Chapter 466 Old Wu En (first update)

Chapter 466 Old Wu En (first update)

When the Heavenly Flying Immortal and Chaotian Yijian collided, Meng Qi and the Sword Emperor's spirits became entangled and stimulated each other, rising to a level he had never reached before.

At this moment, he felt that there was no difference between himself and the heaven and earth, inside and outside. The spirit and nature blended together and seemed to become a part of it. Therefore, what he felt in the world was what he felt. The movements of every hair of the people near the peak seemed to be in his heart. Emerge clearly.

Surrounded by the surging and invisible sea of ​​vitality, the body is immersed in it, all the pores are opened, and it is thirsty and smooth, as if returning to the mother's arms!

This is unprecedented comfort, this is the unity of nature and man.

With the help of the Sword Emperor's qi pull, and with the help of a sword that neither party could change anymore, Meng Qi briefly stepped into this realm!

All the things he had experienced in the past, the current subtle state, and the grand road ahead, all flowed through Meng Qi's heart one by one. He and the Sword Emperor looked at each other with both joy and sadness.

The spirits and minds of both sides condensed at one point at their peak, undergoing wonderful changes and collapsing into a dark and deep black spot.

Black spots stretched, cracks appeared, and white light burst out, flooding the horizon.

Before being engulfed by the white light, Meng Qi saw the Sword Emperor's physical body disintegrate, saw him crush his external demon to death, saw his soul become transparent and rejuvenate, and he looked vaguely familiar.

The brilliant white faded, and so did the darkness. Meng Qi heard the sweet singing of birds. Even in early winter, there were birds that were not afraid of the cold.

The grass roots covered by a thin layer of snow, the dormant vitality, the messy stones, and the pedestrians in the distance all appeared clearly in Meng Qi's mind.

But this strange feeling of being different from the world and you and me slowly faded away, and Meng Qi returned to his previous state. He could vaguely sense the power of heaven and earth, and grasp the laws of natural cycles, but he was hazy and temporarily unable to do so. A barrier that transcends.

However, Meng Qi showed a heartfelt smile. With this short first-in experience, and having initially constructed his own path, he will definitely be able to unite nature and man before the next mission. What he needs now is to use the hunting wolf Wang tempered his martial arts will and polished his mind to see if he was consistent with the initially constructed path. If not, he would have to start all over again. He had no regrets and was impatient.

When the time comes, if Cheng He enters the realm of harmony between man and nature, he will have two or three years less thinking time than He Jiu, Wang Siyuan and others, and he will only need to consolidate and adjust.

Patting his green shirt, Meng Qi stood up slowly and looked around. Since he was living in a hazy state at that time, his whole body was absorbed in reflection and thinking. He didn't know the specific time when he was pulled into reincarnation by the external demon, so naturally he couldn't do anything about it. Determine the comparison of the speed of time on both sides.

"What happened to this external demon? He pulled me in for no reason, and was killed for no reason..." Meng Qi believed that he was definitely the most confused person among those who survived the backlash of the external demon. He could only describe it as inexplicable, "Sword The emperor looked a bit familiar when he was young, but there are many people who are two to three points similar in appearance..."

Meng Qi thought about it for a while, but found nothing. He identified the location and walked in the opposite direction instead of going to the grassland.

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In early November, the grassland was covered with white, and the heavy snowfall was rare in a century.

This is one of the things the herdsmen hate the most, white plague!

The snow was very thick, and in some places it was not deep but there was a layer of ice. Cattle, sheep and livestock could not break through the surface and ate the grass below. They froze to death in batches and starved to death. So each tribe drove their livestock They would be willing to hand over more than half of their belongings even if they gathered in a large tribe, because there were shamans from the Immortality Sect and powerful grassland warriors who could melt the snow and eliminate white disasters.

After many tribesmen migrated, they arrived at Pueraria Gaole. A clear river meandered around many tents, miraculously not freezing.

This place is close to the border and is a gathering place for commerce and trade. It is full of people with various accents. Goods from the south are always coveted, but only the noble leaders of the tribe can afford them.

Listening to the noise of cattle and sheep braying, and smelling the mixture of various strange smells, Old Wu En tightened his old fur, looked at the drunken warriors and herdsmen in the tent, and counted the silver and gold with satisfaction. Copper coins and skins of cattle and sheep, today is another good harvest day.

Since the coming of the disaster, tribes have come one after another, more than ever before. When the grassland people get together, their favorite things are horse racing, wrestling, archery, martial arts competitions, and drinking!

This made Lao Uen's "tavern" business more and more prosperous.

"Old guy, I heard that you used to be a good hunter who could go deep into the grassland and hunt down wolves and monsters?" A drunken man asked loudly with his chest half naked.

Wu En smiled along with him, the wrinkles on his face were like blooming flowers: "Nowhere, no where, I didn't even know there was such a thing."

"Let me tell you, how do you look like a good hunter with your wizened and thin look?" The drunk man sat down contentedly, "Immortal God, I will never see the wrong person!"

Wu En didn't speak. He looked at the cow and sheep skin in his hand with a deep look in his eyes, as if he was recalling something.

These barbarians, the Great Khan issued an order to promote the newly minted copper coins and silver cakes, but they still came with cattle and sheep skins... Wu En sighed and scolded these small tribesmen. The grassland is vast, the tribes Scattered, it is easy to gather together to rob the south, but it is very difficult to popularize certain things.

Suddenly, the felt curtain of the tent was lifted, and a cold wind blew in, making people shiver involuntarily.

A man wearing prairie winter clothes came in. He had his hair cut down to the left, a beautiful mustache, and his eyes were like black gems.

He was not very old, and he had a long knife on his waist. He seemed to be no different from a wandering swordsman, and he walked straight to Old Unn.

"Pay the money first and then get the wine." Old Wu En explained the rules without raising his eyes.

"One tael of gold and one tael of wine." The man said in a rather strange accent, as if he was not used to prairie language.

Old Wu En's movement of counting the cows and sheepskins froze for a moment, and he slowly raised his head and said, "This wine is only for loan, not for sale."

He spoke very slowly, as if he was afraid that the other party would not understand the Prairie dialect.

"Lend me the Nine Altars." The visitor did not hesitate.

Wu En called the mute boy who was following him and asked him to look at the tent. He turned around and led the visitor to the small tent at the back.

"Where's Yin?" After entering the tent, Wu En suddenly spoke fluently in Central Plains dialect, which is the official dialect of Jin Dynasty and Northern Zhou Dynasty.

There was an additional cyan official seal in the visitor's palm, which glowed with misty brilliance and revealed two words: "Chasing the Wind".

"The Qingshou Catcher, you are the Qingshou Catcher at a young age, the old man has worked hard for half his life to become the Qingshou Catcher..." Wu En looked at the other person and understood that his strength is definitely extraordinary, otherwise he would not be the Qingshou Catcher at such a young age. head.

The person coming was none other than Meng Qi. After he left the grassland border, based on his previous preparations, he contacted an agent from the Six Gates of Dajin in the Northern Zhou Dynasty and tried to help him find the Wolf King through the six gates' grassland intelligence network.

After being introduced, he set off to Kudak Gol.

When Lao Wuen was young, he was a famous warrior in the grassland. However, he offended a certain tribal noble and was almost killed himself. His wife and daughter were made slaves. Fortunately, the Six Gates took a fancy to him and used a certain spy to make this noble suddenly He died suddenly, and his children fought fiercely to fight for the property. Only then did Unen take his family south to Gegen Gol.

From then on, he hated the unfettered nobles and served the Jin Dynasty wholeheartedly.

Meng Qi touched the two beards that he had grown deliberately, and said with a smile: "I can finally speak Dajin dialect. During this period, I can only pretend to be cold and cold, so as not to speak too much and be exposed."

A month of supplementary training only allowed him to barely understand a small part of the prairie dialect, and what he could speak was even more limited.

"Prairie dialect is not difficult to learn at all, but it is Mandarin. Hey, it took the old man ten years to learn it before he became fluent." Wu En looked like he couldn't remember the past, and then his face became solemn, "Comrade, you ask the old man What do you want to know?"

He did not ask the spy's purpose.

"I'm here to kill the Wolf King." Meng Qi said calmly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Kill the Wolf King?" But Wu En doesn't think so!

His eyes widened, looking at the man with the two mustaches in front of him like a monster.

Who is the Wolf King? Number one on the current list!

He has hunted many good players on the grassland and caused public outrage, but to this day, no one can do anything to him. You must know that there were tribesmen who went out to look for him!

Not to mention his own strength, just missing a hit and immediately escaping from a distance is a headache.

Is the Wolf King so easy to kill?

Meng Qi showed a bright smile: "Yes, I also asked Qingshou to help find the person. On the six-door sea fishing document, the Wolf King is clearly listed."

The Wolf King once hunted down the masters of the Jin Dynasty, so it was naturally mentioned in the hunting documents.

"If the Wolf King had been found so easily, he would have died a hundred times earlier." Wu En frowned and shook his head.

Meng Qi nodded slightly and fully agreed with his statement. At the Secret Service, he got a relatively detailed information on the Wolf King, which included a list of most of the people he had hunted, including the date of the killing. After reading about the strength, background, and the place of the accident, I felt that the Wolf King killed people completely at will. Suddenly in the east, suddenly in the west, the strength of the person killed was high or low. If you don't have enough time to analyze, you really can't find it. Possible hidden patterns.

The only thing that can be seen is that as the Wolf King's strength grows, he no longer has a strong desire to kill people who are much weaker than him, but there are a few scattered here and there, as if he does it casually.

If there is no way to trace the Wolf King, then we can only take the risk of luring him to attack. But the Wolf King must be very sensitive to danger if he can survive until now. He can smell something wrong without any reason, and wait patiently until his strength reaches half a step to perfection. , and then suddenly attacked, putting himself to death.

"I wonder if there is any news about the Wolf King in Qingshou?" Meng Qi looked at the local snake Wu En sincerely.

Wu En thought about it and said, "What you know is what the old man knows, but some people may know more."

"Who?" Meng Qi originally had the mentality of treating a dead horse as a living horse, but who knew he actually had a clue?

Wu En said in a deep voice: "The Wolf King has killed many grassland warriors. Most of them are young people with good talents and extraordinary strength. Some of them are the sons of tribal nobles, and some are the disciples of a well-known warrior. After they die, their How can relatives and friends not want revenge? "

"Those with more deep-seated hatred secretly formed a 'Wolf Killing Association' to communicate with each other, exchange information, and kill the Wolf King. They are spread throughout the grassland and may have more knowledge about the Wolf King's whereabouts."

"Wolf Killing Association..." Meng Qi heard about this organization for the first time.

Wu En breathed out: "The old man doesn't know much about the 'Wolf Killing Club'. He only knows a few of its members. If you want to join, you can introduce them to me, but I don't know whether joining is dangerous."

Meng Qi pondered for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "Please introduce me to Qingshou."

His tone was firm and unwavering.

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