The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Looking at the barrier, Shangshui turned over and twisted out of the city for Guanlan.

Meng Qi stood in the Guanlan Hall, watching the undulating river and the lights under the night, only to feel that the sky was high and the sky was red and dazzling, all the luxuries of the family were flowing into the river.

"The ancestors of the Tang family deserves to be strong in location. The place of cultivation is really particular ..." Meng Qi looked out of the fence in good mood and looked inside the hall.

He just deliberately said in front of Tang Mingyue that he would kill Tang Shu with very cold and profound words, because if he did n’t say hello in advance, he would confuse Tang Mingyue, doubt his purpose, and doubt his identity. Cooperate with her own actions, and immediately inform Tang Mingyue after taking advantage of the situation and turning over the clouds to cover the rain. It will only make her feel that she has a far-reaching plan, and she does not follow the rules and regulations, and it is difficult to measure. It is indeed a difficult sword. Youcheng turned back prodigal son.

Of course, this kind of pretense is profound, and the pretense is cold, and the momentum is very cool, hahahaha!

Meng Qi laughed in his heart, and was quite stunned. As for the purpose of killing Tang Shu, there was revenge, resentment, and resentment did not stay overnight!

We are such a stingy person!

Of course, before killing Tang Shu, he must ask what he knows.

Therefore, changing white clothes, dressing high, and playing cold, in addition to satisfying your own preferences, the more important thing is the previous big truth, building momentum, and psychologically suppressing Tang Shu, so he will confess, and only when he kills him. Do not use the bottom of the box to reveal identity.

Tang Shu's good luck is nine years old. He has deep internal strength, can be released outside, and his body and attack are extraordinary. Even if he doesn't fight back, the ordinary master of openness can't break his body's breath and face his life. In danger, he will definitely burst out of potential. If he doesn't create a flaw in his mind and worth the seeds of failure, he will only be able to kill him by relying on the technique of opening swords without using swords and location moves.

Just as Meng Qi was thinking, Tang Mingyue lotus stepped in and walked in, holding a white robe in his hand. His worship of his brother was beyond words: "Second Brother, Grandpa Ninja will arrange for Grandpa's guard to come over."

"Okay." Meng Qi took the white robe. Step into the Guanlantang Dongnuan Pavilion, remove the strong clothes and put it on.

A mirror made of special copper material stood in front of Meng Qi. Several people were tall. At a glance, it was very clear, and I didn't know what process was passed.

Seeing the man in a white robe in the mirror, cold and majestic, with a long knife at the waist. The angular lines produce a strange charm, different from the chic and cold when the swordsman, and the serene when the high monk. But the masculine of the knife is fierce.

"Yes, yes ..." Meng Qi is very satisfied with this look, if he can sense the world initially. It also interacts with the surrounding environment, giving people a flawless sense.

He coughed, calming down. Restoring Gujing without waves, stepped out of Dongnuan Pavilion.

"Second Brother ..." Tang Mingyue blinked before his eyes, calmed down, and said with concern: "Second Brother, what did you suffer outside?"

"It's a long story." I haven't done it yet ...

"Let's talk again in my throat." By then I wouldn't be able to find me ...

Meng Qi answered with a hoarse voice, and at the same time looked at the layout of Guanlan Hall, trying to find something to "pass" time, so as not to talk with Tang Mingyue too much.

"Okay." Tang Mingyue knew that the second brother was killed by the assassin's throat, and his speech was a bit difficult. He just yelled in the ancestral hall just now.

The Guanlan Hall is elegantly furnished. In addition to the censer, antique cabinet, rows of bookshelves, desks, and chairs, Meng Qi is waiting for the appreciation of antiques, and suddenly sees a word under the plaque of the Guanlan Hall.

This writing pen takes away hundreds of dragons and snakes, and hangs there, hanging there, reflecting the light and light, slightly floating.

"Guanlan Post ..." Meng Qi read the name, walked slowly, stood under the post, and with both hands lost, read the head slightly.

The words on the post are not too outstanding, and the words are not flamboyant, but they are done in one go, and they are full of style.

"Punch the water against the fence ..." When you look carefully, Meng Qi's eyes suddenly freeze, only that the ink words on the post seem to turn into waves, causing people to "swipe" in suffocation, overwhelming and continuous.

The waves were soaring, the waves were turbulent, and in the last few words, Meng Qi suddenly saw a blade of light shining sharp, soaring into the sky, it was unimaginable. Under a single blade, the waves cracked and the river cracked. Trend!

After the thrilling knife-light illusion, Meng Qi found that she saw the last, the red seal was as new, and the letter "Break the Dust."

This is the name of the ancestor of the Tang family.

Meng Qi closed his eyes, remembering the meaning of the knife, and four words appeared in his heart:

"Splitting the river."

It is not a true inheritance or a secret book of martial arts, but when the ancestors of the Tang ancestors were successful, they splattered the ink in the chest of the qi stalks, and made the best of the swords in their hearts. Showed vividly.

The waves are endless, and the momentum is endless.

"The old ancestors once said, if anyone can image Lintong's seven or eight, his river splitting technique is enough to be proud of one party, and he can break through the location. Second brother, do you want to try it?" Changing the situation, Tang Mingyue was in a good mood, and couldn't help but joke.

If I have time to practice the sword-splitting technique, I might as well ponder the seven strikes of the purple thunder and the nine-night annihilation ... Meng Qi slandered and said to Tang Mingyue with a soft expression: "I have come to another stage in the sword-splitting process. The swordsmanship is bad. "

Tang Mingyue has seen Meng Qi's knife that cut to Ye San, knowing that his sword has taken a fierce and overbearing essence, which is different from his own split river sword method. It is not strange to hear the words, covering his mouth and smiling: You can understand everything, Bai Liming, second brother, you have done a good job. If you look at it more and say that you must not break the river, you will naturally start. "

"Reasonable." Meng Qi was willing to do so, so as not to linger in the past.

In addition, the essence of the knife path contained in the meaning of the sword is similar to some of the explanations. Meng Qi has been enlightened and cultivated before, and has not gained much. Now that there is Zhuyu in front, do you not taste the meaning of "copy"?

Soon, he was immersed in the artistic conception of the waves and the river breaking through the river. Constantly trying to assimilate, trying to take the relevant explanation as the root, taking the changes of the Ananda breaking ring knife method, the cold wind knife method, the five tiger broken door knife method, etc. as the dry, to hide the potential, the hidden speed, Into their own swordsmanship.

In this state, Meng Qi has forgotten the outside world and has no self.

When Tang Ren, Tang Erye and Tang Qiye entered the house, they all stared at each other. Only Meng Qi, who was holding his hand up, and devoted to reading the posts, felt indescribable. As if he was out of the world and integrated with the surrounding environment, it seemed that he would come out at any time, cut through nature, and return to red dust.

His white robe was cold, his back was straight, and he looked like a gun. He wasn't strong, but he gave him a sense of majesty.

This is also Tang Shu's first impression when he stepped into Guanlan Church. The remaining elders stood outside the door and waited for the results.

"Second Master ..." Taken by this momentum, Tang Shu only had Meng Qi's eyesight. He forgot that Tang Qiye was the current owner.

Meng Qi returned to God. Closing my eyes again, examining the gains just now, without turning, my voice was dumb and authentic:

"Why assassinate the chief of Huanhuajian and his relatives? Did the second uncle know beforehand?"

Tang Shu saw Tang Erye. I saw him shaking his head slightly, so he affirmatively said, "Erye didn't know."

Tang Erye was relieved. He didn't understand what happened to Tang Xiaoer. How many ordeals have endured, and why it has become so terrible, not only is the sword technique overbearing and fierce, but also acts like his sword, thunderous, does not give people a chance to breathe and react. After a series of puzzling actions, it is already Quietly controlled most of the situation in the house, and everyone's swords made them afraid!

Tang Shu continued: "In the past, Wu Ye had great gratitude to me and introduced me to the Tang family. He asked me to assassinate, and I assassinated."

Tang Shu originally did not believe in Tang. He was a well-known expert in Luzhou. Later he was in trouble. He was rescued by Tang Wuye and sheltered under the Tang family's door. He later joined the family and supported by the Tang family. The tricks are all together, and the inner world is over.

"Why did Wushu assassinate the principal of the Huanhuajian School? Haven't you thought about the consequences?" Meng Qi still faced his back to the crowd, the evening wind blew, and the white robe fluttered.

Tang Shu honestly answered: "Five Lords didn't originally want to do this, but after secretly meeting Ye Sansha, he said that in order to fight for status in the royal family, he must make a head bird. Anyway, it is only to deal with the relatives of the Huanhuajian faction. Mr. Lin is here, and it won't cause much waves. By then, throwing out the "missing" me and committing the crime will be good. Who knows that even Mr. Lin died later. "

Tang Mingyue pursed his lips and listened quietly, not quite convinced that such a major event would be the appearance of Ye Sangongzi.

"When Uncle Wu saw Ye San, is there anyone else?" Meng Qi did not see the ups and downs, but was quite surprised. He always thought that Ye San was a standard sister-in-law, and it was fine to do something vicious. He blended his abilities, but now it seems that he played an important role in it. Is this still Ye San who was scared to kneel by himself?

Tang Shu shook his head and looked at the back of Meng Qi. He felt that he was the owner and felt his confidence:

"Five Lords met him secretly, and I don't know if anyone else."

Meng Qi asked a few words side by side, seeing that Tang Shu could explain everything, so he carried his hands, opened his eyes, and watched the undulating waves, saying sternly:

"No homeowner's permission is allowed to do it without permission. This is also a crime."

"Regardless of the situation, only talking about private affairs, dragging the family into danger, this crime is also two."

"After doing things, I didn't bear the blame. I led anger to the family and ignored the grace of cultivation for many years.

"Tang Shu, can you confess your sin?"

He is like a homeowner, like a judge, but after a series of things, Tang Qiye and others have already taken the momentum, and take it for granted.

Tang Shu facelessly said: "Convicted."

"Shu Bo has already confessed his sins and is a master of nine tricks. Why not just punish him and leave a useful body to serve the family?" Tang Erye suggested.

Meng Qi read again, his heart was rolling, his sword broke through the river, and he ignored the second master Tang. He said indifferently: "Very good, because he already knows sin and is less than his family."

When Tang Shu and others were glad, Meng Qi's words turned sharply: "There is nothing wrong with Wu Shu's words. Someone must blame him to alleviate the anger of the Huanhua Sword School."

"I and other families can only survive so hard among the big sects of Da Shijia, and we must never act arbitrarily."

Tang Shu and others were hesitant. I don't know what punishment he would make. Should he break his hand directly or let someone from Huanhua Sword School handle it?

Meng Qi loosened his hands and pressed his right hand under the knife handle.

"So you have to die."

The sound was not loud, but it was like a thunder, which blew everyone's mind.

Meng Qi finally turned and pulled out the evil robbery:

"You die, your family can live, and the entire family can live!"

The words just fell, the long-awaited long sword suddenly cut out, the knife light flickered, and the changes were weird. It seemed that every change was contrary to common sense and involved the heart. Seeing it was like hearing an intolerable noise, remembering Unforgettable past.

After all, it's difficult!

Such a knife method is indescribable and numb to the scalp, which is the essence of Meng Qi's "knife outline".

Until this time, Tang Shu could clearly see the appearance of "Tang King". His facial features are like that of Mr. Tang, his nose is straight, his lips are thin, his corners are sharp, his white robe is like snow, he is cold and domineering, and he is so aggressive that he makes himself short One end.

Just now, standing with his hands in his hands, his solemn and self-assured performance, all the self-confidence in his grasp, and the strength of accountability, like the picture drawn by Meng Qi, suddenly emerged in Tang Shu's heart, making him unable to overcome.

"You die, your family can live, and the entire family can live!"

The last sentence, with the strange change and the uncomfortable sword, made Tang Shu hesitate, his family members, and his own life, spinning on the scales.

The masters are fighting each other, the moves change extremely fast, and even a little carelessness is a failure, so Tang Shu is not allowed to hesitate.

With this hesitation, he has lost the opportunity, and the evil robbery has been cut to him!

Tang Erye and Tang Qiye only reacted at this time and took the rescue.

"No!" Tang Shu roared, the desire for survival prevailed, his palms were raised, the cold and scorching palms vomited out, forming air masses, and pinching on evil robberies.

But at this moment, the evil robbery picked up, the sword light changed, and the momentum came like a rolling wave of waves, rushing towards Tang Shu incessantly.

Tang Shu calmed his eyes, knowing that he had made a hasty shot, judged that there was a slight error in the knife path, and fell into the opponent's trap.

what! Seeing Meng Qi's knife, Tang Ren's face was surprised.

Suddenly, a bright and bright knife lights up, splitting the waves and cutting off all vitality.

Alas, Meng Qi returned to her sheath. Meng Qi was still a while ago, and now she is standing behind Tang Shu, her back to him.

Tang Erye and Tang Qiye just flew forward, and saw Tang Shu's heart bleed down, spreading to his throat, his eyes were unwilling, he made a noise, and fell to the ground.

"Send his body to Huanhua Mipu."

Meng Qi didn't look back, pushed the door open, walked out of Guanlantang, said calmly.

The elders outside couldn't hide the shock, they just had a clear victory when they noticed the action. This is a master of Jiuqiao, a master of Jiuqiao!

Meng Qi was decisive for the result. Just now, in the first battle, Tang Shu didn't even show his 30% strength. He moved around and committed a taboo. After derivation, he could kill him no matter what he used. The essence of the two knife paths just realized!

He wins the snow in white, presses the knife handle, and walks slowly in the night corridor. (To be continued ...)

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