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: The Dharma Name is True (2100 votes plus updates)

The light of the sword is empty, and it evolves thousands of times. Duan Mingcheng seems to have seen the rebuilding of the Snow God Palace, the orders that the martial arts will not dare to disobey, the breaking of the boundary between humans and gods, climbing to the top, and soaring with beauty, all these are extremely beautiful and sweet. To the extreme, it is difficult to extricate myself.

The light converges, the people disperse, Duan Mingcheng suddenly feels like a dream, he wakes up with a start, feeling extremely lost, wishing to go back to just now.

“Hey, the mage’s sword skills are supernatural, and they really point to people’s hearts. I am ashamed that I can’t match them.”

Duan Xiangfei’s frustrated and disappointed tone made Duan Mingcheng completely awake. Looking at the white monk robe in front of him, who was floating in the world, Master Zhending, recalling the indescribable light of the knife just now, his heart was inexplicably shocked. It turned out that this was a knife A godsend, indeed a swordsmanship

There is a vast and profound world in front of him again, full of all kinds of mysteries, the past self is really like a frog in the bottom of a well, with superficial knowledge, he even doubted Master Zhending’s sword skills, there is such a sword technique in the world

Meng Qi slashed at Duan Xiangfei with the back of his knife, and withdrew his strength at the end, so he didn’t cause any major damage, and only made Duan Xiangfei cough a few times. Of course, his heart was “traumatized” not lightly. Rebuilding the Snow God Palace has been an obsession in his heart for decades. Now that he is attracted by “falling into the world of mortals”, he is naturally sad and ashamed, unable to hold on to himself, and the negative emotions cannot dissipate for a long time.

“Amitabha, if the benefactor has no time in his heart, the poor monk’s sword will be useless, and the benefactor will lose himself.” Under such circumstances, Meng Qi certainly would not let go of the opportunity to shape the image of an eminent monk.

After all, Duan Xiangfei is an old fox. After taking a light breath, his face returned to normal: “Master, there is no need to say more, I know my own affairs. We will go out tomorrow and take a boat to Changhua Temple. Good.”

“I don’t know how many days it will take.” Meng Qi is most concerned about this point. He is a little exhausted now, but he is not afraid of Duan Xiangfei’s embarrassment. Seeing Deadly Dart, killing him is not a problem.

Duan Xiangfei said without thinking: “If the wind is favorable, it will take about ten days to arrive.”

If it was SF Express, I would be able to come to Meng Qi tomorrow and say a non-funny sneer: “That’s very good, old Duan, do you still remember the last request? Please help me collect some common cheat books, preferably acupoints.” .”

Duan Xiangfei was very shrewd, so he wouldn’t ask too many questions. Smiling and authentic: “This one is simple.”

Meng Qi nodded, and was about to ask Duan Xiangfei to rest in his room to concentrate on his acupoints, when he suddenly remembered something: “Old Duan, you don’t know what to do.Said that I can penetrate the gods with one knife and break the void. I have ascended to the pure land of Buddhism, will it be a bit troublesome for me to walk in the rivers and lakes, or I can disguise myself and take an alias.”

“It doesn’t matter, Changhua Temple is one west and one east of Tianding City. There is a distance of nearly a month, and the people nearby should not recognize you as a mage. Besides.” Duan Mingcheng smiled arrogantly, “Besides, even if someone recognizes you Master, I will also say that Master sees that it is difficult to break the boundary between humans and gods in this world, so he deliberately descends to the world to teach Dafa and save the world.”

“Old Duan, your talent in dialect is stronger than your talent in martial arts.” Meng Qi said “sincerely”, this guy’s lying skills are definitely maxed out, he is indeed an old fox

In fact, he didn’t care much about this issue. With his current strength, although he could not be said to be invincible in the world, he still had the upper hand against the grandmasters. As long as he was not besieged by a few grandmasters, he would not be in any danger.

“Thank you Master for your compliment.” Duan Xiangfei replied with a smile without any embarrassment.

The next day, Meng Qi, who started to refine his acupoints, was led by Duan Xiangfei and Duan Mingcheng to the riverside, where a huge ornate boat with carved railings and jade was already moored.

“I asked Mingcheng to inform his subordinates to prepare it last night.” Duan Xiangfei explained casually, took Meng Qi up to the deck, and entered the cabin, where there were beautiful maids who made tea and poured water, and took care of everything.

Meng Qi smiled and watched the maids walking around like butterflies and warblers, and joked: “Old Duan, when I first met you, you were just riding in a small broken boat. I never thought that there was such a luxury. Lou Chuan, real people don’t show their faces.”

Duan Xiangfei picked up his teacup, took a sip, and said with a chuckle, “I’ve been idle, but I like to ride a boat, but this time I’m afraid I’ll neglect the mage.”

“Is the poor monk like that kind of wine and meat monk?” Meng Qi said with a smile, that is, the wine and meat monk

Duan Xiangfei nodded lightly: “It’s just that the old man didn’t think carefully. A mage is a person who indulges in luxury when he is out of the world. Why don’t we abandon ship and change ship?”

Meng Qi leisurely used the tea cover to diffuse the heat, and said casually: “It’s okay, the poor monk can enjoy the simple tea and light food, and he can also enjoy the extravagant service.”

“Coarse tea and light food are empty, and so are extravagant services. The mage is worthy of being an eminent monk.” Duan Xiangfei was stunned for a moment, and praised.

This is your own understanding. Meng Qi smiled a little stiffly.

For the next ten days, Meng Qi kept concentrating on the acupoints, practiced the Magic of Illusion and the fifth pass of the golden bell cover, rehearsed “Luo Hongchen”, pondered “Yan Luo Tie”, and sometimes read a book with the Dugu Nine Swords. It is very fulfilling to read.

Although cultivation in this world is much slower than in the main world, Meng Qiqiao’s acupoints have already been opened, and the condensing is assisted by the “Virtual Shape Yihua Pill”, which is even. It has nothing to do with itself. The advancement of swordsmanship and swordsmanship basically belongs to one’s own pondering, comprehension and competition with others. As long as there is a suitable opponent, it does not involve the environment. The progress of Dafa cultivation is very slow.

However, perhaps because of the shallow foundation of kendo, the difficulty of getting started with “Dugu Nine Swords”, and Meng Qi’s lack of understanding, so when he arrived at “Ningcheng” where Changhua Temple is located, he had no clue at all.

“Master, it’s getting late, let’s rest in the city for a day, and go to Changhua Temple outside the city tomorrow.” Along the way, Duan Mingcheng was very eager, because Master Zhending occasionally revealed the most important principles of martial arts in his speech They are all very thought-provoking.

Meng Qi looked at Duan Xiangfei and Duan Mingcheng, and said with a smile, “Your guest is up to you, but the poor monk has to go to the book store to buy books.”

“Book of Changes” Duan Xiangfei asked a little strangely, there is indeed a Book of Changes in this world, but a monk always looks weird when reading the Book of Changes.

“By analogy.” Of course, Meng Qi would not say that he was trying to make up for common sense, and the introduction to Dugu Nine Swords did involve a little bit of content.

Duan Xiangfei didn’t ask any more questions. Instructing Duan Mingcheng to go to the inn to take care of things first, he and Meng Qi walked leisurely through the downtown area. After buying the Book of Changes at a bookstore, I entered a lively restaurant.

As soon as he stepped in, noisy voices rushed towards his face. Meng Qi had almost finished condensing the relevant acupoints of his ear orifices. With a slight thought, he could distinguish different voices. Some people were sharing various things in the world recently, many of them mentioned Meng Qi, for example, Master Zhending was highly respected, with a white beard hanging down his chest, someone was lucky enough to meet him once, and was taught by him, for example, several great masters were stimulated. Very eager to touch the boundary between man and god.

“At first, I thought that there would be no way out for the Grandmaster, but I never thought that the Master Zhending was able to reach the gods with one sword, and he cut the road to the gods, which is really a blessing in the martial arts world.”

With such words, Meng Qi and Duan Xiangfei looked at each other and smiled, and went up to the second floor. Since there was no private room, I found a place by the window.

“There is a Luoxue knife near Changhua Temple. If the mage wants to learn from each other, this old man can lead the way.” Duan Xiangfei said with a smile.

Meng Qi nodded: “I’m sorry.”

After Duan Xiangfei ordered a few vegetarian dishes, he suddenly sighed: “The boundary between man and god is unpredictable. Except for people like mages, I don’t know who has this hope.”

“What do you think, old Duan?” Meng Qi looked at Duan Xiangfei with a smile.

Duan Xiangfei pondered for a while and said: “Cui Xu is full of talent. He has a firm mind. He has condensed the ancestral aperture between the eyebrows twice, which is equivalent to the completion of the magic of illusion, and opened other sacred treasures. If he does not die, I am afraid that he can really touch the boundary between man and god.”Meng Qi’s expression remained unchanged and he said: “Cui Xu is eager for quick success, and has lost his foundation. Even if he can open the boundary between man and god, it will only be a flash of youth, burning away without a trace, leaving only ghosts.”

“Then Luo Qing has already opened the secret treasure by himself at a young age. His swordsmanship is outstanding, and he is close to a god. In time, he may not be able to break the boundary between man and god.” Duan Xiangfei asked.

Meng Qi thought for a while and said: “I don’t know how many geniuses are outstanding when they are young, but they are ordinary when they grow up. Luo Qing is still far from the boundary between man and god, and there are many obstacles and hardships. It is hard to say that there is no hope, unless there is a big opportunity.”

Duan Xiangfei straightened his back and looked at Meng Qi with bright eyes: “Then the old man has hope.”

Meng Qi suddenly wanted to laugh. He felt like talking about a hero while cooking wine, but it was not bad. He restrained his smile and said solemnly: “Old Duan, you have been going astray for a long time, unless you can find your way back.”

“Wrong way…” Duan Xiangfei mumbled to himself with a gloomy expression, as if he wanted to ask Meng Qi for advice on how to get back when he lost his way, but he couldn’t open his mouth, so he said instead, “I don’t know which master is most likely to break the boundary between man and god in the mind of a mage.”

Meng Qi picked up the teacup, shook it lightly, imitating Cao Aman’s tone and said: “The master of the world, the only hope is the mourning monk of Xuanzong.”

This is the truth, no one else’s body can withstand the backlash when opening the bridge between the brows and the bridge between heaven and earth. Only the miserable monk has a certain hope for decades of pure Yang boy kung fu. Of course, he must first find the secret to open the spirit. hidden dharma door.

“What a loud tone.” Duan Xiangfei hadn’t spoken yet, but a voice came from the stairs. It was a mature and deep female voice.

Duan Xiangfei looked back, and saw a beautiful woman in a crimson palace dress and a middle-aged man with a dull face coming up side by side. She has a gorgeous appearance and a graceful figure. Water was about to drip out, but what attracted Meng Qi’s attention was the long knife hanging from her waist. The blade was very thin and seemed to be broken at any moment.

“I don’t know who it is, so it’s Mr. Xianyin.” The middle-aged beautiful woman said half-sarcastically, “I don’t know the name of this eminent monk, but I would like to ask Mr. Xianyin to introduce him for a while. I want to see what qualifications he has. Comment on the masters of the world.”

Duan Xiangfei remained calm, turned his head to Meng Qi with a smile, and said, “This is Madam Che, Che Wanxiu, nicknamed Luo Xuedao, and this is her husband, Mr. Xiang.”

Because Che Wanxiu is a great master of a generation, when outsiders introduce her, she is also called Mrs. Che, not Mrs. Xiang.

Meng Qi understood what he meant, and nodded slightly, indicating that he didn’t need to keep his identity secret, and that he would have to compete with Luo Xuedao after all.

Duan Xiangfei got the answer, stood up with a smile, and said to Che Wanxiu: “Mrs. Che, this mage is indeed qualified to comment on the world’s great masters.”

Before Che Wanxiu could speak, he added: “His name is definitely determined.”

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