The evening breeze is blowing, the waves are gentle and undulating, and a flat boat is like a black spot on the vast deep blue, going against the trend.

Meng Qi sat on the head of the boat, the cool breeze was blowing, and the thoughts in his heart rose and fell.

After Liuluo left, due to the power behind him and the Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation, he had temporarily given up comprehending the Overlord Sword, looking for and waiting for a suitable and secret opportunity, so he did not stop at the Three Immortals Island, and returned to Jiangdong in a roaming attitude.

"Last time, I guessed that a person and a so-called 'three fruits' can establish a specific connection between each other, so as to awaken themselves with the help of the other party, and form a wrestle with the angler or possessed person, although Gu Demon Girl is vague, avoiding the truth and not admitting it, but the 'power behind the back will be unhappy' prompted by Liuluo seems to indirectly confirm this. Meng Qi is most concerned about this problem.

Now it seems that the fruit he has eaten is not only not harmful, but has contributed to the extrication of the current predicament, and at the critical moment in the future, it can not be said that he can wake up himself, completely take the initiative, and get rid of the angler.

Of course, it can't be said that Gu Xiaosang is kind, her situation is similar to herself, and she also needs such benefits.

It's hard to judge other things, but her unprofitable and early style of acting is certain.

Meng Qi tapped the bow of the boat, and the sound of tuk tuk was like a melody, floating far away.

Starting from Gu Xiaosang's "unfavorable years", after the precipitation of several events and the washing of time, Meng Qi recognized the shape clearly, and at the same time, he gradually wiped the spiritual platform and calmed the heart lake, depression, grief, wandering, depression and anger are useless, but interfere with judgment, the only way is to turn them into motivation, as a short-term "martial arts heart", improve the desire from the heart, temper the will of martial arts, spur their own improvement, and wait patiently for opportunities. Don't move blindly, don't be aggressive, don't give up on yourself, despair and depression.

The worst outcome of things is at most a dead word, I am not willing to die, but I will not tremble at the thought of possible death, and my legs tremble.

"But things must be done secretly, and the relatives and friends of the division commander cannot be implicated. Meng Qi had already made a decision and a direction, only to feel that the heaviness that had been pressing on his heart for a long time suddenly disappeared, and his body and mind were relaxed. I feel so uncomfortable, the slight astringent sea breeze I breathe is so wonderful, and the vast ocean and the magnificent sky are so shocking and cleansing to the soul.

"The sea laughs, the tide on both sides of the strait ......" Meng Qi patted the bow of the boat, singing heroically, the sea is vast, Fang Yuan has only himself, heaven and earth belong to one family, and slowly regain the free and easy mentality of entering the rivers and lakes in the past.

It's a long time. The sea is boundless, the sea is reckless, and there is no human figure in the senses, they are so magnificent. Compared to it, it is so small, but it is so small, and it has its own inner world. Inner Tai Chi, gestures can destroy a qiē "magnificent" as far as the line of sight can see.

This slightly contradictory contrast was one of Meng Qi's previous mental problems. The mentality of ordinary people, the extraordinary power, will naturally produce all kinds of confusion and wandering feelings, but the "extraordinary" mentality can not abandon their own character and all the way of doing things, become a stone, a kind of law without ups and downs, can only use the past as the basis, reconstruct the outlook on life, values and integrate with the soul, so that we can go further and better, and be less disturbed by the demons.

For example, with the growth of one's own longevity, compared with those who do not live to be 100 years old and below, there will be a sense of short-term and long-term dislocation, as if the two sides are not the same kind of beings, and they are currently advancing by leaps and bounds, only in their twenties, this feeling is not obvious, but in the future, if they can realize the Dharma Body, close to the help of the East Pole Immortal Pill and the Jade Void Golden Pill, maybe after a long retreat and cultivation, the acquaintance of the enlightened body and the following friends will fall and sit.

At that time, how to adjust to the resulting changes in feeling, and correctly view the short splendor and long years, will be the top priority of spiritual cultivation, according to some classical records, some Dharma bodies will regard themselves as high immortals, mortals as ants, indifferent and ruthless, and some will not interact with them at all, and different levels of life have no common language.

These are not right or wrong, but Meng Qi doesn't like it, what he appreciates most is the attitude of a senior, "affectionate but not tired", not thinking highly of himself, indifferent to ordinary people, and not grief-stricken because of the end of a friend's life, crying and crying, enjoying but not indulging, in this regard, Zhuangzi's wife died, drumming and singing, is a model of this mentality, and at the same time, it can be regarded as a thorough understanding of what life is and the mystery of life and death.

Thoughts are flying, Meng Qi's heart seems to be lively and precipitated, there is an indescribable beauty, I only feel that the soul is infinitely spreading, the sea water is clear, and it is delicate, if it is not for the shackles of the body, I am afraid that it can be far-reaching, and you can create a unique thing just by imagination.

Suddenly, his heart moved, looked to the east, only to see a flat boat speeding over, if it was not as lively as just now, I am afraid that it will only be found when it is close!

On top of the boat stood a young Taoist priest with a disheveled head, dressed in a cyan strange robe, his black hair swaying in the wind, revealing a handsome and dusty face, and his breath was empty, making it difficult for Meng Qi to judge the strength or weakness.

When the two boats met, the young Taoist priest looked at Meng Qi, the corners of his mouth were hooked, and he smiled slightly, kissing and being indifferent.

Meng Qi couldn't help but smile back.

This Ye Bian boat overtook Meng Qi's small boat, and sailed into the dark curtain ahead with lightning and thunder, as if it was about to return to Middle-earth.

Meng Qi was stunned, and suddenly remembered something, the swordsman Ning Tai he had met said that he had met a young man in a cyan strange robe in the East China Sea, and he often whispered "Who am I, who am I", could it be the person just now?

Dongyang Shenjun left a calligraphy of "who am I, who am I", and the guy who whispered "who am I, who is me" has been to Sanssouci Valley, visited the Huangquan place in Zhenwu Town, and locked the janitor by the door, chattering with gods......

But the Taoist priest just now was refreshed, and he didn't see the slightest madness and self-talking.

Meng Qi was not sure, so he immediately flew up, performed a somersault step, and hurriedly chased away, but the guy who passed by just now was gone, rippling blue waves, endless, empty and empty.

You're not going to go to the bottom of the sea, are you...... Meng Qi thought about it, drilled into the sea, sensed the surroundings, and gradually dived.

As the pressure increased, the sea of vitality between heaven and earth merged with the water, and it was difficult to breathe it out normally, the surrounding light faded, and it was pitch black, and Meng Qi simply turned into a blue-blooded person, like a fish in water.

After searching for a long time, Meng Qi found some underwater ruins that had long been rotten and broken, and found a sea eye that led to a whirlpool, the water was dark and dark, the waves were surging, heavy and heavy, and the rotation was torn apart.

"Even if you have eight or nine Xuangong in cultivation, and you have to defend yourself in Kunlun Dao robes, I am afraid that you will have to achieve a half-step method before you can resist sneaking in, or exchange it with a water avoidance bead of huàn god soldier. Meng Qi squatted near the eye of the sea, his spirit spreading, judging the strength and weakness.

Once extended into the eye of the sea, his spirit would be crushed and drowned, and the pain would be abnormal.

"The Taoist priest just now drove the boat into the sea eye?" Meng Qi frowned and thought.

This sea eye is deep and unfathomable, I don't know where it is connected, there will be opportunities in the future, you have to explore, and there will be more hope for more ways and more harvests!

............

Outside the gate of the Snow Mountain Pai, Mr. Lu Da watched Yunhe Zhenren follow the other party's strong man in the exterior scene.

After knowing the origin of the Vientiane Gate, the Snow Mountain Sect, who was the guardian of the tomb, did not embarrass Yunhe and was ready to take him into one of the nine immortal tombs, but Mr. Lu Da could not follow.

Mr. Lu Da waited patiently, and after half an hour, Yunhe Zhenren flew out, his face was slightly ugly, his expression was quite solemn, and there was a bit of horror in his eyes, as if he had seen something terrifying, strange and incredible.

Seeing that he didn't mean to say it, Mr. Lu Da didn't ask.

"There are many oases in the Western Regions, and there are many ownerless, so it is better to build a mountain gate here. Yunhe Zhenren said.

The most important thing is that the Great Asura Mengnan died at the hands of Su Nameless, and the Western Regions was no longer able to live.

Mr. Lu Da bowed slightly: "Real people are casual." ”

............

The location of the golden horde of the grassland is a mess, and there are collapsed tents everywhere, and they are no longer in full bloom.

After the fall of Daman and the disappearance of Guldo, as Ye Yuqi said, many grandmasters and strong people from the Northern Zhou Dynasty came to the grassland, hunted the strong, destroyed the ancestral spirits of the tribe, and cut off the rising power of the grassland and looted treasures, occupying a resource-rich land.

In this process, the grassland was very chaotic, and many cults and leftist ways took advantage of the situation to fish in troubled waters, and many careerists colluded everywhere in search of adventures.

In a dilapidated tent, the horse-faced Taoist priest in a feather coat looked at the open-minded warrior in front of him who was tortured to death by his own cult ritual, and said to his disciple with a slight meaning: "The life of a mortal is really fragile, and it will pass away if you are not careful. ”

His disciple was about to say a few words of compliment, when he suddenly saw a flash of the sword, the light of his master's robe shattered, covering his throat, and the lotus sounded, and the Yuan Shen tried to escape, but was trapped in the body.

After just one breath, the horse-faced Taoist priest fell to the ground with his head on his back, and his life was lost.

"Master's life is also fragile...... this disciple spontaneously came to this thought.

Then, he saw that there was a young warrior in black in the tent, his handsome appearance, his masculine temperament, and his peculiar long knife all gave people an extremely familiar feeling.

"Crazy Knife Su Meng!" he blurted out, full of horror.

This was also his last word.

Meng Qi killed the members of the cult and walked out of the tent, looking at the messy and wide golden tent, sensing the slightest movement.

After returning to Middle-earth, he came to the grassland, to hunt down and kill Haswula, quit killing Taoists, etc., some time ago, I heard that there were many strange things near the Golden Horde, and several exterior scenes were missing, so I came to investigate. (To be continued......)