On the secluded mountain, there are luxuriant trees, green bamboos, steep mountain walls, and surging rivers.
After Yu Qiurong arrived, An Jing explained to her, packed up some belongings, and planned to take Li Fuzhou to Yujing City.
Above the mountain road, there are white clouds. Looking around the peaks, the clouds and mist are shrouded. The tops of each mountain peak out of the clouds and mist, like hibiscus emerging from the water.
Li Fuzhou frowned and said, "Uncle, I'm afraid it won't be that easy to get to Yujing City."
The current situation in Yujing City is very chaotic. In addition, the Yan Dynasty is facing the eyes of all countries. It can be said that it is really experiencing internal and external troubles. At this time, we must use both hard and soft methods.
Otherwise, once something happens to Yujing City, the Southern Barbarians and the Zhao army will come northward, and the Yan Dynasty will fall into a huge crisis.
If there are no intact eggs under the overturned nest, the universe will also be implicated.
An Jing nodded and said, "I know, let's go to Yujing City first."
Li Fuzhou nodded and then said nothing.
The two of them walked down the mountain. At this moment, An Jing found a woman sitting on a stone in the forest.
She has a fair and clean face, soft and thin skin, long and picturesque eyebrows, and twinkling eyes like stars. There is a small mouth under the bridge of her small nose with thin lips. The whole face is delicate and beautiful, so refined.
There is simply no trace of human fireworks.
She was wearing a white floral blouse, a white pleated skirt, and a blue sword in her hand. She was sitting there, dignified and cool, like a snow lotus in the snow-capped mountains, spotless.
This woman is none other than Dai Ling from the Five Poison Sect.
Among the many women An Jing has seen, there are five women who are unique in their beauty, namely Zhao Qingmei, Zuo Linglong, Zhao Xuening, Li Yue, and the last one is Dai Ling in front of him.
However, compared to anyone I have seen, I have never faced the strange Dai Ling in front of me.
If the Five Poison Sect had not joined the Demon Cult, then the two people would have just had some grudges. But now that Dai Ling has brought the Five Poison Sect back to Tianwaitian, the entanglement between them has become very strange.
Li Fuzhou saw this and said, "Uncle, I'll leave this matter to you."
After saying that, Li Fuzhou walked quickly towards the foot of the mountain.
Old fox!
An Jing looked at Li Fuzhou's back and cursed in his heart, then looked at Dai Ling and said, "Miss Dai, we meet again."
Dai Ling looked at An Jing in front of him, his cold face unchanged.
She naturally remembered this face. It couldn't even be described as impressive. It had already been drawn in her mind.
An Jing's portrait still hangs in front of her bed, and there is no man she wants to kill so much.
Two years ago, the Great Elder of the Five Poison Sect, Tian Cansou, died at the hands of An Jing and Li Fuzhou. Dai Ling secretly vowed to avenge Zhang Zhixing and practiced in seclusion day and night, suffering countless hardships.
It was the encouragement of An Jing in front of her that allowed her cultivation to reach the realm of first-grade earth flowers in just two years. But looking back, the gap between the two people's strength is getting wider and wider.
Dai Ling took a deep breath and said, "The first time we met was in Yuzhou City, right?"
An Ding nodded and said, "That's right."
Dai Ling pursed his lips and said, "The second time was at the Five Poison Sect."
She would clearly remember every time she saw An Jing, even his every move and demeanor.
An Ding nodded and said nothing.
"the third time......"
Dai Ling shook his head, "Forget it, it's not important anymore."
An Jing repeated Dai Ling's words, "Yes, it's not important anymore."
The two looked at each other. An Jing's eyes were calm, but Dai Ling's heart trembled for some reason, "Then what do you say is the most important thing?"
An Jing said: "Living well in this world is more important than anything else."
Dai Ling was silent for a long time after hearing this, and then said: "Master Feng once told his father that if he dies, the Five Poison Sect will completely return to the outer world and hand over the "Five Poison Jue", the secret method to control the sect, but my father did not do that.
He doesn’t want his life’s hard work to be wasted like this.”
An Jing asked: "Then why did you return to Tianwaitian with the Five Poison Sect?"
"In these troubled times, I know that I cannot hold on to such a huge foundation. The Seven Sects of Great Yan enjoy the glory, but how many people know the suffering behind it?"
Dai Ling looked at An Jing and said quietly: "And I have already seen through this talk of fighting for fame and wealth."
Zhang Zhixing is dead, Feng Lingyue is dead, and Dai Danshu is dead.
Who in this world will not die and who cannot die?
I will die for this world every day.
An Jing was silent for a long time after hearing this.
This huge river and lake is like a quagmire. I still remember the first time I met Dai Ling. It seemed that he had not yet set foot in this river and lake, and he was still the carefree doctor of Yuzhou City.
When did you enter this world?
Is it to be worshiped by the devil?
Or when you married the leader of the Demon Cult?
Or was it when I got the book from the ground earlier?
This river and lake is like a quagmire. If you fall into it, it is impossible to escape unscathed. They will leave something behind in this river and lake.
Some people left behind feelings, some left behind hatred, some left behind blood, and some left behind their lives.
"Don't worry, the grievances between you and me are just like the Five Poison Sect and Tianwaitian."
Dai Ling grabbed a handful of fallen leaves, then let them go lightly, "Let's just scatter them like this."
As the breeze blows, the scattered fallen leaves continue to fly with the wind, forming a different kind of scenery.
When they first met, the two fought, leaving entangled seeds. Later, it almost became a wonderful story in Wu Du Sect. Later, An Jing continued to take root in Dai Ling's heart and became her lingering memory.
Obsession...
The story is full of twists and turns, the people are complex, and the mood is ups and downs, but the deep-rooted obsession cannot be dissipated.
An Jing sighed: "I must have heard many people's stories about this wind."
Dai Ling nodded and said, "Yes, I must have heard many, many people's stories."
The two of them didn't speak anymore, and the scene suddenly became silent.
It was as if their stories and grievances were blowing away with the wind.
Dai Ling was also relieved.
Let go of one thought and feel at ease.
An Jing chuckled, "Actually, I'm not afraid of you killing me, I'm more afraid that you will fall in love with me."
Dai Ling looked into An Jing's eyes, which became increasingly cold.
The air suddenly became colder.
"Just kidding, see you later."
An Jing smiled, waved his hand, and walked towards the foot of the mountain.
Looking at the figure that suddenly turned around, Dai Ling felt a different kind of emotion, as if something had been withdrawn from her body.
Her hatred was gone, and the belief that supported her disappeared.
At this moment she was a little at a loss.
Her beautiful eyes looked at the back figure, a soft light flashed in her cold eyes, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised unconsciously.
The wind is still spinning, as if it never stops.
The story continues, but with a new beginning.
........
Yujing City, Yuhua Villa.
Now the entire Jade City is in the vortex of public opinion, and the seemingly calm surface has long been undercurrent.
Some people believe this rumor, but some people sneer at the news. After all, who would have thought that Zhao Zhiwu, who had just become the grand master, would be seriously injured by a mysterious master and was about to die. It is simply a big joke in the world.
Who can hurt the Grand Master?
Who can hurt the Emperor of Yan?
If there really is a great master, why doesn't he show up?
However, the news spread like wildfire, and there was no refutation of the rumor. The Emperor of Yan, Zhao Zhiwu, might have neglected government affairs for a long time, which made many people who didn't believe it slowly begin to believe it.
When the majority of people believe it, it slowly becomes a real thing.
As the prince's villa, it was very lively during this period. There was an endless stream of people coming, including aristocrats from aristocratic families, descendants of feudal officials, or civil and military officials above the court.
The lowest position is a second-grade official above the temple, which shows the nobility of the person who comes here. Some people even jokingly call Yuhua Courtyard a small imperial court.
As for why the Yuhua Courtyard is so lively, apart from the legitimate identity of Prince Zhao Chongyin, there is another important reason. Qiu Heng, the Pingyang Guard who defends Yujing City, is a well-known princeling.
In other words, this prince holds the most important military power.
As long as Zhao Zhiwu really dies and goes to the west, who can stop Prince Zhao Chongyin from ascending the throne and proclaiming himself emperor?
Therefore, in the eyes of the world and the officials of the dynasty, it was natural for the prince to be the crown prince, and he was expected to come to commend his loyalty before he was fully enthroned.
Today, two extraordinary guests came to Yuhua Villa.
The visitors were two Taoists. On the left was an old Taoist. He was wearing an ordinary Taoist robe and his expression was calm and calm, even a bit leisurely. Next to him was a slightly younger Taoist priest with a face like a crown of jade.
He is so heroic that even if he is dressed in plain clothes, it is still difficult for people to take their eyes away.
These two people were Luo Chongyang and Xiao Qianqiu.
Zhao Chongyin greeted him with a big smile: "National Master, Taoist Master Luo, please come in quickly."
Xiao Qianqiu said: "No need to be too polite."
The three of them arrived at the living room and sat down one by one according to their seats.
Zhao Chongyin laughed and said: "The national master killed ten southern barbarian masters with his own strength, which made the southern barbarians frightened by the news. The army even stopped and did not dare to cross the thunder pool. Even when I heard about it in Yujing City, my blood couldn't help but surge up.
I am very excited.”
Xiao Qianqiu chuckled lightly, "Ten masters are not as good as one five-qi master, so what does this little credit mean to me?"
Who killed the Five Qi Master?
Only the Ghost Swordsman killed Taiyin Kui and Jiang Shang in Beiyuan. Although Jiang Shang became a Five Qi master by absorbing immortal blood, and his prestige in the world is not as good as that of Taiyin Kui, he is still a Five Qi master.
The two Five Qi Masters both died at the hands of An Jing. If there is a master who is more famous in the world recently, it must be the Ghost Swordsman.
Zhao Chongyin nodded, "An Jing is indeed a genius of the Demon Sect. In just two years, he can reach the current strength from the first-level realm. In his hands, it is impossible for the Demon Sect to restore the style of the Great Qin Dynasty."
When the Demon Sect was founded, it called itself Tianwaitian, and it was a sect that was superior to the Qin Dynasty.
Speaking of this, Zhao Chongyin looked at the Imperial Master Xiao Qianqiu, as if he wanted to see some emotions.
There was nothing strange in those eyes as plain as water, and they were not moved by Zhao Chongyin's words at all, "The Ghost Swordsman is definitely a peerless genius, and only in this time of great changes in the world, such a person will appear."
As he spoke, Xiao Qianqiu took a sip of tea.
Like a spring breeze, the waves are calm.
Luo Chongyang nodded. Everyone has his or her destiny, as if it has been predetermined somewhere, but some people are not. They are born to change the direction of the situation. In Xuanmen's hexagrams, this kind of destiny
are called variables.
The Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, and one of them escapes.
There are fifty avenues of heaven and earth, but there are only forty-nine avenues derived from heaven and earth, and humans can only follow one of them. Even if the avenue of heaven is incomplete, everything has a glimmer of hope.
No one can tell whether this life force is good or bad.
Zhao Chongyin was also involved in hexagrams and said immediately: "The Imperial Master thinks he is a variable?"
Xiao Qianqiu smiled and said: "He is a variable, you are a variable, Pindao is also a variable, and anyone in the world can be a variable."
Zhao Chongyin pondered for a long time, "Variables are relative."
Xiao Qianqiu said: "No one has remained unchanged since ancient times."
"What the Imperial Preceptor said is true, just like me and the Imperial Preceptor."
Zhao Chongyin said seriously: "So there may have been some misunderstandings about our state religion before, but now I support Taoism becoming the state religion."
Luo Chongyang narrowed his eyes and took a deep look at Zhao Chongyin.
These words undoubtedly indicated to Xiao Qianqiu that Zhao Chongyin recognized Zhenyi Sect as a Taoist sect and supported Xiao Qianqiu in becoming the master of the Taoist sect.
This is a naked show of goodwill, not even hidden at all.
This scene is very similar to what happened to Ye Ding and Zhao Zhiwu back then.
And Ye Ding took this right step. Over the past forty years, the Zhenyi Sect has become the most popular in Dayan. It has completely suppressed the arrogance of the Demonic Sect and shocked the entire world.
Forty years have passed, and now the same drama of seizing the direct descendants has appeared, and they are still wooing the True One Sect, and the True One Sect's opponent is still the Demon Sect.
Xiao Qianqiu nodded slightly, "Pindao plans to go to Zhenliu Xuan and restore the style of Xuanmen."
Zhenyi Sect is not Xuanmen, but one of the three branches. The reorganization of Xuanmen is Xiao Qianqiu's lifelong hope.
Zhao Chongyin's eyes lit up and he said quickly: "Okay, I will give my full support to the Imperial Master."
Xiao Qianqiu made a Taoist salute with one hand and said: "I will do my best to support His Highness the Crown Prince."
When Zhao Chongyin heard Xiao Qianqiu's words, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
Although he now holds the army of Pingyang Guards, his control over the world is very low. In particular, the Demon Sect is still a huge hidden danger. It is absolutely impossible to win over the Demon Sect, so now he can only win over the Zhenyi Sect and Buddhism for balance.
The Demonic Cult is becoming more and more powerful.
Buddhism has cooperated with Zhao Chongyin before, so it is not difficult to get them to support him. If Xiao Qianqiu and Zhenyi Sect are also on his side, then everything will be safe this time.
Zhao Chongyin, who had always been calm, was filled with joy at this moment and said, "Then I hope everything goes well for the Imperial Master and me."
Xiao Qianqiu smiled and said no more.
The two chatted for a while before Xiao Qianqiu and Luo Chongyang left the table.
On the way back, Luo Chongyang said: "His Royal Highness, he is also a qualified emperor. He is tolerant, ambitious, and has certain intelligence and strength, but..."
Xiao Qianqiu continued Luo Chongyang's words and said: "But he has a grudge against An Jing, so he will definitely suppress the Demon Sect, so the Demon Sect will definitely not be on his side."
With Zhao Qingmei's status, coupled with the strength of their couple and the demon sect, Zhao Chongyin would definitely not feel at ease in his heart. If Zhao Chongyin ascends the throne, this gap will become bigger and bigger, and may even lead to internal strife.
And An Jing definitely didn't want the crown prince Zhao Chongyin to ascend the throne, so he would definitely interfere with this.
This is one of the disturbances in Yujing City.
With An Jing's current identity and status, he is no longer someone waiting for trouble to arise, but a person who creates trouble.
The big hand that pushed Anjing forward was power, as well as fame and fortune.
Zhao Chongyin also knew very well in his heart that the Zhenyi Sect and Buddhism were needed to check and balance the Demon Sect, and Xiao Qianqiu was needed to suppress An Jing, and Xiao Qianqiu was naturally very clear about this.
Luo Chongyang nodded and said, "It seems you have made a choice."
Xiao Qianqiu said calmly: "An Jing is a descendant of the Daluo sect. Jiang Sanjia died and Lou Xiangzhen disappeared. He can also be regarded as a descendant of the Guigu sect. The unification of Xuanmen is inevitable. Pindao and him must have something to do with each other."
A fight, this is a battle of orthodoxy."
"Previously, Pindao had been waiting for him. Now the time has come. With Zhao Chongyin, we can set up this game. Let's see how he takes the move."
Taoism must be unified, not only the mental method, but also the general trend.
Therefore, there will definitely be a fight between An Jing, who represents the Da Luo sect and the Guigu sect, and Xiao Qianqiu, which is inevitable.
Not only that, if the Zhenyi Sect wants to continue its previous glory, it must choose to take sides this time. This is the general trend, because the temple and the world are an inseparable whole.
If the Demonic Religion is strong, the True Religion will inevitably decline; if the True Religion is strong, the Demonic Religion will inevitably decline.
Because the rivers and lakes are so big, the world is so big, and it will not change just because of who is in charge of the rivers and lakes.
"It seems that this is inevitable."
Luo Chongyang raised his head. The sunlight was so strong that it was hard to open his eyes.
Xiao Qianqiu smiled and said: "It is inevitable."
Luo Chongyang said: "It seems that my nephew has been waiting for a long time."
Xiao Qianqiu put his hands behind his back and said softly: "Pindao, this chess game has finally ushered in the opponent it deserves."
Luo Chongyang nodded and said: "A true opponent is hard to find, even harder to find than a friend."
"Uncle Master is right, he is the only one who can be Pindao's opponent in the world today."
Xiao Qianqiu smiled and asked: "Is there anything you want to tell your nephew before this?"
He really wanted to know what his junior uncle, who was both a teacher and a friend, would say before he played against the Ghost Swordsman.
Luo Chongyang pondered for a moment and said: "The victory or defeat of a chess game does not depend on one move, but on the moves. The wonderful life is not in one day, but in the dynasties."
.........
On the official road of Gyeonggi Province, several galloping horses came towards them. On the horses were Anjing and others heading towards Yujing City.
Han Wenxin looked at the majestic city so close at hand and couldn't help shouting: "The capital is finally here! I, Han Wenxin, have finally arrived in the capital!"
This was the first time he came to Yujing City in more than 20 years. The last time he was in Houjin Palace, his mind was full of fear and he had no intention of enjoying the scenery of the palace.
Li Fuzhou said angrily: "It's just a capital city, it has no future."
Han Wenxin rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Mainly, I heard that the customs and customs in the capital are very good and make people yearn for it."
After saying that, he turned around and raised his eyebrows at An Jing behind him.
An Jing remembered Zhao Qingmei's words at that time, and quickly looked at his nose, nose, and mouth, and asked his heart with his mouth, turning a blind eye to Han Wenxin and not hearing it.
Li Fuzhou nodded, "It's indeed good, especially Yiyinju and Fengchenyuan. The top names there are outstanding in terms of appearance, dancing, and ability to please men."
Han Wenxin swallowed, "Third Master, how are you? Are you moisturizing?"
"Herod!"
The little mare under Han Wenxin's crotch seemed unable to bear the humiliation of Han Wenxin's crotch, and couldn't help but scream.
A glint flashed in Li Fuzhou's eyes, "It's very moist."
"Third Master, I'm going to talk to you about this."
An Jing couldn't sit still and couldn't help but said, "You have two people at home, and you still come out to eat secretly. Can your old body stand it?"
Liu Huiyun and Ling Yuehua were both unable to drain this old man dry?
Before Li Fuzhou could speak, Han Wenxin beside him quickly flattered him, "Third Master, this is how you get stronger with age, become stronger with age, and have cunning shoulders..."
Li Fuzhou was still very satisfied after hearing the previous words, and sighed in his heart that it was quite good to have a flatterer, but the next moment he heard those four words, his face darkened.
An Jing burst out laughing, "Brother Han, your ability to find every opportunity has improved again."
Korean new: "??"
Li Fuzhou's heart moved and he said with a smile: "Uncle, do you want to go have a drink and listen to music?"
An Jing glanced at Han Wenxin and shook his head like the rattle, "No, An will never go to such a place where people are looking for flowers and flowers."
When Han Wenxin heard about it, he couldn't help but said: "Brother An, you have changed."
An Jing said angrily: "What has changed?"
Han Wenxin said sadly: "When you were not famous before, your biggest hobby was listening to music on the hook. Have you forgotten?"
An Jing raised his eyebrows and said, "This is slandering me."
The mature Li Fuzhou saw An Jing's concerns at a glance and said quickly: "Brother, let's go together. I will never tell the leader."
"Yeah."
Han Wenxin said quickly: "Brother An, I will never tell my siblings, not even if they kill me."
An Jing glanced at Han Wenxin, "Really?"
Han Wenxin quickly stretched out three fingers and said, "I, Han Wenxin, now swear that if you tell anyone what happened today, I will be a dog."
An Jing still looked at Han Wenxin with suspicion, where is this poisonous oath?
Han Wenxin said honestly: "The main reason is that I don't have any money in my pocket. Everyone knows that Brother An, you are a ****..."
Hearing this, An Jing nodded with satisfaction, "What you said seems human. Who doesn't know that I, An, am a **** person."
Han Wenxin was overjoyed and asked quickly: "Brother An, have you agreed to invite me to listen to the music?"
"Let's go to Yujing City to do some business first."
An Jing shouted softly, "Drive!"
Han Wenxin looked at An Jing's back and said in surprise: "Why didn't he fall into the trap? He is also such a big shot. Please brother, what's wrong with me?"
The other brothers are all drinking and eating meat, so they are very unhappy. How can they be so picky and picky as An Jing?
Li Fuzhou glanced at Han Wenxin, then shook his head, "It's still early for you to become the leader's number one secret agent, come on!"
After saying that, Li Fuzhou quickly followed.
Han Wenxin scratched his head and muttered: "What and what? If you don't ask me to listen to music, just say some words that you don't understand."
"Brother An, Third Master, please wait for me."
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