The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Hehe, Meng Qi laughed twice, pretending not to hear it, and left the boat on his own, took the boat, and moved closer to the shore. Wang Zai didn't ask much, and when he got ashore, he said sincerely: "Thank you, Brother Su Xian Make a siege. "

"Raising your hand." Meng Qi calmed down.

"Brother Su Xian, do you really have something important? Do you need help?" Wang Zai felt something to do.

Meng Qi shook his head and did not want to involve Wang Zai in the "mythology": "It's just an excuse. I plan to go to Jiange and then return to Xing Yunzhuang to practice."

Wang Zaiyu said, "Since that is the case, then the stupid brother has left."

The two broke up, and Meng Qi hurried along the Tianxiu River towards Jiange, for a while, suddenly stopped and looked towards the heart of the river.

This place is far away from the most prosperous place. The building boat becomes less. At first glance, the water waves are undulating. In the middle of the water, there is a small boat following the waves. There is a Tsing Yi boy sitting on the top of the boat. In front of it is a large altar wine, which is drinking directly to the moon.

He is in his twenties, with a good-looking and elegant appearance.

Although he did not recognize this person, Meng Qi still vaguely guessed his identity. He originally planned to challenge him at Wucheng, but now things change at any time, but he went to Xingyun's feast first.

"Qing Lian Zizi" tassel, Huan Hua Jian sent a biography!

Turning his head, Meng Qi decided to rush to Jiange first.

"This friend, Jiang Zuo meets. Why not have a drink?" At this moment, Liu Su drunkenly smiled. He noticed Meng Qi's examination and sensed his air-conditioner, knowing that he was unusual.

Meng Qi pondered for a moment, just to ask Brother Qi if he was looking for the local master of Huanhuajian. And reminded him to be careful of the old hours, so he laughed: "Qing Lian's wine must be a good wine, how can you miss it?"

He folded two dead branches from the tree next to him and stood up like a bird approaching the river, gracefully crossing the river.

The Tianxiu River is relatively wide, and the small boat is located in the heart of the river again.

The wave of light floated and he threw a dead branch in his hand and floated on the water. With one toe, he vacated again. After two consecutive shots, he fell across the tassel and sat on the other side of the boat.

Beside the jar, there was a clean empty bowl. It seemed that the tassels had been prepared.

"Is there another guest?" Meng Qi thought that Tassel could not wait for himself.

Tassel patted the wine jar, a liquefaction of liquor into a flying spring, fell to an empty bowl. Just filling up, no more than one point, no less than a few, this control even Meng Qi could not help but marvel.

"Ben brought wine to fight with others. But he missed the appointment and had to decide on his own. Fortunately, he met you." Tassel picked up the wine bowl, but he was elegant and authentic. "Although I don't know each other, I will be a drinker after drinking."

Meng Qi also held up the bowl, only to feel the smell of wine. The color is pale and blue, which is extraordinary: "Under Sumeng."

The two touched the bowls, and each was dry and clean. Meng Qi felt that the wine had entered the throat, turned into a line of fire, and flowed into the stomach bag, and then the fragrance was spread, warm and smoky, mellow and sweet, hitting the festival: "Good wine!"

"It's been 30 years since the building was filled with smoke and rain, and I only got it cheekily." Tassel laughed with satisfaction, as if praising his wine made him happy than praising him.

Meng Qi also took a photo of the wine jar, spurred off the fountain, split into two shares, and fell into their respective bowls, which were also no more and no less, just a full bowl.

This control is not worse than tassel!

Tassel laughed, "I listen to Master Qi, have you ever wanted to talk to me?"

"Yes, Brother Qi is also in Wucheng?" Meng Qi asked knowingly.

Tassel patted the side of the boat: "Of course, if it is not for the Xingyun feast, we can bring ten altar wines together and slowly taste wine."

"There must be a chance in the future." Meng Qi paused. "Please also ask the son to tell Brother Qi that the old hour with him that is evil is in Wucheng."

Tassel nodded, without asking, raised a bowl and drank with Meng Qi.

After drinking three bowls in a row, Meng Qi did not deliberately operate the internal force, and asked a little bit of wine: "I don't know who the son had previously agreed to?"

It is certainly extraordinary to be able to meet with the son of Qing Lian. Meng Qi saw that the city is now undercurrent, so he asked a few words.

Liu Su looked to Jiang Xin and said with emotion: "Sai Tu, King of Thieves."

"The King of Thieves?" Meng Qi is no stranger to this name. He is a well-known figure in the six-door sea-catch instrument. People have also dug a lot of graves, and their itch was hated by the bitter master.

"When I traveled to Jiangdong before, I encountered Si Kong and tried to take him down. After all, he couldn't catch it. He could only divide the autumn. He was also good at wine. So we often gambled for wine. If I win, he will wash his hands. If I lose, I will help him do something that does not violate the rules of the game. Today, five bets have been tied. "Tassel drank a bowl and reflected on the past." Sikong previously asked me here today Fight, but he didn't show up, maybe he was stumbled by something else. "

Meng Qi nodded, and "The King of Thieves" was also in Tancheng. It is really possible to run into a master here at any time.

After drinking seven or eight bowls of wine with tassel, Meng Qi rushed to Jiange, got up to leave, and aimed at the boat, looking for something halfway.

"Why do I need to do this, I will send you a ride." Tassel drunken drew his sword, his expression full of sacredness, and yelled loudly:

"Flying down three thousand feet ..."

When the sword was cut, the river suddenly roared, and the waves poured into the air, turning down, and pushing the boat to the shore. misunderstanding.

Tassel did not send farewell, turned his head and patted the boat, sailed to the heart of the river again, and said loudly: "A pot of wine between flowers, no blind date ..."

Meng Qi looked back and said with emotion, that being able to be one with heaven and earth is really different.

When he arrived at Jiange, after passing the pass and looking closely, Meng Qi met Jiang Yanwei and told the story of the old clock.

Details cannot be concealed, and Mi Zijing and Bai Wenyuan will definitely announce it.

Jiang Yan had a little hard work to resist laughing, and nodded, "I will be careful, right, Master Hong is already in Lintong City."

Meng Qi put down his heart, and Hong Qian, the "broken star sword" of Xijian Pavilion, was a real location, Su Wuming's brother.

After leaving Jiange, he walked along the Tianxiu River and planned to return to Xingyun Village.

While walking, he saw the ship in Xiuyue Pavilion again.

"Suddenly arrived here?" Meng Qiluo was surprised, this side is close to the lake and Yanyu Mountain, few buildings have arrived here.

The ship was docked and the lights were low. It seemed that there were very few guests or they were all sleeping.

Suddenly Meng Qi's heart flashed behind a tree.

He stared at it, saw a window open, a man in a black robe jumped out, then Yonago appeared, closed the window, his face was solemn and solemn, and he had never seen the wave-shaped skeleton before.

The man in the black robe had the iconic rosacea, and seemed to be very afraid of being followed. He continued to change his shape and slowly merged into the darkness.

Meng Qi sensed that someone was trying to decorate him.

Meng Qi did not take action because he didn't want to mess with other people's affairs. He was troublesome enough. Mizi respected God and mystery, and said that it must not be related to Jin Wang Zhao Yi.

Silently and silently, Meng Qi swept across this place and returned directly to Xingyunzhuang, meditating and practicing, trying to figure out moves.

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In the early morning, the first rays of sunlight shone into the courtyard where Meng Qi was.

Meng Qi then woke up, only to feel clear-hearted and comfortable, all the things she encountered yesterday seem to have passed away.

This made his mind clear, and suddenly there was inspiration:

"Brother Qi has not been killed by 'Blessing Heavenly Palace', will the people of 'Mythology' never think of him to inform me?"

"I have met with Wei Wei, and it must have passed to Xijian Pavilion ..."

"Uncle Xijiange Hongshi came to Wucheng. From the attitude of tassel, the master of Huanhua Sword School is afraid to come ..."

"'Myth' will really come against me?"

Thinking about it, Meng Qi's eyes narrowed slightly, the myth has not been successfully defeated, things have been exposed, and they are just simply angry and vented, will they continue to act at such a great risk?

If you are yourself, you are afraid that you will temporarily suffocate and find another opportunity. It is not important anyway.

"But the old hour still appeared in Wucheng ..."

"Is it just hiding in the local area, or is the myth different?"

While he was thinking hard, Xingyunzhuang's servant sent a letter saying it was from a nearby child.

Meng Qi was puzzled. He checked it first, and then opened the letter of view. I saw it written in lower case with the beautiful Xiuhua:

"Twenty miles east of the city, Longpanshan chaos and grave valleys, the demon is gone."

Gu Xiaosang's letter? Where is the old hour? Meng Qi clenched his hand involuntarily. (To be continued ...) 2k novel reading network