The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

The totem of the Hailasu tribe is a golden eagle, with sharp eyes and extraordinary martial arts. With the shaman's urging, a bright light burst out, and it seemed to reflect the day.

Meng Qi felt a touch of majesty from the top, strange powers seemed vague and clear.

In the face of things like Totem Ancestral Spirit, he didn't dare to take any care. If the whole person floats in the dark universe, he is surrounded by imaginary untouchable bright lines. The only thing he can grasp is the one that is slowly approaching.

"Will you agree to this vow?" He said suddenly, asking in a short Prairie language.

This shaman is just ordinary. Although he feels a bit weird, he thinks the other party is cautious, so he whispered: "There is no falseness under the gaze of Changshengtian and Golden Eagle."

Longevity religion incorporates most of the grassland totem gods into the longevity rule.

Hearing this sentence, Meng Qi buried his head, extremely devout, Yuanshen operated mystery, and a wave of illusion, the line of cause and effect changed direction and floated to the shaman and attached to him.

And Changshengtian and Golden Eagle naturally do not really "watch" such small things, but just use their power to witness the vows, so they have no reaction to the changes on both sides of the vows.

The shaman unknowingly had a heavy body, but immediately returned to normal, thinking that it was just a little expensive, and once again his eyes were higher than the top. After being sent by Aguola, he took the gems and gold and left the tent with high toes.

"It is a good brother to make an oath." Agura, contrary to the calm attitude just now, warmly made Meng Qi suspiciously. This is not to recruit a powerful assistant for himself, but just to kill a wolf, there will be one more who can compete positively. The master of the wolf king is glad that revenge is expected to be understandable. Such enthusiasm is beyond the normal limit, unless killing the wolf is more important to him than revenge.

Meng Qi nodded indifferently. Still the coldness of the homeless swordsman.

Agura seemed to be aware of her attitude problem, and converged with a smile: "If you have more strength, you have more hope for revenge. When I think of Alslen's death, I refuse to close my eyes. I often cannot control my own. mood."

"You are joining at the right time, and the liaison from the south will come over in two days. Recruiting nearby members and telling the news of the wolf king elsewhere will also count as witnessing your membership."

The southern contact made ... Meng Qi nodded calmly, and suddenly felt that killing the wolves would be a rather tight organization, which had surpassed the level of the loose revenge alliance that spontaneously exchanged information.

Out of the tent, the old Wu En sneered: "Agur has four sons and three daughters, but none of them are as good as Alslen. No wonder he is upset. He will also join the killing wolf at the risk of retaliation from the wolf king meeting."

"If I were him, I would choose this way. Although it is common to say when the grievances have been reported, but I hope that the enemies are so persuaded." Meng Qi saw no one around and switched to Mandarin, so he spoke fluently.

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Two days later, Menci and Batu followed behind Agoura and walked towards a humble tent.

"He is ..." At the door was a nine-step prairie warrior. He looked at Meng Qi and refused to let go into the tent.

Both Agoura and Batu knew him. Who is this homeless swordsman with a moustache?

"This is the new farewell to join the club," Agula said in a low voice. "An oath has been taken under the shaman's witness."

"Joining?" The prairie warrior looked at Meng Qi sharply, and seemed to doubt his eligibility to join the club. It's not like you can join the club just by taking an oath!

Then he saw Meng Qi's indifferent eyes, and the cold and sharp feeling came from his throat. It seemed that there was a long invisible knife. As long as he moved lightly, his head was immediately separated from his body.

With cold sweat on his forehead, he subconsciously took a few steps backwards and sideways to clear the way.

Seeing this scene, Agura nodded slightly, and was very satisfied with his choice.

The tent was warm as spring. There are several copper stoves and blankets are on the ground. Felt hangs on the inner wall, and gold ornaments are arranged in an orderly manner. It is luxuriously furnished and not rustic, which is the exact opposite of a humble appearance.

Inside there was an old man sitting cross-legged, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he smoked a kind of grassy specialty grass burning smoke, his expression was quite relaxed.

His fur was black and silky and set aside.

"Temul, the snow has sealed the grassland. Are you still here so early?" Agula greeted casually and familiarly.

Temul put down the rolled grass and spewed a white mist: "It was because the snow covered the grassland that he set off early, was he?"

"Zhebei, I introduce the members who join the club, the strong ones who can keep their lives in the hands of the Wolf King." Agula turned to introduce to Meng Qi, "Temur, a famous warrior of Philosophy, the most proud disciple died in the wolf King. "

Needless to say, Agula said that Meng Qi could perceive Temul's strength. Although he could not judge accurately, at least he knew that he surpassed the ordinary nine tricks, and whether he could determine by half-step location.

"Old, if I meet the Wolf King alone, I'm afraid I won't be able to save my life." Temuer took a deep look at Meng Qi.

Agura sat down cross-legged and asked casually, "What about them?"

"I can't get rid of myself. I will run hard and tell them the situation." Temuer said slowly and oldly. "Recently, the tiger in Philosophy is very interested in South Korean goods. You need to pay attention."

Agura nodded, and communicated with Temul, without involving the Wolf King, all the hidden things of Gegen Gaole and Philosophy, and sharing the scattered channels of southern goods and stolen goods.

Meng Qi sat next to him without saying a word, and was a little shocked. The news often meant opportunity. The way Agula and Temul shared such things was extremely beneficial to both sides, plus the identity of Agula, Temu The strength of Seoul is not a simple one plus one.

I am afraid that members of the Wolf Killing Club do not lack such high-performing people. They are not worthy of attention when they are alone. However, if they are united and spread across the grasslands, they will exchange information and support each other. Strength ... If Meng Qi is thinking, even if he kills the wolf king, they will not dissolve the wolf killer if they taste the sweetness, right?

At this moment, a hearty laugh came from the entrance of the tent: "I heard that there is a guy joining the club?"

There is no need to look back, the image of the comer has come to Meng Qi's mind, with thick brows and big eyes, wearing a leather hat and gorgeous clothes. The gold short knife for waist decoration is not too old, and it is estimated to be around thirty.

"Dari Achi. We are the liaison ambassador to the south of the wolf-killing society, the famous homeless martial artist on the grassland. My brother was killed by the wolf king ..." Agula introduced to both parties.

Dazhi Achi raised a hand to throw his feet and there was a little power in the world. Meng Qi fully affirmed that he had opened his heart and his strength, and his strength was above Temuer.

Darri Achi took off his fur and sat down without seeing it, taking a deep breath: "I wouldn't doubt the sight of Agoura. The strength of the Zhebei brothers will certainly not be too bad for the wolf king. We will kill the wolf. It ’s a strong addition. When things are over here and the snow is thawing, I ’ll take you to see the president. ”

When it comes to the chairman, no matter how awesome Temur or Agura are, but none of them said anything, and the president seemed quite mysterious.

The same is true for Darri Achi, who instead said: "My brother doesn't speak foreign words, so there isn't so much hypocrisy. Brother Zhebei, I'll tell you about Tie Sheng, the wolf cub."

"Okay." That's what Meng Qi wanted.

"I don't talk about other things. Believe that the brothers, you know, I will talk about what we will find when we kill the wolves." Darri Achi said with a serious expression, "Although Tie Sheng looks like a wolf pup looking casually. Just kill a good guy. But we found that, except for a few weak people, the power of the objects he killed was increased every other time ... "

Darri Achi made it very clear. They analyzed the law of the killing of the wolf king and found that every other day, the power of the wolf king's selection of objects would suddenly skyrocket, and then stabilized at this level, so repeated five times, of course. There are examples where the object is too much or less than the strength of the Wolf King, but they are only sporadic. Either it's easy or you can run away. Come back later.

"We suspect that the skyrocketing stage is the period when Tie Sheng, the wolf pup, is about to break through, and break the barrier by hunting down objects that are much stronger than himself," Agula added.

Meng Qi recalled the materials he had read, nodding his head slightly, and agreed.

In the days to come, the wolf king should almost recover from the injuries he caused to him. In his previous state, he should have reached the stage of seeking a breakthrough. If this is the case, there may be no chance. The problem is that there are choices on the grassland. There are not many corresponding objects, and it is difficult to determine the target of the wolf king.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the Wolf King has no other adventures and did not recover early, but judging from the number of shots he has made on the grassland in the past six months, this may be very low.

Darji Achi's words confirmed Meng Qi's thoughts: "Although Tie Sheng, a wolf pup, rarely shot after returning from the Central Plains, it seems that he is about to break through, but he can satisfy him except the relationship between the golden account and the longevity religion There are not many grassland strongmen who need to break through. We can only choose the focus. "

"But ..." He replied sharply. "Being able to choose the 'breakthrough target' so accurately, I don't think Tie Sheng will be a real lone wolf. Moreover, before he went south, he once shot five people and two were Our secret member of the Wolf Club, how can there be such a coincidence? "

"So, did you investigate from this aspect?" Meng Qi was speaking in the prairie, and just now he heard a lot of words in Dari Achi's head, and almost didn't understand what it meant.

Darija nodded his head: "We deliberately leaked some information, traced it back, and found three people who were suspect, one of them was in Gegen Gaole, which is one of the reasons I came."

"Who?" Agura and Temur's eyes became hot, even a little bloodshot.

Meng Qi did not move, and still maintained a cold and stern posture, so that Darichi Achi secretly praised the master's grace.

"That day Sue." Darge Achi spit out his name.

"He?" Both Agula and Temur showed a serious look.

"So Soviet?" Meng Qi didn't even know this person.

Darhi Achi explained: "He was a famous horse bandit. After half a step, he gave the horse team to his deputy. He went to Gegen Gaole to sell for many horse bands. He is cared for by Changshengtian, and meets internally and externally. "

Once you become an outside location, you can become a guardian of a medium-sized tribe or join a large tribe. It is a hundred times stronger than a horse bandit. After all, under the rule of the golden account and sweat, horse bandits are no problem to fight. Be annihilated.

"We will again release news that is not good for the Wolf King. I hope Brother Temur and Zhebei brothers will monitor that day and his men and follow them to find the Wolf King!" Darri Achi slightly raised his head and spoke in a tone.

Meng Qi shook the handle and said lightly:

"Hope your message is correct."

After speaking, he got up and turned, and left the tent by pressing the knife.

Seeing Zhebie's gesture, Dazhia narrowed his eyes and whispered:

"I hope you don't let us down."

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The clouds cover the moon, and the snowflakes are still falling.

Meng Qi and Temuer lie on the top of different tents, leaving the snow to cover themselves, motionless.

Someone sneaked into that day's tent and informed him of the news he had received before.

When this person left, all night, Su did nothing on that day, which made people suspect that Darichi Achi ’s judgment was wrong.

But Meng Qi and Temuer were very patient and waited all night under the snow and cold bones.

At Tianming, many of his men entered that day's tent and left one after another, making it impossible for them to judge who would bring the news or not. (To be continued) 2k novel reading network