holy Land of the Demon Sect, the Demon Sealing Platform.
Duanmu Xinghua walked at the front to lead the way, while Zhao Qingmei and other demon sect masters followed behind her.
Not long after, a man appeared in front of him. He was dressed in luxurious clothes, with precious jade hanging on his waist, and a touch of pride in his eyes.
This man looks to be in his early thirties, but his cultivation level is not low, he is a first-class cultivation level, and he is also a first-class master in the world.
When the man saw Duanmu Xinghua, he cupped his fists and said, "Master Duanmu, long time no see."
"Leader, this man is Ouyang Quan, the son of the third elder."
Duanmu Xinghua then said to the two of them: "This is the current leader of our Demon Sect."
A hint of surprise appeared in Ouyang Quan's eyes, and then he hugged Zhao Qingmei and said, "Master, please come in. My father and the second elder have been waiting for a long time."
Zhao Qingmei nodded and said nothing.
The two of them led the way and walked towards the main hall.
The decoration inside the main hall is very luxurious. The inner pillars are supported by multiple huge red pillars. Each pillar is engraved with a spiraling and lifelike golden dragon, which is particularly spectacular.
In addition, there are several beautiful maids standing on both sides of the hall at this moment.
Above the main hall, two old men were sitting.
The old man on the left was dressed in a green shirt, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a smile on his lips. The old man on the right had a cold expression and his brows were furrowed, making the air suddenly become cold.
The old man on the right, Zhao Qingmei, has seen it. When she entered the Demon Sealing Well, this was the man who took her in.
Duanmu Xinghua transmitted the message: "Leader, these two are Yuan Feng, the second elder of the Demon Sealing Platform, and Ouyang Ping, the third elder. Ouyang Ping is the leader of the Heavenly Sect of the previous generation, and Yuan Feng is the leader of the Earth Sect of the previous generation."
When Yu Qiurong saw the two of them, her expression changed drastically.
She has seen the portrait of the person on the right in the Demon Sect. His name is Siji Qiankun Ouyang Ping. His strength is unfathomable. It is said that the last time he appeared was thirty years ago. At that time, his cultivation level had already reached
When he reached the realm of the Grand Master, many people thought he was dead. Unexpectedly, not only did he not die, but he directly entered the Demon Sealing Platform and became the elder of the Demon Sealing Platform.
The person next to Ouyang Ping was even older. Although Yu Qiurong didn't know him, his identity was definitely not ordinary.
When Zhao Qingmei heard the news, she couldn't help frowning. In this way, the two old people in front of her were at least more than a hundred years old. It looked like half of their bodies were about to be buried, but they were well maintained.
Yu Qiurong looked at Ouyang Ping with a cold face, but her heart became nervous.
"Sure enough, a hero comes from a boy, good, good."
Yuan Feng laughed loudly, "Master, it's been a long journey, please take a seat."
Zhao Qingmei sat down slowly and said: "Elder Ouyang and I have met once, but today is the first time I meet Elder Yuan."
Yuan Feng said with regret: "Yes, I have been in seclusion for decades, but I have never had the opportunity to meet the new leader. I have to say that Jiang Shang has found a good disciple."
Being able to reach the realm of Grandmaster at the age of nineteen, there is great hope to become a Grandmaster in the future. If one can really achieve Grandmaster status, it will definitely protect the development of the Demon Sect for three hundred years.
Zhao Qingmei said calmly: "The second elder is ridiculous, my cultivation is far worse than my master."
Yuan Feng waved his hand and said with emotion: "Although your current cultivation level is still shallow, you are still young. If you are given time, you will definitely be able to reach the realm of the great master in the future."
Although Ouyang Ping was dissatisfied with Zhao Qingmei in his heart, he couldn't help but nodded when he heard this.
At this time, the beautiful maid came up with tea.
Yuan Feng smiled and said: "Try it, this tea is called Zigong tea, and it is brewed from oasis springs. It has a refreshing fragrance."
Zhao Qingmei did not serve the tea, but said directly: "The two elders called me here this time. You might as well tell me directly what the matter is. There are still many matters in the church waiting for me to arrange and deal with."
Judging from the attitudes of Yuan Feng and Ouyang Ping, we knew that there must be something to talk about.
Zhao Qingmei didn't want to waste time with the two of them on testing, so it was best to put some things out in the open.
Ouyang Ping frowned.
"I have long heard that the leader is impatient, and today it turned out to be just like the rumors. Since the leader said so, I will tell you directly."
Yuan Feng pondered for a moment and then said: "We heard that the leader has obtained the "Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire", the supreme martial arts of our demon sect. I don't know if this is true or not?"
coming!
When Duanmu Xinghua saw this, his heart moved slightly.
And Yu Qiurong's heart was in her throat at this moment. The person from the Demon Feng Tai did not have good intentions when summoning the leader.
"That's right."
Zhao Qingmei nodded and did not deny it.
Even though Yuan Feng and Ouyang Ping had known the news for a long time, when they heard Zhao Qingmei's personal confirmation, they couldn't help but shine a little brightly.
"The leader has been in charge of the Demon Sect for two years. He should also know that with the current situation in the world, there is no great master who can take charge of the world."
Yuan Feng took a deep breath and said: "The Great Elder of the Demon-Sealing Platform is currently in retreat, preparing to attack the shackles of the Grand Master. If he has this "Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire", he will get twice the result with half the effort. If he can reach the realm of the Grand Master
, our demon sect will definitely be able to hold the world in our hands and occupy a place in today's world, and we will never escape from Dayan like before..."
Ouyang Ping nodded, agreeing with Yuan Feng's words.
Among the major forces in the world today, whoever can reach the Grand Master first will have the absolute right to speak.
Zhao Qingmei tapped her fingers on the desk and said calmly: "What do those two elders mean by asking me to hand over the "Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire"?"
Yuan Feng said slowly: "This is also for the sake of our demon sect's thousand-year plan. Besides, you only need to hand over the rubbings of the "Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire". If the great elder breaks through to the realm of the great master, our demon sect will also
But it is as stable as Mount Tai, which is not a bad thing for the leader."
Zhao Qingmei nodded and said seriously: "The two elders are right. If a great master emerges from our demon sect, he will definitely have a place in today's world."
There are some words that she agrees with very much.
When Yuan Feng heard this, a smile appeared in his eyes: "So, the leader agreed?"
"Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire" is the supreme martial arts. There are only three sects in the whole world. Because of its special nature, the supreme martial arts of Buddhism can only be practiced by Buddhist masters. The "Jade Emperor Sutra" of Taoism is divided into
Among the three martial arts schools, one is in the hands of the Zhenyi Sect, the other two are in the Guigu Sect, and the other has disappeared from the world.
And now that the "Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire" was right in front of him, how could he not be moved?
"The second elder was joking."
Zhao Qingmei said calmly: "I never said that I would give my mind to you."
Yuan Feng smiled slightly: "Then what do you mean?"
The atmosphere in the entire hall solidified.
"If a great master really appears in our demon sect, he can indeed take charge of the world."
Zhao Qingmei smiled and said: "So this leader will definitely practice diligently and reach the realm of Grand Master as soon as possible, fulfilling a wish of the two elders."
Ouyang Ping finally said: "In this case, you are not willing to show your mind?"
Ouyang Ping's voice was a little hoarse, with a bit of coldness, and the entire hall suddenly became ice-cold.
Not to mention Yu Qiurong, even Duanmu Xinghua frowned, thinking secretly: The cultivation level of these three elders seems to be above hers, at least they are the cultivation level of a two-qi master, and they may even reach the realm of a three-qi master.
Zhao Qingmei seemed not to feel the coldness, and said: "This mental method is a mystery that my demon sect does not teach. Only the leader can practice it, why should I teach it to you?"
Yuan Feng said solemnly: "The timing is different this time, and we must also know how to adapt. If a great master appears in our demon sect at this time, it will be a great blessing for you, me, and the entire demon sect."
Zhao Qingmei laughed loudly: "What you said is so ridiculous, you don't want to practice this "Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire" by yourself, there is no need to pretend to be so noble."
"If today is about this matter, I'm afraid the two elders will be disappointed. This "Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire" belongs to me, and no one can take it away."
After saying that, Zhao Qingmei stood up and walked out of the hall.
Seeing this, Yuan Feng and Ouyang Ping both turned very ugly. Unexpectedly, Zhao Qingmei's attitude was so determined that she even tore their faces.
Duanmu Xinghua bowed her hands to the two of them and followed them hurriedly.
"Xiao Qingmei, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.
The sound was not loud, but it resounded in everyone's ears.
When Yu Qiurong heard this voice, it was like thunder exploding in her heart.
Zhao Qingmei paused slightly in her steps, her beautiful eyes narrowed into a gap.