The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Meng Qi carried an oil-paper umbrella, as if walking in the rain, walking slowly on the bustling and lively streets, goods sellers, street vendors, dressed in ordinary pedestrians, like a wave of waves, condensed or moving.

God has always been known for many good hands, so Meng Qi did not feel wrong about this before. You can hear Yuan Lihuo's mention of the remnants of Nine Heavens after the secret spread of the gods, and then look at all this. It feels very different and crowded. There seemed to be a lot of strong people hidden in the crowd. They hurried in, hurried away, their expressions were calm and turbulent.

"It's really a stone that stirs up thousands of waves ..." Meng Qi's mentality easily looked around with the light in his eyes, without extending his spirit. Anyway, no matter whether the news of the remnants of Jiu Zhongtian is true or not, there is no strangeness or conspiracy behind it. I don't plan to visit this muddy water, everything has nothing to do with me, unless Gu Xiao sauna asks for cooperation with the contract.

Therefore, he now has a sense of superiority to stay out of the way, and the onlookers are clear, seeing raindrops falling, holding up a paper umbrella, and smilingly looking at the pedestrians passing by.

It's not bad to watch the fire from the other side!

The raindrops were spreading on the bluestone slabs. Of course Meng Qi would not go to Antai Building for fun. He randomly found a guesthouse and asked for a relatively clean room.

This is an independent courtyard, divided into left, right, and middle three compartments. Just stepping into it, Meng Qi's smile was even stronger.

On the stone bench in the courtyard sits a priest with a wooden clog. His face has no wrinkles, his hair is black and white mixed, his breath is long, his eyes are half-open and half-open, he turns a blind eye to Meng Qi, as if immersed in the Taoist book, straight down The rainwater just happened to be blocked by the lush canopy.

The window on the right-hand compartment was erected, revealing a hilarious face, Liu Yan's eyebrows entering, his nose straight. The face is picturesque, and there is a little sweetness hidden in the beauty, the red dress is bright but not beautiful, and it is obviously a good child of the rivers and lakes.

Her breath was nothing but slick, but her lowered eyes seemed to hide something. I didn't even look at Meng Qi, it seemed that I had a sense of induction and didn't care much.

"In all directions, the Gods of the Wind and the Wind meet the two strong men ..." Meng Qi stayed away, too lazy to pry into the true strength of the other party, and walked under the roof. Put away the oil paper umbrella, shake off the raindrops on it, and open the door of the middle compartment leisurely. After entering, turn on the light to illuminate the darkness, and take out your study.

This book is a little weird. He currently doesn't trust Liudao, so he doesn't want to be identified for the time being.

The woman in the red dress and the Taoist priests remained the same, the whole yard only heard the ticking sound, and there was a kind of quiet and deep feeling.

Qing Lan Zhao Zhe, Meng Qi held it, shook his head and read it with no attention to the matter outside the window.

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The next day, the wind and rain stopped. The sky was clear, Meng Qi changed clothes and walked out of the inn. I plan to meet Su Ziyue and Gu Changqing in secret.

People came and went on the street, Meng Qi walked slowly, and he was quiet in his heart, admiring the beauty and ugliness of Red Dust.

Suddenly, a woman in a red dress in the same courtyard hurried past. Scratching with Meng Qi without realizing it, turned into a fork.

After a few breaths. A priest wearing a wooden scoop fluttered to catch up and saw Meng Qi. Smiling with a bowed head, smiled as a greeting, and then turned to another road.

"It's all the way to Antai Tower." Meng Qi smiled slightly, and went straight forward, deep into the inner city.

He had just crossed the fork in the road, and the woman in the red dress and the Taoist priests who had been away from the place looked back at the same time. Looking at the place, they all breathed a sigh of relief, which seemed to relieve any doubt.

Contrary to the direction of Antai Building, Meng Qi gradually approached Su House. At this time, his face smiled even more, because Su Ziyue stepped out briskly, her appearance had grown, she was less immature, more lively and gentle, green The dress was a little fresh.

Pretending to be a shopping son, Meng Qi walked slowly towards Su Ziyue.

When less than five steps away, Meng Qilingtai suddenly felt as if he could feel "gazing" on Su Ziyue and the people passing by her.

There is surveillance ... Meng Qi's expression remains unchanged. He smiles and looks to the stall on the left, and allows Su Ziyue to pass by behind him. * Xuan Gong, Yuanshi Jinlian, Yuxu Shenshu and so on are all open quietly!

The crowd seemed to be thin from near to far, showing several hazy positions in Meng Qi's heart.

"One, two ..." Meng Qimo counted, there were probably four monitors belonging to each other, some of them were powerful, difficult to distinguish the specific situation, and some were relatively poor, showing nothing.

Four forces, * Road, destroy the gate of heaven, cry the old man and quit killing? Meng Qi sneered, and without going through it, proceeded directly, leaving from the street on the left of Su.

If you ca n’t make it yourself, you ’ll be in trouble now. After waiting for two or three years, with the master ’s level, you can fight against the peak for a while, or you can withstand half-strikes for a short time. Hidden dangers, even if the long-standing evil ways such as Taoism and Destroyer Gate are difficult to eliminate, they must be hit hard!

Of course, Meng Qi added four calamities, and the half-step maneuver was about to be done. He knew himself, his enemies became clearer, and the longer the time delay, the more mad the enemies must be before he grows up. Qi believes that the last one or two years have been okay. I am afraid that many dangerous things will happen in the next two years, such as kidnapping relatives and letting them go to the meeting.

"Wait for the six doors, send a letter to the house, inform the enemy in detail of the brutality, let them keep the formation open, and restrain the young girl from going out, and then ask Uncle Wang to help and take care of them ..." Meng Qi had a plan in mind.

It is difficult for the gods to "fight". With this arrangement, I believe that nothing is wrong.

Theoretically, there is only a thousand days to be a thief, and there is no reason to guard against a thief. This level of alert is really difficult to last, but Meng Qi does not need the Su family to maintain it for a maximum of three years.

This is the self-confidence of the mad knife in the world!

After doing all this, Meng Qi returned to the inn as usual, at this time it was night, he continued to light the book, study, wondering what was unusual about it.

At the same time, he sighed inwardly that there was real trouble in the porch. Master had not entered the stupa for a short time, and there was no sign of Nirvana rebirth. It made him want to take him to realize that God ’s palm was impossible, as for the young master. The breath is deep, still falling asleep, but his face is rosy, and the flesh is bred with terrible power, according to the abbot of empty news. Little Master ’s status is similar to the content, but he has always been intent and consistent, never read it, it may be the harvest of feeling the master palm of Rulai.

The night was getting dark, and the Taoist priest with wooden heads carried a pot of wine and started slowly. Looking up at the reading figure of Meng Qiying on the window paper, he smiled slightly and walked back to his room.

The night was getting deeper and darker, and Meng Qi put away those who could not see the famous hall and blew out the blue lights.

"Deep at night. Be careful of the fire ..." Gengfu passed by, and the woman in the red dress drifted into the courtyard, showing only the level of enlightenment, because the gods were monitoring the large movements.

She looked up cautiously, looking at the left-hand compartment, seeing that the Taoist was drinking and drinking, her eyes suddenly dimmed.

By the way, she glanced at the middle compartment and saw that the lights were out. The room was dark, and the blue shirt seemed to be lying down to sleep.

Taking a soft breath, the woman in red quietly returned to her room.

Meng Qi stood by the window with a negative hand. Hiding in the darkness of the room, watching them with a smile, feeling calm and unable to waver.

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Another day, the Crown Prince's Mansion.

Zhao Heng ended today ’s practice, paying tribute to Yuan Lihuo, a “blood-tooth **** catch” secretly “protecting” himself. Then he returned to his room.

He closed the door of the room and the prohibition opened automatically. Isolated inside and out.

At this time, Zhao Heng exhaled a long breath. Although the entire mansion covers a very large area, only this small room can make you feel at ease, have a feeling of belonging to yourself, and not be snooped by outsiders!

——The prince is also very good *. When the **** happens, people outside the **** will definitely not be allowed to “stand by”, so Zhengshitang acquiesced in Zhao Heng ’s bedroom to prevent snooping.

After just relaxing, Zhao Heng suddenly tightened his heart, as if there were thorns in his back. He turned sharply, and he saw a mysterious man in a wide black robe sitting across the table, wearing a mask of "Yuanshi Tianzun" in the drama. Playing with a verdant ornament in the hand, the center is inlaid with chaotic deep gems.

"Yuanshi Tianzun? Are you a fairyland?" Zhao Heng calmed down quickly.

Meng Qi grinned and said, "Exactly."

Zhao Heng's thoughts turned sharply, speculating on the strength of the opponent, he could even be under the strict supervision of the Government Affairs Hall, and the **** didn't even know that the ghost had entered his room!

"Why is Zunjia where you are?" Zhao Heng said calmly.

"King Wei, you are in a difficult situation, and you are weak, so afraid of the need for external help?" Meng Qi rarely talked to his companions in other identities, feeling a bit new.

Zhao Heng's face changed slightly, and it was normal immediately. He smiled and sat across from Meng Qi: "Zun Jia wants to pull me into the immortal trail?"

"Of course, after joining the fairy tales, you can get the exercises under the title, you can buy cheap elixir and utensils, you can always use six exchanges, and you can exchange items and information with companions all over the world, such as samsara. And what you need to do is to complete an immortal mission every year. Without compromising the interests of your own family or those you care about, even if other members of the immortal mission have to deal with the Zhao family, they will inform you in advance ... Meng Qi simply said the benefits and costs.

Zhao Hengzheng listened, pondered, and did not answer for the time being.

Meng Qi said: "All of this requires you to have a certain degree of freedom. We hope that you will retreat and advance, temporarily abandoning the position of the emperor. If there is an opportunity in the future, we will do our best to help you ascend to the throne."

Zhao Heng was silent for a while, and he spit out a bitter sigh slowly: "I am practicing a new shocking book that incorporates humane methods. The more respected my position is, the faster my cultivation is. Once there is no crown prince, my cultivation will be promoted. Slowly, sooner or later dying in the reincarnation, and as long as he ascended to the position of God and became a humane respect, I would be able to break through the current trance immediately ... "

The premise is that there is auxiliary training such as the true emperor's seal.

Zhao Heng's meaning is clear and clear, he will not give up his current position, no matter how difficult the situation will be.

Meng Qi looked at him like he had known him for the first time. He always knew that Zhao Laowu had ambitions, but he did not expect to be so persistent.

Is there a side behind each companion that he does not know?

He sighed: "Do you know how much help you gave up?"

Zhao Heng said with a smile on his chest: "I don't know if there are any outside members of the fairy tales? I have my own method, I don't need a title, as long as I can exchange items and so on. Although I can't complete the task, I can help in the court."

Meng Qi thought for a while and said blandly: "Yes."

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Back in the courtyard, the wind and rain were light, and Meng Qi sat by the window, thinking about many things. Taoist priests and women in red had not yet returned.

Gradually, the night was quiet and quiet. Suddenly, a figure fell into the courtyard and crashed into Meng Qi's room.

"I am Bi Yuejian's Sun Yuexiu. I need to heal immediately and help me get rid of the blood stains outside. There will be a thick report tomorrow!"