Two hundred and seventieth chapters the road ahead is difficult
For a time, countless masters gathered near Suolongjing, undercurrents surged, and murderous intent spread everywhere.
Wang Yangsheng's heart was also turbulent at this moment. For a person at his level, his six senses are already connected with the heaven and earth, creating a sense of the heart, and he can sense a hidden crisis.
In other words, the three people in front of him could pose a danger to his life, or there might be other masters around, which immediately made him alert.
"interesting!"
"Pass!"
Wang Yangsheng slapped his palm on the black coffin, and five palm prints were deeply imprinted on the coffin. Then he heard a roaring sound.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The black coffin was like a mountain rushing towards Anjing, with the sound of breaking through the air as it passed.
An Jingtong's hole reflected the black coffin, but his expression was calm. He raised the Dulu Sword with one hand, and the surrounding energy surged in like a tide, and then he slashed forward.
Chi!
A giant sword nearly ten feet long appeared in the night sky, as if it was about to cut open the eternal night.
boom!
The giant sword struck the black coffin hard, making a deafening sound.
Wang Yangsheng stepped on the black coffin with the soles of his feet, and slapped An Jing with his palm, the wind roaring in his palm, and he was extremely domineering.
An Jing turned the Dulu Sword in his hand and stabbed forward. The sharp sword light coupled with the unique cold air of the Dulu Sword directly pierced Wang Yangsheng's domineering palm print.
The real energy that dispersed from the palm print turned into a large golden wave, and the waves dispersed crazily in all directions, seeming to level everything around them.
Zhao Qingmei and Xiao Qianqiu, who was standing on the other side, took action at the same time to block the overflowing true energy.
"What a domineering strength!"
Xiao Qianqiu took a step back and frowned suddenly.
This was still the true essence after the collapse, and the condensed palm print would be so domineering. The ghost swordsman actually fought so fiercely with Wang Yangsheng.
Could it be that the Ghost Swordsman has already broken through to become a Five Qi Master!?
Thinking of this, Xiao Qianqiu couldn't help but be moved.
Originally, he was considered to be a talented person who could be banished to immortals, but compared to this ghost swordsman, he found that he was nothing.
Zhao Qingmei deployed both of her swords simultaneously, and the two sharp swords struck forward.
"all!"
With the help of the strength of Yuanyang's double swords, he was able to smash all the attacking true energy into pieces.
"It's interesting. Today I'm going to see the strength of the three of you." Wang Yangsheng shouted softly and stretched out his palms slightly.
Obviously, he wants to show his true strength and fight one against three.
The golden light changed and spread in Wang Yangsheng's palm, and the coffin under his feet seemed to be infused with true energy and turned into a golden light, just like the sun in the dark night.
"The aura of this coffin is not weaker than the jade seal passed down from the country. What kind of rare treasure is this!?"
An Jing was shocked when she saw the coffin at Wang Yangsheng's feet.
You must know that the Jade Seal of the Kingdom is a rare treasure passed down from generation to generation and a symbol of the great unity of the world, and it can contain the existence of millions of Yin soldiers.
But the coffin in front of you can be compared with the jade seal passed down from the country, which shows that this coffin is not only made of special materials, but there must be other mysteries hidden in it.
Wang Yangsheng held his hand and saw that the overwhelming golden light flow suddenly condensed and turned into golden energy. The energy swayed with the evening wind, and the void twisted and shattered.
Before the golden energy flew in, An Jing felt a strong crisis, and immediately with a flash of eyes, he directly used the Fuyao Nine Heavens Movement Technique and rushed towards the distance.
Zhao Qingmei and Xiao Qianqiu also dodged again and again. They did not fight against great masters such as Wang Yangsheng. They had no idea how powerful the great masters were. Now they found out after fighting against a master who was a level higher than them, how much pain they had to endure.
pressure.
Especially Xiao Qianqiu. A few days ago, the strength of the two was only about the same as that of the middle. He thought that An Jing was stronger than him at all, but now he found that the gap had unknowingly widened.
"It's too strong. Wang Yangsheng's strength was already very strong. Now with the blessing of the exotic treasure at his feet, it may be a little difficult to resist him." An Jing avoided this killing move and was shocked in his heart.
"It's as slippery as a loach."
Wang Yangsheng looked at An Jing who retreated decisively, but out of the corner of his eye he looked at Longquan Temple in the distance, and thought to himself: "This old monk is hiding in the temple. It seems that it is almost impossible to enter Suolongjing today."
Thinking of this, Wang Yangsheng kicked the black coffin below hard.
Boom boom boom boom!
The black coffin fell like a mountain, and the entire night sky became extremely quiet.
An Jing's heart trembled, and he felt an unprecedented murderous intention approaching him. There were few crises in his life, and this was the most intense one.
Wang Yangsheng was already very strong, but now that he has this rare treasure, he is even more powerful.
The Dulu Sword in An Jing's hand slashed forward again, and the mighty sword energy swept in, filled with bright starlight, threatening to split the falling coffin into two.
Bang bang bang bang!
The majestic coffin was not knocked away this time, but fell heavily like a mountain. If it was suppressed by this coffin, even An Jing might be seriously injured. He quickly put away his sword and retreated into the distance.
all!
When the coffin hit the ground, the ground immediately cracked with it as the center, forming lines like spider webs.
The entire Suolongjing, including Longquan Temple and even Yujing City, trembled, and countless trees and pavilions collapsed.
The sky is shattering and the earth is shaking!
The area for miles around was in shambles and devastated.
The power of the great master can be seen at a glance!
Wang Yangsheng's eyes turned cold, golden light flashed all over his body, and his true energy was operating to the extreme.
Except for not using the Secret Dragon Transformation Technique of the Ancestral Dragon Art, he has already exerted all his strength.
Whoa whoosh whoosh!
In an instant, the surrounding golden light turned into golden petals, carrying the cold wind towards Anjing. Zhao Qingmei and Xiao Qianqiu rushed over.
A starlight appeared on Anjing's body, and his body was as tall as a mountain, brighter and vaster than the stars in the sky.
The Great Zhoutian Star Body Refining Art has also been brought to its extreme. This is the divine light of the stars protecting the body.
An Jing had never used such a life-saving secret technique before facing any master, but today he used it against this great master.
"Great Zhoutian Star Body Refining Technique!?"
Wang Yangsheng obviously recognized the martial arts displayed by An Jing, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The energy of countless golden petals rushed towards the light of Anjing's body-protecting stars, and sparks of light suddenly erupted, forming a storm.
Although the protective starlight was not cut open, Anjing could still feel the severe pain and retreated backwards.
"The gap between Grand Master and Grand Master is so huge that even with many means it is difficult to make up for it. Add to that the rare treasure in the coffin, and it is undoubtedly impossible to defeat Wang Yangsheng."
An Jing's mind was racing with thoughts, and the swords in the sword box behind his back flew out.
Whoa whoa whoa whoa!
The sword energy shot out and swept between the sky and the earth. As the sword energy surged, you could see traces of distortion appearing in the air.
Each sharp sword becomes extremely huge under the increase of the Immortal Sword Qi, and each giant sword has a wonderful connection, forming a majestic and magnificent sword formation.
As An Jing's cultivation improved, his understanding of the way of swordsmanship and the sword formation also underwent tremendous changes.
The candle dragon lives in a cold door, and the rays of light are still open.
Why can't the sun and moon shine like this? Only the north wind roars up from the sky.
The fallen leaves were as big as mats and fell down under the Suolongjing.
An Jing's whole body and the sword formation are one, and he himself is the sharpest sword in the world.
The cold air broke through the dark clouds in the sky.
Above the nine heavens, a thousand-foot-long ravine appeared, cutting a huge dark cloud into two, creating a spectacular sight.
"There won't be a swordsman like this for who knows how many years."
Liu Moyuan looked at the sword marks in the sky and couldn't help but sigh: "Maybe it will never appear again in the future."
Even masters in the same realm have differences.
People like Liu Moyuan and Haotian have been among the top among the four qi for hundreds of years, while Xiao Qianqiu and Zongzheng Huachun are also among the top among the five qi masters. People like An Jing who can cross realms and challenge masters at any time are simply unprecedented.
Some geniuses.
"But it's too difficult to fight against the great master with a master's level, especially when this person has the coffin treasure in his hand."
Sword Demon Haotian said slowly: "Unless the ghost swordsman can reach the seventh realm."
The seventh realm is also a realm that has been surpassed by many top swordsmen throughout the ages.
There are many masters in this world, but only a few can reach the level of Grand Master. They have already called it the land of immortals on land, and they are the existence of heavenly beings in this world.
At this moment, the sword formation has condensed, and the amazing sword energy gathered in an instant.
The beauty of a moment is nothing more than this!
Even Wang Yangsheng was shocked in his heart. The true energy was poured into the coffin under his command. With the blessing of the huge true energy, the coffin continued to release golden brilliance.
It seemed to have turned into a canopy covering the sky and the sun, covering the sword array in the distance.
Everyone could clearly feel the aura of danger. The coffin itself was a rare treasure. Coupled with the blessing of Wang Yangsheng's true energy at this moment, a great pressure suddenly arose.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The void above Xiao Qianqiu seemed to be distorted, and his body seemed to be shocked by the pressure, and his movement speed was extremely slow.
"not good!"
Xiao Qianqiu secretly screamed, if he was hit by this coffin, it would be difficult for him to survive even with his cultivation level.
At this moment, an icy cold light surged in, and the sword formation that filled the sky emitted a dazzling brilliance and rushed towards the black coffin.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
A series of explosions exploded in the night sky, and countless rays of light intertwined together, illuminating the originally dark sky.
"It's not over yet!"
Wang Yangsheng's eyes suddenly turned murderous, and he struck the coffin with his palm.
With the blessing of this palm's strength, the coffin became even more powerful and rushed forward.
An Jing's eyes were extremely solemn, and all the means including the Immortal Sword, Heavenly Sensation, etc. were deployed at once, and the sword formation fell heavily forward.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
After the impact, a huge mushroom cloud suddenly appeared in the center.
"See you later."
Wang Yangsheng glanced at An Jing, his true energy began to circulate, and then the surrounding area was covered with a layer of golden light and shadow. He then rolled up the coffin at his feet and flew away into the distance.
An Jing was also knocked back several feet by the terrifying Mo Guyun, and when he stabilized his body, where was the shadow of Wang Yangsheng anywhere?
The Grand Master's speed is extremely fast. In just a few breaths, he can cover a distance of hundreds of feet. It is almost impossible to catch up.
Zhao Qingmei jumped up, came to An Jing's side and whispered: "Are you okay?"
"fine."
An Jing shook his head and looked in the direction of Longquan Temple. Even after Wang Yangsheng left, the solemnity in his eyes did not diminish at all, "The old monk hasn't come out yet."
Wang Yangsheng discovered this great master, and An Jing had also discovered it a long time ago.
Zhao Qingmei didn't take action just now, not because she was frightened by Wang Yangsheng's aftermath, but because she kept staring at the old monk of Longquan Temple.
Hip Hop Buddha is also a master in the realm of Grandmaster, and his strength may even be higher than that of Wang Yangsheng, and can be equal to Wang Yangsheng who holds a rare treasure.
With such a top expert present, how could the two of them be unprepared?
Xiao Qianqiu walked over slowly and followed the eyes of the two people.
"Amitabha!"
Under the silent night, a hip-hop Buddha dressed in black cassock walked out slowly. His slim figure seemed out of place in this world.
At this moment, his face was neither happy nor sad, with no expression at all, just like the golden Buddha statue high above the temple.
Seeing the person who appeared, Xiao Qianqiu raised his eyebrows and said, "Buddha!?"
The Hip Hop Buddha once helped Hou Jin deal with the Ghost Swordsman in the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain. This matter was known to the world. Although the Buddhist masters Fa Wu and Tian Yi Bodhisattva were recruited to the Jade Capital City and seemed to have had a secret meeting with the royal family of the Yan Kingdom, the final result was
But no one knows.
All in all, the appearance of a great master with evil motives and unpredictable abilities in Yujing City is not a good thing for Dayan.
The hip-hop Buddha clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, almsgiver, we meet again."
An Jing looked at the hip-hop Buddha in front of him, and suddenly he recalled the hip-hop Buddha he had seen several times before. Some of them were wearing red cassocks, and some were wearing black cassocks. Each one had a completely different character. Maybe they were all the same.
He is not the real hip-hop Buddha, but the one in front of him is the real hip-hop Buddha.
Anjing Dulu Sword did not retract the scabbard and said calmly: "You shouldn't have come."
From what he has done before, we can know that the Hip Hop Buddha really wants to break the lock on Longjing and let the spirit of the earth's veins return to the world again, completely releasing the evil spirit and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
Although he had fought a battle and was still competing with a great master, the "Anonymous Heart Sutra" restored its true energy extremely quickly. It took only a stick of incense to return to its heyday, not to mention that An Jing and Wang Yangsheng had not yet fought.
To the point where both sides suffer losses.
Zhao Qingmei even held a knife, and as soon as the Buddha took action, she would join forces with An Jing to deal with the great Buddhist master in front of her.
The hip-hop Buddha chuckled and said: "Donor, I think there must have been a misunderstanding before."
When An Jing and Zhao Qingmei heard this, they looked at each other.
The Buddha said this, isn't it possible that today we came here just to lock the Dragon Well?
An Jing glanced at the Buddha and said, "The misunderstanding needs to be explained clearly. I, An, don't want to be a fool."
When he was at Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, if An Jing hadn't held the imperial seal in his hand, he would have probably died in the hands of this great master.
The hip-hop Buddha clasped his hands together and said with a serious face: "The original intention of the poor monk was to protect Suolongjing. Don't let others approach Suolongjing, which would damage the spirit of the earth's veins and cause turmoil in the world. His original intention was the same as that of the donor, so
There is no interest or harm. At that time, the poor monk fought with the benefactor because he did not understand it. Now the poor monk has completely understood the benefactor's inner thoughts. Now the world is in turmoil. There are countless people with ill intentions towards Suolongjing, such as Wang Yangsheng just now. Apart from him,
There are many masters outside, and we must work together to resist these extremely evil people and protect all people in the world from disaster."
Seeing this, Zhao Qingmei sneered secretly and said: "The bald donkey of Buddhism is full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and is hypocritical. I think he has a new plan in his belly."
An Jing also believed this. The hip-hop Buddha in front of him originally wanted to kill him, and he also wanted to break the ban on locking Longjing. Now he suddenly said that he wanted to lock Longjing with the guard. This was somewhat suspicious.
However, the current situation is chaotic and unclear. Wang Yangsheng and Qianqiu Immortal Man are both a major threat. If the Hip-Hop Buddha is as good as these two people, then no one can defend Suolongjing.
Even though An Jing knew that Hip Hop Buddha had his own plan, he didn't reveal it.
Xiao Qianqiu not only experienced a reincarnation in the earthly world in Tianzun Dharma Mirror, but also obtained the memories of some founders of the Xuanmen sect, and knew some secrets that others did not know. Hearing the words of the Buddha, he felt thoughtful in his heart.
At this moment, several figures came from a distance, and the person leading them was none other than the ancestor of Tianpeng, the commander of the Forbidden Army.
He came to a few people and said: "National Preceptor, Mr. An, Master Zhao, Master, and the princess have prepared a banquet, and I have been specially asked to invite four of you to the banquet."
.........
Imperial City.
On the top of the red and vermilion-lacquered door hangs a black gold-threaded nanmu plaque, with the three characters Fengyajian inscribed with dragons and phoenixes dancing on it.
The sky is as cool as water at night, the red candle is swaying in the nest, and the drizzle is falling outside the window. The accumulated water drips quietly along the eaves, creating a circle of ripples on the ground, as if dots are holding back.
At this time, the hall was brightly lit and reflected each other's beauty.
On the gold lacquered dragon throne in the hall, sits an extremely beautiful woman. She is dressed in white and looks like snow. She has a gentle temperament in her every frown, but there is also a burst of heroic spirit between her eyebrows.
There was singing and dancing below, sleeves were fluttering, bells were ringing and chimes were ringing, and the music was melodious.
Incense was lit on the platform, and smoke filled the air.
The next ones are An Jing, Zhao Qingmei, Hip Hop Buddha and Xiao Qianqiu who have just arrived from Suolongjing.
Several imperial guards stood respectfully on both sides, and beautiful maids wearing various palace attires and graceful figures came forward to pour wine and serve food.
Zhao Xuening asked with concern: "Mr. An, I heard that you had a battle with Wang Yangsheng. I wonder if you were injured?"
An Jing waved his hand and said: "Your Highness, you are too polite. It's just a minor injury and it doesn't bother you."
"Young Master An is so polite."
Zhao Xuening ordered: "Come here, take out the Jiuyu Pills I prepared."
After saying that, the young eunuch Zhuo Yuchang came up carrying a plate with a jade vase on it.
Jiuyu Pill is an extremely precious healing medicine for the royal family, ranking third in the world, only behind Daxueshan Snow Lotus and Zhenyijiao Jiuhuiyuan Dan.
Zhao Xuening said seriously: "These healing pills are all my heart. I hope Mr. An can accept them."
When An Jing saw this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, but before he spoke, Zhao Qingmei, who was next to him, picked up the jade vase and said: "Since it is the princess's heart, please accept it, husband.
"
An Jing shuddered in his heart when he saw Zhao Qingmei's charming eyes.
If Luo Chongyang were here, he would definitely look at An Jing with a playful expression, but Xiao Qianqiu was different. He sat calmly opposite An Jing, took a sip of tea, looked at his eyes, nose, mouth, and asked his heart.
It's as if it's nothing to do with yourself.
The hip-hop Buddha is deaf in both ears. He puts his hands together on his chest and his small eyes are closed tightly, seeming to be concentrating.
When An Jing saw this scene, he suddenly felt an unpleasant feeling in his heart, as if he was on pins and needles.
Zhao Xuening chuckled lightly and said, "Master Zhao, this is the first time we have met, right?"
Zhao Qingmei also smiled and said: "It is indeed the first time to meet Her Royal Highness the Princess."
Zhao Xuening raised the wine cup and said, "Since we are so destined, why not have a drink together."
Zhao Qingmei did not raise the wine cup, but asked: "Why are you destined?"
Zhao Xuening said with a smile: "We both have the same surname, do you think we are destined?"
Xiao Qianqiu raised his eyebrows slightly. Others may not know some of the secrets. As the Imperial Master of Dayan and one of the most trusted people by the Emperor of Dayan before, he also knew the mystery of Zhao Qingmei's identity.
What does Zhao Xuening mean when he says this now?
Could it be that he was testing Zhao Qingmei?
Zhao Qingmei's face remained calm, she raised her wine cup and said: "It seems that the princess is not only very destined to my husband, but also very destined to me."
After saying that, Zhao Qingmei drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and then looked at Zhao Xuening.
The wine is spicy. Most women seldom drink alcohol at ordinary times, let alone drink it all in one gulp like the children of the Jianghu. Zhao Qingmei grew up in the Demon Cult Headquarters since childhood, and is considered to be half an old Jianghu. No matter how strong the wine is, she can drink it in one gulp.
Drink it all in one gulp.
Zhao Xuening saw her eyes and drank the wine in one gulp without any hesitation.
The two women just stared at each other without saying a word.
The air seemed to freeze.
There are women, monks, and Taoists in this temple, who are the most difficult to provoke in the world. At this moment, both monks and Taoists can detect the fleeting sparks in the eyes of the two women.
Both of them were silent and looked intently.
An Jing felt his scalp tingling for a while, and then he said, "Come on, eat some food. The food prepared by the imperial chef is delicious."
Zhao Xuening's eyes lit up, "My mother taught me and the royal chef how to cook since childhood. I have basically mastered the skills of the sixteen royal chefs in the imperial city."
"Oh? Is this imperial chef's food so delicious?"
When Zhao Qingmei heard this, she put down her wine cup and said with a smile: "Is this dish more delicious than what you get at home?"
The two of them argued with each other, but it was the one in the middle who suffered.
An Jing suddenly felt like he had said the wrong thing and said quickly: "In my heart, the dishes cooked by Madam are naturally the most delicious."
Zhao Qingmei nodded with satisfaction and said: "The imperial chef is the chef for the royal family. The dishes are all delicacies from the mountains and seas. It is better for ordinary people like us to eat the simple meals at home."
Zhao Xuening said calmly: "I've eaten too much plain food, so I have to change my taste."
When she said this, her eyes were looking straight at An Jing.
An Jing suddenly felt like there was a nail growing on his butt, but he secretly thought in his heart: "Speak well as long as you speak well. Why are you staring at me?"
Zhao Qingmei said expressionlessly: "That's different. I'm used to being poor and humble. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat the delicacies of the princess."
Zhao Xuening laughed loudly and said: "No one is the same. After all, people's hearts are unpredictable. Sometimes you think the same is the biggest change."
Zhao Qingmei smiled when she saw Zhao Xuening laughing, "Really? I disagree with the princess's words."
Zhao Xuening waved his sleeves and made a gesture of invitation, saying: "Please tell me."
"No need to say more."
Zhao Qingmei gently placed her pair of mandarin duck swords on the table, and heard a 'pop' sound that echoed through the hall.
Suddenly the entire hall became silent, and a cold and chilling atmosphere filled the hall.
Patriarch Tianpeng and Xu Qianyue quickly stood in front of Zhao Xuening and stared at Zhao Qingmei cautiously.
After all, this is the leader of the Demon Cult. Although ghost swordsmen have been responsible for many recent matters in the Demon Cult, this leader rarely shows off her skills, but no one in the world dares to underestimate her.
Xiao Qianqiu also looked at Zhao Qingmei, and he slowly opened his eyes.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, even tense.
Zhao Qingmei gave up the wine cup, but picked up the wine jar next to her, raised her head, exposed her fair and smooth neck, and drank heavily from the wine jar.
Zhao Xuening shouted: "What are you doing? Why don't you step back!"
Patriarch Tianpeng and Xu Qianyue looked at each other and then took a few steps back.
An Jing felt extremely calm inside. Since things couldn't be changed by him, he might as well lie down and calm down and drink slowly.
Zhao Xuening looked at Zhao Qingmei with admiration and said, "Master Zhao thinks the same as me."
Zhao Qingmei put down the wine jar and asked, "Do you know what I'm thinking?"
Zhao Xuening said: "I know."
Zhao Qingmei shook her head and said, "No, you don't know."
Zhao Xuening said: "Why do you think I don't know?"
Zhao Qingmei said: "You are not me, you will never know what I am thinking."
Zhao Xuening was noncommittal, then smiled and said: "Then I don't know. Maybe some things are better not to know than to know."
Zhao Qingmei said: "It seems that the princess is a smart person."
Zhao Xuening said: "Smart is a bad word. I like others to say that I am a wise person, because in the eyes of others, women rarely have wisdom."
Zhao Qingmei's tone raised slightly, "Women rarely have wisdom, who said that?"
Zhao Xuening said slowly: "It's like there has never been a female emperor in this dynasty for thousands of years."
Zhao Qingmei said: "The princess can be the first. I think this is definitely the most colorful event in history."
Zhao Xuening asked: "Yes, I just don't know if the leader is willing to support me?"
Zhao Xuening has completely controlled the royal family and all civil and military officials. Even the tens of thousands of Pingyang Guard troops have fallen into her hands. As long as she wants to ascend the throne, she can ascend the throne at any time.
Zhao Qingmei smiled and said: "Do you really hope to get my approval?"
Zhao Xuening said seriously: "Yes, after all, in my heart, Master Zhao is a very 'important' figure."
The two spoke tit-for-tat and hid mysteries. From the beginning of the struggle for Anjing to the struggle for the throne, both of them tried to test the other.
And every word they spoke made them understand each other better.
Zhao Qingmei did not hesitate and said: "Of course I support the princess, and I support the princess wholeheartedly."
"good!"
Zhao Xuening stood up after hearing this and said: "With the help of Master Zhao, His Highness can feel at ease. I plan to ascend the throne in three days."
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She had known for a long time that Zhao Xuening would ascend the throne, but now that she heard it from her mouth, she couldn't help but feel a slight change in her emotions.
"Then I would like to congratulate Her Royal Highness in advance."
"Congratulations to Your Highness the Princess!"
Xiao Qianqiu and Haifu Buddha also stood up and congratulated.
Zhao Xuening smiled and looked at An Jing, who had been silent all this time, "Mr. An, I have been inviting you to see the four scenic spots in Jade Capital before, but you have never had time. Don't forget it in the future."
"I will invite you to view the scenery in the future, but it is the emperor's order."
An Jing felt the icy cold light coming from the side. Although the cold light was fleeting, it appeared quickly and disappeared even faster.
........
After the banquet, Zhao Xuening stayed with Zhao Qingmei and planned to give her some clothes and some old things about Zhao Shizai.
An Jing left the imperial city and returned to the demon sect's stronghold after the two women had a happy conversation.
If the future emperor left behind his wife, An Jing would probably have other ideas, but this was the future Empress of Yan, so An Jing didn't say much.
"Uncle."
Seeing An Jing coming back, Li Fuzhou hurried forward to greet him and asked, "Where is the master?"
An Jing waved his hand and said: "She is still in the palace."
When Li Fuzhou heard this, his expression changed slightly, and then he said: "Zhou Xianming has left Yujing City."
An Jing sat down, poured a cup of tea and said, "Where did he go?"
Li Fuzhou said: "Go back to Yuzhou City."
"Let him go back."
When An Jing heard this, his hand movements paused, and then he said: "By the way, Zhou Xianming didn't tell his wife what he said to you, right?"
Li Fuzhou said quickly: "I didn't say a word to the leader of what Zhou Xianming said to me."
"Xianming this week..."
An Jing shook his head. When they were in Yuzhou City, the two of them often drank together. After drinking too much, they would talk freely. An Jing said a lot. Perhaps his words unknowingly gave Zhou Xianming a lot to think about.
In addition, Zhou Xianming himself had a very special experience. His parents died in a feud between Jianghu and Jianghu when he was young. Then he became a well-known talent in his teens. However, he did not take part in the scientific examination but traveled all over the world, including the Pure Land and the Later Jin Dynasty.
Zhao State, Southern Barbarians.
Among them, he spent the most time in Zhao State and has the best understanding of Zhao State’s national conditions.
Zhao State is under the extremely high-pressure rule of Heibingtai. Apart from Black Ice Platform, there are very few forces in the arena, which cannot affect the overall situation of Heibingtai at all. This makes Zhao State's arena a backwater with few masters emerging, but Zhao
The people of the state are relatively better than those of the Yan state.
Coupled with Li Yue, An Jing and other things that happened after that, Zhou Xianming came up with a special idea.
A chivalrous man breaks the law with force!
This sentence is absolutely correct. Once someone masters power beyond ordinary people, it will inevitably affect the order of the world, and it will always be the ordinary people who suffer the chaos.
These ordinary people are like powerless lambs, and they will die in the waves if they are not careful.
Zhou Xianming wanted to formulate a new order and consolidate the imperial power while protecting tens of thousands of Li people.
However, most reforms since ancient times have had a drawback, which is that they will damage the interests of one layer and protect the interests of another layer. Zhou Xianming wanted to establish a martial arts school, which almost broke the foundation of the entire world.
Previously, An Jing viewed the world from the perspective of a doctor, so he would naturally say different things, but now he is a worshiper of the Demon Sect, and his wife is the leader of the Demon Sect.
The phrase "butt determines your thoughts" fully illustrates the weakness of human nature. Where you sit, you will naturally think where you sit.
In fact, judging from Zhou Xianming's life history, even he himself did not know that the person who had the deepest influence on him was Dr. An in Yuzhou City, who subtly changed his thinking.
And maybe he himself doesn't know about this change.
"political reform......"
An Jing looked back at the history of this world, and then recalled the history of the previous world.
Because you will be surprised to find that in fact, history has not changed. Technology has changed, clothes have changed, and diet has changed. This is all the outer shell, and nothing has changed inside. It is still the same as it was thousands of years ago. It goes around and around.
Mistakes will still be made, people who deserve to be killed will still be killed, loyal ministers will die, traitors will die, and in a thousand years they will still die.
We all know all the mistakes, but we cannot change them after all.
There are still people who can truly transcend history. The world calls such people saints.
There are many, many people in this world who live in dire straits.
Life is not as short as some people say. In fact, sometimes it is very long, especially for people who are in suffering. It is so long that they want to die.
Standing on the wave of the times, Anjing at this moment is the biggest wave of this era. His every move will affect the world, and even affect the future changes in the world.
And where will this history go?
If you think about it carefully, most of these martial arts are now in the hands of sects and sects. They hold on to these collections of martial arts and mental techniques, and some of them have even been lost and completely disappeared from the world.
But if martial arts really becomes popular, regardless of whether it is a good thing or a bad thing for people in the world, this sect and sect will completely die out and become history. The ancient sects such as the Demon Sect and Zhenyi Sect are the largest.
resistance.
To support Zhou Xianming's reform is to cut off one's own arms.
Where should the followers of the Demon Sect go? How should I explain to Jun Qinglin, and how should I explain to Zhao Qingmei?
And without the Demonic Cult in hand, the power of the royal family will undoubtedly increase greatly by then, and she and Zhao Qingmei will be like tigers who have lost their wings.
When the cunning rabbit dies, the lackeys cook it, when the flying birds disappear, the good bow is hidden. An Jing would not be ignorant of this truth.
It is difficult to let go of power.
Just like that saying, it is easy to enter the world, but it is difficult to exit the muddy world.
An Jing never felt that he was a saint, nor did he feel that he was a mediocre and useless person, but the decision he had to make now was the same as what a saint would do.
An Jing sighed and asked, "Third Master, what do you think?"
Li Fuzhou shook his head and said, "I haven't figured it out yet."
An Jing took a deep breath and said, "Then keep thinking about it until one day you figure it out."
These words seemed to be said to Li Fuzhou, but they were also said to himself.