Chapter 264 The Great Zhou Dynasty's National Jade Seal
The next moment, a chill surged from his heart.
A ray of cold light struck him silently and at an extremely fast speed.
An Jing quickly used his ability to shrink to an inch and disappeared from the spot.
"Boom!"
All I saw was a huge barb stuck into the ground. Sand and dust flew suddenly, gravel exploded, and a huge pothole appeared where An Jing had just stayed.
"Um!?"
An Jing looked over and saw that it was a large scorpion one foot tall. This scorpion was completely black, but its eyes were glowing green, and the sharp barbs on its tail gave off a chilling light.
Alien beast!?
In the heaven and earth, there are some spiritual creatures that are blessed with some opportunities and fortunes, such as the swan, the thousand-year-old black anaconda, and the black scorpion in front of you is also a kind of strange beast.
The difference is that this black scorpion absorbed the evil energy and mutated.
"flutter!"
An Jing's body turned into a gust of wind, and he jumped directly onto Black Scorpion's back.
Black Scorpion naturally felt An Jing on his back, and the barbs on his tail stabbed towards An Jing crazily. The cold light condensed in the air, giving people a suffocating feeling.
"Bah!"
The barb and the blade collided violently, and Anjing suddenly felt a huge force pulling from the blade of the sword.
"This black scorpion is quite powerful."
An Jing dragged the Suppressing Evil Sword with both hands, frowning, and stepped on Black Scorpion's back.
One person and one scorpion kept pulling each other, no one wanted to give in, and the surging energy surged away.
Suddenly, Black Scorpion's eyes flashed with a ferocious light, and the big pliers in his hands suddenly pinched An Jing.
An Jing heard the sound of wind beside his ears, and pushed the sword forward fiercely, and the black scorpion's barb retracted rapidly.
An Jing grabbed the Suppressing Evil Sword, his palms flew quickly, and the Suppressing Evil Sword slid directly to the middle part of the black scorpion's undercut.
"Chichi!"
The sword blade was slashed flatly, with unparalleled sharpness. The black scorpion's barb was directly cut in half by An Jing's sword, and the black blood flew several feet high.
Black Scorpion made a sharp cry and rushed forward quickly.
An Jing immediately thrust the Evil Suppressing Sword heavily into Black Scorpion's back, glowing with the color of sparks, and the sharp sword tip directly pierced Black Scorpion's iron armor.
This is the sharpness of the Suppressing Evil Sword!
The black scorpion was stung, but its ferocity was aroused. A pair of green eyes even showed a hint of scarlet, and a strange roar came from its mouth.
At the same time, countless small black scorpions appeared around and swarmed towards An Jing.
Clang!
The evil-suppressing sword was fired continuously, hitting four times in front.
next moment!
Four cross sword lights rushed out, cutting the small black scorpion group into pieces, and filled the air with black rain.
Swordsmanship!
An Jing narrowed his eyes and slapped the evil-suppressing sword in his hand.
The sword light was unparalleled, turning into a stream of light and stabbing forward. The surrounding air overflowed, and the originally dark night sky became brighter.
"Boom!"
The Suppressing Evil Sword directly penetrated the Black Scorpion's body, and immediately black blood spattered out and sprinkled on the ground, making a "squeaking" sound. Then the Black Scorpion fell to the ground, twitched, and became motionless.
An Jing frowned slightly as he looked at the Suppressing Evil Sword that fell into his hand again.
At the same time, the black brilliance and purple brilliance in the book on the ground continued to intertwine and sparkle.
Before An Jing could recover, he saw the hillock shaking again, cracking in all directions with the stone tablet as the center.
Boom! Boom!
If you look closely, you will see that the shaking is not limited to the hills, but the entire White Bone Mountain.
"This is"
Such a strange movement shook the place for dozens of miles. Jun Qinglin also felt the violent shaking under his feet. He couldn't help but look forward. At the same time, he felt that the evil energy around him was gathering towards the White Bone Mountain.
An Jing looked at the mountains breaking apart in front of him, and felt the sinister aura like a tide in the dark cracks.
These evil spirits are so strong that even the masters dare not approach them rashly. Through these evil spirits, it seems that countless ghosts can be seen roaring.
In addition, there was a shocking sound of fighting that could be heard.
It was as if the battle between hundreds of thousands of troops was before our eyes, with soldiers clashing, horses hooves neighing, smoke and dust filling the sky, and countless blood and corpses.
At a glance, there was no end in sight, and in the end the bones piled up into a mountain.
This is White Bone Mountain!
It turns out that the White Bone Mountain is really a mountain range made of bones.
And these military spirits have always been at the foot of the mountain, accompanied by the Suppressing Evil Sword, seeming to be suppressing some unknown evil creature and suppressing the evil spirit surging in the mountain.
At this moment, the Suppressing Evil Sword was pulled out, and the evil spirit surged forward.
"Let's go!"
When An Jing saw this strange and horrifying scene, he felt a sudden chill in his heart. He stepped on the gravel with his soles and retreated into the distance.
It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!
boom!
The evil spirit rushed over like a big tangible hand, surging and agitating endlessly.
An Jing's "Nameless Heart Sutra" started to circulate, and a hot air flow suddenly surged around him, dispelling all the evil spirits approaching him.
But the evil energy was like a vast ocean, and the evil energy in front was melted, and soon the evil energy that came one after another invaded again.
"Boom! Boom!"
The evil spirit ahead turned into a violent storm and thousands of troops.
A little red light in the endless darkness is not worth mentioning at all.
Even though all the true energy in An Jing's body surged forward, it only blocked the Yin evil energy for a moment, and then the Yin evil energy surged in again, swallowing him up in an instant.
boom!
The red light disappeared, and the entire White Bone Mountain suddenly became calm.
When the evil spirit engulfed Anjing, there was no other feeling except a coldness, and before his eyes, his mind suddenly became dark.
After about three or four breaths, a light appeared in front of my eyes.
There was a dark patch of sky above the head, like an arctic night, with turbid air flowing.
The surrounding area was empty and there was no light at all.
The bare ground beneath your feet stretches for thousands of miles, stretching as far as the eye can see.
Through the black, turbid smoke, you can see a magnificent door with a heavy ancient charm.
The gate is a hundred feet high and dozens of feet wide. If Anjing wasn't still some distance away from the gate, he might not be able to see the whole thing clearly.
Next to the gate is an eerie place, and there are two stone carvings on both sides. The stone carvings have this weird, simple pattern carved on them.
"What is this place?"
An Jing glanced around, and the chill in his heart reached its peak, "Is this Fengdu?"
Feng is the place in charge of the life of all things. After death, the souls of all things in the world will be detained in the underworld, and all their good and evil deeds in the Yang world will end here.
As the saying goes, the living are in the Yang world, and the dead are in the underworld. There is a world in the Yang world and a world in the underworld.
The greatest thing in this world is life and death.
And An Jing was standing on the boundary between life and death at this moment.
"Wow!"
The book in his mind suddenly released the ultimate black brilliance.
The stronger the light is released, the closer it is to the black opportunity. The last time Di Shu released such extreme black brilliance, he was facing Jiang Shang.
Is everything here just a fantasy?
Or is it true?
An Jing looked at the ancient gate in front of him very calmly, and subconsciously touched the Suppressing Evil Sword at his waist.
His palms were empty, and there was no Suppressing Evil Sword on his waist.
"Are you really dead?"
Cold sweat broke out on An Jing's forehead, and his heart was beating rapidly.
There is no one in this world who is not afraid of death, especially those who are concerned.
"impossible"
An Jing became extremely calm in his heart, and his eyes narrowed into a slit. If he was really dead, how could the Book of Earth release a black light?
He walked forward and unknowingly came to the ancient gate.
People in front of this door seem insignificant, extremely insignificant.
An Jing placed his palm in front of the ancient gate and pushed hard without any hesitation.
For a moment, darkness flooded the top of his head. An Jing seemed to have lost consciousness, his breathing slowly stopped, and all the energy in his body was slowly drained away.
He seemed to be able to see that his body was slowly sinking into darkness.
It was as if my eyes could see a subtle light, and my ears could hear the sound of fighting.
Anjing's soul and body gradually separated.
The whole body seemed to fall into darkness, but it was not absolute darkness.
A road appeared in front of him, with flowers growing on both sides of the road. Then there was a huge noise, which almost shattered his eardrums.
Then, An Jing clearly saw some kind of huge object, and it seemed that he couldn't see the edge.
A strong light is reflected in front of the road, making people feel no fear, fear, or nervousness, but only incomparable peace.
There may be countless farewells in a lifetime, but the most shocking thing is farewell in death.
That is saying goodbye to yourself.
"Crack——!"
The ancient door was opened.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The moment the door was pushed open, An Jing also opened his eyes.
Unknowingly, he walked around the gate of hell.
He was in the middle of the White Bone Mountain, and the faint sunlight was shining down from above. At this moment, the White Bone Mountain collapsed and the ground was in a mess, and the white bones all over the ground were exposed and shocking.
An Jing's whole body was enveloped in a sinister aura, as if he was in darkness.
There seemed to be a bright light in front of him. It was a human figure, it was Jun Qinglin. At this moment, he was also enveloped in a strong sinister aura and could not move an inch.
With such a strong Yin evil spirit, even Five Qi masters like Jun Qinglin are powerless.
There was a strange sound in the evil spirit, and a huge black shadow covered the front, as if it was going to cover the sun in the sky.
"It turns out it was you who caused the trouble."
An Jing looked at the ghost in front of him, the "Nameless Heart Sutra" started to circulate, and then the evil-suppressing sword on his waist moved forward.
"Chi!"
The huge evil energy around him dissipated.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
In the dark mist ahead, the sound of thousands of troops and horses came again, and the exciting sound of fighting echoed throughout the White Bone Mountain.
An Jing saw the dark area in front of him. It was overwhelming and there was no end in sight. They were countless sergeants. They were the military souls of the Zhou Dynasty that had not dissipated after hundreds of years of death.
At this moment, they were standing in front of An Jing, roaring towards the evil spirit ahead like a vast ocean of water.
The souls of thousands of troops were dissolved in the evil spirit, but the countless souls were still brave and rushed forward without fear of death. This was their only fate.
At the beginning, they failed to defend the Lingping City, failed to defend the last city of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and failed to defend the royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
This grief and anger is the reason why their spirits have not dissipated for a long time.
Now, they face the same choice again.
No matter whether you are in good or bad times this time, you must move forward with your head held high and you will not leave any regrets!
If thorns abound, cut through them.
"kill--!"
The sound of killing shook the heaven and earth, and no one retreated.
A warrior with a golden sword and an iron horse, he can swallow thousands of miles like a tiger!
I saw countless military souls rushing towards the Yin evil aura ahead. Even if they melted into the Yin evil aura, they did not flinch at all.
Brave and not afraid of death!
The soul melts, this is real death!
It's as if they have stayed in this world for hundreds of years just to wait for this moment.
An Jing looked at the scene in front of him and couldn't help but feel a different emotion in his heart.
Jun Qinglin walked to An Jing's side and said slowly: "This evil spirit should be caused by you pulling out the evil-suppressing sword. These military souls should work with the evil-suppressing sword to suppress the evil spirit of White Bone Mountain. And this evil spirit is not born from the military soul."
The scene that happened on the White Bone Mountain naturally attracted hundreds of thousands of people around Lingping City. Many people raised their heads and looked at the dark clouds rising from the White Bone Mountain in surprise, and the Youdu City stood among the dark clouds.
The faint lantern hangs high in the red building, which is a beautiful tower standing in the sky.
"That's it"
When ordinary people saw this, their faces were shocked and inexplicable, and everyone was frightened.
Fengdu!
The rumored fermentation actually appeared!
"Emperor Ziwei has appeared."
I saw an old man kneeling down tremblingly.
When the people around saw this, they all knelt down with extremely pious expressions.
In the White Bone Mountain, white bones are everywhere, and the evil spirit continues to gather, forming a black vortex.
An Jing looked at the Suppressing Evil Sword in his hand, and then glanced at the military soul above that rushed into the evil spirit. Suddenly, he felt a purple brilliance floating in the crack.
At this time, the black opportunities in the Book of Earth have also disappeared, leaving only the purple opportunities.
An Jing walked up to the crack in the ground and looked down. Under the faint sunlight, he could see a piece of simple jade below.
Like a seal.
"Wow!"
An Jing sucked his palm, causing the jade to float upwards due to the suction force, and finally fell into his palm.
The jade seal is extremely strange.
"Is this the royal seal of the Zhou Dynasty?"
Jun Qinglin looked at the jade seal in An Jing's hand with a glint in his eyes.
After Lengping was breached, Emperor Yan searched for several months but failed to find the imperial seal. In the end, he had no choice but to give up. It turned out that the imperial seal was in the White Bone Mountain.
"It should be."
The moment An Jing held the jade seal, the purple chance on the earth book also disappeared.
This shows that this jade seal is purple.
Jun Qinglin whispered: "That's it."
These 700,000 military souls are all soldiers of the previous Zhou Dynasty, and An Jing has the blood of the Zhou Dynasty royal family, so it is only natural that this jade seal falls into his hands.
Anjing's true energy was poured into Yuxi.
"Whoosh!"
The jade seal flashed with a faint golden light and flew towards the sky.
In a daze, the golden light of the jade seal grew bigger and bigger, covering the entire White Bone Mountain like it covered the sky and the sun.
The huge Yin evil energy dispersed and fled as if it had encountered a nemesis, and was eventually absorbed by Fengdu.
As the evil spirit dissipates, the coldness of White Bone Mountain is dissipating, and the temperature between heaven and earth is slowly rising.
The dazzling sunshine once again shined on this land, making it warm and pleasant, and it was once again full of life.
At the same time, countless military souls on the White Bone Mountain looked in the direction of An Jing, and then all knelt down.
At a glance, there is only the black sky, which is boundless and has no end.
There was no talking or sound.
But this scene looked so spectacular and terrifying that even Jun Qinglin was shocked.
An Jing subconsciously took a step forward and looked at the dark military spirit in front of him.
At this moment, there was a sound of thunder in his heart.
The next moment, these military spirits didn't pay any attention and headed towards Fengdu in mid-air.
The army moved into action with such majestic momentum that the sky and the earth were connected together.
An Jing watched the military spirits pouring into Fengdu, then glanced at the jade seal in his hand, "I didn't expect this jade seal to be such a rare treasure."
There are many unique and rare treasures in the world, such as the Tianzun Dharma Mirror and the Heaven-turning Seal made by the Demon Sect imitating the jade seal handed down from the Great Qin Dynasty. They are all the most precious treasures of the sect and are extremely precious.
The jade seal passed down from the Zhou Dynasty not only symbolized identity and status, but was also a powerful offensive treasure.
Jun Qinglin couldn't help but secretly thought: "This Jade Seal is not weaker than Fantian Seal at all, and is even a bit stronger. This boy is indeed a man of great luck. Coming to White Bone Mountain this time is obviously extremely dangerous, but in the end not only did he get it together,
With the Suppressing Evil Sword and this rare treasure, his strength must have greatly increased. If he waits until he reaches the three qi levels, apart from the five qi masters, there won't be many people in the world who can match him."
At this time, Fengdu in the sky also became illusory, and then disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared before.
The entire Baigu Mountain was silent.
An Jing whispered: "Great Elder, there really is Fengdu in this world."
Jun Qinglin also looked at the sky and said: "It really does exist. This is the first time I have seen it. If you want to pry into its secrets, I am afraid you have to become a true immortal."
The Grand Master is known as a semi-immortal, that is, a terrestrial god, so isn’t a true immortal still above the Grand Master?
Throughout the ages, there have been people who have reached the realm of the Grand Master, and the realm above the Grand Master is even rumored in the world. As to whether there is such a realm, it is all people's conjecture and speculation.
An Jing touched the jade seal in his hand and said, "From now on, Lingping City will be completely peaceful again."
Three days later, Jiangnan Road.
The Yuzhou River where the water meets the sun, the boats in the misty rain, the birds floating in the mist and the riverside are lower than the rough water in the north, but more interesting. Everything seems soft, clear, clean and spotless.
In the awning boat, An Jing and Jun Qinglin were sitting opposite each other.
Looking at Yuzhou City where he had lived for decades, An Jing felt filled with sadness.
During this year, he visited places such as Dongluo Pass, the bitter cold land of the Russell tribe, Jinghai City on the extremely difficult island, and even the flowery Jade City.
But I still miss the mist and rain in Yuzhou City.
Jun Qinglin held the wine glass and looked at the flowing water on the bridge with a somewhat leisurely expression.
At this moment, the boat slowly floated past Datong Tea House and arrived at the entrance of Jishi Hall.
"Woof woof! woof woof!"
Suddenly, a barking sound sounded.
An Jing followed the sound and saw a black dog barking excitedly on the shore. Then he turned around and barked twice more. As if he couldn't control his emotions, he jumped into the river with a splash and headed towards this person.
Come by the side tour.
Little black guy!?
An Jing recognized it at a glance. Isn't this the little black boy adopted by Tan Yun?
At this time, the little black boy was much longer than before, but due to breed reasons, no matter how big he was, he couldn't get much bigger. He just looked like a bench dog.
I saw the little black boy swimming quickly to the side of the boat, looking at An Jing with excited eyes.
An Jing stretched out his hand and picked up the little black boy, "Are you not dead yet?"
Jun Qinglin put down the wine glass in his hand and said with a smile: "There are also delicacies delivered to your door. What a coincidence, there is just one dish to go with the wine."
Naturally, Little Hei Zai didn't understand what the two of them were saying, so he kept circling An Jing, his tail wagging excitedly.
An Jing touched the little black boy's head with his palm and said with a smile: "It looks like you have gained a lot of weight. I haven't treated you badly by quitting sex."
The little black boy whined and screamed, biting An Jing's trouser leg, and kept jumping up and down, showing his excitement.
At this time, a small boat floated over, and a man in black came over and whispered: "An worshiper, there is news."
"speak."
"The imperial court of the State of Yan is preparing for the Zhongshan Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony. Lin Yiyang has already spread the word that he will participate in the Dulu Conference. In addition, many swordsmen will also participate, including the older generation and the new generation of swordsmen."
"Is there any news about the Sword Demon?"
An Jing asked.
Not long ago, the Holy Vajra had returned to Buddhism, and the news that the Sword Demon was still alive had spread throughout the world in the past few days, causing waves in the entire world.
After all, no one in the world thought that the sword demon who had disappeared for so long was still alive. Many people believed that the sword demon had already passed away in Houjin.
Moreover, the sword demon severely damaged the Supreme Vajra as soon as he took action, which is enough to show that his strength is still above that of the Supreme Vajra and has improved compared to when he disappeared.
For a time, with the reappearance of martial arts myths such as the Sword Demon, discussions about the best swordsman in the world were aroused.
Who is the best swordsman in the world!?
Some people insist that it is the Ghost Swordsman, but more people think that it is the Sword Demon. After all, the Sword Demon severely damaged Vajra. Although Vajra used secret techniques to escape, the strength of the Sword Demon is far superior to Vajra.
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Moreover, decades ago, Sword Demon's swordsmanship was in the sixth realm. Now, after so many years, his swordsmanship has reached the peak of the sixth realm.
No matter how talented the ghost swordsman is, he still cannot be a match for the best swordsman in the world.
Some people also think that the Ghost Swordsman is the best swordsman in the world, because King Kong was also defeated in his hands, and he was defeated in an honest and fair manner. Even Ye Ding died in such a dangerous battle on Blue Sky Island, but he still survived.
However, in this discussion, both sides have their own reasons, but the Ghost Swordsman and the Sword Demon have not fought, and it is not clear which one is stronger and which one is weaker.
However, due to the appearance of the Sword Demon, there has been a wave of enthusiasm for the title of the best swordsman in the world.
"No."
The Renzong spy shook his head, "This person seems to have disappeared again, without any news."
"Hide your head and show your tail, sooner or later it will appear."
An Jing smiled lightly and said, "Is there any other news?"
"There are two other very important pieces of news. One is the enshrinement of the Shuangmu Forest that we should pay attention to."
The expression of the Renzong master sank and he said: "Just half a month ago, something happened in Shuangmu Forest. Many masters in Shuangmu Villa died tragically. Liu Qingshan, who had been detained, was rescued by a mysterious master. Then the mysterious master took Liu Qingshan with him.
After entering the Cao Gang's helm, the fake Liu Qingshan was killed. It turned out to be Chen Wentian, the once famous ghost with a thousand faces in the world. The poisonous man Guo Yuchun escaped by taking advantage of the chaos. Then Liu Qingshan sent out a post about the alliance of five gangs. Wangjing
Chen Wandou from Hai also responded to the call. It seems that the Five Gangs Alliance is about to be established."
Regarding the Cao Gang, An Jing has never forgotten that the real leader of the Cao Gang, Liu Qingshan, has been trapped in Shuangmu Forest.
Mu Xiaoyun, the leader of the Suzaku Seat, is Liu Qingshan's wife. An Jing also plans to wait until the demon sect returns to rescue the real Liu Qingshan, and use the Caobang's power in Jiangnan Road and other places to better spread the religion.
After all, strong dragons cannot overwhelm local snakes, not to mention that the Cao Gang, one of the five gangs, is still quite prestigious in the world.
Now, I didn’t expect that someone with good intentions would get there first, and it seems that the person behind it also has a good background.
The Five Gangs Alliance has never been successful because Chen Wandou of Wangjinghai disagreed with the matter. Now the fake Liu Qingshan had just agreed to the matter after his death, which was obviously a plan.
"This person is most likely the second prince."
An Jing narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself.
At the beginning, the Demon Sect and Tianji Pavilion also planned to kill the fake Liu Qingshan, but they were stopped by An Jing due to some strange combination of circumstances.
According to the Renzong intelligence, Chen Wandou also secretly fell in love with the second prince. With various clues connected, it is not difficult to guess the person behind this.
An Jing asked: "Any other news?"
The Renzong spy quickly leaned over and said: "It's the news from the leader. She said that Hou Jin was making frequent moves and that the army was showing signs of departure. She hoped that An Zongfeng and the great elder would rush back to Dongluo Pass as soon as possible."
An Jing raised his eyebrows slightly. Although he had long expected that Hou Jin would take action against Dongluo Pass, he did not expect it to happen so quickly.
"Okay, I understand, you go down first."
The Renzong master clasped his fists and then slowly retreated.
An Jing touched the little black boy's head and whispered to himself: "Winter is coming soon. The road will be icy and slippery and it will be difficult for horses to run. This should be Hou Jin's dubious plan, but he has to
Defend."
"Woof woof! woof woof!"
At this time, the little black boy barked at Jun Qinglin, seeming to remember the unkind look in his eyes just now.
Jun Qinglin stared at Little Heizi with big eyes and smiled, "This dog is quite smart. Are you going to take it back to Dongluo Pass?"
An Jing rubbed the hair on the little black boy and looked at the mountain top in the distance, "The journey is too far, so let him stay here. Before that, I want to visit an old friend first."
I haven’t seen Han Wenxin for a long time, and I don’t know how he is doing at Faxi Temple.
"Go back and take good care of your home."
After getting off the boat, An Jing put the little black boy on the side of the road, then gave a few instructions and walked towards Sanmiao Mountain.
Little Hei Zai whimpered and shouted from behind, but never followed. He just looked at An Jing's retreating back, then sat down and licked his hair.
On the stone steps, there was an endless stream of people coming and going.
An Jing couldn't help but say when he saw this: "Buddhism has become prosperous."
Jun Qinglin said calmly: "This means that troubled times are coming."
An Jing was shocked and agreed very much with Jun Qinglin's words.
In troubled times, Buddhism thrives in the world. The more chaotic the world is, the more suffering there will be in the world.
With that said, the two of them arrived at Sanmiao Mountain, when a figure happened to appear not far away.
He was a novice monk of about ten years old, good-looking, handsome at a young age, wearing a light gray monk's robe, holding a wooden fish and a wooden fish hammer in his hand.
Jun Qinglin sent a message: "This little monk seems to be not simple."
There was a trace of surprise in his eyes. The monk in front of him, who was about ten years old, had reached the level of a master.
Logically speaking, the average master's aura can be restrained, and people at the same level or even two or three smaller realms will find it difficult to feel the aura fluctuations, but Jun Qinglin can easily detect the aura of the young monk in front of him.
Firstly, it was because his cultivation level was much higher than that of the young monk in front of him, and secondly, it was because the young monk's cultivation level was so light, which was obviously achieved through some kind of secret method.
This little monk is none other than Fa Wu.
An Jing chuckled lightly, "Master Fawu, we meet again."
"Donor, you are polite."
When Fawu saw Anjing, he put his hands together.
Through Buddhist information, he also knew that the former doctor of Jishitang was the ghost swordsman of the Demon Sect, which shocked his heart.
After all, anyone who hears this story will find it a bit absurd and bizarre.
An Jing glanced at Fa Wu and said: "Master's cultivation has improved again, which is gratifying."
The last time I saw Dharma Enlightenment, I was still at the first level. I didn’t expect that it had only been so long before I reached the Grand Master level. It seems that Dharma Enlightenment is indeed not simple.
However, Fawu looked a little solemn and said: "My cultivation level is different from that of the donor. It came easily and is not worth mentioning."
Others only know that he has reached the level of Grandmaster, but he himself knows how this level of cultivation came about. What should he be proud of?
The two looked at each other, An Jing's eyes were calm, and Fa Wu's eyes were also extremely calm.
An Jing knew that this matter was related to Buddhist secrets, so he immediately asked: "I wonder if Monk Jingse is here?"
Fawu shook his head and said, "The donor came at the wrong time. My disciple went down the mountain to wash his hair."
"shampoo?"
An Jing and Jun Qinglin looked at each other.
Do bald monks still wash their hair?
Fawu explained at the side: "Jese comes from a well-off family and loves charity. He said that there are many poor women at the foot of the mountain who work very hard every day. When he goes down the mountain to wash his hair, he will give some alms."
An Jing said quietly: "He is a famous and kind man."
Only honest people like Fa Wu would be deceived by Han Wenxin.
In the end, An Jing couldn't see Han Wenxin, so he stood up and left.
On the way down the mountain.
An Jing thought of Fawu and frowned: "That monk Fawu has a special physique. He seems to be able to continuously absorb relics to improve his cultivation."
Relics, generally relics are bone relics, which can only be born after eminent monks in the realm of Bodhisattvas sit down and pass away. However, not all eminent monks have relics produced after they pass away.
Therefore, relics are considered extremely rare treasures even in Buddhism.
An Jing once absorbed two relics and was very aware of the efficacy and power of these relics.
But relics cannot be absorbed continuously. Even after Anjing absorbed two relics, he found it difficult to absorb more relics to improve his cultivation.
From Fawu's body, he felt the breath of the majestic relic.
If we continue to absorb relics, to what extent will our cultivation level eventually improve?
Buddhism has put all its treasures on this one person who has enlightened the Dharma.
Jun Qinglin narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "It's indeed a bit strange. This Buddhist sect also needs to be careful."
All forces in the world have their own plans, and this eminent Buddhist monk who usually practices in the temple also has his own plans.
Although the Demonic Sect and Buddhism have temporarily formed an alliance, who can guarantee that Buddhism will not stand against the Demonic Sect in the future?
"Let's go back."
An Jing glanced at Sanmiao Mountain, then shook his head
Jade City, Imperial Palace.
In the queen's palace, the plump and colorful Zuo Linglong was lying on the beauty couch, revealing her smooth and white thighs, and holding a small wine glass in her hand.
"Mother!"
At this time, a crisp voice sounded, and Zhao Xuening was seen walking over in a hurry.
Zuo Linglong looked at her only daughter and couldn't help but sigh: "What else happened?"
Zhao Xuening said coquettishly: "Mother, I heard that the second brother went to find Old Man Lu."
She was very smart and knew that Zhao Mengtai went to Lu Guoyong to discuss her marriage with Zhou Xianming, the number one scholar. Although her mother liked Zhou Xianming very much, she didn't like it.
"Yes, Mengtai has gone."
Zuo Linglong shook her wine glass and said calmly: "But Zhou Xianming refused that time. He said he didn't want to be the prince-in-law."
When Zhao Xuening heard this, he looked relieved.
"During the imperial examination, I met Zhou Xianming." Zuo Linglong sat up, her chest trembling, and then put the wine glass in her hand on the table, "Judging from the way the Queen Mother looks at men, he will definitely be a figure in the future.
If you are complacent now, you may regret it in the future."
When Zhao Xuening heard this, he quickly asked: "Queen Mother, you have a very good eye for men, what do you think will happen to An Jing in the future?"
When Zuo Linglong heard this, she couldn't help but think of the white-robed swordsman of Tianwu Sect that day. After a long time, she said, "But he is a married man."
Zhao Xuening looked at Zuo Linglong seriously and said, "What's wrong with the married man? Mother, don't you always tell me that you have to fight for what you want. If you don't fight for it, it will never be yours."
If she doesn't try to fight for it, she always feels that she will regret it in the future.
Zuo Linglong was greatly moved. If it was An Jing, it seemed that His Majesty was quite satisfied with him.
Zuo Linglong asked: "What do you want to do?"
When Zhao Xuening heard this, his face turned slightly red and he said, "Please teach me, Queen Mother."
She just knew she wanted to do it, but she didn't know how to do it.
"If you want to capture a man's heart, you must first understand him."
Zuo Linglong chuckled lightly and said, "Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you be victorious in every battle."
Zhao Xuening thought for a while and said: "I heard from my second brother that he likes to listen to music on the hook."
"Oh man."
Zuo Linglong sneered when she heard this, and then said: "But if you know his shortcomings, it will be much easier to handle."
Zhao Xuening's eyes suddenly lit up, "What does the Queen Mother mean?"
When Zuo Linglong heard this, she glared at Zhao Xuening fiercely, "What kind of women are there in Goulan Land? How can they compare with you?"
Speaking of this, Zuo Linglong felt that something was wrong with what she said. How could she compare her daughter with the woman from Goulan Land?
Zuo Linglong took a deep breath, "You have to find an opportunity to get close to him and seduce him with your beauty. It's hard for a man to hold on, unless something happens."
Zhao Xuening asked quickly: "Unless what?"
Zuo Linglong said: "Unless you are not a man."
Zhao Xuening let out a long sigh and said, "But he is in the world, and I am in the palace. It is extremely difficult to see him."
Zuo Linglong slowly walked to her daughter and said, "There is a way to see him when you want to see him."
"what way?"
Zuo Linglong's lips were close to her earlobe, her voice was very low, "If you sit in your father's position, wouldn't it be easy to meet someone?"
Zhao Xuening's heart moved, but she raised her brows slightly and said in a low voice: "Mother, you can't say this nonsense."
Zuo Linglong smiled and said no more.
Houjin, Tianshui City.
There was a great battle between Hou Jin and the State of Yan. In the end, Later Jin lost the strength of two banners. There were 13 banners in total, which was reduced to two banners at once. For Hou Jin, it was not a loss of vitality, but it was still a big trauma.
The Houjin Dynasty has developed extremely rapidly in the past few decades, not only the economy and trade, but also the numerous tribes. The population has also undergone tremendous changes compared to the past forty years. It is not difficult to find two new tribes to replace them. It is rare that they can be gathered together in a short time.
into an army of 200,000.
Under dim light.
A map is slowly being laid out on the table. The maps of Yan State, Hou Jin Dynasty, Dongluo Pass, Zhao State, Nanman and many other forces are clearly marked on the map.
Zong Zhengyue looked at the map in front of her with an extremely solemn look in her eyes.
Suomingfu Zeng Zhen walked in slowly and said: "Princess."
Zong Zhengyue asked: "Has her information arrived?"
Zeng Zhen took out the letter in his arms and said: "This is the location of the Demon Sect's 60,000 black-armored troops, the granary and other locations, as well as the intelligence information of many Demon Sect masters."
A glint appeared in Zong Zhengyue's eyes, "Very good."
Zeng Zhen asked cautiously: "Princess, do you really want it this time?"
After all, Hou Jin was defeated by the Yan State, and suffered a defeat in Sanfeng. Now he is launching a war. If he wins, it will be okay, but if he loses, it will be a huge blow.
"Put your heart in your belly."
Zong Zhengyue had a confident smile on her lips, "The most powerful force in the Demon Sect is not the 60,000 black-armored army, but the martial arts masters who come and go without a trace. I have been prepared for this time. Their Demon Sect has masters. Could it be that I
Is the back money gone?”
The Demon Cult is terrifying. When the two armies faced each other, the masters of the Demon Cult were suddenly beheaded. If it were based on war alone, Dongluo Pass's only 60,000 to 70,000 soldiers would have been destroyed long ago.
Zeng Zhen was shocked and didn't say anything anymore. When Hou Jin went south, he would definitely have a great battle with the Demon Sect. It would only be a matter of time.
Zong Zhengyue looked at Dongluo Pass on the ground, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and then he clenched his hands fiercely