A sword.

Alone.

Plus a small donkey.

Yan Jing'an sat sideways on the donkey's back and walked slowly along the road towards the front. There was no expression on the jade face covered by the hat. This is the mount given to her by the monks of Shaolin Temple when she left Shaolin Temple, and what she originally wanted was a horse.

All the way east, Yan Jing'an's mind was not on the scenery on the road, but on contemplating something with his head down.

Yan Jing'an was very aware of her mission to descend the mountain.

In fact, she herself knows very well that the saint of the previous generation of Cihang Jingzhai, the lord of this generation, her master actually failed, and the biggest reason for the master's failure is probably the woman in the portrait.

The woman named Guo Xiang.

A true saint of the last generation.

Yan Jing'an didn't know what this Guo Xiang had done, so that the tutor left the biggest shame of Cihang Jingzhai to Guo Xiang, the story of which is unknown, but it has an inexplicable attraction, just like a kitten's paw constantly scratching your heart, making you have a tickling feeling.

Yan Jing'an didn't know that there was a very vivid adjective for this feeling-gossip.

She just followed the feeling of her heart, and after seeing the master's practice of the person in the portrait with her own eyes that day, she specially checked some relevant records in the master's door, although there were many things that were artificially eliminated, but occasionally she could still find a little clue.

For example, Guo Xiang's identity as a saint.

The head of the Emei faction.

Is the relationship between the Emei sect and Cihang Jingzhai the same as that between Shaolin Temple and Jingnian Monastery?

No!

Wrong!

If it's the same, this time the Shimoyama family teacher won't fail to tell himself.

"Hmm!"

"Aren't the ways different from each other?"

Soon, Yan Jing'an had already paid attention to this, although the Emei faction is also a Buddhist sect, I am afraid that it is not the same as them. You must know that the entire rivers and lakes know that the relationship between the Emei faction and the Wudang faction is excellent. Even the disciples of both sects have plans to marry.

Such a relationship can no longer be described in simple words.

Throughout the past, Cihang Jingzhai can be said to have worked hard to develop over the years, but its scale and power have long been inferior to those in the late Sui period, and now it is definitely not easy for them to become the white road leaders again.

In comparison, their current power in the rivers and lakes may be far less than that of the Shaolin Temple.

It has to be said that this is a kind of sadness.

But it is also the common wish of the disciples of Cihang Jingzhai for hundreds of years, and it is their common goal to review Cihang Jingzhai again. The trauma they have suffered is too deep, even after so many years, they can still make people feel the scars that have been cut off by the other party's sword.

However, the only thing that made Yan Jing'an feel comfortable was that not only did they Cihang Jingzhai suffer a heavy blow, but the Demon Gate was also not unexpected. There is no such trade-off, which is already the greatest luck.

You must know that after experiencing so many things, the most important thing they lack in Cihang Jingzhai is enough patience.

It is because of their patience that they can get back on their feet in the rubble. Looking back, the rumored ethereal ethereal has disappeared hundreds of years ago, and Cihang Jingzhai is still Cihang Jingzhai.

This matter has long told the ancestors of Cihang Jingzhai a truth.

Although you have experienced failure, as long as you exist, then there is a chance to start over.

And now it's time for Cihang Jingzhai to go out of the mountain again.

"Yue Yuan!"

The name that has always existed in the records of Cihang Jingzhai is as important as the Cihang Jingzhai Sect Martial Arts Cihang Sword Codex. Yan Jing'an knew that this person was their Cihang Jingzhai's worst enemy.

The reason why Cihang Jingzhai has been up and down for hundreds of years is because of this person.

But after all, this name was only heard, and she had never seen this person when she was young. It is said that it is better to be famous than to meet, what kind of existence is the man who can make them end up like this?

The name......

Is it me or a descendant?

After thinking about it, Yan Jing'an still felt that the white-haired Taoist priest who appeared in Dadu should be the successor of that person, but he was just acting in his name.

As for whether she appeared in person, this idea Yan Jing'an just had a little idea in her mind, and she was killed by herself, because this guess was too terrifying.

If that's the case, she really doesn't know how to face an old monster.

Keep your head down.

The gaze fell to the ground through the light veil.

She was thinking.

In any case, this matter is the most important thing at the moment of Cihang Jingzhai.

With past examples, Yan Jing'an always felt that Cihang Jingzhai and Shaolin Temple alone might not be enough, and she also needed to pull in a group of allies, such as some people from the Taoist family. Fighting alone, that has never been Cihang Jingzhai's style of doing things.

At all times, she knows that collaboration is the best way to success.

As for the Emei faction and the Wudang faction...... It's not the choice in Yan Jing'an's heart.

This time, she said that Jing'an should live up to her master's expectations.

However, in Cihang Jingzhai, there is a tradition of choosing the true son of heaven, but after being artificially interrupted in the middle, this custom has been hidden until it is now re-put on the table. Otherwise, there would not have been a large number of emperors on the table in the first place.

You have to know who is qualified to be emperor at that time, but they have the final say.

Where will it be the appearance of a mess of porridge in the five generations.

So who in the world can have this qualification now?

Thinking of this, Yan Jing'an's face involuntarily revealed a trace of depression. She just came down the mountain, and she had a little too little understanding of this river and lake and the world. Looking around the world, I didn't find a few candidates who met Cihang's expectations.

Who can represent Buddhism as the true son of heaven?

"Hey!"

Sighing with self-pity and self-pity, Yan Jing'an temporarily suppressed this thought in her heart, for her this matter is not necessary for the time being, and the most important thing now is to contact allies to target the appearance of that person.

The appearance of that name is the biggest thing.

But in general, her biggest goal this time out of the mountain is to win that man again, so that Cihang Jingzhai can be revived and return to the top.

With his mind settled, Yan Jing'an patted the donkey under him and sped up towards his destination.

Shaolin Temple.

After the sudden visit of the heirs of Cihang Jingzhai, the atmosphere of the entire temple became strange.

Ordinary disciples may not be clear, but occasionally they notice that the atmosphere is slightly tense, but in the eyes of the higher-ups, they can see the changes very clearly. And in it, in particular, attracted the attention of a middle-aged monk.

“…… Brother Yuanzhen. ”

A monk who looked a little older suddenly spoke up and let Yuan Zhen, who was wandering, react, but Yuan Zhen didn't have any strange behavior, and he ignored his own distraction very casually, and put his spirit in front of him.

The appearance of the woman who claimed to be the heir of Cihang Jingzhai made Yuan Zhen suddenly realize that he was afraid that he had one more way to go.

Maybe......

I can do it another way.

His eyes were as deep as water, his head was slightly lowered, and he was chanting the Buddha's name on his lips, and he had made his own decision unconsciously.

Not to mention the changes in the Shaolin Temple, the current Emei faction has also undergone major events.

The disciples up and down the entire Mount Emei became trembling, and everyone felt the anger that permeated the entire mountain, the anger from the head of the sect to exterminate the master.

"Yang Xiao!"

In the main hall, the cold voice of the exterminator Tai Sen was echoing, and the cold tone made Zhou Zhiruo and Ding Minjun and other disciples who were standing on the side feel their scalps tingle. Except for the eyes of Zhou Zhiruo and several female disciples full of worry, Ding Minjun's eyes flashed with schadenfreude from time to time.

The Emei faction did not expect that Ji Xiaofu would be implicated in Mingjiao.

Even......

She and Yang Xiao, the left envoy of the Ming Sect, also had a daughter.

This, this made everyone completely dumbfounded after knowing about it. Unlike the astonishment of ordinary disciples, in the heart of the exterminator Shitai, there was only endless anger and a sense of betrayal by the apprentice.

The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

Ji Xiaofu undoubtedly disappointed the exterminator too completely. It was even more of a complete shame for the Emei faction.

The exterminator didn't know how to explain to the Wudang faction.

It's a shame to be at home.

It has to be cleaned up.

After a temper, Emei sent their disciples and began to chase Ji Xiaofu's traces, and the leader of them was Ding Minjun. And the exterminator Shitai himself went out of Mount Emei and went in the direction of Wudang Mountain.

On the main road.

Two horses galloped and galloped towards the northwest without stopping.

on horseback.

Yang Xiao's face rarely showed a happy smile.

In his arms, he was holding a little girl who was not very old. Perhaps the little girl had never ridden a horse, and had never tried such a galloping experience, and her little face was full of panic, and a pair of small hands grabbed the placket of his clothes, for fear that she would fall off the horse if she was not good.

On the horseback next to Yang Xiao was Ji Xiaofu with a sad face.

Not to mention the mood of the three of them, in Yang Xiao's heart, he knew that he would return to Mingjiao all the way, but he could only be convinced by the new sect leader.

No matter what, this favor he Yang Xiao must respond.

As long as he responds to this favor, it means that he, Yang Xiao, is facing the failure of that sect leader.

Now it can probably only depend on whether Wei Yixiao and the Iron Crown Dao people have corresponding gains.

Almost at the same time.

Mostly.

The Ruyang Royal Mansion also welcomed a guest.

The body is majestic and handsome.

A long black and shiny hair, parted in the middle, hanging down on both sides.

The purple-red and gold robe on his body was spotless, and he was draped over a silver cloak that reached the ground, and a three-inch-wide girdle was tied around his waist, revealing a piece full of precious stones.

The ultimate in luxury.

During the questioning of the small county lord Minmintemoor, she learned the man's name.

The man called himself Pomban.

PS:Rub.,There's no response to this scheduled release.,I was woken up by someone and I didn't know.,It's released now.,By the way, start coding today's amount.,This chapter was yesterday.。 (To be continued.) )