As soon as he finished speaking, the mist swayed and dissipated rapidly. There was no man in feathers and high crown in front of Meng Qi. The boat was still sailing on the lake. Beside him, Gu Changqing and Zhenhui were still adjusting their breath and meditating. The boatman behind him was shaking his oars as if they had not changed through the ages. The frequency is extremely high, and it is like a sharp arrow driven by the wind.
Looking at the sparkling lake, Meng Qi really had a feeling that his dream was a reality. It seemed that the encounter with the man in feathers and high crown was just a dream of his. When he woke up from the dream, there was no trace, but the yellow card in his hand was like a dream. The talisman and the complicated and difficult-to-identify patterns on it reminded him that someone had indeed been here just now. They did not alert Gu Changqing and Zhenhui, nor did they make him alert or aware at all.
Such strength is already extraordinary
What kind of organization is this? Meng Qi frowned and thought, and quietly put the talisman in his arms. It's always good to have more escape routes.
Regarding this organization, Meng Qi had some vague guesses. It was probably the mysterious organization behind Xie Jiugui. After all, this was the only mysterious organization he had come into contact with for the time being. It was impossible for other organizations to pay attention to him for no reason.
Is Qu Jiuniang also from this organization? Meng Qi thought of the beautiful proprietress of Hanhai's first hotel. If she really has the strength of the location and belongs to this organization, then the power of this organization is indeed extraordinary. It is not ordinary for a strong location person to be the inn owner. Second level luxury.
After thinking hard for a while, Meng Qi had no clue, so he had to gather his thoughts and continue to meditate with his eyes closed to regain his energy.
Most of the night passed, Meng Qi recovered some of his strength and was able to fight again. At this time, the wind stopped and the rain stopped, and the bright moon broke through the clouds, casting a clear light, like a dream.
arrive. The boatman docked the boat on the shore and looked at Meng Qi dully.
Meng Qi heartbrokenly took out the bag that Sui Shenzui had given him, poured out some of the gems, and handed it to the boatman: That's enough
It was inconvenient for the horse bandits to carry gold and silver. Some of the property will always be exchanged for gems, so various gems are considered hard currency in the Western Regions, and there are almost uniform valuation standards. Of course, there will always be differences in this kind of thing. The prices appraised by different people in different places will inevitably fluctuate. Meng Qi was eager to obey the authority and couldn't care less.
The gemstones of Zui Zui were of better quality than those of Zhongya She. The boatman looked at them carefully and counted them. He handed Meng Qi two dollars back: "That's too much."
It was still honest. Meng Qi felt a little better. It was an unexpected windfall anyway, so let's take the loss. He was heartbroken before because his plan did not change quickly and he could not continue to squander Zhong Yashe's wealth.
Senior brother, wherever we go, Master is still spreading secrets. When the boatman rowed away, Zhenhui looked at Meng Qi longingly.
Meng Qi had a headache and said: Junior brother, don't worry yet, the master is very powerful. There is great blessing in the sky. It is hard to say that the crying old man has been beaten back now. Let's hide in Tanhan for a few days to avoid this storm. Then inquire about his whereabouts.
Since the two sides have been fighting hard for more than ten days, Meng Qi believes that there will not be much change in a while, and Shaolin reinforcements are coming, so long as the crying old man is not stupid. Will choose to retreat when faced with difficulties.
The problem now is how to send the junior brother back to the master without getting caught. Meng Qi is very distressed.
Although Zhenhui was a little dazed, he still understood the truth. Knowing that his senior brother risking his life to save him would definitely cause a storm, and it would be very dangerous if he didn't avoid the limelight these days, he nodded and said, "Okay, let's go to Tanhan."
After saying that, he looked at Meng Qi with bright eyes: Senior brother, when will you attract thunder? Isn't this a means of location shooting
Let me go, you just realized it now. Meng Qi looked at the sky speechlessly. I dared to believe that the calmness on his face before was because the reflex arc was too long.
Meng Qi suppressed his disgusted expression and said kindly: Senior brother, I had an adventure when I was being hunted.
Oh, adventure. Zhenhui's eyes became brighter and brighter. Based on the experience he gained from listening to stories, traveling around the world was bound to be accompanied by adventures.
Gu Changqing next to him nodded thoughtfully. It turned out that the thunder was really caused by Xiao Meng. This was almost an outdoor scene. I don't know what kind of adventure it was.
Seeing the curious expressions on their faces, Meng Qi, who hadn't yet figured out how to talk nonsense, could only laugh twice in an attempt to divert attention.
Xiao Meng, what are you laughing at? Gu Changqing asked doubtfully.
Meng Qi pointed forward and said: "I rescued my junior brother and escaped from the siege of horse bandits. From now on, the sea is wide and the fish can jump, and the sky is high and the birds can fly. Isn't it worth laughing at?"
Haha, it is indeed worth laughing. Gu Changqing consciously completed a heroic act, made good friends who were heroic and courageous, and felt happy.
Meng Qi suddenly felt that something was wrong. The conversation just now sounded like Cao Mengde. It would not be fun if a group of horse bandits suddenly appeared in front of him and blocked the way.
He shook his head, got rid of this bad idea, and said with a smile: "It's not suitable to stay here for a long time. Let's go to Hanhai immediately. After today, Hanhai will definitely leave our name."
Gu Changqing also smiled and said: We still don't know what will happen to us, but if this experience of yours, Xiao Meng, spreads, you will definitely be on the list of people and attract the attention of the world.
No matter what method was used, the fact that he was able to kill two masters with perfect nine orifices shows how terrifying Meng Qi is. He will definitely be included in the list of people ranked by combat power. Of course, how high he can be ranked will not be noticed by others. Whether you feel motivated or not, or whether you think the challenge is promising, is another matter.
I hope I can have a good nickname, Meng Qi thought silently, and the three of them performed Qinggong and rushed to the edge of the oasis.
The wind and sand were so violent that it caused pain on the face. Even though Meng Qi could open his eyes and ears, he could hardly detect what was happening five feet away.
Less than half a day after leaving Yuhai, the three of them encountered a real sandstorm on their way to Tanhan. The power of the heaven and earth was terrifying, and the wind and sand covered the sky and the sun, as if they were going to bury people.
Dark gold flows around Meng Qi's body, blocking the invasion of wind and sand. Due to the existence of the golden bell, the initial damage caused by the sandstorm has little impact on him, but the symptoms such as water evaporation, dry throat, and difficulty breathing are not the same as the current golden bell. If you can offset it, you can only support it patiently.
Compared to him, Zhenhui and Gu Changqing were even more miserable. They didn't have a golden bell, and they didn't have the experience of practicing in front of Huohu. They covered their faces with kerchiefs and were struggling to walk.
He had to find a place to hide from weathered rocks and hills. Meng Qi used voice transmission to secretly tell Zhenhui and Gu Changqing that he himself was not a big problem, but if the sandstorm was more violent, the three of them would be blown away without warning.
Zhenhui quietly hid behind Meng Qi. Using his senior brother as a shield to block the wind and sand, he suddenly said: Senior brother, there seems to be a light in front of you.
Meng Qi was stunned for a moment and looked around. Sure enough, he saw a vague black figure behind the layers of wind and sand. It seemed to be a house, with a faint light shining through.
If this was not an oasis, why would there be buildings? Meng Qi was very confused, but after looking at the current state of Zhenhui and Gu Changqing, he felt that continuing like this was not an option. So he nodded and said: Let's go there to take shelter from the wind and sand, but be careful.
Maybe it's a relic of past oasis buildings, Gu Changqing guessed.
In the Western Region, with the transfer of water sources and the invasion of wind and sand, some oases are always covered by sand and abandoned by humans. Gu Changqing is not surprised.
Too. Meng Qi put aside his worries for a moment and used himself as a shield to clear the wind and sand. Moving forward like a chariot.
After passing through the heavy wind and sand, Meng Qi was suddenly stunned, because the building in front of him was not a ruin, but a new-looking Buddhist temple. The temple is not big, it only looks like a hall, and it is not gorgeous. It is just made of ordinary Gobi rocks. Dusty and lifeless.
But at this moment, I saw it in the vast wind and sand. Seeing a little green light like a bean inside, there is unimaginable physical and mental peace.
It shouldn't be a place for eating people. Meng Qi's senses were affected and he could only inspect it for a moment, then walked to the temple door and patted it gently.
Amitabha, the sandstorm is fierce, the three of you don't need to be polite. A clear voice came from the temple.
Meng Qi opened the temple door, and the first thing he saw was a stone statue of Buddha with a face full of kindness and compassion. It bears the pure seal of Nirvana, and the green lamp in front of it is swaying, illuminating the room.
At the second glance, he saw a young monk sitting cross-legged in front of the Buddha statue. He was in his twenties. His facial features were not outstanding, but he gave people a feeling of freshness and purity. Meng Qi tried hard to play the role but always failed. A little bit of the heat.
Amitabha, thank you Master for taking me here. Meng Qi clasped his hands together.
Although he had not shaved his head for ten days and there was already a light layer of black hair on his head, he still subconsciously followed Buddhist etiquette.
The young monk smiled plainly and said: "Junior brother, there is no need to be polite. The poor monk built the Buddhist temple in this deserted place in the Gobi Desert to provide a refuge for those who have lost their way. Pure lands are everywhere, not only in the Paradise, but also in the bottom of my heart." Next to every devout monk.
Senior brother, this is the Buddhist temple you built. Meng Qi asked in astonishment.
When Buddhists meet each other, if they don't know the name of the Dharma, they can directly address the Dharma Master, or they can address each other as senior fellow apprentice.
The young monk pointed with his right hand, motioning Meng Qi and the others to sit on the ground, and then said with a smile: The poor monk has been here for more than half a year and built this Buddhist temple hand by hand.
Brother, this is a meritorious move. Zhenhui said with admiration.
Meng Qi frowned slightly, could he be an ascetic monk
The young monk still had that indifferent smile: On the day when the poor monk came down from the mountain, he made a great wish before the Buddha to build forty-nine Buddhist temples in the Gobi and deserts of the Western Regions to provide rest for travelers. A place of refuge from the wind.
Having said this, he paused and laughed at himself: It can be regarded as for merit. The poor monk's dharma name is Hongneng. I don't know how to call the two junior brothers. I don't know how to call this benefactor.
The poor monk Zhen Ding, he is the poor monk’s junior brother Zhenhui, Gu Jiabao Gu Changqing. Meng Qi introduced them one by one, wondering where the senior brother's mountain gate was.
Just as Hong Neng was about to speak, he suddenly smiled and said: Monsters are not allowed here, benefactor, please come in.
Monster Meng Qi and Gu Changqing turned their heads in shock and looked at the door. Could it be that there was a monster
Zhenhui's eyes were bright and she was quite excited.
The door opened, and a man carrying a package walked in. He was thin, with a fleshless face and slightly wrinkled eyebrows, giving people a cold feeling.
Senior brother Zhenguan Zhenhui blurted out in surprise.
Meng Qi also recognized this man. He was the Zhen Guan who had been expelled from the temple because of a crazy attack on him. He was the Zhen Guan who came from the secret path in the back mountain of Shaolin. He was said by the master to have become a semi-human being. The true view of the demon body. .