I Honor

Meet and smile (recommended tickets on Monday)

The Dou’s store on the edge of the inner city of God’s Capital is used to being mixed with dragons and snakes, and gossips are flying around. It is the first choice for foreign warriors and merchants to inquire about things.

A man with a scar on his face pressed his bamboo hat, walked through the chaotic crowd, and sat down at a square table.

While waiting for Xiao Er to pour tea and water, his ears moved slightly, trying to find useful information from the chaotic and noisy voices.

“Speaking of a hero, a hero of Taoism, but he was in the phantom formation with a mad sword, and his body was slashed with a hundred wounds. He beheaded Fan Changmiao, the number one scholar in the current discipline, who is also the direct descendant of the Mietian Clan. As soon as the human and demon die, the phantom formation is in danger. All the officials in the political affairs hall use their magic power to finally break through the shackles and stop the conspiracy of the faint king, Luo Jiao, and Tianmen. own hero”

The person who talked so much was dressed as a storyteller, with a green shirt and a small cap, holding a startle in his hand. The people at the nearby tables were all listening, and the distance between the tables was moved very close.

The man with the scar on Kuang Dao’s face frowned, stood up, held a piece of silver in his hand, squeezed to the side of the storyteller, bowed his hands and saluted, doing all the etiquette in the world: “This gentleman, a person from Xiliang, suppressed you!” The batch of goods entered Beijing, and the atmosphere felt weird, as if something big had happened.”

While speaking, the ingot of silver has been handed over to the storyteller.

The storyteller weighed the silver secretly, confirmed the weight, and said with a smile: “Brother, I don’t know something, within seven days, at the Qionghua Banquet”

When the storyteller finished talking about the changes in the capital of God that day, the man with the scar on his face seemed to heave a sigh of relief: “So that’s the case, as long as it doesn’t affect my business, I don’t know what the court is like now.”

Mr. Storyteller patted Jingmu lightly: “Everyone in the Zhengshitang regards the overall situation as the most important thing, and they have never done anything to implicate them. From the six doors down from the head arrester, they are still officials in their original positions, but their salary is only punished. It’s just that, except for the gods Zhao The two grandmasters of the family, I am afraid they have changed their sects, and in addition, the top aristocratic families have top masters joining the six sects to serve as the head catcher of the golden medal.”

This matter has been widely spread, and everyone knows it. Although there is no talk of changing the family, as long as they are a little bit old and sophisticated, they can appreciate the mystery of it.

The man with the scar on his face nodded lightly, which is what should be done: “I don’t know which prince will succeed to the throne”

He spoke with a sense of culture. It covered up the reckless aura on his body.

“The crown prince seems to have something to do with the faint king’s affairs. He failed to succeed and only became the king of Liang. Now he lives in seclusion, cultivating himself and worshiping the Buddha.” The storyteller recalled the enthronement ceremony three days ago. The myth is implicated, and he is the man who killed his father, but after all, there is no evidence, after investigation by the officials of the Political Affairs Hall, he is finally regarded as the emperor.”

Abolishing the crown prince must have an upright reason, and one cannot talk about worshiping the Buddha, so he is implicated with the old emperor.

“The world is unpredictable,” the man with the scar on his face said with emotion.

“That’s not it.” Mr. Storyteller clicked his lips, “Do you know who the present prince is?”

“Although the current crown prince, King Jin, has married a wife, he hasn’t given birth yet.” The man with the scar on his face said in surprise.

Most of the people around him knew about it, and laughed lowly, laughing at his ignorance.

“Although the king of Jin, no. The current emperor has no sons, but the king of Zhou Jun is afraid that he has secretly communicated with the myth. After arguing with the princes, he said that he should first establish a prince as a check and balance. No, this has never been taken seriously. The king of Wei has become a great success.” The storyteller clicked his tongue, “It’s just a matter of picking up the crown prince. Brothers and brothers are good in ancient times.”

The man with the scar on his face listened very intently. Although this had nothing to do with the business, it had a certain influence on the forces behind him.

“Besides, the Sword of the Son of Heaven is no longer under the control of the royal family, but placed in the political affairs hall. The princes take turns guarding it, and handing it over to the emperor when necessary.” The follow-up said, “Tomorrow the faint king will be buried, and his posthumous title will be severe.”

The man with the scar on his face turned around in satisfaction, and muttered as he walked: “No wonder why the vision of Shendu I saw a few days ago turned out to be the wrong move by Fagao. It was six days ago.”

Apparently, he has been around the capital of God for some time.

He turned around in surprise and looked at Mr. Storyteller: “What happened to the vision six days ago?”

The storyteller was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed loudly: “The vision of the mad sword ascending to the sky in one step, covering the capital of the gods, going through four calamities, and becoming an exterior scene, shocked all the strong people.”

The man with the scar on his face gasped, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses. He frowned: “Tell me in detail.”

The storyteller smiled: “I witnessed it with my own eyes outside the Su’s courtyard that day.”

“Crazy Saber sent invitations widely. We all thought that we would imitate Xingyun’s old story, challenge the top players on the list, and use Qi to lead us to the sky. Who would have thought that Crazy Saber is better than invisible swords. You don’t need to be oppressed by life and death. Sit upright and talk and laugh. Open the porch in the room, communicate with the inside and outside, no matter how ordinary people are.”

He talked excitedly, lifted his green robe, and patted the table: “At that time, night fell, and the whole god was dark, with starsChen is as bright as a flower blooming. There are great suns rising from the east, golden crows flying wildly, chaotic holes appearing, and the earth floating. It was only when he arrived that he tried his best to split Chaos with injuries all over his body. ”

“It’s still the same, he was able to change clothes and toast at the end, talking and laughing happily, which made all the guests admire.”

“Wait a minute, Heavenly Thunder Calamity, Yin Fire Calamity, Golden Wind Calamity, and Chaos Calamity are the four heavenly tribulations.” The man with the scar on his face was extremely shocked.

“Of course” Mr. Storyteller was categorical, and at the same time his face was flushed, he seemed to be very excited, “Do you know who was the one who climbed to the fourth stage of the heavenly calamity last step?”

“The Heavenly Excalibur is only triple heavenly tribulation.” The man with the scar on his face shook his head with a confused expression.

The storyteller was afraid of being startled, which made him tremble all over: “Human Emperor!”

The man with the scar on the face of the “Human Emperor” was shocked and solemn, and couldn’t believe his ears.

“The news from the Jiangdong Wang family will still be wrong. Even if the world changes drastically, it is difficult for the mad sword to have the power of the emperor, but at least half a step of the Dharma body will be fine.” The storyteller seems to be asking and answering.

The man with the scar on his face was stunned and remained silent.

“Speaking of the Heavenly Excalibur, according to my brother-in-law from Six Doors, six days ago, Fairy Juejian broke through the death pass, and the sword light shone for hundreds of miles. She also passed through the triple heavenly tribulation.” Someone beside him interjected.

The storyteller took a deep breath: “According to the time, Da Luo Yaonv might reach the sky in one step. At that time, the top six people on the list were Invisible Sword, Da Luo Yaonv, Counting All People, Absolute Sword Fairy, Wolf King, and Crazy Dao. The prince’s wolf kings have all reached the sky in one step, this, this is a grand occasion that has never been seen since someone made the list.”

“Changes in the wind and clouds, and the appearance of golden scales, could it be a sign of catastrophe and troubled times?”

“Don’t wait for mediocre people to prefer to be peace dogs rather than people in troubled times. Looking through the history books, in troubled times, cities are often destroyed. Even if the incident of a hundred thousand dead souls in World War I escapes the impact of the location fight, it will still fall into the trap. Famine, people cannibalism four words, think about it for yourself.”

In times of peace, if there are droughts and floods, only the strong outsiders need to be dispatched. Mobilizing the power of heaven and earth should be able to alleviate the disaster, so it is basically a bumper harvest every year, but if troubled times come. Which location still has the leisure time to help people outside of the family?

Amidst the quarrel, the man with the scar on his face had left Dou’s shop.

“Crazy Saber has reached the sky in one step, we must tell Boss Zeluo quickly, they have a deadly feud, and this time let me inquire about the news of Crazy Saber” thinking. His face was solemn and his steps were hurried.

Affected by the location fight, more than half of the Yulin Garden forest was destroyed. The lake becomes larger, sparkling, and vast.

A light boat floated on the lake. Meng Qi sat on the prow of the boat, his green shirt being blown by the wind, smiling as he watched Su Ziyue make tea.

A figure jumped up from the stern of the boat, with a graceful posture, like a fairy. When the power was exhausted, he made an unimaginable twist and was about to change direction and fly back.

However, his folding movement was extremely clumsy, and his body fell directly into the lake, making a thumping sound.

“Second brother, you, why didn’t you catch Mr. Gu?” Su Ziyue stared blankly at Meng Qi.

Meng Qi looked at Gu Changqing who was showing his head, and said with a smile: “If there is no pain of failure, how can there be a deep memory, and how can there be improvement in martial arts?”

Gu Changqing has become a drowned chicken, his hair is wet and messy, but there is no pain on his face, and he keeps whispering: “It turns out that luck is wrong there, it turns out to be”

A few days ago, Meng Qi picked up Gu Changqing from Huanhou’s mansion, and taught him the “Seven Mantras” solemnly, and Gu Changqing also swore the Yuanshen vow that he would work hard to carry forward the “Seven Mantras”, establish a sect, and Passed down from generation to generation.

Su Ziyue is the only blood of the Tang family, and Meng Qi also taught her the “Seven Mantras”.

In Meng Qi’s view, the “Seven Mantras” are much better than the Su family’s inheritance.

“By Xu Linfeng is much more chic than Kun Wubu.” Su Ziyue completely believed Meng Qi’s words, and didn’t notice his hidden narrowness at all.

Although she didn’t know her real background, she felt that her “mother” was the first daughter of the Tang family, and she had half of the Tang family’s blood, and she was duty-bound to inherit the “Seven Mantras”.

Gu Changqing kept practicing and fell into the lake, while Meng Qi sipped tea and enjoyed the scenery, feeling peaceful and happy.

One day passed, Meng Qi just returned to the courtyard when he felt his eyes darkened, and his primordial spirit was dizzy and appeared in the Samsara Square.

As the light fell, Ruan Yushu, Qi Zhengyan and Zhao Heng stepped out, but Meng Qi’s eyes were cast on the face of the girl in light yellow clothes.

The sharpness hidden deep in her eyes has grown stronger, and she has become more stable and mature, and she can no longer be called a girl

Jiang Zhiwei also looked at Meng Qi, the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, and said with a sweet smile, “Fourth Heavenly Tribulation, the city is full of stars, it’s gratifying.”

Meng Qi then smiled: “The sword shines for hundreds of miles, cut through three calamities, and we are all happy together.”

When we meet and smile, the strangeness disappears

Ruan Yushu was also happy, his big eyes showed joy, and he kept whispering with Jiang Zhiwei.

Everyone recounted the past for a while, and heard that the mission evaluations were all “medium”, and after everyone except Jiang Zhiwei had made 200 good deeds, Meng Qi went to the central beam of light and put the spoils inside.

“Extinguishing the Devil’s Hand, treasure soldiers can be exchanged for two thousand good deeds.”

“Taiyi Freedom Sword, a sharp weapon that can be exchanged for sixty good deeds.”

At sixty, Meng Qi was startled for a moment, then suddenly realized that he and Jiang Zhiwei had become strangers.In the scene, Zhao Heng is also half a step, and the price of sharp weapons has shrunk significantly.

This is a sharp weapon to prevent powerful reincarnators from looting, attracting attention.

Because Jiang Zhiwei did not participate in the mission this time, the four of them shared equally, each with 515 meritorious deeds, plus the 1,700 earned before, each of them got a total of 2,215 meritorious deeds for this mission.

“Let’s exchange for the news of the next mission first.” Jiang Zhiwei suggested that she would do a solo mission to make up for this time, but the unused time can continue to be used for stability.

Jiang Zhiwei had 80 good deeds left before, just enough to make up the group, so the five of them asked to exchange for news about the next mission.

“The next mission is in a year and a half.”

“Because there are already two people on location, the strength gap between the teams is too large, and the mission will be divided. At present, it is difficult to determine the strength of the remaining three people before the next mission, so please check before starting.”

“Mission background: Five hundred years after the conferment of the gods, the saints will not come out, and the hundred families will not prosper.”

Five hundred years after becoming a god, Meng Qi’s pupils shrank suddenly.

s: Ask for a recommendation ticket on Monday

: