Yan Liqiang did not turn his head. After leaving Xu Lang and others, he could already feel the stinging gaze behind him, and he still pretended to continue walking forward without realizing it.

The super spiritual perception given by the Yijing Marrow Cleansing Sutra and the long-term experience of training the arch cultivation have allowed Yan Liqiang to feel that the person staring at his back is definitely a good archer.

In fact, although Yan Liqiang had been talking to Xu Lang just now, Yan Liqiang had already noticed that two of the people next to Xu Lang were somewhat different. The two people, one was a young man wearing a blue satin gown and had a black mole on his mouth. The man was in his twenties, with a gloomy breath and arrogant eyes. In a vague way, you could feel the flattery of Xu Lang and his other people towards that person, and his status seemed to be very unusual.

There was another person next to that person, with a very ordinary face. Standing among a group of people, he would hardly attract attention at all. The reason why Yan Liqiang noticed that person was because the person had very sharp eyes, long hands, and wide shoulders. At that time, Yan Liqiang just glanced at the person and had a vague feeling that the person was also a master of bowing.

The stinging gaze was like an arrow shot, wandering in Yan Liqiang's back and neck. It was from this gaze that Yan Liqiang felt a sharp murderous aura, which made him feel trembling.

For some reason, when he felt the gaze coming from behind, what appeared in Yan Liqiang's mind was the arrow shot from afar when Xu Lang and Liang Yijie competed on the life and death stage that day. Although there was no evidence or even no reason, Yan Liqiang's feeling told him that the person who shot that day was the person with an ordinary face.

Just now on the street, people came and went, and everyone was watching. Both sides had their own concerns and could not do anything, so they stopped.

After crossing two streets and buying two jars of good wine from a wine shop on the street, Yan Liqiang left Dijing straight away. In the moonlight, he carried two jars of wine and returned to Luyuan again. However, on the way back to Luyuan, Yan Liqiang once again felt a sense of crisis. He met Xu Lang and the others today, and it was probably not that easy to forget it. With the virtues of Xu Lang and the others, he could do anything. He was just a first-time visitor in Dijing and had no background backing. Xu Lang and the others would definitely be more unscrupulous, so he must be prepared.

Yan Liqiang, who had "died once" before, knew that life was more valuable, so he would never allow himself to fall into a desperate situation, and would not wait for others to prepare everything before dealing with him.

But, how to prepare needs to be carefully considered...

...

"Ha, Captain Yan is back..." As soon as he walked to the gate of Luyuan, the soldiers guarding the gate greeted Yan Liqiang enthusiastically.

"I brought two jars of wine to my brothers. When it's not at night, you can drink two sips of wine in Yuhuhan..." Yan Liqiang smiled and handed the two jars of wine in his hand to the captain who greeted him.

"Oh, it's still a good wine from Yushuxuan in the Imperial Capital. Thank you Captain Yan. Then I will thank Captain Yan on behalf of all brothers!" The Captain smiled and took Yan Liqiang's wine, and was very polite.

"Hahaha, what are you polite? We just have different responsibilities. I guard the archery field, and my brothers are here. Although I don't spend much time together on weekdays, I still have to thank my brothers for their daily care and comfort!"

"It should be, it should be..."

Looking at Yan Liqiang's back as he walked into the Luyuan, the several drunkards among the soldiers guarding the gate of Luyuan could not help but look at the two jars of good wine brought by Yan Liqiang, and couldn't help swallowing quietly.

"These two jars are old wine from Yushuxuan. One jar of wine costs about two taels of silver. Yan Ziwei is really generous..."

"Don't stare at me, each one is like I haven't drunk good wine in my life. Now we are on duty..." The captain greeted a sergeant and asked the sergeant to take two jars of wine. "When I'm not on duty at night, let the kitchen get some wine dishes and let us drink..."

When the lieutenant heard the words, the soldiers smiled happily...

...

Yan Liqiang had not returned to his yard yet, and was still halfway through. It took a long time for yellow hair to rush over, shaking his tail, sticking out his tongue and licking Yan Liqiang's hand, and excitedly surrounding Yan Liqiang.

"Have you been wandering outside these days?" Yan Liqiang touched Huangmao's head.

"Wang...Wang..."

"It seems that I've been sluggish enough, so let's go back with me..."

Huang Mao nodded and ran briskly in front of Yan Liqiang, leading the way for Yan Liqiang.

Looking at the yellow-haired look, Yan Liqiang suddenly felt his heart. He was still trying to deal with the threats of Xu Lang and others. Now when he saw the yellow-haired, he suddenly remembered the strongest creation function in the Heavenly Dao Temple. This function has not been used for a long time. In addition to the Yellow-haired, according to Fu Guang, the Heavenly Dao Divine Stone in the Heavenly Dao Divine Realm can create almost all things. No matter what he wants or can't imagine, the Heavenly Dao Divine Stone can create...

Perhaps, you can try that gasp machine in the Temple of Heaven...

Back to his residence, Yan Liqiang did not rush to enter the Temple of Heavenly Dao. Instead, he washed his hands and face first, and then came to the study room of the residence, lit a lamp on the desk, put the four treasures of the study that he had sent before on the desk, grind the ink, picked up a pen, closed his eyes, calmed down for a while, then opened his eyes, dipped the pen in ink, and then wrote the first line of words on a blank piece of paper.

The first chapter of the spiritual root breeding and the origin of the mind and nature cultivation

After looking at the beautiful lines of handwriting on the paper, Yan Liqiang took a deep breath, reopened the lines again, and then wrote them down...

The poem says:

Chaos are not divided into chaos, and no one sees the vastness.

Since Pangu broke through Hongmeng, he has developed the distinction between the clear and turbidity.

It brings all living beings to be kind and discovers that everything will become good.

If you want to know the achievements of fortune, you must read the passage of the Dissertation of the Misfortune when you Journey to the West.

...

Yan Liqiang kept on his hands for a moment, and as those lines of text appeared on the paper, Yan Liqiang's mind, "Journey to the West", one of the four great classics he had read in his previous life, also appeared page by page in his sea of ​​consciousness. It was better to say that Yan Liqiang was copying it than writing it. The book "Journey to the West" was like the Yijing Jinghua Sutra he had read before, and even the punctuation marks were clearly remembered.

Yan Liqiang didn't know if this was a side effect of the Heavenly Dao Divine Stone. Anyway, in his mind, as long as he reads the books or materials he had read in his previous life, as long as he recalls it, he can remember them clearly, just like a copy in his mind...

"Mr. Wu Cheng'en, this time I borrowed your great work, not to make piracy for myself, but to save people. Please don't be surprised..."
Chapter completed!