Chapter 479 Xiaolou listened to Qiu Yu all night

Chapter 479 Xiaolou listened to Qiu Yu all night

Crazy knife enters the capital!

These four words spread quickly in the Divine Capital, and people were talking about it in the streets and alleys. I don’t know how many good people were eagerly waiting to find out where Meng Qi was staying, and guessed the purpose of his grand entrance to the Divine Capital.

For them, the location is too far away from them, so the talent list is real, "within reach", and they can talk about it. Why might they or their children be included in the list one day?

Therefore, the entry of the most popular person into Beijing naturally caused a sensation.

"He's just number one on the list, not even half a step forward. Why does the prince need you to come to visit him personally? You can flatter him by sending someone to invite him." In the Antai Building, the environment is quiet, with rockeries and trees forming a world of their own. Feng Zheng said with a slight contempt. "And according to what Yan Chong said, he has not yet reached the level of He Jiu Wang Siyuan."

Jin Wang Zhao Yi put his hands on his back and walked among the trees. He laughed softly and said: "The number one person who can kill the Wolf King should not be underestimated. Today is not half a step forward. What about three years from now? Five years from now? Ten years from now." What? You need to take a broad view when doing things. Some things cannot be rushed, so it is best to prepare early.”

Feng Zheng was just a little dissatisfied that his master valued Su Meng so much, but he could still listen to the truth. Yes, although the emperor was not in his prime, he was still far away from his twilight years. No one knew how long he could remain at the top. , maybe three to five years, maybe ten years.

As for the number one in the previous rankings, excluding those who died suddenly, most of them became outdoor scenes not long after they were ranked. Among them, the best ones have made rapid progress and grown rapidly, such as Su Wuming, Gao Lan, Han Guang, etc., so don't look at the current rankings. If you win over someone who is at the top of the list, when you need it ten years later, you may be a grandmaster!

Even if it only lasts for three to five years, we can expect Su Meng to become an outstanding one among the first-class location masters!

"Your Majesty has foresight..." Feng Zheng smiled.

As a personal eunuch, although he was wary of the prince trusting others, who wouldn't want the master he followed to be capable?

Passing through the atrium of Antai Building, Zhao Yi saw a landscape of lakes and mountains, shaded by green trees, sparsely populated, with only a few small buildings standing there, enjoying the tranquility.

"Although it is a fake lake and rockery, but it occupies such a wide area in the outer city of Shendu, Antai Tower really deserves its reputation." Zhao Yi stopped to admire the scenery.

Feng Zheng snorted: "The emperor is so arrogant, sooner or later he will cause trouble."

The background of Antai Tower is mysterious, and it is said to involve some aristocratic families in the divine capital.

Zhao Yi smiled and shook his head, jumped over the "small lake" and walked towards the small building at the far end.

When we arrived in front of the building, a waiter came out and said respectfully: "Master Su, please come upstairs and have some tea."

Feng Zheng's face changed slightly, he was a little embarrassed, and he glanced at Meng Qigao. Although the two of them did not deliberately hide, they did not make a big show of it, and tried their best to pretend to be ordinary people. Who knew that Su Meng had sensed it in advance!

The waiter led the way, his steps so gentle that Zhao Yi and Feng Zheng also restrained their voices.

Going upstairs, Zhao Yi saw Meng Qi at a glance. He had changed into a green shirt and a Confucian robe, and was sitting behind the table. There were three teacups in front of him, and the copper stove next to him was reddish.

The autumn wind blowing slowly, the scrolls shaded by green trees, the room smelling of bamboo, the "red" stove boiling spring water, the tea cup as green as smoke and rain, the elegant and elegant man, everything is so peaceful and quiet, Even the long knife lying across the table lacked any murderous aura, making people unable to bear to speak to break this feeling.

Zhao Yi and Feng Zheng didn't say anything, and sat down slowly. They heard a slight sound in the pot on the copper stove, and knew that it was already boiling. If you open the lid of the pot, you will see bubbles like fish eyes floating one after another.

In their eyes, Meng Qi calmly picked up the smoke-colored teacups, brought them close to the copper stove, and heated the surface.

Not long after, the sound of gulu was loud, and countless bubbles seemed to be rising from the edge, which was growing rapidly.

Meng Qi slowly put down the teacups and arranged them in a row. His movements were logical and leisurely, without any impatience.

In the eyes of Feng Zheng and Zhao Yi, they felt that his movement and stillness were completely natural, and his every move and gesture complemented the quiet place, slowly letting the impetuous eagerness in their hearts sink.

There was a loud boiling sound, hot steam came out, and white mist filled the room. Meng Qi reached out with his right hand, grabbed the soup pot without any smoke, and poured the water into the tea cup.

The water flowed like a thread, like a light tap. Meng Qi held the tea spoon in his left hand, stirring the tea powder.

In the steaming white mist, the tea powder tumbles and rises to the surface of the water. It stretches its body between the ups and downs, looking like dragons and tigers, or green peaks. It is all kinds of strange, majestic and magnificent.

Watching Meng Qi divide the tea without haste, watching his movements that match the rhythm of heaven and earth, watching the lingering white mist and milky flowers on the soup noodles, Zhao Yi felt that the impetuousness in his heart was completely washed away, and his whole person was immersed in this kind of tranquility. The heaven and earth, the mind is peaceful and contented.

"This is the Dragon Tiger Peak of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. The tea has a strong flavor and is extremely strong. It takes three boils of water to subdue it." Meng Qi said with a smile, his voice soft and gentle but full of confidence, which was very harmonious with the tranquility.

Zhao Yi was relaxed both physically and mentally. He seemed to have forgotten the troubles and fights outside the small building. He quietly watched the milk flowers rise and fall in the tea cup, smelled the refreshing fragrance, and his tone became softer unconsciously: "I never thought about Crazy Sword." He is also good at tea ceremony.”

"I've been practicing for the first time recently to calm my mind." Meng Qi stroked his tea cup.

Thinking of the peace and tranquility that almost brought him in, Feng Zheng squinted his eyes and glanced at Meng Qi again. The number one on the list was indeed something extraordinary.

He had not experienced the unity of man and nature, but he had broken through to half a step. He had struggled to meet people at home and abroad, and he lacked an intuitive understanding of this realm. Only after Xingyun Village did he finally face it, and now he feels that it is extraordinary.

"I wonder why Your Highness is here?" Meng Qi was still looking at the soup noodles.

Zhao Yi looked at Meng Qi, who seemed peaceful and humble in front of him, and said with a low smile: "You have saved Gu's life. How can I not show my friendship to the landlord when I get to the capital of God?"

"As long as you have the will." Meng Qi was like an old monk, unmoving.

Zhao Yi Zhuangruo said casually: "Beheading the Wolf King with a sword shocked the world. Now that we are taking advantage of this situation to enter the capital of gods, what earth-shattering event will we do?"

Meng Qi smiled: "With all the heroes gathered in the capital of the gods, it is natural to make friends through martial arts."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly looked out the window and whispered: "The wind is picking up."

The sky is dark, and it seems like a continuous autumn rain is coming.

Zhao Yi didn't ask any more questions, and with a smile on his face, he chatted about things in Shendu, acting like an enthusiastic host, and the guests and hosts were enjoying themselves for a while.

At the end, when he saw Meng Qi serving tea, he stood up voluntarily and said with a smile: "Although I am not talented, I can still say a few words about the affairs of Shendu. If you have any difficulties, just speak up."

He didn't mention anything like wooing, it was just a greeting to visit an old friend.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Meng Qi saw the guests off to the stairs, watched the two of them leave, and nodded slightly. Compared to when he was in Xingyun Village, Zhao Laosan had a deeper level of self-cultivation in the city, but if he sneaked into the Qionghua Banquet, many The matter is not easy to handle, should we do Infernal Affairs and secretly help Lao Wu fight for glory?

While thinking, he picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and then spat it out with a sound.

"It tastes really bad... Fortunately, there is a etiquette of serving tea to guests..." Meng Qi frowned.

He was a real beginner. When he saw Dr. Tea dividing tea like this in the afternoon, he followed the same example and pretended to be a master to bluff Zhao Laosan.

Outside the building, raindrops were already falling.

Zhao Yi put his hands behind his back, and there seemed to be an invisible barrier on his body that reflected the rain: "How?"

Feng Zheng understood what his master meant and said in deep thought: "It should not be underestimated. It almost feels like He Jiu Wang was thinking far away, but the time is still short and the heat is not enough. If there is a chance, he may be able to reach the sky with the influence of Qi. If If you can win over them, they will be of great use within three or four years.”

Regarding this kind of genius, his tone was always a bit sour. Only by giving up part of his body and taking the wrong path can he go to the outdoor scene. It will be difficult to break through in the future. But once a character like Su Meng enters the outdoor scene, he will advance very quickly. Just like Su Wuming back then, every year he regained his power!

"This kind of character is the most arrogant and arrogant. He must be sincere, treat each other as equals, and like others. It's a pity that he was underestimated when we first met..." Zhao Yi sighed.

The raindrops fall, the sky changes from light to dark, and the autumn wind, autumn rain and autumn are terrible.

Meng Qi adjusted his state of mind, closed his eyes and sat on the chair, facing the autumn rain, as if listening and sleeping. In his current state, the main thing is to sense the heaven and earth and beat the heat of the inner world.

Unconsciously, as night fell, Meng Qi moved his right hand slightly and flicked it on the handle of the knife.

"Qian Qian from the Shendu Martial Arts School, please give Su Shaoxia some advice." A voice came from far away, full of energy, as clear as beads falling on the ear, but with a little age, it seemed that it was a master who had been enlightened for many years.

"where is the road?"

The sound came from far to near, and a sword light lit up, as if interacting with the night sky, and a few stars fell through the thick clouds, illuminating the rain curtain.

In the thick darkness, this sword struggled and wandered, as if a trapped beast was looking for a way to break out.

Meng Qi almost sang, sighed, and held the handle of the knife with his right hand.

The sword shines like a dragon, slashing out swiftly and absorbing all the vitality around it.

And although it is a gathering of life, it itself is full of death energy, and it was struck by the sword light in an instant.

After birth and dissipation, the energy dissipated and the light stopped, the long sword seemed to have lost all its spirituality, broke into two pieces with a click, and fell to the ground with a snap.

"The road is at your feet." Meng Qi sheathed his sword and still sat on the chair, seemingly never getting up, and kept listening to Qiu Yu quietly.

Outside the building, there was a figure standing quietly in the rain, without any defense, being soaked like a drowned chicken.

After a while, he whispered to himself: "The road is at your feet, the road is at your feet..."

Looking at the broken sword, he suddenly felt like he was being released from his bonds. He seemed to understand something, but he didn't understand anything. He rushed into the rain and disappeared in front of the building.

After a while, amid the dripping rain, another voice sounded:

"Du Lin from the Du family came to ask for advice."

Just as the visitor was about to approach, he suddenly felt a chill in his throat, as if there was a sword energy approaching, so he transformed himself and used various moves, but no matter how he dealt with it, the invisible sword energy followed him like a shadow, and he couldn't get rid of it!

It wasn't until he took ten steps back that the chilling feeling of sword energy disappeared, and his forehead was already dripping with cold sweat.

After staying for a while, he turned around and left, not daring to stay any longer.

The autumn rain is continuous, and the sound of the rain is like a musical score that urges people to sleep, revealing the tranquility and a little melancholy of the late night.

Just like that, the sky became brighter and the rain disappeared.

Many people in the world approached the small building out of curiosity. They heard the sound last night from afar.

"Look, those footprints should be those of Du Linxi, they are clearly walking in the wind!"

"But he didn't come within ten feet of the small building..."

"That's an eighty-pound panlong stick that sweeps in all directions!"

"Master Huajian's folding fan... was split into two pieces!"

They were dumbfounded because all the traces were far away from the small building, and the nearest one was even ten feet away.

Suddenly, someone with sharp eyes said: "Then, isn't that the 'Xingzhao Sword' of Master Qian? Why did it break in front of the building?"

What kind of person is Qian Qian in the Martial Arts Hall? At the age of forty, man and nature become one!

He is actually three steps away from the small building

"For some reason, Master Qian has not been able to break through. Instead, he has become nagging, and his strength has obviously declined..." Someone tried their best to find an excuse.

But halfway through his words, he sighed:

"Crazy Sword Su Meng's reputation is well-deserved."

The people around thought that last night they only heard the sound of rain and the sound of calling one's name, and there was no sound of fighting. It was all dull, and then they sighed and agreed:

"The number one on the list of people is the number one on the list of people..."

Meng Qi felt in harmony with the heaven and earth, breathing in the morning sun and inhaling the purple air. He didn't know when the rain would stop, as if he was sleeping peacefully.

At this time, the waiter from the small building came up and said in a low voice: "Young Master Su, someone from the Su Family in the Divine Capital has invited you."

Meng Qi slowly opened his eyes, his pupils as clear and deep as a flat lake.

What is supposed to come finally comes.

By the way, I have something to do tonight, the first chapter will be at 12:30 noon tomorrow.