I Honor

Three Hundred and Ninety-Nine

After exiting the mountain gate of Xijiange, Meng Qi was about to fly away, when suddenly there was a blur in front of his eyes, and there was another figure, young and handsome in green clothes and light robes, standing there as if he was in an infinite distance, the whole person was empty, without me and others .

Meng Qi was startled, and saluted, “Senior Su.”

This person is the “Heavenly Sword” Su Wuming. His deeds, his reputation, and his tyranny needless to say, can be described in only three words: “Su Wuming”

Ever since he knew this name, this was the first time Meng Qi met this legendary figure face to face.

Su Wuming hung his hands on his sides, turned his body, and walked slowly in front of Meng Qi. His voice had the indifference and vicissitudes of seeing through the world of mortals, and he asked abruptly, “Do you know the difference between him and me?”

He asked why Meng Qi was puzzled, and pondered for a while before saying: “Normally speaking, the creatures in the real world can be called the real self, and their reflections in different universes manifest as other self. In the beginning, this kind of reflection Manifestation is a projection, so the creatures at the beginning of the ancient times are all legends. After the world changes, the reflection manifester is separated from the self, has independent spirituality, and becomes a real creature. Therefore, no matter what kind of practitioners want to achieve legends , you have to communicate with them, all of us are one.”

“But all things are born with no other sentient beings. If they can see themselves, they and I are also the self, and they don’t necessarily have to be the attachment of the real world.”

He felt it.

Su Wuming didn’t make any other movements, nor did he show any expression. He continued to move forward slowly, leaving Meng Qi with a back view: “Just understand.”

“Already separated and independent, the reincarnation memory of him and me in previous lives will not be traced back to the self, but it does not prevent him and me from being communicated by the self and being fused by him.”

Meng Qi’s mind exploded, he was shocked and suddenly realized, no wonder when he awakened the reincarnation memory of each other’s past lives with the Living Buddha in the world of the Sword Emperor and Demon Empress, there was nothing at the end, could not see Ananda, and could not see other powerful

It turns out that I am indeed “other me” and not the Daobiao. After the incident of the Eternal Life Valley, Meng Qi was more sure that he was the angler’s fish and the other party’s “other me”, but after knowing the existence of the Daobiao, he doubted who he was. Beacon of the return of power, such as the distracted reincarnation of the old Black Mountain demon.

Su Wuming appeared out of nowhere, seemingly walking alongside him at random, just to mention this matter

How could he know that he had awakened the reincarnation memory of his previous life?

An inexplicable feeling surged up, and Meng Qi had a flash of inspiration. When he looked at Su Wuming again, he was clearly familiar, and he blurted out:

“Senior Sword Emperor”

The sword emperor who once taught himself on the way of the sword, the sword emperor who likes to support his younger generations, the sword emperor in the world where the Living Buddha lives

It turns out that Senior Sword Emperor is the “he and I” of Senior Su Wuming, no wonder he knew about my battle with the Living Buddha

Su Wuming nodded slightly, with his hands behind his back, indifferent and indifferent, he said casually: “If you can communicate with others and merge with yourself, you will open the door of legend. , and can be naturally projected into it with the splitting and birth of countless universes, leaving a mark, and if there is no omission, it will become a legend, unique in all worlds.”

I took “Sacred Heart” as an example because I have seen Meng Qi listen very attentively.

Even if the fusion part “he and I” opens the door of legend, doesn’t that mean that Su Wuming himself opened the door of legend?

Su Wuming still didn’t look back, and walked forward: “Legendaries have imprints in all universes and worlds. As long as one imprint is indestructible, the legend will not die. Therefore, many legends will secretly leave more than normal projection imprints. , Exist in the form of the other and me that has not yet merged, and forge the causal barriers to deceive the opponent, and return when it is killed and sealed.”

The four words that he still remembers suddenly appeared in Meng Qi’s mind: So that’s it

I’m the backhand for the angler’s resurrection or escape

It has the same purpose as the road sign of the avenue

Only Su Wuming, who has opened the door of legend, can understand and explain similar things clearly.

After saying these words, Su Wuming walked forward quietly, without another word, indifferent and meaningful.

Meng Qifu understood to his heart that he was waiting for him to ask a question, so he said: “Senior Su, how can we break the connection between him and me?”

“Everything in the past, disappear in smoke” is a similar move?

It was early in the morning, the sun was not strong, and there was still mist lingering in the forest road. Like a fairy walking in the mist, Su Wuming said flatly: “Either you learn from Mr. Lu Da and seek yourself. You are the only one and don’t see others. The connection will be broken naturally, and when you can project yourself into the universe again, leaving a mark, without any omission, it will be a real legend with life and time.”

He casually mentioned the future of Mr. Lu Da’s road, because this road is obviously more suitable for Meng Qi’s situation.

Mr. Lu Da’s “self” road without more than ten years of concentration and immersion will not be able to do the matter of the Valley of Eternal Life. How could Meng Qi not think about his own path, learning from Mr. Lu Da but not being the first choice like Mr. Lu Da? There is no shortcut to what a drop of water wears through a stone.

“Either there is the knife of cause and effect, which can cut off all kinds of connections and gain self from external things.” Su Wuming continued.

Phew, Meng Qi breathed a sigh of relief, his direction was correct

Su Wuming wore a green shirt, leaving only his back, looming in the mist: “The connection between the self and the other comes from the Dao, which is subtle and difficult to see, and is one of the biggest obstacles to the legend of the body. I am in charge of the Haotian Mirror, It took more than ten years, at the risk of losing oneself, to grasp the clues. If there is not so much time, there is only one way to see it, and that is when the angler tries to take the fish back. , the connection would be very obvious.”

“Senior Su, can you seal the Dao?” Meng Qi’s pupils contracted, he didn’t expect such a thing to happen.

Su Wuming paused: “If it’s the cause of all effects, maybe it can, but I don’t know much about the seal of Tao, so I can’t be sure.”

Anyway, I don’t have that much time. Meng Qi sighed softly.

Su Wuming stepped forward again, with an indifferent tone: “If the fisherman is someone from the other side trying to recover, then you have to not only cut off the connection between your self and him, because every life in your previous reincarnation will become him, merging with your self. I, thus, use the long river of time to trace back to you.”

No wonder he had to go through all kinds of things. Meng Qi was startled, and suddenly understood Bawang’s real intention for naming this cut.

Not only to cut off the connection between the angler and himself, but also to cut off all the past, leaving only this life and the next life.

Of course, the premise is that the person behind it is the big man from the other side

At this moment, the wind blew past and the fog dissipated. Su Wuming took a step forward, his figure was illusory, and instantly disappeared before Meng Qi’s eyes. It seemed that the conversation just now was just an illusion.

Meng Qi turned around and sincerely bowed to Xijiange.

However, Senior Su’s words seem to have something to say.

what is he afraid to say

Outside Langya, Yuhu is clear, and a small boat floats on it.

Ruan Yushu, who was in a cold white dress, sat on the bow of the boat with a guqin on his knees, looked at Meng Qi in front of him, and said seriously:

“You want to buy me fish”

In this season, there is not much to eat in the lake, and fish is one kind.

Meng Qi couldn’t help laughing,He let out a sound, only to feel that Shen Jing’s slightly sad mood had improved a lot during this period of time, then he took out the light green seed, handed it to Ruan Yushu, and said via voice transmission: “I have completed the Zhenwu chain mission, this is the mission reward, it is Jietian The general outline of the Seven Swords, it is the manifestation of the Dao, it is all-encompassing, not just swordsmanship, it is equally useful to you.”

Ruan Yushu is younger than himself, with a cold and cute personality. Watching her grow up day by day, it’s like a girl in my family who has just grown up. Meng Qi came here to say goodbye, so he couldn’t help but tell her a few words.

Ruan Yushu frowned slightly, and glanced at Meng Qi with some doubts in his eyes, but he didn’t ask.

She took the seeds, absorbed the contents, and was about to return them to Meng Qi, but Meng Qi waved his hand with a calm expression, and said with a slight smile, “You keep it for me first, and if you are destined to meet Senior Brother Qi in the future, remember to give it to him.”

Ruan Yushu’s big black and white eyes fixedly looked at Meng Qi, and finally couldn’t help saying: “You have something on your mind, you are in danger.”

“Some things are destined to be faced.” Meng Qi smiled sincerely, “If you want to help me, just play the piano and see me off. Maybe Daozuo will meet again in the future.”

The lake breeze blew, and the boat swayed lightly. Ruan Yushu pursed his lips, bit his white teeth lightly, and his beautiful eyes seemed to be filled with mist. Then he arranged the guqin and stroked it gently.

Meng Qi hugged the back of his head with his hands, fell down slowly, and lay on the boat, looking up at the cloudless blue sky, with the faint sound of the piano beside his ears, which was absolutely beautiful.

Suddenly, Meng Qi got up, stepped on the lake water, and with fluttering sleeves, walked to the distance amidst the sound of the piano, and sang in a low voice:

“A laugh in the sea, surging tides on both sides of the strait”

“The breeze laughs, but it makes you lonely, and there is still a night photo of pride”

During the singing, Ruan Yushu watched Meng Qi’s green shirt disappear, and the sound of the piano changed, playing the song just now, echoing on the lake.

After leaving Langya, Meng Qi went straight to Guangling.

Although I am also good at magic calculation, there is still a gap between him and Mr. Wang who is specialized in this

“Hey, when a person is at a critical moment, it is inevitable to look for a magic stick for comfort.” Meng Qi shook his head and laughed at himself, appearing in front of the ancestral residence of the Wang family in Guangling.

The concierge rubbed his eyes, and greeted him: “But Mr. Su Mengsu”

“Exactly.” Meng Qi was not surprised by the wonder of the Wang family.

The concierge hurriedly smiled and said, “The head of the family is not here, so I only leave a letter for the young master.”

Wang Shengun actually avoided seeing Meng Qi frowned, took the letter, and saw that it said:

“Too early, ten deaths and no life.”

It was too early, Meng Qi’s heart sank slightly, and he asked again: “What else did Patriarch Wang say?”

“Everything in the past has disappeared.” The porter replied without hesitation.

With the same words, Meng Qi turned around and started to leave. Suddenly, he saw the stone tablet standing in front of the Wang family’s gate, which was the family motto left by Shusheng:

“The hexagrams can’t be exhausted, the things can’t be done, and the words can’t be explained.”

Meng Qi suddenly had a flash of inspiration and stopped where he was. Mr. Wang always emphasized that “everything in the past will disappear in smoke.” Could it be that he has already spoken thoroughly and violated the family precepts, or in fact he has not exhausted his words. The real meaning is hidden in the words.

Where is the unfinished part of “everything in the past, disappearing in smoke”

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