Chapter 431 Not a Human (please vote)
"Assassination?" Whether it was Min Renlong who was born in the big sect or Yuanyang who was born in the Southern Wilderness, the four newcomers were all fledglings who had not yet experienced the world. They were still just imagining the assassination. Now that they were suddenly encountered, I didn't know whether they were excited or excited. Afraid, all eyes turned to the "newcomer leader" Meng Qi.
In their hearts, the young master whose true strength is unclear is lazy, smiling, and has a leisurely posture. Even though he is carrying a long sword, he does not make people feel intimidated or intimidated. He is quite charming in a strange environment.
Meng Qi picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup, took a sip, and smiled with his eyes slightly bent: "Don't look at me, I am just a 'mentor' and will not interfere too much in your tasks. From now on, you must learn to make your own decisions. situation, make your own strategies, and complete your tasks yourself.”
The word "teacher" in the main world comes from Buddhism to describe the Buddha who guides all living beings to become enlightened and transcend the sea of suffering. Therefore, Wu Xiuxian, Weng Lingyu and others did not have any difficulty in understanding it. Yuan Yang was left a little confused, but combined with the previous and following sentences, he could still understand it. Find out the meaning.
After they looked at each other, Yuan Yang said with dissatisfaction: "In our southern wilderness, if you want to surround and kill monsters or people from hostile tribes, you must understand their habits and the surrounding environment in advance, otherwise you will not be able to start. "
The tribe she was born in is close to Dajin and often goes to border markets, so the Dajin official language is very fluent. However, with the Six Paths, there is no need to worry about internal communication problems. It will automatically unify the language to the one used by the largest number of people. The minority seems to speak a foreign language, but in other people's ears it is still the mainstream.
"Yes, we are not familiar with the place. We don't know Tiexin Hall or the Demonic Sword of Parting, so we have no way to start." Min Renlong looked around, and based on the Jianghu experience taught by his teacher, he looked for someone who seemed to be well-informed in this noisy inn.
Soon, he stood up and was about to leave his seat.
"Min Shaoxia, where are you going?" Weng Lingyu asked nervously.
She is the daughter of an ordinary escort. She has not yet awakened and has never seen the world. If it were not for the three people who share the same problem and Meng Qi as a mentor, she would have collapsed. Now seeing Min Renlong leave inexplicably, she is naturally uneasy.
Min Renlong smiled and said, "Of course I'm going to inquire about the news."
"Do you recognize the local snake?" Wu Xiuxian blurted out.
Meng Qi was smiling and playing with the teacup beside him, watching them discuss, just like watching himself and others a few years ago.
"I don't know, but money can make all the difference." Min Renlong patted his bulging wallet.
"Order whatever you want, you can't go hungry during the assassination." Meng Qi suddenly said.
Min Renlong nodded and walked away, looking for the shopkeeper first.
The remaining three newcomers looked at each other and were silent for a while. Wu Xiuxian, the direct descendant of the small sect, couldn't help but say: "According to what the young master said..."
He subconsciously looked at Meng Qi.
Meng Qi nodded slightly and motioned for him to continue.
"According to what the young master said, the mission of the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation will not be easy, but it will not make it impossible for us to complete it. At present, the information is insufficient. We will not consider the situation of borrowing external help. We will simply rely on the strength of the four of us. If arranged properly, There should be a chance to kill the Demon Sword of Farewell, and if there is any omission, it may ruin itself. In other words, Fu Cuo's strength should be slightly higher than that of the four of us joining forces head-on. Considering the existence of Min Shaoxia and the influence brought by the identity of the Xiang Master, For protection, the target should be the realm of the fourth orifice to the sixth orifice.”
In the small sect, those who can enlighten themselves before the age of twenty are rare and good ones. Naturally, Wu Xiuxian is highly regarded. There are many elders who give advice, and he considers the problem in a systematic way.
He glanced at Meng Qi again: "As incense masters, all have cultivation levels from four to six orifices. The elders and hall masters of Tiexin Hall have probably opened seven or eight orifices. It is impossible to say that all nine orifices have been opened at the same time. We will combine them later. Based on the information that Min Shaoxia has gathered, knowing the size of Tie Xintang's power in the world, we can roughly understand the upper limit of this world's strength. However, we don't have to worry. Most enemies with more than six orifices will not appear. Even if they do, it should be the mission of the young master. category."
Meng Qi always wore a leisurely smile and nodded when he heard this, indicating that they did not need to consider enemies with six or more orifices.
"Maybe the Demonic Sword of Farewell was squeezed out because he is just the Xiang Master, but his actual cultivation level is at the forefront of Tiexin Hall?" Weng Lingyu said in a soft voice. She has seen many parents who are short-sighted. Those who are powerful may not be able to rank high. The lower the level of martial arts. The more so.
Yuan Yang agreed: "That's right, my father is one of the top ten masters in the clan, but he offended the clan leader and has never been able to become an elder."
The three of them started a discussion with just a short line of mission description, which reminded Meng Qi of his own past. He once tried to act as a dog-headed strategist, but unfortunately, things were unpredictable and he became the only choice for the team.
He sighed and reminded: "We have to consider the uniqueness of the cultivation methods in our world. Not every place follows the path of enlightenment and inner scenes."
"Is there any other way to practice?" Weng Lingyu and Wu Xiuxian were startled.
Yuan Yang, a girl from the Southern Wilderness, nodded thoughtfully. There were demons dancing wildly, monsters running rampant, and tribes numerous. The cultivation methods were all kinds of weird, such as being connected to the life of the Gu insect, and slowly improving the Gu insect by feeding it with corresponding medicine and flesh. Improve yourself.
Meng Qi glanced at her and chuckled: "The Blood Clothes Sect is rampant in the Southern Wilderness, and their cultivation methods are very weird. I believe Miss Yuan will be familiar with them."
The Blood Clothes Sect, one of the Nine Demon Paths, was expelled from the Central Plains in the past and took root in the poor mountains and rivers of the Southern Wilderness. It became the overlord of the region. The leader formed the true form of the "Blood Sea Rakshasa" and suppressed the Southern Wilderness.
Speaking of which, the Nine Paths of Demons benefit from strange techniques and many trickery. The chances of attaining the Dharmakaya are higher than those of the righteous path. However, the further you go, the more you suffer. They often stagnate, and they have a bad relationship with each other. , even wishing for the destruction of the other party, so they were suppressed by the righteous way, and everyone shouted for beatings.
Yuan Yang showed a little fear: "Yes, I have seen Blood Clothes Sect disciples use hot needles to embroider runes on themselves..."
At this time, Min Renlong returned with joy. As soon as he got close, he lowered his voice and said: "I have inquired clearly. Tie Xintang is the leader of the Left Alliance. The leader is one of the best in the world. The specific realm is unknown. This is not the location of the main hall, but it is also Counting the cities within the strength of Tiexintang, the ‘Devil Sword of Farewell’ Fu Cuo is the Supreme Emperor in the city, and he should have opened his eyes and ears..."
With more news, the four newcomers discussed more heatedly, as if they were in a secret room.
Not long after, the waiter brought them wine and food. They were already hungry and chatting while eating. Meng Qi stood next to him with a smile and raised his chopsticks to eat. They were enjoying themselves.
"Now we need to figure out Fu Cuo's daily habits and find assassination opportunities from them." Min Renlong was very ambitious. This was his first battle in the world!
Weng Lingyu, who was just starting out, was not very confident and glanced at Meng Qi: "Master, how did we do?"
"Not bad." Meng Qi put down his chopsticks and said with a smile, "But there are three mistakes."
"What mistake?" Min Renlong couldn't believe it.
Meng Qi played with the wine glass: "First, if the matter is not kept secret, you will lose your identity. Discussing the assassination matter in public can easily be overheard by interested people."
Wu Xiuxian and others were startled, and quickly looked to the side, and found that at some point, everyone in the inn had disappeared, leaving only empty tables and chairs.
"I, we thought the young master was here." Weng Lingyu stammered in explanation.
"We were wrong. Things in the Six Paths were too much like a dream, which made me forget about the environment and be careless." Yuan Yang, a girl with a yin and yang face, looked ugly and reflected on herself.
Meng Qi continued: "Second, it is right to inquire about information, but if you are not familiar with the place, how do you know that the local snake has no connection with the Demonic Sword of Parting? You should inquire in a roundabout way, from different places. Direct inquiry can easily make the target alert and lead to To cause trouble."
This is a summary of his several years of experience in the arena.
Min Renlong swayed and his face turned pale. This was what his teacher taught him. There is always a gap between what he knows and what he does, especially when he tries it for the first time.
"The third thing." Meng Qi suddenly laughed, "You actually ate the food that was delivered to you without checking it, thinking it was still at home?"
"Ah?" They were confused at first, and then shocked, because they found themselves powerless!
The overly lively atmosphere of the discussion just now and the lack of dangerous situations made several young people in the world forget the most basic common sense. Now it seems that it is too late to regret.
Min Renlong stood up suddenly and was about to draw his sword, but his hands were weak and his legs were numb, so he slumped down again, and the other three couldn't even stand up.
"You can actually survive the weak tendons without falling down. Could it be that you have seen the clues a long time ago?" A suspicious voice sounded. The black-faced shopkeeper and a beautiful woman wearing a pink gauze skirt came over. The rest of the people in the inn People were walking away and scattered.
"Damn thief, he actually drugged you!" Min Renlong roared.
Meng Qi looked at them with a smile: "The steamed beef with soft tendon powder and rice flour has a sour taste, which is not very delicious, but it is especially delicious when added to the bamboo shoot soup. It's not bad, it has a unique taste."
He actually ate it, was fine, and commented on the taste... The black-faced shopkeeper's expression was dull, and the face of the woman in pink skirt changed, and she suddenly took action, trying to subdue the only unaffected enemy.
Poof, she hit the enemy with both palms, but the opponent seemed not to notice and was still tasting the fresh soup.
"Hard skills to protect yourself?"
"No wonder you dare to take advantage of Master Fuxiang!"
"I didn't fight back! I was still affected!"
The two of them seemed to understand something. One was holding a sword and the other was holding two daggers. A violent storm surrounded Meng Qi.
The sound of clanging continued, but no matter the sword or the dagger, there was no trace left on Meng Qi's body. Weng Lingyu and others were nervous, worried and dumbfounded.
The black-faced shopkeeper gritted his teeth, stretched out his dagger, and stabbed Meng Qi in the eye. This was the cover of his hard-working body-protection skills.
Meng Qi lowered his eyelids and allowed the dagger to stab him.
Suddenly, without moving his eyelids, the dagger that had been struck repeatedly had already curled up its edge. The black-faced shopkeeper was so horrified that he took a few steps back, unable to believe that the man in front of him was a human!
The woman in pink skirt stretched out her thin sword and tried to penetrate Meng Qi's body from his mouth to break the hard skill.
When White Teeth bit down, the sword made an obvious breaking sound, and the tip of the sword was actually bitten off.
There was the sound of chewing, Meng Qi spit out a ball of steel slag, and smiled at the already confused woman in pink skirt: "Crack, crunch..."
The black-faced shopkeeper roared like a panic, pointed out the index finger and middle finger of his right hand, and formed a spiral of strength, specializing in breaking hard skills.
Bang, both of his fingers were broken and he was rolling on the spot in pain.
The woman in the pink skirt collapsed and cried in horror:
"You, you are not human!"
Either they are monsters or monsters, or they are gods, Buddhas, immortals and saints!
Min Renlong, Weng Lingyu and others were in a trance, as if they were dreaming, forgetting that they were drugged.
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