The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

There seemed to be a vortex on the crowded street, and pedestrians involuntarily passed by, leaving a central hollow.

Wearing a blue shirt, Meng Qi wore a long knife across his waist, carrying his hands, and crossed the Shangguan who was standing there. He was extremely chic, and seemed to be convinced that Shangguanheng would not be ashamed into angry hands, or he had absolute confidence in his strength. Even the Shangguan sneaked in, he didn't care.

Shangguan's face turned red, and he couldn't believe that he was defeated in this way, but the fact was the fact, and he could not tolerate his denial.

The brutality of his eyes became more apparent, but he was more confused and seemed to be immersed in the memory of Su Shi's reincarnation.

After life, men and women, a big dream, where is "I"?

The man in Lu Long's accent looked at this scene on the street, swallowed his mouth hard, and was speechless.

This is the second strength of the list?

Is this "crazy sword" Su Meng?

& ★★.; The real battle is too far from the scene he imagined, there is nothing comparable, which makes him even more shocked by the strength shown by Meng Qi, and shocked by the ethereal and difficult to capture.

Even the few Jinjin dealers were stunned. Although they were full of confidence in Meng Qi and did not have much doubt about the rankings, this gap was too shocking!

The blue shirt blended into the crowd and drifted away. Shangguan Heng still stood on the spot and could not extricate himself for a long time.

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It was quiet at night, in the jungle near the mass grave.

According to the description of Si Kongtu's wife, Meng Qi found the burial mound.

Recalling the layout of all kinds of vicious organs, Meng Qi put his spirit out and sensed the slightest, looking for the most appropriate location.

If you are not afraid to destroy the contents, you can directly urge the soldiers and split the grave, which is the simplest and most effective way to destroy the organs. But naturally this cannot be done now.

The most vicious part of the organization left by Sikongtu is that if the front part fails or is damaged, the last organization will spray corrosive venom, destroy the ancient books and books, and let the grave robbers waste their time. That's it-according to Si Kongtu's wife, unless everyone in the organization comes to you or has resurrected Si Kongtu with all kinds of tomb robberies, normal people can't lift this layout.

In the jungle, several grave robbers wandering nearby sneaked spying on Meng Qi.

"Brother, what do you say he is standing there for?" Heibu masked. The little thief with only nostrils and eyes wondered.

The head of the grave robber said with a toothache: "It's not always late at night to worship the deceased, right?"

He suspected that the other eye was also on the grave.

"Brother, don't you say that there is a lot of organs in that grave, you have to dig slowly to find out?" The thief said in surprise, he believed the boss's judgment.

"No, in our experience, there are definitely no less than five organs in that grave! If it is wrong, we will write the last name upside down!" The leader said with a vow.

The thief muttered quietly, "Boss, your surname is Tian ..."

"... In short, he will definitely retreat when he finds it difficult, slowly. No, Xu Tuzhi." The leader is very "literary."

Meng Qi turned a blind eye to them, and a little thought made a decision, suddenly. He stretched out his right hand, his fingers in claws, dark gold, and slammed onto the grave.

The gray stone outside the grave was like dead wood. When it was scratched, the arrows inside were stabbed with poisonous needles, densely packed. It was difficult to escape, hitting all of Meng Qi.

The slight symphony of golden iron and iron continued, all of the hidden weapons were unable to fall, and Meng Qi's right hand did not slow down at all.

Alas, the bamboo tube shattered, the dark venom spewed, and fell down to the book wrapped in fur.

At this moment, a pale golden palm was added above the book, and they were held in the palm.

Zizz, the venom spilled on the back of his hands and arms, making a tingling sound of scalp, and a wave of white mist, but the pale gold did not fade at all.

Meng Qi retracted his hand, looked at the book, nodded in satisfaction, and turned away.

His chosen location avoided most agencies.

"This will work?" The peeping thief was horrified. He only saw the other person breaking the periphery of the grave, and the detective went in, and he took out things easily!

The leader paused for a while, and said hardly: "Yes, it is so easy to break the stone. Absolutely, absolutely a master. We can't match it!"

"But what about the institutions inside?" The thief said blankly.

"This ..." The leader didn't know what to answer.

The thief came back and wanted to try: "Brother, there is nothing in it! Let's go and see, maybe we can find the missing treasure!"

"Perhaps there is an institution, but it has been broken!" The leader was unwilling to slap himself, but was also greedy.

Meng Qi took the book and went out of the jungle. Suddenly he heard a scream from inside, and suddenly shook his head and laughed.

He didn't look back, and found a quiet place at will, and looked at the book by moonlight.

"It's broadcasting ..." After a while, Meng Qi frowned slightly and whispered to himself.

One of the ancient books examines the historical changes of Wuyou Valley in detail. First of all, it was used to guess the approximate location. Later, some clues were found in the local area. Unfortunately, the owner of the ancient books died of ill, ill and died of ill. Before death, relevant content was left for children and grandchildren to come to investigate, but somehow, this book became the funerary of others.

According to the contents of the book, the former Sanssouci Valley is an ancient secret place, and now it is the secret of the Hanhai.

Broadcasting, Han Hai's most famous dangerous place, complex in shape, shrouded in red fog that affects induction, is very easy to hide. I do n’t know how many of the most wicked and evil generations have to hide inside because they offend big people. Fighting with the crying old man was all the way to the vicinity of the broadcast, so Meng Qi knew it quite well.

"The black fur that inspired the Zhenwu serial mission was obtained by Hanhai horse bandits from a mysterious tomb, and Wuyou Valley could justify it in Hanhai ..." Meng Qi nodded slightly, temporarily pressing down the urge to find the entrance, which is a dangerous place However, such a character like Luo Ju is reluctant to go deep, plus his hatred with the crying old man. Without the strength of location, it is better not to die.

The rest of the books are more or less related to a mausoleum or a secret place. They recorded many changes in ancient place names, which made Meng Qi gain a lot of insights, but most of them are scattered clues, making Meng Qi unable to search according to pictures. .

"No wonder Si Kongtu chose to excavate the Han family's ancestral tombs. Bury these books here ..." Meng Qi turned to the end, feeling sorrowful, but fortunately, he did not report too much hope, and he could have a clue to worry-free valley even if he was surprised !!

Put away the book, Meng Qi looked up at the starry sky, looked at the deep gloom, the bright light spot, did not know what to think.

The next day, after confirming that Si Kongtu's wife and children went south without surprise, Meng Qi left Leli.

It was not far from the gate. He saw a man standing in front of Guandao. It was exactly Shangguan with thick eyebrows.

"How? Think about how to prevent that?" Meng Qi was intriguing.

Shangguan's fists clenched tightly, his teeth clenched, and it took him a long time to squeeze two out of his teeth: "No."

"If not, why are you stuck here?" Meng Qi raised and raised an eyebrow.

Does he want to taste the reincarnation of Su Shi again? Still addicted?

Shangguan's face was iron and blue, "I didn't think of it right now, but I didn't mean I couldn't think of it later. I'm afraid I can't find you after I think about it, so I plan to follow you."

This product is really a muscle ... Meng Qihaha smiled: "If you love to follow, follow."

He didn't care to move forward, Shangguan pulled a face across. Followed two or three feet apart.

It didn't take long for the summer rain to come, and it plummeted, forming a waterline.

Shangguan was waiting to find a place to shelter from the rain. Or use the body to hold the wind to isolate the rain, but see the mad knife in front of his face slightly raised, calmly receiving the rain, it seems to feel them.

His shirt quickly became wet. But it didn't affect his progress in the rain.

"Proactively recover the body suffocation? What does he want to do?" Shangguan looked at the back of the blue shirt in front of him, feeling slightly inexplicable, subconsciously speeding up his pace. Afraid of losing track of each other.

When the rain stopped and the official road went into the mountains, Meng Qi's body was full of white mist, and his clothes dried quickly.

The road was muddy after the rain, but he didn't rest, nor did he perform light exercises. He just walked forward step by step, making Shangguan Heng feel stranger.

After several days of follow-up, Shangguan Heng found that the mad sword really follows nature. He never cares about sleeping in the wild, and the whole person seems to be immersed in some wonderful feeling.

"He is comprehending the heavens and the earth, trying to make heaven and human sympathy and unity?" Shangguan Heng thoughtfully, but felt different, such as now.

At this moment, the night was getting dark, the field was deserted, and no one was around. Su Mang, a mad knife, leaned on a piece of bluestone, with a weed in his mouth, and stared at the starry sky without any sense of nature.

Shangguanheng had a straight temper, and curiosity could no longer be restrained. Zhang Dian stared a few steps past and frowned and asked, "What the **** are you doing?"

With a green grass in Meng Qi's mouth, leaning against the stone chicly, when he heard the words, he answered without asking:

"What would you do if you tried to sympathize and even unite?"

This is a standard answer ... Shangguan said indifferently: "Of course it is to appreciate nature, everyone has different skills, different mindsets, and different mental states, and the things learned from them are also different. Then use this to adjust the inner world and slowly near."

"If you can think of the most peaceful way to yourself, that is, the interior scene that will be exposed in the future, you can say that the unity of heaven and man is perfect."

Meng Qi did not look at him, looked at the starry sky again, and said in a tone of voice: "Is the heaven and earth that we can perceive it real? In our realm, our vision, how can we recognize the heaven and earth?"

"It is only to find the way initially, and then slowly explore in the future, if you can recognize the world, how can it be the level of the ancient five emperors." Shangguan disdainfully disdain.

Meng Qi smiled, still looking at the deep and charming starry sky: "I know, but if you think about it in advance, it should not be a bad thing."

His understanding of the unity of heaven and man and even the search for a path was originally the same as that of Shangguan, but in the last reincarnation mission, in order to scare Zuo Hanfeng and Yin Lenghui, he reversed the use of "changing heaven and earth to attack the ground" and interpreted his life Part of the knowledge and his own understanding of Yuan Shi, now in retrospect, suddenly inexplicable thriller.

Is this world really a round place?

Are the stars really different from Day Sun?

His own path obviously contains the content of world view, including the understanding of heaven and earth. If there is no such thing, Meng Qi must have initially found the direction, and then slowly explore and make small-scale corrections after becoming an outdoor scene. But now, if we can initially establish Is the understanding of heaven and earth better?

Is "Yuanshi" really the "Yuanshi" that I understand?

"The realm is not enough and forcibly thinking about the world will only become a lunatic, leaving a heart barrier and never breaking through." Shangguan said coldly.

Meng Qi did not answer, but pointed directly at the starry sky, his voice drifted:

"What's the difference between a star and a big day?"

"Is there no star power in Da Ri?"

...

"Who preached at the beginning of Suigu?"

"Why is it a test?"

Questions got into Shangguanheng's ears. He looked at the young man in front of him, and suddenly felt that the other side was unpredictable and difficult to see through. He seemed to be in a different world from him. (To be continued ...) 2k novel reading network