Chapter 805 Encounter on the road
The evening breeze was blowing, the waves were gently undulating, and a flat boat was like a black spot on the vast deep blue, going against the trend.
Meng Qi sat on the bow of the boat, with the cool breeze blowing on his face, and thoughts in his mind rising and falling.
After Liu Luo left, due to the great power behind him and the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation, he had temporarily given up on understanding the Overlord's Absolute Sword. He was looking for and waiting for a suitable and secret opportunity, so he did not stop at Sanxian Island and traveled in a wandering way. The attitude of returning to Jiangdong.
"Last time, I speculated that one person's so-called 'Three Fruits' can establish a specific connection between each other, and then use the other party to awaken themselves, forming a struggle with the angler or the possessed person. Although Gu Yaonv was vague and avoided the truth. Xu didn't admit it, but Liu Luo's reminder that "the powerful people behind the scenes will be unhappy" seemed to indirectly confirm this. "This is the issue that Meng Qi cares about the most.
Now it seems that the fruit he ate not only has no harm, but actually contributes to getting rid of the current predicament. At critical moments in the future, it may be possible to awaken himself, completely take the initiative, and get rid of the angler.
Of course, we can't say that Gu Xiaosang is kind. She is in a similar situation to him and needs such benefits.
It's hard to judge other things, but her behavior style of doing things without profit is certain.
Meng Qi tapped the bow of the boat, and the sound was like a melody, floating far away.
Starting from what Gu Xiaosang said was "unlucky years", after several events and the wash of time, Meng Qi understood the situation clearly and gradually wiped the mourning platform and cleared the lake in his heart. He was depressed, sad, wandering, and depressed. and anger will not help, but will interfere with judgment. The only way is to turn them into motivation, as a short-term "martial arts heart", improve the desire from the heart, temper the martial arts will, spur one's own improvement, and wait patiently for opportunities. Don't act blindly, don't make impetuous progress, and don't give up on yourself, despair and decadence.
The worst outcome of the matter is death at most. I am not willing to die, but I will not tremble with fear and my legs will tremble at the thought of possible death.
"But things must be done secretly, and the teacher's relatives and friends cannot be implicated." Meng Qi had already made a decision and had a direction. He felt that the heaviness that had been weighing on his heart during this period suddenly disappeared. His body and mind were relaxed, so uncomfortable, and he could breathe lightly. The sea breeze is so beautiful, the boundless ocean and the majestic sky are so shocking and cleansing the soul.
"The sea laughs, and the tides on both sides of the river surge..." Meng Qi patted the bow of the boat and sang loudly. The sea is vast, and he has only himself in the surrounding area. The world and the world belong to one family, and he gradually regains the free and easy mentality of the past when he first entered the world.
This world is long and endless, the sea is vast, and there is no human figure in the induction. They are so majestic, and compared with them, they themselves are so small, but they are so small, they have an inner heaven and earth, an inner Tai Chi, and they can move their hands and feet. Destroy all "magnificence" in sight.
This slightly contradictory contrast is one of Meng Qi's previous mental problems. The mentality of ordinary people and extraordinary power will naturally produce various feelings of confusion and hesitation, but an "extraordinary" mentality cannot abandon one's own character and personality. All ways of doing things become a stone, a kind of law without emotional ups and downs. We can only use the past as a basis to rebuild our outlook on life and values and integrate them with our souls. Only in this way can we go further and better, and suffer less from inner demons. nuisance.
For example, as one's lifespan increases, one will feel a sense of dislocation between the short and the long when compared with those who are not alive until a hundred years old. It seems that the two are not the same kind of creatures. I am currently advancing by leaps and bounds, and I am only in my twenties. This This feeling is not yet obvious, but in the future, if you can realize the Dharmakaya, and get close to the help of Dongji Longevity Pill and Yuxu Golden Pill, maybe after a long retreat, the friends you know will fall, sit down and become dead. Sitting down.
At that time, how to adjust to the resulting changes in feelings and correctly view the short-term glory and the long years will be the top priority of spiritual cultivation. According to some ancient records, some Dharmakayas will regard themselves as aloof immortals. Gods and mortals regard them as ants, indifferent and indifferent, and some do not interact with them at all. Life at different levels has no common language.
These are not right or wrong, but Meng Qi doesn't like them. What he appreciates most is the attitude of a senior who is "affectionate but not tired". He doesn't think too highly of himself, treats ordinary people indifferently, and doesn't care about the death of each of his friends. Grief-stricken, crying, enjoying but not indulging. In this aspect, Zhuangzi's wife died and he sang on the drums, which is an example of this kind of mentality. At the same time, it can be regarded as a thorough understanding of what life is and the mystery of life and death.
His thoughts were flying, and Meng Qi's mind seemed lively and settled. There was an indescribable beauty. He felt that his soul spread infinitely, the sea water was clear, and every detail was visible. If it weren't for the shackles of the body, he might not be able to reach far, and he could create it just by relying on imagination. Come up with something unique.
Suddenly, something moved in his heart. He looked towards the east and saw a small boat speeding towards him. If he hadn't been so lively just now, he might not have been able to spot it until he got closer!
Standing on the boat was a young Taoist priest with disheveled hair, wearing a strange green robe. His black hair swayed in the wind, revealing his handsome face. His breath was empty, making it difficult for Meng Qi to judge his strength.
When the two boats met, the young Taoist priest looked at Meng Qi, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled slightly, a friendly expression.
Meng Qi couldn't help but smile back.
The Ye Bianzhou boat overtook Meng Qi's boat and sailed into the dark scene ahead at a speed as fast as lightning and thunder, as if it was about to return to the Middle Earth.
Meng Qi was stunned, and suddenly remembered something. Ningtai, a swordsman he once met, said that he had met a young man wearing a strange cyan robe in the East China Sea. He often whispered "Who am I, who am I?" Could it be That person just now?
Dongyang God left a calligraphy of "Who am I, who am I", and the guy who whispered "Who am I, who am I" has been to Wuyou Valley, explored the Yellow Springs of Zhenwu Town, and locked the gatekeeper at the door, talking nonsense...
But the Taoist priest just now was refreshed, without any madness or self-talk.
Meng Qi was not sure, so he flew up immediately, performed the stepping virtual somersault step, and chased after him, but the guy who just passed by had disappeared, the blue waves were rippling, the horizon was endless, and there was no one.
Wouldn't he have drilled into the seabed...Meng Qi thought about it, drilled into the sea, sensed the surroundings, and gradually dived deeper.
As the pressure increased, the sea of vitality between heaven and earth merged with the water, making it difficult to breathe normally, the surrounding light faded, and the darkness rippled. Meng Qi simply turned into a blue-blooded man, like a fish in water.
After searching for a long time, Meng Qi found some underwater ruins that had long been rotten and broken, and found a sea eye that led to nowhere. It was in the shape of a whirlpool, the water was dark and dark, the waves were surging, the heavy waves were added, and the rotation tore everything apart.
"Even if you have practiced the Eight or Nine Mysterious Arts and have the Kunlun Taoist robe for self-defense, I am afraid that you will have to achieve the half-step Dharma body before you can resist the infiltration, or exchange for the divine weapon-level water-repellent beads." Meng Qi squatted near the sea eye, his spirit spread, judging the strength.
Once extended into the sea eye, his spirit would be crushed and drowned, and the pain was abnormal.
"The Taoist priest just drove a small boat into the sea eye?" Meng Qi frowned and thought.
This sea eye is deep and unpredictable, and I don’t know where it is connected. If I have the opportunity in the future, I have to come and explore it. More paths, more harvests, and more hope!
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Outside the gate of the Snow Mountain Sect, Mr. Lu watched Yunhe Zhenren follow the other side’s strong man into the inside.
After knowing the origin of Wanxiangmen, Xueshan Sect, as the tomb keeper, did not make things difficult for Yunhe and prepared to take him into one of the nine immortal tombs, but Mr. Lu could not follow.
Mr. Lu waited patiently and attentively. After half an hour, Yunhe flew out with a slightly ugly face and a solemn expression. There was a bit of horror in his eyes, as if he had seen something horrible, strange and incredible.
Seeing that he had no intention of saying anything, Mr. Lu did not ask.
"There are many oases in the Western Regions, and many of them are ownerless. It is better for our sect to build a mountain gate here." Yunhe Zhenren said.
The most important thing is that the great Asura Mengnan died at the hands of Su Wuming, and the Western Regions can no longer be restored.
Mr. Lu nodded slightly: "Zhenren, please do as you please."
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The location of the grassland golden tent was in a mess, with collapsed tents everywhere, no longer the prosperous scene of the day.
After the fall of Daman and the disappearance of Guldo, as Ye Yuqi said, many masters and strong men from the Northern Zhou and Dajin came to the grassland, hunting strong men and destroying the ancestral spirits of the tribes, in order to cut off the rising power of the grassland and plunder treasures to occupy the resource-rich land.
During this process, the grassland was very chaotic, and many evil cults took advantage of the situation and fished in troubled waters. Many ambitious people colluded everywhere and looked for adventures.
In a tattered tent, a horse-faced Taoist priest in feathered clothes and high crown looked at the enlightened warrior who was tortured to death by his own evil cult rituals, and said to his disciples with a little satisfaction: "The life of mortals is really fragile, and it will pass away if you are not careful."
His disciples were about to compliment him a few words, but suddenly saw a flash of knife light, and the light of his master's Taoist robe was broken. He covered his throat, and the hoarse sounded. The soul tried to escape, but was trapped in the flesh.
In just a breath, the horse-faced Taoist priest looked up and fell to the ground, and his life was gone.
"Master's life is also very fragile..." This disciple had this thought spontaneously.
Then, he saw a young warrior in black clothes in the tent. His handsome face, masculine temperament, and special long sword all gave people an unusually familiar feeling.
"Mad Blade Su Meng!" He blurted out, full of fear.
This was also his last sentence.
Meng Qi killed this group of evil cult members, walked out of the tent, looked at the messy and vast Golden Tent, and sensed the slightest movement.
After returning to the Middle Earth, he came to the grassland to hone his skills by hunting down Has Ula, the Taoist who abstained from killing, and so on. Some time ago, he heard that strange things happened near the Golden Tent and several people were missing, so he came here to investigate.