Chapter 325 An Jing searches for his mother, Shen Mubai learns (43, delayed update)
Pu Ming Zhenjun is the peak master whose parents both died due to the epidemic. He is very impressed by his parents who tried their best to survive. , naturally couldn't bear to see this kind of family separation, and also greatly appreciated An Jing's performance.
"Disaster."
Yingying said: "After all, Anjing is still from Dachen... The reason why Dachen allowed Anjing to stay in the territory is probably because they wanted to use extraordinary means to pull Anjing towards them."
"God's destiny is enough to break many conventions."
"Seniors." The rather young Master of Chuyao Peak had some doubts: "Not to mention anything else, if Anjing finally finds his mother and wants to return to the Mingjing Sect... Do you think Dachen will do it?"
The eight peaks are all manifested saints, but Chen Yinzi, Yiying and Puming are all at the peak of manifesting saints. Jinghuangfeng and Shihuifeng are older and have rarely participated in policy decisions within the sect, while the remaining three are relatively young. , with insufficient strength and qualifications, it was difficult for him to speak up when his seniors were discussing it.
"That's not the case."
Chen Yinzi shook his head: "Dachen's way lies in order and law. Let's not talk about whether they will abide by it. At least, before Anjing prepares to return to the clan, he can be won over by Dachen, so Dachen will protect his safety. , and far safer than Chenli.”
Having said this, he turned his head and looked at the cold-faced Yingying: "Senior nephew Suran and my disciple Guangchen were all attacked by other sects that had been premeditated. Among them were the shadows of the other four sects, as well as There are mysterious forces whose true identity we still don’t know.”
"The swordsman who attacked Guang Chen with the Great Five Elements Destruction Sword Intent is definitely the true disciple of the door, but he does not use the true method, but uses the true meaning of the Five Elements that even a wandering warrior can master. He just doesn't want to reveal his identity... We must first Clean up the inside and outside of the empty mountain and take good care of it."
"Of course."
The other peak masters all nodded in agreement. In the past, each peak master had their own things to do, and it was difficult to bring them all together to discuss the future decisions of the sect. Now, through the negotiations at Baishan Pass, it is rare to reach a consensus.
"Then how should the sect help An Jing?"
Someone asked, and Chen Yinzi had already thought about it and replied: "Name and reality."
"Using the sect's connections to publicize the name of An Jing's three masters in Dachen... This can not only confirm that An Jing is a member of our Mingjing Sect and promote the sect's prestige, but also let An Jing's mother know that he Her son is looking for her!"
"This will also be dangerous."
The master of Yuansha Peak pondered: "If the Demon Sect and other sects want to kidnap Anjing's mother..."
"Just let An Jing and An's mother know." Chen Yinzi shook his head slightly: "There must be an agreement between An Jing and his mother, otherwise he wouldn't have run over like this. They must have agreed on a place to meet in the future. As long as Let them know that they will not make any announcement and will meet privately. "
"Furthermore, warriors from my sect are not allowed to enter, but it did not say that mortals from our sect are not allowed to enter."
At this point, Chen Yinzi laughed: "Mobilize the power of the sect's chamber of commerce, contact An Jing, and give him true successor-level treatment and resources so that he can improve his strength faster!"
"Give him name and substance. For a hero like An Jing, this is enough. Any more will be a hindrance."
"He is a god, we don't need to interfere more, implicating his cause and effect... just believe in him."
It had been tens of thousands of years since I had seen an innate divine destiny, and the peak masters did not know how to deal with it.
Since Chen Yinzi, as Master Anjing, has spoken, then follow his words.
Soon, many of the tentacles and chambers of commerce of the Ming Mirror Sect in Dachen were put into operation.
Especially the storytellers in the northern Xinjiang region received a sum of funds and commissions as quickly as possible.
In just half a month, the story of An Jing, the true disciple of the Mingjing Sect, who furiously killed three masters, spread throughout northern Xinjiang.
after a while.
Dachen Northern Territory.
Hanhai Road, Wuzhou, Beirui City.
There are many lakes and rivers in Wuzhou, with a mild climate and abundant rainfall. Except in midsummer, there is always heavy fog. There are thousands of rivers crisscrossing Beirui City. Every household needs to cross the water by boat except for bridges. . Most of the people and fairies living here have the aura of water. Even the rushing rivers, which rarely receive sunlight all year round, have developed some Shaoyin aura, which can nourish the body and mind and prolong life.
However, speaking of Shaoyin, if mortals are exposed to it too much, their souls will be eroded, making them restless and anxious. The body will be better, but the mind will be weakened.
If you want to maintain your health, unless you cultivate your mind, you have to build a high pavilion, break through the fog, and get some exposure to sunlight every day. But how many people are willing to build tall buildings? Most mortals are trapped in this fog and can only chant sutras day and night. In the evening, the entire city of Beirui can hear the sound of sutras all over the city.
On the outskirts of Beirui City, an "old woman" was washing clothes by the river. This kind of work that requires constant contact with running water can only be done by the elderly. If it is a young person, if it is overflowing and replenished, I am afraid that I will not be able to sleep even if I go back at night. Of course, if the warrior is fine, who would wash their own clothes?
After washing the clothes, the old woman took them to the suburban inn. These are the changes of clothes for the inn guests. They wash clothes every day and pay for them every day, including food and shelter. There is nothing missing, and they can even save a little. Silver wealth.
In the lobby of the inn, there was a storyteller who was talking eloquently and spitting everywhere. The old woman took a look at it and found it quite strange. If the storyteller wasn't talking about Goulan, why would he come to their small inn on the outskirts of the city? The residents here are all stingy, how can they earn any money? I'm afraid it won't be the northwest wind when I go home.
She originally planned to collect the money and go back to her room to continue meditating and recuperating her inner breath - her strength was still too weak. If she wanted to travel alone in Northern Xinjiang, she must at least have the inner breath like a river.
With her talent and age, it would be extremely difficult for her to cultivate to the point where her inner breath is like a tide without external help. However, if Ru He calmly practices, it is still possible.
In the past, she had never really calmed down. It was not until her family was broken up, her husband and her husband were separated, and she was wandering all alone that she truly calmed down, leaving only herself and her practice.
"If I save more money and buy some medicinal materials to prepare the 'Zhuangxue Powder' in the martial arts scriptures, plus my recent practice, I may be able to break through the inner breath like a river."
This is the difficulty of ordinary warriors' cultivation. They have no qualifications and no time. If the 'old woman' hadn't pawned a lot of jewelry and even tokens on her body, she would not have the money to purchase these precious medicinal materials.
However, just when she returned from collecting the money and was about to go to the cabin behind the inn, she heard a name spoken by the storyteller.
【Anjing】
The ‘old woman’ stopped and listened quietly.
Then, she originally thought that she had the same name and the same name, but the more she heard, the more frightened she became, and the more she heard, the more incredible it became.
In the northern Xinjiang, he settled down in Gufeng County, sold himself to the demon sect for his mother, apostatized and killed the master...
She was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes filled with tears, and she couldn't even hear clearly the divine orders and boasts that followed.
"My son...is he my son?"
Around old ladies.
A whole team of Tianyi Demon Cult warriors disguised as passers-by, drinkers, scholars and attendants surrounded the old woman. Even the inn had been bought by them a long time ago, and the current boss only helps them manage the place temporarily.
"It's worth letting her hear it. We spent money to hire someone to tell the story here."
The captain who led the team saw the stunned look on the 'old woman''s face. If he were an ordinary person, he would not know anything about it and would just think that the old woman also likes to listen to stories.
But they breathed a long sigh of relief: "Quickly, inform the goddess, there is a result!"
Not long after, arriving at the top floor of the inn, the team leader respectfully started the water mirror and reported on the work.
"An's mother, Shen Mubai, has learned about An Jing's arrival in Northern Xinjiang. Madam Goddess, what should we do next? Please give me instructions!"
After a while, a quiet and calm voice sounded from behind Shui Jing.
[Protect her, if she wants to find her, escort her to find her secretly]
The girl's quiet voice sounded from behind the water mirror: [Don't show yourself, we need to help An Jing find her]
【In this way, we can also find peace】
(End of chapter)