In midsummer, the mountain breeze was still cool. Meng Qi walked down the road and soon left Xijiang Pavilion and saw Gao Lan waiting outside. :top:point:' 323x
Gao Lan nodded and said seriously: "Seven-foot sword" is a metaphor for people, which corresponds to "I" and "I" in the back. In the Tao Te Ching, "I" refers to the physical self, the external self, and "I" refer to the inner self. , true self, the two have completely different meanings. In the past, Nanhua Tianzun said that I lose myself.
It’s not like I didn’t know that Meng Qi glanced at him.
Ha ha. Gao Lan smiled dryly and said, "Don't I have nothing to say? To be honest, there is nothing to be afraid of in death penalty. As long as you can get out of prison, it's not that you can't get married. A martyr girl is afraid of pestering her husband. When the time comes, she just has to be willing to put down her face and work hard."
Meng Qi looked at him sideways: Let's go and drink.
Okay, get drunk and forget your worries. Gao Lan clapped his hands.
A small town market also spontaneously formed outside the mountain gate of Xijiang Pavilion. Gao Lan and Meng Qi did not go to the elegant rooms of the restaurants. Instead, they each brought a jar of drunken immortals and sat on the ground under the wall half a person high at the end of the town, with their backs against the broken wall. , looking at the wild grass and the blue sky, eating the pig's trotters, beef and other things I just bought, and drinking in silence.
The atmosphere was strange after drinking for a while. Gao Lan once again had nothing to say. He took a sip and wiped his mouth: Third brother, don’t say that your eldest brother won’t teach you. As long as you are right, you will persevere and stalk you.
Meng Qi was about to stop him from talking about this anymore, but when he changed his subject, he said with half pride and half emotion: Back then, she didn't have Bodhi in her heart, was compassionate, and only focused on Buddhism. In the end, she was a true Buddhist. I was tonsured, but the result was that I still didn’t succeed, and I stayed in both places.
He looked complacent, but suddenly his expression changed, and his tone became sad: If she was really the Ancient Buddha of Qingdeng at that time, she might still be alive today. It was me who harmed it, it was me who harmed it
Gao Lan drank heavily, slapped the ground, and said loudly: Anyone who had any intention of targeting her was crushed to death by me one by one. At that time, Changle was bloody for seven days, and all she could hear was crying, but she would not survive in the end.
He seemed to have the urge to sing and cry again.
How can things in this world be absolute? It cannot be said that they are at the level of the Emperor of Heaven. Meng Qi's face twitched.
It was obviously Gao Lan who was drinking with him, but why did he end up comforting him by himself? Will he have to sing and cry later
That's when Gao Lan patted his thigh and said, I can't stand those guys anymore. They appear to be members of a wealthy family and are vassals of the royal family, but in fact they are secretly liaising with the sect and working like dogs. It was really a good killing at that time, and everything was pure and clean.
So I envy you in the Southern Jin Dynasty. The aristocratic family and the sect are equally powerful, so you won't be a lackey.
Meng Qi is a casual cultivator. He had no prejudice against the sect or the aristocratic family. Regarding Gao Lan's venting, he could only drink and accept it without expressing his own opinions.
I have now taken that step. Sooner or later, I have to seek justice, turn them upside down, stand up with the wine jar, and point to the rising moon. He shouted angrily with his parallel fingers.
Is it really the Dharmakaya? Meng Qi has drunk a lot of drunken immortals, and his head is a little dizzy, but it does not prevent him from thinking, and it does not prevent him from tasting important information from Gao Lan's words.
Brother, God is about to entrust this person with a great responsibility, and he must first work hard on his mind and body, and you will be considered a blessing in disguise. He sighed.
Gao Lan laughed loudly, full of pride: That's right, there are not many people in the world who can catch my eye.
Meng Qi, one of the experts on the Heavenly Ranking, asked with great interest to see how Gao Lan evaluated the ten Dharmakayas.
Gao Lan patted the wine jar and said: Hey, they, Gurdo is in charge of the Heavenly Punishment Axe, and has Daman to help him, but he still can't completely suppress Chonghe and Lu Da. How can he be number one on the Heavenly List
He really drank and talked about Dharmakaya. Meng Qi wiped cold sweat and imitated Liu Huangshu and said: "Senior Chonghe has been famous for more than two hundred years. I don't know how far he has gone on the path of Dharmakaya."
Chong He had not made a breakthrough, he was already old and decrepit, his time was approaching, and the dead bones in the grave waved their hands high.
As for Shaolin abbot Kong Wen, the divine monk, he is the only one who has the record of killing or suppressing Dharma-height people. Meng Qi did his best to praise him.
However, he was also drunk and in high spirits. It was a rare opportunity to listen to a strong person of the same level commenting on Dharmakaya. How could he not be full of curiosity
Gao Lan clicked his tongue and said: Han Guang's life or death is uncertain. He could not have escaped with injuries. Kong Wen is probably also seriously injured and will no longer be as majestic as before. Therefore, he has not made a move for a long time. How can I bully the old, weak, sick and disabled
Meng Qi was startled when he heard that Abbot Kong was no longer as powerful as before. He suddenly remembered what Jiang Zhiwei and Zhang Yuanshan had described about Qi Xia. It seemed that the rumors were true.
Before Meng Qi could recover, Gao Lan continued to comment: Lu Da
He paused, and his expression gradually turned cold, half sighing and half cold: Sooner or later, I will have a life and death battle with General Lu.
Although Meng Qi felt drunk, he was still keenly aware that Gao Lan had changed his identity.
Subconsciously, he raised his head and saw a pair of cold and ruthless eyes.
Gao Lan threw the wine jar aside and stood with his hands behind his back, almost feeling like Yuan Ting Yue Zhi. His messy hair was wonderfully smooth, and his beard fell off, revealing a handsome face.
Judging from his appearance alone, he is only in his thirties, with deep facial features, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a high bridge of nose, and thin lips, which reveal a little emotion. With his emotionless eyes and mature and restrained temperament, he gives people a great impression. pressure.
Meng Qi always felt that his current appearance was pretty good, but compared to Gao Lan, he still seemed to be half a step behind. Unlike Wang Siyuan's beautiful appearance, he had no trace of femininity.
Meng Qi inexplicably came up with this idea.
Apart from his reputation in martial arts, Changle Gao's biggest mark is his outstanding appearance and violent temper.
Gao Lan looked at Meng Qi coldly, feeling that he could not help but feel dangerous. His tail vertebrae were numb and cold sweat was running down his back. Even his soul seemed to have become sluggish. Many illusions appeared in his mind. It seemed that Gao Lan was going to die in the next moment. Will pinch myself to death
Why does it feel like he has changed so much? Could it be that he is the mad king with dual personality? As expected, the mad king only gave him the wrong name but the wrong nickname. Meng Qi held the wine jar and subconsciously had many thoughts in his mind.
How dare you swore sworn vows with me? Gao Lan said coldly or sarcastically, then pressed the iron bar and turned around to leave. It seemed that Meng Qi, who didn't even have an outdoor scene, didn't bother to take action.
The feeling of being stunned by the gaze slowly faded away. Meng Qi looked at the place where Gao Lan disappeared, feeling a little lost for a moment.
In the capital of the gods, the six-door headquarters is in a room in a small blue building.
I just received the news that Fairy Juejian is on death row. This issue's list of people will have to be revised before being released. A man wearing a dark red headhunter's uniform rushed into the room holding a note, with a cyan official seal hanging around his waist.
It's time to die
She is really learning from her master.
The catchers inside all sighed with emotion, and then changed the list of people.
Those who are on the verge of death will either directly become the location, or die and disappear, so they will automatically be removed from the list.
They were extremely efficient. It didn't take long for them to make a new list of people and post it in the room for people to correct their mistakes.
The head catcher who rushed into the room looked at the front carefully and noticed a huge change:
Name: Tiesheng.
Martial Arts: The Nine Apertures are infinitely close to opening the entrance between the eyebrows. The origin of the martial arts is unknown. It can create some supernatural powers and produce a black curtain with a radius of one foot. No sound or light leaks out. It is also good at affecting the senses, interfering with judgment, creating hallucinations, and fighting with agility and speed. He has great opinions on killing, and he also possesses unique skills. He can evolve the killing sword by himself, which is comparable to the sword coming out without self.
Achievements: Hunted countless warriors below the half-step outdoor scene on the grassland, defeated the horse bandit leader Eagle King twice in the half-step outdoor scene, and after going south, hunted and killed the 21st-placed Fire Eye Shura in Xingyun Village at the time. In a battle with Mad Saber Su Meng, the outcome is unknown.
Ranking: First.
Nickname: Wolf King.
Identity: Grassland casual cultivator.
The head catcher frowned, feeling that the description of the Wolf King's martial arts was more detailed than before.
He then looked down:
Name: Su Meng, formerly known as Zhending.
Martial Arts: Eight or Nine Apertures. He initially practiced the Golden Bell Shield. He is now suspected of practicing similar hard-protection skills, so he has outstanding strength. He mainly uses the sword in his right hand, supplemented by the sword in his left hand. His swordsmanship is not systematic but he is good at fighting for his life. The law has obtained the true meaning of the first and second moves of Ananda's Pojie Sword, and can be used continuously without stimulating the release of essence and blood.
With the help of the treasure weapon in his hand, he can also develop thunderous outdoor sword moves. If he exerts his full strength, he can deliver a blow that is close to the outdoor scene. At the same time, if he is accomplished in the art of swordsmanship and refined in meaning, he can join the ranks of everyone. He also has the means to summon thunder from the sky.
Achievements: Fighting against the white-headed vulture An Guoxie; in Yedu County Yamen School, narrowly defeated Wang Zai with half a move; in Dongyang Beipu, Wang Siyuan was forced to return to the sword to defend; in the streets of Changchuan, Jiangsu Province, he narrowly defeated Qingyu, the Five-Fang Emperor Sword; After traveling thousands of miles, he encountered the demonic shadow cold palm blazing demon and the Luohunxiao outside the temple on the Longyan mountain road. One against three, he killed all the opponents. The details of the fight are unknown. In Xingyun Manor, he fought with the Wolf King and won. I don’t know the negative.
Ranking: 2nd.
Nicknames: Crazy Sword, Mang King Kong, Thunder Sword Crazy Monk.
Identity: Shaolin abandoned disciple, knight-errant.
The head catcher breathed out: Phew, the new first and second people on the list
The bright moon hangs high, shedding its clear light, and the night is vast, bringing indescribable peace and quiet.
Meng Qi seemed to be the only one between heaven and earth.
Feeling the night breeze blowing, Meng Qi gradually came back to his senses and suddenly laughed.
After laughing, he pushed away the wine jar, stood up leisurely, held the blade of the sword with his left hand, looked into the distance, then flicked the black suit and stepped forward.
Go north and kill the Wolf King. .
: After returning to Chengdu, I thought I wouldn’t have to be so busy, but my wisdom teeth became inflamed and it hurt me to death.