An Jing just looked at the crazy grand master in front of him, silently.
A person who is trapped in a closed space, with no passage of time, no sunlight, no water, no food, and can only rely on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to survive, is tortured inside. On the surface, he looks like a living person, but on the inside he has long since changed.
Became a terrible monster.
Nan Weiping roared: "The hatred in my heart can never be exhausted."
An Jing said slowly: "Although I don't know who trapped you here, but nearly a thousand years have passed in the outside world, and that person has long since turned into a handful of dust."
Hearing this, Nan Weiping's expression suddenly solidified, and her blood-red eyes had a hint of coldness, "Yes, he is dead, but he made me endure the pain of these endless years of loneliness, so I want to destroy him."
This demonic sect has destroyed any trace he left in this world."
An Jing frowned and said coldly: "So, it was you who manipulated my wife's body with that demon?"
Nan Weiping sneered and said: "The "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Book" is the most advanced mental method and martial arts in the world. Its core essence is the mental method that regards all things as fluctuations. Mountains and rivers, every plant and tree are all different.
It is a fluctuation, the internal force is a kind of fluctuation, and the true energy in the master's body is the combination of human and spirit, so it is a higher level of subtle fluctuations. The evil energy derived from this demon species is the fluctuation of life and death in the transcendent universe, so it can make people
What you can’t do is cultivate to the highest level and even have the chance to break through the void.”
"And if you want to reach this level, you must condense the demon seed. Your wife will also condense the demon seed sooner or later. I just used a little thought in the demon seed when I was helping her, and gave her a gift by the way.
Great fortune."
The martial arts mental methods that surpass Tianwu are half-immortal methods, all of which have supreme magical effects. The "Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire" has been cultivated to the highest level, and even has the method of cutting through the void.
This is indeed recorded in the "Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire".
An Jing said expressionlessly: "Then what great fortune are you talking about?"
"The demon seed in Zhao Qingmei's body is derived from my own demon seed."
Nan Weiping said coldly: "As long as she dies, her lifelong cultivation will be fed back by the demon species, which will even allow her to reach the realm of a great master without any effort."
"For her, isn't this a great blessing?"
An Jing looked at Nan Weiping and narrowed his eyes slightly, "I'm afraid it's not that simple, right?"
The demon species feeds back and directly reaches the realm of the Grand Master.
He didn't believe that Nan Weiping would be so kind as to directly pass on her lifelong cultivation to Zhao Qingmei.
There was a hint of weirdness in the corner of Nan Weiping's mouth, and she said: "Borrowing the body and resurrecting the soul is a method in the Taoist Jade Emperor Sutra. I don't know how to do it, so you don't have to worry."
An Jing pondered for a moment and said: "She may not be able to bear the demonic energy coming back to her. The inner demons will emerge and she will reach the realm of true demonic possession. This is your real goal, right?"
Nan Weiping was shocked when she heard that, and stared at An Jing, "How do you know the inner demon? Have you also practiced the "Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire"?"
Only those who have practiced the "Nine Nether Purgatory Grimoire" know about inner demons, and only those who have cultivated to the ninth level can peep into its mysteries. How could the young man in front of me know about inner demons?
Naturally, Nan Weiping didn't know that as early as An Jing's "Anonymous Heart Sutra", when it integrated the three teachings of mind, it had deduced the "Nine Nether Purgatory Magic Book" and "Great Sun Tathagata Zen Sutra" to the highest level.
, so he knows all the secrets of these two mental methods, including the secrets of the inner demon.
An Jing ignored Nan Weiping and continued: "The inner demons need to be lured by blood, and they will definitely kill everyone. Whether they are killing people from the Demon Sect or people from the Jianghu, it will bring endless troubles to the Demon Sect and make the Demon Sect
The religion fell apart and disappeared into ashes."
Nan Weiping didn't speak anymore, there was a hint of coldness in her eyes.
All her thoughts were seen through by the young man in front of her.
In other words, she has very few means at her disposal, and she has become a known card by now.
An Jing looked at the old woman in front of him and said, "My wife has promised to release you, why do you still do this? Do you really not want to see this world anymore?"
"promise!?"
Nan Weiping laughed loudly, with a hint of evil in her scarlet eyes, "What's the use of a promise? I have been here for more than three hundred years, and my heart has long been a piece of stone. I will never trust anyone in this world again. I just want to destroy myself."
He broke into this demonic sect and destroyed what he cherished so much."
"Besides, this Nine Heavens Black Iron is the hardest iron in the world. Zhao Qingmei can cut it if he says it can be cut? Look carefully. Are there any marks from your sword on it?"
Nan Weiping stretched out her hands, and the iron chain suddenly made a clanging sound.
I saw that the Suppressing Evil Sword just struck the place above the Nine Heavens Black Iron, leaving not even a single mark.
You must know that An Jing had already used 80 to 90% of his strength in that sword strike, and he was still holding the Suppressing Evil Sword. Under such circumstances, not even a single mark was left, which shows how hard the Nine Heavens Black Iron is.
Seeing An Jing's silence, Nan Weiping said coldly: "I might as well tell you, there are only two ways to crack my demon seed. The first is to erase the mark of the demon seed myself. The second is to erase the mark of the demon seed myself."
It means shattering the demonic seed in Zhao Qingmei's body, but once the demonic seed is shattered, all her meridians will be shattered, and her cultivation will also dissipate. I think with Zhao Qingmei's temperament, it is absolutely impossible for her to be willing to shatter the demonic seed.
"
An Jing nodded slightly, "So I have to find a way to rescue you before you consider taking out the demon seed mark?"
"That's right."
Nan Weiping said with a smile: "You have no choice, or you can wait. When I die, Zhao Qingmei will completely inherit this half-immortal cultivation level."
"Yeah?"
An Jing smiled coldly, turned around and walked out of the cave.
Nan Weiping looked at An Jing's back and said: "If you want to break through the Nine Heavens Black Iron, at least the incomplete swords in your hands must be gathered together. The sword power reaches the sixth level. There is no chance. By the way, I don't have any."
How long have you been alive?"
An Jing walked forward, his face as calm as water.
"I choose the third method."
With that said, he disappeared into the cave.
"The third type?"
Nan Weiping's scarlet eyes were filled with a hint of amusement.
Beihuang Road, outside Tianmen Pass.
Ever since Chen Shi, the leader of the Golden Eagle Banner, broke through Tianmen Pass, the area outside Tianmen Pass has been tightly guarded by the army of the Later Jin Dynasty. A steady stream of troops from the Later Jin Dynasty were gathering, and there was a faint tendency to devour the great swallows from Tianmen Pass.
In the dense forest in the distance, there are many shadows of people.
A man wearing unusually large armor looked at Tianmen Pass in the distance, with a cold light between his brows, and whispered:
"Is the investigation clear?"
This man was none other than Qiulun, the son of Pingyang Marquis, and behind him were densely packed Pingyang guards.
If Chen Shi from Golden Eagle Flag and Bai Ying from Black Feather Flag saw it, they would definitely be shocked.
Because according to the intelligence they received, the army led by Marquis Pingyang is still guarding Yujing City, without any trace of mobilization.
How could he appear on the Northern Wilderness Road unknowingly?
A general next to him whispered: "Go back to Mr. Marquis, there are 30,000 people guarding the pass, all of them are elite soldiers of the Black Feather Banner."
"Elite, we are killing the elite."
Qiu Lun's eyes were filled with murderous intent.
As long as Tianmen Pass is recovered, the Golden Eagle Banner and Black Feather Banner in the Northern Wilderness Road will be completely locked up in Dayan territory. When the time comes, superior forces can be gathered to completely annihilate them.
But there are two key points in this premise. One is to cut through the mess quickly, and the other is that you must capture Tianmen Pass and hold on to Hou Jin's follow-up reinforcements.
This big net has been cast, and now it’s time to close it completely.
Qiu Lun clenched the long sword in his hand and ordered in a low voice: "At the third watch, masters from all over the world will create chaos in the pass. At that time, I will lead the army to attack the pass at night and take Tianmen Pass directly in one go. You will lead the rest
There are 20,000 troops ambushing them on the path of their retreat. Kill them all and do not surrender them."
"If you dare to go south to herd horses, break their horses' legs."
When the general next to him heard this, his heart was filled with enthusiasm, "Yes."
At the end of the day, Hou Jin committed crimes, including burning, killing and looting, and caused a bloody storm in Dayan City. As long as a city was captured, it would be sealed off three days later. Basically every city was looted, and countless people were killed and injured.
A large number of women were taken to the Houjin camp and used as military prostitutes for fun, and were eventually ravaged to death.
In just half a month, hundreds of thousands of people in Dayan were killed and injured. Such crimes, which are too numerous to describe, have already planted huge seeds of hatred in the hearts of the people of Dayan.
The barbarians on the grassland are fierce and savage, just like evil tigers.
Qiu Lun looked at the natural chasm and pass in front of him, and secretly thought in his heart, "The post-Jin barbarians have developed so rapidly in the past twenty years. It is really unbelievable."
"In this battle, they will be beaten and injured so that they will feel chilled just by mentioning the word 'going south'."
Beiyuan, Tianshui City.
Beiyuan is the territory of Hou Jin, while Tianshui City is the border city between Hou Jin and Dayan, and Dongluo Pass.
Due to development in recent years, this place is very prosperous and lush, almost no worse than Dongluoguan.
Coupled with the blending of customs from various places, this city is full of unique charm.
There is a vast and majestic square platform in Tianshui City. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is constantly spurting out from the square platform, and finally it continues to gather and swirl towards the center.
There is an old man sitting cross-legged in the center of the square platform. The aura around the old man's body is faint, as if he is one with the square platform.
Qiu Fengsheng, the master of Suoming Mansion.
At this moment, several figures came from a distance.
The leader is a woman, who is relatively beautiful, dressed in gold and royal clothes, but has a different kind of heroic spirit all over her body.
"The Eighth Princess."
Qiu Fengsheng saw the person coming and slowly opened his eyes.
The visitor is Zong Zhengyue, the eighth princess of Houjin.
Zong Zhengyue chuckled lightly, "Master Qiu, the waves of true energy are as strong as cast iron. You really have a profound cultivation level."
"The princess is joking."
Qiu Fengsheng said lightly, and the next moment he appeared next to Zong Zhengyue, "How can I compare with a real master with my poor skills?"
Zong Zhengyue waved her hand, "The cultivation level of the Three Qi Grandmasters is very few in the world. Why should Master Qiu be so humble?"
The three-qi master is already the best master in the world.
In the entire Hou Jin Dynasty, even if you include the old bastards who have lived in seclusion for many years, there are no more than ten people who can surpass Qiu Fengsheng.
Moreover, some of these people are not interested in pursuing gold, and some are unwilling to step out and take part in the general trend of the world. Therefore, having a three-qi master sitting in charge of Suoming Mansion also costs a lot to support gold.
Tang Taiyuan of Dayan Xuanyi Guard was only a second-qi master.
Qiu Fengsheng cupped his hands and said, "I wonder what the princess is here for today?"
"It's still about the Demon Cult."
Zong Zhengyue took a deep breath and said solemnly: "My father is very disappointed with the demon sect this time. He doesn't want another nail stuck in front of him when he goes south. He hopes it can be resolved as soon as possible."
The Demon Sect has a special location, bordering both Houjin and Dayan. If these two countries go to war with all their strength, the Demon Sect will have the opportunity to make a surprise attack and attack Huanglong.
If the Jin Dynasty goes all out to fight against the Demon Cult, it will not only suffer heavy losses, but also benefit the fishermen of the Yan Kingdom.
At first, Hou Jin wanted to win over the demon sect, so he sent Chen Kang (Chapter 133), the son of the leader of the Golden Eagle Banner, to negotiate, but in the end he died in Dongluo Pass.
They were filled with jealousy, but they did not dare to launch an attack on Dongluo Pass rashly.
It wasn't until Jiang Renyi became the leader that things turned around.
The main reason why Hou Jin sent troops to attack Yan State this time was because he secretly signed an agreement with Jiang Renyi. After this agreement was signed, the Demon Cult would not only not pose a threat to Hou Jin, but would even provide
help.
But now that the demon sect has changed dynasties, all the covenants made by Jiang Renyi are void.
I originally thought that the Ghost Swordsman's attack on the Demon Cult would make this matter develop in a good direction.
Suoming Mansion also planned Yuan Feng's rebellion, and Qiu Fengsheng also personally went to Dongluo Pass. Who would have thought that the Ghost Swordsman suddenly rebelled, which made Hou Jin's plan fail again.
Today's demon sect has become a heartache in Hou Jin's eyes.
Zong Zhengyue continued: "This princess comes here because she wants to ask Lord Qiu to take action. Even if she cannot take this demonic sect for her own use, she still wants to prevent this demonic sect from leaving Dongluo Pass and achieve the goal of knocking down mountains and shaking tigers.
Purpose."
Qiu Fengsheng thought for a while and said: "According to the intelligence, Jiang Shang is not in the Demon Sect, and there are very few masters in the Demon Sealing Platform. This is indeed a big opportunity right now."
"If the princess wants to deal with the Demonic Cult, I suggest that we put pressure on the Demonic Cult in all aspects. After all, the Demonic Cult is only a small place, and it should be very easy to impose sanctions. The masters of the Life-King Mansion will also take action secretly, and some
Under this series of blows, the demon sect will definitely be severely damaged, and it will have no choice but to huddle in Dongluo Pass."
A glint appeared in Zong Zhengyue's eyes and she said: "Okay."
The night is like water, with the waning moon hanging high.
The desert night is extremely cold, like a knife being scraped against the body.
After An Jing came out of the Demon Sealing Well, he headed towards Dongluo Pass. It was already evening when he returned to Dongluo Pass.
"Creak——!"
He opened the door and walked in. Under the dim light, Zhao Qingmei was sitting at the table, holding a book in his hand.
When she saw An Jing walking in, she quickly put down the book in her hand and subconsciously hid it with the "Collection of Poems" next to her.
An Jing glanced at the book strangely, and then said: "Madam, I'm back."
Zhao Qingmei stood up, blocked the table and said, "How is the situation?"
An Jing was silent for a long time and said, "It was Nan Weiping who did some tricks."
When Zhao Qingmei heard this, a cold light appeared in her beautiful eyebrows, "Is it her?"
When An Jing went to the Demon Sealing Well, she also guessed that this might be Nan Weiping's doing.
An Jing held Zhao Qingmei's shoulders and said, "Sit down first, and I'll take a look at the demon seed in your body first."
Zhao Qingmei nodded and sat down slowly.
An Jing stretched out his palm and gently touched her abdomen, and the true energy flowed into her Dantian along the palm of his hand.
"Brother, it's so itchy"
Zhao Qingmei's face turned slightly red, with a hint of water in her eyes, and she said coquettishly.
"Don't think wildly."
An Jing tapped Zhao Qingmei's forehead and said seriously: "Do you know that the matter is very serious?"
Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing who was concentrating on him, and somehow she didn't feel so anxious or panicked inside, but felt very at ease.
The true energy poured into Zhao Qingmei's body, and then headed towards her Dantian. The next moment, the demon species in the Dantian was like an evil tiger, directly swallowing all of An Jing's true energy.
"This demon is quite powerful."
An Jing raised his brows. The "Nameless Heart Sutra" he practiced was a mental method that combined the three religions into one. The infuriating energy derived from it was also powerful and domineering, but it was absorbed by the demon species before he even got close.
If you want to explore the origin of the demonic species, it seems that your current level is not enough.
Zhao Qingmei looked at An Jing and frowned, and couldn't help but ask: "Then what did Nan Weiping say?"
An Jing did not hide it, but said directly: "The demon seed you condensed is marked by her. If she dies, she will become a demon. If you want to solve it, there are only two ways. Nan Weiping can wipe it out personally."
Except for this mark."
Zhao Qingmei also guessed that Nan Weiping was being mean, "She doesn't trust me and wants me to rescue her. What about the second one?"
An Jing took a deep breath and said: "The second one is that you crush the demon species, but your meridians will also be damaged."
Zhao Qingmei's heart sank, and she whispered: "If you shatter the demon seed, wouldn't that mean your entire cultivation level is gone?"
She has cultivated a profound knowledge and has reached the peak of a Qi master. In time, she will definitely reach the realm of a great master. Now, how can she accept it when everything has disappeared into nothingness?
Now the demon sect regards her as the leader of the demon sect. If she had no cultivation, would it still be like this?
An Jing touched Zhao Qingmei's cheek and said, "Don't worry, there will always be a way."
Now the realm of "The Nameless Heart Sutra" is only at the fifth level. When the practice of "The Nameless Heart Sutra" reaches the seventh or eighth level, maybe you can absorb the mark on the demon seed.
"Yes, then Nan Weiping doesn't have a few years to live, so there is no rush."
Hearing An Jing's words, Zhao Qingmei felt relieved and said with a smile: "There are a lot of matters to be dealt with in the Demon Sect. You will come with me in a few days, and you can also get acquainted with the masters in the sect. If you are here,
I can also feel more at ease."
An Jing was silent for a long time after hearing this.
Zhao Qingmei noticed that An Jing was silent and couldn't help but follow his gaze and asked, "Why don't you speak?"
I could only see his eyes staring at the book on the table. On the book were engraved three large characters "Diary", which was what Zhao Qingmei had covered up just now.
"You must have written this."
An Jing said, reaching out to pick up the book.
He was also very curious about this secretive "Diary".
"don't want!"
With quick eyes and quick hands, Zhao Qingmei grabbed the "Diary" and took a few steps back. Then her little face turned red, as if she was about to bleed.
This diary contains her inner thoughts and is full of disgusting words. If An Jing saw it, wouldn't he think she was 'not serious'?
"Madam, what if you show it to my husband?"
An Jing jumped up and was at Zhao Qingmei's side in an instant.
"no."
Zhao Qingmei quickly dodged and even used the master's secret technique to shrink to an inch.
"Where do you want to run from?"
An Jing's figure flashed and he quickly chased after him.
The room was not big, and Zhao Qingmei was soon grabbed by An Jing's arm, and then pulled into his arms, but she held tightly to the "Diary" in her arms.
"show me."
"If you don't give it, you won't give it even if you kill me."
"Am I your good brother now?"
"Not any more."
Zhao Qingmei's face turned red, and no matter what An Jing said, she would not hand over the "Diary" in her hand.
An evil smile appeared on An Jing's lips, "Then don't blame me for being rude."
As he spoke, his palms began to climb upward.
"Uh-huh."
Zhao Qingmei felt hot all over her body and her chest was rising and falling slightly, but she never let go of the Diary.
"Since you can't read "Diary", let's read something else."
Feeling the warmth in his arms, An Jing directly carried Zhao Qingmei to the bed.
"I won't show it to you either. Just look at it."
Zhao Qingmei's face glowed with spring, and her whole body felt weak.
"Crash!"
The "Diary" fell to the ground, making the sound of turning pages one after another.
Three days later, Dongluo Pass, Fengyun Hall.
After the collapse of Dongluo Tower, Fengyun Hall became a place for masters of the Demon Cult to discuss important matters.
At this time, the demon sect masters in the hall gathered together. The Tianzong leaders Duanmu Xinghua and Yu Qiurong, the leader of the Blue Dragon Seat Lin Tianhai, the leader of the White Tiger Seat Yi Daoyun, the leader of the Suzaku Seat Mu Xiaoyun and others were all present.
But at this time, everyone present was frowning.
Duanmu Xinghua asked in a low voice: "Master Mu, are you telling the truth?"
Mu Xiaoyun nodded and said solemnly: "Yes, the caravans from Dongluo Pass are now prohibited from going to Houjin."
Just yesterday, all caravans entering and exiting from Dongluo Pass were prohibited from going to Houjin.
You must know why Dongluo Pass has developed so fast. It is because of the caravans coming and going. Now that Dongluo Pass caravans are prohibited from entering Houjin, it has undoubtedly broken the two legs of the Demon Sect.
This is undoubtedly a huge blow to the Demonic Cult.
Mu Xiaoyun pondered for a long time and continued: "And I heard that someone in Houjin is contacting the foreign races north of the desert."
Lin Tianhai's face became a little ugly, "Does Hou Jin want to draw out the firepower?"
The alien races north of the desert are a top priority for the Demon Sect.
"Houjin."
Duanmu Xinghua's eyes showed a hint of coldness.
The Devil's Cult has an army of 70,000 and countless followers within the sect. If its financial resources are cut off, the Devil's Cult itself will collapse without the help of others.
Hou Jin's move has made it clear that he wants to fight against the Demon Sect.
At this moment, a figure walked out of the lobby.
The man was dressed in blue clothes, his eyes were like water, and he was as beautiful as a picture, just like the mist and rain on the autumn mountains and the rippling waves of the two lakes. He was so beautiful that people dared not even look at each other.
"Leader!"
Seeing that man, many experts present knelt down and worshiped.
The person who came was none other than Zhao Qingmei, the leader of the Demon Cult.
Zhao Qingmei waved her hand and said: "No need to be polite, you are all here today, and I just have something important to tell you."
After hearing this, everyone looked at Zhao Qingmei with a hint of curiosity in their hearts.
What big thing is the big thing that the leader is talking about?
Zhao Qingmei clapped her hands, and then a young man walked out from behind her.
"Uncle!?"
Tan Yun was stunned when he saw the person appearing.
The young man who appeared was none other than An Jing.
Shui Yue also had a look of astonishment on her face, her eyes filled with disbelief, "Huh!? What about the little doctor?"
Others don't know the little doctor, but Shuiyue knows clearly. Isn't he dead?
But when Yu Qiurong saw An Jing, she frowned and there was some evil in her eyes.
The rest of the people present were the curious An Jing, who did not notice any aura fluctuations on his body. If he was seventy or eighty years old, everyone might guess that he was a top master, but it was somewhat impossible for him to be so young.
Who is he?
Zhao Qingmei chuckled lightly and said, "This is my husband."
An Jing hugged everyone and said with a smile, "You're polite."
He recognized a few people here, such as Mu Xiaoyun, Shui Yue, Lin Tianhai and others, but they obviously did not recognize him.
The entire Fengyun Hall fell silent, and the demon sect masters present looked at each other, as if their ears had heard wrongly.