The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

A trace of true qi converged, moving upwards, impacting the clogged holes, the weak and sick Meng Qi forcibly supported the spirit, kept calm, and in accordance with the method of punching points, condensed into thorns, stabbed violently towards the group The external force of one's own point.

Alas, the invisible sound sounded in the heart of Meng Qi. The group had loosened and dissipated a lot of external internal forces.

Meng Qi slammed his anger, slammed his anger, and rushed into the acupoint.

The vitality operation is no longer obscure. Although the recovery of power is less than 10%, and even the Admiralty cover cannot operate by itself, Meng Qi has restored the freedom of movement and has a certain ability to shoot.

With both hands lightly, the rope broke open silently, Meng Qi carefully removed the last obstacle, looking at An Guoxie.

He still sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, his breath closed, his heart changed, and he changed his shirt, but the wound under his neck was still exposed, as if a cricket was slowly recovering.

Meng Qi squinted his eyes, thinking whether he would use Fengshen's legs to escape, or take this opportunity to kill the country, once and for all!

He knew that An Guoxie was seriously injured and returned to a serious state for a long time. He had taken a lot of healing elixir. At this time, the injury should have stabilized and he could show his strength of 50% to 60%. A world of difference.

After measuring his current strength and the status quo of breaking the sword, Meng Qi said that even if he tried his best, Luo Han punched the key, and it is estimated that he would not kill An Guoxie. At most, he was injured and the injury recurred. After all, the injury was After stabilizing, his body belching must have been working naturally.

So, either wait for a while and wait for your strength to recover to 30% or 40%, or go away now.

And Meng Qi dare to return to desperately, but it is not a reckless and irrational gimmick. After thinking clearly, he decides to choose the latter. After all, this place should not be left for long.

If at this time the rainstorm pear flower needles are all right, Meng Qi looked at An Guoxie, who was "too good to make himself a little bit unbearable", thought sadly, and then slowly got up and walked in various steps. Back silently, once the distance was widened, the Fengshen legs ran wildly without fear, and he was no longer afraid to shock An Guoxie.

Suddenly, a flower bloomed in front of his eyes and a numb body, and he suddenly saw An Guoxie appear beside him.

"I thought you would take the opportunity to sneak in on me. The last time you assassinated me, wasn't you so afraid of death, so never going back?" An Guoxie said with a smile.

Meng Qi lost his voice in surprise: "Did you find out?"

"Honestly, I have no scruples on how to torture you, but do you know why I just sealed your acupuncture points and did not use other means?" An Guoxie's smile floated and looked rather shy in the cold moonlight. "Because I I like to see the hope of others become despair in my hands, so I want to give you hope, give you hope to run away, and then destroy it with your own hands when you are full of hope. Your present expression makes me very satisfied, Why don't I wait so long to pretend to be injured. "

Psychological metamorphosis! Meng Qi could not help cursing, Gu Xiaosang was the one who called it last time.

An Guoxie shook his head with a smile on his face: "No, despair is not enough. Little bald donkey, running away without permission is punishable."

As he said, he stretched out his right hand, pressed against Meng Qidan Tian, ​​and spit it out!

With severe pain, Meng Qi's muscles and skins transformed by the Admiralty Cover and Iron Shirt were all swollen to fight against external forces, but under the huge gap of power, they quickly swooped down, and Dan Tian seemed to be scraped by a steel knife again and again. crack.

"Well, it's punishment to abolish your martial arts." An Guoxie's look filled with a pathological joy and contentment, "Little bald donkey, don't despair, keep up, haha!"

"Now you tell me that method, there won't be this kind of torture. I will leave you here and let you live on your own. How about it?"

Dan Tian was in severe pain, and when he was completely out of power, Meng Qi was not as desperate as An Guoxie imagined. After all, life and death came to an end. At this time, he still maintained a rare calmness, knowing that even if he could surrender the ghost shape, An Guoxie It is absolutely impossible to let go of himself, so he turned his head in disdain and refused to answer the request of An Guoxie.

An Guoxie hesitated, no more to say, re-close the Meng Qi acupoint, sit down and adjust the interest rate.

"Dan Tian is destroyed, his alertness to me will be reduced to the extreme, and there is still a chance to escape!" Meng Qi was not too entangled with the abolition of martial arts. After An Guoxie really healed, he fell asleep and worked hard to restore his spirit and Physical strength, "ordinary people without martial arts" can also escape.

In the next few days, An Guoxie mentioned that Meng Qi was walking around the edge of the Han Hai. For his master who is so familiar, the monsters and monsters in the depths of the Gobi are also quite dangerous. Under normal circumstances, he may be able to make a breakthrough At present, he is seriously injured and it is better to bypass.

And Meng Qi maintained a very cooperative attitude, patiently looking for and waiting for opportunities.

On this day, An Guoxie and Meng Qi arrived at an oasis in the Hanhai. It was originally a bustling and lively place. However, with the invasion of wind and sand, the scope of the oasis is getting smaller and smaller, and the environment is getting worse and worse. Some had to leave their homes and look for another oasis.

Therefore, at a glance, the green here is always covered by a layer of ash. The buildings in the space between the trees are mostly old and dilapidated. Only the inn in the center and the nearby houses are still neatly cleaned. On the other side of many lakes, there are abandoned temples and palaces.

Because many caravans pass by here, the business in the inn is pretty good. Almost a dozen tables are full, some of them are dressed as merchants and sandy guests, and some of them are like knights.

At one of the tables, there were four young men who looked like chivalrous women. They were full of ambition, full of ambition, and it seemed that the whole river and lake were waiting for their conquest.

When stepping into the inn, Meng Qi saw them at first glance, not because they were well-dressed, but one of them, with an ice crystal snowflake on the back of his hand, and the sword around his waist was seven times shorter than normal. Inch, narrow and weird.

All this shows only one thing, he is a disciple of the Snow Mountain School who is qualified to travel down the mountain!

Only the Snow Mountain School used this long sword, and only they would inlaid ice crystal snowflakes on the backs of the disciples who traveled down the mountain as a martial arts symbol.

As one of the six factions holding swords, as a master of martial arts competing with the King Kong Temple and other Western Regions, the disciples of Xueshan sent down the mountain to do at least two tricks.

This was an opportunity, Munch said to himself silently.

An Guoxie's special appearance attracted a lot of attention when he entered the inn. The Xueshan school disciple was no exception, but he frowned immediately, and seemed to recognize the identity of An Guoxie. Then, he communicated with his companions casually. .

Unlike Shaolin, the Snow Mountain faction is in the Western Regions. The Anguo evil energy will not provoke them, naturally it will not provoke them, dragging Meng Qi to the corner, ordering rest.

Meng Qi took a closer look at the table where Xueshan sent his disciples, and found that besides him, there were two men and one woman, the women were petite and exquisite, and the features were beautiful, but they were not so beautiful, but they were very close to each other. Black strong clothes, tall, ordinary features, talking with a smile to the Snow Mountain disciples with a smile on his face, the other man, dressed and dressed like a weak scholar, but his raised temple shows that his strength is not low, Meng Qi Suspected that they were all awakened.

And that Xueshan school disciple, dressed in white, looks ordinary, his nose is very high, and his temperament is a bit cold.

"The Snow Mountain faction is not infamous. I don't know if I will reach out to help ..." Meng Qi thought to himself, but he did not recklessly ask for help. After all, not every big disciple like Jiang Yanwei and himself, can realize the true meaning, fight The way of life is tyrannical, even if the Snow Mountain disciple has already opened up four tricks, if other people only open up the tricks, the cooperation may not be the injured An Guoxie opponent-the legacy of the crying old man is also extraordinary, not much worse than that of the ordinary school. An Guoxie is also a master of nine tricks, with a much higher level.

He ate the food silently, while An Guoxie didn't notice, he bit his index finger secretly, and quietly wrote the word "help" on the leg of the table on his side.

When dinner was over and An Guoxie walked upstairs to the inn, Meng Qi seized the opportunity and looked sideways at the young knights. His mouth was open, compared to the shape of a "help" mouth, and he sat by himself. Party table waving.

Three times in a row, he turned his head and followed An Guoxie up.

He didn't ask the other party to understand his mouth shape, but just caught their attention, so he found the word "help" written on the foot of the table, and then invited a sufficient helper to rescue him when he recognized the identity of An Guoxie.

After taking a few steps, An Guoxie suddenly paused and smiled at Meng Qi: "Well, I still live in a broken temple."

Having said that, he pulled Meng Qi out of the inn, through the woods, around the lake, and into a run-down temple.

Seeing An Guoxie leave, Xueshan sent his disciples and others frowned, and went to the square table where Meng Qi had sat to check it.

"He asked us for advice." Scholar Wen Wei whispered, and wiped away the blood, "Brother Fu, do you want to help?"

Brother Xuefu, known as Brother Fu, frowned: "That's a 'white-headed vulture'. We have no idea what to do, and the monk's identity is unclear. Can't it be the evil demon who killed each other?"

He is less than willing to take risks.

I heard it was a bald-headed vulture. Both the girl and the man in black clothes shook their heads and said to the weak scholar: "Gu Gongzi, don't be stubborn. Although martial arts is our goal, we can't do things we know we must die. We have reached the next oasis. , Shall we contact a few seniors to come to the rescue? "

"My province, I won't be reckless, but I have to find out the identity of the monk before I can invite the seniors to take a shot." Gu Gongzi groaned, "I'll go to explore tonight to get something.

"Well, you have to be careful." Xueshan sent his disciples sternly.

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In the ruined temple, just as Meng Qi sat down, An Guoxie came over and laughed, "Do you think they will come to save you?"

Discovered by him again? Meng Qi was slightly surprised, but immediately converged, and said nothing.

"That's the expression." An Guoxie said cheerfully, then squatted down, took Meng Qi's right hand, and looked carefully, "Is this just the handwritten blood word?"

"What are you going to do?" Meng Qi found the expression of madness in his expression.

"What do I want to do? As long as you hand in the exercises, I will do nothing, and I will let you go. Otherwise, I will pinch your right hand inch by inch." An Guoxie's expression, you'd better not agree .

Meng Qi gritted his teeth and sneered, "Please help yourself."

An Guoxie laughed, with both hands, crushing the bones of Meng Qi's right hand inch by inch.

This pain straightened into his heart, and Meng Qi almost fainted, and then tortured, as if tortured by the Top Ten.

"The next time is the left hand, then the left leg, the right leg, the descendants ..." An Guoxie retracted his hand with satisfaction, carefully sealed Meng Qi acupoint again, and then meditated and rested by himself.

Meng Qi was lying in front of the incense table, and his right hand was unconscious. Only a few pains made him half-conscious.

There is still a chance, he tried to tell himself.

Dizzy, Meng Qi's eyes were dark, and then she heard a surprised female voice:

"Little monk, how did you make this ghost look?"

"Apply for treatment, and merit merit is deducted from me. I exchange my elixir for merit."

A smile came out of Meng Qi's mouth, and the opportunity came!

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