I Honor

Eleven: Lin Zhenwu

Gu Xiaosang didn’t seem to notice Meng Qi’s vigilant gaze, and stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, his posture was graceful and extremely beautiful: “It is rumored that Bawang Jue Dao has been silent, and throughout the ages, no one in Taoism has been able to realize the peerless magic power of Bawang VI Zhan and Thunder God inherited God’s Night and Nine Extinctions, this may be because of conflicts with their own inheritance.”

“The root of the Tao is the scriptures and the girl’s heavenly scriptures, which claim to be able to condense the Nine Heavens Xuannv’s Dharma Body and the Huanxi Bodhisattva’s Golden Body respectively. It does conflict.” Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully.

Overlord’s Sword, in the evaluation of the Lord of the Six Paths of Samsara, is “the number one in stamina”, which is very different from the path of Yin and Yang Hehuan.

Gu Xiaosang spat, and said with a half-smile, “Those little sluts love to seduce other people’s lords and suck them up. Husbands must not have anything to do with them. If they meet, they will be hacked to death.”

Speaking of this, she giggled and said: “The concubine is still waiting for you to grow up and marry you, don’t lose your childish body first.”

She originally had an ethereal demeanor, but now her eyes were moving, revealing a bit of girlish delicacy and indescribable charm.

Crazy, perverted Meng Qi cursed in his stomach, but he also knew that Gu Xiaosang could not be accurate in ten sentences, and if she achieved her goal at that time, she would definitely turn her face and be ruthless.

Gu Xiaosang’s expression changed as he said, just now his eyes were seductive, which was hard to control, but in an instant, he was holy, like an orchid in an empty valley: “However, there was a male disciple in the previous generation, who was originally a medicine dregs furnace, but he claimed to be from the overlord. In Jue Dao, he realized a sword technique at the peak of location, and became one of the few male core disciples of Dao.

“He realized the sword technique from Bawang Jue Dao.” Meng Qi was a little stunned. He said that Ba Wang Jue Da had been silent all along.

Gu Xiaosang lightly nodded: “It’s not Overlord Six Slashes and Divine Night Nine Destroyers. He calls himself Seven Strikes of Purple Thunder.”

What she said was so plain that she didn’t think it was surprising. Meng Qi heard it in his ears, but he had mixed feelings. He didn’t know whether to be surprised or to laugh twice. Could this be a reincarnator who actually learned the “purple thunder” that he had always wanted to exchange? Seven strikes”

Judging from the fact that he was originally a medicine dregs stove, Meng Qi felt that this guess was 70% to 80% sure.

This “Seven Strikes of Purple Thunder” is the unique skill of the overlord in a comic that Meng Qi has read, and it is also a skill of gods and demons.

After talking about Overlord’s Sword, Gu Xiaosang didn’t mention his own purpose. Tilting his head slightly, he looked at Meng Qi with a smile in his eyes, with a kind of playfulness like that of a girl next door: “My husband just came out of the boat, stood on the bow, and crushed him step by step.Took the soul of my concubine’s subordinates, and beheaded him with a single sword. His demeanor was really outstanding, and the attitude of a master made the concubine’s body and mind beat faster. Her face was hot, and she wished she could snuggle up against her husband’s chest. ”

Meng Qi’s left sword and right sword remained unchanged, and he was still in the posture of attacking with all his strength, without relaxing at all.

Gu Xiaosang’s eyes became blurred: “Personal, unrestrained and elegant, although admirable, but he is upright and generous. He is also a majestic and good man with soaring pride. Evil demons block the way, cut them with one knife, be good and disturb the heart, kill them with one knife, nine heavens and ten earths, whoever refuses to obey, cut them with one knife, dominate the world, the concubine is willing to wash away the lead, and cook soup for her husband with bare hands.”

What she said was actually a little sincere, but Meng Qi didn’t believe a word of it. This guy was still tempting him to find a way to win the Overlord’s Sword.

Gu Xiaosang took out the jade flute again, and brought it to his lips, the melody was melodious, lingering and inseparable.

And the small boat under her feet sailed across the waves, slowly sailing into the darkness on the opposite river bank, the sound of the flute drifted away, curling up endlessly.

She came here empty-handed but also elegant, which made Meng Qi envious. Knowing a musical instrument is indeed a good way to increase your aura. It’s a pity that I don’t have the time to learn it.

If Gu Xiaosang knew that Meng Qi only cared about this, he didn’t know how he would feel.

Changed boats on Mengqi Road, and within two days, they went down the river and arrived at Xuanwu City. The Zhenwu sect’s mountain gate is twenty miles north of this city. The land does not accept court orders.

As soon as he got off the boat, Meng Qi felt different from the prosperity of “Three Mountains and Four Rivers”. There were people coming and going on the pier. Some are rich and some are poor, some are strong and some are weak, the voices are full of voices, and various accents echo.

Meng Qi took a deep breath to filter out all the smells of sweat, stink, and powder. He smelled the smell of roast chicken, the most famous smell of stinky tofu in Xuanwu City, and the smell of cooking anchovies. Find a restaurant and have a good meal.

But he was not impulsive, and planned to go to Zhang Yuanshan first, because only locals can find real local delicacies.

He still hid the three weapons in the big package, with his left hand holding the Bingque Sword, dressed as a swordsman in green shirt, and tightened the gauze cap tie with his right hand to prevent the wig from being squeezed out, which would be a big shame.

Walking along the spacious stone road, Meng Qi walked into the city, only to feel that it was more bustling, more lively and crowded with each other.

He said hello to the road to Zhang’s mansion, walked leisurely, looked around, like a country scholar entering a real big city for the first time, attracted many coveted eyes, wanted to steal his money, but the thieves returned without success, And when everyone was touching the purse, they got a slap on the palm, which was red and swollen, just like a teacher hitting his hand with a ruler when teaching his students in a private school.

The thieves knew that they had made a mistake. The other party was not so “simple” on the outside, but a cunning boy with extraordinary martial arts.

Because this place is the sphere of influence of the decent sect of the Zhenwu Sect, they dare not retaliate and make big troubles, so they can only walk away angrily.

Meng Qi reprimanded the thief viciously and turned into a road with relatively few people. The surrounding area was full of high-rise courtyards. After a while, he saw Zhang’s mansion by the bank of Xuanshui. The aura of the wealthy family.

He knew that Zhang Yuanshan was in the Zhenwu Sect’s mountain gate, and even the core of the Zhang family was in the auxiliary peak of Zhenwu Mountain. If he was still the direct descendant of Shaolin, he would definitely go to the mountain gate to post and wait for the Zhenwu Sect’s general affairs to inform Zhang Yuanshan. It is more appropriate to go to Zhang’s mansion and ask them to go to Zhang Yuanshan’s Hui people or lead him up the mountain.

On both sides of the gate of Zhang’s mansion, there is a horse pile with roots. At this time, most of them were tied with ropes, and the horses were snorting there.

“There are so many guests.” Meng Qi was a little puzzled. Under normal circumstances, how could there be so many guests?

He wondered if he encountered things like birthdays, weddings, etc.

“True little monk” Suddenly, a familiar female voice came from the entrance of the alley, with vague uncertainty.

Meng Qi was startled, and he held the hilt of the sword tightly with his left hand to prevent his identity from being revealed and causing trouble.

He looked back and saw a girl with an oval face hiding at the corner of two alleys. She is gentle and sweet, with the excitement of meeting acquaintances in a foreign land on her face, and she seems to have relieved her fear.

“True girl” Meng Qi raised his eyebrows, and walked over quickly. This girl is one of his little friends, Fu Zhenzhen, a disciple of Beizhou Yinghua Nunnery, and a master poison doctor.

She actually traveled thousands of miles south to Xuanwu to find her lover

I can’t see it. Fu Zhenzhen has a gentle appearance, but he is such a man of action. Meng Qi secretly praised him, and said with a half-smile: “Girl Zhenzhen, come to Senior Brother Zhang.”

“I’m here. I’ve been here for a few days, and I don’t dare to come to the door.” Fu Zhenzhen lowered his head and pulled the hem of his clothes, feeling like an ugly daughter-in-law who is afraid of seeing her in-laws.

Meng Qi held back his laughter and didn’t make fun of it. Fu Zhenzhen has a thin skin and can’t stand ridicule in this regard, and she is a master of medicine and poison. Don’t offend easily: “Exactly, I also want to find Senior Brother Zhang, let’s go together, by the way, just call me Meng Qi now.”

Fu Zhenzhen’s face was flushed, and she hummed lightly. She had read the list of people, so she stopped in time just now and did not call out Zhending.

Because Fu Zhenzhen was too shy and apprehensive, she didn’t move until the front of Zhang’s gate.Speak again.

Meng Qi walked up the steps with a smile, and said to the door: “Meng Qi, Miss Fu Zhenzhen, come to see Senior Brother Zhang Yuanshan together. You just need to tell Senior Brother Zhang our names, and he will come to see you.”

He used a tone that was very familiar with Zhang Yuanshan to avoid making things difficult for the door.

The door didn’t lift his eyelids, and said without any surprise: “You two guests, wait until someone leads today’s guest up the mountain, you follow.”

Today’s guest, Meng Qi, felt that things were a little weird. Just as he was about to ask questions, Zhang’s servants came out, followed by a large group of heroes, including monks, Taoists and vulgars, sons and beggars.

Menzi whispered a few words to Zhang’s servant, clarifying the identities of Meng Qi and Meng Qi, the servant nodded and saluted respectfully, asking them to follow.

A group of people did not ride a horse, passed through the city, and headed for Zhenwu Mountain.

“Meng Qi, when I saw your name on the list of people, I was almost shocked.” Fu Zhenzhen was older than Meng Qi, and the relationship between the two was neither far nor close, so he chose to call you by your full name.

Listening to her voice transmission, Meng Qi was both happy and sad. It is naturally a happy thing to be on the list of people and show her holiness in front of people, but the nickname is too ugly

“Girl Zhenzhen, you’re going south while you’re traveling.” Yinghua Nunnery has experts in outdoor scenes, but they’re not considered big factions. The disciples in the sect can travel down the mountain after they’ve been enlightened and stabilized. That’s why Meng Qi asked this question.

Fu Zhenzhen’s cheeks were flushed, and her eyes looked at her toes: “I, I thought about traveling and had nothing else to do, so I went south, and I exchanged the first part of the life-saving scriptures, so I can easily be noticed if I stay near the sect.”

It’s so affectionate and enviable! Meng Qi sighed, chatted casually with her, and listened to the conversations of other people in the world.

“The Zhang family and the Song family are married, I am afraid that the structure of the Zhenwu sect will change greatly.”

“They’re just protecting themselves. Over the past few decades, the Yao family has become stronger and stronger, and the three secular families are about to become one.”

The more Meng Qi heard it, the more strange he became, and he couldn’t help but ask the Taoist next to him, “This Taoist priest, today is the marriage banquet between Mrs. Zhang and Mrs. Song.”

The Taoist gave him a strange look, as if he wanted to say that you don’t know about this, so what are you doing here?

He paused and said: “Yes, today is the engagement banquet for Zhang Yuanshan of the Zhang family and Song Mingxi of the Song family.”

Meng Qi was shocked when he heard the words, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Fu Zhenzhen, only to see that her face turned pale and her body shook slightly, as if she was about to faint.

s: Ask for a recommendation ticket

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