The Buddha statue is golden and always smiles. It seems that it has seen all the grudges and hatreds in the world and is struggling in a sea of suffering. It is better to smile. x
Opposite it, the woman in a white gauze dress is the Queen of the Devil. She sits cross-legged without respect or profanity.
Meng Qi was slightly stunned as he bid farewell to the Sword Emperor. Could it be that in addition to being invaded by external demons, there were also causal reasons for his return to this world
In the past, the Sword Emperor cherished talents and gave generous advice, which provided him with a strategic perspective on his swordsmanship. Now he is old and dying. It is a coincidence that I can do something for him.
There were many thoughts in his heart, but Meng Qi remained calm on the surface, still looking at the smiling Buddha statue with his hands behind his hands: I am very quiet and thinking about something, I came out to meet my old friend, I will never forget the senior Sword Emperor, he has given me some guidance.
He and the Demon Queen each looked at the golden Buddha in front of them. Their eyes did not meet at all, and they seemed to be talking to themselves.
Appearing suddenly, with no trace of his fame, wealth, and wealth afterwards, there was no trace. Could it be that there was a real monastic sect in the world? The Demon Queen slowly stood up and looked at Meng Qi, her voice carrying the hoarseness unique to a woman when she is at her most charming.
Regarding this question, she seemed not to be expecting an answer. She paused and said: Where is your sword
How could Xiao Meng not have a sword in Jing Shen Sword
Meng Qi, dressed in blue, with empty hands and swords in mustard rings, smiled when he heard this: Forgot.
He also turned to look at the Demon Queen, and saw that the white gauze was clinging to her body, rising and falling, not revealing any skin, but making her mouth dry. However, she still wore a veil on her face, and her peerless appearance was dimly revealed, adding to the Charm, imagination is always the best.
But such a beautiful thing that charms all living beings, standing there quietly, complements and harmonizes with the pure objects such as futons, Buddhas, incense tables, and wooden fish in the meditation hall. It does not appear to be worldly or extraordinary. It seems that she should be standing here, and she should be standing there. here.
Meng Qi sighed secretly. At that time, I didn't have enough vision and only regarded the great master as ordinary. If not for the help of Ruan Yushu and Qinyin, the Demon Queen was just testing her own strength and seeking help, without taking it seriously at all. How could I have been able to cut off a piece of the Demon Queen's body? A strand of hair fell off her veil
He had visions of lightning and thunder just like the great masters at the same level, except that his realm was not enough. In addition to being driven by Qi, there are also explanations that seem to be so different from each other that they cannot be controlled.
Of course, the Demon Queen today is definitely stronger than back then. At that time, she still had many flaws in the unity of nature and human beings, but the Sword Emperor was even more half-finished. The unity of nature and human beings was perfect, and she was looking for her own path. I wonder if he has found it now. No
I could feel Meng Qi's eyes purely admiring and looking at him without any burning eyes. The Demon Queen said calmly: Did you just forget the sword
Where is the realm of Forgotten Sword? It was just forgotten in the inn. Meng Qi smiled teasingly.
The Demon Queen was slightly startled, suddenly unable to grasp Xiao Meng, the Shocking God Sword.
Meng Qi turned around and looked at this peerless beauty like a futon and incense candle. Putting his hands behind his back, he walked slowly towards the door, as if he were strolling in a garden, just as he came. Leave if you want.
The Demon Queen did not stop him. She looked at the Buddha statue again and said in a vague voice: The Living Buddha is also coming to the capital. He has promised to save you.
There is no need to transcend this shore or the other shore. Meng Qi smiled casually, stepped out of the threshold, and walked towards the main hall.
There are trees in front of the side hall, the pavilions are like canopies, the stone bricks are dark gray, there are weeds in between, and green shirts are slowly hidden in the doorway.
Sect master, who is he? Several women in white standing beside the Demon Queen whispered to each other.
Why did he come inexplicably and leave inexplicably
And the sect leader actually allowed him to do this
Several powerful Demon Sect guards guarding the gate also had this confusion, and listened intently, waiting for the answer.
The Queen's tone was calm: Not many people have been saved by the Living Buddha's words, and even fewer are still alive.
Several women in white clothes were thinking hard. Suddenly, one of them said in shock: "Shocking Divine Sword"
In the past, Xiao Meng, the Jingshen Sword, entered the Yunyan Pavilion, kidnapped the real envoy, and massacred him. Later, he disturbed the changes in the capital and broke the Xilu's wishful thinking. This led to the living Buddha speaking out, but he has not been seen since. It was also difficult to find the living Buddha, and things gradually calmed down.
The strong man from the Demon Sect outside the Xiaomeng Sect also blurted out the Shocking Divine Sword.
They looked at each other at this name, as if they smelled the dampness before the storm.
He actually came too
Be a real expert from all over the world.
Could the Sword Emperor incident cause another major change similar to that of the past
The door of the most expensive private room in Xiaoxiang Tower is ajar, allowing waiters to deliver food and wine.
People who come and go always look at this elegant room involuntarily, because there are big figures in the world today, famous masters, unless they are great masters in the world, I am afraid they will be counted.
This is a world where martial arts can compete with imperial power. Martial arts masters will naturally be attracted to attract attention and enjoy admiration from time to time.
I saw that Miss Ruzhen was secretly ogling me just now. Could it be that I would be lucky tonight? Sun Jing had a drink and laughed.
He has grown into a muscular figure, with a majestic appearance. The childish look on his face has faded, and he has become a bit more mature, with a heroic demeanor.
Ruzhen is the most famous oiran in Xiaoxiang Tower.
Maybe it was thrown to a poor monk, but not necessarily Chang. The monk sitting opposite Sun Jing was wearing a white monk's robe and clean shoes and socks, giving people a spotless feeling. He looked like he was the Ruyi monk who had been famous for many years.
Changsun Jing smiled and said: Master, you want to remind me that the first word is monk, the second word is monk, the third word is official of bliss, and the fourth word is evil ghost in color.
The poor monk is not a flower monk, but Miss Ruzhen often thinks about Buddhism. Ruyi monk replied with a smile, did not continue the topic, and instead said, "I haven't seen you for three years, but you have grown to such a height. You are really terrible. A new generation replaces the old one."
This young master is a martial arts wizard who is rare to see in a century. Changsun Jing made a joke, and then said seriously, martial arts practice requires training and fighting, and the army is the best choice. I followed Marshal Lu on his expeditions to the east and west, fought against the strong men of the Western Barbarians, fought against the masters of the Demon Sect under the Seventh Prince, and With the guidance of Master Meng from a high position in the past, I have naturally made rapid progress, which is not comparable to that of a drunken monk like you.
Ruyi Monk sighed and said: You are indeed a martial arts prodigy. When you were fighting against the Xilu, the poor monk just gave you a few casual instructions and then fought side by side with you. You actually let you peek into the secrets of my fists and transformed them into sword skills. .
Their friendship was forged on the battlefield and was very deep.
Unfortunately, there is still no news about Meng Daxia. I couldn't show him my sword skills. Meng Qi was the first master to seriously teach him the art of moves after Changsun Jingyou had an unexpected encounter. Naturally, he had a deep memory and deep sense of it.
Ruyi Monk was startled when he heard the words. He seemed to recall his fight with Xiao Meng, the Shocking God Sword. He actually killed the prince alive while he and other masters looked around.
He is so indifferent to fame and fortune at such a young age, he is just like a crane in the clouds and a dragon, which makes people sigh. Ruyi monk sighed.
at this time. They heard a knock on the door.
Their pupils contracted at the same time, and they turned their heads to look.
He was able to hide it from both of his senses and approach quietly.
An old friend comes to visit. The voice with a faint smile first reached their ears.
They saw a young man in green shirt standing leisurely by the door, with the knuckles of his right hand bent, still knocking on the door.
Changsun Jing blinked, unable to overlap this person with the original figure. His facial features were open and more handsome, but his temperament was no longer cold. Gentle and carefree, like a lake ruffled by the wind rather than a sea of ice frozen to the bottom.
Meng, Daxia Meng. After a while. Changsun Jing stood up to greet him in surprise and joy.
With his confirmation, Ruyi Monk dared to believe that this was Xiao Meng, the Jingshen Sword back then.
Although the Jingshen Sword of the past had superb swordsmanship, in the eyes of myself and others, the actual level of cultivation was still a small pond at the bottom. But now, he seemed to be unable to see the sea at the bottom or the deep and distant starry sky, leaving only four words in his mind: Unfathomable.
Meng Qi smiled and nodded: It's been many years. You have become a master.
Seeing his old friend change so much, he felt a sense of change.
Changsun Jing is not too old at the moment, he is twenty-three-four. Hearing this, he smiled and said: It's only been five years. Meng Daxia seems to be successful in cultivation, but he looks younger than me.
Having said this, he saluted seriously: Thank you for your guidance back then. Without Meng Daxia, there would be no Changsun Jing today.
Instead of calling me Daxia Daxia, just call me Xiao Meng or Mr. Meng. Meng Qi sat down without anyone noticing, and poured himself a glass. He was very quiet and thought about it. He had just entered the capital for the first time, and he still couldn't figure out the situation. Who can tell me about the past five years
Changsun Jing hurriedly said: Five years ago, when the current emperor ascended the throne, the land commander paid homage to the general and led his army north to fight against the Western invaders. In the first two years, the Western invaders were strong, and seven princes raised their troops in the southeast. It was very difficult, but the emperor was determined. Master Ruyi and other martial arts righteous people came to the aid, and the Sword Emperor entered the grassland and defeated the Living Buddha with half a move. He finally survived and had a chance to win. Two years ago, the Xilu were expelled from the pass. Lu Shuai sent his troops south to attack the Seventh Prince. Now that we are in a position to win, we just need to fight steadily to win.
Unexpectedly, a month and a half ago, the Holy Emperor urgently ordered the former right minister to return to Beijing to suppress it. Everyone judged that the Sword Emperor's time was running out, so Commander Lu sent me back to Beijing to find out the news.
There are conclusive signs that this generation of living Buddhas secretly came to Beijing with the Xilu envoys and hid in the Yunyan Pavilion. In order to be defeated that day, I am afraid that the Demon Queen who supports the Seventh Prince and the National Master who is living in seclusion and idleness will not want to be lonely.
Meng Qi nodded slowly: That's it.
For him, knowing these is enough, and he has no time to interfere with the rest.
Monk Ruyi thought for a while, then smiled and said: Donor Meng, you have to be more careful with the Living Buddha. He made him promise to save you back then. If you meet him today, I'm afraid he will keep his word.
Changsun Jing also knew about this public case, and frowned as he reminded: The Living Buddha lineage has a secret method of initiation, which can obtain the essence of ancestors and pass on memory and knowledge. The former is limited to the limits of the physical body, not to mention the latter, which allows generations of Living Buddhas to be wise and powerful. It is said that it can pull people to reincarnate in the past life, just like the gods and Buddhas. Compared with other great masters, it is unique and magical, and the magical power of the Great Sun Ri Fire Wheel has been famous for many generations.
Meng Qi listened quietly and suddenly smiled: Are you interested in going somewhere with a certain person
Sun Jing and Ruyi Seng asked at the same time.
Meng Qi patted his green shirt and stood up with a smile:
Yunyan Pavilion. . .
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