The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Chapter 1169: unforgettable

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How could you give up

The strength I have cultivated through hard work is my real support and the greatest guarantee for achieving legend. How can I give up as an illusion

After hearing Qi Zhengyan's series of questions, Meng Qi suddenly had such thoughts in his mind. ,

If you don’t have martial arts strength, what can you do to cope with the return of legendary powers

If he didn't have martial arts strength, wouldn't he even have the power to resist when faced with someone with malicious intentions like the Gold and Silver Eyes

If you don’t have martial arts strength, how can you rely on the big shot from the other side behind you for everything

If you don’t have martial arts strength, how can you find clues and resurrect Xiao Sang

If he didn't have the strength of martial arts and his teacher and friends were in danger, wouldn't he just watch helplessly? Even if he was anxious and worried, there would be nothing he could do.

Step by step, I have reached my current state and status. Many things are based on the strength of martial arts. Without it, I am a rootless duckweed. I can’t do it if I want to. Even if I just assume it, I can really feel it. What does powerlessness mean

Seeing Meng Qi's rare expression change, Qi Zhengyan's expression became more serious and his tone became even calmer:

If we didn't trust each other and someone else made this suggestion, wouldn't you think it was a conspiracy to trick the most powerful immortal in the world into giving up his martial arts with just a few words and kill him easily

Aren’t the fierce resistance and struggles in your heart proving your dependence on martial arts

Didn't you live for so many years without martial arts

Without martial arts, you wouldn’t be you.

As the words and sentences entered his ears, Meng Qi's thoughts fluctuated, fighting and refuting each other. He was wavering, but he could not make up his mind:

Yes, to this day. I really rely too much on martial arts. I can't imagine what life would be like without martial arts. If I can't get rid of this layer of fog that surrounds my true spirit, how can I see my true self

Are you kidding? The strength you have cultivated bit by bit is the most real. How can you give it up for vain hopes? Without martial arts, how will you face all the troubles in the future

If you don't kill me as soon as possible and understand who I am, with the legendary powers beginning to return early, there doesn't seem to be much difference between immortals and mortals, so why not take the risk and give it a try

But. Even if you don’t give up martial arts, relying on years of hard work, you may not be able to find an opportunity to break through in the next few years. With the protection of Moonlight Bodhisattva and the kindness of Qing Emperor, there should be no problem in holding on for a few years. Why try this dangerous and uncertain thing? Method

Having explained so much, isn’t it because I can’t let go of martial arts and have become a slave to martial arts

Without martial arts, you are already someone else’s slave

In a short period of time. To answer this question involving his own future and life, Meng Qi fell into a state of hesitation and struggle even though he had always been good at making decisions and dared to risk his life. Her lips pursed, and she tried to speak several times, but failed to do so.

Only by cutting off the outer self can you see the real me

Qi Zhengyan's expression returned to normal. Slowly said:

Think about it yourself, only you can make a decision on this kind of thing.

Finished. He left without looking back, and walked deeper into the Southern Wilderness step by step. The sparks gathered together and seemed to form a red torrent.

Meng Qi stared at his back blankly, and suddenly sighed, full of thoughts. If this method could be as clear as cutting off the past and cutting off the future, as long as he acted according to the plan, there would be a high possibility of success. He had already tried it, but Senior Brother Qi had already I made it clear that even if I give up martial arts, I may not be able to completely kill me. It is equivalent to wasting my efforts, and I have lost my biggest support, and I have become a useless person from now on. The road is elusive, unpredictable and full of variables. How can I make up my mind

Starting from the legend, we can take a shortcut through the method. The road is indescribable, and the journey is naturally elusive.

Full of thoughts, he walked confidently and unknowingly he reached the outside of Guangling City. The river was surging and the dusk was heavy. It seemed that nothing had changed in thousands of years.

This is the place where I last saw Xiao Sang.

She struggled, she lost. Meng Qi closed his eyes. The past was clear and vivid in his mind. Gu Xiaosang's expression and tone were so real, as if it happened just now.

Opening his eyes with deep eyes, Meng Qi saw through the twilight mist that there were many moored ships at the riverside port, with lights dotted like stars.

One year spent similar, each year is different.

The river flowed, and it was no different from the past to the present. Meng Qi walked closer, and the scenes from the past echoed in his mind.

Judging from all the clues obtained so far, Xiao Sang never gave up. Even if he was forced to choose to die at my hands, he still left a way out, waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback.

She is such a person, far-reaching and unpredictable, and will never give up easily.

A witch is a witch, the kind of witch you think is dead and has no chance of resurrection, but you see her return in a white fur dress under the dim lights.

Xiao Sang left a backup plan and seemed to place her hope of resurrection on me. Then why did she believe that I could do it

Is it a solution within no solution, or is it mixed with subtle emotions of expectation

Should I be sure of my future, or should I trust my ability and adaptability

Meng Qi's thoughts were flying, and finally he returned to the matter of martial arts strength, and he was lost in thought for a long time.

The bright moon gradually rose, the clear light fell, and in the silence, his green robe floated, his back was bleak, and he stepped across the river and took a stroll to the north.

After another lost night, Meng Qi found himself on the bank of a vast misty lake as the sun rose in the east. It was also a familiar place, and it was also a memory engraved in his memory.

What was once Bayan Valley is now Bayan Lake.

After sitting there for several months and hunting patiently, the wolf king was finally killed.

Sitting opposite each other on the lake, you are a white lotus, and I am a green lantern. Unexpectedly, one word has become a prophecy.

The waves are sparkling, bathed in the morning light, and there are fishing boats and gorgeously decorated building boats on the shore.

Meng Qi breathed in the breeze on the lake and recalled various past events. There were a few tourists passing by nearby.

This is Bayan Valley

Yes, the Crazy Knife killed the Wolf King in Bayan Valley, where he witnessed his first ranking at the top of the list. Witnessed his transformation from Crazy Sword to Yuan Emperor.

Later, Emperor Yuan also fought a battle here, turning Bayan Valley into Bayan Lake.

Yes, at that time, he transformed into an extremely evil demon, went deep into the enemy's cave, and fought fiercely with several great masters. He also encountered an ambush, but he was not spared due to the cause and effect, and finally won a great victory.

It is really a place filled with the feats of our predecessors. Please take a photo for me and I will keep it as a souvenir.

Weren't you always worried before? Why do you suddenly feel relaxed again

Hey, the Human Emperor has a surviving family to help him. It is said that there are many powerful people in the legend, and he is not afraid of the demon clan and Luo Jiao at all. Why should we worry in vain? Quick, quick, take a photo of me and Bayan Valley. In front of me, there is the invincible Crazy Sword, and now there is the famous Sword Master. close

Listening to their words, Meng Qi couldn't help but smile. This is how you see yourself in the eyes of others

The focus of the Bayan Valley in my own memories is completely different from what they said.

They only care about their own strength, their own record, and nothing else. What appeared in front of my eyes was the sick girl in white with red cheeks and strange spirit.

Because this is my experience.

Because I can never forget it.

Feeling suddenly relaxed, Meng Qi smiled and slowly left the Bayan Valley, like a tourist with nothing to do. I traveled all over the country, returned to places in my memory, and pursued myself.

Traveling alone thousands of miles. Reporting to Shaolin relies on strength, what is sensational is the achievements, and what is unforgettable is the generous and passionate emotion of seeing death as home.

Rushing on a moonlit night, carrying the wounded on my back, one sword at a time, relying on strength, gaining benefits, and feeling the joy of grudges and grudges in my heart.

In the Shaolin Temple, the strength is low, and the most unforgettable thing is the master and the junior brother.

Bit by bit, peeling off the outside and revealing the inside, Meng Qi gradually became peaceful, just like the bright moon hanging quietly in the night sky.

Without martial arts, who would I be

Stopping at the edge of the cliff, looking at the blue water, lapping at the mountain wall and stirring up foam, Meng Qi suddenly let out a breath and made a decision in his heart.

It was only then that he seemed to understand what Master Xuanbei often said about letting go, the so-called breaking the law.

Then just give it a try

Without martial arts, wouldn’t I be who I am

Taking one step forward, he stepped onto the ocean, stepped on the waves, and moved forward step by step. At dawn, he arrived at a fairy island shrouded in clouds and mist, and said loudly: Yuxu Su Meng, please see Fairy Hunyuan.

After a brief pause, the voice of Hunyuan Fairy Bi Jingxuan came from deep in the clouds and mist:

What's the matter with Master Su

Meng Qi cupped his hands and said: Su asked the fairy for help with something. If he is lucky enough to survive in the future, he will be rewarded generously.

What's the matter? Bi Jingxuan didn't agree or disagree.

He also asked the fairy to use the Hunyuan Golden Dou to cut off Su's body. Meng Qi said seriously.

"You're crazy." Bi Jingxuan blurted out, then fell silent. She seemed to have guessed something. After a long time, she said, "You really want to do this."

Meng Qi smiled and said: If you don't go to me, how can you see me

There are always dangers of one kind or another on the road to martial arts. If you don't face this, you will eventually face others.

Bi Jingxuan said no more, and flew out of the Hunyuan Golden Dou from the depths of the clouds and mist. The golden light fell, and the Yellow River formed, twisting and turning, and surging with waves, and stopped Meng Qi Ni Wan.

Meng Qi did not use Taishang Wuji Yuanshi Qingyun to resist. He felt that his Tao power was being quickly chipped away. He felt that the Dharma body that had been cultivated through hard work gradually faded away from the rules of integration and became a mortal again, familiar and relied on. The martial arts strength that seems to have become his own hands and feet has all disappeared, leaving only the cause of all the effects with him, but without strength, how can he operate it

What would it be like without martial arts

Empty, inexplicably frightened, without any sense of security.

Hunyuan Jindou flew back, and the corner of Meng Qi's mouth suddenly twitched. Without martial arts, it was really a bad experience.

It’s simply embarrassing in capital letters.

My clothes were transformed by Tao power, and the rest of the things were stored in the Jue Dao. Now that I have no strength, I can't take out the clothes, and I can't keep them on my body.

So, an exhibitionist appeared in front of Sanxiao Island

Bi Jingxuan didn't seem to expect this situation. She stayed silent for a while before throwing out a set of clothes belonging to an ordinary male disciple. .