Chapter 164: The Gathering of Experts on the Abyss Lake (10,000 characters)
"Who the hell are you!?"
Zhao Qingmei stared at the weird man and thought quickly in her heart.
"The two people who came in before asked me this question. You are the third one."
The weird old woman glanced at Zhao Qingmei and said calmly.
"Are you not from my demon sect?"
Zhao Qingmei said a little puzzled when she heard the tone of the words.
At this time, she discovered that there were thick iron chains beside the old woman. The iron chains were so dark that they could not be spotted unless they looked carefully.
In addition, there were two white corpses nearby, which was shocking.
"I?"
The old woman's messy hair revealed two blood-red eyes, and she seemed to be smiling: "You think of me as a member of the Demon Cult, but I am more curious, what is your status in the Demon Cult?"
Zhao Qingmei looked at the old woman and felt more and more strange.
How did she survive in the deepest part of the Demon Sealed Well, where there was no food? And from her tone, it seemed that she had lived for a long, long time, and her cultivation was unfathomable.
Who is she!?
Thinking of this, Zhao Qingmei couldn't help but shake the two mandarin duck swords in her hand, and said calmly: "I am Zhao Qingmei, the thirty-fourth leader of the Demon Sect."
When the old woman heard this, she looked startled, "Oh? Are you the leader of the Demon Cult?"
Obviously, she did not expect that such a young woman would be the leader of the contemporary Demon Cult. However, seeing that her cultivation had already reached the level of a Qi Grandmaster, it seemed that it was not too much to become the leader of the Demon Cult.
Zhao Qingmei nodded slightly, "That's right."
"Thirty-four generations, so more than a thousand years have passed. Since you want to know my identity, it's okay for me to tell you."
The old woman's eyes were blood red and deep, and her hoarse voice spat out word for word: "I am the wife of the seventh generation leader of the Demon Cult, Nan Weiping."
Zhao Qingmei raised her eyebrows and lost her voice: "What!?"
The seventh generation leader!?
It’s been more than a thousand years, how could anyone still be alive today?
You must know that the Grand Master can only increase his lifespan by three hundred years, that is, the end of his four hundred years is approaching, and the old woman in front of him turns out to be an old monster who has lived for more than a thousand years.
"Don't you notice there's something weird about this place?"
Nan Weiping's tone was flat and without any emotion.
Zhao Qingmei felt the surrounding environment. When she first came in, she did feel something strange. It seemed as if there was great pressure coming on her. The energy in her body began to solidify. She couldn't help but ask: "Where is this place?"
Nan Weiping laughed, "This is the biggest secret of the Demon Sealing Well. There is no aura of heaven and earth in this cave. There is only extremely heavy pressure, but it can slow down the flow of time."
Zhao Qingmei was shocked when she heard this, "Slow down the flow of time?"
I never thought that there would be such a magical place in this world, it is simply unimaginable.
Nan Weiping said: "Yes, three hundred years outside, this is one hundred years here, and this place is called the Wanxiang Realm by the Demon Sect. It has always been the retreat place of the Demon Sect leader."
Zhao Qingmei frowned. There was no record of the Ten Thousand Phase Realm in the ancient books of the Demon Sect. Could it have been destroyed by someone?
Based on the calculation of the passage of time, this old woman should have lived for almost four hundred years. Could it be that she is a great master!?
etc!
Zhao Qingmei suddenly grasped a key piece of information and asked quickly: "You said this place is the retreat for the leader of the Demon Cult, so you can definitely go out?"
"go out?"
Nan Weiping looked at Zhao Qingmei, "It's okay to go out, why do I have to tell you?"
Zhao Qingmei glanced at the iron chain on Nan Weiping's body and said with a smile: "Senior, I think you must also want to go out. How about we cooperate?"
"Hahahahaha!"
Nan Weiping laughed loudly after hearing this, "The two people who came in told me this. Do you know what the iron chain on my body is? It is Nine Heavens Black Iron, even the sharpest sword in the world is not strong enough."
Is there anything you can do to break through the Nine Heavens Black Iron?"
"Aren't you very curious, how did I survive? The great master's cultivation level is a bit exaggerated, but he is already a semi-immortal. As long as he is nourished by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he can live without food. You
If you say there is no heaven and earth spiritual energy here, where did I get the heaven and earth spiritual energy?"
Zhao Qingmei frowned slightly and looked at the two corpses next to her.
When a master in the master realm dies, the spiritual essence of heaven and earth will be derived from his body. Apparently Nan Weiping killed several masters of the Demon Cult who came in, and then absorbed their spiritual essence of heaven and earth to barely survive.
"Senior, I have plenty of food."
Zhao Qingmei narrowed her eyes slightly, "As long as senior tells me how to leave here, I will send people to continuously deliver food in the future and find a way to rescue senior."
Nan Weiping looked at Zhao Qingmei with a pair of blood-red eyes, and said coldly: "I don't believe you, and I don't want to be constrained by the demon sect, so wouldn't it be good to kill you and absorb the heaven and earth spiritual energy in your body?
?”
Zhao Qingmei said lightly: "You are losing every trace of your true energy, and no one has entered this place for so many years. The true energy in your body has been exhausted, and your cultivation is even regressing, right?"
From Nan Weiping's actions and words just now, Zhao Qingmei vaguely felt something strange.
This Nan Weiping may really be the Grand Master, but she has been detained here for thousands of years. There is no spiritual energy of heaven and earth here. She only survived by absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from the bodies of the two people in front of her.
Since then, no master from the Demon Sect has entered the Demonic Well for who knows how many years. In addition, Nan Weiping's end is approaching, and her cultivation will definitely not be able to maintain the realm of a great master.
Moreover, Nan Weiping had said so many things to her, so if he really wanted to do something to her, he would have done it long ago.
"You are a little girl, you are not very old, but you are very clever."
Nan Weiping took a deep look at Zhao Qingmei, and then said in a deep voice: "Give me the food in your hand first."
Just as Zhao Qingmei thought, she herself was exhausted. Not to mention surviving, her cultivation was rapidly regressing.
In the past few hundred years, only three demon sect masters have entered the deepest part of this demonic well. Among them, the eighth generation demon sect leader fought fiercely with her and escaped from the cave. In the end, he was seriously injured and died far away in the cave.
He failed to absorb the spiritual essence of heaven and earth within the eighth generation cultivator.
It was from the eighth-generation Demon Cult leader that Zhao Qingmei obtained the Heaven-turning Seal and the Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire, as well as the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Essence from the eighth-generation Demon Cult leader.
The other two were introduced into the cave by Nan Weiping and killed, and turned into the spirit essence of heaven and earth to maintain her life.
But in the past three hundred years, no one has entered the depths of the Demon Sealing Well.
The heaven and earth spirit culprit in Nan Weiping's body has been depleted, and her cultivation is rapidly regressing. In addition, her end is approaching, and for various reasons, seeing Zhao Qingmei at this moment is like a life-saving straw.
If she can't escape from here, her lifespan may be exhausted.
"good."
Zhao Qingmei threw the dry food in her arms to Nan Weiping.
Nan Weiping grabbed the dry food in her hand and crazily stuffed it into her mouth, like a hungry refugee.
Seeing this scene, Zhao Qingmei threw the water bag away again.
Nan Weiping took a few big mouthfuls and felt her neck was a little dry, so she quickly picked up the water bottle and drank it.
She didn't know why, but she was suddenly startled.
Thinking back to those days, when the bells were ringing and the food was on the table, the wealth and luxury would be what it is today. To be imprisoned in a dungeon and eat dry food seemed to be the happiest thing in the world.
"Hahahahaha."
Thinking of this, Nan Weiping couldn't help laughing.
Zhao Qingmei watched from the side, silent.
Who imprisoned Nan Weiping and why she was imprisoned seems to be a secret.
No matter what, the person in front of you must be extremely careful.
"Is there any more?"
Nan Weiping wolfed down two pieces of dry food and looked at Zhao Qingmei.
Zhao Qingmei said calmly: "No, if you want to eat, I will have some cakes and roasted chicken delivered tonight."
For her, there is no difference in what she wants to eat, so she prefers to eat dry food that is simple and easy to store.
"good."
When Nan Weiping heard this, a bright light appeared in her eyes.
Zhao Qingmei asked: "Senior, can you tell me how to get out now?"
"Just some food and want to know how?"
Nan Weiping shook her head, "If you can cut off the Nine Heavens Black Iron on my body, I will tell you."
"Senior, are you trying to make things difficult for others?"
Zhao Qingmei said expressionlessly.
Not to mention that she had no way to cut off the Nine Heavens Black Iron, even if she really had a way, she would not do such a thing and release such an old monster.
She currently lacks the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in her body, and her cultivation has regressed. But as long as she leaves this cave, her strength may be restored. Who knows how much trouble she will cause?
"Who knows if you will run away and ignore me after I tell you?"
Nan Weiping glanced at Zhao Qingmei with a pair of blood-red eyes, "You should take your time and think of a solution. I have been waiting for so long and I don't care about such a short time."
"At the worst, you can stay here with me and provide for me until the end of my life."
Nan Weiping's tone was somewhat cold. Anyway, she had made up her mind that as long as Zhao Qingmei didn't cut off her Nine Heavens Black Iron, she would definitely not tell Zhao Qingmei how to get out.
It is impossible for Zhao Qingmei to watch her die.
Zhao Qingmei frowned, she didn't want to spend the rest of her life with this old guy in this hellish place.
"Then senior, just wait for my news."
After Zhao Qingmei finished speaking, she took the wooden man and walked out of the cave. She asked Yu Qiurong to collect some ancient books about Jiutian Black Iron, and also asked the Poison King (Chapter 51) to refine some colorless and odorless poison and add it to the cave.
in food.
"Don't forget, roast chicken and pastries, these two cannot be missing."
Nan Weiping shouted at Zhao Qingmei's back: "Don't be careful."
.........
The night is lonely, outside the magic well.
Ever since Zhao Qingmei fell into the Demon-Sealing Well, she has been waiting outside the Demon-Sealing Well. Later, she got the news that Zhao Qingmei was still alive. She spent most of her day in the church looking for ancient books on the Demon-Sealing Well, hoping to find and rescue Zhao Qingmei.
Green plum method.
Today, she stood at the entrance of the demon-sealing well as usual.
Looking at the deep, dark and boundless wellhead, my face was full of bitterness.
There are also very few records about the Demon Sealed Well in the ancient books of the Demon Sect, only sporadic ones.
"Master, don't worry, I will definitely find a way."
Yu Qiurong clenched her fists, and then said to herself firmly.
"Boohoo!"
At this moment, a figure rushed out from the Demon Sealing Well.
It's a wooden man.
The wooden man also held a white note in his hand.
"Message from the leader?"
Yu Qiurong sucked her palm, and the wooden man quickly scanned the white paper in his hand and read the message, "Roast chicken, pastries, and Poison King? Why do you want the Poison King to get the peerless poison elixir?"
Although Yu Qiurong was a little puzzled, she still rushed towards Dongluoguan.
........
Two days later, Jade Capital City, Yonghe Palace.
Glazed mandarin duck tiles, vermilion paint and big red windows, upright Stanley pillars, carved beams and painted buildings.
The handsome Zhao Mengtai was sitting on the front desk, looking at the picture album in front of him.
Next, Yue Tingchen stood obediently below, and in addition there was a middle-aged man wearing a black robe.
This person is none other than Mo Yan, who is worshiped by Tianji Pavilion.
"Your Highness, many masters have rushed to Yuan Lake. Except for the left valley master of Youfeng Valley, all the masters from the seven major sects are here. There are also many hidden masters, and even grandmaster masters have appeared."
Mo Yan clasped his fists and said, "The prince also set out the day before yesterday. Judging from the time, he has probably arrived at Yuan Lake."
"My eldest brother really likes to join in the fun."
Zhao Mengtai chuckled lightly, then raised his head, "Let him see more, after all, this excitement may only be seen once, but one less."
Zhao Mengtai spoke very calmly, and his bright eyes were still smiling.
But Yue Tingchen on the side was sweating heavily on his forehead, and he was extremely nervous.
"By the way, what about Old Man Liu?"
Zhao Mengtai asked what he thought of.
When Mo Yan heard Zhao Mengtai's words, he couldn't help but think of the old man. He felt cold and whispered: "He also went to Yuanhu Lake and said he wanted to see Lou Xiangzhen's swordsmanship."
Zhao Mengtai raised his eyebrows slightly, "I understand."
Obviously, he was very dissatisfied with this person who went to Yuanhu privately, but for this person, even if Zhao Mengtai was dissatisfied with him, he would still be offering sacrifices to his ancestors.
"Princess, Your Highness is discussing important matters in the palace."
"Get out of the way, I want to see my second brother."
Just then, a voice came from outside the door.
"You step back first."
Zhao Mengtai glanced at Mo Yan.
Mo Yan is from Tianji Pavilion, so his whereabouts cannot be exposed.
Mo Yan nodded, then flashed his body and disappeared into the palace in an instant.
"Second brother, second brother."
At this moment, a graceful figure hurriedly walked in.
The woman was wrapped in a pink dress, covered with gauze, with a butterfly hairpin in her hair, a strand of blue silk hanging on her chest, and a thin layer of powder. The looming red on her cheeks created a delicate and lovely pure skin like petals.
The whole person is like a butterfly flying in the wind.
It is Princess Anle, Zhao Xuening.
"Meet Princess Anle."
When Yue Tingchen saw the person coming, he quickly leaned over and said.
"Xiao Ning, what's wrong?"
Zhao Mengtai couldn't help but ask: "Have you made your mother angry again? Come and hide with me?"
"No."
Zhao Xuening wrinkled her nose and said, "It's my mother who made me angry. I'm not happy."
"What happened?" Zhao Mengtai smiled and shook his head after hearing this.
Zhao Xuening said angrily: "My mother asked me to get married again, but I don't want to. She said she wanted to choose among this year's batch of high school scholars. My mother just likes scholars. I really don't know what good scholars are. They are all A bunch of nerds, so stupid."
Yue Tingchen's expression looked a little strange. Zuo Linglong had always admired Li Fuzhou, the most beautiful girl in Nalumen... It is normal for the queen to love scholars and have a family.
Zhao Mengtai glanced at Zhao Xuening and said slowly: "You are not young anymore, you should consider getting married."
Zhao Xuening is already eighteen years old this year, which is not too young.
"Second brother, even you said that."
Zhao Xuening raised his brows, bit his lip and said, "Anyway, I haven't met anyone I like, so I just won't marry anyone."
Zhao Mengtai looked serious, "It's natural. If you don't like marrying him, why do you want to marry him? Life is a journey, and you are my Princess Dayan, why should you suffer this injustice?"
Zhao Xuening looked a little hesitant, "But, I heard that Hou Jin has a delegation coming to Beijing soon, and it seems that he plans to propose marriage."
When Yue Tingchen heard this, he immediately understood why the queen was so anxious to get Princess Anle married so quickly.
Last year, there was a mission from Houjin saying that they would come to Beijing for a marriage, but the matter has been delayed. This year there are rumors that a mission from Houjin will come.
The queen is worried.
The marriage partner of Hou Jin and others is said to be the queen's daughter, Princess Anle.
Now Hou Jin is a tiger, and Zhao is a hungry wolf.
If Dayan is attacked by fierce tigers and hungry wolves, it will be a disaster.
If the Human Emperor and the imperial court wanted to take the overall situation into consideration, it is really possible that they would have agreed to the Hou-Jin marriage.
"Don't worry, with my second brother here, you will not be wronged."
Zhao Mengtai laughed and said.
"Second brother, you are the best."
When Zhao Xuening heard what Zhao Mengtai said, he immediately smiled and said: "Second brother, second brother, I want to go to Nanhu to see the Big Ao. You come with me to see it."
South Lake is an artificial lake built by the Dayan Palace. There are many rare and rare animals in the water. Among them, there is a big turtle with as many as hills, which is already spiritual.
Zhao Mengtai nodded immediately, touched Zhao Xuening's head lovingly, and said, "Okay, maybe I haven't gone shopping for a long time."
"Great."
When Zhao Xuening heard this, he danced excitedly.
Since the year before last, she hasn't spent such a long time with her second brother for a long time.
Seeing Zhao Xuening like this, the smile on Zhao Mengtai's lips deepened.
Yue Tingchen on the side looked at this scene with some melancholy and emotion in his heart, as if it was difficult to associate with the vicious and unscrupulous Zhao Mengtai.
Which one is the real Zhao Mengtai?
...........
Beihuang Road, Yuanhu Lake.
Yuan Lake is the largest lake in the Northern Wilderness Road. The water of the lake is very blue, pure, deep, and gentle. There are slight ripples on the blue brocade-like lake surface.
The calm water below and the low clouds in the sky form a tranquil ink painting.
After the Wudu Mountain incident, many masters in the martial arts world came to Yuanhu in an instant.
Such a major event that shocked the entire world can only be compared to the battle between Ye Ding and Jiang Shang, the leader of the Zhenyi Sect.
Both of these battles were for the first place in the Great Yan Jianghu, and both had the leader of the Zhenyi Sect, which shows the power of the Zhenyi Sect.
Liu Shui is number one in the world, and the iron-clad leader of the True One Sect.
Unprecedented liveliness and unprecedented prosperity.
The water of Yuanhu Lake is vast and misty. It is the time when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. There are buildings, boats and awnings everywhere on the lake.
"If you buy it, you will leave it. If you buy it, you will leave it. Bet from one tael of silver."
At this time, in the canopy of a boat, a young man with a fat body and a face like a mountain of meat was shouting hard.
This person is Qiulun.
"I'll buy twenty taels to defeat Headmaster Xiao."
"I am fifty taels, Headmaster Xiao."
"I am the senior of Guigu Sword Immortal Tower."
........
Everyone around them took out their money and started placing bets.
Most people still placed their bets on Xiao Qianqiu.
After all, the reputation of Zhenyi Sect and Xiao Qianqiu has been deeply rooted in people's hearts for many years.
"Come on, come on, give me all the money."
The woman next to her, who was as tall as a water tank, took the money with a smile, and then began to record it.
Many people in the world twitched their mouths when they saw this.
These two people are truly a match made in heaven. Just one glance and they are both unforgettable existences.
Qiu Lun looked at Fang Jinxiu's pile of banknotes and a basket full of silver, and smiled crookedly at the corner of his mouth. He couldn't help but secretly thought: My sister Fang is still a prosperous husband. It seems that it is time for me, Qiu Lun, to turn my fortune around.
And this scene is just the tip of the iceberg of Yuanhu's grand scene.
The originally deserted and quiet place suddenly became extremely lively.
Even at night, the lights are brightly lit, just like daytime.
Everyone is waiting, waiting for tomorrow's battle.
In the Yuan Lake, there is an inconspicuous U-Peng boat.
At this time, there was a Taoist priest sitting cross-legged in the boat.
The Taoist priest seemed to be floating in the gentle breeze, incompatible with the prosperity of the world. His eyes were sparse and his eyebrows were sparse, and his expression was elegant.
Xiao Qianqiu, the leader of Zhenyi Sect.
At this time, a figure landed on the Wu Peng boat. This person was Ling Yuanjing.
"Senior brother, Lou Xiangzhen and the ghost swordsman are no longer around," Ling Yuanjing said.
"There's no need to check. Lou Xiangzhen will definitely come if he says he will. Swordsmen would rather take the straight path than seek the crooked path."
Xiao Qianqiu said calmly.
"yes."
Ling Yuanjing nodded, and then said cautiously: "I heard that the Emperor sent a letter to my senior brother."
Xiao Qianqiu opened his eyes and said calmly: "The letter was placed in Zhenyi Sect. I received it, but I didn't read it."
You don't need to read some letters to know what they mean, even if it's from someone sitting high in a temple.
Ling Yuanjing hesitated for a moment, then said: "I understand, senior brother, you must also be careful. Lou Xiangzhen's cultivation has reached the third level of Qi, and his swordsmanship may soon reach the sixth level. His strength should not be underestimated."
Lou Xiangzhen's strength is not simple either. Among the six sword immortals, his strength is definitely the strongest at the moment.
Xiao Qianqiu did not speak, but looked at the deep lake in the distance, "Human destiny is like a ladle. If you touch it, it will turn. If you don't touch it, it will remain motionless."
Ling Yuanjing nodded and said nothing.
Xiao Qianqiu is the most outstanding existence in Zhenyi Sect in contemporary times, both in terms of martial arts and state of mind.
Now that he has gone down the mountain, he must be sure of victory.
The name of the number one person in Dayan Jianghu is also a kind of power, a power nurtured in the heart.
This momentum is similar to the sword-drawing technique of Guiyi Jianjue.
The general trend is an invisible pressure. Compared with the despised Lou Xiangzhen, Xiao Qianqiu has a huge advantage.
If there are several chess players in Dayan now, then Xiao Qianqiu must be among them.
"In that case, I won't bother senior brother."
Ling Yuanjing cupped his hands, and then disappeared into the boat.
After a long time, Xiao Qianqiu whispered to himself: "The heart cannot accommodate the world, but the Tao can. As long as there is the Tao in the heart, you can accommodate everything in the world."
After saying that, his eyes closed again.
My heart is like an abyss, without any ups and downs.
The waning moon hung high in the sky, and the awning boat was silent, drifting in the wind in the night.
.........
The night is dark.
Outside Yuan Lake, in the peach blossom forest several miles away.
The black dragon lay motionless on the ground.
An Jing leaned on the branches, still thinking about the past events of Yuzhou City in his mind.
With the identities of Li Fuzhou and Tan Yun exposed, and with the Tianxi in his hand, he became more and more certain that Zhao Qingmei's identity was not simple.
Li Fuzhou treated her with utmost respect, and he also had the most precious treasure of the demon sect. There was only one situation.
She must be the daughter of a giant in the Demon Cult.
But An Jing became even more confused, why would such a person marry her?
"Boy, what are you thinking about with that frown?"
Lou Xiangzhen on the side asked with a smile, his face flushed.
An Jing took a deep breath and said, "I'm thinking about my wife and who she is."
"It seems you still don't know her well enough."
Lou Xiang shook his head.
"learn.....?"
An Jing frowned slightly.
Lou Xiangzhen shook the wine gourd in his hand and asked: "Actually, this question is very simple. It is true that she hid her identity from you, but I want to ask you, is her feelings for you false?"
An Jing recalled the past and shook his head: "No."
When someone loves you or not, you can really feel it from the tone of voice, demeanor, and actions.
only the guy drinking water knows it's cold or hot.
Lou Xiangzhen smiled and said: "That's it. Since the feelings are real, why do you mind about other things? Maybe she is the same as you and has some difficulties?"
When An Jing heard this, he felt a little confused. Why should he bother with these things?
The so-called relationship between people is nothing more than a pursuit of true love.
Even if the wife is from the devil's sect but not from the devil's sect, so what?
An Jing sighed deeply, "Senior is right, but I don't really want to join the Demon Cult..."
He was originally just a Yuzhou City doctor and an ordinary citizen who had lived in Dayan for ten years, but now he suddenly became a remnant of the demon sect and was surrounded and suppressed by the Xuanyi Guards of Dayan, which made him somewhat resistant.
"The Demon Sect is indeed not very good. I heard that old man Jiang Shang has returned to the Demon Sect."
Lou Xiangzhen raised his eyebrows slightly, "This man is ruthless, cruel and murderous, and has a strong desire for control. Whether you enter the Demon Cult or not, you have to be wary of him."
"I see."
An Ding nodded.
Jiang Shang naturally knew that the previous leader of the Demon Sect had a great reputation and was a top master who once competed with Ye Ding, the leader of the Zhenyi Sect.
"Don't talk about me anymore."
An Jing waved his hand, looked at Lou Xiangzhen, and said, "How sure are you about tomorrow's battle?"
Tomorrow is the day for the Lou Xiangzhen competition.
Lou Xiangzhen leaned against the tree and said calmly: "Ten percent."
"Ten percent!?"
An Jing raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Old man Lou, you are just bragging. Ninety-nine percent can be achieved."
You must know that Lou Xiangzhen's opponent is no ordinary person, but Xiao Qianqiu, the number one person in Dayan Jianghu, a person who makes An Jing's ears tingle when he hears it.
Lou Xiangzhen glanced at An Jing, gulped again, and said: "The moment I draw the sword, it's 100%."
A swordsman must believe in the sword in his hand, and he can only believe in the sword in his hand.
An Jing rolled his eyes, "In my opinion, what's the point of fighting alone? Let's fight together. Black Jiao has the cultivation of a three-qi master. Plus you, Xiao Qianqiu may not be our opponent. When the time comes, he will get the "
"The Jade Emperor Sutra", we two brothers practice together."
Lou Xiangzhen made a move in his hand, "What? You don't believe me?"
"It's not that I don't believe it."
An Jing waved his hand and said: "If you beat Xiao Qianqiu, don't you hold the "Big Dipper Jue" and "Guigu Heart Technique" in your hands? You are still short of the "Daluo Heart Technique" to become a Taoist Master of Taoism. You
If you become the Taoist Master of Xuanmen, wouldn't I have to call you Sect Master? We have been close friends for many years, and it would not be pure if we mix it with other relationships."
Upon hearing this, Lou Xiangzhen blinked and said with a smile: "Then you can recognize me as your grandfather, and then I will give up my position as the head of the sect to you."
"I'll fuck you!"
When An Jing heard this, he immediately fell out, "Old boy, you still want me to recognize you as my grandfather."
Lou Xiangzhen was also furious: "Who are you talking about?"
Even if you call me a child, you still add the word "old" every time.
Under the moonlight, the two of them looked at each other, arguing, refusing to give in to each other.
"Forget it, Grandpa Lou, I won't argue with you."
After a while, Lou Xiangzhen snorted softly.
An Jing also sat down and said: "Old man Lou, if you win, wouldn't you be the best swordsman in the world?"
"Ha...it's all just a false name."
Lou Xiangzhen said holding his beloved wine gourd.
An Jing said slowly: "False fame, you must have been chasing this false reputation all your life."
When Lou Xiangzhen heard this, he felt extremely sad.
Yes, hasn't he spent his whole life chasing the false reputation of being the best swordsman in the world?
It's a false reputation, he cares about it more than anyone else.
I even gave up on the true feelings I once had.
"I, Lou Xiangzhen, practice swordsmanship, but I have never regretted it in my life." Lou Xiangzhen's eyes became deep, "Throughout the ages, how many people have been beaten to death for this false reputation? To kill the best person in the world to your death? No.
That's the saying, when a real man is alive, he should hold on to the three-foot-high green peak and establish a name that will last forever."
An Jing also realized something in his heart: "Yes."
When a real man is alive, he should hold the three-foot green peak and establish a name that will last forever.
Lou Xiangzhen continued: "When the breath in the heart is lost, it is like the fire of a firefly, extinguished by the wind, and the remains of the body will eventually become ashes. How many people in this world are not unable, but they do not want to, they would rather
Like a firefly, it waits for the strong wind to extinguish it, but it doesn't want to turn into a spark of fire, swallowing up mountains and rivers, lighting up all directions."
"To die is to put a sword on your neck, but to live is to step on the bones of others, stepping on their bodies to walk your own path of thorns. When you look back at this mountain of corpses and sea of blood, your hands are stained with blood.
It must be full of bright red blood, and there is a lingering anger between the eyebrows."
An Jing was shocked and was in a daze for a moment. After a long time, he said, "What about after becoming the best in the world?"
"Now that I have become number one in the world, I have to meet someone." Lou Xiangzhen said quietly, "I have already been number one in the world, so I don't think I should be a bitch."
"Then what?"
"I'll beat you until you join my Xuanmen and revive my Xuanmen lineage."
"If you dare to attack me, I will join the Demon Cult immediately."
"What's so good about the Demon Cult? Wouldn't it be better to become the Taoist Master of Xuanmen yourself? When the time comes, you will beg Grandpa Lou to join my Xuanmen."
Lou Xiangzhen looked at the moonlight above his head, "That old boy Luo Chongyang has great ambitions and is quite reliable in his work. Plus your words will be enough to revitalize the Xuanmen lineage and rewrite the general trend of the world."
An Jing also looked at the water-like moonlight, "The general trend of the world..."
It turned out that without even realizing it, he had integrated into the general trend of the world.
An Jing murmured: "Old man Lou, you have to be a good backer."
"Gudong."
Lou Xiangzhen took a big sip, and a warm feeling surged into his heart.
Standing under the flower tree, looking up, staring.
Suddenly I saw flower petals flying all over the sky, accompanied by a light and fluttering sound.
After more than seventy years of ups and downs, now the past and present are all before our eyes.
........
The next day, above Yuan Lake.
Three days passed by in a blink of an eye.
A flash of fish belly white just appeared on the sky.
A bay of clear lake water, the surface of the lake is as level as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and green trees, and all the beautiful scenery makes people feel as if they have stepped into a painting.
The morning breeze is warm and gentle, stirring the lake surface and creating ripples.
At this time, in the center of Yuan Lake, there was a small pavilion.
In the four directions of the pavilion, there are countless figures rising and falling.
To the southwest, a middle-aged man stood on the shore. He had a handsome appearance and calm and leisurely eyes. Next to him stood a woman holding a sword. The woman was always smiling.
These people are none other than Lin Yiyang and Qiu Wanxia, one of the Five Great Sword Immortals.
He came here after hearing that Lou Xiangzhen was fighting Xiao Qianqiu.
"Sect Master Lin, long time no see."
At this moment, a sound of clear drinking sounded.
Lin Yiyang frowned and looked at the voice. It was Zhao Guotianjian Cui Daoxian, "So it's you."
Cui Daoxian smiled lightly and said: "I originally wanted to go to Yuheng Sword Sect to visit you, but I didn't expect to meet you here today."
"What? You want to challenge me?" Lin Yiyang couldn't help laughing when he heard this.
"That's right."
Cui Daoxian replied.
Lin Yiyang looked at Yuan Lake in the distance and said, "Let's wait until after this battle. I don't want to do what he wants now."
Cui Daoxian had long known about Lin Yiyang's arrogant temperament and didn't say anything else.
"Amitabha!"
A Zen sound sounded from far away, very familiar.
"Puhui Bodhisattva?" Lin Yiyang whispered.
Following the voice, I saw an old monk walking slowly in front of me. He was the Buddhist Bodhisattva and Universal Bodhisattva who fought Lin Yiyang in Yuzhou City.
Puhui Bodhisattva clasped his hands together and said, "Donor Lin, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."
"I didn't expect it either." Lin Yiyang nodded.
It had only been a few months since the battle in Yuzhou City, but I didn't expect to meet Puhui Bodhisattva again on Beihuang Road.
This world is so big, so big that people who have longed to see each other cannot be seen, but at the same time, how small is it? So small that people who have only seen each other for a few months can meet again.
From all directions, countless masters appeared, all of whom were well-known in the world. Among the seven major sects, Yuheng Sword Sect, Blue River Sect, Four Elephant Sect, and Five Poison Sect were all present.
The leader, if placed in the world, would be a famous master in the world.
"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that so many masters would come today."
A sound of laughter resounded throughout the world.
who is it!?
In such a gathering of experts, how dare you speak out?
Everyone frowned, wondering in their hearts.
Following the sound, I saw that it was a Taoist priest wearing purple robes, holding a whisk in his hand.
"Luo Chongyang!?"
Feng Lingyue, who was standing behind the Five Poison Gate, couldn't help frowning.
Some people may not recognize this Taoist priest, but how could someone like Feng Lingyue, who is already an old monster in the world, not recognize him?
At that time, Luo Chongyang wanted to compete with Xiao Qianqiu for the position of being the leader, but later failed, so he left the Zhenyi Sect directly, and was even hunted down by the Zhenyi Sect.
Even though he was hunted by the Zhenyi Cult for several years, he still lived a cool and happy life. It is said that Yu Ying almost died in his hands.
Among the three brothers, Ye Ding, Luo Chongyang, and Yu Ying, Luo Chongyang is said to be the most talented person and will have the highest future achievements.
"Luo Chongyang, are you here to help Lou Xiangzhen today?"
A cold shout resounded from heaven and earth, and the three peak masters Ling Yuanjing, Sima Changlin, and Song Chengbiao all said coldly.
Luo Chongyang glanced at the three of them and said calmly: "It's so majestic. You three don't even know how to say Uncle Luo?"
The three half-step masters were so powerful against ordinary people that they could easily crush them, but it was not enough to control Luo Chongyang.
Suddenly Ling Yuanjing and the others frowned.
Whizzing!
A figure fell on the pavilion in the center of Yuan Lake, and then shouted: "Luo Chongyang, today is the grudge between Zhenyi Sect and Lou Xiangzhen. We are all spectators, why should we be like this?"
Another grandmaster!?
Tianjian Cui Daoxian felt the momentum and was suddenly shocked.
Unexpectedly, so many masters would appear in the Abyssal Lake today.
Luo Chongyang's expression remained calm, "Old Qingfeng? You have nothing to do with me here. If you make me unhappy, I will overturn your Qinglan Villa. Do you believe it?"
The person who came was Old Man Qingfeng, Yan Sheng, Master Moyun’s master.
Old man Qingfeng was not angry, but smiled and said: "Since there is nothing to do with us, wouldn't it be great if we just sit aside and watch the show?"
Luo Chongyang is famous for his impatience, and his murderous nature is also famous in the world. However, many years have passed in that world, and many past events have been forgotten, and only the older generation of masters still remember them.
cool breeze
At the place where the Four Elephant Gates gathered, Jia Shiwu was filled with emotion.
Seeing this, the man wearing a bamboo hat behind him said slowly: "There are still many masters in Yan State."
"It's quite a lot."
Jia Shiwu said quietly: "But there is still no one in our Sixiang Sect."
Jia Shiwu's qualifications are limited, as is the case for him and Xi Yuanjun. If there are no other opportunities, it will be impossible for him to be promoted to Grandmaster in this life.
Without a master master in charge, there is one less Dinghai Divine Needle. Even though they are both members of the seven major sects, they always feel that they are a head lower than the other sects.
"It'll be there soon." The man wearing a bamboo hat smiled and said.
When Jia Shiwu heard this, he was shocked and stopped talking.