I Honor

: Yunhe’s Request

The Senluo Wanxiang Gate is painted with various patterns, standing quietly in front of Meng Qi, showing vicissitudes and simplicity.

When leaving the fairyland, Meng Qi exchanged the opportunity to comprehend the “Fantian Seal” and “Wuji Seal” with the chance to comprehend the “Golden Seal of the Yuan Dynasty” and the “Yuanxin Seal”. The person with the most “Nine Seals of the Beginning of the Yuan Dynasty”

Without delay, he left the fairy trail, found a secluded place, took out the gate of myriad phenomena, opened the gate and entered, then entered the cave, and flew straight to the gate of myriad phenomena.

As soon as he approached the main peak, the calm and elegant voice of Master Yunhe sounded in Meng Qi’s ears: “Long time no see, little friend, don’t come here and you will be safe.”

Seeing his calm and calm tone, Meng Qi had something to gain, smiled slightly, and cupped his hands in the void: “Congratulations to the real person, congratulations to the real person, Yangshen is perfect, it’s not yesterday.”

It seems that Daoist Yunhe has accumulated many years of accumulation, and he has successfully taken a crucial step with the help of the Tathagata God’s Palm Master Plan.

As soon as the words fell, Meng Qi felt the spiritual rhythm between the heaven and the earth change, the void was dark and bright, and he felt dizzy. He appeared in a quiet room with black and white yin and yang fish hanging on it. Immortal Yunhe sat high on the cloud bed, holding a teacup, Squint your eyes and drink tea.

“If you don’t become a Yang God, you will be overtaken by this younger generation.” Master Yunhe said with a ruddy face, white but shiny hair, and said with a smile, “It’s only been a while, and you’ve crossed the second ladder, scared to death The old Taoist almost lost his temper.”

Meng Qi has always been a shameless guy after getting acquainted. He smiled and sat cross-legged on the futon opposite him: “If I knew this junior, I would have come a few years later. By then, I would probably have passed the third ladder.”

“You are full of vigor and confidence, which is really enviable.” Master Yunhe sighed, touching his clean chin, “But with your temperament, you will miss the old way when you are idle, and I am afraid that you will not go to the Three Treasures Hall if you have nothing to do.”

Meng Qi felt guilty that he hadn’t been exposed at all, and said with a smile: “A real person deduces secrets like palm prints. This junior really admires him.”

“Don’t be hypocritical, just say something, if it’s profitable, the old man is always easy to talk to.” Master Yunhe scolded with a smile. After becoming the Yang God, he has always been in a good mood.

Meng Qi’s face straightened, and he explained in detail the matter between Guldo and the Nine Paths of Demons, and told Master Yunhe all about the power comparisons he had analyzed with the Ice Fairy Ye Yuqi, without any concealment, and finally said: ” This is the case, real people can consider it at their own discretion.”

Reverend Yunhe put away his smile, put his dust whisk on his left arm, and sighed: “The world is changing, and when it is chaotic again, some catastrophes can never be avoided.”

After pondering for a long time, he slowly opened his mouth: “Being a Taoist sect, this matter is an old moral duty, but the rise and fall of the sect shoulders the shoulders, so I dare not act with emotion.”

Meng Qi clasped his hands together and said, “The demons are powerful and the world is in danger. It is a great favor for a real person to stand up and help. If you need anything, just mention it.”

The most fearful thing is not to mention the conditions, just refuse

Master Yunhe nodded, and said frankly: “Before this matter comes to an end, your Senluo Vientiane Gate will be temporarily handed over to the old Taoist for safekeeping. If there is any disharmony, the old Taoist can destroy it to ensure that no one enters the cave. Indestructible.”

“No problem.” Meng Qi understood Master Yunhe’s thoughts very well.

“Secondly, if the heretics or stalemates are defeated in the end, the old Taoists hope to get a mountain in the backcountry, as a sign of the Vientiane Gate’s return to the outside world.” Master Yunhe said slowly.

Suddenly, his face became serious, and his tone was solemn: “Our sect is inherited from the Wanxiang Immortal Venerable. Finding the whereabouts of the ancestors is the top priority, otherwise sleep and food will be difficult. If the matter can be settled, please ask a few fellow Taoists to coordinate so that the old Taoist can come from the Xueshan sect.” Know something in your mouth.”

Several fellow Taoists were obviously referring to Fagao, and they were telling Meng Qi to spread the word, because he couldn’t make the decision.

For the first thing, you can make up your own mind. For the second two, Meng Qi didn’t dare to speak rashly. Hearing this, he stood up and said goodbye:

“Really, let this junior tell the other seniors.”

In Huamei Villa, Mr. Lu Da and Taoist Chonghe have not yet gone north, and “Ice Fairy” Ye Yuqi has not yet gone to accompany Beijing to test “Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch” Cao Xianzhi.

When Meng Qi stepped into the flower hall, Ye Yuqi, who was slightly cold, turned his eyes and sized him up. See you next day, he is indeed a master.

Mr. Lu Da didn’t mention this matter, Chong and Daoist knew it well, so they didn’t open their mouths, and let Meng Qi pay respects.Meng Qi didn’t talk nonsense, he directly took out the Senluowanxiang Gate, and focused on the matter of Immortal Yunhe.

“One more fellow daoist, one more hope.” Daoist Chonghe said happily, “His second condition, if it’s a land without owner, the old daoist has no objection, how about you fellow daoist Lu?”

This is a tacit approval of the Vientiane Gate to re-establish a faction.

Mr. Lu Da sat on the chair, put his long sword vertically on the desk: “I have no objection.”

“The third condition, the old Taoist will try his best to match, but he will not use force, unless the Xueshan faction and the evil heretics join forces.” Taoist Chonghe put his bottom line first.

“It’s the same for the old man.” Mr. Lu Da followed suit.

After talking about the last two conditions, Taoist Chong and Taoist looked at Meng Qi: “As for the Sen Luo Wan Xiang Gate, it is your property, and the old Taoist will not make decisions for you.”

“It’s just a door of all things, what’s the point?” Meng Qi put on an extravagant look of wealth and wealth, then cupped his hands and said, “The rest of the matter will be discussed by the two seniors with Master Yunhe, and the younger one will go north immediately and take refuge in the golden tent.”

The things related to the evil nine ways and internal affairs must be extremely secretive. The heretical powerhouses who are usually close to exposure will definitely not be drawn in. The relevant personnel must even cut off the connection with a neutral organization such as Tieyilou to ensure that the decent family is crazy. There was nothing wrong with the search, but Meng Qi’s vest “Poisonous Hand Demon Lord” was a loner and had no contacts in the evil spirit’s way.

Therefore, go directly to the north and make a “religion” golden tent. Although a “sixth heaven” strongman whose strength is close to the master cannot be valued like a master, he can preside over it, but it is also a useful supplement to the backbone, and no one will refuse. , at most strictly check and examine.

When he found an opportunity, Meng Qi tried to “replace” a very important grandmaster before Gu Xiaosang and Su Nvdao knew that the Demon King of Poison Hands was coming to vote, so as to break into the next-level core layer.

“Be careful.” Mr. Lu Da, Taoist Chong and Ye Yuqi all warned.

It was early spring, the grassland was still cold and windy, and many places were still covered with snow.

The mighty and wide Guna River flows quietly with floating ice, watering out patches of fertile land.

Near the mouth of the Guna River, there stands a huge golden tent with a radius of nearly a hundred feet, inlaid with gold, carved with eagles, and shining brilliantly.

It is the “Golden Tent” in a narrow sense, the residence of Gurdo, the Great Khan of the Grassland, which is stationed in different places in different seasons.

In a broad sense, the “Golden Tent” refers to the hundreds of miles surrounding this huge tent. The tents spread round after round, cows and horses neighed, and monsters roared. Depending on the status, different areas were naturally formed. In some places, the stench of cow and horse dung is overwhelming, in some places there is a constant sound of tinkling irons, in some places the splendor bursts from time to time, and in some places shaman gods appear one after another.

The two exterior scene experts guarding the road leading to the core area are on high alert. In their view, the current Golden Tent battle is clouded and undercurrent, and they will encounter a surprise attack by the barbarians of the Central Plains at some point.

The original plan was disrupted by traitors

Suddenly, their eyes flashed, and they saw an elegant and unrestrained man in green robes. His eyes were deep and dark, his temples were gray, adding a bit of vicissitudes and maturity, and his temperament was quite outstanding.

“Who?” The two location experts, one is a warrior of the Golden Horde, the other is a shaman, each ready to go.

Meng Qi put his hands behind his back and smiled: “The old man is poisonous to the devil. I heard that the sweat is recruiting the world’s heretics, so I come here to join you.”

With a gentle tone and elegant words, the two location experts unconsciously developed a good impression, and looked up and down: “It’s the murderous Mr. Mojun who is listed on the black list.”

They are no strangers to the black list.

“It’s the old man.” Meng Qi’s green robe fluttered in the wind, his posture relaxed.

The two outsiders looked at each other, and they seemed to be able to feel the unfathomable depth of each other, and the Demon King of Poison Hands seemed to have a charm like a god and demon, making people doubt that he was not vigilant and wanted to help him wholeheartedly:

“Devil Lord, please go to the green tent and wait. I will report to you and clarify your identity.”

“I don’t know how to verify it,” Meng Qi walked slowly in front of them and asked calmly.

The Warrior of the Golden Tent only felt that the person in front of him was irresistible, so he replied honestly: “Look for a master who recognizes the devil.”

“I have a gap with Luo Jiao and Su Nv Dao, it’s best to avoid them.” Meng Qiping said flatly.

“Yes.” The shaman felt that the request of the Demon King of Poison Hands was justified, and he agreed without hesitation.

Watching the shaman turn and leave, Meng Qi bathed in the sunset, looked at the sunset, his eyes seemed ruthless and affectionate, and felt the tyranny and terror of the “Yuanxin Seal”.

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