The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Pei Shui, the long river on which Beijing lives, the currents are rolling and the sails are cascading.

Meng Qi and his team were standing on the shore of Pei Shui at this moment, looking out at the rushing Fang City on the other side, and the far city gate.

"I haven't seen it in nine years. The prosperity of Beijing is like yesterday." Lu Guan was half-sighed and half-sighed.

"If Xi Xun goes south, such a prosperous scene will no longer exist, and Lu Shuai is also asked to take care of the people for the world." Hu Daoren said sincerely.

He glanced at Meng Qi and sighed, "Meng Xiaoyou, although you do n’t know where you came from, but this time all depends on you and Girl Ruan for your help. Everyone in the world is afraid of fine power and fear of masters around him. Only you have righteous words. On the head, although the poor can't represent the people of the world, they can thank you for themselves. "

Lu Guan nodded gently: "The hero is a boy, the kindness of the two little friends, Lu Mou remembers it in his heart, and hopes to have something to repay in the future."

"I'm righteous and not private. If Lu Shuai can repel Xilu, it is the best reward for us." Meng Qi was still the cold swordsman.

Lu Guanzheng emphasized his head: "The expulsion of the Western prisoner will never end in the future, which is the will of Lu's life."

The capital was in sight, and his pride and stress were suddenly in his heart. After he got on the boat, he kept silent, watching the river rushing and watching the crowd on the shore.

"Yuexi is almost one underground and one heaven compared to Beijing." Lu Zhongqi apparently relaxed a lot. After passing Pei Shui, when he reached the other side, he could find the post station and take out the imperial edict. Even then the danger passed.

So he was in a mood to appreciate the two sides of Pei Shui and the outline of Beijing Normal University.

The Hudao people laughed and said, "Poor Dao has nothing to do with this, but he misses the winner of Desheng Building. Red, alas, just thinking about it, the wine bug in the belly began to roll."

This way, because of fear of accidents. He kept refusing to drink.

Feeling the wind of the river, Meng Qi nodded slightly. The capital here is indeed larger and more prosperous than Xuanwu. However, there are obviously fewer men and women with swords and swords. Scholars and ladies walk under the willows on both sides of the strait.

A building boat descended along the river. Passing by the ferry on which the five were seated, the shadow came over, as if the sky was dark.

Suddenly, a figure rushed over from the ship, his figure was extremely fast, and few afterimages remained.

He unfolded his sleeves and fluttered in the wind, like a goshawk beating a rabbit. It is perfectly integrated with the rolling river, the floor boat slowly descending, and the shadow between the two ships. No matter the angle or posture, it is extremely harmonious, as if taking a photo of the surrounding world with a palm, let Meng Qi has a feeling of being rejected by a building boat, river, and shadow. It seems that the world is so big that there is no room for him.

It is difficult to elaborate on the senses, and Meng Qi seems to be challenging the world alone. The momentum was weakened, and he did not dare to act rashly.

Opportunity between spirit and machine, spiritual struggle, Meng Qi now has a deeper understanding of these eight words, not only the construction of various psychological skills, atmosphere and momentum, but also the world and everything, and a little bit of the way of nature Feelings.

This may be the only way to become a location ... Meng Qi suddenly realized.

The incoming person took a picture. There seemed to be no effort, the void was empty. It's getting worse and worse.

Huh!

Meng Qibing's sword came out of the sheath. Directly attack, if you retreat, under the entanglement and oppression of this kind of machine, you will immediately be completely downwind, and it will be difficult to recover.

The long sword was pointed obliquely, the tip of the sword trembling, covering the flaws of the attacking people.

As soon as Jianguang started, the attacker was stagnation in the air, and his method of change changed, and the flaw actually disappeared and became a trap.

Meng Qi shook his wrist, and the sword provoked, pointing at the throat of the attacker.

The long sword has just changed, and the other party is in the lead. The palms are wrong, hot and cold, swirling, and the long sword is distorted.

Immortal Seal!

Meng Qi instantly understood the identity of the other party, and the reason why his two solitary nine swords had no effect in two consecutive moves!

The Immortal Seal is good at checking enemies in spirit, detecting enemies mentally, and before he can use his swordsmanship, he has already glimpsed one or two from the muscle reaction. Naturally, he can change first and set a trap!

Meng Qi took a deep breath, the sword revolved, and it was cut out obliquely, constantly changing, as if never ending.

With a ping-pong sound, Meng Qi's sword finally touched the opponent's palm, first masculine and fierce, and then feminine, it seemed that Meng Qi would be pulled over, making him uncomfortable and want to vomit blood.

However, Meng Qi had already anticipated this, as if he had reached a new level in Dugu Nine Swords. He expected the enemy to take the lead, and the long sword took a turn. When the yang and the yin alternated, the horizontal cut would seem to be cut. Nowhere.

But the sword has just changed, and the opponent's palms have also changed. It is right here, just like coming to your own door!

This time, even if Meng Qi's swordplay changes can be detected in advance, it is too late to escape!

Suddenly, the attacking person's right palm slumped and the air loops circled round and round, "slewing" towards the edge of Meng Qi's sword.

Meng Qi felt powerless, and as if the other party's mood was truthful, he crooked his sword belt.

His defiant style hasn't gotten started yet!

Meng Qi used his right hand to make the sword. At this time, his left hand was stretched out, and a long black knife was pulled out. Contrary to the feeling that others did not stick to the fireworks, the red dust split it out strongly.

The light of the sword lights up, flashes of electric light flash, illuminating the shadows, and immediately breaks the harmony between man and nature.

Opening roads and reclaiming land to build mountains is the way to survive in the world, and it is the way to all kinds of red dust!

As soon as the other party was surprised, the air ring collapsed on its own, and his eyes were reddish.

Dao Guang and his body, he suddenly realized that he was swirling in the air like an inhuman person, and his sword entered the body like a mud cow into the sea.

He pressed the tip of the knife with one palm, and the whole man flew back.

The building boat passed the small ferry, the shadow disappeared, the sun came back again, bright and brilliant, and the previous suffocating battle was like a dream.

Meng Qi looked sideways at the ship, and just happened to see a middle-aged scholar in a robe robe at the railing looking at himself with both hands and shoulders. The two eyes met, and there seemed to be electric jumps.

The evil king Guan Ying ... Meng Qi's sword was still sheathed, cold and indifferent.

Shocking sword Xiaomeng ... Guan Ying's two wives were slightly white, with smiles on the corners of their mouths, and they were endlessly romantic and elegant.

As the two ships got farther and farther, Meng Qi groaned suddenly:

"During Huangtu Baye's joke, life was drunk."

Guan Ying's eyes changed slightly, and he looked down at the distant river with his hand, and the figure gradually disappeared where the sails overlapped.

"It's too drunk for life, okay, okay! Poor people like this poem!" Tiger Taoist laughed aloud, thinking that Xiaomeng still had this talent and mind.

The flash of light flashed between Meng Qi and the evil monarch just now is fleeting. Except for Ruan Yushu, everyone else was unaware of it, and thought that the flourishing scene of Jing Shi made the indifferent Xiao Meng also prosperous.

Meng Qi smiled, covered his mouth with his right hand, coughed slightly, and took a quiet look, a dark red inside.

Under the Immortal Imprint just now, I was really irritated and got some internal injuries. Of course, because the bell jar has transformed the meridian viscera and other internal organs into a powerful one, the injury was basically unaffected. If I changed others, I ’m afraid I had to take a break Time can recover.

However, the evil lord is not intact!

Meng Qi pulled out the evil robber, and saw a trace of blood on the tip of his blade, which was slightly blackened under the light.

Swap one palm for another, draw a tie! Meng Qi was so impassioned and inspired by the immortal seal method that he suddenly knew something about Tiandaojing.

Harmony with the nature of heaven and earth must inevitably feel the corresponding way. The immortal seal method is based on the complementarity of the true energy and the spirit, and harmonious cooperation, only the external part of the magic, only the eyebrow ancestors can be accomplished, the soul ascends, and the yuans Powerful, can sense the world and get into the micro realm.

Along the way, Meng Qi listened to their discussions, and probably understood the general division of the realm, ordinary, masters of the home, land, heaven, micro, and Tao.

Therefore, one's own illusion * can take its essence to help the sky knife practice.

Ruan Yushu feels the pride of Meng Qi's heart, stroking the guqin, the song is magnificent, the realm is far-reaching.

The ferry arrived and five people set foot on the pier and headed for the station.

Under the arrangement of the station officials, Tieqi escorted Lu Guan and Meng Qi into Beijing soon.

Not long after, the group arrived outside the city, Meng Qi looked up, looked at the tall city gate, watched the door opening slowly like a scroll, and thought in his heart, the queen, the master, the evil king, the ghost king ... I came !!

"Successfully escorted Lu Guan into Beijing. Once the main task was completed, each rewarded two hundred good deeds. After settling down, he went to Xiaoxiang Tower and met with Luo Shengyi and his party to start main task 2."

The grand and solemn voice of the six reincarnation masters sounded in the hearts of Meng Qi and Ruan Yushu.

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In an elegant mansion, an old man with a superb look looked at the person in front of him slightly: "Lu Guan is alive in Beijing?"

"Xiangye forgive his sins, his subordinates did not expect that Lu Guan has no less than the master of the ghost king." The man in front of him exuded a cold sweat.

"Which master is that? Didn't you say that the evil king has also shot?" The old man calmed down.

The protagonist shook his head: "The wicked prince does not know where he is. The master is very young and is known as the" Scaring Sword "Xiaomeng."

"Xiaomeng ..." the old man repeated the name.

In the flowery courtyard, a graceful Mongolian woman suddenly stood up: "Is Lu Guan dead?"

"Yes, it is rumored that the evil king shot himself, but Lu Guan is still alive, because there is a strong master next to him, who is said to be a" shocking sword "Xiaomeng. Disdain.

"Huh, isn't it the first in the world to be called the Immortal Seal ..." Xiao Meng, "Amazing Sword", in the end no one can ... "The Mongolian woman paced back and forth.

Inside the stargazing tower, a white-haired old man looked at the astrolabe in front of him and frowned and said to his disciples, "Ming Lu Guan is dying, why is a meteor passing and changing the trace?"

"The disciples don't know." His disciples did not understand at all.

The white-haired old man whispered to himself: "Amazing sword Xiaomeng ..." (to be continued) 2k novel reading network