The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

The city's main government occupies a very large area, almost half of the city south, and contains a school ground for the Cui family and their close family children to practice martial arts.

The school ground is paved with bluestone, facing the sky, and to the east is a tall stone platform, which is where the elders watch military affairs and comment on weekdays.

Today, the scorching sun is clear and the sky is cloudless. The ten-foot-long stone platform is filled with a master's chair. Many martial arts masters and seniors are already seated, with their disciples or juniors standing behind them.

This is to give them a glimpse of the Grand Master's battle, realize the essence of martial arts, and take less detours.

When Meng Qi arrived with Ning Daogu and others, it was just right, only half an hour away from the contest. Cui Xu was dressed in a robe with a wooden bun and his head closed. Incompatible with the hustle and bustle of the surroundings, self-contained and quiet.

Standing in front of the steps were two children of the Cui family. After receiving the invitation in the hands of Meng Qi, he looked at it and said loudly, "Mage Zhending is here!"

Suddenly, all eyes on the stage projected over, many martial arts famous whispers in surprise:

"Is he real?"

"You are too young? How could you defeat the Mu family?"

"I heard that even Shen Shen, who is not alive, almost killed him?"

"It's hard to imagine, hard to imagine! Is it really a hero?"

"Well, the big waves are pushing forward."

Hearing these words, Meng Qi's heart was dark, but the surface did not move. He whispered the Buddha's name, walked slowly up the steps, and found the seat of zi under the guidance of the maid, a faint moyang.

Ning Daogu, Yue Shishi and other Jiangnan Siying followed behind Meng Qi. The skin was tense, the pace was floating, and the heart was about to jump out of excitement.

With so many factions in charge, so many predecessors who can't even see them tomorrow, but now they are here, which makes them not excited, not nervous, not excited?

Even if there is no battle of the Grand Master, this experience alone makes them feel that this is a worthwhile trip. This is also a "qualification" on the rivers and lakes, at least a familiar face in front of seniors!

That was the head of Long Youzong ... that was the general manager of the Eighteenth Waterway of the South ... the well-known figures chuxian were in the sight of Leshi poetry and others. They resisted the excitement, lowered their eyes and lowered their eyes. Squintly followed Meng Qi.

After watching Meng Qi for a while, the martial arts masters took their eyes off and discussed the matter. Someone came from time to time, was greeted by the maid, and some people left from time to time to watch the whereabouts of the sword **** in white. After all, they are all valuable people. Cui Xu closed his eyes. Cui Jinxiu and Fei Zhengqing couldn't hold back the scene.

In this situation, Meng Qi suddenly got up and smiled at the maid: "The poor monk wants convenience, but I don't know where to go?"

The niece was quite surprised. She always felt that seniors would not be similar to "needs" on this occasion, and Ning Daogu, Nie Yao and others had almost similar expressions.

Surprised and surprised, the niece still led Meng Qi into the yard and pointed to the latrine: "Mage, that's where you are, do you remember the way back?"

"Remember, you don't have to wait for me." Meng Qi answered unhurriedly.

The maid hurried back to serve other VIPs, without much to say, and hurried away.

Meng Qi took a deep breath, spread his body style, avoiding the servants in the courtyards, and dived in the direction of the dungeon that You Tongguang said.

Perhaps because of the broad daylight, everyone was not alert, and Meng Qi successfully passed the most Renao courtyard and reached the dungeon in the southwest.

A tree was purposely planted here to separate the dungeon from the inner courtyard, so it looked rather gloomy.

The outer wall of the dungeon is made of megaliths, heavy iron doors cut off the inside and the outside, and two sturdy men with knives are guarded at the door.

Meng Qi picked up a stone, flicked it, and hit the other side of the wall.

The noise made the caretaker turn his head at the same time, looking at the place where the sound was made.

Just then, Meng Qi spread his wings like Dapeng, swiftly rushed in front of them, punched left and right, and hit them on their heads.

Papa, Meng Qi also said that the fist with a large bowl was equally powerful, knocking them over to the ground and passing out.

After leaning over their acupoints and dragging them into the woods, Meng Qi swaggered to the iron gate, clasped the knocker, and struck dutifully.

The sound was very rhythmic, three long and two short, so repeated three times.

After a while, the iron gate made a heavy creak and slowly backed away.

After the door was opened slightly, the people inside found it wrong through the gap. What about the person guarding the door? Who is the white monk who is quite a bit dusty?

They responded very quickly and they were about to close the iron gates again.

Meng Qi shot with both palms, pressed against the iron gate, and pushed forward with all his strength.

"Drive me!"

Meng Qi whispered, dark gold on his skin and swollen arm muscles.

The two men stumbled behind the door and couldn't stop the iron door from opening at all.

Too violent! Too brutal!

I thought he was a well-known monk and a handsome monk, but now it looks like a barbarian!

Behind the door, the two looked at Meng Qi's embarrassed face because of his full strength, creating a feeling that he had just been deceived by his appearance.

Meng Qi leapt into the dungeon, sealed the acupuncture points before the two called for help, searched out the keys, stunned them, and threw them aside.

"It's really detrimental to the image." Meng Qi flicked the white monk's robe, clenched his ring sword, speeded up, and ran on the downward stairs.

Along the way, Meng Qi's goal was clear, that is, the lowest level of the dungeon, and the people who encountered it either stunned the back of the knife or closed the acupuncture point, and there was no one enemy.

Maybe it was not expected that someone could break into the dungeon. The scattered jailers and caretaker masters could not form an effective assembly, resulting in a synergy advantage, and the strangeness of Meng Qi's body, so he quickly broke through without causing a wave of waves. Outside, I don't even know what's going on here.

On the next three floors, Meng Qi saw the narrow iron gate described by You Tongguang, and then found the key on the side of the caretaker master and inserted it.

When encountering this iron gate, Meng Qi felt a chill in his right hand, as if it was not a dungeon, but an ice cellar.

Of course, this had no effect on Meng Qi, who had suffered the freezing invasion of the cold turtle. With a slight push, the iron door slowly opened.

Behind the iron gate, the frost condenses, and a cold air rolls up from the bottom along the narrow corridor.

Meng Qi's face was calm, rushed straight into the martyrdom, and went towards the bottom.

This martyr dagai is ten feet long, and Meng Qi saw the bottom scene in a few breaths.

There is indeed an ice cellar, with ice cubes on one side, under the torches on both sides of the martyr, shining with a magnificent and dreamy color, and among the ice cubes, there is a sapphire coffin glowing with faint light.

Meng Qi frowned slightly, slowing down, because a man stood at the exit of the narrow lane, his gray hair was pale, his face was rosy, and he always had a kind smile, and it was just Tongguang!

Behind him, a young man was lying, his eyes closed, his face blushing, and his head faintly exuding white gas.

"You're here." You Tongguang greeted with a smile.

Before he and Meng Qi, a transparent and imperceptible wall of ice separated the inside and the outside.

Meng Qi was not frightened, and answered blandly, "I'm here."

"It looks like you already know what you look like." You Tongguang was carrying his hands and still smiling.

Meng Qi stroked the ring knife and slowly said, "I know what I should know."

"I know there may be a trap, why come?" You Tongguang stretched out his hands.

Meng Qi smiled for the first time: "had to come."

"Do you regret it now?" You Tongguang didn't ask Meng Qi why he had to come.

Meng Qi sighed, "Some tests are for your courage and judgment."

"You are courageous, but you don't seem to be sure." You Tongguang sneered.

Meng Qi shook his head: "I have been thinking, why other gods can be sure that the monkey is fake, and why they believe that I have the ability to threaten the sword **** in white."

"So you figured it out?" You Tongguang smiled lightly.

"Of course, Mr. Zishu." Meng Qi stared at You Tongguang's eyes.

You Tongguang took a breath: "In fact, I haven't understood why Brother Wu is so sure you can threaten Luo Qing, but since he said so, we have to believe, can you tell me why?"

"I haven't told you that I have a life-saving thing, Lord Cui Cheng, um, and also Mr. Chen Long. Did you retreat when you knew something?" Meng Qi saw that he didn't know the rainstorm pear flower needle, how could he tell him stupidly.

It is precisely because Xiangshen used Zi to deal with Luo Qing. For the first time, Meng Qi linked the twelve Xiangshen with Grandmaster Cui Xu. Zi can threaten the two abilities of Grandmaster. After the show, the torrential rain flower needle appeared only once, only Heiying has seen it, and after analysis, Meng Qi thought that in all likelihood, it was Cui Xu.

Thinking about it this way, things became simple and clear. From the beginning, they knew that Shen Monkey was fake, because no one would be foolish to deal with "family". The temptation the next day was purely a play, and one was to let zi Most of the people who were tempted at that time were Xiangshen, and the second was to weigh zi's martial arts.

However, Cui Xu's judgment was a bit wrong. By breaking the clean knife intention, he initially eliminated sensory interference and did not use the rainstorm pear flower needle. Therefore, Luo Qing basically lost no combat power, but lost his first move and caught off guard—at that time, they I had to do it, because Luo Qingjian's move was slowed down, and zi could block away. After that, Luo Qing didn't even give them the chance to catch off guard.

Waiting for You Tongguang to answer, Meng Qi continued to say: "I never thought that Chen Long was the master of Cui Cheng, no wonder he was a master."

"Well, since the death of Xiaomin, the fifth brother has changed. He is holding on to the boundaries of humans and gods, and is still alive. Then he came up with this" twelve phase gods "organization and searched for Wugong cheats." You Tongguang sighed, "What can we brothers say? No matter what, we will support him and we will get a lot of haochu."

At this moment, Meng Qi saw the cold rolling behind You Tongguang and condensed a few lines of text:

"Mixed in the twelve-phase gods failed."

"The investigation has cleared the secrets of the Twelve Phases of God."

"The side mission is judged to be completed and rewarded for one hundred and fifty good works."

"The second line of the task is triggered, killing the rat, rewarding sixty good deeds, killing Chen Long, rewarding one hundred and twenty good deeds."

The smile on Meng Qi's face was sincere: "You don't set up such a big trap to deal with my little monk, right?"

You Tongguang nodded, looking behind Meng Qi: "Mr. Xianyin, come out." 2k novel reading network