I Honor

: Masterpieces of Zhou County People

“There are new masters on the list.” The martial arts disciples opened their childlike eyes, curious and excited, chirping like a group of sparrows.

Although the world is big, not every issue of the list has newcomers, and they are newcomers who have never heard of them before.

“Junzijian is nicknamed as a righteous chivalrous man.”

“Of course, he and Hua Lun only met for the first time. With the help of swords and righteousness, they traveled the mountains at night and were not afraid of Luo Jiao. The name of a gentleman is worthy of the name.”

“It would be great if the Jianghu was full of gentlemen like Meng Shaoxia.”

Meng Qi, who was dressed as a white-robed Confucian student, wanted to die, and found that he still couldn’t accept the nickname “Junzijian”.

At the same time, he was full of doubts. The six doors shouldn’t be able to recognize him. Why did they come up with the notes of “waiting for examination” and “maybe a fake name”? What’s their purpose?

Forget it, anyway, I don’t plan to use the gentleman’s sword

He glanced at the back of the list and saw that the ranking hadn’t changed much because of the death of Sanhua Tiannv, so he calmed down and prepared to leave.

At this moment, the master of the martial arts gym ordered his disciples to take out a thick stack of paper and paste it on the screen wall facing the gate.

“Hey, Zhoujun Renjiepu” Meng Qi stopped in his steps, and with his eyes opened, even if the words were small and the distance was not close, he could still see clearly.

After reading, he found that it was a list of famous local masters listed by the six gates of the county. It did not rank, but only introduced the names, backgrounds, martial arts realm, and the most outstanding achievements. The comments are all famous people in Zhou County.

“As expected of the No. 1 city in Southwest China, even the branch of Six Doors is so independent that they have produced a local character spectrum,” Meng Qi praised.Shui and Xuanwu have only been seen in Zhou County.

Three mountains and four rivers are small places. It’s not normal. Xiliang is the main road between the Western Regions and the Great Jin Dynasty. Various people come and go frequently, so it’s difficult to fully investigate. In addition, the folk customs are tough, horses and bandits are mixed, and wrong comments often lead to vendettas, so there is no such thing. Xuanwu is In the sphere of influence of the Zhenwu faction, how could they be willing to have something similar to the list of people.

He glanced away. I browsed briefly, but didn’t take a closer look, because there are too many.

Suddenly, he gave a light snort, and saw “self” again:

“Name: Tang Jing.”

“Age: twenty-six.”

“Identity: The first son of the Tang family in Yicheng, ranking second.”

“Nicknames: Thunderbolt Overlord, Ghost Face Overlord, Tang Erlang.”

“Martial Arts: Six Apertures, the sword technique has entered the room. He has acquired the essence of vigour. In addition to his own Lijiang sword technique, he is also good at many sword techniques.”

“Reason for entering the score: Killing the nine-orifice master Tang Shu with one sword; being besieged by the iron-handed demon and the joyful demon, he can still turn defeat into victory and kill the iron-handed demon.”

“Comment: Jin Jinxian, the owner of Chiyang Martial Arts Hall, said: The sword technique should not be underestimated. It is enough to fight a master with seven or eight apertures, but the nine apertures need to be discussed. Tang Shu is the elder of the Tang family. The heart should not be strong, and it may even be subconscious resistance. The siege was too chaotic and there were no bones left. The only witness, Tang Ren, did not see how Tang Jing killed the iron-handed demon, so he could not do it accurately. Perhaps the iron-handed demon was affected by the treasure soldiers and died.”

“Huang Yuanba, the deacon elder of the Huang family in the capital of Yedu, said: “Be brave when you know your shame. The prodigal son will never change his money. When Tang Jing was in his twenties, he only had two orifices. He had never learned sword skills, but after being humiliated, he traveled for three years and went through hardships. He has already opened the six orifices, entered the room with the saber technique, beheaded the demons, and is not afraid of the nine orifices, which is really a model for the younger generations.”

“Zhou Jun Wang’s Shouzheng Sword King Zai said: Tang Jing’s sword is fierce and powerful, and it is suspected that a thunderbolt descends from the sky. It absorbs the vitality of the surrounding air, is invincible, and cuts everything. , it can be included in the top five, if it is not for the lack of record, it should be able to squeeze into the bottom of the list, it is a pity that some people are on the list, but no one is on the list.”

This kid Wang Zai is quite fair and objective. Meng Qi was praised a little bit, and he has a good impression of Wang Zai, and his nickname is much better than Mang King Kong, Thunder Saber, Mad Monk, and Gentleman Sword.

But why is it still the fierce and domineering type, instead of the stern, dusty, and handsome type with white clothes?

Meng Qi sucked his teeth, shook his head and left. Suddenly, there was a burst of cheers from behind:

“The owner is on the list”

Ermeng Qi had nothing to do, turned around curiously, followed their eyes and fingers, and saw the end of the list:

“Name: He Ye.”

“Age: sixty-two.”

“Identity: Master of Qingfeng Martial Arts, disciple of Chaosheng Sect.”

“Nickname: Tingchao Sword.”

“Martial arts: six orifices, good at using seven seven forty-nine ways to listen to the tide swordsmanship, and eighteen ways to use the tide-falling mad sword.”

“Reason for entering the spectrum: a virtuous elder, the martial arts gym he opened only accepts basic bundles, and there is no distinction between teaching and learning. Every year, martial arts disciples are favored by sects and aristocratic families. There are also three promising disciples in this year’s martial arts competition. Fame.”

The following comments are basically praising He Ye for his kindness and kindness. He always has something to say, and occasionally adds a sentence or two to teach his disciples.

Meng Qi is currently in the state of an idler in the rivers and lakes. He watched it with relish, but he didn’t understand what a martial arts competition was.

“What, you’re going to be the master in Yedu?” Meng Qi looked at Qi Zhengyan in astonishment.

Qi Zhengyan said without expression: “Well, my faction asked me to go to Yedu to be the head of the business, and manage the grain, rice, oil, salt and other shops.”

“This is a bright rise and a dark fall.” Meng Qi frowned. It seemed that he had been promoted and entered a prosperous place in the state city, but it sounded far worse than the current state of a prince.

Qi Zhengyan nodded and said: “The capital of Ye is a prefecture city. There is one of the elders of the general affairs of the sect who is resident, and there are many foreign deacons, and there are more than 20 deacons.”

“How could the Huanhua Sword Sect do this?” Meng Qi was a little puzzled.

Qi Zhengyan said slowly: “I did make a great contribution, but the aftermath treatment seems too selfish, even if I can’t make mistakes, I can’t take charge of it.”

No sect dares to entrust the power of a place to a selfish disciple, but selfishness returns to selfishness. As long as he does not violate the sect rules and substantially damage the sect’s interests, he will be rewarded for his merits, but he must be placed under supervision. under the state.

Meng Qi nodded and said, “I’m the one who has troubled you, Senior Brother Qi.”

He has changed his identity. He is a scholar who went to Yedu to study.

“It’s okay, it’s my own choice. Right now, the mission of death is the most important thing.” Qi Zhengyan said without showing any annoyance or blame, “It’s okay now, I can often discuss with you.”

“Well, just be careful of being followed.” Meng Qi let go of a little guilt and warned.

The world is strange, and I and Senior Brother Qi are reunited in Yedu again.

For the next six months, Meng Qi lived alone in the small courtyard, devoting himself to cultivation. From time to time, I exchanged ideas with Qi Zhengyan who came to visit, and consolidated what I had learned before. Not only did the sixth level of the golden bell cover get closer to completion, and I began to condense the related acupoints of the mouth orifice, but also formally cultivated the Xuangong to the level of the eye orifice.Duan, his eyesight is stronger, almost twice as much as before.

The foundation of the swordsmanship that he lacked in Dugu Nine Swords has already been laid, Zilei Jin has accumulated a lot, and “Kuang Lei Shocks the Nine Heavens” has also mastered various changes. It only needs to understand the true meaning of Thunder, and it can truly become an exterior move.

Meng Qi wasn’t worried about this, it was someone else. It may take ten or ten years to achieve a small degree of swordsmanship and gain the true meaning of Thunder, just like Tang Ren, but he has an incomplete inheritance of “God’s Night and Nine Extinctions”. After thinking about it day and night, I have a good understanding of Lei Ting’s true meaning, even though it is a little different from the sword intent required by “Mad Thunder Shocking Nine Heavens”. But there is also a difference, they are all belonging to Thor, and they can barely match, and when the death mission is urgent, they don’t care so much.

The only bottleneck is that Meng Qi’s “Compendium of Heavenly Swords” has not made much progress. Except for the four essences of the Dao of the Sword, he has only newly comprehended the power contained in the “Turning the Clouds Saber”.

In this regard, Meng Qi was very clear about the problem. He didn’t have enough knowledge on saber techniques, so it was difficult to comprehend by analogy. Only by observing different saber techniques can he fully grasp the outline of the Heavenly Saber.

It’s no wonder that Xijiange asked his disciples to observe the swordsmanship of hundreds of schools. Meng Qi felt that the swordsmanship in Zhuang’s heart was well-deserved. He planned to turn out the “Cold Wind Saber Technique” that he hadn’t practiced much before, and practice it hard to master the sword contained in it. Tao essence.

“Well, the top of the Tiandao Compendium is Tianwen Jiudao. Although it can’t be exchanged now, you can also buy a copy of “Tianwen” and think about it.” Meng Qi locked the courtyard door and went to the bookstore.

This world is very strange. There are many poems that Meng Qi has read in his previous life, and all of them are signed by the original authors.

However, because the time they were handed down is too far away from the present, no one can tell who the original author is and what his identity background is.

Of course, there are also many poems with clear sources and transmissions.

It’s the end of the new year, and it’s freezing cold, but there are many pedestrians on the road, buying new year’s goods.

Meng Qi wore a wide robe with big sleeves, and carried his hands behind his back, caged in the sleeves. As he walked towards the bookstore, his eyes wandered and looked around the alley.

“Should I go to Zhaocai Lane to eat Jian’s mutton soup, or go to Duozi Street to buy that oily fruit?” Meng Qi was thinking about lunch.

There are many delicacies in Yedu, all of which suit Meng Qi’s appetite. When he is not practicing martial arts, he often works tirelessly, walking through the streets and alleys, looking for every “legacy of the sea”.

It’s a pity that Qi Zhengyan didn’t want to put too much energy into the food, so Meng Qi could only walk around alone. Every time at this time, he would think that if Ruan Yushu was around, he would definitely follow behind him irresistibly.

After buying “Tianwen”, Meng Qi decided to eat Youguo. As soon as he arrived at the stall, he heard repeated greetings.

“Hello, Mr. Su.”

“Hee hee, I met you again.”

Next to the stall were some disciples of Qingfeng Martial Arts. They were just across from Meng Qi. They often met him at the door and food stalls. After a long time, seeing that he was a scholar, he would occasionally ask for the meaning of a certain word in the cheat book. So call him Mr.

Meng Qi smiled and nodded: “It’s almost the end of the new year, so come to the martial arts hall?”

A little girl with big eyes said with a bitter face: “Master said that fists can’t be separated from hands and tunes can’t be separated from mouth, and after the end of the year, there will be martial arts competitions. We also want to stand out and be favored by big schools or aristocratic families.”

“Tianhe, you have only learned martial arts for a year, so don’t worry.” Meng Qi understands the psychology of ordinary children who want to reduce the burden on their families and support themselves as soon as possible.

Qu Tianhe smiled and said: “Mr. Su, I’m just talking about it, anyone in the martial arts gym can beat me now.”

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Meng Qi, whose alias was Su Meng, returned to his yard carrying the oiled fruit. When he passed Qingfeng Martial Arts Hall, he suddenly heard suppressed crying.

He looked up and saw that it was He Mu, a martial arts student he was familiar with, and immediately curled his lips and said, “Man, why are you crying?”

He Mu is fourteen years old and has been studying martial arts for four years. He has accumulated a small amount of energy, is dedicated and enthusiastic about swordsmanship, and often asks Meng Qi for advice because a certain sword manual he bought contains characters he does not understand.

He Mu wiped his eyes, his eyes were red, and said stubbornly, “I didn’t cry.”

“Hey, have you lost the contest?” Meng Qi looked at the scar on the wooden sword on the back of his hand.

He Mu suddenly hid his right hand behind his back: “I, I was just careless, alas, you don’t understand these things.”

“Who said I’m a master of martial arts?” Meng Qi laughed half-truthfully.

He Mu also seemed to want to find someone to confide in, but he didn’t take it seriously when he heard the words, and said distressedly: “The martial arts competition is coming soon, but today I lost to the fifth brother seven times. Lose to me, I feel that Master He is very disappointed in me.”

Meng Qi patted the back of his left hand with his right hand “Tianwen” book, and said with great interest: “Let’s see how you lose.” To be continued. . :