Great Dao Ji

Before the sound faded, An Qisheng had already gone down the mountain.

The city gods looked at each other, but did not dare to stop him.

However, the yellow dog lying at the foot of the mountain seemed to have sensed something, jumped up, shook off the little red fox on his body, and rushed out to follow.

‘Squeak, squeak! ’

The little red fox jumped anxiously, but it could not keep up with the yellow dog.

After chasing for more than ten miles without seeing any trace, he left dejectedly.

Outside the forest, An Qisheng seemed to have no intention of soaring into the sky. He walked forward holding the yellow dog that had shrunk to the size of a fist, and shook his head slightly:

“Before, you were not happy when I asked you to go out of the mountain with Yan Xiake. You kept playing with this fox every day. You are so smelly that people would believe you are a vixen.”

“Master, I am a kind dog. She insisted on coming, and I can’t bite her to death.”

The yellow dog’s baby voice came.

For more than a year, this yellow dog followed An Qisheng every day, and also got good fortune. His blood was refined several times, no less than the big monster in the mountain, and it was not difficult for him to speak human language.

"You have a deep fate with this little fox, but what can a dog and a fox talk about? Your master didn't even think about finding a Taoist partner, so you still want to find a fox spirit?"

An Qisheng joked.

"I'm just a simple dog"

The yellow dog cried out in grievance.

An Qisheng smiled dumbly. Compared with Sa Wuling, this yellow dog has been with him the longest and has been deeply influenced by him.

After all, the master is kind and kind, how can the dog be so evil?

"Master, you are going to Qingdu, why don't you go by flying?"

The yellow dog was a little curious and drooling:

"Did the big bearded man go to Qingdu too? I haven't seen him for a year, I miss him so much"

"If you fly too long, you will forget how to walk, but you still have to walk occasionally."

An Qisheng said casually.

That being said, his walking is different from that of ordinary people.

With many city gods spreading Qi seeds for him, his practice has improved a lot, and his physique has been refined to be extraordinary. Although his appearance is not obvious, his inner body has already undergone earth-shaking changes.

With the three flowers completed, his horizontal training method has already undergone a transformation.

To transform the body from the cellular level is definitely not comparable to the ordinary body training method.

He seems to be sitting quietly on the top of the mountain and has never practiced, but in fact, the frequency of his body operation at every moment is measured in the hundreds of billions, so the training effect is naturally powerful.

It is far beyond the horizontal training method practiced in the Jiufu Realm.

One step out is a hundred feet, and it seems that the earth is carrying him to walk easily.

"I don't understand."

The yellow dog licked his teeth. Compared with this, he still missed the big beard that came down the mountain before.

That bone, that figure, is much more interesting than the little fox.

The Daqing area is extremely vast, much larger than the Jiufu Realm.

In Liangzhou, there is a county town every 300 miles, a prefecture city every 1,000 miles, and more than 200 cities in one state. The land is vast and the population is extremely sparse.

Because there are many ghosts and monsters in the mountains and rivers, there are very few merchants. Even if there are, they are in groups, so there are few bandits on the road.

An Qisheng walked out of Liangzhou. There were corpses buried in the wild and refugees lying on the roadside, but he did not encounter bandits.

It must be said that the deterrence of ghosts is much stronger than that of the court.

And as his Qi seeds spread, in the nine states including Liangzhou, the city gods became mountain gods, relying on the earth veins, which isolated the contact between the monsters in the deep mountains and human society.

Therefore, the number of merchants in Liangzhou gradually increased.

"The front is Shi Ning Prefecture. Although the prefecture is the richest in Danzhou, when it comes to prosperity, we still have to say our Shi Ning Prefecture!"

Among a team of merchants, An Qisheng lay on the cart, thinking for a while, and a tall man introduced.

This group of merchants came from Shi Ning Prefecture and were doing business in the nearby county town. There were more than a thousand people traveling with them. Seeing An Qisheng walking alone, they invited him to join.

Of course, in this day and age, Taoist priests are always awe-inspiring and convincing.

Especially after An Qisheng cured the sequelae of being injured by ghosts for several people on the road, it was naturally more awe-inspiring.

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows and looked, and he could see a big city at the end of the official road.

Almost all the people in the Huangtian Realm gathered in the city. The county town was comparable to the prefecture city in the Jiufu Realm, and the prefecture city was even comparable to the state city. However, he had walked through several major states and prefectures, and this was the first time he saw such a big city.

It stretched across the wilderness, extending from east to west for unknown miles, and the city wall was more than thirty feet high, almost higher than the capital of Dafeng in the Jiufu Realm.

A large river flowed outside the city, and ships and horse teams were constantly coming and going. It was indeed quite prosperous.

"Master An, if you don't have a place to stay after entering the city, why don't you stay at my house for a few days?"

Not far away, a middle-aged man came over.

This middle-aged man is called Zhao Zhijing, the organizer of this caravan. He is also quite prestigious in Shi Ning Mansion. It is said that he has a huge family fortune, three wives and four concubines, and can be regarded as a big merchant in the area.

If it weren't for the great business relationship this time, he would not have come out.

It was also he who saw An Qisheng's specialness at a glance and tried his best to invite him to join the caravan.

"No, I can't stay long after entering the city."

An Qisheng waved his hand and refused.

Zhao Zhijing felt a little sorry, but he didn't force it. He took out a gold ingot and handed it over: "You seem to be quite poor, and the expenses in Shi Ning's house are not small. Please accept this gold ingot. It is for me to treat you to a drink."

"You are quite generous."

An Qisheng took the gold and looked at Zhao Zhijing deeply:

"You gave me a gold ingot, so I should return the gift"

He stretched out his hand and pulled out a piece of dog hair from the yellow dog. With a flick of his hand, the crooked hair suddenly became straight, like a golden needle, shining in the sun.

Zhao Zhijing was stunned for a moment, then nodded and took the 'golden needle'.

After saying that, someone in the distance was already shouting, "Enter the city."

An Qisheng didn't say much, and Shi Shiran got off the cart and walked towards Shi Ning's Mansion.

Over his shoulder, the little yellow dog looked back at Zhao Zhijing and grinned.

"Brother Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Zhao Zhijing was stunned and speechless, a guard came over and said, "Did that Taoist priest tell you something? Don't believe it. These days, the most mysterious Taoist monks are these."

"The Taoist Master is a capable person."

These days, can anyone who walks alone in the wild not be an expert?

Zhao Zhijing took a deep breath, suppressed his thoughts, and kept the 'golden needle' close to his body.

Then he said:

"Tell the brothers to speed up, finish the work early and go home early!"

He has been doing business for more than a year, and he misses everything at home quite a bit.

Entering the city was quite trivial, but Zhao Zhijing was a respectable businessman after all, and everything had been taken care of before it got dark.

Afterwards, he hosted a banquet for the person in charge of this business trip.

After they finished drinking and drinking, the night had already dimmed. He was worried about something, so he declined the invitation to his friends to have a feast of flowers and wine.

Staggering home accompanied by servants.

The Zhao family's house is quite large, with two entrances and two exits, a large area, a rockery, and a pond that should have an end. But when he entered the house, he discovered something was wrong.

Although the lights at home were not brightly lit at night in the past, it would not be as dark as today.

"Where are the people?"

He frowned, and the accompanying servants had already stepped forward and knocked on the door: "My master is back, where have all the people died?"

squeak~

The door was opened a crack, and the concierge looked outside. When he saw Zhao Zhijing, he was overjoyed: "Master, you are back!"

"What happened at home?"

Zhao Zhijing's heart suddenly sank, and he stepped forward and opened the door:

"Where are the ladies?"

"Ladies, ladies"

The concierge hesitated to speak, with deep fear on his face:

"Ladies, ladies are waiting in the backyard, waiting."

"Start!"

Zhao Zhijing pushed open the door and hurried toward the backyard.

Huhu~

The night breeze blew, and the courtyard felt chilly.

Before Zhao Zhijing came to the backyard, he was already sober from the wine, and he felt more and more wrong.

He strode towards the backyard.

Woohoo~

As soon as he walked into the backyard, he heard waves of low female cries coming from the room lit by candlelight.

"Lingzi!"

Zhao Zhijing was shocked when he heard the cry. He gritted his teeth and pulled out the sword from his waist, and rushed into the house with a loud shout.

Bang!

The night wind poured into the house.

Zhao Zhijing glanced around and saw a woman crying in the mirror behind the curtain.

Upon hearing the sound, the woman trembled first, and when she saw Zhao Zhijing, she burst into tears again:

"Husband, you, you are back!"

The woman threw herself into Zhao Zhijing's arms, her delicate face was filled with tears, and she was crying extremely sadly.

"Lingzi, what's wrong with you?"

Zhao Zhijing felt a pain in his heart and helped the woman up. He observed carefully and saw at a glance that the woman's body was bruised and purple, and there were traces of being strangled by a rope on her neck.

"Husband, you have hurt me and several sisters."

The woman just cried loudly and was out of breath.

Zhao Zhijing, who was crying, was filled with shock and anger:

"What the hell happened?!"

The woman cried for a long time, and then said twitchingly: "Husband, do you still remember the God of Wealth you invited?"

Zhao Zhijing's heart thumped.

How could he not remember.

A few years ago, his family was in decline, and his servants were scattered. He was unable to do anything, and almost lost all his family wealth. Later, after hearing the introduction from a good friend, he invited a 'god of wealth'.

Visit and burn incense every day.

After a few years, things really improved and I made a lot of money. Although it was still a little worse than the original family, it was much better than when it was in decline.

Therefore, he became more and more grateful to this 'god of wealth'. He kowtowed and offered incense almost three times a day, and kowtowed every time he traveled far.

"That day, the prince went out. At night, the god of wealth appeared, scared away the maids and servants, and raped and raped my concubine. Wuwu~"

As he said that, the woman threw herself on the table and cried as if she was about to die:

"Several sisters, several sisters, all were raped by him."

Zhao Zhijing's body twitched as if struck by thunder, and his eyes suddenly turned red as if they were about to bleed.

Then, an irrepressible roar burst out from his chest:

"How dare Evil God An bully me like this?!"