Chapter 684 Calmness
Sixiu Mountain has a steep but not vast terrain, is beautiful and colorful, and has tinkling streams. It has the gentleness of Jiangdong and the ruggedness of Huanzhou.
Meng Qi felt a little worried and heavy, so he flew down in front of the Huanhua Sword Sect's mountain gate again and explained his intention to the gatekeeper disciples.
"Su Shaoxia, what a coincidence. Senior Brother Qi just left the mountain gate a few days ago." The person's name and the shadow of the tree showed that it was "Crazy Sword" Su Meng. The gatekeeper disciple did not hesitate at all.
He quietly looked at this young master who was famous all over the world, and found that it was similar to what he had imagined, except that he was not so sharp, so wild, and so high-spirited. Instead, he had a little more round and flawless feeling, like white jade that had been polished for many years, smooth but not irritable. .
Meng Qi's heart skipped a beat. Senior Brother Qi had just returned from "retreat" and hurried out. Could it be that something really happened?
"This junior brother, does he know the whereabouts of senior brother Qi?" he asked.
Seeing "Crazy Sword" Su Meng taking the initiative to close the relationship, the gatekeeper disciple was flattered and said quickly: "You shouldn't call me that by Senior Brother Su. Senior Brother Qi is said to have gone to Yedu."
Yedu? Meng Qi bowed his hands in greeting, turned around, and flew into the sky, rushing to the capital of Huanzhou, Zhoujun, and Yedu!
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In Yedu, there is a six-door county government office, and the Yinzhang arrester signs office.
Meng Qi was unable to determine Qi Zhengyan's whereabouts through the Yuxu Divine Calculation, and the strong man from the Huanhua Sword Sect who was in charge of Yedu affairs had never seen Qi Zhengyan come, so he planned to use the six-door intelligence system to help him find the person.
"Don't worry, as soon as there is news, I will notify you immediately." The speaker was Meng Qi's acquaintance, Kong Yu, the former Qingshou head catcher and now the Yinzhang head catcher. He smiled and said, "I haven't seen you in a few years. It’s really disappointing to have passed the first level of the ladder and become a purple ribbon. His strength, realm and official position have surpassed mine.”
"Purple ribbon?" Meng Qi asked doubtfully.
Kong Yu was stunned: "You haven't been to the six-door contact point yet? After you passed the first level of the ladder, the Shendu headquarters promoted you to the purple ribbon head catcher. If you hadn't completed the task in the past two or three years, , I’m afraid Jinzhang also has hope.”
"How much has the salary increased?" Meng Qi pointed to the core.
Kong Yu laughed: "I can exchange for almost three good natural and earthly treasures in a year."
He knew that when it came to the location, money and other things were just trivial matters, so he replaced them with natural materials and earthly treasures.
"Not bad." Meng Qi showed a smile. Counting the previous accumulation, he should be able to get five heavenly and earthly treasures from the six gates in a year. He is worthy of being a court that controls half of the country. He has a profound background. In order to win over I almost spent a "salary" equivalent to 20% to 30% of the net worth of Zhang Yuanshan's ancestor, a long-standing master, to a person like me who had done nothing!
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Kong Yu sent Meng Qi to the door, treating him with the same etiquette as a guest.
Just as he stepped out of the gate of the county government office, Meng Qi felt something in his heart and suddenly paused.
At this time, a black carriage covered by a thick blanket drove out from a nearby alley and stopped in front of Meng Qi's door. The driver was a hunchbacked man, but his aura was long and his flesh and blood contained terrifying power. He turned out to be Excellent position!
Use Jue Ding as a coachman?
For some reason, Meng Qi suddenly thought of Gu Xiaosang. Her coachman back then was also a strong person on location!
With a faint squeaking sound, the carriage door slowly opened, and Meng Qi felt isolated.
The interior is simple and unsophisticated, with a table in the center and teacups filled with tea. There is a person sitting on the left, wearing a green robe, with a straight back and hands on his knees. He is calm and restrained, with an expressionless face. It was Qi Zhengyan.
"Senior Brother Qi..." Meng Qi frowned in confusion, stepped forward, stepped into the carriage, and sat opposite Qi Zhengyan.
There was a soft snap, the door closed, the coachman raised his whip, and the carriage turned quietly and drove towards the end of the street.
Qi Zhengyan's pupils were dark and moist, like two dark gems, with an indescribable depth inside, like an ocean without wind and waves.
His breath was long and steady, and he did not escape Meng Qi's gaze, but he tightened his lips like an ancient well without waves and did not say a word.
A calm and strange atmosphere filled the carriage, leaving Meng Qi at a loss as to how to speak.
The two of them sat opposite each other, hearing the sound of wheels hitting the stone floor and the noise of pedestrians on the street.
The carriage drove out of the city gate and went up the Ye River, gradually away from the hustle and bustle of the world, with only the sound of the rushing water.
Snapped!
With the crack of the long whip, the brown horses pulling the cart stopped in unison, and the tea on the table only rippled slightly.
Qi Zhengyan stood up silently and opened the car door. In front of him was the wide and wavy river water, clear but not clear, like the dead.
He walked slowly towards the shore, his green shirt rustling. Meng Qi's heart became heavy unconsciously, and he left the carriage and walked behind him. The top-level coachman silently drove the carriage away.
Qi Zhengyan turned around with his hands behind his back, the wind on the water blowing his hair, and finally spoke, as calmly as before:
"I knew you would come to me."
Meng Qi stopped ten steps away from him, took a breath and said, "I'm worried that you have something to hide."
Qi Zhengyan still looked expressionless: "There is indeed something unspeakable. We have to conceal our strength every time, which makes the difficulty of everyone's tasks unknowingly increase. If there were not enough good deeds and proper preparations, someone would have died long ago. Therefore, after the death task, I will quit the team."
"Quiting the team? Senior Brother Qi, what does it matter if your strength is enhanced by a chance encounter? I'm almost at the fifth level, and the variables in the mission are mainly caused by me. Why do you feel guilty?" Meng Qi said in astonishment.
Qi Zhengyan's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a rare smile, but the meaning was unclear:
"It would be fine if it was just a chance encounter."
As soon as he finished speaking, an evil wind suddenly rolled up around him, and a little red light flew out from Qi Zhengyan's body. It mixed with the evil wind and formed a statue with a human head and a dragon body, six arms, and a face seven or eight times the same as Qi Zhengyan's. Similar.
If so, Meng Qi would not be surprised, but this Dharma-connected body is of blood color, with an indescribable strangeness and familiarity. Its six arms can hold destruction, kill, hold blood beads, condense filth, or hold ice-cold weapons. Flowers, or pinch red evil fire.
Although it is not depraved in itself, it is creepy.
"This... the blood shadow in the fragment of heaven!" Meng Qi had a flash of inspiration and remembered the source of the familiar feeling, the bloody shadow of the mysterious demon-killing figure in the fragment of heaven!
Qi Zhengyan did not answer, as if the terrifying image filled with tyrannical blood took a step forward, overlapped with him, shrunk to a point, and formed a bloody stain between his eyebrows, like a half moon like a lotus petal, his aura rose rapidly, giving people close to him. Feeling heavy in the sky, the green shirt flutters, and he is a little more powerful besides being calm.
Seeing the stain, pictures suddenly appeared in Meng Qi's mind, and he blurted out:
"Demon Lord!"
Yes, the statue of the Demon Lord I had seen was not human, but had three heads and six arms. The most obvious feature was a demon mark between the eyebrows. Apart from the different color, the shape, position and senses of the blood mark on Qi Zhengyan were almost the same!
No wonder the Demon Lord said "You're late" instead of disappearing long ago...
However, I was with Gu Xiaosang at that time, why did he say you were late instead of you being late.
His heart was ups and downs and he could not calm down. Meng Qi looked at Qi Zhengyan blankly, not knowing what to say.
Senior Brother Qi actually obtained the inheritance of the Demon Lord!
Qi Zhengyan looked calm and said calmly: "Most of the demon's power, secrets and knowledge are hidden in flesh and blood. A drop of blood and a piece of flesh often contain incredible things."
Meng Qi thought of the "Blood of the Demon Saint" he had obtained, and had no doubt about it.
"When I was in the Demon Tomb, in order to avoid danger, I accidentally entered the lake transformed by the Demon Lord's blood. My body was soaked by the blood, and I was quietly transformed. From them, I obtained the Demon Lord's skill inheritance and experience." Qi. Zhengyan's eyes were still deep and unrippled, as if he was talking about someone else's affairs, "Originally, I was very resistant and upheld the right path, unwilling to fall and join the devil. But when I was in Lingshan, I was in a dead end, I asked myself, and gave up like this. Are you willing?"
"I'm not willing to go from being a disciple with mediocre qualifications, not being taken seriously, and being unable to teach advanced techniques to a completely different person step by step, with a promising location, and then die like this."
"Whether it's fate or God's arrangement, I won't accept it."
"So, I chose to fuse the blood of the Demon Lord and inherit his skills, experience and will."
Qi Zhengyan was not hysterical, and calmly said something that should have shocked people's hearts.
No wonder Senior Brother Qi covered his eyes when he entered the hall where Qing Deng was... every little detail flashed through Meng Qi's heart.
The details tell the story!
Meng Qi took a breath: "Senior Brother Qi, magic skills and evil methods have nothing to do with whether a person is good or bad. If you uphold the right path, it doesn't matter even if you practice magic skills, it will be a good thing if you use it for good!"
Qi Zhengyan looked at Meng Qi steadily and was silent for a moment before saying:
"I'm possessed."
Meng Qi's heart sank, and before his tongue could bloom, he saw Qi Zhengyan's expression becoming solemn:
"In my eyes, there are good and bad demons, some are those who rebel against the heavens, and some are those who kill and destroy. The only thing they have in common is that they are not tolerated by God and are not accepted by the world."
He took a step forward and looked at Meng Qi seriously:
"I have ordinary qualifications, so I can't get advanced skills and enough resources for cultivation from the sect. If I don't have adventures, I will be in a muddle my whole life, watching other people's glory."
"Under such circumstances, even if I work hard to improve myself, how effective will it be? The way forward has long been blocked by those with outstanding talents and good fathers and mothers. Among all living beings, how many people want to practice a skill but can't?"
"They told me that outstanding talent is God's blessing, that a good father and mother are accumulated through generations, and that fate is what it is, but I don't accept it."
"I don't envy them. I just want everyone to get the same opportunity to practice. Those who are strong will advance, and those who are lazy will retreat!"
"If all this is arranged by God, I will kill in the sky! If it is destined by fate, I will reverse the cause and effect!"
Qi Zhengyan's mood finally fluctuated and he looked directly at Meng Qi:
"Junior Brother Meng, this is the devil in my heart, so what is the Buddha in your heart?"
This is the devil in my heart, what is the Buddha in your heart... Meng Qi was at a loss and speechless.
Suddenly, he burst out laughing, took a few steps forward, and patted Qi Zhengyan on the shoulder:
"Is this the devil in your heart?"
"What's there to worry about? Am I like a pedantic person? As long as you don't do evil things that go against your conscience, we will still be good brothers and friends in life and death!"
Meng Qi seemed relaxed, looking into Qi Zhengyan's eyes, trying to bridge the gap with laughter.
Qi Zhengyan didn't speak. It took a while before he showed a rare smile, which was both bright and emotional:
"Junior Brother Meng, I know you are not a pedantic person, but my path is destined to be the enemy of the sect family. If everyone has the opportunity to practice advanced skills, heaven will be healthy and a gentleman will constantly strive to improve himself. Endanger them."
"Your master is an eminent Shaolin monk, your junior brother is a rising star in Shaolin, your family is a distinguished family, and your best friend is the direct descendant of the Xijiang Pavilion and the direct daughter of the Langya Ruan family. Will you give up on them?"
"I was born in a humble family, and there are few things I can stick to. Even the martial arts of the sect can be exchanged for Liudao. But because there are few things I can stick to, I stick to it when I encounter it, and I will not retreat until I die. This may be the only glory that can bloom in my humble life!"
Meng Qi watched Qi Zhengyan's mouth open and close, and his mind suddenly became confused.
Qi Zhengyan's expression returned to calm, and he said calmly: "I don't want to deceive you anymore, so I won't join Xianji."
"Brother Qi..." Meng Qi opened his mouth, but couldn't say anything.
Qi Zhengyan smiled again, and his voice was a little hoarse:
"Brother Meng, if you don't share the same path, don't make plans with me."
After speaking, he turned around and walked away on the water, his green shirt fluttering, upright, not worried at all about Meng Qi's exorcism and defense of the way, only his voice echoed on the shore:
"If you don't share the same path, don't make plans with me."
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