A group of men in black got up and quickly backed away, leaving the huge front yard empty.
They were silent during their actions, and they kept their heads down and didn't look around. They were well-trained, and it wasn't the ethos of Jianghu people at all. Anyone who sees it should care. If you create such a subordinate, is it to switch to the killer business or to rebel
Meng Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, and the two people wearing Zhong Kui's masks subconsciously stood behind Qingwu Patriarch.
Meng Qi looked at the two who were like enemies, and threw out a sentence: "Are these two disciples of Zhao Guanzhu? Yes, they are outstanding talents, they can be called the heroes of the world."
The two people wearing masks with only their eyes and hair exposed: "..."
"And the people just now are all Zhao Guanzhu's subordinates? They are very bold. By the way, don't they want their masks?"
With a gloomy expression, Zhao Zangfeng, the ancestor of Qingwu, who was ready to answer the question: "..."
As soon as the wind blew, the black mask on the ground in the front yard of Crescent Moon Temple floated up, and some even hung on the branches.
This atmosphere is really wrong, what's the matter with the black handkerchief flying all over the ground
Old Ancestor Qingwu’s face turned even darker, and the masked female disciple secretly scolded those people as trash. Is it difficult to pick up a mask when exiting the front yard
"Cuckoo."
There are pigeons chirping in the main hall.
This poor pigeon, frightened, lost its way and flew a long time, and was already hungry and tired. The letter was finally delivered at this moment, and I returned to my familiar "home", wanting to wait to drink and eat. But the person who was supposed to feed it didn't come.
Meng Qi suddenly came to the door, and the pigeon was thrown into the main hall of the Sanqing Temple in the Taoist temple.
It flew up the beam in confusion, twisted its head, and instinctively wanted to fly out of the main hall to the pigeon cage behind the Taoist temple.
The eagle, which was parked on the tree outside the view, rushed over - facing the ancestor of Qingwu.
The latter thought that the eagle was a pet kept by Meng Qiling, so he was naturally ruthless, the dust swept away, and the strong wind left several slender ravines on the tree trunk.
Meng Qi rolled up his right sleeve and pushed the force back directly.
The sleeves of the robe swelled up due to the filling of internal energy, and just happened to cover the eagle that almost lost his life.
"Zhao Guanzhu is really quick to talk, and I don't want to say a few more words when I'm almost there, so I just started." Meng Qi casually said a Jianghu tone he heard, regardless of whether the situation should be used or not, it will be used first.
Qingwu Patriarch was nothing, his two disciples had deep doubts and strangeness in their eyes.
—Is this the rumored martial arts master of the former dynasty
I have a good skin, but it is so indescribable.
Meng Qi slowly took out the eagle from his sleeve, also holding the wings, but his posture was much more proficient than that of the pigeon, and the feathers of the eagle exploded.
As soon as Meng Qi let go, the eagle flew away without looking back.
"Are you going to roll yourself like this eagle, or am I kicking you out?"
Meng Qi's expression was arrogant and his tone was arrogant. In fact, he was already running his inner breath and was ready to strike at any time.
This move will be 12% of the force.
Just now, he briefly fought with Qingwu ancestor twice. Meng Qi found that the other party had deep internal strength, almost no less than himself. It can be seen that the rumor that Qingwu ancestor Zhao Zangfeng is the number one master in the world is not groundless, nor is it just a bragging.
After Meng Qi regained his memory, he found that he had practiced internal skills for nearly sixty years.
In the past 60 years, the first 15 years have basically done nothing.
Meng Qi was wandering around when he was "young", and a book of martial arts secrets that he accidentally acquired was not only superficial, but also incomplete. If you change someone else, you will definitely not be able to practice anything, and you may have to go crazy.
Following Li Yuanze to fight the world for more than ten years, the Chu Dynasty was pacified, and Meng Qi had the opportunity to contact various ancient books left by the Chen Dynasty, among which was the long-lost internal martial arts. Ashes in the library. Meng Qi, through his understanding of those alchemists, gradually discovered many ways of Neijia Gongfa, and then corresponding to what he had learned, he suddenly became enlightened, and then indulged in the classics of the library, and finally he learned such a martial art.
Meng Qi had no teacher.
Even the simplest truths are comprehended by myself, and I don’t know how many detours I have taken during this period.
And Mo Li has a good teacher, who has a high level of martial arts "at a young age". Meng Qi took 60 years of stumbling and stumbled out of the road, and Mo Li is about to catch up in 20 years. The only difference is the accumulation of internal strength. .
Doctors are truly blessed, and ordinary people cannot compare or compare with them.
Although Meng Qi didn't have such good luck, he was still a mountain spirit after all, and here he was going up to Yunshan Mountain. Those Jianghu people who have practiced hard for 60 years, if they can achieve half of Meng Qi's achievements, they can be regarded as masters in Jianghu.
The Qingwu ancestor in front of him, at first glance, is no more than sixty years old, but his internal strength...
According to the algorithm on the rivers and lakes, I am afraid that there are hundreds of years of internal strength cultivation
Could it be that this person, like Ning Changyuan, was born with an insufferable pulse, and after getting through it, he cultivated internal skills with half the effort
In any case, Meng Qi realized that he had underestimated this Qingwu ancestor, and originally planned not to play a conspiracy, but went straight to the door and beat people up.
He fights with Zhao Zangfeng, who will lose and who will win.
But one thing is clear, that is, Meng Qi wants to kill him, which is impossible under normal circumstances, and vice versa.
The ancestor of Qingwu was also accumulating energy, and the corners of his robes were automatic without wind. The two masked disciples had already sensed that something was wrong and began to back away in fear.
Ancestor Qingwu was no less surprised than Meng Qi.
The three steps he was knocked back before was because he underestimated the bitter fruit Meng Qi had eaten.
"I've heard the name of the national teacher for a long time, but when I saw it today, I was really surprised." Qingwu ancestor smiled, his eyes were full of coldness, he asked word by word, "It seems that the national teacher is against the emperor's mausoleum. Interested in treasure?"
"Emperor Chen Li's mausoleum is full of things that can't be moved easily. There are no magic weapons and no martial arts secrets. The pearls inlaid on the walls have long since faded after hundreds of years. It is exquisitely made, but it bears the stamp of the Chen Dynasty royal family.
Meng Qi was right. The female disciple began to suspect that the treasures of Emperor Li's Mausoleum had been discovered by the Chu Dynasty long ago, and had even been dug up and refilled. She anxiously looked at the Qingwu ancestors, but did not dare to say anything.
Meng Qi had a panoramic view of Qingwu's ancestor's change in expression, and seeing that he was not flustered, the guess in his heart became more and more invented.
- Qingwu Patriarch did not come for the treasure of the Emperor's Mausoleum. He didn't care at all how much he could get from Emperor Li's Mausoleum. Even if the mausoleum is evacuated, it will be fine, as long as the Jianghu people know that Emperor Li's mausoleum was born and gather in Taijing.
What I saw and heard along the way came to my eyes.
No matter where the people of Jianghu go, they make a riot, and everyone knows it. This time is different from the past. It is no longer some weapons and secrets that the common people do not understand, but the mysterious Mausoleum of Emperor Li!
In addition to the Jianghu people, Lu Zhang, the emperor of the Qi Dynasty, is also interested.
The court was short of money, and the three kings of the Chu Dynasty in the south were also short of money.
As things intensify, Taijing will become a mixed bag, and various forces will emerge one after another.
In this case, Taijing will naturally strengthen its vigilance, and the patrol city guard can't wait to drive all Jianghu people out of the city. While Lu Zhang left enough manpower in the palace, he would quietly send someone to go up Yunshan to grasp the situation and wait for the opportunity to act.
Is Qingwu Patriarch going to use the treasures of Emperor Li's Mausoleum to capture all these people
The drunkard's intention is not to drink wine, I'm afraid there is another mystery.
Meng Qi's thoughts turned and he came to a conclusion in an instant.
He slowly put his hands behind him, and his tone was unclear: "It seems that Taijing is about to usher in another bloody storm."
Then he saw horror in the eyes of the older disciple wearing the mask.
Meng Qi flexed his fingers and said casually, "Lu Zhang values authority, and the Qi Dynasty has not yet had a powerful official. If you have no military power, you may not be able to sit firmly. So this time, a certain prince was used by the watcher? When the palace becomes the throne, the spectator wants to support the puppet? It is difficult to enter the palace, and it is not easy to enter the palace. There are too many imperial troops of 100,000. Under the arrows, the top masters will not be able to get any benefits. You rush in as a Chopping melons and vegetables is very troublesome to kill. It seems that there is an internal response in the palace? To kill Jin Yiwei is not to prevent leaks, but to attack Gong Jun, the deputy commander of Jin Yiwei, who is the most powerful under Lu Zhang. Whoever, caught it to avoid subsequent variables?"
The expression of the Qingwu ancestor changed, and he regained his composure. He laughed hoarsely: "The national teacher is thinking too much."
"Ming people don't speak secretly." Meng Qi fluttered his sleeves and sneered softly, "You Jianghu people said that, if your strategy is exposed, why are you struggling to the death? Why don't your subordinates see the true chapter... It's the same as the king and the loser."
As soon as Meng Qi said the first word of success and defeat, he made a bold move.
Unfortunately, the ancestor of Qingwu also attacked at the same moment.
The strong wind became invisible, and the ground shook.
The two palms met, and there were still three feet in the middle, but they couldn't touch them.
"The national teacher is the national teacher of the previous dynasty, why do you want to take care of the affairs of the Qi Dynasty?" Qingwu ancestor asked sarcastically.
"In the past, when I was in the court, you waited for alchemists to come to the eyes, but now I am wandering in the rivers and lakes, and you are going to cause trouble again." Meng Qi pushed forward with a single palm, adding a little more force, and said with contempt, "You are not pleasing to the eye. , what does it have to do with the court?"
Qingwu Patriarch did not retreat, but said sullenly: "It is a pity for the old Taoist, I thought that the national teacher was also a member of our generation."
"Joke, how can you be a fellow man? Usurping power and seizing the throne?" Meng Qi laughed instead of anger, and said disdainly, "How dare you talk to me about the behavior of a villain?"
At this time, with Meng Qi and Qingwu ancestor as the center, a strange airflow vortex gradually appeared in the Taoist temple. The gravel, sand, and the masked black towel that had been all over the ground were sucked up by the whirlpool, followed by the tiles on the roof of the Taoist temple.
"Not good!" Seeing that the situation was not good, the two masked men were in a hurry to get out of the vortex's pulling range.
But it's okay if they don't move, the pressure will be even greater when they move. The female disciple vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
Her senior brother rolled over several feet away.
"boom!"
The front yard becomes a deep circular pit.
The two figures rushed into the forest at an extremely fast speed. The trees they passed by initially remained the same, but when the wind blew, they began to crack.
There was another loud noise, and the female disciple was buried under the courtyard wall. The original Crescent Moon Temple's gate, stone steps, and courtyard walls were all turned into rubble.
The palm of the two sides with their 120% efforts was no trivial matter, and the entire valley was affected.
Mo Li, who was far away in Liuhe Temple, suddenly felt his right eye jump, and then involuntarily touched the belt.
"… "
Oops, Meng Qi's sword is still on his waist!
The author has something to say:
Meng Qi: Even if I don't have the talent to plot the mastermind, it's easy to see through your plan
Qingwu Patriarch: To be able to play tricks, it is intended for imperial power, and it should be a member of our generation.
Crowd: So what do you mean, Patriarch? Looking down on the IQ of Jianghu people