Chapter 530 Fierce Sword Pill (please vote for me)
The young man carrying the sword box sat down near the door. He looked solemn and slightly uneasy in the coldness, as if he was waiting for or afraid of something.
Meng Qi wanted to come forward and say: "Brother, if your temple is darkened, something bad may happen to you."
But considering that when I came here for the first time, my eyesight was all dark, I didn't know the situation, and I didn't know the enemy or the enemy, so I finally decided not to make any extravagant efforts.
He turned to look at Xie Xian with a smile: "Maocai seems to be quite yearning for Feijian?"
This is to seize the opportunity, cut into the topic, and use it to get the general situation here.
Jiang Zhi listened with a smile. She was not as good as Xiao Mengduo in her ability to deal with people and use formulaic expressions.
Regarding this point, Meng Qi himself is quite proud. After all, he has been tricked by so many old foxes, plotted by Wang Siyuan, Jiang Hengchuan and others. He has been struggling in the world for several years. If he has not made progress, he would have become a roadside person long ago. Bones!
As soon as the word "Maocai" came out, countless people in the carriage looked over. It seemed that it was surprising that Xie Xian could become Maocai at his age.
Xie Xian, who was being watched by everyone, blushed again, felt very embarrassed, and hesitated: "Yes, who wouldn't yearn for a swordsman who can take people and their heads from a hundred miles away?"
"But how many sword immortals of this level are there in the world?" Taoist priest Ouyang Zheng muttered, "The idea that one sword can defeat all magic is just bragging. Taoist skills are complicated, each has its own use, and is extraordinary. How can it be? Can a sword break it?"
Jiang Zhiwei secretly sent a message and said to Meng Qi: "He has many talismans and seals in his possession. They should be the talismans of the Taoist sect, which hook up the vitality line. After the 'demon chaos on the earth' and the catastrophes of overlords, demons and Buddhas, the inheritance has been completely cut off." , only the formation technique and the talisman technique itself are still left, and there is no way to cultivate yourself. You can try this aspect."
With his emotions and direction, Meng Qi took over the chat effortlessly and slowly extracted some information from Ouyang Zheng and Xie Xian.
This place is jointly dominated by Mo Gong, who is good at machine arts, and the Immortal Sect of several Daodao sects. Mo Gong is the most powerful, equal to the imperial court, and divides the states and counties, while the Immortal Sect has a transcendent status, with two lines of Fu and Zhuan and one line of Sword Immortal, and magic skills. With magical powers and powerful flying swords, he is regarded as a man among gods. Taoist palaces also exist in various states and counties to take care of nearby medicine mountains, mines and other industries. They assist Mo Palace in dealing with demons, ghosts and evil cultivators. If there is a drought, they must also Pray for rain and water to ensure a good harvest. As for floods, both Mo Palace and Taoist priests will help.
Xie Xian has a good talent. He has been running around the village mechanics since he was a child. Later, he entered the Mo Palace in Huowu County and practiced the art of mechanics. He became a maocai with outstanding performance and became a real mechanics. He was recommended to participate in this year's " He took the "Xiancai" test and entered the Mo Palace in Yongzhou, the city of Zhou, to learn more advanced machine skills.
According to Xie Xian's description, his current machine skills can only make various substitute objects, such as cattle, horses, prosthetic limbs, etc., and have no actual combat power. The safety of the village depends on warriors. As for Ouyang Zheng, he belongs to the Immortal Sect to supervise Fire Mist Mountain, to prevent evil spirits from appearing.
"When I become a 'Xiancai' and study in Yongzhou Mo Palace, I will be able to make puppets, mechanical tigers and various better prosthetics..." Xie Xian's eyes were filled with color and his expression was high.
Full of dreams... Both Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei were in the mood of seeing new things, without any sense of urgency, and they were leisurely. They laughed and said: "Are they just 'talented people'? Don't they want to become 'noble men'? ?”
"Jue Zhe" was the title revealed in Xie Xian and Ouyang Zheng's previous conversation.
"Hey, after taking the test every three years, how many 'virtuous people' can become 'nobles' and be awarded a title by the Mo Palace?" Ouyang Zheng shook his head to indicate the difficulty of becoming a nobility.
It turns out that "noble" means being awarded a title after passing the assessment. Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully, his eyes still focused on Xie Xian's face.
Jiang Zhi's face was radiant, and even though she didn't say much, Xie Xian, who was sitting opposite, was a little reserved. He scratched his head again and said with a silly smile: "If you say you don't want to become a knight, you are lying. What mechanic doesn't want to get the true inheritance and create A mechanism that can drive away fire, control water, and use gravel to prevent disasters? But the 'Queen's Examination' is very difficult. If you can get five-fingered 'Queen's in each state in three years, you can laugh. I, I don't know if I can do it..."
Ouyang Zheng saw that Xie Xian was feeling melancholy. He thought about his own affairs and how things hurt others, so he sighed in a low voice: "I don't know if I can form a true talisman in the future, successfully obtain the ultimatum, and become a true Taoist priest."
Meng Qi laughed and broke the slightly sentimental atmosphere: "You two are young, so there is no need to worry. The road is at your feet, just take it step by step. It is good to have high aspirations, but there is no need to feel sad about it. If you say My ambition is to become a sect leader and a heavenly master!”
Ouyang Zheng couldn't help but laugh: "Zongzong? Celestial Master? Brother Su, you are already this age. Even if you were a treasure in the ocean, it would be too late to change cultivation. Well, the art of mechanism has little to do with the decay of the body. You are really talented. , it’s not too late to become a ‘noble’, but after becoming a nobility, it involves physical organs, spiritual organs, etc., which is unbearable for those over fifty years old.”
"The best martial arts cultivator is the Sword Immortal lineage." Xie Xian interjected, "But sword cultivators have extremely high requirements for talent and determination, and they recruit very few disciples."
He felt quite regretful. If the Sword Immortal lineage opened up as widely as Mo Palace, he really wanted to try it. Of course, he would not give up his favorite mechanism technique.
Meng Qi sighed and asked Qiqing, "Does it mean that my martial arts career really means that I can't reach the gods?"
I don’t know how many passengers around me laughed. A warrior is just a mortal, and he is recognized by the world!
Ouyang Zheng suppressed his laughter and said perfunctorily: "Brother Su and Miss Jiang have great ambitions and are not afraid of difficulties. They are really admirable. However, warriors have been unable to communicate with the gods for a long time, unless they can go back to ancient times."
"There were warriors in ancient times who could reach the gods?" It was not Meng Qi who asked the question, but Xie Xian. Many passengers in the Mo carriage also looked puzzled.
Ouyang Zheng said with a hint of pride: "My Wanxiang Sect has the longest heritage. It has witnessed the ups and downs of many immortal sects, and witnessed the crossing of the sea by the 'Mo Palace' tens of thousands of years ago. Naturally, there are records of some ancient events."
Vientiane Gate? Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei looked at each other, both thinking of the Wanxiang Immortal Lord and Senluo Wanxiang Sect.
Does their sect still have records of ancient events?
If this is the case, you have to find an opportunity to "visit" at Wanxiang Gate.
Suddenly, Jiang Zhiwei sent a message: "Mo Palace 'crossed the sea' tens of thousands of years ago, which coincides with the time when the demons and Buddhas were in trouble."
"Did they also come through the Senluo Wanxiang Gate? To avoid disaster?" Meng Qi guessed.
Where exactly is this place? A paradise like a paradise in the sky?
But it is obviously much wider and wider, closer to the world!
Because it was not a secret, Ouyang Zheng showed off his knowledge: "If the world hadn't changed and the vitality had become thin, why would our Wanxiang Sect have so few monks? During the reign of the Emperor of Heaven, our Wanxiang Sect was a real immortal sect where real people came in and out, and gods came and went!"
"In ancient times, there were qi practitioners who transformed the essence, cultivated the physical body, breathed in and out the power of nature, practiced the five qi in the chest, and built the inner world. They were somewhat similar to warriors. Perhaps this was the path for warriors to reach the gods. ”
Meng Qi's mouth twitched when he heard this. Outside Senluo Wanxiang Gate, Qi training is a symbol of performing magic. It is used to refer to similar methods, which is completely different from the Qi practitioners in Ouyang Zheng's words.
However, what Ouyang Zheng said seems to be closer to the original definition.
"Hello, ancient Qi practitioner." He smiled and sent the message to Jiang Zhiwei.
Jiang Zhiwei held back her laughter and said seriously: "Hello, ancient wild beast."
Once Meng Qi explodes with all his strength, his muscles become knotted, his clothes bulge, his body becomes larger, his strength is overwhelming, and his momentum is terrifying. He really looks like an ancient wild beast.
"It's a pity that after the demons invaded the land, the inheritance of Qi practitioners has been cut off." Ouyang Zheng changed his words and looked at Meng Jiang and Meng Jiang with a little pity. They were beautiful and pleasing to the eye, but they entered the martial arts by mistake.
In the future, if they meet Mo Gong and Xian Zong who have evil inner skills and are good at oppressing others with power, it is impossible for them with such outstanding appearance to be bullied, robbed, and become banned.
Although the world is peaceful and the people are happy, those at the top have all kinds of privileges and tend to ignore the lives of ordinary people.
Hearing these words, several people dressed as warriors in the carriage felt sad. The flames of hope that had been aroused were immediately extinguished. The future was still bleak. They and others could still only look after their homes and villages and be ordinary soldiers.
Their martial arts are more derived from the cultivation methods of the sword cultivator lineage.
At this time, the ink truck came to a stop and slowly stopped. The door opened and a few people came up first.
The leader is a man and a woman. The man wears a wide robe with big sleeves, a strange-shaped ink fountain hanging on his face, a white face and a thin beard, and is followed by several iron puppets. The woman is in her forties, wearing an aqua blue robe, with a sharp breath and eyes that look like eyes. Sword light.
The man with the sword box, who had been silent when Ouyang Zheng slandered one sword to defeat all magic, let out a breath and relaxed, as if he had finally been waiting for help.
"Uncle Chang!" Someone among the passengers stood up in shock and saluted with his hands raised.
As he spoke out, many passengers recognized the man's identity and stood up to salute, including Xie Xian and Ouyang Zheng.
Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei stood up and held their hands leisurely.
The middle-aged man known as Uncle Chang looked around and glanced at Meng Qi and others, then nodded gently, without paying attention, and asked the man with the sword box: "What happened?"
Ouyang Zheng whispered to Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei: "This is Chang Huan, the 'jue' of Yongzhou City. He has become Fang Bo. He is very powerful in mechanism skills, especially his left hand has been transformed into the 'Fire Sun Cannon'. It's really true." Extraordinary.”
When he was introducing, the man carrying the sword box said: "Uncle Lin, Uncle Chang, I accidentally found a sword pill in the South China Sea. It was extremely fierce. It took a lot of effort to seal it. There may be changes, so I will send the message to Yong first." Zhou, please come pick me up."
Sword cultivator surnamed Lin nodded slightly, his expression slightly solemn: "Where is Jianwan?"
The man carrying the sword box took out a jade box from his arms, with layers of yellow talismans sealed on it.
When he was about to hand over the jade box, a red light suddenly lit up inside. When everyone least expected it, the change suddenly rose. The red light broke the seal and flew out, with a powerful sword energy.
The sword cultivator surnamed Lin opened his mouth and flew out a pure white sword light, which collided with the fierce light coming towards him.
Suddenly, amid the sound of gold and iron, the pure white sword light retreated, and the fierce red light took advantage of the situation to turn and attack Chang Huan again.
Chang Huan didn't know when an iron-black puppet appeared in front of him, blocking the red light.
when! The puppet's head separated from its body. The fierce red light dodged the green light of the sword box and slashed to the side.
Being in the ink car, with many passengers nearby, Chang Huan hesitated to use the "Fire Sun Cannon" with his left hand. After a beat, he could only watch the red light slash towards the passengers by the window!
"Oops!"
"careful!"
There were two people with outstanding appearance but ordinary aura, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old mechanical master and a young Taoist priest!
Many passengers were shocked and frightened, and the red light was fierce and struck in front of Xie Xian in the blink of an eye.
Chang Huan and the sword cultivator surnamed Lin drove away the puppets and harnessed the sword light. They looked slightly anxious because they would definitely not be able to save him!
At this moment, a hand appeared in their eyes, white and strong, not delicate.
It raised its fingers and flicked it lightly.
when!
This bullet happened to hit the red light, and the fierce blood suddenly dissipated, falling to the ground in a panic, turning into a red sword pill!
"This..." The entire carriage froze for a brief moment.
The pure white sword light stood in mid-air, and the puppet stopped strangely.