After half a stick of incense, Ling Ji stared blankly at Meng Qi, completely at a loss.
Meng Qi let go of her hand, letting the thin long sword float beside her.
She looked calm and calm, at least she would not be shocked by such things. Everyone has different talents, and she is not a swordsman.
"How?" Meng Qi tilted her head slightly, she could still joke with Ling Ji, "Did my talent in swordsmanship surprise you?"
"Hmm...cough cough..." When Ling Ji confronted Yan Shunbei in Jingyuetian, Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi were the true spirit of a generation of grandmasters.
Now he obviously wants to relax a lot: "The sword is still held firmly."
He said: "The memory is not bad, I can memorize the sword formula once I teach it." It's just that it can't be used.
"Hmm..." He thought for a while, and then said seriously: "The key is to have a very good mentality, calm and calm. Cultivators need such a mentality, and the future is boundless."
Meng Qi couldn't help but smiled sweetly: "Master Ling, you've worked hard."
Everyone likes to hear compliments, and so does she.
To be honest, Ji Wujiong's undisguised astonishment in the Xinglin enchantment back then, and her persistence in accepting her as a disciple, made her feel a little happy in her heart.
Now that a powerful person like Ling Ji racks his brains to find out the advantages and praise her, it really makes people feel angry.
But it's one thing to like to hear compliments, knowing your strengths and weaknesses is the most important thing.
"You're welcome." Ling Ji murmured.
He stared at Meng Qi, the other party was not stunning, but his elegant complexion and calm demeanor made people feel very comfortable.
"Master Ling, if you have nothing else to do, I should leave." Meng Qi saluted Ling Ji again, then turned and walked back the way he came.
"Wait." Ling Ji hurriedly called her to stop.
Just now I said boldly that Meng Qi will soon know what her talent is and why he found her.
The development of the matter was completely different from what he had imagined. For a while, Ling Ji was a little entangled.
Meng Qi stopped and turned around, looking at Ling Ji curiously.
"You..." Ling Ji pondered slightly, "Aren't you wondering why I came to you?"
"Hmm." Meng Qi was a little helpless. The two people I met today liked talking in this way.
Why don't you ask them yourself
"One thing." She said honestly: "Duankongmen was also looking for me before, but I think that since Lingmen agreed to the bet with Yanmen, he would not treat me before I entered Shijue Mountain." Do it."
"That's natural." Ling Ji said hastily.
He was silent for a while, and then said: "I was not the sect master of Duankong Sect, but I became the sect master recently."
Meng Qi: "..."
She didn't answer, just looked at Ling Ji quietly.
"I used to be..." Ling Ji paused again, remained silent for a moment, and continued this time: "I think it's good to be a free casual cultivator."
He slowly clenched the hand hanging by his side, and suddenly sighed softly when he met Meng Qi's clear eyes.
"Forget it." Ling Ji waved his hand, "We'll talk about everything after you come out of Shijue Mountain."
"I..." He glanced at Meng Qi again, "Let's go first."
Meng Qi felt baffled, looked at Ling Ji seriously, turned and left.
The mist dissipated, she stood there for a while, until Ling Ji's figure completely disappeared into the night, she turned and walked towards the way she came.
Yan Xuan was still waiting where he was, and he was not surprised to see Meng Qi come back.
The two continued to walk towards Jingyuetian Bieyuan, and after a few steps, Yan Xuan suddenly asked, "What did he ask you for?"
"See if I have the talent for swordsmanship." Meng Qi murmured.
"Do you have it?" Yan Xuan asked.
"No." Meng Qi shook her head.
"Hi!" Yan Xuan said suddenly, "Have you noticed that you look a bit like him?"
"Eh?" Meng Qi was startled.
"Your eyebrows and eyes are really similar to his." Yan Xuan frowned slightly, recalling earnestly, "The nose also looks like..."
Meng Qi: "???"
No way, so bloody
Meng Qi seriously recalled that her adoptive mother was a widowed woman in Qingfeng Valley.
Although they live in poverty, their adoptive mother is a very capable and hardworking person. Although their home is small, everything is very warm.
Meng Qi always thought that was her mother when she was a child, because she was really kind to her and gave her meticulous and warm love.
But when she was ten years old, her adoptive mother was seriously ill, and before she died, she told her that she was picked up by Meng Qi in the mountains and forests of Qingfeng Valley.
On the small package that was picked up, there was a small embroidered character "巧".
The adoptive mother's surname is Meng, so she is called Meng Qi.
The adoptive mother supported her sick body, and even took Meng Qi to see the place where she was picked up.
It was under a cliff, nothing special. The woods are deep, and few people go there.
The adoptive mother went there to pick some herbs and go to Qingfeng Valley to exchange some pills. Many residents in Qingfeng Town would do this, to pick some herbs that they could pick, and then go to Qingfeng Valley to exchange for headaches, brain fever, or trauma pills.
If her adoptive mother hadn't just passed by there, Meng Qi, who was still a baby, might have died quietly in the forest.
Afterwards, Meng Qi went through some trials and formally joined the sect of Qingfenggu and became an ordinary medical practitioner.
In the master's school, there is Lu Qingran, a senior sister with outstanding talent, and some senior brothers and sisters whose parents are ordinary cultivators.
Meng Qi never thought of looking for her parents. She felt that since they had thrown her there, they decided not to want her.
In her previous life until her death, Meng Qi didn't know who her parents were.
Even, never mention it to anyone.
Well…
Meng Qi thought about it, but it's not like she never mentioned it to anyone.
She once told Yun Qingyan that they had been together for a long time at that time, sometimes Meng Qi would cook a few side dishes at night, and Yun Qingyan would also have a few drinks.
Meng Qi's memory is not very clear, she has never been very good at drinking, once drank two glasses with Yun Qingyan, her head was dizzy, and she seemed to talk more.
Then, she mentioned her biological parents, whom she had never met.
What else was said later, Meng Qi himself did not remember.
She withdrew some wandering thoughts, and her mood quickly calmed down.
No, is it really that bloody
Meng Qi thought it was a bit funny, but if that was the case, Ling Ji's inexplicable attitude probably made sense.
"What are you thinking?" She didn't speak for a long time, Yan Xuan couldn't help asking.
"It's nothing." Meng Qi was very calm, "It shouldn't be."
She shrugged and smiled slyly: "My cultivation talent is very poor, and my swordsmanship talent is even more..."
Meng Qi thought for a while, and could only describe it: "It's horrible!"
She said: "Master Ling was shocked just now, he turned around and left in fright."
Yan Xuan: "..."
"What we should be thinking about now is the Ten Jue Mountains." Meng Qi said again: "Don't let these irrelevant things distract you."
Yan Xuan: "..."
Is this something inconsequential
If Meng Qi is really Ling Ji's daughter, then she is the daughter of the head of the Duankong Sect and the eldest lady of one of the strongest sword cultivating sects in the world. Her life will be completely different from then on.
"You..." Yan Xuan thought for a while and said, "Do you know what kind of person Ling Ji is?"
Without waiting for Meng Qi's answer, he said directly, "Even in the Western Realm, he is a legend!"
Yan Xuan quickly recalled, and said: "Let's put it this way, almost all the young sword cultivators in the four worlds grew up listening to Ling Ji's legend. He is a genius and stronger than anyone else in the world. sword cultivator."
Yan Xuan said: "When he was twenty years old, he had already stepped into the void stage, and his natal sword was even more powerful. In the years when Ling Ji swept the three thousand worlds, many Xiao Xiaoguang heard the word 'Ling Ji' Two words are already frightening."
"Among the various legends about him in the Western Realm, the most widely circulated thing is that when he stepped into the void period, he went straight into the Falling Star Sea with his sword, met and killed demons, and killed them so much that we thought it was a purgatory-like fall." In the sea of stars, the demons are intimidating, but he is like entering no man's land."
"That time when he left Falling Star Sea, he brought out many long-lost jade slips, and even brought out the bones of a senior who fell in Falling Star Sea in his early years. That senior was also from a great sect, and his only daughter came to the door in person. I am willing to be a slave and a handmaiden to repay the great kindness. But Senior Ling Ji refused."
Yan Xuan said: "Until now, he has no Taoist companion."
As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Meng Qi, and said: "The Duankong Sect used to rely on the sword formation to cross the four worlds. Senior Ling Ji is even more powerful than the sword formation with one person and one sword. And it is said that he is also the only one of their sect who has cultivated the most. A person who inherits strong swordsmanship."
"No." Meng Qi nodded.
"Ah, that's right." Yan Xuan remembered, "We once teamed up with the demon world to attack the demon world. It was more than 20 years ago. It is Senior Ling Ji."
Meng Qi nodded.
"After that time, he became silent. My father said that when a cultivator reaches a certain level, he will be like this. He will no longer be troubled by ordinary affairs and move forward with all his heart." Yan Xuan added: "So this time he will become The new head of the Duankong Sect, even my father felt a little surprised."
After he finished speaking, he took another look at Meng Qi: "Jingyuetian Bieyuan is ahead, you can go back."
"Aren't you with me?" Meng Qi asked.
"I'm in the city. If you want to find me, go to that restaurant. Before Shijue Mountain was opened, I would go there every evening." Yan Xuan hesitated and said.
"Okay." Meng Qi nodded.
It's been almost a day since she came out. At this time, the sky has begun to show fish belly, and Jingyue Tiancheng is gradually waking up.
"Meng Qi." Yan Xuan stood with her on the street at a corner from Jingyuetian Bieyuan, he looked into Meng Qi's eyes, and suddenly asked: "The last question, why did you ask me to cooperate?"
he asked.
He didn't let Meng Qi speak, but rushed to say: "Except that I am the son of the master of Jingyue Tianmen."
"Hmm." Meng Qi thought for a while, and said, "Your inner alchemy is almost completely broken. I want to try to see if it can be cured. This is my personal interest."
She looked at Yan Xuan, feeling a little embarrassed, and asked, "Do you know Senior Lin Yan?"
"I know." Yan Xuan nodded.
Lin Yan is a great doctor in ancient times, and her deeds are well known to many people even if she is not a medical practitioner.
"I wish I could be born ten thousand years earlier and fight side by side with Senior Lin Yan." Meng Qi smiled, "Or, after she was injured, I could do my best to heal her."
She said: "This is probably the dream every medical practitioner has. So..."
She patted Yan Xuan on the shoulder and said, "Young man, I'm sorry, but you are probably the substitute of Senior Lin Yan."
After Meng Qi finished speaking, she strode towards Jingyuetian Bieyuan.
Yan Xuan still stood there without moving, he stared blankly at Meng Qi's back, after a while, he also strode towards the other garden.
Jing Yuetian's disciples were still respectful and polite to him, but after he was injured, they always felt that such politeness contained some sympathy or other emotions.
At this time, Yan Xuan didn't think too much, he quickly returned to the Jingyue Tianzong gate through the teleportation circle of Bieyuan.
"Father." Yan Xuan soon arrived at the place where his father lived, knocked on the door, and pushed the door open after getting permission.
"You're back." Yan Shunbei lived on a cliff in Jingyuetian.
There is a house on the cliff, besides the green pine stands tall, and there is this stone table and stone bench under the tree.
Yan Shunbei was sitting there, a chessboard was placed on the stone table, and there were already many black and white chess pieces on it.
When he heard his son's footsteps approaching, he didn't raise his head to look at him more. He still placed the chess pieces step by step, as if nothing was as important as the chess game in front of him.
Yan Xuan sat down opposite him: "I saw Meng Qi."
"Oh?" Yan Shunbei put down the white puck in his hand, looked up at him, "how is it?"
Yan Xuan raised his hand to pick up a sunspot and put it on the chessboard: "It's quite special."
Yan Shunbei didn't speak, and after a moment of silence, he put down another white stone.
Yan Xuan played chess very quickly, almost without thinking, he put down another sunspot.
After a dozen or so steps, Bai Zi already showed signs of failure.
Yan Shunbei frowned, and flicked his sleeves to mess up the chessboard: "You are making trouble!"
Yan Xuan smiled and didn't say much.
He threw the few sunspots left in his hand into a box beside him, and said, "Father, you have also seen the last video of the Xinglin Barrier that day, and I think Meng Qi is believable."
"What happened yesterday?" Yan Shunbei asked.
"It took her three hours to heal an ordinary resident of the city who was injured by the devil's energy. She said that if she saw an injured child, she would be cured if she could."
"Aren't you worried that she is acting for you?" Yan Shunbei asked.
"What is she trying to do with me?" Yan Xuan's tone became a bit bitter, "I'm just a Qi training practitioner now, and I will only become a burden to anyone."
He quickly lifted his spirits, and said: "We will not know everything that happened after entering Shijue Mountain. There is no need for her to spend such a thought on lying to me now."
"Shijue Mountain is in Mirror Moon Sky." Yan Shunbei said slowly: "Although the world says that no one knows what will happen in Shijue Mountain, we really don't know. But Shijue Mountain is in Mirror Moon Sky after all!"
He looked at his son: "Over the years, there are quite a few disciples of Jingyuetian who were able to enter Shijue Mountain and come out alive."
"Father." Yan Xuan looked at his father and the worry in his eyes, "I know all this, but I am willing to believe her. We can try to believe her once."
"Okay." Yan Shunbei stood up with a flick of his sleeves.
He walked slowly to the edge of the cliff and looked into the distance: "In the past two years, you have been reluctant to come back, and I know you still blame me a little."
Yan Shunbei stood with his hands behind his back and sighed lightly: "If we had arrived earlier, your injury would not have been..."
"Father." Yan Xuan interrupted him, "Don't mention the past."
He stood up: "Even if I do it again, I will still make the same choice, and so will my father, won't I?"
Yan Xuan said: "If I were my father, I would probably choose to have a glance with you. I always remember what my father said, to practice the Dao, the Dao is long and obstructed, but only by being clear in your heart can your Dao heart be firm enough."
"The son has always remembered and has been doing it."
After Yan Xuan finished speaking, he bowed to Yan Shunbei who had his back turned to him, then turned around and strode away.
Yan Shunbei didn't turn around, he was still standing on the edge of the cliff with his hands behind his back, the mountain wind blowing his robe.
The skin on his face was originally very smooth, but now it seems that many wrinkles have been blown out by the mountain wind.
Hearing his son's footsteps gradually fade away, Yan Shunbei sighed softly again.
"What are you doing?" Until Ling Ji's voice sounded behind him.
Yan Shunbei turned to look at the uninvited owner of Duankongmen, and said expressionlessly, "What are you here for?"
"It was Yan Xuan who left just now?" Ling Ji looked back, "Is this kid still having trouble with you?"
Yan Shunbei didn't speak.
"That's right." Ling Ji smiled, "If I am in deep danger, my father will let me support myself for three days and three nights for the sake of the sect and the three thousand worlds, and finally destroy the inner alchemy. I won't feel good if the hole cultivator has become like this."
Yan Shunbei: "...you!"
He took a deep breath to make his tone sound calmer: "You knew exactly what was going on at that time."
"I know." Ling Ji said, "But if it's my daughter instead, even if I'm exhausting everyone in the world, I'll drop everything and go immediately."
"Hmph!" Yan Shunbei snorted coldly, "So what your daughter worships is the senior doctor who sacrificed himself for the sake of the Three Thousand Worlds."
"That's enough, let's talk about Shijue Mountain first." Ling Ji's face turned green for a while, and he quickly changed the subject, "Tell me everything you know."
"That's all I know. Don't you know what happened to Shijue Mountain?" Yan Shunbei said.
"Shijue Mountain has been in your mirror moon sky for ten thousand years, and you haven't studied it quietly? Can't you?!" Ling Ji said, "How do you become the master of the sect? Every grass has been thoroughly studied.”
"This is the branch left by the ancient Shijue Mountain." Yan Shunbei said.
"So, you Jingyuetian have nothing but a son who is in the Qi training period?" Ling Ji almost laughed angrily.
Yan Shunbei: "..."
"Sigh." Ling Ji sighed suddenly, "To be honest, Yan Xuan is pretty good, I think Qiqi gets along well with him."
This was the first time he called "Qiqi", and he blurted it out in front of old friends and rivals, and at that moment, he felt refreshed all over.
"You know, right? The Xue family of Fengmeng also wants Qi Qi to marry into their family." Ling Ji said again: "The Xue family's Xue Chengxuan and Qi Qi are like-minded, and they are barely worthy of Qi Qi."
"I think that kid on the Dark Cloud Peak is also the same, chasing Qi Qi from south to north, from east to west. Dark Cloud Peak's dual cultivation of swordsmanship, that kid's talent is not bad." Ling Ji said again.
"Is it useful to say this now?" Yan Shunbei stared at him.
"Otherwise?" Ling Ji snorted coldly, "Are you not worried about your son at all?"
Yan Shunbei closed his eyes, and then closed his eyes again: "The order of the demon king of the demon world reappears."
he said slowly.
"I know." Ling Ji's expression froze slightly, and he also became serious.
"The Yaojun order appears once in a hundred years, and every time it is the time when the Shijue Mountain is opened. Therefore, it is said that in ancient times, there were three or three thousand branches of the Shijue Mountain, and each of them occupied one of the demon world and the demon world."
"So..." Ling Ji frowned, "Do you doubt that these three Ten Jue Mountains are connected?"
"I don't know if it's connected, but no one has ever said how to fight for the position of the demon king. So..." Yan Shunbei said: "It's not impossible."
Ling Ji's expression also became extremely dignified.
"Besides, if the demon world also has a branch of Shijue Mountain, it should be the strongest one." Yan Shunbei said again, "Eighth-level demon cultivators can also enter, and even the ninth-level is possible."
"Where's the Demon Realm?" Ling Ji's eyes finally became sharp.
"The Demon Realm should be the worst, so there's no need to worry."
"We and the demon world have always been friendly..." Ling Ji stopped suddenly after saying this.
The Sky Demon White Tiger Clan has ruled the demon world for thousands of years, and they are very friendly to the Three Thousand Worlds.
However, the competition for the position of the demon monarch ended with the fall of several powerful heavenly demon royal families every time.
The tragedy of it, even if you can't see it, can be imagined.
If this is the case, the danger of the Ten Jue Mountains this time may be...
"We can't let Meng Qi go." Ling Ji suddenly turned around.
"She found it by herself and asked to enter Shijue Mountain." Yan Shunbei said.
"But..." Ling Ji frowned.
"And she will definitely go this time." Yan Shunbei said lightly: "The young man in black robe who came with her is from the Ji family. He must have told Xiaoyou Meng about these things."
He looked at Ling Ji, and suddenly smiled: "You counted proudly just now, and it seems that you missed two people. One is the Ji Wujiong I mentioned. Meng Xiaoyou has the Patriarch's Order of the Ji family on him. It should be him. Sent. You know, what that means. There's one more… "
Yan Shunbei sighed lightly: "I'm afraid this time, I will participate in the battle of the demon king. The background is a bit scary."
Now change to Ling Ji: "..."
"What?" In the room, Meng Qi jumped up, "Are you serious?"
She looked at Ji Wujiong in disbelief, and murmured: "You mean..."
"Well." Ji Wujiong nodded, with a serious tone, "I have asked the elders to check the past few days, and the Xiaoshijue Mountain in Jingyuetian should be connected to the demon world. , I am afraid it is also in Shijue Mountain."
He sighed: "The danger of Shijue Mountain this time may exceed our imagination. Otherwise, don't go this time, let's think of other ways."