I Honor

: The Shadow of a Famous Tree

Ji Xin, Le Shishi and others opened their mouths halfway, looking at the closed door in disbelief, suspecting that their ears were hallucinating.

Mu Shan, the leader of the Eighteenth Waterway in the south, a top-notch master in the world, a brother who is worshiped by the master, and a strong man who is not yet sixty years old, unexpectedly suffered humiliation from a young monk who was no more than sixteen years old.

what an appalling thing

Even if he started practicing kung fu in the womb, Mu Shan’s decades of saber skills are not wasteful.Get a bad name

Could it be something else? They subconsciously guessed like this.

Meng Qi in the room, after hearing Mu Hengtian’s words, the corner of his mouth couldn’t help twitching, what kind of thing is this?

In fact, he knows very well that similar grievances and grievances are indispensable in the arena. If he “overwhelms” Mu Shan and let him lose face, there will naturally be filial sons and apprentices who will come to challenge him and wash away his shame.

This is the world! Meng Qi sighed secretly, and said in a calm tone: “The poor monk and the benefactor Mu just exchanged a few tricks, and they narrowly won by one or two. How can there be shameful words, little benefactor Mu, please go back.”

The plain answer sounded like thunder in the ears of Ning Daogu, Nie Yao and others, shaking them out of their wits, and they were in a trance like a dream. It’s incredible that this young monk actually defeated Mu Shan.

Could it be that he has good looks, rejuvenated or had an adventure at a young age, and was empowered with a sixty-year-old skill

If it’s the latter, think about yourself, it’s really an age to live on a dog

Mu Hengtian still maintained the posture of bowing his hands and saluting: “After that day, my father was depressed, and often lamented that the mage’s sword skills are supernatural, which cannot be seen with common sense. However, I had to come forward to challenge with a bold face, and asked the mage to agree.”

Meng Qi was about to refuse when he suddenly remembered something. He was not well-known at the moment, many things were hard to handle, and no one believed what he said, so he sighed and said, “Master Mu’s filial piety is commendable, so the poor monk will discuss it with you.” , I will give you a chance of five knives, if you can force the poor monk to leave the futon, the poor monk will lose.”

Such a loud tone was the first thought that came to Le Shishi, Nie Yao and others’ hearts. He actually wanted to sit still and receive Mu Hengtian’s five knives.

Mu Hengtian is a person who is expected to be a master. Currently, he is second only to You Tongguang, Cui Jinhua, Shen Hou and others, and he is better than his father Mu Shan. Unless the master is present, who can do it?

Mu Hengtian was aware of the discussion at that time, and knew that Master Zhending had the ability to say so, so he drew out his long knife and saluted respectfully: “Please enlighten Master.”

After speaking, he pushed open the door of the meditation room, raised his knife and entered.

Le Shishi, Ning Daogu and more than a dozen people all opened their eyes wide and stared at the meditation room, but the door of the meditation room was not big, and Mu Hengtian, who was jumping up and down, blocked their sight, so they could only Seeing the light of the knife, hearing the five crisp sounds of Dangdang, and then seeing Mu Hengtian walking out with an extremely ugly face, when he reached the door, he turned around and saluted, and said bitterly:

“The mage is really good at swordsmanship, but I am arrogant.”

“Amitabha, the sword technique is something outside of the body, little benefactor Mu, don’t be too persistent.”

The voice was not loud, and it came from the meditation room, but in the ears of Ning Daogu, Ji Xin and others who witnessed the battle, there was an indescribable sense of superiority. The little monk sitting cross-legged on the futon It also seems to have a bit of a dusty meaning.

Mu Hengtian let out a long sigh: “Thank you for your teaching, Master, I now know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people.”

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and left with a face full of disappointment. Within a few steps, his mood was adjusted to the same level as before, without any fluctuations.

“Oh, idiot.” A soft sigh came to the ears of Ning Daogu and the others, causing them to feel inexplicable emotions, staring blankly at the gray-robed monk who bowed his head like he was chanting sutras.

But Meng Qi, who was pretending to be an eminent monk, was very satisfied with his performance just now. The image of an eminent man had been initially erected. The only problem was that he hadn’t reached enlightenment yet. Otherwise, with a wave of the sleeve robe at this time, the door slowly closed, and “covered” himself who was chanting sutras with lowered eyebrows, how awesome would it be?

Meng Qi knew very well about his hobby of showing off, pretending to be superior, and pretending to be chic, and he was not ashamed of it. As long as he did this from time to time and everywhere, and it affected his business, then it was fine. Who doesn’t have any hobbies?

Sigh, no matter if you jump down to close the door, or ask someone outside to help, it will damage the image of a master.

Meng Qi closed his eyes and began to adjust his breath.

After a while, Zhike Monk slowly came over and closed the door, Ning Daogu and the others also slowly returned to their senses, glanced at each other, and found that the other’s eyes were filled with unconcealable astonishment.

Such a tyrannical character like Mu Hengtian couldn’t force Master Zhending to stand up or move within five swords. His sword skills are too terrifying, right?

This kind of shocking news made them restless, and after a while they went out one after another, showing off that they had experienced a major event that could be recorded in the annals of Jianghu. Only Ning Daogu and Le Shishi, the four heroes of Jiangnan In the courtyard, I seemed to want to wait for Master Zhending to finish his meditation, chat a few words, and ask him for advice.

Although swords and swords have different paths, the road leads to the same goal, and there are always similarities.

Silently estimating the time, Meng Qi pushed open the door and walked out.

“Master Zhending, I have eyes that don’t recognize Mount Tai, and I treated you as an ordinary monk before.” Ning Daogu didn’t hide it, and said openly, wanting to get closer.

Meng Qi couldn’t learn swords by himself. When he saw these guys wearing long swords, he didn’t like it. He smiled and saluted, “It’s okay, it’s not good to be a monk.”

We have never regarded ourselves as monks.

“The mage really got an eminent monk.” Although facing a young monkIt feels weird to say that, Ji Xin still flattered with a smile.

Le Shishi looked at the saber in Meng Qi’s waist, and asked curiously: “I don’t know what school the mage comes from, but there is such a magical saber technique.”

“The poor monk practiced the wild fox meditation, and got an adventure by chance.” Meng Qi said this on purpose, letting them spread the word.

“Adventure!” The two girls, Le Shishi and Nie Yao, had sparkling eyes, as if they were thinking that they could also have an adventure.

Ning Daogu and Ji Xin didn’t show it clearly, but they could still see similar meanings in their expressions.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, when they were delighted to have made friends with a real master, Meng Qi said with a serious face: “The poor monk likes to be clean, if there are any more challenges in the future, please tell the poor monks that the poor monk is not here, hehe, today The late poor monk is indeed not here, and he has to go out to visit friends.”

“I’m in the province.” Ning Daogu agreed with a smile on his face. It is a great honor to be able to help such masters as Master Zhending.

In the evening, the news spread completely, and all the people in Tianding city or ordinary people who like the rumors of the rivers and lakes knew that there was a ten-year-old Zhending mage, who was young, but his martial arts were superb. Killed Mu Hengtian five times.

All of a sudden, many martial artists with high self-esteem rushed to the ruined temple, trying to challenge. Anyway, Master Zhending is a monk, and he will not hurt people’s lives. It is the least risky to challenge him. If he loses, he will lose to such people. No one will laugh at it, if you win, your reputation will rise immediately, and you will become one of the few people under the guru

Fortunately, Meng Qi had ordered in advance that Ning Daogu, Le Shishi and other Jiangnan Siying blocked them with the excuse of not being there.

Meng Qi continued to monitor You’s Mansion, and took a look at the nighttime activities outside the City Lord’s Mansion. At noon the next day, he went to Huaishu Street again in disguise.

There was a wooden sign hanging outside Qiu Chan Tang, which said “Wangyou ointment is for sale today”. Seeing this, Meng Qi nodded slightly and went straight into the store.

The old shopkeeper glanced at Meng Qi, his eyes sparkling brightly: “I have already contacted a god of fortune, and I have agreed to come down. I also ask the guest to show his identity and use the previous