Chapter 242 Great Eunuch Fiercely Fighting Sword Demon
Haotian looked directly into An Jing's eyes and said, "You are the only swordsman in the world who practices the Holy Sword. I want to see the rumored Holy Sword."
An Jing raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and said calmly: "Senior, you have found the wrong person. What I am practicing is not the Holy Sword."
There are some very few introductions at the back of "General Guide to the Way of the Sword", which does not explicitly mention the Holy Sword, but the real top swordsmen know that it is about the Holy Sword.
The way of heaven is destined, but there is no accumulation, so all things are accomplished; the way of the emperor is destined, but there is no accumulation, so the world returns; the way of the saint is destined, but there is no accumulation, so the sea is conquered.
All kinds of luck are in constant motion, but the holy way pays attention to a calm and clear mind, which can be a mirror of heaven and earth, and a mirror of all things.
The state of tranquility and tranquility, the spirit of loneliness and inaction, are the origin of heaven and earth.
Only saints and true emperors can truly reach this realm.
The Holy Sword is not about people reaching this realm, but the sword in their hands pursuing this realm.
An Jing once thought that what he practiced was the rare holy sword, but his state of mind was not like that. He did not have the detached and natural artistic conception of a saint. In his heart, he still had the unrestrained and unruly nature of the human sword, but he could also be as powerful as the Tiandao sword.
General killing and decisiveness.
There is no introduction or explanation of this kind of kendo in the "General Guide to Kendo", which shows that his kendo has a new extension on these types of kendo.
So he named it Immortal Sword.
There is no such persistence as the Human Dao Sword, no tranquility and tranquility as the Holy Dao Sword, no universal surrender as the King Dao Sword, and no ruthless killing as the Tiandao Sword.
Some are just ethereal, transcending the secular world, no longer bound to any form, but following the original intention.
"Yes or no, it doesn't matter."
Haotian looked indifferent, "I just want to see your swordsmanship."
The corner of An Jing's mouth raised, with a hint of coldness, "Do you just want to see my swordsmanship?"
He didn't believe that the old man in black in front of him simply wanted to see his swordsmanship. A top master hidden in Yujing City appeared again for such a simple purpose.
Haotian's voice was a little cold, and he took a few steps forward and said: "I have always felt that if two swordsmen duel, there are only two outcomes, one is life and death, and the other is both death. This is the fate of the sword.
, is also the fate of a swordsman."
Under the moonlight, you can see that the old man in front is unusually tall, about nine feet tall, half a head taller than An Jing.
The chill in An Jing's heart became even stronger, "So you are here to kill me, and you are here to take a look at my swordsmanship?"
"No, I'm here to see your swordsmanship and kill you on the way."
After Haotian finished speaking, his body moved and disappeared instantly.
quick!
Even Master Anjing Erqi's cultivation could not completely capture the figure of the old man in black. One can imagine the cultivation of the old man in black in front of him.
"bass!"
The Suppressing Evil Sword was drawn out without any hesitation, and three rays of cold light appeared on the cold sword body.
Yin! Yin!
The sword chant sounded, and the two men faced each other like lightning.
clang!
The iron swords clashed together, and sparks flew like flowers scattered by a goddess, making them look so alluring in the night.
With the powerful counter-shock force, An Jing flew backwards, his white clothes fluttering. The next moment, as soon as his feet landed on the ground, he rushed over faster than before, and stabbed away with the Suppressing Evil Sword.
Haotian's reaction speed was no slower than An Jing's. He swayed slightly and avoided An Jing's lightning sword. He swung the ancient long sword in his hand and came straight to An Jing's facade.
laugh!
This sword is reaching its peak.
At the critical moment, An Jing tilted his head, and the long sword grazed his cheek, cutting off a strand of black hair.
It seems that there is no real energy impact, and there is no strange light in the sky, but it is even more dangerous than the Tianwumen battle.
Because if there is even the slightest difference, the body will die and the Tao will disappear.
The two swordsmen exchanged just one move, and it was extremely dangerous.
"What a strong swordsman. His cultivation level should be around the fourth level, and his swordsmanship has most likely reached the sixth level."
At the moment of the fight, An Jing found out some details about the swordsman in front of him, and his heart was even more shocked.
The Four Qi Master is the top master in the world, not to mention a swordsman in the sixth realm.
Any cultivation of either of these two is an extremely terrifying existence. How amazing would it be if the two were combined into one?
At this moment, An Jing felt it clearly.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
In the blink of an eye, the swords in the hands of the two men continued to swing, and they had exchanged hundreds of times. The sounds of countless gold and iron clashes were followed by dazzling fireworks.
The sword became faster and faster, and at first there was an afterimage, but in the end all that could be heard was the harsh sound.
An Jing could feel that he was gradually falling into a disadvantage. Every move and every move of the old man in black was flawless. The most important thing was that his cultivation level was far above his own, and he was faintly suppressing himself.
"clang!"
The two fought again.
An Jing used the force to fly back, and suddenly raised his sword finger with his left hand, pointing towards the approaching Haotian.
Tsk tsk tsk!
In mid-air, the hovering rainbow light shot out like flying swords.
As his swordsmanship improved, An Jing's understanding of swords became more and more profound, and he was no longer limited to moves.
This sword not only represents the sword, but also the exquisiteness of sword handling.
Haotian's expression was as indifferent as water, and the long sword in his hand seemed to be flowing with a trace of blood, directly splitting the flying sword that flew towards him.
An Jing's heart tightened. The pressure put on him by the old man in black in front of him completely exceeded that of the Supreme Vajra. In fact, after his swordsmanship reached the sixth level, he knew that he had a high probability of winning against the Supreme Vajra. Unless that
The supreme Vajra has reached the realm of the four energies.
But breaking through the realm of Tao does not mean that you can break through if you want to. There are very few people in this world who can break through the realm of Tao during battle.
Unless you have been able to reach this level a long time ago, and have worked hard to suppress it for several years, until you have accumulated a lot of experience, otherwise breaking through during battle will not only be dangerous, but may also be counterproductive and put you in crisis.
Especially when you reach the realm of Grandmaster, every breakthrough in realm and improvement in cultivation level is a huge test, and promotion in battle is almost impossible.
Facing the Supreme Vajra, he only accepted the challenge because he had a great chance of winning.
An Jing was originally a person who cherished his life and didn't like taking risks.
Haotian stamped his feet, stretched out his figure, and rose into the air, like a black swimming dragon, speeding towards Anjing in front of him. Before anyone arrived, a sharp sword energy came through the air.
At this moment, the power of the sword reached its peak, and the power as heavy as a mountain fell on An Jing's heart.
The sixth realm!
The old man in black in front of me is indeed a swordsman in the sixth realm!
Haotian's swordsmanship, in addition to being fast, ruthless and accurate, also possesses a great coercion, is decisive and ruthless, without any emotion.
Heavenly Sword!
Haotian swung out his sword, and the fierce wind in the sky turned into sword energy, and violently attacked Anjing.
An Jing's expression was serious, he didn't dare to neglect, and he was extremely nervous inside.
A strange scene happened. An Jing seemed to have left his body and walked out of his original body. He swung his sword against the sword energy in the sky. Then, his footwork changed and another An Jing came out and swung his sword towards the sky as well.
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Three!
Five!
Seven!
In this moment, An Jing took seven steps and transformed into seven An Jings. Although the swords were swung back and forth in an orderly manner, it felt like seven An Jings were waving their swords at the same time.
Puff puff!
The sword energy all over the sky dissipated and dissipated into the distance.
Kill the sky with one sword!
A cold light suddenly appeared in Haotian's eyes, and the true energy in his body burst out, all pouring into the Weeping Blood Sword.
The sharp sword showed a strange look, like a rotating arc of light, piercing An Jing's throat.
Bo!
This sword stabbed out, directly piercing the zhenqi barrier in front of An Jing.
An Jing slapped the evil-suppressing sword in his hand without holding anything back. The sky behind him seemed to turn into a bright galaxy, and the cold sword energy in the sky was filled with starlight, and waves swept down.
Guiyi Sword Technique! Sword Flying Immortal!
Then a giant sword pierced the night and rushed forward.
"What a powerful swordsman, but he was not suppressed by the Tiandao Sword."
Haotian was shocked when he saw the giant sword coming.
If the Tiandao Sword is decisive, ruthless, and full of coercion, then An Jing's sword is even more vast and heavy, but with a hint of vagueness and uncertainty.
Without any restraints or rules, he travels in the kendo of cognition and yet transcends the kendo of cognition.
"Buzz!" "Buzz!"
As the giant sword surged forward, the air on both sides dispersed crazily to both sides, just like the rolling waves of a river, causing endless waves.
I saw the giant sword colliding with the arc light and dissipating in an instant.
Two sword tips shot out from it and clicked together, causing ripples of true energy centered on the sword tip.
"Ding!"
The moment the sword tip collided, An Jing suddenly felt an astonishing vibration coming from his arm, his internal organs trembled, and then a ball of sword energy poured in along his arm.
"not good!"
An Jing suddenly felt something bad and quickly ran the "Unknown Heart Sutra" to erase this sword energy.
"Um!?"
Seeing this, Haotian was about to step forward, but his heart began to beat irregularly. This beating was completely out of his control, giving him a vague feeling of extreme danger.
"How is this going!?"
Haotian quickly ran the magic formula and suppressed the restless heartbeat with his great energy.
Suddenly, a white shadow passed quickly from a distance, and an old voice sounded.
"You were the one who took action last time in Hongluyuan, right?"
An Jing and Haotian looked into the distance at the same time, and saw an old eunuch wearing a robe standing in the market. He was not tall, but he gave people a sense of calmness and weight.
White-browed eunuch Fan Daoji!
Among the three eunuchs of the inner palace, Zhong Binru, the sword-wielding eunuch, holds the emperor's sword for the emperor. Zhao Tianyi, the pen-holding eunuch, leaves the Confucian school and enters the inner palace to write for the emperor. Fan Daoji, the white-browed eunuch, is known as the seal eunuch and holds the imperial seal for the emperor.
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The white-browed eunuch has been in charge of the palace for seventy or eighty years, and it is precisely because of him that countless martial arts masters have been afraid of Dauchi.
There were also many grandmasters who died in his hands, including the famous Wuying of Zhao State, who was in the realm of three-qi masters and was the top master master of Black Ice Platform. This shows how powerful this white-browed eunuch is.
Haotian raised his eyes, "Eunuch holding the seal?"
The eunuch with white eyebrows said lazily: "If you guessed correctly, what you are holding is the Weeping Blood Sword, and you must be the Sword Demon Haotian."
Seeing the white-browed eunuch appear, An Jing breathed a sigh of relief, and then couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
The swordsman in front of me is the one who killed Zong Zhengyuan and King Mojin!?
And he is actually a master of the same era as Jun Qinglin, a sword demon.
The Sword Demon and the Sword God were both the top swordsmen fifty years ago. At that time, they were the unparalleled twins among many swordsmen in the world, and they stood on the top of the mountain.
At that time, both of them were at the peak of the fifth realm of swordsmanship, but in fact they reached the sixth realm one after another. And just when the world thought that the sword god and the sword demon would have a big battle after reaching the sixth realm, the two of them were in the rivers and lakes again.
Disappeared.
The two great swordsmen did not fight each other, which made everyone in the world regret it.
It was rumored that the Sword Demon appeared in a grassland somewhere in Houjin, and then disappeared completely. There was also news of his death in the world. Over time, most people believed this rumor.
After all, the sword demon is over a hundred years old. Judging from his lifespan, he should have passed away before he reached Grand Master.
If the world knew that the Sword Demon was still alive and at ease, I don't know how surprised they would be.
Haotian raised the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand and said calmly: "It seems you have been looking for me for a long time."
As the sword was raised, there seemed to be a sound of crying, which made people feel chilled in their hearts.
Weeping Blood Sword, it is said that when someone kills someone, there will be a sound of crying in the blade of the sword, hence the name Weeping Blood Sword.
"That's right."
The white-browed eunuch stepped forward. It seemed like he had only taken one step, but his figure came to the front of the sword demon in an instant.
The true energy roared in the body, and the white-browed eunuch stretched out his five fingers, and then blasted them out one by one.
boom!
A gray-gold palm print burst out, containing a powerful storm of true energy, like a meteor, roaring towards the vast sky.
Facing such a fierce palm from the white-browed eunuch, Haotian raised his blood-weeping sword in his hand, intending to cut off the white-browed eunuch's head directly.
In the duel between the two great masters of the four qi, there was no temptation, and they just focused on counting moves to determine the outcome and see life and death.
In fact, ordinary people have an illusion, that is, martial arts masters are not afraid of death.
The richer and more prestigious people are in this world, the more they are afraid of death.
Therefore, real masters will not easily take risks alone, nor will they easily hand over their trump cards, nor will they use all their strength during a duel.
Once all the strength is used, it will clearly show that this battle is extraordinary.
The white-browed eunuch looked like a ghost. He avoided the sword light in an instant, and the next moment he was behind Haotian and struck him with his palm again.
boom!
There seemed to be a blue energy rising from the surface of Haotian's body. His palm prints hit the blue light on the surface of Haotian's body heavily. The earth seemed to be shaking violently at this moment.
Haotian stood motionless, like a rock.
At this moment, the three of them formed a straight line. Haotian stood between An Jing and the white-browed eunuch, his expression indifferent and calm.
The white-browed eunuch nodded and said: "He is indeed powerful. He is worthy of being a figure who dominated the same era as Jun Qinglin and You Beggar."
He had met Jun Qinglin and You Bei and had fought against them. The sword demon's whereabouts were erratic and he had never been to Yujing City, so he had only heard of his name.
An Jing let out a breath and watched the duel between the two top players in the world.
An Jing was also very curious as to which of the two Four Qi Masters was stronger and which was weaker.
Haotian didn't say anything. He raised the Weeping Blood Sword in his hand, and a tornado of blood-red cold current roared down. With such terrifying momentum, the bluestones above the street were swept away layer by layer.
Boom boom!
An astonishing blood storm fell from the sky, rapidly dilating in the white-browed eunuch's pupils. He raised his head slightly, and then slowly clasped his fingers.
At this moment, the white-browed eunuch's eyes gradually glowed with light gold, and then, his clenched fist punched out with such a dull punch.
That punch was extremely simple, as if it was done at will. However, when the white-browed eunuch punched out, it seemed like lightning started to explode from it.
Boom! Boom!
Crazy thunder like a furious dragon surged down, illuminating the dark night.
Countless thunder and lightning seemed to erupt from the shadow of the fist, making Anjing's scalp feel numb.
If someone is mentally unstable, he may be so frightened that he loses all will to fight after being faced with this kind of punch.
A cold light surged in Haotian's eyes, and he swung the Weeping Blood Sword again. The blood-red tornado that condensed his strongest blow collided heavily with the roaring fist shadow.
An Jing stretched out his zhenqi and barely blocked the incoming air wave, preventing all surrounding houses from being destroyed.
But the impact of the two four-qi masters was so terrifying that it immediately caused the blood and qi in his body to surge, and blood flowed out from the corners of his mouth.
Haotian's complexion changed slightly, because he could feel that his sword energy was melting at an alarming speed like a mud cow entering the sea.
At this moment, a strange arc and cold light appeared on the expressionless face of the white-browed eunuch. He clenched his palm tightly and punched it again.
boom!
A huge mass of true energy seemed to explode in the night sky, and a huge tornado of blood-red cold current exploded directly at this moment.
Under the impact of the huge zhenqi, a gray fist silhouette violently tore apart the tornado with an invincible attitude, and then blasted towards the vast sky in the distance like lightning.
Haotian greeted him with a sword, and the power of the Tiandao Sword was brought into full play.
The white-browed eunuch didn't dodge or retreat, and directly punched him forward.
Bang bang bang bang!
The two collided again, and a terrifying wave of air suddenly dispersed in the air.
In just a few seconds, the two of them fought dozens of moves.
Evenly matched, without any hesitation.
All the true energy from Haotian's body gathered on his right palm, and then the Weeping Blood Sword was raised again.
The sword light was like blood, breathtaking, and the cries of ghosts and howls of wolves could be heard coming from it.
The white-browed eunuch Fan Daoji no longer dared to suppress the true energy in his body, and then the true energy surged out wildly, and a golden light rose on the surface.
Tom! Tom! Tom!
The golden light shield was pierced by the bloody sword energy. The white-browed eunuch took three steps back in succession. With each step he took, a terrifying mark was carved on the ground.
"If mountains do not change and rivers change, there will be hope later."
Taking advantage of this gap, Haotian stepped forward and disappeared into the street in an instant.
Although An Jing knew that Haotian was preparing to leave, he knew that he could not stop him and did not take action at the moment.
"Going really fast."
The white-browed eunuch looked at Haotian's back and frowned slightly.
Having reached the realm of the Four Qi Masters, their cultivation has almost approached the strength of a half-immortal. None of them are simple people, and most of them have the best stuff.
The two seemed to be fighting fiercely, but they definitely had some trump cards, and the white-browed eunuch might not dare to claim victory.
The white-browed eunuch turned to look at An Jing and said, "After this, Na Haotian probably won't cause trouble for you."
An Jing cupped his fists and said, "Thank you, senior, for taking the initiative."
"No need."
The white-browed eunuch looked calm and waved his hand, "Even if I don't take action, he won't be able to kill you."
He had seen a few moves in the fight between the two just now. Although the sword demon had the upper hand, if he wanted to directly eat the young man in front of him, he might still need some means.
What kind of place is this? This is Jade City. If the commotion is too big, how could the Dayan royal family just sit idly by and ignore it?
An Jing frowned slightly, "Did Haotian take action last time in Hongluyuan?"
The deaths of Zong Zhengyuan and King Mujin caused a great uproar, and it was precisely because of this that the war between Hou Jin and Yan was triggered.
The white-browed eunuch looked at Haotian's back and said in a low voice: "In all likelihood, this person is lurking in Yujing City. He first killed the Houjin envoy and then attacked you. He is obviously ambitious."
"I took action this time not only to prevent her conspiracy from succeeding, but also to repay your kindness for rescuing Princess Anle."
An Jing fell silent and did not answer.
He had never thought about repaying Princess Anle by chance.
The white-browed eunuch took a deep look at An Jing and said, "It is rare to have such a level of cultivation at such an age."
He only heard about the results of the Battle of Tianwumen and did not go to watch the battle in person, so he didn't know much about An Jing's strength. But seeing the battle just now made him full of emotions.
An Jing cupped his fists and said, "Senior, you are ridiculous. There are countless geniuses in this world, and I am just one of them."
The eunuch with white eyebrows said with a smile: "You are now a worshiper of the Demon Sect. In fact, the Royal Family of Dayan also has this saying. I wonder if you are interested?"
Royal tribute!?
When An Jing heard this, his heart skipped a beat, not because of Eunuch Baimei's blatant solicitation of heartbeats, but because he learned from Eunuch Baimei's words that there were also worshipers in the Dayan royal family.
The person who is worshiped by the Dayan royal family must have extraordinary strength. I wonder what kind of master he will be.
An Jing thought for a moment and said: "Senior should know what kind of relationship I have with Xiao Qianqiu of the Zhenyi Sect, and I also have a last resort reason for being in the Demon Sect."
The white-browed eunuch Fan Daoji chuckled lightly, this solicitation was just a casual talk.
Then Jiang Shang's disciple and the young man in front of him are husband and wife. How could he betray the Demon Cult and become a worshiper of the Yan Kingdom?
In addition to showing goodwill, another meaning is to show some of the royal family's strength to the young people in front of them and the demon sect behind them.
It is much better to show your strength appropriately than to hide it all the time.
The white-browed eunuch thought of something and asked casually: "The person who severely injured Dharma King Mujin back then was probably the master of the Demonic Sect's Demon Conferment Platform, right?"
An Jing smiled and said nothing.
He himself could not explain the mysterious identity of King Xu, so it would be useless to let the old eunuch guess on his own.
The white-browed eunuch shook his head, "The night is getting dark, and it's time for me to go back and resume my life."
With that said, the white-browed eunuch turned around and walked towards the palace in the distance.
"Well done, senior."
An Jing cupped his hands in front of the white-browed eunuch's back.
Not long after, the figure disappeared from sight.
"Who is the force behind this Haotian? Forget it, let the Emperor of Dayan and the old eunuch worry about it."
An Jing muttered to himself, and then hurriedly disappeared into the market. As for this mess, someone would naturally come to clean it up.
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The next day, the sky was a little gloomy, with dark clouds covering the sky, making it so depressing that it made people breathless.
Lu Mansion, in the courtyard.
Zhou Xianming was looking at the letters in his hand. Even though he had read these letters dozens of times, they were still very well protected without any wrinkles.
"Make it clear first."
At this moment, a rapid voice sounded.
I saw Lu Jingchun running over quickly holding a wooden sword.
Zhou Xianming asked: "What's wrong?"
Lu Jingchun held his knees and panted heavily, saying: "There... there is a woman looking for you."
"Looking for me?"
Zhou Xianming was a little surprised when he heard this.
Lu Jingchun nodded and said: "Yes, that woman is very beautiful. She said she came from Yuzhou City..."
When Zhou Xianming heard this, he was immediately shocked and ran towards the outside of the hospital.
I ran along the corridor, passed through the courtyard, and soon came to the living room.
In the hall, a woman in red clothes was holding a teacup in one hand and gently placing it on her red lips. As if sensing something, she put down the teacup in her hand and stood up.
The two looked at each other, time stopped for a moment, and then they both laughed.
Zhou Xianming walked in and said happily: "Miss Lin, long time no see."
Li Yue looked at the Confucian scholar in front of her and said, "Nine months."
The last time we said goodbye was when it was snowing heavily, but now it's autumn.
Seeing Zhou Xianming again, Li Yue's heart was extremely complicated.
I originally thought that Zhou Xianming was just an ordinary Confucian scholar, but I never expected that he was so talented that he actually became Lu Guoyong's student. It is not an exaggeration to say that he surpassed the dragons in one leap.
Among the five gangs, Fengyulou's information is the fastest and most accurate.
Rumor has it that as long as he can get the top prize this time, the royal family plans to betroth Princess Anle to him, both to win over him and to divide Lu Men's power.
After much deliberation, she decided to embark on the journey north.
"Nine months, time flies so fast."
Zhou Xianming asked cautiously: "By the way, Miss Lin, did you come to Yujing City specifically to look for me?"
Looking at Zhou Xianming's expectant eyes, Li Yue took a deep breath and said: "I came to Yujing City this time mainly to settle a matter in my heart."
Zhou Xianming was a little disappointed when he heard this, "I don't know what kind of thing it is. Maybe I can help."
I don't know why, but suddenly he felt something bad in his heart.
"No need, I can handle it myself."
Li Yue shook her head and chuckled: "After completing this matter, I may leave the Yan Kingdom. This time I can say goodbye to Mr. Zhou."
"Farewell!?"
Zhou Xianming was stunned for a moment, then quickly said: "Where are you going? Why do you have to say goodbye so suddenly?"
Li Yue looked at the thick dark clouds outside the house, her voice a little low, "Go to a place far away."
Zhou Xianming opened his mouth, "Then when will you come back?"
Li Yue said: "I won't come back again."
As Li Yue finished speaking, the entire hall seemed to become quiet.
Zhou Xianming's mind went blank at this moment.
Li Yue sighed slightly in her heart, but her face remained calm and she said: "Mr. Zhou, I have no regrets about seeing you for the last time, so let's say goodbye."
With that said, Li Yue walked towards the outside of the hall.
Zhou Xianming suddenly came to his senses and shouted: "Didn't you say you would wait for me to go back?"
Li Yue paused, his voice trembling slightly, "You shouldn't waste your great future because of me."
Zhou Xianming whispered to himself, "A great future..."
He traveled all over the world and devoted himself to studying in Yuzhou City, wasn't it just to realize his ambition tomorrow?
Li Yue closed her eyes and said slowly: "You are a talented person and an ambitious person. You should use your talents to realize your ambitions."
Zhou Xianming shook his head and said with a serious face: "If you must make a choice in this world, I feel that in my heart, Miss Lin is more important than my future."
When Li Yue heard this, her eyes were filled with tears, "Don't say stupid things. No one in this world is more important than yourself. Besides, even if you give up your future, I will still leave."
Zhou Xianming felt a little more impatient for no reason, "Why do you have to leave? Can't you just stay for me?"
He believes that he can change the current situation by himself, and no matter what difficulties he encounters, he wants to try and work hard.
As long as Lin Wanhong is willing, as long as she nods.
"Mr. Zhou, I will not stay for anyone. Lin Shenhong is gone."
Li Yue was silent for a long time, and then walked out of the house. Her steps were neither hasty nor slow, as if she was hiding her inner feelings.
When she walked out of Lu Mansion, tears had soaked her cheeks.
Li Yue gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, "People like me shouldn't have such extravagant expectations. Once I had an inexplicable throbbing, it was already the best."
No one has ever been able to answer the question: is it more painful to have had something and lose it in the end, or is it more difficult to let go of having never had it?
Because this itself is a paradox.
Most people in the world can only experience it once, and they will always use the opposite side to comfort themselves and numb themselves, hoping that this will make their hearts feel better.
This story is not long and not difficult to tell. It is just an acquaintance and falling in love.
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"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
"I'm too tired from practicing swordplay. It's better to read a book in the house."
Lu Jingchun played with the wooden sword a few times, imitating the posture An Jing used when he appeared in Tianwumen, and then he felt sweating profusely and his mouth was dry.
"I'm exhausted. I don't know how Xian Ming talked with that woman."
Thinking of this, he sneaked towards the living room.
As soon as I walked to the door, I saw Zhou Xianming sitting on the chair in despair, his eyes were no longer as bright as before.
Lu Jingchun walked forward quickly and asked: "Xianming, what's wrong with you? Could it be that you were bent over by a ghost?"
He had never seen Zhou Xianming like this before, as if he had lost his soul.
Zhou Xianming said nothing and looked at the departing figure.
At this moment, the originally thick clouds gradually dispersed, the sun emerged from the sky, and its scorching sunlight shone on the ground.
Zhou Xianming murmured: "Maybe what Dr. An once said is right."
The heaven and earth are bathed in the sun and seem to be very warm.
The clouds dispersed in the morning of this day. It was not just clouds in the morning.
.........
Time flies, and seven or eight days have passed in the blink of an eye.
Except for practicing in the inn and studying the "Anonymous Heart Sutra", An Jing never went out again. The dispute between the Buddhist sects in Yujing City had completely spread throughout the world, and the turmoil about this matter was still brewing.
In the early morning, a ray of sunshine shines down.
Unconsciously, it has arrived in autumn, the green leaves on the branches have begun to turn yellow, and the weather has become a little cooler.
An Jing opened the door and took a breath of fresh air.
Qian Cishan ran over like a dog and said with a smile: "An Zongfeng, the princess's cakes have arrived. Today they are candied golden dates and almond bergamot."
Since the last time they met, Princess Anle has sent her maids to deliver cakes and delicacies made by herself, almost every day, and every day is different. Anyone with a discerning eye will know that this is carefully prepared.
"Didn't I give the order a few days ago?"
At this moment, Yu Qiurong came over, glared at Qian Cishan and said, "The things the princess sent may be poisonous. You can just eat them. I won't eat them."
When Qian Cishan heard this, he muttered in his heart: I'm just asking as usual. Besides, it's poisonous and we will die if we eat it.
Yu Qiurong turned to look at An Jing and said with a smile: "Uncle, I have prepared breakfast."
"Ahem..."
An Jing coughed slightly and said, "You can just eat the cakes sent by the princess. Don't ask me about this again."
If he had eaten that Zhao Xuening's pastry today, there is no guarantee that the news would be presented to Zhao Qingmei in a few days.
Qian Cishan was happy in his heart, but he sighed and said: "Then I can only do it reluctantly."
It doesn't matter if it's pastry or not, the key is that it's made by the princess.
The maids around the princess are all pretty. It is said that the princess has inherited the beauty of Zuo Linglong, the most beautiful woman in the Yan Kingdom.
Those soft little hands, dripping with sweat, make such delicious pastries. When you eat them in your mouth, your heart will melt.
After Qian Cishan finished speaking, he walked away.
An Jing followed Yu Qiurong to the dining hall.
Yu Qiurong filled a bowl of porridge and said, "Uncle, this is medicinal porridge. The leader sent me a secret letter to prepare it."
An Jing glanced at the porridge, "It's not beyond our reach to drink these now."
Yu Qiurong's face was slightly red, and her eyes were like autumn water. "The leader said that you can use it when you get back."
Although she is still in perfect shape, it does not hinder her understanding of men and women.
An Jing sat down, took a sip of porridge, and said, "Have you checked out the other places where the Evil Sword is suppressed?"
When fighting against the Sword Demon Crying Blood Sword, he felt that the incomplete Suppressing Evil Sword was indeed suppressed by the Crying Blood Sword. At present, his swordsmanship cultivation level has reached the sixth level, and it will be difficult to improve his cultivation level in a short time.
, but gathering the Evil Suppressing Sword can once again enhance his strength.
The complete Suppressing Evil Sword is the third most famous sword on the list of famous swords, still above the Weeping Blood Sword.
Of the six sealed places, two are relatively hidden and not known to ordinary people in the world, so spies from the Demon Sect and the Human Sect are needed to investigate.
Yu Qiurong took out a piece of white paper from her waist and said, "I checked it out."
An Jing took it and took a look, raising his eyebrows slightly, "There is one place that is still flat?"
Where is Lingping? It is near the capital of the Zhou Dynasty and not far from Jiangnan Road. However, the place is very dangerous. Not only is the evil spirit soaring, there are also Yin soldiers. Some people even say that it communicates with the underground Fengdu. You can see it. Fierce ghost.
It's so mysterious that it makes people shudder, but the credibility is not high.
"Yes."
Yu Qiurong nodded, then her face became a little solemn, "We also found out the news about Jiang Shang."
An Jing held up the porridge and paused, "Where is he?"
Compared to the sword demon Haotian, an old guy like Jiang Shang is undoubtedly more dangerous and terrifying.
Yu Qiurong said: "In the Snow Mountain tribe in the north of Houjin, Jiang Shang broke into the Snow Mountain tribe's secret place. It is said that the Snow Mountain tribe's elders are waiting for him outside the secret place."
An Jing raised his eyebrows. Jiang Shang broke into the Xueshan tribe's secret place. Could it be that he was looking for immortal blood?
Jiang Shang's purpose of hiding in Yuzhou City was also for the immortal blood. Jiang Shang had personally told An Jing about this matter.
"How strong is this Snow Mountain clan elder?"
Yu Qiurong said in a deep voice: "It's very strong, because the Snow Mountain Clan is a hidden clan, much stronger than the Russell Clan. It is said to have been passed down from the Qin Dynasty. It has never participated in the struggle for the world's general power. Before and after, the Jin Dynasty failed to surrender, but only achieved We have made certain agreements, and this Snow Mountain tribe elder is also the strongest expert in the Snow Mountain tribe, and he is no less competitive than the Grand Dharma King Hou Jin. The two of them once competed with each other with no difference in outcome."
Dharma King Mujin is a master of the second qi. The great dharma king is known as the second master of Houjin. He must have cultivated not only the five qi but also the four qi. The elder of the Snow Mountain Tribe is not far behind. He is definitely one of the best masters in the world.
When An Jing heard this, he nodded slightly and said, "Pay close attention to the movements of the Snow Mountain Clan's secret place, and report to me immediately if there is anything unusual."
"I see."
Yu Qiurong nodded.
She also understood that this matter was not a trivial matter. If Jiang Shang returned to the Demon Cult, he would be in trouble.
Although Jun Qinglin said that he did not embarrass An Jing and Zhao Qingmei, he may not necessarily deal with Jiang Shang for them. After all, Jiang Shang is his brother's disciple, and logically speaking, he should be closer to them.
An Jing took a sip of the porridge and couldn't help but praise: "It tastes pretty good."
"My uncle, I'm very grateful. I did everything according to the leader's instructions."
Yu Qiurong showed a smile, feeling happy in her heart as she experienced the joy of cooking.
Anyone will feel happy after being praised, and she is no exception.
"Tap tap tap tap..."
At this time, Qian Cishan walked in quickly and said, "An worshiper, the Buddhist Vajra and the Universal Vajra are here and want to see you."
Yu Qiurong frowned, "Tomorrow is the day when the Emperor summons my uncle. Is there some reason why they came a day early?"
An Jing asked: "Where are they now?"
Qian Cishan replied: "Just in the living room."
"Then let's meet the two Vajras of Buddhism."
An Jing got up and walked towards the living room after hearing this.
Nowadays, the demon sect and the self have indeed made many enemies. It would be a good thing if they could make friends with the Buddhist sect.
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PS: Please give me a monthly ticket. I will try to get it before 8 o'clock tomorrow.