Luck in the heavens starts from the Red Mansion

The wind whistled, blowing on the face a little cold.

Jia Huan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the distant Daxing City that looked like a giant beast lying, his heart was calm.

The purpose of killing through the Hexi Corridor and Guanzhong this time has been achieved, so he will naturally not really kill into Daxing City, there is no need for such a thing.

Guanzhong at this time can be said to be in a state of panic, for the powerful and local tyrants.

Their hands are more or less stained with the blood of innocent people.

Once they are targeted by the masked knights in the bamboo hat, the end will be too miserable.

All the thoughts are on defense and vigilance, how can they care about other things?

There are naturally very few people who support Yang Xuangan!

In this case, if Yang Guang still can't stand it, and retreats from Liaodong in a panic as in normal history, then it can only be said that the Great Sui Dynasty is doomed.

In fact, he was also speechless in his heart. He originally thought that the killing with the broadsword in his hand would not be too serious during this trip to Guanzhong, but he still overestimated the moral bottom line of the Guanlong military aristocratic group.

There is no worst, only worse!

Then what else can be said, the Haoran sword energy will suppress all injustices.

The lower the officials or the small leaders under the local tyrants, the more harmful they are to the lower-level people!

His energy is really limited, and it is impossible for him to go back and forth to kill in Guanzhong. It is not realistic.

If he really does this, I am afraid that the court will mobilize a large army to encircle and suppress.

However, next time, Jia Huan does not plan to come in person, and let the inner disciples who have cultivated successfully in the lineage of Daozu Zhenchuan take over. They must correct the atmosphere in the Hexi Corridor and Guanzhong.

It was the ninth year of Daye, and the inner disciples who were first taught by Jia Huan personally had been there for five years.

Five years is enough for them to grow up thoroughly and become first-class or above masters in the world!

It can only be said that the environment of the world of the Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty is too friendly for martial artists.

The innate realm that is difficult to achieve in the low-level martial arts world can be achieved quite easily here with correct guidance.

Even without the correct guidance of the elders of the sect, if one is talented enough, even by practicing ordinary martial arts that are everywhere, one can gradually explore and reach the innate realm!

It can be said without hesitation that Jia Huan is the top martial arts teacher in the world of the Twin Dragons of the Tang Dynasty, and there is no one else. It is definitely not an exaggeration.

His experience in teaching martial arts is really too rich.

The Taoist lineage is not short of training resources at the moment. If the inner disciples trained by Jia Huan cannot make rapid progress in strength, it would be too shameful.

Anyway, imitating the masked knight with a bamboo hat has become a trend in the martial arts world, and it is not a big deal to let the disciples who have achieved success in training play the role.

It was decided happily!

What he needs to consider is whether to let his disciples sweep the Hexi Corridor and Guanzhong area once every three years or once every two years?

If the dignitaries standing on the top of Daxing City knew Jia Huan's thoughts, they would probably curse.

Even if they have a deep foundation and strong power, they can't stand such a toss.

Before Jia Huan turned around and left, two figures suddenly floated down from the tall top of Daxing City.

Jia Huan's eyes were very sharp, and he saw at a glance that one of them was a middle-aged beauty with a graceful figure. She was wearing a robe that looked like a monk and a Taoist, and he didn't know what the situation was?

She floated down from the top of the city very elegantly, like a fairy in the sky.

The other one was a middle-aged Taoist priest, with a very ethereal aura, giving Jia Huan the feeling that he might fly away at any time, full of agility and liveliness.

However, although this guy's aura was well concealed, Jia Huan still saw his strength realm: martial arts master!

The first master in the Central Plains, Sanren Ning Daoqi?

Interesting, interesting, I didn't expect this guy to take the initiative to wait for me here in Daxing.

The cultivation of these two people is quite good. Ning Daoqi is not to mention. The strength of the other middle-aged beauty has almost reached the peak of the innate realm!

In the Central Plains, such a combination is naturally quite powerful!

Of course, in front of Jia Huan, it is naturally nothing.

The two of them were very fast, and soon they crossed a distance of more than ten miles and stopped directly in front of Jia Huan.

What puzzled Jia Huan was that Ning Daoqi was actually a step behind the middle-aged beauty, indicating that the middle-aged beauty was the leader, which was very surprising.

"Fan Qinghui has met you, may I know your name?"

The middle-aged beauty smiled slightly, with indescribable charm, and directly stated her identity.

"You are not even a martial arts master, you are not qualified to talk to me!"

Jia Huan said lightly, which directly made Fan Qinghui's face flushed and was angry.

After speaking, he just glanced at Fan Qinghui lightly, and the eyes were filled with righteousness, which directly shocked the soul.

Fan Qinghui groaned, and subconsciously took three steps back, just behind Ning Daoqi.

"Sir, please show mercy!"

Ning Daoqi's face changed slightly, but he did not make any move, and there was already a storm in his heart.

"You are the wanderer Ning Daoqi, the number one in the Central Plains Dao Sect?"

Jia Huan spoke calmly, his tone indifferent: "How can a dignified martial arts master fall behind so easily?"

"It's because I don't kill innocent people, otherwise this person would have been beheaded!"

This sentence frightened Fan Qinghui into a cold sweat, and Ning Daoqi was thoughtful.

"I dare not, but I have made some achievements in martial arts and have gone a little further than my peers!"

Ning Daoqi bowed his hands repeatedly and said with a wry smile: "Compared to you, I am far behind!"

"Humph, you are self-aware!"

Jia Huan said calmly: "I don't know how you cultivated to your current level. I don't know if you have gone astray. It is almost impossible for you to make further progress in the future!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like thunder exploding in Ning Daoqi's ears. He was no longer as ethereal and indifferent as before, and his eyes were wide open and his face was full of horror.

"No, I don't know what you mean by this, please teach me!"

After regaining some reason, Ning Daoqi hurriedly bowed and asked for advice. His Tao heart was in chaos at this time.

"Could it be that without the guidance of the Taoist elders, we should not easily integrate the martial arts concepts of Buddhism?"

Jia Huan said puzzledly: "The pursuit of Taoism is the unity of the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit, which is to be free and easy to achieve the Tao and become an immortal!"

"But the ultimate pursuit of Buddhism is extinction!"

"The so-called flesh body can be abandoned and the Buddha's light will last forever, but they play with reincarnation accumulation!"

"The two concepts are poles apart, and you still want to integrate, unless you achieve the status of Heavenly Master first!"

These words directly made Ning Daoqi pale and in a trance. It's hard to wake up completely for a while, and it's even hard to say whether he can recover to his peak state.

Such a thing is too much of a blow to his mind, and most people would probably collapse directly.

The martial arts truth that he has been pursuing so hard turned out to be wrong. Then all these years of hard work and all kinds of bad things that owe favors to others, weren't they in vain?

This scene was seen by Fan Qinghui, who was almost angry to vomit blood.

Ning Daoqi was the thug she had tied to the chariot with great difficulty, so she couldn't just destroy him.