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Bodhi is a symbol of Buddhist wisdom and enlightenment. In the past, the Buddha attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree.
Well, wearing Bodhi seeds can also help you understand the world, thereby understanding yourself, and initially finding a path. However, this kind of thing can be relied on and unreliable. In the end, it still depends on yourself. Jiang Zhiwei nodded gently and reminded Meng Qi as before.
Meng Qi smiled and said: Don't worry, I won't put the cart before the horse.
He mainly relied on Bodhisattva to realize the Tathagata Divine Palm and gained from it. In other aspects, it was good if he could do it, and it didn't matter if he couldn't. The road was walked step by step by himself.
Qi Zhengyan and Ruan Yushu both understood his choice. They knew that, like Zhao Heng, his physical training during the enlightenment period had almost reached its limit. At present, it was more about the improvement of his soul and soul.
Although he didn't say it explicitly, everyone could see that his goal was to unite heaven and man before the next mission and initially find his own path.
Meng Qi turned around and took out the bodhi seed that he had been eyeing for a long time but had no money left to exchange.
It is green in color, full of spirituality, and feels refreshing when held in your hand.
The five-hundred-year-old Bodhi seed is an earthly treasure. Wearing it close to the body can help people achieve enlightenment, especially Buddhism. It will lose spirituality in nine months and is worth a thousand good deeds.
This bodhi seed is not expensive, but its function is too useless. Unless it is a Buddhist monk or Meng Qi who has the true meaning of Buddhism and needs to comprehend, few people can use it. After all, the ability to comprehend the world is not outstanding.
After stringing it into a pendant and hanging it on his chest, Meng Qi felt his mind refreshed. After some consideration, he decided to choose a combination of sword attacks, because if he didn't have the ability in this area, he might have to have a chance to get out of the Tathagata's palm. Understand the corresponding skills.
Think of the sword attack moves. Meng Qi's first thought was undoubtedly the three divine skills among the three swords and three swords. Unfortunately, they were Dharmakaya moves. He is still far away, and the three swords and three swords are not urgently needed.
He will tell you his thoughts. Jiang Zhiwei and others looked through their exchange records one after another, looking for similar moves and constantly providing advice.
In the end, Meng Qi chose the signature move of a certain casual cultivator in the main world three hundred years ago: Reverse Yin and Yang, worth one thousand and fifty good deeds.
It is only the first time to enter the exterior scene, but it contains the skills and methods of the yin and yang of combined sword attacks. For Meng Qi, who is just starting to practice in this area, it is the choice from a superior position. As for the sword techniques in the enlightenment stage. It used to be simple and basic, but with Meng Qi's current state of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, he could figure it out quickly.
Well, see you in two years. Jiang Zhi took a breath and said with a smile, not only to encourage herself, but also to give good wishes to Meng Qi and others, wishing them all the best in their next mission.
After saying that, she turned her head and stepped firmly into the leaving light pillar. The mist rose, leaving behind a cold green shadow.
Meng Qi showed a little sadness and was silent in a rare moment. Then he and Ruan Yushu Qi Zhengyan said goodbye to Zhao Heng and said that he was going north to the grassland.
Light and shadow drifted, and Meng Qi appeared in his house. The sunlight shined through the window, casting a golden glow and illuminating the flying dust.
That generous and cheerful girl, the girl who stretched out her hand when she was most helpless, was about to die and perhaps never see each other again. Meng Qi felt an incomprehensible feeling of sadness in his heart, and he was in a daze for a moment.
This is birth and separation. It’s also a farewell
Hey, third brother. You're all excited, why don't you go out and have a drink to celebrate when a furry head suddenly appears by the window. It was Gao Lan who hadn't had a haircut or shave in an unknown amount of time.
Meng Qi looked up, only to find that Gao Lan's eyes contained a hint of amusement. His heart suddenly skipped a beat. He entered reincarnation next to Gao Lan. Did he discover something
Meng Qi had never seen Fa Gao people before, including Abbot Kongwen and Mr. Lu Da. But when he entered reincarnation, he was far away from them and in a crowded place. But now, Gao Lan is not far away from him. More than three feet tall, there is no one around, not even snakes, insects, rats, or ants.
Don't worry, don't worry, everyone has secrets, do I look like a person who is looking for details? Gao Lan looked like I have seen through your secret.
Well, Liu Dao didn't respond. Maybe he could just see a little bit and it didn't involve the key. Meng Qi relaxed a little, stood up and said: Brother, are there any Zuixian
He is in a complicated mood now, feeling like he is drunk and can relieve a thousand worries.
Gao Lan inserted the iron bar casually on his belt, paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, and kept looking at Meng Qi. Meng Qi felt uneasy and didn't know what he meant.
Brother, aren't you having a drink to celebrate? Meng Qi raised his eyebrows and asked, not showing any anxiety.
Gao Lan clicked his tongue twice: You're not happy at all. How about drinking and celebrating? Look at you. Could it be that you're lovesick
How could Meng Qi deny it immediately
Third brother, you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from my eyes. If your bad mood is not caused by girls, I will cut off your head and use it as a stool to sit on and watch proudly.
Meng Qi subconsciously wanted to deny it, but as soon as he uttered the word, he let out a long sigh. It was about the girl, not lovesickness.
Gao Lan nodded, very satisfied with his wit and vision. His eyes were wide open and full of interest: Come and listen, tell and listen.
Looking at his appearance, Meng Qi somehow reminded him of his three aunts and six wives. However, he had complicated emotions and really had the urge to talk, so he sighed: Brother, didn’t I mention a life-and-death friend before? The direct descendant of a great martial arts sect, shining brightly , with a sword in mind, cheerful and generous
Uh-huh, what's wrong with her? Gao Lan asked enthusiastically.
She was going to die. Meng Qi said dullly.
Gao Lan let out a long sigh: It turns out that you are the direct descendant of Xijiang Pavilion. You are quite capable.
Meng Qi, who is so incompetent, said angrily.
Gao Lan said with a smile: "Xijian Pavilion is a death trap. No matter how talented a genius is, there is a high chance that he will die in it. Are you reluctant to let it go or do you want to keep it?"
I can't bear to do it, but I can't keep him. Meng Qi said in a daze.
Gao Lan clapped his hands together: That's right, I dare to say that I don't feel any love at all.
Meng Qi's old face was slightly red: It's the reluctance between friends. We are facing death and may never see each other again.
In short, I couldn't bear to leave, and there were countless emotions in my heart that were difficult to resolve, right? Gao Lan raised his eyebrows.
Meng Qi nodded. No words were spoken.
Then talk to her face to face. It's your business whether she wants to stay or not. It's her business whether she accepts her. Gao Lan grabbed Meng Qi by the collar.
Meng Qi didn't finish her words, which would ruin her mood. It felt like there was silence all around, and everything in front of me was dark. Only the collar felt the touch of Gao Lan's hand.
After an unknown amount of time, light finally appeared in front of Meng Qi's eyes. In front of him was a mountain peak as straight as a sword.
Where is this? Meng Qi asked in astonishment.
Gao Lan's hearty laughter rang in his ears: Of course, this is where the mountain gate of Xijiang Pavilion is.
Ah, Meng Qi was a little confused.
Gao Lan put away his smile and his expression became serious: Even if we are friends, don't we have to say goodbye before saying goodbye? In short, don't let yourself regret it, I don't want my sworn brothers to be like me.
She has dark eyebrows and big eyes, and her black hair is simply pulled up. Jiang Zhiwei, a bright girl wearing soft and goose-yellow clothes
Jiang Zhiwei called the little monk and extended a friendly hand
Jiang Zhiwei cooperated tacitly with the failure on her own back
Jiang Zhiwei, who has repeatedly guided herself, traveled thousands of miles to Jiangdong to help her.
Jiang Zhiwei never flinches in the face of powerful enemies
Jiang Zhiwei burned herself and cut out Sword Twenty-Three
And the chicken-slaying sword god Jiang Zhiwei
All kinds of memories came to mind. Meng Qi took a deep breath and his eyes became firm. Brother Gao was right, he always said goodbye.
He took a step forward. Walking towards the mountain gate, he met a disciple who said:
This friend, I don’t know why he came to my Xijian Pavilion
I am Xia Sumeng. Please see Senior Sister Jiang Zhiweijiang. Meng Qi cupped his hands and said.
In a room, Jiang Zhiwei sat on a wooden stool and looked around. Unlike other women's boudoirs, there was only one mirror, no dressing table, and only a few boxes for clothes. The windows were bright and clean, refreshing and simple. Swordsmanship secrets are placed everywhere.
This is where she has lived for more than ten years.
Jiang Zhiwei closed her eyes and said goodbye to the past. He was about to stand up while holding the long sword when he suddenly heard a message from his junior brother outside.
Senior Sister Jiang. Su Meng is visiting and wants to see him
Meng Qi is well-known, and is no stranger to the disciples of Xijiang Pavilion.
Jiang Zhiwei's expression was startled, the hand holding the sword slipped a little, biting her lower lip, and she didn't answer for a moment.
The junior brother outside Senior Sister Jiang raised his voice.
You have to walk your own path. Master's warning echoed in Jiang Zhiwei's mind. She took a long breath, exhaled it slowly, and finally said: Let him wait for me at the mountain pavilion.
In a stone room, a man in green clothes sat with his eyes closed, a long sword lying across his knees. The whole person seemed empty, as if he was in the distance. He did not stop Jiang Zhiwei's actions in any way.
At the bottom of the mountain, Gao Lan put his hands behind his back and looked at the Xijiang Pavilion in the distance. After passing through many obstacles, he seemed to see a certain figure. Suddenly, he frowned slightly and whispered.
This madman actually chose the most difficult path
In the pavilion halfway up the mountain, Meng Qi was holding a long sword across his waist, looking at the clouds and mist in the mountains, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.
At this time, a goose-yellow figure came from the corner of the mountain road.
It's midsummer, the mountain flowers are blooming, the trees are green, and Jiang Zhiwei walks slowly, like a fairy in the flower.
She no longer wore cyan clothes, but changed back to a goose-yellow dress. She had dark eyebrows and big eyes, and her black hair was simply pulled up and draped down smoothly. She was as bright and beautiful as when Meng Qi first saw her.
I didn't expect you to come back. Jiang Zhi stepped into the mountain pavilion with a smile and sat on the stone bench.
Meng Qi sat down opposite her and said with a wry smile: "There is always a feeling of separation, and I want to see you again. In addition to sitting on the edge of death, there are actually many ways to break through."
After saying these words that he had wanted to say for a long time, Meng Qi suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, but at the same time he felt even more uneasy.
There was no anger on Jiang Zhiwei's face, she smiled as before and said: "Of course I made the decision after thinking about it for a long time."
Her eyes became very soft, she looked at Meng Qi with a smile, and her voice was like flowing spring water.
My master has a special status in the sect, and I am also expected or respected by everyone. Brothers, brothers, sisters, and sisters are always polite when they see me, and no one has ever made fun of me.
And you, for the first time, well, probably the second time we met, you dared to call me a nickname, and you even called me the Chicken Slayer Sword God, which made people angry and funny.
He is obviously a young monk with no martial arts skills, but he is actually able to fight boldly and without fear of death.
Meng Qi said nothing and listened quietly to Jiang Zhiwei's memories.
You always say that you love to be brainy, show off to your loved ones, and always want to be the kind of chivalrous person in storytelling. You always have funny words and funny actions that make people laugh. But at critical moments, you definitely take the lead and never back down. The ground blocks the front, making people trustworthy.
At that time, you were very cute and lovable, and I regarded you as my younger brother. But gradually, you grew taller than me and became more and more mature. You were funny and humorous, but you were calm in your actions. reliable.
It is always a pleasure to get along with you, as well as Senior Brother Qi who is taciturn but very tolerant of his companions, and Sister Yushu who was lonely at a young age like me, Senior Brother Zhang, and Miss Fu. Qiu, accompanying me in life and death, fulfilled all my expectations for Jianghu
Jiang Zhiwei's voice was filled with a little joy, and there was a sincere smile on her lips.
After a pause, she looked into Meng Qi's eyes with bright black eyes, and said quietly but clearly
But these are not what I want most.
Meng Qi was silent for a while, then showed a smile
I see.
Jiang Zhiwei nodded, without saying goodbye, she picked up her sword, turned around slowly, and walked towards the peak slowly.
When she approached the corner, she flicked the scabbard, and the sword inside made a soft sound, like a dragon's roar.
Amidst the sound of swords, she said in a sweet voice
The only thing I love in my life is the seven-foot sword, which cuts me when I see what I am and what I am not.
Meng Qi listened carefully and saw the gorgeous and colorful mountain flowers gradually covering up the goose-yellow figure.
: Hehe, updates are not interrupted, no need to ask for leave. Well, I am back to Chengdu. I will adjust and start updating in two days.