Meng Qi gnawed on the chicken leg and felt that Hua Tiange's sad face was too obvious. As the leader of a sect and an experienced master in the world, he actually showed such a sad face on his fiftieth birthday in front of most heroes from all over the world. , where has the city’s self-cultivation gone
It is normal for people to be unable to control their expressions when encountering something shocking or unbelievable when they are unprepared. However, the challenge made by the Qinshan Sword Sect was an agreement made three years ago, so Hua Tiange would be worried. I should have been worried a long time ago, so why do I still act like a fool or a newbie in the world? How does it look like an old Jianghu
Moreover, they are only competing for the temporary management rights of the strange stones outside the world. They are not completely lost. There is still a chance to get them back in three years. It is like losing a relative.
This time Zengxian Sect, like the last Qinshan Sword Sect, has gained a lot from the strange stones outside the world, and has created several new sets of martial arts. However, the sword skills and sword skills have not yet been perfected, and the disciples have no time to master them, so the chance of winning is slim. , no wonder the Hua Clan Master is so worried, even his hair has turned a lot white. Wu Qinxin sighed and said, Who wouldn't yearn for the strange rocks in the sky, the various sects and heroes from all over the world, but Zengxian Sect and Qinshan Sword Sect have big sects and aristocratic families behind them, and it makes sense, so they can only Just join in the fun and won't rob in person.
A short old man at the banquet chuckled and said: Ever since he got the strange stone from heaven, the head of the Hua Sect has had more gray hair every day, which is really enviable.
Of course you have to be envious. If you devote all your energy to comprehend martial arts from the strange stones in the sky and feel the breath of the ancient gods, how can you not consume energy and be born early
Shangguan Han let out a light sigh: Hualun is not here.
He didn't know half of the disciples accompanying Hua Tiange, but that didn't stop him from discovering that Hua Lun was not there. After all, Hua Lun was also a well-known master in the mountains and rivers.
Meng Qi frowned slightly when Hua Lun was not there. Something was wrong. Maybe Hua Tiange's sad look was because of something else.
As a vassal of the Zhenyi Sect affiliated with the Zhenwu Sect. Meng Qi naturally had a better impression of the Zengxian Sect than the Qinshan Sword Sect, so he subconsciously took their side.
However, if he loses, he will only lose the power of temporary management for three years. Meng Qi has no intention of helping, and besides, he has no name.
Could it be that Hua Lun was afraid? At the banquet, a man carrying two maces gloated.
Because it was a flowing banquet, Hua Tiange did not stop martial arts people who were not on good terms with his sect from attending, and they did not come to have a banquet. They simply came to join in the fun because they heard that the Zengxian sect could lose very high. Be happy.
Hualun is a direct descendant of the true family. If you lose, you won't lose. Even if you think the chance of winning is slim, you won't back down. Besides, if you lose to Huang Yun and Huang Shaoxia, who can laugh at him? Wu Qinxin feels that it is unlikely that Hua Lun will not fight. As the head of the family, who can say that he will definitely win against Huang Yun. How normal it is to lose to him.
Meng Qi listened to their discussion about this matter with a spirit of gossip. At the same time, he did not relax and enjoy the delicious food. Zengxianmen occupied nearby fields, and there were mines and medicinal fields in the mountains. It was generous and the chef hired was very good. The salt-baked fat chicken completely exuded the delicious aroma of chicken, and was tender and smooth. It's better than all kinds of seasonings and I can't stop talking.
Brother Meng, you can see the strange rocks in the sky soon. Wu Qinxin did not ignore his companions.
Meng Qi held the chicken in his mouth. His mouth was full of oil and he was speechless, so he could only nod lightly.
Others at the table laughed dumbly, shook their heads, and regarded Meng Qi as an idle man who came here to eat and drink with Wu Qinxin.
Wu Qinxin frowned. Brother Meng must have been too involved in eating. Everyone came here mainly to watch the battle and join in the fun, not to have a banquet. Shangguan Han smiled, and his judgment was indeed correct.
Hua Tiange walked up to the top with several elders and disciples, and coughed lightly: "You good men come to congratulate me on my birthday. I am very grateful."
After a bunch of polite words, he sighed: As you all know, the Qinshan Sword Sect is scheduled to come today to fulfill the three-year agreement. Please don't take offense if there is any interruption.
Everyone immediately expressed that they didn't mind. Except for those who were close to Zengxian Sect, no one came to watch the competition.
Hua Tiange took out a package from his sleeve and placed it on an empty banquet table: This is a strange stone from heaven, please all witness it.
The heroes in the martial arts world held their breaths and stared intently at Hua Tiange unwrapping the package, hoping to understand the peerless martial arts from a distance.
Meng Qi picked up the fish with chopsticks, and the salty taste filled his mouth, and he cast his gaze over it.
The package was slowly untied, revealing a fist-sized black stone inside. It looked ordinary, but if you look at it carefully, you will have a feeling that a terrifying beast is sealed inside, which will shake your mind.
Meng Qi is no stranger to the pressure of gods. He can simulate it himself, and it is blocked by black stones. This kind of pressure is vague and difficult to feel in detail.
Worthy of being a strange stone from the heavens, Wu Qinxin murmured as if he was lost in thought.
The veins in Shangguan Han's hand holding the bamboo chopsticks were clearly visible. His eyes were completely attracted by the strange stone in the sky, and he wanted to snatch it away and study it carefully.
Tsk, apart from the blood of the gods, the strange stone itself is also extraordinary. It can isolate most of the pressure of the gods and is a good material for refining weapons. Meng Qi secretly lamented that he could think with the tip of his toes that the artifact with this extraterrestrial stone should be able to protect the soul from stimulation and weaken mental attacks.
Hua Tiange showed the strange stone to everyone to show that he had nothing to hide. This made the hall quiet, and everyone watched with bated breath.
Before he put down the stone, hearty laughter rang out from the gate: Master Hua was really a trustworthy person, he had taken out the strange stone early, and I admired him.
Meng Qi followed the crowd and turned to look around, and saw about ten more people at the door. The one walking at the front was a gray-haired old man with a pale face, wearing a green robe, carrying a long sword, and with an airy temperament.
Suifeng Jianning said a few words. Wu Qinxin introduced the outsider Meng Qi in a low voice.
Meng Qi nodded lightly, glanced at Ning Jidao's wooden scabbard, and then looked at the two young men beside him. One of them had a crown, a broad robe and long sleeves, a sword-like eyebrow and starry eyes, and hands like jade. There was a hint of arrogance in his expression. The other young man was in his early twenties and had ordinary appearance. The smile was gentle and somewhat chic, and he was holding a long sword with a shark skin scabbard in his hand.
Feiyun Sword Huang Shaoxia Wu Qinxin looked at the young man with a gentle smile and said, her eyes were shining, which made Shangguan Han very unhappy.
The other one is Meng Qi, who feels that the other person's momentum is no worse than Huang Yun.
Shangguan Han frowned and said: I don’t know.
Wu Qinxin also shook her head, indicating that she didn't recognize him either. She pointed at the two young swordsmen behind Huang Yun and said: Jinghong Sword Luo Qiusheng, Tarsal Bone Soft Sword Tao Kang, they are called the Three Swords of Qinshan together with Huang Shaoxia, but they are not named. Most of the head was earned by Huang Shaoxia. They are all in the realm of the four orifices.
She looked down upon Luo Qiusheng and Tao Kang, thinking that they only gained their current fame because of Huang Yun.
I have never heard of Meng Qi curling his lips.
Head Ning arrived on time. He didn't know that this distinguished guest was Hua Tiange, but he obviously didn't recognize the young man with an arrogant look and a crown.
Ning Jidao smiled and introduced: This is Mr. Zhang Zhihui, a member of the Huijun lineage of the Zhang family in Longnan, and is known as Lieyang Divine Palm in the world.
It turns out that he is a descendant of a branch of the Zhang family in Longnan. No wonder he has a bit of arrogance from the family, Meng Qi suddenly thought.
It turns out to be the God Palm of the Fierce Sun. Rumor has it that he is only a few steps away from being on the list of people. If he opens his seven orifices, he will definitely be able to enter the Wuqin Heart Tunnel.
Shangguan Han and everyone else at the banquet frowned: Zhang from Longnan sent someone directly.
Zhang Zhihui politely congratulated Hua Tiange on his birthday. At the end of the journey, he said: "I have been here in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River. I heard that Huang Xiandi was going to compete with your son, so I came here to have a look. I had no other intention."
Hua Tiange nodded. He smiled bitterly and said: "Please forgive me. The dog went out the day before yesterday and has not returned yet. I am very worried."
Hua Shaoxia frowned slightly before replying to Ning Jidao. Which three disciples did Master Hua Sect send to the battle
Everyone was disappointed for a moment. Could it be that they missed the battle between the masters who were looking forward to it? Could it be that Hua Lun really didn't care about his face and escaped from the battle
Hua Tiange has not yet taken it back. Huang Yun smiled gently and said: "If Hua Shaoxia doesn't go out to fight, the inferior sect will win without force. It's better to do this. The competition time will be postponed for three days to show our respect. If Hua Shaoxia has not returned after three days, Hua sect will Is it okay if the Lord appoints another disciple
Hua Tiange didn't expect Huang Yun to be so reasonable and looked at Ning Jidao in shock.
Ning Jidao pondered and smiled, saying with a smile: Yun'er's opinion is my opinion.
So good, so good. Hua Tiange said with some gratitude that he originally planned to add another disciple.
The heroes at the banquets everywhere were even more disappointed. Not only were there no masters competing, but even the competition took three days, so it was a waste of time. Meng Qi had the same idea as them, and it was not a big deal to watch the excitement.
Suddenly, the hall was a little noisy.
Huang Yun looked around and smiled: Master Hua Sect, various heroes have been waiting for a long time. If we disperse like this, it will inevitably hurt their enthusiasm. How about three disciples of our sect randomly select a few heroes to discuss and give advice? , with everyone’s wishes.
Hua Tiange's face suddenly turned ugly. This was a prestige, and Huang Yun could choose his own disciples. He would slap him first and then slap him again three days later.
As expected, Huang Shaoxia was pleased to see many people watching the fun cheering.
Hua Tiange thought that he had just received a favor from Huang Yun and would be criticized if he turned against him now, and the guests were in high spirits, so he smiled bitterly and said: Huang Shaoxia is really considerate of people's hearts. Please send your disciples to give guidance.
Huang Yun gave Luo Qiusheng, Jinghong Sword, a look to tell him to leave.
Standing with his sword in hand, the cold and thin Luo Qiusheng, with a fleshless face, walked to the specially reserved place for the competition in the center of the banquet, raised his hands and said: "Junior, please give me some advice from Brother Hu."
Sure enough, Hua Tiange's heart sank. The Brother Hu mentioned by Luo Qiusheng was the disciple of an elder from the Zengxian Sect and was one of the three people scheduled to fight.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the disciple surnamed Hu could not refuse, and went out to fight with his sword. The swords on both sides were dazzling, and they tried their best to change themselves, and the sound of clanging was constant.
Wu Qinxin, Shangguan Han and others all praised the good swordsmanship. It was obvious that their swordsmanship was extraordinary in their eyes.
Meng Qi looked at it with great interest and murmured softly: Five flaws, six flaws, three flaws
He couldn't wait to get off the field and practice.
When the fight was in full swing, Luo Qiusheng knocked away the disciple named Hu's long sword with one strike, causing him to stumble back and bump into the banquet where Meng Qi and others were sitting.
Meng Qi swung his long sword to stop him from knocking over the delicious food.
Everyone's eyes turned over and saw Meng Qi with a chicken leg in his mouth. His current image was like a firefly in the dark night, unusually outstanding.
Oops, Meng Qi secretly regretted not posing properly.
Grant. The disciple named Hu bowed his hands in shame.
Luo Qiusheng looked back at Huang Yun and saw him nodding slightly, so he changed his target and no longer challenged the Zengxian disciples to avoid being too deliberate. He looked at it and pointed at the outstanding Meng Qi: This young knight , would like to have a discussion
I, Meng Qi, put down the chicken leg bone, pointed at his nose and said, a little sword fight shouldn’t reveal my identity.
Luo Qiusheng squeezed out a smile on his expressionless face: "Of course, everyone will wait until they click."
Meng Qi took out his handkerchief, wiped his mouth and hands leisurely, then threw the handkerchief on the banquet and looked at Luo Qiusheng with a bright smile:
Then I won't be polite. . .