As soon as the word "Duankongmen" came into Meng Qi's ears, she immediately became vigilant.
She slowly clenched her left hand hanging by her side, and a few more mysterious spirit stones quietly appeared in her palm. The Xuanling Stone was smooth and moist, gently rubbing against Meng Qi's palm.
Ji Wujiong, who was standing beside her, also slightly raised his hand and closed his eyes, which became extremely cold.
Yan Shunbei, who was sitting in the main seat, glanced at the two of them indifferently, and quickly passed Meng Qi to look behind her.
The door behind them opened again, and footsteps sounded.
Even without turning his head, Meng Qi could feel an inexplicable aura suddenly rising in the hall.
That feeling is not sharp, nor is it overwhelmingly powerful, but it is completely impossible to ignore.
The sound of footsteps gradually approaching, not in a hurry, it seemed that the person coming was so leisurely.
Meng Qi could clearly hear that there were two people walking in slowly at this moment.
She still didn't turn around, but narrowed her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, covering the light in her eyes.
Ji Wujiong was originally standing on the right side of Meng Qi, and the fingers of his left hand hanging by his side were slightly bent, and the three fingers were slightly bent.
The sleeves of the black robe moved automatically without wind, and the sleeves of the long robe brushed against the back of Meng Qi's hands.
A cool little thing was stuffed into Meng Qi's hand. It was hard, but round and smooth, like a small bead.
Just hold it, as if you can also feel the surging power from the sea, such as the tides come and go repeatedly, and the tide ebbs and flows.
Shark beads
Meng Qi's eyes moved slightly, and he held the shark pearl even tighter.
Shark bead is also a kind of natural treasure, it takes a hundred years to take its embryonic form, and often it takes more than a thousand years for a shark bead to have magical effects, it is very rare and quite miraculous.
Shark beads contain the essence of tides and waves, and if they are placed in the room on weekdays, they can release the breath of the sea and help the seriously injured to heal.
If the shark bead is thrown out and shattered with aura, then the power of surging waves can be released in an instant, blocking the enemy and gaining a certain chance for the master to leave.
Duankongmen is the number one sword cultivator sect in the Western Realm, and with the presence of the sect master, Ji Wujiong may not be sure that he and Meng Qi will be able to escape unscathed.
So he gave her the Shark Bead first, and at critical moments, sometimes even if it was just a short breath, he could turn the crisis into safety.
Meng Qi's eyelashes trembled slightly. She had seen the shark bead in Ji Wujiong's hand many times. It was the shark bead that comforted her and healed her when she was injured during the tribulation.
This is a three-thousand-year shark bead, which is even more rare.
She clenched the round bead in her palm even tighter, and the sound of footsteps behind her had come to her side.
The sleeves of the cyan robe brushed past her, and the two cultivators from the Duankongmen walked past her.
As if they didn't see Meng Qi, they passed by her and walked straight to Yan Shunbei.
Meng Qi raised her eyes and looked at the backs of the two men.
The man walking in front had a small black crown on his black hair, was tall and tall, and was wearing a wide green robe tied up by a dark blue belt.
Just looking at his back, the man with fluttering sleeves looks quite chic.
The oppressive aura when he entered the door earlier seemed to be his own illusion, and Meng Qi couldn't even feel the slightest sword aura on him.
He looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, except for his tall figure, there was nothing special about him.
This is... Duankongmen, the new owner
Su Junmo said earlier that the Duankong Sect has not had a new sect master for ten years, and he did not expect a new sect master to be elected so soon.
There must be something extraordinary about this cultivator.
Behind the green-robed man is a young male cultivator.
He was wearing a crimson cultivator's robe, and his hair was tied up meticulously. From Meng Qi's angle, he could just see the side face of the other party, his eyebrows were flying and his nose was straight, his facial features were deep as if carved out by a sword, and he looked quite sharp.
He was different from the man in the green robe. When he passed by Meng Qi, his body was full of sword energy, and he could not be completely restrained.
Meng Qi narrowed her eyes, and slightly exerted force on the fingers holding the shark bead, gripping the round bead even tighter.
If only this young male cultivator makes a move, she is definitely not an opponent.
What's more, there is a Duankongmen sect master who can't detect the depth of his cultivation at all.
"How is Brother Yan?" It was Ling Ji who came.
He cupped his hands towards Yan Shunbei, and his tone sounded quite familiar to him: "After three years of separation, brother Yan's cultivation has really improved by leaps and bounds, and it seems that he has reached the edge of the five realms of Dongzhen."
Meng Qi looked sideways, and exchanged a glance with Ji Wujiong.
She took a step back slowly, her eyes wandering to the window on the left side of the main hall.
Duankongmen was looking for her, and the whole Three Thousand Worlds was in a commotion.
Meng Qi also thought about what he should do when he met a disciple of Duankongmen. With Ji Wujiong by her side, she was actually not too worried.
It's just that he never expected that the first person he encountered was the owner of the Duankong Sect.
She has always been very self-aware, even a sword cultivator of the same level cannot beat her.
This sect master can know that Yan sect master is in the five realms of Dongzhen, and his own cultivation level will not be weaker than Yan Shunbei's, and may even be higher.
Meng Qi took a light breath, and then slowly took a step back.
Qiao Ran who was standing behind Ling Ji suddenly turned his head and took a quick look at Meng Qi.
The young man has handsome features, and he is more tall and straight in a crimson robe. Her clear eyes swept across Meng Qi's face curiously, but she couldn't see any hostility.
"Go!" Ji Wujiong's voice suddenly sounded.
He pressed his right hand on his chest, and a black narrow knife instantly appeared in his hand.
Ji Wujiong stepped forward by mistake, stood in front of Meng Qi, and reprimanded again in a low voice: "Let's go first!"
Meng Qi was stunned for a moment, and rushed towards the window that she had looked at earlier.
"Heh—" Someone laughed lightly behind her, the laughter was quite pleasant, and there was no irony in it.
With a soft "whoosh", a narrow, transparent long sword suddenly appeared in front of Meng Qi, firmly blocking her way.
Meng Qi stopped suddenly, and the shark beads were about to be crushed and thrown out. The silver medicine knife emerged from the storage kit in an instant, she clenched the mysterious spirit stone in her left hand, and she was about to grab her own medicine knife just waiting to throw the shark bead.
The long sword floating in front of Meng Qi trembled slightly, and moved forward as fast as lightning.
"Zheng" and "Zheng" made two soft sounds, Meng Qi didn't see what happened at all, but felt a huge shock in his chest for a moment, the arm holding the medicine knife was so hot that the medicine knife almost flew out of his hand.
It turned out that at that moment, Ling Ji had already controlled his seemingly transparent long sword to knock on Meng Qi's medicine knife.
He was clearly showing mercy.
Meng Qi's arm trembled several times, but the medicine knife was still held in her hand and was not knocked away.
She was startled.
Naturally, her cultivation was far inferior to that of the Duankongmen's sect master. If the opponent really wanted to deal with her, he didn't even need to use his natal sword, and he could completely crush her with just one finger.
But now that the sword came out, it didn't hurt her.
It seemed at least that he didn't intend to take her life here.
"Brother Ling." Yan Shunbei finally spoke, "These two friends are my guests of Jingyuetian."
He stood up slowly and took a step forward.
Hearing this, Meng Qi turned to look at Yan Shunbei.
From the moment they entered the hall, the other party's attitude was always gentle, as if he was the most kind elder among them, without the slightest edge.
At this time, Yan Shun took a step forward, his robe was windless, Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi stood up, and his aura as the head of the number one Dharma cultivation sect in the three thousand worlds was undoubtedly revealed.
After all, this is Mirror Moon Sky.
Yan Shunbei didn't do anything, a powerful aura descended from top to bottom, shocking everyone in the hall.
Meng Qi's medicine knife was still in her hand, but she couldn't even move a finger. The Shark Bead in her palm can be thrown out by raising her hand, and she can't even open her fingers.
Meng Qi took a deep breath, the two people in the palace were too powerful.
This kind of gap between cultivation bases and realms really cannot be bridged.
Meng Qi looked at Ji Wujiong, the young man in black robe was standing tall, with the narrow knife already in his hand, but he looked similar to her.
The amethyst gossip plate was suspended beside him, usually lively and active, and the natal magic weapon that would never stay there quietly was quiet and obedient at this time, and did not move at all.
The young people brought by the head of the Duankong Sect were similar to Meng Qi and the others, standing in place in a daze, not even calling out the long sword of life.
Only Ling Ji.
He chuckled lightly, flicked his sleeves, and the natal sword returned to his side.
The narrow and thin long sword looked like a transparent one. The tip of the sword trembled a few times and made a soft "buzz".
It was the first time he saw the long sword, but Meng Qi felt that he could feel the excitement of the other party at this moment.
Her eyes followed the long sword and slowly turned to Ling Ji's face.
The new head of the Duankong Sect looked younger than Meng Qi had expected.
His hair was jet-black, neatly tied on top of his head by the little black crown.
Just by looking at that face, Ling Ji looks at most thirty years old.
— not even looking much older than the disciple he brought.
But if you look at Ling Ji's eyes, you will find that he is indeed not young anymore.
Although those eyes were also very bright, they were different from the eyes of the young man inside.
There are traces that have been soaked by the years, making his eyes not look as bright as those of young people.
But Ling Ji is very good-looking, with handsome features, even though he is older, he looks more charming. Even in the realm of comprehension where there is no shortage of beauties, he can be regarded as an absolutely beautiful man.
Ling Ji obviously didn't have a trace of fierce sword aura, and even his smile showed a bit of free and easy laziness.
But when the transparent long sword hovered beside him, it made him look very dangerous.
That feeling... It's as if this person is a long sword that hasn't been drawn yet.
But everyone who saw him knew that once the long sword was out of its sheath, it would be magnificent and shocking to the world.
Meng Qi's heart skipped a beat.
A real strong man with a dangerous sword in his hand, this man's sect is looking for him...
Her breathing became short of breath.
Meng Qi was not afraid of death before.
Of course she is willing to live a good life. She is a medical practitioner, and her respect and love for life has always been true.
But when she was really in danger, she was also fearless.
But now, she wants to live well.
She still has important things to do, things to do even if she tries her best!
Ling Ji looked at Meng Qi quietly, his eyes finally fell on her delicate face, meeting her clear eyes.
"Meng Qi?" His tone was light, and with a flick of his finger, the natal sword disappeared suddenly.
"Brother Ling." Yan Shunbei took another step forward.
"Brother Yan, you can rest assured, I have no malice towards this little friend Meng Qi." Ling Ji turned his head, with a lazy smile on his lips.
Meng Qi pursed her lips.
As the two talked, her fingers seemed to move again. She raised her hand slowly, gripping her medicine knife tightly.
"Shijue Mountain is about to reopen." Yan Shunbei walked slowly towards Meng Qi, "Meng Xiaoyou was invited by me to come here to participate in Shijue Mountain."
"Oh?" Ling Ji raised his eyebrows, "Brother Yan personally invited... Yuanying cultivator?"
He smiled playfully: "Is it for your son?"
Yan Shunbei nodded slightly, and said: "My son is seriously injured, and the doctors of the three thousand worlds are helpless. Meng Xiaoyou has inherited Lin Yan's predecessor's inheritance. If he can pass the test of Shijue Mountain, my son may be saved."
"Oh." Ling Ji smiled lazily, fluttering his robe sleeves, "Brother Yan, what does Jing Yuetian mean to come forward to protect the person I want?"
"It's not Jingyuetian, it's me." Yan Shunbei's tone remained flat.
His expression didn't look any different from before, even his eyes didn't change, but the atmosphere in the whole hall seemed to be somewhat different.
"Brother Yan and I have known each other for seventy years. We have fought against each other many times since we formed the alchemy." Ling Ji was still smiling, "I am not as good as brother Yan when I formed the alchemy. Distraction, hole void and no defeat."
He looked lazily at Yan Shunbei: "Now that you and I have known the truth, we haven't discussed each other for many years, why don't we give it a try today?"
Hearing this, Meng Qi took another step back.
There is no room for them to intervene when two really strong players fight against each other.
It is now in Jingyuetian, even if Sect Master Yan is not the opponent of the Sect Master of Duankong Sect, there will not be too much danger.
She thought about this for a moment, and slowly took another step back.
"Forget it." Before Yan Shunbei could speak, Ling Ji said lazily again: "I have fought you so many times, it seems meaningless to fight again."
He raised his eyebrows and looked at Yan Shunbei: "And I know that you were injured in the early years. Although it seemed to be harmless, it hurt the foundation after all, and I don't want to win without fighting."
"We..." Ling Ji said slowly, "How about changing the game?"
Ling Ji's tone was relaxed, and it seemed that he was really very familiar with this Mirror Moon Heaven Sect Master.
"How are you doing?" Yan Shunbei asked, as if he was familiar with the tone of his old opponent.
"My apprentice, Qiao Ran." Ling Ji suddenly patted the shoulder of the young man beside him, "Although he is not as stunning and talented as your son, but he is still diligent, barely stepping into the cave realm."
Meng Qi turned her head and glanced at the young man. The young man looked only twenty-seven or eight years old, but he did not expect to be a cultivator of cave emptiness.
However, she also knew that it was not surprising that these practitioners had a lot of talents.
"I've met Master Yan." Qiao Ran hurried forward to salute.
Yan Shunbei nodded slightly, but still didn't understand Ling Ji's meaning.
"Shijue Mountain is about to reopen, we might as well make a bet." Ling Ji lazily embraced his chest with both hands, even his posture was more relaxed than before.
He turned his head and glanced at Meng Qi, then continued to look at Yan Shunbei and said, "According to the agreement back then, this time the Shijue Mountain will be opened once in a hundred years, and each of the top ten sects of the four worlds can send one person to participate, but at most only one person can participate." Let the cave cultivators enter."
"That's right." Yan Shunbei sat back in his seat.
His expression became peaceful again, Ling Ji stopped attacking Meng Qi, and he became that kind elder again, even Ling Ji who came to him, who seemed to have bad intentions, was also very kind.
"Duankongmen is to let him participate?"
"That's right." Ling Ji said.
"Well." Yan Shunbei nodded slightly, "According to the usual practice, the top ten sects of the four worlds should select three disciples, and finally, before the opening of the Shijue Mountain, the strongest disciple will be selected and enter the Shijue Mountain..."
"Now Duankongmen, I have the final say." Yan Shunbei was interrupted by Ling Ji before he could finish speaking.
He waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Otherwise, what's the use of my hard work to snatch the position of head?!"
Even Meng Qi couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips slightly, this sect master Ling Ji was quite similar to Ji Wujiong.
Qiao Ran lowered her head, a little afraid to look at Yan Shunbei.
The position of sect master was snatched, so it's okay to talk about this kind of thing directly in front of the sect masters of other sects? !
"Little girl, what are you laughing at?" Ling Ji's sharp eyes still saw the flashing smile on Meng Qi's face, "But you think I shouldn't snatch the position of Sect Master of Duan Kong Sect?"
"How the senior behaves has nothing to do with the junior." Meng Qi said politely.
"Heh—" Ling Ji flicked his sleeves, and didn't say much to her.
"You Jingyuetian can enter three people, this little girl counts as one person, and you can still let two disciples enter. You have a large number of people, but I can still afford this loss. Let's bet that this time the top ten As the mountain opens, how about whose disciple climbs higher?" Ling Ji said.
"Yes." Yan Shunbei replied lightly.
"Then it's settled. After Shijue Mountain is closed, the one who climbs higher will be the winner." Ling Ji said: "Whoever wins, this little girl will belong to that family, and the other person must not interfere."
"Yes." Yan Shunbei nodded again.
"Senior." Meng Qi took a deep breath and suddenly asked, "What if I'm the tallest?"
"Hehe." Ling Ji chuckled, turned to look at Meng Qi, looked her up and down several times, "Why, the little girl also wants to bet with me?"
"The two seniors took me as a bet. I am destined to only participate in it. If I only make a bet, it would be too miserable." Meng Qi looked calmly and looked at Ling Ji without fear.
She could understand that Duankongmen really wanted to trouble her, even with the help of Ji Wujiong and a strong man like Lingji, she still couldn't avoid it.
Since the other party didn't want her life as soon as he came up, he could give it a go.
"Okay." Ling Ji smiled, and asked with great interest: "What do you want to bet?"
"I hope that the senior sect will not trouble me again before I advance to Dongxu." Meng Qi said.
"Yes." Ling Ji agreed without even thinking about it.
He promised too quickly, and Meng Qi felt a little worried.
The Duankongmen went looking for her with great fanfare, and even the new sect master personally dispatched him, so is he so easy to talk to
"Then it's settled." Ling Ji saw Meng Qi's suspicious face, flicked his fingers, and a small sword the size of a palm appeared in front of him, "If you are worried, this is for you."
Qiao Ran, who was standing beside him, raised his eyes when he heard the words, and suddenly gasped.
However, he was under the prestige of his master and dared not say anything.
Then Qiao Ran heard Ling Ji say: "We can ask Master Yan to be a witness. I will seal this thing with my spiritual consciousness. As long as you come out of Shijue Mountain and win against them, it will be yours."
After Ling Ji finished speaking, he tapped the little sword a few times.
The little sword was surrounded by a layer of clear light, and soon became dark again.
Ling Ji handed it to Meng Qi, the small black sword was heavy in his hand, it didn't look very eye-catching.
It just looks ancient, and it seems quite old.
Meng Qi's heart moved slightly, she nodded while holding the little sword, and put it in her storage bag.
"Then this matter is settled, and everything will be discussed after they come down from Shijue Mountain." Ling Ji said: "I will take my leave first."
"Brother Ling, why don't you just stay in the gate, Shijue Mountain will be opened soon." Yan Shunbei said.
"Alright." Ling Ji nodded, "I can't let you go in vain."
As he spoke, he threw out a small kit, Yan Shunbei looked at it after taking it, and his expression suddenly changed slightly.
He had always been quite calm, but now he stood up and solemnly bowed to Ling Ji: "Thank you, Brother Ling."
Ling Ji just nodded slightly, then turned and walked outside the hall.
Meng Qi watched him leave, feeling that the Duankong Sect master was a little weird.
Soon there were only three of them left in the hall.
Holding the kit in his hand, Yan Shunbei stood there in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.
After a while, he came back to his senses and said to Meng Qi: "Little friend Meng Qi, regarding Shijue Mountain, if you..."
He stopped here.
Shijue Mountain is too dangerous, but Meng Qi is probably one of the most promising medical practitioners in the Three Thousand Worlds to save his son.
"Master Yan, I want to go." Meng Qi knew what the other party wanted to say, and her tone was firm, "Even if you don't let me go, I will find a way to sneak into the Shijue Mountain."
She doesn't care about so much now, she just wants to become stronger as soon as possible.
As long as she can become stronger, she will dare to venture into more dangerous places.
"Okay." Yan Shunbei said: "In this case, please stay in the gate, Shijue Mountain will be open at any time within ten days. No one knows what will happen after entering Shijue Mountain, but I, Jingyuetian, are after all. The guardian of Shijue Mountain for thousands of years, this old man will tell my little friend everything I know. In addition... "
He pondered for a while, and said again: "I have a little magic weapon here, which was used when I was in the Nascent Soul stage, but it has not been used for many years. Although it is not very useful, among the magic weapons available to Nascent Soul cultivators, the defense is still good. It’s not bad, let’s give it to my little friend.”
Yan Shunbei said, and brought the magic weapon to Meng Qi.
It was a small crescent-shaped jade pendant, slightly warm to the touch.
"Little friend, you don't need to be polite." Yan Shunbei saw that Meng Qi would not accept it, and said again: "This thing is useless to me, let alone..."
He sighed softly: "Although my son deserves this calamity, I still hope that he can return to the ranks of cultivators."
"Then... thank you, senior." Meng Qi put away the jade pendant, and bowed to Yan Shunbei.
Soon, Jing Yuetian's disciples came to take Meng Qi and Meng Qi to the guest room to rest.
Along the way, Meng Qi didn't see any other Jingyuetian disciples. They continued to go up along the mountain road, and arrived at the guest house not long after.
It was not far from the main hall where they met Yan Shunbei, and the disciples who sent them bowed and left quickly.
Yan Shunbei gave the two of them an independent courtyard, which was quite elegantly furnished.
Meng Qi and Ji Wujiong sat face to face in the courtyard.
She first took out the jade pendant Yan Shunbei gave her and looked at it for a while, then took out the small sword Ling Ji gave her.
"What is this?" She asked Ji Wujiong.
"Hmph." Ji Wujiong glanced at the thing, and snorted softly, "This Duankongmen sect master is too arrogant, as if he thought he would win by himself, and he is willing to give this thing to you. No wonder people have always said , Duankongmen's seventh brother is terribly crazy, it is the craziest sword in the Three Thousand Worlds."
He paused, and then said: "This is one of Duankongmen's tokens, although it is not as good as the sect master's order, but if you hold it, all the disciples under the sect will not dare to do anything to you."
Meng Qi tilted her head slightly: "He is really strong, if he really wants to deal with me, will Master Yan turn against him on the spot for me?"
"I'm afraid not." Ji Wujiong's face darkened slightly.
"But he agreed to bet with me straight away, and even used such an important thing as a token." Meng Qi held his chin, "It's definitely not as simple as arrogance."
"What do you want to say?" Ji Wujiong looked at her.
"Anything is fine." Meng Qi put the little sword back into the bag, "So I will definitely come out of Shijue Mountain, and I will try my best to climb to the highest point."
She said, turning her head to look to the left.
The courtyard where they were located happened to be able to see the Shijue Mountain located in the center of the Jingyue Tianmen Sect.
Meng Qi felt a little regretful, but it was a pity that her Tianwaitian jade slips were not here, otherwise she could go to Tianwaitian's bookstore, and maybe she could find some information about Shijue Mountain.
While thinking about it, she also put the jade pendant given by Yan Shunbei into the storage kit, and sorted out her own storage kit by the way.
Huh
Meng Qi's expression changed slightly.
She suddenly and quickly took out a small jade slip from the kit, and almost jumped up: "This... my jade slip from beyond heaven!!!"