Meng Qi and others wouldn't take the polite words seriously, but this generation's list can be considered outstanding, comparable to Su Wuming's generation, and it can be regarded as a bright star.
It was not conspicuous three or four years ago, but now, the top ten on the list are almost all those who are one with heaven and man or have this kind of combat power. Behind them are young master Qinglian who have the strength of the top ten but are in and out, and Qing Qing. I can expect to be in the top ten within a year at most, so Yang He, who has mastered the Dharmakaya moves, Liu Qiao, has just entered the top twenty. He is not as lucky as Jiang Zhiwei, who was ranked tenth right after he came down the mountain.
Of course, Jiang Zhiwei, who was in the Sixth Aperture, was already at a very advanced level in swordsmanship, except for Dharmakaya moves, and could create her own unique moves. Meng Qi had only recently stepped into this level.
Mi Zijing yelled at the side: We are all young people, there is no need to be restrained, sit down quickly.
While he invited everyone to sit down, he ordered his servants to bring tea and prepare snacks. At the end, he applauded and the sound of silk and bamboo came from the corner of the flower hall, making the atmosphere soft and relaxed.
I have invited a famous sword dancer from Yingcheng to come over and add to the fun. Mi Zijing arranged things properly.
Zhao Yi, the king of Jin, said with a smile: "I have known Zijing for many years, and I know that he is always meticulous. If you entrust him with any trivial matter, it will be done properly."
Thanks for the compliment, cousin. Mi Zijing said with a smile.
The two sang and harmonized, revealing their relationship to Meng Qi and others.
Wang Zai is the much-anticipated son of the Wang family in Zhou County, and his father is well-known in the local government. He was the minister of the dynasty and was no stranger to the relationship between Zhao Yi and the Mi family. He quietly explained to Meng Qi and others: Aunt Zijing is a member of the current emperor. The noble concubine gave birth to a son and a daughter. The boy is the King of Jin, and the girl is Princess Shui Jing, who is most favored by the Holy Emperor.
It turned out that the information given by Liumen, a foreign relative, always concealed a lot about matters related to the royal family. Only now did Meng Qi understand. No wonder Wang Zai was not surprised when he saw it just now.
Yan Chong nodded lightly. He didn't know any more about court matters than Meng Qi. After all, he was from a small sect. The rivers and lakes are wild and grassy.
Chu Yunyu restrained his exaggeration slightly and said deliberately: "I have experienced the two states of Jiangdong, Diqin and Qin in the lower reaches, but I have always been close to Shendu. Today, I can meet the nobles of Shendu, which is a worry."
He is a casual cultivator, his master is quite famous and his inheritance is good. But his temper was too strong and he died young. He fell into the hands of a giant of the left, so he did not benefit from it. Instead, he gained the hatred of the left. His character and temper became completely opposite to his master. He was smooth and exaggerated. He talked about others and talked about ghosts.
But his character and temperament have nothing to do with martial arts or his own spiritual realm. Chu Yunyu's strength should not be underestimated. He just doesn't like to cause trouble and doesn't have many achievements.
There are not many other places in Shendu. It has the most aristocratic families, the most skilled players, the most academies, and the most brothels. Zhao Yi introduced Shendu with a smile. Speak humorously and spread the topic slowly.
If those who are famous in the list of people love to travel to Jiangdong, then masters after the age of thirty-five often like to visit the magical city to gain opportunities.
Faced with the matter between the prince and the court, Meng Qi was uncharacteristically uncharacteristic. There was no lively atmosphere, nor did he become the main participant in the topic. He listened quietly and became a little more understanding of the situation in Shendu.
Wang Zai was a child of a top family and had no acquiescence from his elders. He always kept a distance from the prince, so he did not use his extraordinary vision. The advantage of Uwen Guangji is just to say a few words from time to time.
Seeing this situation, Meng Qi thought thoughtfully. The royal family's attitude towards the aristocratic families seemed to be to win over the top ones and fight against the top ones.
However, the attitude of the royal family belongs to the royal family, and Zhao Yi is quite warm to Wang Zai.
After talking about the matter in the Divine Capital, Zhao Yi slowly brought the topic to the Xingyun Banquet. Holding the tea cup in his hand, he said with emotion: Among the top ten people on the list, the ones I admire the most are Su Shaoxia and Yan Shaoxia. The others, etc., Either from a major martial arts sect or from a top family, there is no shortage of magical skills, no shortage of weapons, no shortage of guidance, no shortage of elixirs, and no shortage of opponents. Only you, one is from the Haichao Sect, and the other is an abandoned disciple of Shaolin, all relying on your own efforts. , seized the opportunity, and is indeed a role model for his colleagues.
This was a good thing to say. Meng Qi praised it in his heart, but where did he put Brother Wang Zai
Yan Chong smiled slightly and was obviously quite proud of this, but he was not the kind of narrow-minded person. He said seriously: "We can't underestimate them. The invisible battles within the martial arts sects and top aristocratic families are even more serious than the outside world. Let's relax a little." , will be surpassed by others, take away opportunities, and become an outstanding person in the enlightenment period. How can it be without personal efforts? Who has not come out of danger and hardship
Zhao Yi was about to say another word, when Mi Zijing was rewarded, clapped his hands, and a group of dancers came in. They were all women in light and elegant costumes, bright red, sharp swords, both feminine and heroic. The leading woman was in her twenties. She is a rare beauty with long brows on her temples and sparkling phoenix eyes. She and Mi Ziting looked bright and beautiful for a moment. They have different styles, but they also have watery skin like white porcelain, showing the characteristics of Jiangdong.
The drums gradually sounded, and the sword dance suddenly began. For a moment, the sword light was like a tide, dripping and fluctuating, matching the swaying figure of the beautiful lady, which was quite fascinating.
Especially the leading woman, her movements are bold, and her sword is sometimes held and closed, like a woman from Xizhou galloping on a horse, and sometimes delicately, like a girl from Jiangdong singing softly, which makes the viewer intoxicated.
Not only is she outstanding in sword dance, but she also obviously has good swordsmanship skills.
With a sword dance, the sword moved in all directions like thunder and wrath, and then condensed like a clear light in the sea. Zhao Yi seemed very satisfied with this sword dance. He patted the table next to him and chanted the poems of the sages.
Meng Qi was also watching with great interest, and inexplicable thoughts were running in his mind. If Zhiwei danced the sword, she would be so graceful. Well, if she knew this idea, she might be forced to spar.
Meng Qi and others felt that the woman's flow of vital energy, changes in moves, etc. were not dangerous, so they all watched with relish.
The sword dance slowly came to an end, and the leading woman moved forward as she danced, as if she was going to end up presenting her sword to Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi stopped reciting poems and took back his hands, enjoying what he heard.
While advancing and retreating, the leading woman finally stepped onto the steps. She dwarfed her body and held the sword horizontally. She was about to hold the sword in both hands and hand it to Zhao Yi.
Suddenly, Meng Qi felt as if an inconspicuous seed exploded in the woman's body, and the true energy spurted out. The whole person seemed to turn into a dragon out of blood, break out of a cocoon and turn into a butterfly. The momentum suddenly changed, the coldness was restrained, the murderous aura was condensed, and it was difficult to sense it anymore. to the flow of infuriating energy.
Assassin Meng Qi didn't even think about it, he pounced directly, drew his sword in mid-air, silvery white, as fast as thunder, struck the woman's back of the head, surrounded Wei and rescued Zhao.
He did not activate Heaven's Injury and attacked from a distance, because due to the positional relationship between the sword dancing woman and Zhao Heng, they would be hit together.
At the same time, he sensed the surging sword intent next to him.
Yan Chong and Meng Qi were the first to sense the danger and drew their swords at the same time.
The woman ignored the two swords behind her. With a flick of the long sword, a meteor shot towards the moon and stabbed Zhao Yi's throat. The sword energy of death and murderous intent was condensed into one. It was a murderous sword. It captured the soul first and then took away the life.
The waiter in the black gauze hat next to Zhao Yi was slow for a moment and was unable to stop the woman from drawing the sword, but he was also very fast. He grabbed back out of thin air and dragged Zhao Yi to one side, avoiding the vital point.
The woman was waiting to take advantage of the situation to change her moves, but the two swords from behind had already arrived, either fast or fierce, covering the vital points, giving her no chance to change her moves.
She spun around on the spot, making a series of clanging sounds, and swung her long sword back twice. At the same time, she took advantage of the momentum to jump up, triggering a whirlwind, and tried to escape.
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Before Meng Qi could make a second strike, he heard a high-pitched snort, and the woman suddenly fell from the air and fell heavily to the ground. Her soul was banned and her acupuncture points were sealed.
Only then did he see the black hat waiter stepping on the sword dancing woman with one foot.
His speed was so fast that I couldn't catch Meng Qi looking at the black hat waiter in shock. He gave the impression that he was on location but not on location.
Dare to assassinate in front of our family, you are really tired of living. The black hat waiter rubbed his right foot hard on the sword dancing woman, his face was full of anger and anger.
It turned out to be an expert in the field, but it suddenly dawned on Meng Qi, who was thousands of years old.
Zhao Yi's body trembled slightly, but soon calmed down. He stepped forward enthusiastically and said to Meng Qi and Yan Chong: "Thank you to the two young heroes for discovering it in advance and blocking the way. Otherwise, I might have died on the spot. I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. I will thank you for your kindness in the future." Your business is your own business
Just as Yan Chong and Meng Qi were about to be humble, Mi Zijing rushed over, with an embarrassed look on his face, and repeatedly apologized: "I'm in trouble, I was deceived by this cheap maid, please punish me."
Zhao Yi waved his hand: Gu Yi didn't notice, so I can't blame you.
He turned to the black-hatted waiter and said: Eunuch Feng, take this woman down, greet her well, and see who is so bold.
After saying that, he looked at Meng Qi and others and sighed: "At this time, it is difficult to have a feast and have ruined everyone's elegance. I am really sorry. Alas, since the prince is addicted to Buddhist scriptures and believes in Buddhism, he has been repeatedly harassed." His father scolded him, and the undercurrent in the city of God was turbulent. Gu originally wanted to go out to relax, but he never thought about escaping from the whirlpool.
Mi Zijing said cautiously: "There was news just in the afternoon that the prince also arrived in Yingcheng and lived in Puxianzhai."
Really? Zhao Yi's face became solemn.
Regarding the internal fighting in the royal family, Meng Qi looked at his nose and his heart without saying a word. He was just slightly surprised. Although the Xingyun banquet was sensational, it would not even attract the prince.
The banquet broke up in a hurry, but thanks to the help of the rescuer, Zhao Yi seemed to have become quite familiar with Yan Chong, Meng Qi and others.
Brother Su Xian, what do you think about this matter? Wang Zai sent Meng Qi to the door and sent a message to ask.
Meng Qi frowned slightly: neither up nor down.
Wang Zai understood it immediately and nodded: Brother Yu also found it strange. The assassination could either be done with the power of thunder, completed instantly with absolute strength, and walked away, or it would be better not to do it. Although the female assassin just now was powerful, she was only reluctant. Maybe they can't complete the task to the best of their ability. Could it be that they are reluctant to work as assassins on location, fearing that they will be surrounded and killed by the Mi family and Bai family if they fail
If you don't know what's going on in the divine capital, it's hard to make assumptions. Meng Qi had no idea.
Suddenly, he remembered something, turned around and said to Wang Zai: By the way, I'm not in a hurry to leave. If you need help, please ask Brother Zijing for help. . If you like this work, you are welcome to support it, it is my biggest motivation.
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