The strong wind was blowing, Lady Liu leaned against the wall and slowly fell to the ground.
The gruel has not been drunk yet.
She breathed a sigh of relief before she lost consciousness. She didn't want to know what she shouldn't know, and being acupuncture was better than losing her life.
Madam Liu couldn't help but wonder what the "Dragon Vein" mentioned by the man in the hat was, of course, she couldn't guess the truth. Normal people don’t immediately think of the dragon veins mentioned by Feng Shui, but they just think it’s someone whose name is this pronunciation.
Madam Liu fainted while holding the bowl, and the man in the hat sneered slightly: "The national teacher has taken great care of Fei's subordinates."
Meng Qi didn't look good when he heard the word "Dragon Vessel". He shook his head slightly at Mo Li, indicating that it was not time to start.
A person who knows dragon veins.
Or, not even a human being, what is he going to do, really just want to restore the country
Having seen Zhao Zangfeng, the ancestor of Qingwu, who was apparently addicted to rebellion and actually wanted to cut the dragon veins into immortals, Mo Li felt that he really couldn't guess these "big-minded" people.
Meng Qi looked at the empty porridge bowl in his hand, and raised his voice: "I heard that your Excellency is from Fei Ting's department and is a disciple of Dharma King Miti of Mojiti Temple?"
Throwing out the word "Dragon Vein", I thought they would suddenly change their expressions and ask eagerly
Meng Qi didn't follow the words of the man in the hat, as if he hadn't heard the word "Dragon Vessel".
Hearing the words, the man in the bucket hat looked at Lady Liu in the corner.
The swordsman Su Li knew nothing of his identity, and only Lady Liu would reveal this.
However, Meng Qi already knew the plans of their people from Xiliang, and these origins did not matter.
"Old things are not worth mentioning." The man in the bucket hat stood on the roof, with no intention of coming down.
So the situation seemed extraordinarily strange, Mo Li stared at the top of his head without saying a word, and Meng Qi was playing with the empty bowl in his hand. Even if the top expert picks leaves and flying flowers, it can hurt people, and when they fight, the tile table and bowl will also become a sharp weapon.
Meng Qi didn't speak, and the man in the hat didn't even mention it. The airflow inside and outside the room gradually stagnant, pressing tightly against the heart of the people. Even the dazed Lady Liu couldn't help but gasp for breath.
Mo Li felt the change in the spiritual energy again, and then suddenly woke up, the reaction of himself and Meng Qi under the pressure of the spiritual energy was too unusual.
Birds, beasts, plants and even people will feel uncomfortable because of the soaring aura, especially since this is not a naturally gathered aura, it is all pushed into an extremely small space, and its lethality is even greater. This is not internal strength, it is effective for anyone, but when the top experts suddenly face this kind of predicament, what kind of reaction does their body have
Is it because he can't breathe and his face turns blue, or is his heartbeat like an internal force backlash? Ink carp doesn't know at all.
He only remembered that he held his breath for a while because of surprise, and other than that, he didn't feel the slightest discomfort, and Meng Qi did the same.
In the eyes of the man in the hat, it may already be a flaw.
Inhumane… flaws.
Mo Li also thought of the swordsman, and the swordsman was completely unaware when Meng Qi asked about the peculiarities of the Dou Li people's inner strength.
- The swordsman could not perceive the existence of aura, nor did he feel uncomfortable, precisely because he harbored an innate spiritual energy. In a way, the swordsman is also different from ordinary people.
Pushing from this, it is very possible for the man in the hat to see the extraordinaryness of the swordsman at a glance, and then he stretched out his hand to rescue the child.
The swordsman had seen the man with a hat when he didn't understand martial arts, and even if he gradually became a master, he was used to this strange feeling early on. As a killer, he is even more reclusive, seldom walks on the rivers and lakes, and has almost never met a master of the same level, so he thought that what the Dou Li man exerted on everyone was only the coercion caused by the internal force of the supreme master.
It is impossible for such a swordsman to tell Mo Li Meng Qi more things.
Mo Li figured out a lot of things in an instant, and understood why the man in the bucket hat suddenly came up and said the dragon veins. Because he revealed flaws with Meng Qi, the other party became suspicious.
It's too late to wake up now, and even if they knew this, the situation at that time would not allow them to retreat and evade.
Mo Li glanced at Meng Qi anxiously.
With just one look, he calmed down.
The two looked at each other and understood each other.
- What Mo Li can think of, Meng Qi can also.
What he was worried about at the moment was how much the man in the hat knew about the dragon veins.
Have you really seen the "Dragon Vessel", or is it just as whimsical as the Qingwu ancestor
Mo Li vaguely felt that maybe... it was the former.
The same kind that can't be found everywhere, the spirit-filled Feihe Mountain, a fetus that was almost aborted in the womb...
If so, will it have nothing to do with the people on the roof
"Your Excellency came to your door twice today, and you were an uninvited villain, but you didn't even report your name. Instead, I needed to inquire about it myself. I just inquired, and said that the old things are not worth mentioning... Ha, the hatred of subjugation of the country. , If the revenge of Baimojieti Temple can be taken away in one stroke, why does Zunjia return to the country? Why is it standing on the roof at this moment and not leaving?"
The man in the bucket hat was not annoyed after Meng Qi's sarcastic remarks.
"Everything is empty, and my name is nothing but a false one. I haven't used it for many years to really forget about it. My name is Ayan Puka, and my department also has the custom of changing my Chinese surname, so I can call me Feipu."
The kingdom of Xiliang does not have its own writing, but the language has
Yes, but each department is slightly different. Unfortunately, Ayan Puka is a word that Meng Qi doesn't understand at all.
Although the names of the people on the grassland outside Guanwai repeat a lot, the name is often a clue. If the man in the bucket hat can lift the flag of restoring the country and be enshrined by the shopkeeper Sun Li Zhubu and others, then he must have a capable person. Hold up the identity of the scene.
Disciple of Dharma King Myti? not enough!
Even if the monks in Magati Monastery have a high status, the national teacher and the emperor are not the same thing.
If you want to be a king, you must have a blood relationship with the king.
There is really no way to pull it off, or pretend to be a descendant of a royal family. For example, "Ayan Puka" is indeed a person, but not this one.
While speaking, the uncomfortable pressure came again.
"Humph." Meng Qi sneered, wanting to repeat the old trick
Ayan Puka suddenly felt a dark energy under his feet, and his body subconsciously raised his body. A beam of purple light penetrated the gap between the tiles, and then disappeared silently after piercing the air. The tiles lifted by the strong wind fell back one after another, and the roof was safe and sound.
Because this sword was not aimed at hurting people.
The accumulated spiritual energy was smashed by the sword and rushed to both sides quickly.
- Meng Qi can't drive the spiritual energy outside Shangyun Mountain, but he can destroy it.
There was a gap in the encirclement, and the aura that had been reluctant to come over instantly seemed to fall apart.
Ayan Puka did not drive away the spiritual energy again, but let the spiritual energy disperse rapidly. He fell into the courtyard, and a strange smile appeared on his face covered by the bamboo hat.
"Dragon Vein..."
He seemed to be talking to himself, but the meaning in his tone was like a visitor in the deep mountains, a hunter chasing wild beasts, and finally found the treasure at this moment.
Ayan Puka's eyes swiveled back and forth between Meng Qi and Mo Li, and for some unknown reason, he finally fixed his gaze on Mo Li.
The same piece of clothing, worn on Meng Qi's body, is outstanding, but the ink carp is like a mountain stream and a clear spring, with a lone pine on the cliff.
Don't say anything, it's a landscape of its own.
Meng Qi: "..."
Although ignored but more of a rage punch.
He took a step forward and directly blocked Ayan Puka's sight.
"Meng Guoshi, you have led tens of thousands of troops and made great contributions to the Chu Dynasty. You are an uncompromising member of the army. In your early years, you only learned some horseback kung fu, but when it comes to capturing enemies and killing generals, you are not as good as you. There are many colleagues."
Ayan Puka spoke first, but his tone was full of weirdness.
Meng Qi paused and squinted at him.
Meng Qi faintly realized that Ayan Puka seemed to have misunderstood something.
"...such a military general, who was repeatedly appointed by Emperor Chu Yuan to guard the grain road, took on an official position that no one expected after the founding of the country."
National Division.
Isn't it weird to be neither a monk, nor a believer or chanting sutra
"Everyone said at the time that the Chu Dynasty was dissatisfied with the serious annexation of the land by the temples and Taoist temples in the world, so it sealed the confidant as the national teacher of the new dynasty. If there is anything illegal, they will be held accountable, and they will seize the money and land and order the monks and Taoists to return to the secular world to work in the fields. Others say that although Meng Guoshi broke away from the power dispute in the court and stood in the vortex and rapids, he was also left without a wife and no rear. A body, merit is not recorded in history." Ayan Puka changed the topic, as if he had grasped some unknown secret, and sneered, "But all of this is actually a hidden story."
Meng Qi: "..."
There are indeed hidden feelings, in addition to being unwilling to marry "people" and refusing to be a matchmaker with a good friend all day long, it is probably just lazy.
National teachers do not need to go to court.
You can also justifiably read some "crooked" books, and no one can blame you if you don't come out of the bookstore. After all, there are thousands of volumes of Taoism, which is difficult and difficult to understand.
If Leyang Hou Zhu Yan was still alive, Meng Qi felt that it would not be easy for him to take the position of national teacher.
"You searched for the existence and whereabouts of the dragon veins in the Qi Dynasty and the many scriptures and Taoist treasures that you found."
In fact, it is the secrets of self-learning of martial arts.
But if you want to say looking for dragon veins... That's right, Meng Qi really put a lot of effort into finding other dragon veins.
Meng Qi's expression was cold and his tone was not good:
"It seems that your intention to restore the country has been going on for many years."
Otherwise, it would not be easy to find out what books Meng Qi consulted back then.
Ayan Puka said with a slight smile: "Don't hide the national teacher, as early as 20 years ago, when the Qi Dynasty was not established and the Chu Dynasty was about to die... Aha, the national teacher must not be angry, you should know that the fall of the Chu Dynasty and our west The subjugation of the country is the general trend. Others can add a piece of firewood at most, light a fire, follow the trend without any effort, and go against the sky like a man's arm and a car will eventually be shattered. The national teacher also understood this reason, and just left the court. Hall?"
Meng Qi laughed in anger: "Don't you want to say that you have already avenged the revenge of the subjugation of the country, and now the restoration of Xiliang is the general trend, and those who resist will perish?"
"Do not."
Ayan Puka stared straight at the ink carp and said coldly, "The demise of the dragon vein is the general trend."
Mo Li frowned.
This is very similar to what Zhao Zangfeng, the ancestor of Qingwu, said.
Meng Qi thought of something with him, and immediately sarcastically said: "You have been talking nonsense since just now, what dragon veins? Could it be that you also know Zhao Zangfeng?"
"Zhao Zangfeng is just a daydream fool." Ayan Puka raised his head and laughed, Mo Li looked at him keenly.
The eyes under the hat don't seem to be black
Ayan Puka was quite alert, and before Mo Li could see clearly, he raised his hand and pressed the bamboo hat.
"Whether I'm talking nonsense, the two of you know best."
Mo Li: "..." No, except for knowing that he is a dragon vein, he doesn't know anything about it.
"Am I right? Zhao Zangfeng tried to cut the dragon veins into immortals. He regarded the dragon veins as intangible things, and the dragon veins..."
Ayan Puka suddenly raised his finger and pointed at the ink carp behind Meng Qi.
"Don't I have one right in front of me?"
Mo Li's heart trembled, and Meng Qi's expression changed.
Ayan Puka took the lead and said: "Meng Guoshi doesn't need to cover up. As a military general, he has not yet obtained a land and a land. He is far away from the power and buries his head to read books. The appearance has changed like a young man, and there is an unfamiliar doctor beside him... Medical skills are like gods, martial arts are unpredictable, and the origin is unknown... "
Every time Ayan Puka said a word, Mo Li's confusion increased, and Meng Qi gradually showed an incredible expression.
"Meng Guoshi, you have found the dragon vein.
"He is Taijing Longmai."
Meng Qi opened his mouth, and a rare look of Mu Ran appeared.
Facing Ayan Puka's determined expression, Mo Li looked at the hand pointed at him and hesitated.
no.
Why did you rebel, and even the dragon veins were wrong
The author has something to say: No, you are villains, how come you have such big brains
The ink carp has been lying on the gun and has never been surpassed.