Dongluo Pass, in the first pavilion behind Dongluo Pagoda.
The night sky is like a navy blue curtain, dotted with stars.
After experiencing the battle during the day, Dongluo Pass fell into silence at this moment.
"You all go down and rest."
A clear and sweet sound came from the house, and then the maids in the courtyard retreated one after another.
Looking around the room, I saw a stunningly beautiful woman lying on the beauty couch.
Her skin is better than snow, and her eyes are like a pool of clear water. As she looks around, she has a certain elegant and noble temperament. Her waterfall-like black hair is still a bit dense, and she is covered with a tulle tulle to protect her body.
The hottest part is exposed, the slender thighs and white feet.
It was a beautiful woman who was bathing in a hazy shadow, her breasts half covered by Luoqiu gauze.
Suddenly, the beautiful woman looked out the window with the corners of her mouth raised slightly.
"Clang!"
Not long after, a figure rushed in from outside the house.
The man was naked, without any clothes.
This person was none other than An Jing, who had escaped from several Wujin Thunder Pills during the day. At this moment, except for a small bundle in his arms, there was nothing else covering his body.
An Jing chuckled and said, "Madam, the weather has suddenly become cold."
There is a huge temperature difference between day and night in the desert. During the day the sun is shining brightly and the sky is clear, but at night the cold wind may blow in and it can be bone-chilling.
Zhao Qingmei glanced at An Jing playfully and said with a smile: "Brother is a master, why are you afraid of the severe cold here?"
An Jing took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand and turned around, "It's mainly because it's a bit inappropriate."
The Wujin Thunder Pill was extremely powerful. Even though all the energy in Anjing's body was blocked in front of him, his clothes were still shattered by the terrifying force. The remaining energy was blocked by the strange treasure Fan Tianxi, and he was not injured at all.
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At the critical moment, An Jing activated the "Nameless Heart Sutra" and then escaped from the smoke while everyone was distracted.
"It doesn't matter if someone sees you."
An Jing smiled and said, "I have a talent that no one else can envy."
Zhao Qingmei's eyes narrowed into a slit, "I will gouge out the eyes of anyone who dares to look, not even men."
Seeing those soft but murderous eyes, An Jing laughed and changed the subject: "Madam, it's a bit cold."
"Cold."
Zhao Qingmei blinked her eyes slightly, stretched out her jade feet slowly, and swept them gently from bottom to top.
When the key point was touched, An Jing's heart trembled, and his whole soul felt as if he had left his body.
The slender beautiful legs of Sai Xue Qishuang were raised high, and her cardamom-like toes gently tapped An Jing's chin, and said coquettishly: "Brother, are you still cold now?"
"It's not cold anymore, but it's very hot."
"It's very hot, what should I do?"
An Jing grabbed the slender ankle, stared at the beautiful face, and said with a low smile: "What do you think we should do? We haven't decided who is better during the day, and it's not too late now."
After saying that, he rushed over.
The road is long and my legs are long, I will search up and down.
One of the so-called four great joys in life is the rain after a long drought.
The moon shadow was swaying, pushing the waves, and the beautiful sounds were endless. Even the moon seemed to be blushing with embarrassment.
After a long time, the war subsided.
Zhao Qingmei's face glowed with spring, and she lay on An Jing's chest, "I thought we knew everything about our relationship and had everything under control, but I didn't expect you to lie to me, brother."
An Jing pinched Qiong's nose and chuckled, "You hide it very deeply."
Who would have thought that the little doctor from Yuzhou City would turn out to be a peerless master in the world.
Who would have thought that this lady who was proficient in knitting and tailoring could actually be the leader of the demon sect who controls all the demons?
The two chatted, An Jing told how he escaped from Jiang Shang, and Zhao Qingmei also described how she entered the Demon Sealing Well.
Suddenly, Zhao Qingmei raised her head and asked: "Brother, how did you reach the state of a master?"
She remembered clearly that An Jing had not practiced martial arts ten years ago, but in just ten years he had become a master. This was simply unbelievable.
You must know that Zhao Qingmei not only has extremely high qualifications, but also has the Demon Sect's efforts to train her. She also obtained the heaven and earth spiritual essence of the Five Qi Master in the Demon Sealing Well, and then she reached the peak of the One Qi Master.
But how did An Jing reach this point in cultivation?
An Jing stroked his smooth shoulders and sighed: "All of this is due to my diligent efforts."
"I always believe that wherever God arranges for me to go, it is all to do what I should do, meet the people I should meet, and endure the loneliness that no one cares about, so that I can be worthy of poetry and the distance."
Zhao Qingmei blinked her eyes, her beautiful eyes shining again and again.
Yes, how could such an outstanding person as my brother be just an ordinary little doctor? I had never seen through him before.
An Jing asked: "Madam, by the way, why are you doing this?"
He has always wanted to know why Zhao Qingmei married him.
"Brother, I haven't finished asking my questions yet."
Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing with her beautiful eyes, "When you were at Willow Villa, did you go there for the show "The Battle of the Big Dipper"?"
When An Jing heard this, he immediately sighed and said, "That's natural."
He was just a little bit short of capturing Qi Yun and obtained the "Big Dipper Jue" from Zhenyi Sect. Now that Qi Yun is dead, Zhenyi Sect has not yet established a young leader. If he wants to get the "Big Dipper Jue" from Ye Ding, he can only get it from Ye Ding.
Or maybe it was obtained from Xiao Qianqiu's mouth.
One of these two people may be hiding in Zhenyi Sect's Hidden Mountain, and the other is based in Zhenyi Mountain. They are the top masters in the world. You can imagine how difficult it is to get the "Big Dipper Jue".
Zhao Qingmei bit An Jing's shoulder and whispered: "Who told you to be sneaky at that time? If you show any signs of weakness, won't I stop fighting with you?"
An Jing said nonchalantly: "There are times in your life that you must have, but there are no times in your life. Don't force it. I think sooner or later I will get this "Big Dipper"."
Zhao Qingmei took out a leather scroll from under the pillow, smiled sweetly and said: "I have the fragments of "Da Luo Xin Dharma" here."
"Let me see."
An Jing took the fragment, glanced at it, and immediately wrote down the fragment "Da Luo Heart Sutra", and the incomplete "Nameless Heart Sutra" was upgraded to the fifth level.
"I see."
An Jing suddenly realized something in his heart.
He finally knew why there was a purple opportunity in Willow Villa. When he practiced the incomplete "Da Luo Heart Method" passed down by Yan Shaoshan, the complete "Guigu Heart Method" also needed the "Big Dipper Jue" and the scroll in Zhao Qingmei's hand.
Then the "Jade Emperor Sutra" can be completely assembled.
The leather scroll in Zhao Qingmei's hand is naturally his, and the only thing he needs to get is the "Big Dipper", so the book on the ground will indicate that it is a purple chance.
He never knew why there was a purple opportunity hidden in Willow Villa, but now he suddenly figured it out.
Zhao Qingmei continued to ask: "By the way, brother, where did all the martial arts in your utility room come from?"
It was as if there were endless mysteries in the man in front of her, waiting for her to discover.
An Jing said with a smile: "Those were all forced upon me by others. They are some basic basic ideas. I was too lazy to throw them away, so I put them in the miscellaneous room."
In the past ten years, he has obtained a lot of mental skills, natural resources, and treasures through chance. Otherwise, how could he have reached the first-level realm.
Zhao Qingmei also had a sudden realization in her heart, and then she thought of something and asked: "What's going on with the diary?"
An Jing raised his eyebrows, "Diary? What diary?"
Zhao Qingmei reminded: "It's a diary, a diary that records daily events. I also wrote some."
"It turns out to be that thing."
When An Jing heard this, he burst out laughing: "Who is a serious person who writes a diary? Who would write down his or her inner thoughts in a diary?"
Anjing wouldn't do it anyway.
"Um?"
Zhao Qingmei felt as if she had been struck by lightning, and her originally pink cheeks turned white.
What's the meaning!?
Is it all fake!?
An Jing seemed to have heard something and said, "Did you write a diary? Let me take a look."
"No, I didn't write it."
Zhao Qingmei quickly denied it, her eyes looking like blue waves in autumn water.
An Jing chuckled and said, "Madam, let's be honest with each other. Please hand over the diary to brother to see."
Zhao Qingmei said coquettishly: "Brother, aren't we the same now?"
The moonlight was like water, the lights were dim, and the two people met each other candidly.
An Jing, "Hurry up and hand over the baby?"
Zhao Qingmei's face suddenly turned red, then she stood up and walked to the table.
When An Jing saw this, he was immediately curious. He wanted to see what was written in Zhao Qingmei's diary.
But what Zhao Qingmei took out next made him a little disappointed. What she took out were two jars of wine.
An Jing asked doubtfully: "Madam, what is this?"
"Husband, come here, let's have a good talk."
Saying that, Zhao Qingmei put the wine jar on the table, "How to dominate the world and be proud of the world."
An Jing blinked and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him.
Other wives are gentle and soft-spoken, asking for the stars and the moon, and talking about the troublesome and trivial matters in life.
But his wife is different. She wants to conquer this world as soon as she opens her mouth.
An Jing thought for a moment and said, "Do you know Jiang Shang's cultivation level?"
Now that he had faked his death and escaped, he didn't have to worry about the Zhenyi Sect's revenge for a short time, but Jiang Shang had to guard against it.
No one knows whether Jiang Shang will suddenly come back.
Zhao Qingmei took a sip of wine and said: "I was at the peak of the three qi when I became a disciple, and I should be at the level of the four qi now."
"Four Qi?"
An Jing frowned slightly.
The masters who can reach the master level are not ordinary people. Qi Shu can cross the realm and challenge his opponents before the first level, but when he reaches the master level, he becomes ordinary.
Any master master is a genius. Most of them are geniuses who can transcend realms and defeat others. But when they reach the master realm, those who can challenge across realms are monsters.
Yuan Feng is a second-qi cultivator, but his strength is a little worse than Qi Shu, who is at the peak of the second-qi.
The reason why Qi Shu was calmly killed by An Jing was because An Jing had a huge psychological advantage.
Firstly, Qi Shu did not dare to entangle with Anjing, for fear of the black dragon and Luo Chongyang coming to kill him. Secondly, he had been chased by Anjing for more than 300 miles, so he lost his inner advantage when facing the ghost swordsman.
In addition, An Jing's own practice of the "Anonymous Heart Sutra" also plays a large role.
The true energy is powerful and extremely strong, and the physical body is far beyond that of ordinary Qi masters. These are all advantages that can be seen in the "Nameless Heart Sutra".
Zhao Qingmei continued: "By the way, everyone else who came with you has left, and the Taoist priest Luo Chongyang has not left."
"My cheap uncle, I'll go see him tomorrow."
An Jing smiled, took the wine jar from Zhao Qingmei and took a sip.
If you can revive Xuanmen, with the help of masters like Luo Chongyang and Lou Xiangzhen, you can form a powerful force in an instant.
Zhao Qingmei stared into An Jing's eyes and said, "The two women seemed very sad when they found out that you were dead, and left reluctantly. That look and figure are really lovable."
At the end, Zhao Qingmei's tone was obviously a bit sharper.
An Jing quickly waved his hand and said, "I have nothing to do with them, I'm not familiar with them at all."
Thinking of Su Lian and Su Yue, he couldn't help but have doubts in his heart.
Someone behind these two people wants to see me, who is it?
Zhao Qingmei looked suspicious and said: "I'm not familiar with it at all, but they actually sacrificed their lives to join our demon sect for you? If they were familiar with it, wouldn't they?"
"Familiar? How could it be familiar?"
An Jing quickly interrupted Zhao Qingmei's words and said righteously: "Madam, business is more important. By the way, do you know where Jiang Shang is now?"
Zhao Qingmei let out a long sigh and said, "I don't know where Jiang Shang is either."
An Jing thought for a moment and said, "Leave this Jiang Shang to me."
Zhao Qingmei and Jiang Shang are masters and disciples after all. In any case, Zhao Qingmei's cultivation is all the result of Jiang Shang. He doesn't want Zhao Qingmei to bear the reputation of killing his master.
To deal with Jiang Shang, the master of the four qi, his cultivation must be in the three qi, or even reach the realm of the four qi. The most important thing at the moment is to find ways to improve his cultivation.
An Jing thought for a moment and asked, "Do you have any other plans?"
"have."
Zhao Qingmei nodded and said faintly: "Houjin and Dayan are currently just at odds, and the day when the real war will begin is not far away. When Dayan is engulfed in war, it will be a great opportunity for the Demon Sect to move south."
"Before this, I laid hidden lines in Zhao State and Houjin. They are slowly growing and will be used one day."
Hearing Zhao Qingmei's words, An Jing was a little stunned.
My wife is really ambitious.
In fact, after the Demon Cult was driven out of Dayan Jianghu, the Demon Cult began to try to operate among Hou Jin, Zhao Kingdom, Nanman and desert aliens.
The desert aliens eat hair and drink blood, and their development is very backward. Among them, the tribes even worship the ancient gods, and their ideas are stubborn and old-fashioned. However, the desert aliens are rich in precious things such as gold and jade, and even strange natural materials and earthly treasures can be found in some lands.
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In the past few years, the Demon Cult has been dealing with foreign races, and it has also earned a lot of dissatisfaction from it.
"Actually, the most important trouble right now is the financial backend."
Zhao Qingmei frowned slightly, "Hou Jin wants to fight Dayan. If he fights with all his strength, he will definitely be afraid of Dongluo Pass. Therefore, Hou Jin has always wanted to draw the Demon Cult to deal with Dayan. Jiang Renyi seems to be in conflict with Hou Jin.
A certain agreement was reached, so Hou Jin went out to attack Dayan. Now that I have regained control of the Demon Cult, the previous agreement is naturally invalid. Hou Jin is extremely afraid of this and does not dare to use all his strength to attack Dayan."
"Suoming Mansion, there should be some action next."
An Jing nodded upon hearing this. The location of Dongluo Pass was like a nail nailed between Houjin and Dayan.
As a check and balance between the two forces, it has also become a thorn in each other's side and a thorn in the flesh. The Demon Cult must be careful.
"Husband, these will all become a handful of loess at your feet, fulfilling your and my supreme hegemony."
Zhao Qingmei held the wine jar with both hands. She was so drunk that her face was already covered with red clouds.
When she thought of standing on top of the world with An Jing, her breathing became a little faster. She couldn't wait for this day to come.
An Jing also raised the wine jar with one hand, and the two of them touched it before putting it down.
The two people's eyebrows met, creating new fireworks.
Under the moonlight, the atmosphere was a little more charming.
"I think if it takes a short time, there won't be much trouble."
Zhao Qingmei sat on An Jing's lap and stretched her palms under An Jing. Her eyes were full of excitement, her lips were turning, and she trailed off, "Brother."
An Jing felt the flames surge in his abdomen again, and then turned over and pressed Zhao Qingmei under him.
It's hard to enter the heart of love, and the slender jade fingers are about to open. If you teach me how to move the crystal curtain, I will take the yellow dragon to the end.
In the early morning of the next day, everything was silent. A wisp of light appeared on the eastern horizon, carefully infiltrating the light blue sky. A new day gradually moved over from the distance.
The faint sunlight penetrated the screen window and fell into the house.
"Um!?"
An Jing only felt that his eyes were very dazzling. He slowly opened his eyes and looked around.
"Is Madam awake already?"
The antique house was extremely quiet, and there was a brand new set of clothes, shoes and socks on the table.
An Jing stretched his muscles, stood up, and put on the clothes on the table.
I was extremely tired last night and half a year's savings were wiped out, but now I feel refreshed.
"There are new changes in the Book of the Earth!?"
The Four Symbols of Heaven's Will (Seventh Level), The Incomplete Nameless Heart Sutra (Fifth Level)
Tip 1: The host’s horoscope has taken root.
Tip 2: The black opportunity is approaching.
"Black opportunity!?"
An Jing's brows knitted into a knot. Another black opportunity was approaching. Could it be Jiang Shang!?
Every time a black opportunity appeared, there was a crisis that could threaten his life. For example, the Honghu in Beili Volcano, that time he relied on Luo Chongyang to block the strange beast Honghu.
And Yuan Feng yesterday, if all the black gold thunder pills in his hand hit his body, even if he practiced the "Nameless Heart Sutra" by himself, he would probably be turned into ashes.
And what is the black opportunity this time?
Many doubts and worries suddenly arose in An Jing's heart, but except for Jiang Shang, there seemed to be no danger to his life.
Moreover, his identity as a ghost swordsman and An Jing's identity are already 'dead', so what other black opportunities can he have?
"Utopias are useless, improving one's own strength is the most important thing."
After thinking carefully for a moment, An Jing stood up and walked outside the house.
"Creak!"
The door of the house is opened, and the strong sun is above the head.
Three poles rise in the sun, indicating that it is getting late.
An Jing covered his eyes and said with a smile: "I came here just to live a life of three poles a day?"
He had already agreed with his wife last night that he was going to meet his cheap uncle today.
Thinking of this, An Jing walked out of the yard.
Just then, a figure walked towards me.
That person's appearance was not absolutely beautiful, but she was still considered a symbol of beauty, especially her curvy figure, which was ready to show off. However, at this moment, the woman's eyes were red, and she looked very lackluster.
An Jing blinked, "Tan Yun."
"ghost!?"
Tan Yun's face suddenly turned pale when he saw the person in front of him, and then he rubbed his red and swollen eyes.
When she repeatedly identified the person in front of her, her whole body fell to the ground and choked, "Uncle, I have never forgotten you, but I am really busy these days. I will burn some for you tonight.
Paper money goes."
ps: I will sort out the outline at night, code a chapter if I have time, and recommend a book for everyone to read.