The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Institution iron bird?

When Meng Qi initially sensed this flying bird, he was obviously stingy, because it was rough in shape, dark in black, with wings embedded in iron plates, and his eyes were like brass casting. There was no vitality. I almost thought it was a zombie bird from Jiuyou. Wait until Jiang Yan realized it with a slight recognition. Isn't this a bird in the mechanism?

Some small gates in their own world are good at organ arts, and can make various traps and organ items, such as wooden cows and stray horses, such as wingless birds, but Meng Qi has never seen an organ iron bird that can soar freely in mid-air!

Is this door a portal? The two of them approached a small gate that is good at organ surgery?

The official iron bird flew along the mountain side, penetrated into the clouds, and soon disappeared into the Meng Qi and Jiang Yan micro-sensors.

"The iron bird that can fly this way is afraid that it was only in the Middle Ages. It has long been lost ..." Jiang Yanwei Daidai frowned slightly.

Hearing this sentence, Meng Qi suddenly came up with many imaginative thoughts. The Murphy Gate of Vientiane is the gate of time, and they returned to the Middle Ages?

No, the vitality of the heavens and earth before the devil and the chaos should not be so thin ...

He looked at the village below the mountain, and said with interest: "Wei Wei, why don't we go down the mountain and ask someone?"

The so-called travel, in addition to fighting and sharpening, also has the meaning of knowledge, walking thousands of miles, seeing all kinds of things, is better than reading 10,000 books alone.

And with Meng Qi's temperament, seeing novelty is very suitable to his appetite.

Jiang Yanwei was also full of interest. He smiled and looked at the smoke from the mountain. "I don't know where we are?"

The two did not go down the mountain immediately, but turned around and flew into the crater, closed the gate of Sen Vientiane, and put away the token. Remove the traces.

Because they did not know the local conditions, the two stopped flying before reaching the foot of the mountain and walked towards the village.

A lot of good farmland is cultivated outside the village. A half-white elder wearing a bucket stands on the field ridge, and in front of him is a "wooden monster" that may be an institutional cow dragging an iron plough. Walk slowly, turning the soil.

From time to time, the "organ cow" stopped, and the half-white old man quickly walked over and twisted the organ vigorously. Soon, the organ cow made a crunching sound again. Tilling the plough again, many fields in the distance are similar.

The old man wiped his sweat and walked back to the field again, and suddenly saw a man and a woman coming from the official road, the man was wearing a blue shirt. With a long sword on his shoulders, his facial features are beautiful, his mouth is smiling, and his chic and laid-back look reveals an approachable, female goose-yellow dress. The two came side by side, the placket fluttering with the wind, really picturesque.

See Meng Qi and Jiang Yan looking at their farmland. The old man greeted enthusiastically: "But the two came to visit the village?"

Although the language has changed a bit, but it can be understood, it seems to be the same ... Meng Qi smiled and said, "Lao Zhang is polite, we are just passing by, seeing everyone busy and busy farming. I can't help but wait and see."

The half-white old man grinned and said, "Are you curious about these institutions?"

He clicked his lips, showing pride: "This is the improvement of Xie Maocai in our village. It is much easier to use than the stupid and heavy organ cows before! He was only admitted to Maocai at the age of sixteen. Everyone praises his craftsman. What is unique to a craftsman will surely become a talent and be a real organist. "

Organ division? Meng Qi and Jiang Yanwei looked at each other, and here she is really good at organ surgery.

"Xie Maocai is truly talented." Meng Qi praised the old man's words.

The half-white old man was praised as he himself, and his eyes narrowed with a smile. Suddenly, Yu Guang saw a person and shouted loudly: "Xie Maocai, Xie Maocai, there is a guest here to find you!"

It was a sixteen or seven-and-a-half-year-old child with a bandage on his head, a black robe, a round face, and a focused look, and was helping a farmer repair the cattle.

Hearing the call of the old man, he put down his tools and ran over with a brownish yellow puppy beside him.

The puppy has one foot made of wood and seems to be a prosthetic limb, but it does not seem to have a significant impact on running.

Xie Maocai stopped by the old man, and was very restrained in the face of two immortal guests:

"What are you looking for?"

"We heard Lao-zhang mention Mao Cai, and wanted to see the genius in organ surgery." Meng Qi grinned.

Xie Mao scratched his head: "Where, where, luckily."

He flushed slightly, unconsciously smiled, and seemed happy to be praised.

"Xie Mingxian under the last name, I wonder what the two guests call?" He asked politely.

Meng Qi said with a smile: "A surname is Su Mingmeng, this is friend Jiang Yanwei."

Xie Xian was waiting for the cold, but saw a Taoist man coming, in his twenties, holding a peach sword in his hand. In the induction that Meng Qi had merged with heaven and earth, he had no secrets all over his body. All the actions were expected. There are more than ten or twenty runes in it.

"Did you come down from the Fire and Fog Mountains?" He didn't tone well.

Suddenly, he only felt that the young man in front of him was smiling, personable, and approachable, and his subconscious tone eased: "Demons appear on it. Don't keep thinking about taking shortcuts."

"The demon?" Jiang Yan asked in confusion.

When they were on the mountain, they didn't feel the demon's trace at all, could they have been scared to hide?

The half-white old man hurriedly said, "The two guests didn't know, there were demons in Huowushan two years ago."

Seeing that he couldn't tell the point, Xie Xian glanced at the Taoist man, and then introduced clearly: "The Sun God Stone produced by Huowu Mountain has been controlled by several great immortals and our Mo Gong, but it has been mined since ancient times. Increasingly scarce. "

"Two years ago, during a deep excavation, a demon was dug out of the magma, killed everyone, and seized many sun **** stones. It later appeared frequently, and even a few barons also died here. Only when the Master and the Sect came, it disappeared and disappeared. "

"At that time, we could hear the cry of ghosts on the mountain every night."

Meng Qi wanted to rub his nose very much. From the description, the evil demons Bacheng was Luo Ju, but it made a lot of noise.

But it ’s really interesting here. The mechanics are better than their own world. I do n’t know how much, and there are still gates, monks, and treasures ...

"That's it," Meng Qi said casually, "we didn't cross the Huowushan. We just bypassed it from the side."

"Well, the Sun God Stone in Huowushan has been exhausted. I can't control whether others go up the mountain, but if I encounter a demon, I can only ask for more blessings." The Daozhuang man was resentful.

Since Xianzong and Mo Gong no longer control the dried up fire and fog mountains. Many people who are looking forward to the adventure will go to the mountain to find the stones. How to persuade them will not be persuaded, and they will not cry if they do not see the demon.

Meng Qi joked halfway: "Someone is not afraid of demons. He always has demons who are afraid of us. Someone once had a nickname, calling him a demon nemesis."

"The demon nemesis. Hehe ..." The man in Daozhuang coped with a smile, and said goodbye.

After taking a few steps, he whispered into Meng Qi's ears: "The demon nemesis? Don't be afraid of the wind flashing his tongue! Only our monks and masters of Mo Gong can call the devil nemesis, and the little warrior is worth it?"

Those who directly cross the metal long sword are obviously warriors!

I lied to you what to do, that demon has been killed by me ... Meng Qi "innocent" looked at the back of the man in Daozhuang.

At this time. Four well-organized iron and wood organ horses dragged the carriage out of the village and parked next to the man in the road suit. The driver said respectfully, "Director Ouyang, aren't you going to the city?"

Ouyang Taoist gently nodded and boarded the carriage.

The carriage drove along the official road, and the driver looked at Xie Xian with a smile: "Xiao Maocai, come up quickly, don't miss the exam in the state city."

"Xiancai?" Meng Qi smiled. Slightly surprised.

The coachman laughed: "The guest didn't know. He was sixteen years old when he passed the examination of Maocai in the county palace Mogong. He is a first-class genius in our state. Now he is less than a year old and ready to join the state city. Test, um ... "

Xie Xian was flushed with blushing and bowed his head to leave.

Meng Qi and Jiang Yanwei glanced at each other, and they saw each other's strong interest in this place, so they arched out: "The two of us will also go to the state city. I wonder if Xiongtai can take a ride?"

Seeing their good looks and courtesy. Outstanding temperament, the driver patted the pony tail of the machine. Loudly: "Good!"

Xie Xian picked up the puppy, stroked its fur, and muttered something like: "You can't go far now, wait for me at home, remember to listen to my uncle and grandma ... If I become a talent, I will learn better organ mechanics, I'll give you a wooden leg that will allow you to travel far away! "

The puppy whimpered and reluctantly, until the carriage drove away before returning to the house. At the same time, another institution teacher came over to repair the broken institution cow.

The cabin was very spacious. Meng Qi and Jiang Yan were sitting on one side, and Taoist Ouyang and Xie Xian were on the other side.

Meng Qi took the initiative to talk about some interesting insights without revealing his identity, and soon the atmosphere became harmonious. The slightly arrogant Ouyang Taoist also joined in.

At the time of the conversation, the carriage stopped slowly, letting Meng Qi's intentions fall through. Sometimes, he really felt that it was simple and quick to use spiritual cues, but because he was unclear about the situation here, he faced Mo Gong and Cai Xian Disciple, dare not rashly.

Stepping out of the carriage, Meng Qi froze suddenly, because not far away was a long black iron-powered motor vehicle, which seemed to be able to seat many people, like a giant python or a dragon.

Looking coldly at Xie Xian and Ouyang expropriation of copper plates to pay the fare, Jiang Yanwei knew instantly and took out a small piece of broken silver. Passed in the coachman's thanks.

Then they followed Xie Xian and Ouyang Zheng to the machine car, and exchanged two thin pieces of paper from the dark green robe man with silver.

"Ink car."

"Huowu County-Yongzhou City."

"Expected time frame: two hours and two quarters."

Looking at such a piece of paper, Meng Qi did not know how to describe his expression.

The windows of the machine window are clear, and they sit in pairs, with a table in the middle.

After Meng Qi and others sat down, they waited for a while, and the machine car had long legs and ran on the official road, sometimes over mountains.

Strange to say, this kind of running is obviously the most bumpy, but there is no feeling on the machine, and the tea on the table has only a few ripples.

"Organization can make everyday life comfortable and easy, which is really good." Meng Qi expressed his feelings about Jiang Yan's micro-transmission.

Jiang Yanwei thoughtfully: "Before the devil and Buddha were in trouble, there should be similar things in our world. Medieval sages were the masters of organ arts. It is said that there are flying ships and various strange things, but that disaster Later, they all lost their heritage. "

At this time, someone was walking forward from behind, wearing a plain robe and carrying a long box, and his temperament was cold.

Ouyang Zheng's face changed slightly, and he whispered, "Sword Box."

"Fei Jian ..." Xie Xian was excited and afraid.

Seeing this man, Meng Qi frowned, "looking" with the eyes of "street fortune teller", this man was entangled with evil spirits because of fear, for fear of bad things. (To be continued)

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