Inside the six gates of Zhoujun, Kong Yu, the Qingshou arrester, listened to the middle-aged man's report with his hands behind his hands, frowned slightly and said: Are you sure he is the thunder-sword mad monk
Going back to Qingshou to catch the head, not sure. A middle-aged man is not qualified to see the six secret doors. With the blurry portrait published on the list of people, it is impossible to determine whether Meng Qi, who has long eyebrows, is authentic. False identity.
Since we are facing Yedu Yingjie, after taking action, the Golden Bell Cover, Ananda's Pojie Sword Technique, etc. cannot be concealed and his identity can be confirmed.
Kong Yu nodded lightly and said to himself: "Witch, which witch? What trouble did he cause? Why did he want the sword to meet Yedu Yingjie?"
He was not surprised that the person who taught He Mu was the Thunder Sword Mad Monk. He was rated as one of the top ranked swordsmen with left-handed swords and right-handed swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship was exquisite. Now that a few months have passed and he has practiced hard behind closed doors for a long time, it is normal for his swordsmanship to improve again.
The middle-aged man looked at Kong Yu and made a bold suggestion: Qing Shou arrests the head, do you want to send someone to monitor the thunder knife crazy monk tonight, or talk to him directly
Don't worry, the last words of the Thunder Sword Monk mean that we should not rush to find him or monitor him, so as not to alert the enemy, let's wait and see what happens. Kong Yu waved his hand, pondered for a moment and continued, "There are definitely not many people who are qualified to be called a witch by the mad monk of the Thunder Blade. This matter may be very serious. I have to report it to the Yinzhang head catcher."
There are three counties in Ye, and each county has a governor with nine orifices to catch the head. At the six gates of the county, there is a silver medal catcher and two green ribbon catchers. The former is a first-rate master of exterior shooting, and the latter is either a half-step exterior shooting master. , either the senior Jiu Qiao with powerful combat power, or the elite tiger and leopard head catcher with eighteen people, with at least eight Qiao in combat power, responsible for the peace of the entire Zhou County, and Kong Yu is the half-step exterior scene that has just broken through, from the outside Everyone who came to Ye from the county was made a head catcher with a green ribbon.
Normally. There is no need to trouble Yin Zhang to arrest the head of a martial arts fight in the awakening stage, but Kong Yu has just arrived, and the matter is weird. It is related to the master of the list. He plays it safe and is not good at it.
The middle-aged man cautiously proposed: Kong is the head hunter. Should he inform the governors of the three counties to arrest the head
He quietly changed his name, trying to get closer to Kong Yu, and climbed up the big tree.
Kong Yu thought for a while: If you don't tell them first, you can go find Xu Captou and come over.
Xu Wanqing, the head catcher. The head of a tiger and leopard with all its nine orifices opened, Kong Yu brought to Yedu's confidants.
Meng Qi adjusted his breath and nourished his mind, and slept soundly, as if he had no worries at all. At dawn, he woke up naturally, practiced boxing and kicking in the courtyard, and then cooked millet porridge with a few pickles. After Hululu finished eating, he then hung up Xiejie and Ziwu, and slowly walked to the courtyard gate like a walk after dinner.
I don't know when a carriage stopped at the door. It's still covered with white felt, and it's still driven by a coachman with a zombie face.
With a creak, the carriage door opened, and the pretty and innocent Ya looked around at Xiao Sang, holding a big cloak. He jumped out of the car door and came over with a respectful expression and a smile on his lips: Master. I didn’t expect you to have the ability to cook delicious food, but I won’t bother you to do it yourself in the future, leave it all to Xiao Zi.
She was used to putting the big cloak on Meng Qi as if it were natural, and she spoke affectionately. It was obvious that she was doting on the maid.
Do I dare to eat what you made? Meng Qi got on the carriage without hesitation and sat down.
Gu Xiaosang took the package and leaned over with a smile. The faint fragrance filled his nostrils, making Meng Qi feel uncomfortable.
What do you do as a maid? You need to know how to behave. Meng Qi manipulates his master's tone.
Gu Xiaosang was stunned. He didn't expect Meng Qi to be so into the drama. He immediately smiled and said: Master, you are famous in the city and act as your true self. Of course you have to modify your appearance, just like you did when we met at Yudaiqiao.
When Meng Qi went to buy a sharp weapon and a long sword, he used mystical skills to fine-tune his face, and also used a disguise bag purchased from the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation. In addition, half a year had passed, and his eyebrows had grown wider. Unless he was an extremely familiar person, he would never have recognized him at that time. He is the Gentleman Sword Meng Qi.
Hearing this, Meng Qi said nothing more, nodded slightly, and let Gu Xiaosang take out the various cosmetic items in the package, smear them on his face, and quietly control the fine-tuning of his muscles.
After a while, Gu Xiaosang clapped his hands and said happily and innocently: "Okay, Master, look."
She took out a clear bronze mirror and held it up in front of Meng Qi's eyes. She could see that Meng Qi still looked vaguely like himself inside. There was no trace of dressing up, but his skin color was slightly bronze, and his edges and corners were more distinct, giving him a bit more masculinity. , looks heroic and extraordinary, completely different from Junzi Jian.
My craftsmanship is good. My craftsmanship is good. Gu Xiaosang tilted his head, expecting praise.
If it weren't for my Xuan Gong, there would be no such good results. Meng Qi hummed, taking the master's attitude and ignoring her.
Hearing Meng Qi's hum, Gu Xiaosang smiled happily, as if he had received the compliment he was most looking forward to, and he said confidently: Not even close, well, Master, your clothes are too bookish and not suitable for the Thunder Knife Monk. You should change them.
I never admit that my nickname is Thunder Blade Mad Monk Meng Qi looked at Gu Xiaosang seriously.
Gu Xiaosang didn't care. He took out a black outfit from the package and waited on Meng Qi to change in the carriage.
Since it was just a coat, Meng Qi didn't resist and just let Gu Xiaosang get busy.
A brave, masculine, and upright good man. Gu Xiaosang buttoned the last button of her black outfit, rested her cheek with her left hand, and tilted her head to look at Meng Qi. Her eyes were flowing and her beautiful eyes were shining. Suddenly, she clapped her hands again, not even close.
She found a black hero scarf and tied it on Meng Qi's forehead. She took two steps back and reached the seat opposite, smiling as she admired her masterpiece.
Meng Qi glanced at the bronze mirror and found that he was really handsome and masculine in black outfit and black hero scarf, with a bit of coldness. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Girls are better at matching clothes. My previous green blouse, The wide robe and big sleeves look good, but I always feel like something is missing.
Gu Xiaosang admired it for a while, nodded with satisfaction, and magically found a long knife. The scabbard was dark and unpretentious.
Master, your current sword has been used in Yicheng. It is inconvenient to show it to others, so you might as well change it to this one. Hey, he killed the iron-handed man and demon with one sword. It was so majestic and domineering. Gu Xiaosang handed the long sword to Meng Qi.
At that time, she was watching Meng Qi's shamelessness, and saw Tang Jing killing the iron-handed demon with Duan Qingjing. How could Gu Xiaosang not guess that it was her vest.
He drew out the long knife, and the clanking sound was low and continuous, as if someone was whispering in his ear. It brings up a lot of thoughts.
Take a closer look at this long sword. The blade is dazzling and looks like a pearl. There is a seal on it that reads: Whisper.
The name of this sword is Qingyu, which is like a whisper in the heart, and it complements the first two moves of your Ananda Pojie sword. Gu Xiaosang introduced it and took off Xie Jie. My little maid will help you, the master, to keep this precious sword.
One knife for another.
In Yicheng, Meng Qi used his own understanding to develop the essence of Ananda's Pojie Sword Technique and Purple Thunder Sword Technique, and did not copy the moves exactly. To prevent anyone from recognizing him, this time, he planned to use his sword skills openly and openly, using essence to activate them, so he didn't worry about being recognized as the Second Young Master of Tang Dynasty.
Moreover, in the past six months, Meng Qi has mastered the changes in the moves of "Crazy Thunder Shaking the Sky", and has a deeper understanding. He can completely show the fierceness of his sword skills differently from Tang Jing.
Of course, if you use the purple thunder sword technique in front of Shan Xiu Mei. That is self-inflicted.
Meng Qi pondered for a moment, but did not stop Gu Xiaosang from taking Xie Jie, and hung Qing Yu around his waist.
Gu Xiaosang suddenly wrinkled his delicate eyebrows: No, if you are a scholar. It's okay to wear a sword, but Master, the way you are dressed now looks very strange.
She rummaged through the package and approached Meng Qi again. Qingyu and Ziwu were tied behind Meng Qi's back.
The long knife extends from the upper right to the lower left. The handle of the knife is easy to hold with the right hand, and the meridian extends from the upper left to the lower right. The sword tassel hangs down on the left shoulder.
That's it, that's how Gu Xiaosang's beautiful eyes should shine.
Meng Qi looked at the bronze mirror again and felt a heroic and aloof aura coming towards his face.
We are still outstanding, he thought with a hint of embarrassment.
Gu Xiaosang's beautiful eyes rolled around, and she said with a smile: Master, don't you like to show your holiness in front of others? This sword test in Yedu, you must have enough momentum and posture, and a master must look like a master.
Meng Qi breathed out a sigh of relief.
Wanhualou, the best restaurant and inn on Yuqiao Street.
In the lobby, many people from all walks of life, businessmen, businessmen, and small officials were dining and discussing the most eye-catching martial arts competition in Yedu.
The guests at a table near the door suddenly felt something in their hearts. They turned around and looked at the door. They saw a young man wearing a hero's scarf and black clothes walking slowly in. He had a sword on his back, he was brave and masculine, and he looked proud as he walked. , and behind him followed a pretty maid in a green skirt, with a smile on her face. She only had eyes for the master, and looked down upon all the heroes in the hall.
An indescribable aloof and strong aura became clear as this man entered. Guests at the door unconsciously silenced themselves, and no one dared to speak.
Quietness spread, tables of guests turned their heads, and the hall fell silent.
The guest officer, whether he was staying in a hotel or having a meal, the waiter was stunned for a moment and came over to greet him.
Gu Xiaosang said in a brisk tone: "If there is a yard, we can live there for a month."
She was playing with a gold ingot in her hand.
The waiter hurriedly said: Yes, yes.
Meng Qi glanced at him and took out a letter from his arms: Please send this letter to Chiyang Martial Arts School and give it to the owner, Senior Jin.
His language is polite and he does not respect his status because the other person is a waiter, but his aura has not diminished at all, making people feel that everyone is the same in his eyes, whether they are a waiter or a strong person.
Everyone was secretly surprised, where did this master come from and why did he want to find someone from Chiyang Martial Arts School
In Chiyang Martial Arts Hall, the competition is in full swing.
The master of the martial arts gym, Jin Jinxian, accompanied Wang Ce, Shanxiu Mei, Kong Yu and others, exchanging their views on each competition and commenting on the teenagers they valued.
He is a senior Jiu Qiao and a famous figure in Yedu. He is often commented on the list of outstanding people in Zhoujun. He is inextricably related to the Wang family. Therefore, the Chiyang Martial Arts School can reach the top eight in Yedu, which is equivalent to the Wang family's outer sect.
Master, someone has sent you a message. A martial artist came over.
Jin Jinxian frowned slightly: Whose letter
I don’t know. The martial artist shook his head and answered.
Jin Jinxian respected his identity and said: Take it apart and take a look.
The martial artist checked the letter and found that there was no problem. He opened the envelope and read it quickly.
Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he handed the letter to Jin Jinxian with slightly trembling hands: Museum owner, look, look.
Jin Jinxian's expression became solemn, and the attention of Wang Ce, Kong Yu and others around him was also attracted.
After receiving the letter, Jin Jinxian glanced at it, and his eyes suddenly froze.
There are only a few lines of words in the letter, which are like dragons and phoenixes:
I heard that Senior Jin's Chiyang Sword Technique was powerful and vigorous, with a sword like the sun and a breath like a glow. He was famous in the city of Ye, and the younger generation was eager to aspire to it.
The moon is full tomorrow, and in the Wanhua Tower, the juniors are waiting for their seniors with their swords in their hands.
Yesterday, the place was clean, and everyone said that the crazy monk with a thunder sword is now entering the world of mortals. He has left the thunder and monk, and only became a sword madman. Su Meng worshiped him. . .
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