The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

"Drift sand set", the west into the last market town of "Dead Sea", you can see the vast gravel, desolate and desolate, a few clumps of tenacious and distorted green can not only bring the pulse of life, but set off Gobi's reckless silence.

"Western Region" is a collective term for the vast area of ​​Dajin and the western part of the Northern Zhou Dynasty. Actually, it is not a holistic concept. Since the "Yumen Pass", hundreds of countries have been established, and deserts and deserts are everywhere. Among them, the desert is a vast desert. There are several places in the Great Gobi, such as the "Dead Sea", "Desert Desert", and "Western Antarctic Desert", and their hinterland is full of oasis and dark rivers, forming a wonderful exotic atmosphere.

Former generations of experts who have traveled in the Western Regions once said that the "Western Regions" can be said to be deserts and Gobi, which are surrounded by oasis and country. It can also be said that countless countries are intertwined with deserts and Gobi. The only exception is the Daxue Mountain in the north. It stretches from the "Endless Deep Sea" to the "Yumen Pass" and stretches for thousands of miles throughout the western region.

In the depths of the Daxue Mountain, there are rumors of the tombs of nine immortals in ancient mythology, suppressing the "endless deep sea". The "Snow Mountain School" of the six sword-holding sects is said to have grown from the guardians passed down from generation to generation.

The gust of wind mixed with gravel, such as ice piercing bones, was blown towards the "sands set", so that this market town was shrouded in sand and dust.

"Is this the 'dust storm' ..." Meng Qi, who had never experienced it, tightened his thick monk's robes. He was not afraid of cold, but felt that after being covered with dust and gravel, there was no chic and elegant temperament, like It's an old shepherd.

Since leaving Shaolin at the height of Qiu Xuan, Xuan Bei has been hurried to hurry, leaving plenty of time for monks who went to other sects to explain the matter. Therefore, in March of Yangchun, the three masters and apprentices arrived in the "quicksand Set, "and March in the Western Regions was still cold like severe winter.

Zhenhui opened her big eyes and looked curiously at the sand and dust around her, at the bleak and dimly stained trees around her, and at the camel dangling with bells, she whispered from time to time.

There are few people on the set. People living here have already returned to their homes to avoid the gusts of wind. Only the merchants, rangers, travellers, etc. are still walking on the sand to the only inn on the set.

"Brother, you look different from us!" Zhenhui finally couldn't help asking.

Many pedestrians have high noses and deep eyes, and their pupils are different in color. They are rarer than those in the Central Plains. What's more, they have twin horns at the beginning, eyes open, and look like monsters.

Meng Qi looked overwhelmed, but didn't know how to answer Zhenhui.

"Amitabha, one person who has water and soil to support one person, has its own differences, and some people in the Western Regions are known as descendants of gods and demons, which inevitably has a special shape." Xuan Bei said in a soft voice.

The former refers to the normal Westerners, and the latter is aimed at the "different people" who have twin horns and open eyes.

"Descendants of the gods and demons, do they have any special abilities?" Meng Qi asked with great interest. Could the "Six Lords of the Reincarnation" also have hidden ancestry options such as "Descendants of the Gods" in the conversion chart?

The wind and sand were all around, but Xuan Bei was spotless beside him, smiling, "Of course there is."

During the talk, the three students and the master had arrived at the inn. This is a three-story house with an antiquated appearance and covered with wind and sand blows, and wrote "The First House in Hanhai".

Stepping into the inn, Meng Qi saw the counter first. It was next to the door, and it was cluttered with paper, writing brushes and books.

The shopkeeper is a woman in a black dress. She is twenty-seven years old. She is dressed as a woman. She has eyebrows and eyes, and looks beautiful. Like a flower that is blooming, it is full of femininity and attracts guests or eyesight or ghosts. Look around.

With her chin on her right hand, she looked at the account book lazily, her face paler and blacker against the black skirt, as if the whole inn owed her a hundred or two silver.

"Amitabha, the treasurer, stays and eats." As a relatively reliable disciple, Meng Qi went up and said, in fact, he really wanted to call the boss lady directly, but Master looked behind.

The woman in the black dress didn't raise her head, she just ignored it: "One night for five or two dollars, the meal is not included."

I x, you rob! Meng Qi would like to educate her on what a "customer is God", unfortunately, Master is watching from behind.

Thinking that there is only this inn here, not even a broken temple, it belongs to a "monopoly industry". Meng Qi looked back at Master and saw him gently bow his head, so he took out two silver from the parcel and put it on the counter: "15 Two silvers, three rooms. "

"There are only two." The woman in black dress still ignored.

Meng Qi felt that there was no problem. One master, I passed by myself and Zhenhui. Anyway, there were many meals and sleeps along the way. Now there are two rooms that are good: "Okay, this is twelve silver, two Room. "

He reached for five or two silver.

The woman in the black dress squinted at Meng Qi: "According to the head."

Meng Qi twitched at the corner of her mouth and wanted to teach her how to be a human being, but Master looked behind her.

After obtaining Master ’s consent, Meng Qi nodded and said, "Fifteen two silver, two rooms."

The woman in the black dress slowly moved the silver around, her eyelids were not raised, "The second floor is on the west side. There are two unlocked rooms. Go alone."

Don't think you are a big beauty, I dare not hit you! Unfortunately, Master looked behind ... Meng Qi thought so resentfully so many times, this was a subconscious thought developed along the way.

In the lobby of the inn, there are more than 20 tables, all filled with people. There are boxers and drinkers, there are talkers, there are whispers, there is a lot of excitement.

Some of these guests are tight-fitting shorts. At first glance, they are practicing family. Some faces are dusty, but the details are rich and noble. Some are Confucian robes. Although they are noisy and noisy, there are some reading temperaments. The others covered their heads, covered their robes, and dressed as "sandsavers"-the people of the Jin Dynasty called those who walked through the Gobi Desert in the Western Regions for life all year round, and there were many horse bandits.

When Xuan Bei took the two apprentices through the lobby, many guests glanced in secret, and after seeing nothing special, he retired and continued his efforts to make noise:

"Five, five, five!"

"Haha, three six! Drink three bowls!"

"Mother, why did you lose again!"

In such a noisy environment, a rather young-looking man took a sip of wine, frowned, took a picture of the bowl, and stood up and shouted, "Treasurer, is your wine not strong enough, is it mixed with water?"

Suddenly, all the sounds in the lobby came to an abrupt halt. Those who drank wine, threw dice, talked, drank, and ate vegetables all kept their original movements as if time had frozen.

It may be the shopkeeper, or the lady in a black dress, the boss woman raised her head, her eyebrows raised, and Xingyan's eyes stared round:

"Drink and drink, don't drink!"

Alas, Meng Qi almost spit, this boss really has a personality!

The young man who complained about the intoxication of spirits had no expectation of such an answer, and stood stupidly for a while.

"Haha." The stiff crowd laughed, as if it had long been expected that the young man would be treated like this.

"Haha, I laughed so hard, some people dared to roar Jiuniang."

"Don't talk to You, Your tears burst into laughter, where's the bluehead?"

"Where is Jiu Niang mixed with water? Obviously it's in water ... Well, don't cover my mouth."

"Without covering your mouth, do you want to be blasted out, or drink a pot of Jiu Niang's foot wash?"

The young man is estimated to be walking for the first time. In the face of this situation, except for a flushed face, anger is not, nor is it forbearance ...

Fortunately, Lao Jianghu, who often walks here, is his companion. He got up and said a few words in his ear, and advised him to sit down again.

The young man buried his head and gritted his teeth, but he did not dare to attack, and saw Meng Qi quite surprised.

After walking up the stairs, Xuan Bei walking in front of her mouth suddenly spoke, with a little smile in her tone: "Qu Jiuniang, unknown in her life, ten years ago, she opened the 'Hanhai's First Home' Inn, and was alone at first. And her good looks have caused a lot of trouble, but all those who dare to take her ideas seriously, there are people outside the corpse collection, and there are naked people hanging on the inn's wine bark, all of them are spared, and after that, they know that the trouble is reduced Because Qu Jiuniang is not a provocative role, I suspect she is a master of location. "

"Exterior view? How old is she?" Meng Qi was startled, meanwhile secretly, Master, when you talked about Chen Chen's collection, you didn't show compassion, and you weren't stubborn!

Xuan Bei stepped on the last staircase: "Maybe thirty-five or six. I haven't seen it with Tianyantong for my teacher. It's not clear."

Well, the maintenance is very good, but this master of the outside world may be like this for another ten years ... Meng Qi nodded gently.

Outside the guest room, Xuan Bei turned to Meng Qi and Zhenhui and said, "You have to do evening classes for the teacher. Don't relax."

"Yes, Master." After the two respectfully answered, they pushed into the room and entered the room.

There was only one bed, one table and two chairs in the room. The old ones were not dirty, and Meng Qi and Zhenhui didn't say much. They sat on the chair and sat on the bed and began to meditate hard.

Meng Qi did not practice other kung fu, but instead kept his ancestors' consciousness, and went uphill, slowly stimulating the entrance.

For almost half a year, Meng Qi has condensed the remaining three acupuncture points in his eyes, and only after a few days of conditioning his body and mind, find a chance to take the "Tian Cong Wan" breakthrough.

His "Catch the Wind and Capture the Shadow" has already begun, and has also completed the previous paragraphs, even if there is no breakthrough in the realm, martial arts such as the bell jar and Luo Hanquan have increased their power by 30%. It is even more gratifying that after training, Meng Qi was condensing the acupoints. It feels a lot easier, even the dim, looming eyesight seems to be able to grasp a little.

Therefore, Meng Qicai did not rush to take the "Tian Cong Wan" breakthrough after the coagulation of Qiao acupoints, but continued to practice with patience. Until recently, Eye Qiao became more and more able to grasp, and then began to prepare for the breakthrough.

This time, Meng Qi consciously grasped.

For the "Illusion", Meng Qi did not respond at all when he first started practicing. Once again, the whole person will be very tired and drowsy, but as time goes on, he persists daily and slowly improves himself. Meng Qi Gradually there was a bulging eyebrow, as if something was brewing.

This is a good thing, but it's not a good thing either, because it is an illusion produced by the stimulus of the eyebrows. If you are addicted to it, it is likely to get into the magic. Already.

As a result, Meng Qi calmed down and turned a blind eye to this hallucination, still practicing step by step.

The closed eyes were dark and dark, like chaos, and Meng Qi seemed to be awake. Suddenly, there was a trace of infuriation. Chaos broke apart, and a thing slowly rose up, billowing, golden, and then bright.

As soon as the light flashed, Meng Qi's eyebrows rose, and the surrounding scenes loomed in his mind: a table, a bed and two chairs, the young master crossed his knees on the bed, and the teapot and cup were placed on the table ...

This feeling flickered, Meng Qi's eyebrows were sore, he had to stop practicing and opened his eyes. This time, although he saw the original scene, he had a completely different feeling. Seeing that the mountain is not a mountain, Seeing water is not water.

"Haha,‘ Illusion * ’Xiaocheng.” Meng Qi is quite proud. This belongs to the level of a cold ambassador. He can sense the surrounding objects through the eyebrow ancestors ’primitive gods and slightly interfere with other people ’s senses.

The cold makes martial arts low, and it takes seven or eight years for Meng Qi to transform into a small one. Meng Qi is half a year old and naturally proud. Once Xiao Cheng has a later chapter of cultivation, Meng Qi is confident that he will shape in the next year. * Successful, if you exchange for the corresponding elixir aid, it will be faster, saying that you can't succeed in three or four months.

"Cultivation in the main world is indeed much faster than their world in the old section ..." Meng Qi got up in confusion, then looked around, preparing to start the 103rd escape attempt.

Now that he is miracle, Xiaocheng, when he can let Master ’s mental lock-up appear to be flawed?

He lifted his illusion *, his eyebrows swelled, his spirits were scattered, and he wrapped himself around, then walked carefully to the door.

"Brother, why don't you call me if you're going out?" Zhenhui's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Meng Qi's smile suddenly stiffened on his face.

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