Chapter 241 The mysterious swordsman under the moonlight
An Jing raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, "The Human Emperor wants to see me in person?"
The Emperor of Yan broke through the shackles of seclusion and was seriously injured. This matter can be said to be a storm in the city. Many forces are secretly speculating whether this rumor is true or false. After all, the Yan State is a huge country, and it must have the holy medicine for healing, and it also has trump cards.
No one knows whether this is a maze created by the emperor of Yan State. If it is true, there are no other big conspiracies.
Both Hou Jin and Zhao had not taken action for a long time because they were quite afraid of falling into the Yan Emperor's scheme. As for the last battle on Beihuang Road, it was only Hou Jin's first trial.
The Imperial Palace of the State of Yan was also heavily guarded. The spies seeking information from all sides, whether they were eunuchs placed in the palace or skilled martial arts masters, failed to obtain the information. Instead, they suffered heavy losses.
It is extremely difficult to place a young eunuch in the Imperial Palace of Yan Kingdom, but recently these eunuchs who have worked hard to place them have all been caught.
As for masters who are good at movement and concealment, they have no contact with them after entering the palace.
This situation made all forces in the world even more frightened and uncertain, and they did not dare to act rashly.
But now the Human Emperor of Yan State wanted to summon An Jing in person. It could be said that he was the first person the Human Emperor summoned after retreating into seclusion.
After thinking about it carefully, An Jing guessed the reason. The Human Emperor suddenly summoned him probably because of this national religion order.
Yu Qiurong and Qian Cishan on the side were also shocked. What signal did the Emperor send by summoning them?
Xu Qianyue said calmly: "That's right."
An Jing took a deep breath and asked, "When?"
Xu Qianyue said: "In ten days, His Majesty will summon you in the imperial study."
An Jing nodded and said, "Okay, I understand."
"Then Xu will take his leave."
Xu Qianyue cupped her hands and walked towards the outside of the house. Halfway there, he paused, and a complex and subtle emotion could not help but arise in his heart. He said slowly: "Xu doesn't want to fight with Your Majesty's sword, but at the same time, in his heart
I am also eager to learn a bit about your swordsmanship."
With that said, Xu Qianyue walked straight out of the house.
After Yu Qiurong saw Xu Qianyue completely leaving, she asked: "Uncle, is there any danger?"
An Jing chuckled and said: "If the Emperor of Yan really wants to take action, do you think we are safe here?"
No matter how you say it, the Yan State is a big country today and the top one in the world, especially since this place is the capital of the Yan State. There must be many masters in the palace, not to mention Xu Qianyue and the already known white-browed eunuch.
Master.
Xu Qianyue's strength is very strong, but it is definitely not stronger than the Supreme Vajra. The white-browed eunuch is definitely stronger than the Supreme Vajra. As for whether there are other masters in the royal family, An Jing doesn't know.
After all, the Demon Sect has the Demon Sealing Platform, and the True Sect has the Hidden Mountain. So if there are any hidden masters in the royal family, I am afraid not many people except the royal family know about it.
Yu Qiurong nodded and felt slightly relieved.
Qian Cishan on the side raised his eyebrows and said: "I don't think it's a good thing that the Human Emperor summoned me."
An Jing glanced out the window in the direction of the palace, "The Human Emperor must have summoned me because of this national religious decree. In this case, I will be acquainted with the Human Emperor."
An Jing was also very curious about this martial arts emperor who was a man of great talent and strategy, but was the one who pushed him to the throne.
Afterwards, several people chatted for a while, Qian Cishan stood up and left with fists in his hands.
Yu Qiurong also felt a little tired, "Uncle, then I will go back and rest."
"You rest, I'll go for a walk."
An Jing nodded slightly and walked towards the door.
I came to Yujing City twice, but I never took a good walk around it. After all, it is the capital of the Yan Kingdom and the most prosperous city in the world today.
Yu Qiurong, who originally planned to go back to rest, heard this, took three steps at a time and followed her, saying: "Then I'll go with you."
An Jing asked doubtfully: "Why, there is no shortage now?"
Yu Qiurong's face turned slightly red, and she said unnaturally: "There is no lack of suddenness."
An Jing chuckled lightly and walked out of the inn.
At this time, the night was getting darker, but Yujing City was still lively, even noisier than during the day. Small merchants and hawkers were hawking on both sides, and bursts of cheers and noises could be heard from the teahouses and restaurants.
Fortunately, An Jing had changed into black clothes at this moment, otherwise he might have really needed to use Qi Condensation Technique to prevent others from recognizing him.
An Jing stood in the midst of the bustling streets, looking at the bustling scene in front of him. Baptized by countless years, this ancient and vicissitudes of the street has played out countless joys and sorrows.
I thought of Yuzhou City, the hazy mist and rain, the meals I could eat every day when I returned home, the silly girl, the lazy little black dog, and the most important thing was that it was always
The person who is holding a lamp and waiting for his return.
An Jing looked at the busy people coming and going, as if asking Yu Qiurong or asking himself: "Tell me, what are people pursuing in life?"
Yu Qiurong did not answer An Jing's words, but just asked: "Uncle, what are you thinking about?"
An Jing smiled and said, "I'm thinking about Yuzhou City back then."
"That year in Yuzhou City?"
Yu Qiurong seemed to understand a little, but at the same time she didn't understand, "If I have to think of one place, it must be Dongluoguan."
Everyone has different experiences and feelings, which is why countless different people are created. Some people are naturally compatible, while others are not naturally compatible.
Obviously An Jing and Yu Qiurong are the latter. Although it is a very common thing, the two of them never get the same sympathy.
At this time, an old man came over carrying a candy shelf and said with a smile: "Does this young man want to buy candied haws? There is only the last bunch left."
An Jing looked at the weather-beaten old man and said, "Then buy it."
The old man immediately handed over a candied haws with a smile on his face and said: "A bunch of candied haws is worth seven cents, and the last one is worth five cents."
Yu Qiurong took out a couple of pieces of silver from her purse and said, "Take them all."
The old man's eyes lit up, and he quickly said: "This is impossible, seven cents for a bunch of candied haws is enough."
Yu Qiurong said calmly: "No need, I'm just asking for trouble."
The old man hesitated for a while and said: "No, no, I still have to give you the money."
With that said, the old man took out the money and carefully counted it before handing it to Yu Qiurong.
Yu Qiurong shook her head and laughed, then took the money.
"Old man!"
Just then, an old woman came tremblingly from a distance.
When the old man saw the old woman, he quickly stepped forward and said, "Why are you here? Go back and lie down to rest. Don't you know what kind of body you have?"
The old woman said: "I see it's getting dark and you haven't come back yet, so I'm a little worried."
The old man said angrily: "Look, they are all sold. You can make more tomorrow."
The old woman was also dissatisfied and complained: "What's the point of making so many? It's your luck to be able to sell it today. It's already dark and you're not in a hurry to go home."
When the old man heard this, he quickly apologized and said with a smile: "Who said I'm not in a hurry? I'm so anxious that my hair turns white."
"You know how arrogant you are, but you haven't changed your mind after how many years?"
An Jing watched the two people supporting each other and walking towards the distance, and secretly sighed in his heart: I wanted to be alone, but I couldn't help but failed.
Yu Qiurong also looked at the back, and for some reason, a trace of envy and emptiness suddenly arose in her heart.
It feels like this kind of life is too far away from her. If it really happens one day, then it must be a dream.
After a long time, An Jing asked: "Do you want to eat this candied haws on a stick?"
Yu Qiurong shook her head and said, "No, I don't like eating this."
"It's a pity that Tan Yun is not here, otherwise she might even eat the stick."
An Jing put away the candied haws in his hand and said, "I can only take it back to Qian Cishan to eat."
Yu Qiurong couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile: "Tan Yun is not as greedy as you said. If she knew that you missed her so much, she would be furious."
An Jing smiled and said, "If I say Tan Yun has small breasts, will she be angry?"
Yu Qiurong's face turned red and she said, "No way."
"Then why?"
"She is not young, why is she angry?"
"Yes, because she is really greedy."
"Uncle, you are really evil."
With that said, the two of them walked towards the direction of the inn.
At this moment, a beautiful woman appeared in front of him.
The man was wearing a lavender embroidered Luo shirt and a pearl white crepe skirt. A pair of pear dimples appeared on his fair and tender cheeks. He applied a light rouge to make his cheeks look like a newly bloomed viburnum. , a pair of moving eyebrows are like crescent moons, and eyes that are eager to shine, with clear black and white, rippling with an intoxicating charm.
Behind this beautiful woman was an old woman.
This is not the first time that Anjing has met this woman. It was the first time in the jade shop in Ping County, the second time in the ruined temple in Xuwang Mountain, the third time in Longquan Temple, and the fourth time in Tianwumen yesterday not counting today. times.
That woman is none other than Princess Anle, Zhao Xuening.
"The common people Anjing pays homage to the princess."
An Jing cupped his fists and said, "I didn't expect to meet the princess here by such a coincidence."
Princess Anle's face was slightly flushed and she said, "Unfortunately, I came here specifically to find An to worship."
An Jing was a little confused, "Are you looking for me?"
Yu Qiurong raised her eyebrows and immediately began to look at Zhao Xuening in front of her with vigilance.
Zhao Qingmei made herself An Jing's personal maid, how could Yu Qiurong not understand her thoughts, which was to watch this uncle who could "play with women".
Although it seems that he is not such a person, it does not prevent the bees and butterflies from swarming towards him.
Especially the beautiful woman in front of me, and she is also the princess of the Yan Kingdom. If she really came to her, who would look at it and not be confused?
Princess Anle bowed slightly and said, "An Zongfeng saved my life back then, but he never had the chance to formally express his gratitude."
An Jing smiled and said, "Didn't Princess Anle already say thank you in Longquan Temple?"
"How can I just say thank you for saving my life?"
Princess Anle smiled sweetly and said with glaring eyes: "I wonder if An Zongfeng has time recently? I want to prepare a small banquet and thank you personally."
Those eyes were bright and hot. If the woman An Jing met before was very tactful, then these eyes said everything straightforwardly.
I'm even close to saying it, this princess seems to like you.
Yu Qiurong narrowed her eyes. Doesn't this princess know An Jing's identity?
An Jing said calmly: "After the battle yesterday, An felt a little unwell and may need to recover for a few days."
Princess Anle showed a trace of concern in her eyes and asked: "Is An Zongfang seriously injured?"
An Jing smiled and said: "Fortunately, I will be fine after a few days of cultivation."
"That's good."
Princess Anle breathed a sigh of relief. Then she saw the candied haws in An Jing's hand, and a hint of slyness appeared in her eyes. "I like this folk snack very much. I originally wanted to buy the last bunch, but I didn't expect that An Jing got there first."
An Jing didn't think much and said, "Since the princess likes it, just take it."
Just when An Jing was about to hand over the candied haws in his hand, Yu Qiurong whispered: "Uncle, Qiu Rong suddenly also wants to eat this bunch of candied haws."
An Jing's hand froze.
Princess Anle glared at Yu Qiurong, didn't you just say you wouldn't eat it?
An Jing sent a message: "Qiu Rong, if you want to eat tomorrow, you can buy ten or hundreds of skewers. There is no need to waste time with her."
"I suddenly want to eat."
Yu Qiurong seemed to have suddenly changed. She was no longer as considerate, gentle and considerate as before, looking longingly at the bunch of candied haws.
Princess Anle also stood aside, looking at An Jing eagerly.
Jade Capital City, inside the imperial palace.
The lights in the main hall were bright. Zuo Linglong was sitting on the sofa, holding a wine cup in his hand and asked: "Brother, have you seen that Confucian scholar?"
Zuo Biwen nodded and said: "I see, the Confucian's appearance is not outstanding, but his speech and behavior are good. And judging from his articles, he is indeed a great talent, but"
Speaking of this, Zuo Biwen paused.
Zuo Linglong said: "It's nothing, brother, I just said it doesn't matter."
Zuo Biwen pondered for a long time and said: "Zhou Xianming seems to have a sworn relationship with An Jing, and he has often been obsessed with an oiran in the painting boat, so he is not willing to this marriage."
Who is An Jing? He is the Great Sword Immortal worshiped by the Demon Sect and defeated the Supreme Vajra.
Zuo Linglong smiled and said: "Just a courtesan? Is she as beautiful as Xu Ning? I don't believe that the Confucian scholar will not be moved after seeing Xu Ning."
Zuo Biwen was silent for a while after hearing this.
Everyone has the mind to weigh the pros and cons. One is an oiran and the other is a princess. As for how to choose, 99% of people know what to choose.
This is human nature. There are always some noble and vulgar people who brag about themselves, but when they are really asked to make a choice, these noble and vulgar people will also choose the most advantageous thing.
Because it is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
Zuo Biwen couldn't say he was very satisfied with the Confucian scholar. Although his talent and learning were indeed great, Zuo Biwen was from the world, so he naturally appreciated the young talents in the world more. There were only a handful of scholars in the world who could impress him.
But behind this Zhou Xianming is the giant Lu Men, and this is the most important thing.
Zuo Biwen thought of something, "Xiao Ning didn't seem to be very willing when she came to Youfeng Valley last time."
"I doted on her too much before."
Zuo Linglong said calmly: "Brother, remember that more than twenty years ago, I was unwilling to enter the palace in every possible way, and even threatened to die. In the end, I entered the palace and became the queen of a country."
Zuo Biwen sighed in his heart. At first, Zuo Linglong liked Li Fuzhou of the Lu family. However, Li Fuzhou had an engagement with Liu Huiyun of the Liu family. It would be fine for an ordinary woman to be a nanny. The legitimate daughter of the head of the Zuo family was a nanny for Li Fuzhou.
This simply brings disgrace to the Zuo family.
Moreover, at that time, the Human Emperor took a fancy to Zuo Linglong and directly issued an imperial edict to the Zuo family.
Zuo Linglong was extremely reluctant at the time, but in the end she could only enter the palace with tears in her eyes.
In fact, Zuo Biwen didn't want Zuo Linglong to enter the palace at first. After all, he also knew that the palace was cruel, not to mention that the chances of the brothers and sisters meeting each other would be very rare in the future.
There are some things that he cannot decide, even today.
Zhao Xuening should marry Lu Guoyong, a student, which must be the intention of the Emperor, and his purpose is to completely divide Lu Men.
"Why."
Zuo Biwen sighed and said: "It doesn't matter if you marry a Confucian scholar, it is much better than this palace compound. Just don't worry, my sister. Let Mengtai and I take care of Xuening's affairs."
A smile appeared on Zuo Linglong's face, "This place is quite good. We have no worries about food and clothing, and we are aloof. When others see it, why don't they respectfully call me Queen?"
"Brother, you don't have to worry about me. If you have nothing else to do, just go back."
Zuo Biwen glanced at his sister. When he was young, Zuo Linglong would talk to him about everything. Even when he liked Li Fuzhou, she would ask for his advice and opinions and let him make suggestions.
Now Zuo Linglong had unknowingly put on a mask, pretending to be strong even in front of him.
Maybe it was just a pretense at first, but later it became real.
The little girl who used to follow him will never come back.
"Thousands of lights behind you, there is always one that goes home."
Zuo Biwen stood up, cupped his hands and slowly exited the hall.
The main hall, which was originally quite lively, became deserted again.
"Thousands of lights behind you, there is always one where you need to go."
Zuo Linglong muttered to herself, but her heart felt slightly warm.
The next day, the sky was clear and clear.
An Jing opened the door as usual, looked at the scorching sun in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's still comfortable in Dongluoguan, and I can live a life with the sun shining brightly."
At this time, Yu Qiurong, dressed in white, came out. She happened to hear An Jing's words and asked curiously with her beautiful eyes: "If I'm tired, I can sleep until midnight. There's nothing else to do anyway."
An Jing shook his head and was about to speak when Qian Cishan hurried over and said, "An Zongfeng, the second prince's retainers are here. They have been waiting for half an hour."
An Jing raised his eyebrows, "Second prince?"
After receiving information about the Demon Cult, An Jing also became very familiar with the Yan Kingdom's court.
Zhao Mengtai is one of the chief culprits causing trouble in the court today. If Zhao Mengtai and Zhao Chongyin had not fought openly and secretly, the temple would not be as chaotic as it is today.
Moreover, Zhao Mengtai also founded the Tianji Pavilion in Jianghu, which had a far-reaching influence and had an all-round layout in the Yan Kingdom. In addition, he secretly colluded with the Demon Sect through Jiang Renyi, forming a huge power system of his own.
An Jing had met the prince who was calm, calm, and thoughtful before, but he had never had the chance to meet the second prince Zhao Mengtai.
Just by looking at his actions, you can tell that he is an ambitious, ambitious and capable person.
When he was in Youcheng, the master of Tianji Pavilion reminded him that this was the work of the second prince Zhao Mengtai. Firstly, he wanted to remind Anjing, and secondly, he wanted to make friends.
An Jing said: "Let's go and have a look."
Then several people came to the living room and saw a middle-aged man sitting patiently on a chair. Seeing An Jing come in, he quickly stood up and said, "An Jingzong, I am Zhu Shangfa, a guest of the second prince."
An Jing clasped his fists and said, "Sorry, I've been waiting for a long time."
"An Zongfeng is polite. I asked you not to disturb him. After all, An Zongfeng has worked very hard since he came to Yujing City."
Zhu Shangfa chuckled lightly and said: "The master is planning to prepare a banquet this afternoon, and he would like to invite An Cangfang to come and talk about it. I wonder if An Cangfang has time?"
An Jing thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay, let's do it in the afternoon."
Prince Zhao Chongyin's Yuhua Villa is quiet and elegant, the decoration is not luxurious, and the location is very remote. However, Zhao Mengtai's residence is completely different.
The courtyard has carved beams and painted buildings, verandahs and rooms on both sides of the mountain, and hanging parrots, thrushes and other rare birds of various colors. It can be seen that Zhao Mengtai seems to have a special liking for walking birds.
On the top of Taiji, there are several women in red and green sitting. They are beautiful, but they all have their own characteristics. They look like a painting when they are gathered together.
An Jing looked at the girl Yingying Yanyan, "She looks pretty good."
This time he was alone and did not take Yu Qiurong and Qian Cishan with him. After all, there was still a manpower left at the inn.
Zhu Shangfa thought An Jing was talking about those rare spiritual birds, so he laughed and said: "The second prince doesn't have many hobbies, and walking with birds is his favorite."
An Jing chuckled lightly, "Walking bird, you can say that."
Zhu Shangfa was full of doubts, but he didn't ask in detail.
Not long after, the two came to a living room.
You can hear it before you even walk in. The sound of silk and bamboo in the hall is clear and sweet, the sleeves are fluttering, and the fragrance is filling the air.
An Jing thought he had gone to the wrong place. This was not a serious or solemn banquet, but more like a place for hanging bars.
No wonder Zhu Shangfa said that the second prince likes to walk birds.
"Brother An, I've been waiting so hard."
At this time, a man who was not handsome but had very bright eyes came from the hall with a warm smile on his face.
An Jing raised his hands to Zhao Mengtai and said, "Meet the second prince."
Zhao Mengtai patted An Jing's shoulder and said, "Brother An, why are you so polite? Come and take a seat."
It was as if they were not meeting for the first time, but more like good friends who had not seen each other for many years.
An Jing sat down, and Zhao Mengtai immediately clapped his hands.
As the applause fell, a graceful woman walked in.
She was covered in lavender gauze, and her neckline was enchantingly wide, revealing her graceful neck and exquisite collarbones, which made her skin look like jade. She was indeed very beautiful.
After the beauty of women in this world reaches its peak, it is impossible to distinguish between superior and inferior. It can only be said that each has its own merits. The woman in front of me is not the most beautiful, but she is also a rare beauty.
The woman walked to An Jing's side, bowed slightly and said, "Shui Rou, please pay homage to Mr. An."
Looking at the handsome man in front of her, Shui Rou's heart was beating wildly. Thinking that he was the Great Sword Immortal who had become famous recently, she jumped even faster.
"This is the oiran of Cuiyun Tower, the top one. I will definitely satisfy Brother An today."
Zhao Mengtai sat at the top, and there was a woman sitting next to him. Her appearance was slightly worse than the Shui Rou in front of her. Zhao Mengtai's character could be seen from such details.
Could it be that the second prince thought he was someone who liked to listen to music? I don’t know where he got the false and ridiculous news.
An Jing sat down calmly, and Shui Rou obediently sat next to An Jing.
An Jing chuckled and said, "I haven't listened to music for a long time. Miss Shuirou will play some music."
"good."
Shuirou was slightly startled when she heard this, and even Zhao Mengtai showed a trace of doubt.
Knowing that he was the oiran of Cuiyun Tower in front of him, the woman next to Zhao Mengtai glanced at Shui Rou and said to herself that it was a pity.
If it's playing music, it will be hard work. I don't know where it will be as relaxing and comfortable as accompanying a drink.
Shui Rou walked to the guqin, tidied it up briefly, and then started playing.
Then, the crisp sound of the guqin resounded.
To be an oiran, you not only have to be good-looking, but you also need to be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and know how to read people's words, and please a man's thoughts. If Shui Rou can be an oiran, her piano skills are certainly not bad.
Zhao Mengtai poured a glass of wine and said with a smile: "I have been famous for Brother An for a long time, and today I am finally lucky enough to have a drink together."
An Jing also spoke politely, "The second prince said something serious. An has admired the second prince's grace for a long time."
"Brother An is joking. There are rumors that I have a close relationship with the Zhenyi Sect. How can you admire my grace?"
Zhao Mengtai waved his hand and said with a smile: "Some of them are misunderstandings about me by the world. I hope Brother An will not take them to heart and affect our relationship."
The word 'relationship' is very strong, and its meaning is self-evident.
An Jing raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "Second Prince, don't worry, An knows it well and naturally he won't take it to heart."
He didn't believe Zhao Mengtai's words at all.
"That's good. The second prince is really too cute. Why don't you, Brother An, just call me Mengtai."
Zhao Mengtai laughed loudly and said, "Come, let's have a drink first."
Then the two of them chatted every sentence, as if they were testing or chatting.
An Jing's words were impeccable, which made Zhao Mengtai secretly shocked. He didn't expect that this young man was not only extremely powerful, but also experienced and vicious in his actions. He didn't look like a man in his twenties at all.
After half an hour, the wine has passed three rounds and the dishes have passed five flavors.
Zhao Mengtai waved his hand and said: "You are tired too, so just retreat first."
"yes."
The singers present all retreated, Shui Rou and the two people beside Zhao Mengtai also stood up, and suddenly only the two of them were left.
An Jing's heart moved, Zhao Mengtai was about to get to the point.
Zhao Mengtai pondered for a long time and then said: "Brother An, there is something I don't want to say. You are also a person who likes to have fun, so I will tell you directly."
An Jing said: "Brother Mengtai, please speak."
Zhao Mengtai put down his wine cup, looked at An Jing and said: "Actually, I was not the one who forced Jiang Sanjia to go to the Qin Tiantai to calculate the fate of the country and die tragically."
It was Zhao Mengtai's party who ordered Jiang Sanjia to test the national destiny. If they didn't know that Mu Xiaowan had approached Jiang Sanjia, most people thought that it was Zhao Mengtai who forced Jiang Sanjia to death.
An Jing put down the wine cup and asked calmly: "Oh? Who is the envoy?"
Zhao Mengtai did not hide it, but said directly: "Rong Guifei Mu Xiaowan."
An Jing asked: "Why is she doing this?"
"Because of "Gui Gu Xin Dharma"."
A sneer appeared at the corner of Zhao Mengtai's mouth and he said: "Concubine Rong obtained Jiang Sanjia's "Guigu Heart Technique" and used it to trade with Yu Ying of the Zhenyi Sect in exchange for some spiritual elixirs of the Zhenyi Sect."
An Jing narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, no wonder the Zhenyi Sect didn't have much interest in "Gui Gu Xin Dharma" before. It turned out that they had obtained this "Gui Gu Xin Dharma" a long time ago.
Zhao Mengtai continued: "And Jiang Sanjia knew that Concubine Rong had a deal with the Zhenyi Sect, so in order to silence Concubine Rong, she also removed her own stain."
After all, the harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, especially if the imperial concubine is involved with the Shinichi Sect, this is even more taboo.
Mu Xiaowan obtained this "Guigu Heart Technique" and could have given it to the Human Emperor to use it to restrain the Zhenyi Sect. However, she secretly gave it to the Zhenyi Sect. How would the Human Emperor feel if he knew about it?
Zhao Mengtai didn't say anything anymore. In fact, he relied on this relationship to blackmail Mu Xiaowan, and used Mu Xiaowan's line to make friends with the Zhenyi Sect.
He does not have the identity and status of Prince Zhao Chongyin, so he can only use everything he can. This is why he can now compete with Zhao Chongyin for supremacy.
An Jing fell silent. Jiang Sanjia gave Mu Xiaowan all the "Guigu Heart Technique". He obviously cared deeply about it. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a reminder for him.
An Jing asked again: "What elixir did she get in exchange?"
Zhao Mengtai shook his head and said: "I don't know about this, but for a Tianwu-level mental method, and such a special Tianwu mental method, what you want to exchange for is not simple."
An Jing cupped his fists and said, "I understand, thank you Brother Mengtai for clarifying my confusion."
"Since I belong to an alliance with your sect and I'm talking about this true sect, I have to say a few more words."
Zhao Mengtai's expression became a little solemn, "Brother An got this state religion order and ruined Buddhism's plan. This is secondary. Do you know how many eyes are staring at Brother An now? Among them is the Zhenyi Sect.
."
"This National Religion Order is of great importance. Both your sect and Buddhism can quickly rise in Yan State and become the most powerful sect if they get this National Religion Order. Especially since Brother An defeated the No. 1 Vajra of Buddhism, his prestige has reached the sky.
, it is the best time to preach to the people. If I were Brother An, I would definitely leave Yujing City quietly with this state religion order, return to Tianwaitian, and then gather the followers to lead many masters of the Demon Sect."
When An Jing heard this, he immediately understood the purpose of Zhao Mengtai's visit today.
That said, what Mu Xiaowan did was to put aside the relationship to win favor, and what happened after that was his real purpose.
He was afraid that he would give the State Religion Order to Buddhism, so he persuaded himself to return to the Demon Sect with the State Religion Order.
An Jing also pretended to be solemn and said: "I'm afraid there will be many difficulties and obstacles along the way."
Zhao Mengtai's eyes flashed, and he said with a sincere face: "That's why I left secretly. Since you and I are allies, if you really encounter difficulties, I will definitely arrange for someone to escort you all the way.
"
An Jing sneered in his heart. If he really listened to Zhao Mengtai's words, he would probably die without knowing how he died. But he hesitated a little and finally said: "I will make a decision after I meet with His Majesty in ten days."
There was a trace of surprise in Zhao Mengtai's eyes, "Did the father summon you?"
Apparently he was unaware of the news.
An Jing nodded and said: "The inn where Mr. Xu came to in person yesterday."
"That's fine."
Zhao Mengtai nodded unnaturally, and then became a little absent-minded. His words were no longer as coherent as before. Others couldn't feel it, but An Jing could feel it clearly.
After a while, An Jing stood up and said, "It's getting dark now. Second Prince, it's time for me to go back."
With a meaningful smile on his lips, Zhao Mengtai said, "Well, I'll ask Shuirou to give Brother An a ride, but I won't."
This second prince really thinks that I like listening to music on Goulan
An Jing shook his head and walked out of the hall without explaining too much.
Shuirou was standing under the mottled shadows of the trees. The breeze blew in her face and ruffled her hair. She looked closely at the man in front of her with her beautiful eyes.
"Miss Shuirou, please stop, An will be alone."
Before Shui Rou could open her mouth, An Jing took the lead.
"Mr. An, do you really not need Shui Rou to send you off?"
Shui Rou bit her lip and said, "The second prince asked me to serve Mr. An well tonight, and I am also willing."
"Hahaha."
An Jing laughed loudly and said, "Thank you Brother Mengtai for your kindness. I appreciate it."
After saying that, he strode out of the courtyard.
Shuirou looked at the back, her eyes suddenly became deep.
"His concentration is really extraordinary. It seems that his relationship with the leader of the Demon Cult is very good."
A crescent moon hung high in the dark blue sky, its clear water-like light shining on the earth.
An Jing walked towards the inn outside the city, recalling Zhao Mengtai's words in his mind.
"Mu Xiaowan"
An Jing felt a chill in his heart when he thought of that woman.
If it weren't for Jiang Sanjia, An Jing might have died in Jiang Shang's hands long ago, so he must settle Jiang Sanjia's grudge.
In addition, regarding the attitude of the State Religion Order, Zhao Mengtai obviously hopes that he can leave Yujing City as soon as possible. After all, Chi Ze has changed, and he does not want the State Religion Order to fall into the hands of Buddhism.
However, on the other hand, it also verified the danger of leaving Yujing City with the State Religion Order.
The true sect and the royal family will definitely be attacked by masters, and when the time comes, even with their own strength, they may not be able to escape safely.
It seems that using this state religious decree as a condition is the best choice.
Also, after the Human Emperor summoned him, Zhao Mengtai's expression became strange. It seemed that he didn't know the current situation of the Human Emperor.
His expression was a bit hesitant, a bit scared, as if Zhao Mengtai was carrying some secret from the Human Emperor.
But if you think about it carefully, Zhao Mengtai is indeed very courageous.
Having received support from the Zhenyi Sect before, he dared to collude with the Demonic Sect, and even tried to prevent the death of Prince Zhao Chongyin at the Sixiang Sect.
Even An Jing felt that he was too bold and reckless in his actions. Even if he had careful plans, he could not pursue wealth and wealth in everything.
And judging from what Zhao Mengtai said about escorting him, it seems that there might be a master behind it. Could it be that Zhao Mengtai is colluding with other forces?
An Jing suddenly became suspicious. This Zhao Mengtai even dared to collude with the Demon Sect. Why wouldn't other forces such as Hou Jin, Hei Bingtai, and Nanman dare not?
"Um!?"
An Jing, who was deep in thought, suddenly stopped in his steps, and a figure appeared in front of him under the dark moonlit night.
Following the faint moonlight, you can clearly see that he is an old man in black. His old face is neither happy nor sad, and his eyes are like water waves, with no emotions or fluctuations at all.
The old man in black was only three feet away from Anjing.
After being able to penetrate three feet into the body, I realized how terrifying this cultivation level would be, and it was definitely above the supreme Vajra.
This person is none other than Haotian.
An Jing's heart was as turbulent as the tide, but his face was calm as he said, "Who are you?"
Haotian said calmly: "A swordsman."
"swordsman!?"
An Jing felt a chill coming over him
The cultivation of the man in front of me is definitely above the Four Qi, and may even be the Five Qi. Is there such a terrifying swordsman in this world!?