Money in the heavens

For Meng Qi, it is very likely that he will comprehend the exterior sword technique or the exterior sword move. These require his own wisdom and perception. Simple sword moves are not very effective for Meng Qi, and he needs other items to assist.

"What item?"

Jiang Zhiwei was quite puzzled.

Meng Qi smiled:

"A five-hundred-year-old Bodhi seed to help me comprehend."

This is not only to comprehend the exterior sword technique, but also to "get" more skills to make up the good deeds required.

Bodhi, a symbol of Buddhist wisdom and enlightenment, the Buddha in the past was under the Bodhi tree to prove the truth.

"Well, wearing Bodhi seeds can also help comprehend the world, so as to understand oneself and find the initial path, but this kind of thing can be relied on but not reliable, and it depends on oneself in the end." Jiang Zhiwei nodded gently, reminding Meng Qi as always.

Meng Qi forced a smile and said, "Don't worry, I won't put the cart before the horse."

He mainly relied on the Bodhi seed to "realize" the Tathagata Palm and gain something from it. In other aspects, it would be good if he could have it, but it didn't matter if he couldn't. He had to walk the path step by step.

Qi Zhengyan and Ruan Yushu understood his choice very well. They knew that he, like Zhao Heng, had almost reached the limit of his physical cultivation in the opening period, and was currently focusing more on the improvement of his soul and mind.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, everyone could see that his goal was to achieve unity between man and nature and to initially walk his own path before the next mission.

Meng Qi turned around and took out the Bodhi seed that he had been eyeing for a long time but had no extra money to exchange for.

It is green in color and full of spirituality. Holding it in your hand will make you feel refreshed all over your body:

"Five hundred years old Bodhi seeds are treasures of the earth. Wearing them close to your body can help people become enlightened, especially the Buddha Dharma. Nine months of spiritual loss is worth a thousand good deeds."

This Bodhi seed is not expensive, but its effect is too useless. Unless it is a Buddhist monk or someone like Meng Qi who has the true meaning of Buddhism and needs to be enlightened, few people can use it. After all, the ability to understand the world is not outstanding.

After stringing it into a pendant and hanging it on his chest, Meng Qi felt refreshed. After considering it, he planned to choose a sword and knife combined attack move, because if he did not have this ability, he would have to have a chance to understand the corresponding skills from the "Tathagata Palm".

When thinking of the "sword and knife combined attack" move, Meng Qi's first thought was undoubtedly the "three magic skills" in the "three swords, three swords, and three magic skills". Unfortunately, they are Dharma body moves, which are still far away from him, and the three swords and three swords are not urgent.

As soon as he told them his idea, Jiang Zhiwei and the others started looking through their own exchange charts, looking for similar moves and constantly offering suggestions.

In the end, Meng Qi picked the iconic move of a casual cultivator in the outer scene three hundred years ago in the main world: "Reversing Yin and Yang", which is worth one thousand and fifty merits.

It is just the beginning of the outer scene, but it contains the skills and methods of sword and knife combined attack and Yin and Yang conversion. It is a high-level choice for Meng Qi, who is just starting to learn this. As for the sword and knife method in the opening period, it is too superficial and basic. With Meng Qi's current level of sword and knife skills, he can quickly figure it out.

"Okay, see you in two years." Jiang Zhiwei took a breath and said with a smile, which was both encouragement to herself and a good blessing to Meng Qi and others, wishing them all the best in their next mission.

After speaking, she turned her head and stepped firmly into the departing light column, rising with mist, leaving a cold green shadow.

Meng Qi showed a little sadness, and was silent for a rare moment, and then said goodbye to Ruan Yushu, Qi Zhengyan, and Zhao Heng.

The light and shadow drifted, and Meng Qi appeared in his own room. The sunlight came through the window, casting a golden glow, illuminating the flying dust.

That generous and cheerful girl, the girl who reached out to him when he was most helpless, is about to start a death retreat? Perhaps they will never meet again? Meng Qi was filled with an inconsolable feeling of melancholy, and was stunned for a moment.

Is this a separation in life, or a separation in death?

"Tsk tsk tsk, Xiao Meng, who is usually very optimistic, why is he suddenly sad and depressed!"

Shang Yi appeared beside Meng Qi at some point, and teased with a smile.

Meng Qi smiled bitterly, shook his head and said nothing. At this moment, his heart was full of Jiang Zhiwei who was about to be in a death retreat, so how could he have the mood to joke with Shang Yi.

Seeing this, Shang Yi did not speak again, and turned to look out the window.

A furry head suddenly popped up from the window. It was Gao Lan, who hadn't had a haircut or shaved for who knows how long.

"Hey, third brother, you've opened up all your nine orifices, why don't you come out to drink and celebrate? You're here too!"

Gao Lan asked in surprise.

Meng Qi looked up and found that Gao Lan's eyes contained a hint of amusement. His heart suddenly skipped a beat. He entered the reincarnation next to Gao Lan. Did he find anything?

It's not like Meng Qi had never seen a Dharma master before. Abbot Kong Wen and Mr. Lu were both. But when he entered the reincarnation, he was far away from them and in a crowded place. Now, Gao Lan was no more than three meters away from him. There was no one around, even snakes, insects, rats and ants.

"Don't worry, don't worry. Everyone has secrets. Do I look like someone who digs into things randomly?"

Gao Lan looked like he had seen through your secret.

Uh, Liu Dao didn't react. Maybe he could only see a little bit, not the key?

He turned to look at Shang Yi with a serious expression and said:

"I didn't expect you to find this place, it's not easy!"

Shang Yi smiled slightly and said:

"It's just a few tricks, not good enough!"

Meng Qi was relieved a little, stood up and said:

"Brother, do you still have 'Drunken Immortal'?"

He is in a complicated mood now and feels like he is drunk to relieve his worries.

Shang Yi did not pretend to be surprised. Meng Qi told him about becoming sworn brothers with Gao Lan in the world of reincarnation.

Gao Lan casually inserted the iron bar on the belt, paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, constantly looking at Meng Qi, which made Meng Qi feel uneasy and didn't know what he meant.

"Brother, aren't you drinking to celebrate?"

Meng Qi raised his eyebrows and asked, not nervous.

Gao Lan tsk two times:

"You are not happy at all. What is the point of drinking to celebrate? Why not drink with Brother Shang and I! Judging from your appearance, could you have suffered from lovesickness?"

"Where is it!"

Meng Qi immediately denied it.

"Third brother, you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from my eyes. If you are in a bad mood, it's because of a girl. I'll cut my head for you as a stool!"

Gao Lan said proudly.

"How……"

Meng Qi subconsciously wanted to deny it, but when he looked at Shang Yi's smile-like eyes, he sighed:

"It's related to the girl, not lovesickness."

Gao Lan nodded, very satisfied with his wit and vision, his eyes wide open, full of interest:

"Speak, listen."

Looking at him and Shang Yi's appearance, Meng Qi somehow remembered the aunts and ladies, but he was in a complicated mood and did have the urge to talk, so he sighed:

"Brother, haven't you mentioned a friend of life and death before? The direct tradition of the martial arts sect, shining with sword intent, cheerful and generous..."

"Yeah, what's wrong with her?"

Gao Lan asked with great enthusiasm.

"She plans to sit in death."

Meng Qi said dullly.

Gao Lan said "yo" long:

"So it's the direct descendant of Xi Jian Pavilion. You kid are very capable."

"What kind of ability is not capable?"

Meng Qi said annoyed.

Gao Lan said with a smile:

"No matter how powerful the genius in Xijian Pavilion is, even if you are a genius, you may die. Are you reluctant to let it go? Do you want to keep it?"

"I can't bear to leave it, I can't help it..."

Meng Qi was stunned.

Gao Lan slapped her palms:

"That's right. Do you dare to say that you don't have any lovesickness?"

Meng Qi's old face turned slightly red:

"It's the friend's reluctance. If you go to death, you may never see each other again."

"Anyway, I can't bear to give up, and there are countless emotions in my heart that cannot be relieved, right?"

Gao Lan raised his eyebrows.

Meng Qi nodded without saying anything.

"Then let's talk to her in person. It's your business to try to keep it or not, and it's her business to accept it or not!"

Gao Lan grabbed Meng Qi's collar.

"It will ruin her mood..."

Before Meng Qi finished speaking, he felt silent all around him, and his eyes were dark, but the collar felt like a high-looking hand.

Shang Yi sighed when he saw this:

"Sure enough, others were still neat and straightforward. Even myself, I was a little embarrassed with Ruan Yushu at the beginning!"

As he said that, Shang Yi took a step and disappeared from the spot, following Gao Lan's pace.

After a while, light finally appeared in front of Meng Qi's eyes, and a straight mountain like a sword in front of him.

"Where is this?" Meng Qi asked in surprise.

Gao Lan's hearty laughter sounded in his ears:

"Of course it is where the Xijiange Mountain Gate is."

"Ah..." Meng Qi was a little confused.

Gao Lan put away his smile and his expression became serious:

"Even friends, don't you still have a relationship before leaving? In short, don't let yourself regret it. I don't want my sworn brothers to be the same as me."

No mistakes, one song, one post, one content, one reading!

Shang Yi raised his eyebrows and looked at Gao Lan. This was also a seed of infatuation!

Jiang Zhiwei, a bright girl with big eyebrows and big eyes, a simple black hair tied up, and a soft draped dress. She is wearing goose yellow clothes...

Jiang Zhiwei, who called out the "little monk" and extended a friendly hand...

Jiang Zhiwei, who was defeated by herself and cooperated tacitly...

Jiang Zhiwei, who has repeatedly guided herself and traveled thousands of miles to help Jiangdong...

Jiang Zhiwei, who never retreats in the face of a strong enemy...

Jiang Zhiwei, who burned himself and cut out the Sword 23...

And the "Chicken Slayer Sword God" Jiang Zhiwei...

All kinds of memories appeared before my eyes, Meng Qi took a deep breath and his eyes became firm. Brother Gao was right and always said goodbye.

He took a step forward, walked towards the mountain gate, and faced a disciple and said:

"This friend, I don't know why I came to my Shuijian Pavilion?"

"I'm here Su Meng, please see Jiang Zhiwei, Senior Sister."

Meng Qi bowed.

…………

In a room, Jiang Zhiwei sat on a wooden bench and looked around. Unlike other women's boudoirs, there was only a mirror, no dressing table, and there were only a few boxes for clothes. The windows were bright and clean, refreshing and simple, and swords were placed everywhere. The secrets of the law.

This is where she has lived for more than ten years.

Jiang Zhi closed her eyes slightly, said goodbye to the past, and was about to get up with a long sword when she suddenly heard a junior brother outside saying:

"Senior Sister Jiang, Su Meng is here to visit, do you want to see him?"

Meng Qi is famous, and the disciples of Xijian Pavilion are also familiar with him.

Jiang Zhiwei's expression was stunned. The sword-holding hand slid a little, and her teeth bit her lower lip, but she didn't answer for a moment.

In fact, she also has a little bit of affection for Meng Qi, but compared to Meng Qi, she loves swords more!

"Senior Sister Jiang?"

The junior brother outside raised the volume.

Your own Rule will go by yourself... Master's warning echoed in Jiang Zhiwei's mind. She took a long breath and slowly exhaled it, and finally said:

"Let him wait for me at Mid-Shan Pavilion."

In a stone room, a man in blue sat upright with his eyes closed, with a long sword on his knees. His whole body seemed empty, as if he was in the distance, and he had no way to stop Jiang Zhiwei's actions.

At the foot of the mountain, Gao Lan carried his hands on his back, looked at the Xijian Pavilion from afar, and through the many obstacles, he seemed to see two figures. Suddenly, he frowned slightly and whispered:

"This lunatic actually chose the most difficult path...

And that free Buddhist son!

But how did the two of them get together? ”

…………

In the pavilion in the Mid-mountain, Meng Qi had a long sword on his waist and looked at the clouds and mists in the mountains, and suddenly felt a little nervous.

At this time, a yellow figure came from the corner of the mountain road.

It was midsummer, the mountains were full of flowers and the trees were green, and Jiang Zhiwei was slowly walking, just like a fairy among flowers.

She no longer wore green clothes, but changed into goose yellow dress, with dark eyebrows and big eyes, simple black hair, soft and soft, bright and bright, almost as bright as Meng Qi first met.

"I didn't expect you to come."

Jiang Zhi smiled and stepped into the pavilion on the mountain and sat on the stone bench.

Meng Qi sat down opposite her and smiled bitterly:

"I always feel a little bit separated. I want to see you again. In addition to sitting in the death gate, there are actually many ways to break through."

After saying this sentence for a long time, Meng Qi felt much more relaxed, but he was even more nervous.

Jiang Zhiwei's face was not angry, and she smiled like in the past:

"Of course I thought about it for a long time before I made a decision."

Her eyes became very soft, and she looked at Meng Qi with a smile, her voice was like a spring water:

"My master has a special status in the sect, and I am also expected or respected by everyone. Senior brothers, senior sisters and junior sisters are always polite when they see me, and no one has ever joked with me."

"And you, the first time, well, you probably dared to give me nicknames when you met for the second time. What's the point of killing the Chicken Slayer Sword God? It's both angry and funny."

"It is obviously a young monk with no martial arts skills. He can fight bravely and fearlessly."

Meng Qi didn't say anything, listening quietly to Jiang Zhiwei's memories.

"You always say that you love brains and show your saints before your lover, and you always want to be the kind of knight in storytelling novels. There are always fun words and fun actions that make people laugh, but at the critical moment, you will definitely take the lead. Keeping in front of you without retreating makes people trustworthy.”

"At that time, you were so cute that I treated you as my younger brother, but gradually, you grew taller than me and became more and more mature. You were humorous and humorous, but your actions were still Calm and reliable."

"It's always very pleasant to get along with you. There are also Senior Brother Qi, who is taciturn but tolerant of his companions, Sister Yushu, who is as lonely as me, Senior Brother Zhang, and Miss Fu, you value righteousness over wealth, please be happy The grudges and revenge are with each other, satisfying all my expectations for the world..."

Jiang Zhiwei's voice was a little joy, and a sincere smile was on the corner of her mouth.

After a pause, she looked at Meng Qi's eyes with black eyes, and said in a small but clear manner:

“But these are not what I want most.”

Meng Qi was silent for a while and showed a smile:

"I see."

Jiang Zhi nodded slightly, and did not say goodbye. She raised her long sword, turned around slowly, and walked towards the top of the peak without any speed.

When she was almost around the corner, she bounced the scabbard, and the sword inside sounded lightly, like a dragon's roar.

In the midst of the sword, she said in a vocal voice:

"I only love the Seven-foot Sword in my life. I will kill me and I am not me when I see me."

Meng Qi listened quietly and saw that the mountain flowers were gorgeous and colorful, gradually covering up the yellow goose figure.

Shang Yi did not disturb him, but waved his hand and sprinkled several coins and fell into the void above Jiang Zhiwei's head, integrating into Jiang Zhiwei's own luck. This did not directly help Jiang Zhiwei, but also improved her success in the death threshold. possibility.

Su Wuming, who was following here in the stone room, whispered in a low voice:

"The way of luck, has the worldly king Buddha tried the way of luck in the past?"

He did not think that what Shang Yi was going in this life was the way of luck. After all, Shang Yi did not conceal his intention to reach the other side through the business building in various places and the temple of the God of Wealth that changes in the heavens and all worlds.

In midsummer, the mountain wind was still slightly cool. Meng Qi walked down the road and quickly left Xijian Pavilion and saw Shang Yi and Gao Lan waiting outside.

Gao Lan nodded and said seriously: "Seven-foot sword, this is a sword that uses it to describe people, corresponding to the "I" and "I" behind it. In the "Tao Te Ching", "I" refers to the self of the body, outside In the me, 'I' is the inner self, the true self, the two have completely different meanings. In the past, the Tianzun of Nanhua said that 'I lost me'. "

"I don't know..." Meng Qi glanced at him.

"Haha." Gao Lan said with a dry smile:

"Are you saying nothing about me? To be honest, what are you afraid of when you are in the custody of death? As long as you can get out of seclusion, it is not that you can't get married. A fierce girl is afraid of being stubborn. At that time, as long as you are willing to put aside your face and be willing to work hard..." (End of this chapter)