I Honor

: The Sword Enters the Capital

Peishui, the long river that the capital relies on for its survival, is full of turbulent currents and cascades of sail shadows, making it very lively.

Meng Qi and his party were standing on the bank of Peishui, looking at the rows of squares and cities on the opposite bank, and the city gate in the distance.

“I haven’t seen you in nine years, the prosperity of the capital is like yesterday.” Lu Guan was half sighing with emotion.

“If the captives from the west go south, such a prosperous scene will no longer be there. Please, Lu Shuai, take care of your health for the people and the world.” Taoist Tiger said sincerely.

He glanced at Meng Qi, and sighed: “Meng Xiaoyou, although I don’t know your origins, but this matter is all thanks to the help of you and Miss Ruan. Everyone in the world is afraid of the power of spies and the experts around him, only you are righteous.” In the lead, although Pindao cannot represent the people of the world, he can thank you on behalf of himself.”

Lu Guan nodded lightly: “Heroes are born in youth, and the kindness of the two friends, Lu will always remember it in his heart, and hope to repay it in the future.”

“We’re doing it for justice, not for personal favors. If Shuai Lu can repel the captives, that’s the best reward for us.” Meng Qi still looked like a stern swordsman.

Lu Guan nodded solemnly: “It is Lu’s lifelong ambition to expel the Western captives and avoid future troubles forever.”

With the capital in sight, pride and pressure arose in his heart. After boarding the boat, he remained silent, watching the rushing river and the crowds on the bank.

“Compared with the capital, Yuexi is one underground and one heaven.” Lu Zhongqi obviously relaxed a lot. After crossing Peishui and reaching the opposite bank, he can find the post station and take out the imperial decree. At that time, the danger will be over.

So he was in the mood to appreciate the banks of Peishui and the outline of the capital.

Taoist Tiger laughed and said: “Pindao doesn’t feel much about it, but he misses the champion red from Deshenglou very much. Tsk, just thinking about it makes the wine worms in his belly start to roll.”

Along the way, because he was afraid of making mistakes, he actually refrained from drinking.

Feeling the wind from the river, Meng Qi nodded slightly. The capital here is indeed larger and more prosperous than Xuanwu, but there are obviously fewer heroes in the rivers and lakes with swords and swords, and scholars and ladies walk under the willows on both sides of the river.

A large boat went down the river and passed in front of the ferry boat with five people, and the shadow shrouded it, as if the sky was dark.

Suddenly, a figure rushed over from the building boat, his figure was extremely fast, and there were almost afterimages left.

His sleeves were unfurled, fluttering in the wind. Like a goshawk fighting a rabbit, it perfectly forms a whole with the tumbling river, the slowly descending building boat, and the shadow between the two boats. No matter the angle or posture, it is very harmonious, as if bringing the surrounding world together. The slap made Meng Qi feel a little overwhelmed. The feeling of being repelled by the river and the shadows, it seems that the world is so big that there is no place for oneself.

It’s an inexhaustible sense. Meng Qi seemed to be challenging the world alone, his momentum was weakened, he didn’t dare to move rashly, it seemed that he could move his whole body with a single pull.

Air machine confrontation. Mental struggle, Meng Qi has a deeper understanding of these eight characters at this moment, not just various psychological skills. The creation of atmosphere and momentum, as well as a little understanding of the world and the way of nature.

This may be the only way to become a location. Meng Qi suddenly realized.

The attacking person slapped it with a palm, but it seemed that there was no force, it was empty, and it became bigger and bigger, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Zheng

Meng Qi drew his Bingque sword out of its sheath and rushed to attack directly. If he retreated, under the entanglement and oppression of this energy mechanism, he would immediately be completely at a disadvantage, and it would be difficult to get back.

The long sword was pointed obliquely, and the tip of the sword trembled unsteadily, covering all the openings of the attacker.

As soon as the sword light was raised, the attacker was slightly stagnant in mid-air, his palms changed, and the flaws disappeared first, becoming a trap to lure Meng Qi’s long sword into the net.

With a flick of his wrist, Meng Qi raised his long sword and pointed it at the attacker’s throat.

As soon as the long sword changed, the opponent took the lead again. With a wrong palm, it was scorching hot and cold, and swirled towards him, twisting the long sword.

Undead

Meng Qi instantly understood the opponent’s identity, and also understood the reason why his Dugu Nine Swords failed to work for two consecutive moves

Immortal seal method is good at detecting the enemy with true energy and mentally detecting the enemy. Before his own swordsmanship is used, he has already seen one or two from the muscle reaction, so he can naturally change first and set a trap

Meng Qi took a deep breath, and the long sword swirled and slashed obliquely, constantly changing, as if there was no end.

With a bang, Meng Qi’s long sword finally touched the opponent’s palm. At first it was masculine and fierce, and then it was soft, as if it wanted to pull Meng Qi over, making him feel so uncomfortable that he wanted to vomit blood.

However, Meng Qi had anticipated this a long time ago, as if he had reached a new level in the Dugu Nine Swords. Anticipating the enemy’s attack first, the long sword turned along the trend, taking advantage of the alternation of yang and yin, and slashed horizontally, as if it was about to cut at the enemy. empty space.

But as soon as the long sword changed, the opponent’s palms also changed, and it happened to be here, as if he came to the door by himself.

This time, even if Meng Qi’s change in swordsmanship could be detected in advance, it would be impossible to avoid it

Suddenly, the attacker stretched out his right palm and shot out circle after circle of air rings, “trapping” towards the tip of Meng Qi’s sword.

Meng Qi felt weak, but also as if the opponent’s artistic conception was true, he carried his long sword crookedly.

He hasn’t started his broken breath pose yet.

Meng Qi used his right hand to wield the sword before, but now he stretched out his left hand and drew out a jet black long knife. Contrary to the feeling of other people’s moves that don’t touch fireworks, he slashed out with a strong sense of mortals.

The knife lights up, and the electric light flickers one after another, illuminating the shadows, breaking the harmony between man and nature.

Splitting mountains to open roads and filling seas to create land is the way to survive in the secular world, and it is the road to all kinds of mortals

The opponent was startled, the aura disintegrated by itself, his eyes were reddish, as if thinking of his own imperial dominance, thinking of the Demon Sect ruling the roost.

The light of the saber touched his body, he suddenly came to his senses, whirled in mid-air like an inhuman, the strength of the saber entered his body, like a mud cow entering the sea, he disappeared without a trace.

He pressed the tip of the knife with one palm, and he flew back upside down.

The building boat passed the small ferry, the shadows disappeared, and the sun came back, bright and brilliant, and the suffocating battle before was like a dream.

Meng Qi looked sideways at the building, and happened to see a middle-aged scholar in a Confucian robe and a wide band looking at him from the railing. Their eyes met, and there seemed to be an electric spark jumping.

The evil lord Guan Yingmeng Qi put his sword back into its sheath, stern and indifferent.

Shocking Sword Xiaomeng Guanying’s temples were slightly white, with a smile on his mouth, indescribably elegant and elegant.

As the two boats got farther and farther away, Meng Qi suddenly chanted:

“While Huangtu Baye is talking and laughing, it’s too much to be drunk in life.”

Guan Ying’s eyes changed slightly, and he looked at the river in the distance with his hands behind his back, and his figure gradually disappeared where the shadows of the sails overlapped.

“It’s hard to live a drunk life, well, I like this poem so poorly,” Daoist Tiger said with a loud smile, unexpectedly Xiaomeng has such talent and mind.

The fight between Meng Qi and Xie Jun just now was fleeting and fleeting. Except for Ruan Yushu, no one else noticed it. They thought that the grand scene of the capital made the normally indifferent Xiao Mengye feel excited.

Meng Qi smiled, covered his mouth with his right hand, coughed lightly, and looked quietly, and found a lump of dark red inside.

Just now, under the seal of immortality, my true energy was involved and stirred up, and I suffered some internal injuries. Of course, because the golden bell cover has transformed the meridians and internal organs to be quite strong, the injury basically has no effect. If it is someone else, I am afraid I have to rest for a while time to recover.

However, the evil king is not intact

Meng Qi pulled out Xie Jie, and saw that there was a trace of blood on the tip of the knife, which was slightly scorched black under the electric light.

A knife was exchanged for a palm, and it was a tie. Meng Qi’s pride suddenly arose. Inspired by the Immortal Seal, he suddenly had some understanding of the essence of the Heavenly Sword.

To be in harmony with the nature of the heaven and earth, one must feel the corresponding way. The Immortal seal method is to rely on the complementarity and harmony of the true energy and the spirit to have the external part of the magic. Only when it is strong can it sense the world and get into the subtle state.

Along the way, Meng Qi listened to their discussions, and roughly understood the general division of realms, ordinary, internal master, earth realm, heaven realm, nuanced, enlightened.

Therefore, one’s own phantasm can take its essence, to help Tiandao practice.

Ruan Yushu seemed to feel the pride in Meng Qi’s heart, and gently stroked the guqin, the sound of which was majestic and far-reaching.

When the ferry arrived at the shore, the five of them set foot on the pier and went to the station.

Under the arrangement of the post station officials, iron cavalry escorted Lu Guan, Meng Qi and others into Beijing soon.

Not long after, a group of people arrived outside the city. Meng Qi raised his head, looked at the tall city gate, and watched the gate opening slowly unfolding like a scroll.

“Successfully escorted Lu Guan to Beijing. Once the main task is completed, each person will be rewarded with 200 meritorious deeds. After settling down, go to Xiaoxiang Tower, meet Luo Shengyi and his party, and start the second main task.”

The grand and solemn voice of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation resounded in the hearts of Meng Qi and Ruan Yushu.

In an elegant mansion, a good-looking old man looked at the person in front of him in a little astonishment: “Lu Guan entered Beijing alive.”

“Forgive me, Master Xiang. This subordinate really didn’t expect Lu Guan to have a master who is not inferior to the ghost king.” The man in front of him was sweating on his forehead.

“Didn’t the master say that the evil king also made a move?” The old man calmed down.

The person who reported shook his head: “I don’t know where the evil king is. That master is very young, and he is called Xiaomeng, the shocking sword.”

The old man “Xiao Meng” repeated the name.

In the courtyard overflowing with fragrance of flowers, a graceful woman in veil suddenly stood up: “Lu Guan is not dead”

“Yes, it is rumored that Xie Jun personally took action, but Lu Guan is still alive, because he has a very strong master by his side, who is said to be Xiaomeng, the Shocking Sword.” The woman who reported was a little scared and disdainful when talking about Xie Jun.

“Hmph, isn’t it said that the Immortal Sealing Technique is the best in the world? Shocking God Sword Xiaomeng, who is he?” The Mengsha woman paced back and forth.

In the Observation Building, a white-haired old man looked at the astrolabe in front of him, frowned and said to his disciples: “It is obvious that Lu Guan is going to die, why did a meteor pass by and change the trace?”

“I don’t know.” His disciple couldn’t figure it out at all.

The white-haired old man murmured to himself: “Shocking God Sword Xiaomeng” is not finished yet to be continued. . :