To the west of the city, there is a ten-mile long street.
"There is something strange about that man's aura. Could it be that he is from Tianwaitian's martial arts? Is it true that Tianwaitian has really returned to Dayan after the spread?"
An Jing adjusted the breath in his body, still thinking about the battle just now, full of questions.
He didn't know much about things in the world, but he also knew that there was one force in the world that was extremely eye-catching, and that was Tianwaitian, also known as the Demon Sect.
Many years ago, the demonic fire of the Demonic Cult burned the world. Countless sects in the world trembled under their feet, and countless masters died in their hands.
In the eyes of Jianghu people, the Demonic Cult is an extremely terrifying existence.
"It seems that the Cao Gang's rumor that I am a master of the Demon Cult is not without success. No wonder the Cao Gang wants to mobilize so many troops..."
An Jing thought secretly.
Now everyone in Dayan Jianghu knows that this Jianghu is divided into five gangs and seven factions.
Five major gangs emerged in Weimo, namely the Cao Gang in Jiangnan Road, the Golden Horn League in the northwest, the Fengyu Tower, the Sanhu Gang, and finally the most chaotic Liyang City in the southwest.
Among them, the Sanhu Gang is the weakest, but it also has the most rumors about it. Some people say that behind it is Tianwaitian, and some people say that behind it is the Blue River Sect among the seven sects.
There are different opinions in the world, and no one knows exactly what force is behind him, but the Sanhu Gang does not have a first-class master, but it is one of the five gangs, which shows that there are really capable people behind the Sanhu Gang.
Apart from the Sanhu Gang, Fengyulou is the most mysterious gang.
The small building listens to the wind and rain all night, and there is no place in the rivers and lakes where flowers are not flying. There is no one in the rivers and lakes who is not afraid that his name will be among the hidden flowers of Fengyulou.
That's not to say that Fengyu Tower doesn't make mistakes. The probability of Fengyu Tower's mistakes is extremely low, so low that you can pick up gold while walking.
The most powerful one is the Caobang.
In An Jing's view, the reason why the Cao Gang is vaguely called the number one gang in the world is entirely due to intentional actions. The Cao Gang's power is indeed huge, but there is some water in it.
There is a real possibility of a dispute between the Cao Gang and the Demon Cult.
As for the person he was fighting against, 90% of the time he was a master above the Dragon Ranking, and even higher was not impossible...
Among the masters who can enter the Dragon Ranking, those with the lowest cultivation level are all first-class people, which shows the strength of the Dragon Ranking masters. And the masters who exceed the Dragon Ranking, without exception, are the true masters.
Most people think that the first rank is the pinnacle of the world, and that is because there is a huge prerequisite, that is, the master cannot become a master.
If a master comes out, what does a first-level master mean?
"Forget it, these grievances and grievances have nothing to do with me. Now I still look for opportunities to refine and absorb this red fruit. My cultivation has almost reached the peak of the human flower. I just wait for the opportunity to condense the earth flower."
After thinking for a moment, An Jing walked towards the outside of the city.
It was late at night, and there was no one around. An Jing found a place deep in a dense forest.
The red fruit is round and red, very rare to see. Ancient books record that it takes a hundred years to bloom and bear fruit, which means it takes two hundred years to produce a red fruit, and the growing environment is extremely harsh.
If the red fruit is not collected, it can absorb the essence of the heaven, earth, sun and moon on the tree trunk to form a century-old red fruit, or even a thousand-year red fruit.
However, the red fruit is so precious that almost no one can obtain it for a hundred years, let alone a thousand years.
An Jing sat cross-legged, put the red fruit in his throat and swallowed it.
Suddenly, a warm energy spread out from his body.
With the movement of Da Luo's mind, the surrounding qi seemed to be guided by some kind of guidance, and swarmed in, rushing towards An Jing's body.
The internal force continuously converged towards his meridians. At the same time, the red fruits in his body slowly penetrated into his body and turned into red essence, which began to flow within An Jing's body.
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The red essence is extremely domineering, like fire dragons. Even Anjing's meridians are so tough, but when they are charged by the red flame-like internal force, they suddenly become hot.
The red essence flowed extremely fast. In less than a moment, An Jing's body was like a cooked shrimp, his whole body was red, and there were traces of red trickles flowing on his skin, which looked extremely weird.
The violent internal force seemed to explode in An Jing's meridians, sending out powerful waves that almost burst his body.
"Bodhi beads?"
At this moment, the Bodhi beads in his body seemed to be pulled, as if they were completely integrated into An Jing's body.
An Jing frowned and couldn't help but make a muffled sound. His lips opened slightly, and a large amount of red blood suddenly flowed out from his mouth, nose and ears.
In this daze, the golden essence transformed from the bodhi beads completely merged with the red essence and entered An Jing's body. The powerful impact actually caused him to be traumatized.
I don’t know how much time passed, but those violent golden and red essences were swimming in An Jing’s meridians, repairing the injuries in An Jing’s body.
After a stick of incense, An Jing's internal injuries were washed away by the majestic internal force, and he was almost healed.
Then the Jingyuan and the Jingyuan separated from the Bodhi Pearl went hand in hand, rushing towards Anjing's Qi Sea like rolling waves.
When Anjing's Dantian received such a large amount of essence, it suddenly boiled like magma that hadn't exploded in ten thousand years, almost madly.
The originally pale white bones were suddenly filled with a layer of golden light.
Golden bones!
This is a golden bone!
It is recorded in ancient books that only masters who have reached the master level and practice Tianwu level body refining martial arts can forge golden bones.
No one has ever been able to cultivate golden bones under a master.
In the dark night, An Jing sat cross-legged, his whole body shimmering with golden light, like a gilded Buddha in a Buddhist temple.
"Although there is still one step left before we can condense the earth flowers, we have already cultivated half a step of golden bones..."
After about another stick of incense, An Jing opened his eyes and took a breath.
The fusion of Bodhi beads not only cultivates the golden bones, but also imprints the Buddha nature in the body. It will have a multiplier effect on practicing Buddhist martial arts, and this benefit is self-evident.
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Jishitang.
Li Fuzhou raised his eyebrows and cupped his fists and said: "Master, there is no doubt that the ghost swordsman is of the first level. His swordsmanship is strange and has reached the third level or even the fourth level of sword power."
Although he was injured and could not exert his full strength, the swordsman did not necessarily use his full strength. His energy was completely restrained. If he had not taken action, he would have been just like an ordinary person. This was what made him feel most terrifying.
The presence.
Zhao Qingmei asked: "Third Master, have you found out his details?"
He did not expect that Li Fuzhou would have such comments about the peerless swordsman. It seemed that this man was really a peerless master.
Others don't know Li Fuzhou's strength, but she does know it very well.
Half-step master!
Even if the attack on the Grandmaster fails and the body's injuries are difficult to recover in a short period of time, it is not something that ordinary first-level masters can deal with.
Li Fuzhou shook his head and said: "No, that man's swordsmanship is a little worse than that of the old guy from Guigu, and his internal strength is also a little worse. I always feel that he is hiding something."
"He didn't show his full strength."
Zhao Qingmei frowned, "Who is this person? Is it that...?"
The person Zhao Qingmei mentioned is really the person who suppresses today's temples.
Li Fuzhou nodded and said: "It's possible that the man is ambitious and deep as the sea. It's normal to have a chess piece left. But it's also possible that he's from the side of Zhenyi Mountain. Recently, there have been rumors that the man in the temple can't stand it anymore.
The one in Jianghu shows how deep the gap is."
Zhenyi Mountain is also called Dayan Mountain.
There is no other, because the Zhenyi Sect, the national religion of Dayan, was established on Zhenyi Mountain.
If the Demonic Sect brings fear and fear to people, then the True Sect is exactly the opposite, representing the right path and hope.
The largest sect in the world, Dayan State Sect, has countless names resounding in it, making Zhenyi Sect occupy a decisive position in the world, in the shops, and in the court.
Of course, the most important thing is that there is a person living on Zhenyi Mountain.