Duan Mingcheng seemed to have seen the reconstruction of the Snow God Palace, the command of the martial arts not to dare to disobey, and the breaking of the boundary between man and god, climbing to the top, and flying with beauty, and so on, extremely beautiful, extremely sweet, and difficult to extricate himself.

The light was gathered, the people were scattered, Duan Mingcheng suddenly felt like a dream, and woke up, only to feel extremely lost, and he couldn't wait to go back to just now.

"Alas, the mage's sword technique is superb, it really refers to the human heart, and the old man is ashamed. ”

Duan Xiangfei's tone full of frustration and loss made Duan Mingcheng completely sober, looking at the white monk robe in front of him, the Zhending Master who was floating out of the world, thinking back to the indescribable sword light just now, his heart shook inexplicably, it turned out that this was a knife through the gods, worthy of a knife through the gods!

There is a vast and profound world in front of his eyes again, which is full of all kinds of mysteries, his past self is really like a frog at the bottom of a well, and his knowledge is shallow, and he even doubts the sword attainments of Master Zhending, there is such a sword technique in the world!

Meng Qi slashed Duan Xiangfei with the back of the knife, and finally retracted his strength, so he didn't cause any big damage, just made Duan Xiangfei cough a few times, of course, his soul was "traumatized" but not light, rebuilding the Snow God Palace was an obsession in his heart that he couldn't ask for for decades, and now he was attracted by the "falling red dust", naturally he was sad and ashamed, it was difficult to hold himself, and the negative feelings could not be dissipated for a long time.

"Amitabha, if the donor has no flawlessness in his heart, the knife of the poor monk has no chance to take advantage of it, and the donor loses himself. In this case, Meng Qi will certainly not let go of the opportunity to create the image of a monk.

Duan Xiangfei was an old fox after all, and after taking a light breath, his face returned to normal: "The mage doesn't need to say much, the old man knows his own affairs." We'll go out tomorrow and take a boat to Changhua Temple. Okay?"

"I don't know how many days it will take. Meng Qi is most concerned about this, he is a little exhausted now, but he is not afraid of Duan Xiangfei's embarrassment, if he has a bad heart, he has the skill of sacrificing himself to urge the knife technique, there is a sad and crisp breeze, and there is a desperate dart, it will not be a problem to kill him.

Duan Xiangfei said thoughtlessly: "If it's a tailwind." It will be there in ten days. ”

If it's SF, it will be there tomorrow...... Meng Qi said a bad joke in his heart: "That's very good, old Duan, do you remember the last request, please help me collect some ordinary cheats, it's best to have some acupoints." ”

Duan Xiang is not shrewd and abnormal, how can he ask more. He smiled and said, "This is simple. ”

Meng Qi nodded, and was about to let Duan Xiangfei rest in the room, condensing the tricks, and suddenly remembered something: "Old Duan, you said that I broke the void with one sword. Ascending to the Pure Land of Buddhism, will it be a little troublesome for me to walk the rivers and lakes again, why don't I disguise myself and take a pseudonym?"

"It doesn't matter, Changhua Temple and Tianding City are one west and one east. Nearly a month away, no one in the vicinity should recognize you, Mage. Again. Duan Mingcheng smiled very respectfully and said, "Besides, even if someone recognizes the mage, I will also say that the mage sees that it is difficult for this world to break the boundary between man and god, so he deliberately goes to the lower realm and teaches **, Pudu the world." ”

"Old Duan, your talent for round words is stronger than your talent for martial arts. Meng Qi said "sincerely", this lying skill is definitely full, worthy of an old fox!

This problem, in fact, he doesn't care too much, with his current strength, although he can't talk about fighting invincible opponents all over the world, but he also has a slight upper hand in the face of grandmasters, as long as he is not besieged by several grandmasters, there will be no danger.

"Thank you, Master, for the compliment. Duan Xiangfei was not a little embarrassed, and replied with a smile.

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

The next day, Meng Qi, who began to condense the tricks, went to the riverside under the guidance of Duan Xiangfei and Duan Mingcheng, and there were already carved railings and jade buildings, and gorgeous huge buildings and boats were moored there.

"Last night, I asked Mingcheng to inform his subordinates to prepare. Duan Xiangfei explained casually, took Meng Qi to the deck, and entered the cabin, where there were beautiful maids making tea and pouring water, and serving them meticulously.

Meng Qi smiled and watched the maids fly around like butterflies and warblers, and quipped: "Old Duan, when I first saw you, you were just taking a small broken boat, and I didn't expect that there would be such a luxurious building boat, and the real person didn't show up." ”

Duan Xiangfei picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile: "The old man is idle, but he likes to take boats, but this time he is afraid of neglecting the mage." ”

"Is the poor monk like that kind of wine and meat monk?" Meng Qi said with a smile, it is a wine and meat monk!

Duan Xiangfei nodded lightly: "But the old man didn't think it through, the mage is out of the world, how can he be a person who indulges in luxury and enjoyment, why don't we abandon the ship and change boats?"

Meng Qi leisurely spread the heat with the tea cover, and said casually: "It's okay, the poor monk can tolerate coarse tea and light rice, and he can also enjoy luxurious service." ”

"Coarse tea and light rice are empty, and luxury service is also empty, and the master is worthy of being a high-ranking monk. Duan Xiangfei was stunned for a moment and exclaimed.

This is your own understanding...... Meng Qi smiled a little stiffly.

After ten days, Meng Qi continued to condense the tricks, practiced the illusion ** and the fifth level of the Golden Bell Jar, practiced "Falling Red Dust", pondered "Yama Luo Ti", and sometimes read "Dugu Nine Swords", which was very fulfilling.

Although the cultivation of this world is much slower than that of the main world, Meng Qi's acupoint has been opened, and the condensation is assisted by the "Void Form Yihua Dan", but it is flat, and unless the ear opening is forcibly impacted, it depends on sharpening, and has nothing to do with the world itself, and the progress of sword and swordsmanship is basically one's own pondering, understanding and learning from others, as long as there is a suitable opponent, it does not involve the environment, so the main thing is that the cultivation progress of the fifth level of the Golden Bell Jar to the consummation of Cheng Dù Sealing and the illusion ** is very slow.

However, perhaps it was because the foundation of kendo was shallow, the entry of "Dugu Nine Swords" was very difficult, and Meng Qi's comprehension had not arrived, so when he arrived at "Ningcheng", where Changhua Temple was located, he had no clue.

"Master, it's getting late, let's rest in the city for a day, and then go to Changhua Temple outside the city tomorrow. Along the way, Duan Mingcheng was very earnest, because the martial arts principles occasionally revealed in Master Zhending's words were very thought-provoking.

Meng Qi looked at Duan Xiangfei and Duan Mingcheng, and said with a smile: "The guest is as he pleases, but the poor monk has to go to the bookstore to buy a copy of "Yi". ”

"I Ching?" Duan Xiangfei asked a little strangely, there is indeed a Book of Changes in this world, but a monk always looks strange when he reads the Book of Changes.

"It's just a bypass. Of course, Meng Qi will not say that he is making up for common sense, and the introduction to "Dugu Nine Swords" does involve some content in "Yi".

Duan Xiangfei didn't ask any more. Instructed Duan Mingcheng to go to the inn first, and he and Meng Qi walked leisurely through the city. After going to the bookstore to buy the Book of Changes, I entered a lively restaurant.

As soon as he stepped in, the noisy sound of speech came to his face, Meng Qi's ear and related knots were almost condensed, and with a slight thought, he could distinguish different voices, some people were discussing the provincial test, and some people were boasting about killing the mountain bandits. Some people are exchanging all kinds of things in the rivers and lakes recently, and there are many mentions of Meng Qi, such as Master Zhending, who is highly respected, has a white beard and hangs down his chest, and he is fortunate to meet him once, and he has been taught, for example, several great masters have been stimulated. Extraordinarily eager to touch the boundaries of man and god.

"I originally thought that there was no way out after the grandmaster, but I didn't expect that Master Zhending would be able to cut out the path of man and god with one sword, which is really a blessing for martial arts!"

In such words, Meng Qi and Duan Xiangfei looked at each other and smiled, and climbed to the second floor. Because there was no private room, I found a place by the window.

"There is a 'falling snow knife' near Changhua Temple, if the mage wants to learn, the old man can lead the way. Duan Xiangfei said with a smile.

Meng Qi nodded: "It's hard work." ”

After Duan Xiangfei ordered a few vegetarian dishes, he suddenly sighed: "The boundary between man and god is unpredictable. I don't know who has this hope except for the mage......"

"What do you think, Old Duan?" Meng Qi looked at Duan Xiangfei with a smile.

Duan Xiangfei pondered for a moment and said, "Cui Xu is talented. Determined, condensed the eyebrows and hearts twice, it is equivalent to the consummation of the illusion, and open other gods, if you are immortal, I am afraid you can really touch the boundary between people and gods. ”

Meng Qi's expression remained unchanged and said: "Cui Xu is in a hurry for quick success, he has lost his foundation, even if he can open the boundary between man and god, it will only be beautiful in an instant, burning without a trace, leaving the yin spirit in vain." ”

"What about Luo Qing, at a young age, he has already opened his own spiritual vault, his swordsmanship is outstanding, almost channeled, and over time, he may not be able to open the boundary between man and god. Duan Xiangfei asked.

Meng Qi thought for a while and said: "I don't know how many geniuses are outstanding when they are young, but they are very ordinary when they grow up, Luo Qing is still far from the boundary between man and god, and there are still many obstacles and difficulties, it is difficult to say that there is hope, unless you can get a big opportunity." ”

Duan Xiangfei straightened his back and looked at Meng Qi with shiny eyes: "What about the old decay?

Meng Qi suddenly wanted to laugh, how could he have the feeling of cooking wine and talking about heroes, but this is not bad, he restrained his smile and said seriously: "Old Duan, you have been astray for a long time, unless you can get lost." ”

"Misguided ......" Duan Xiangfei looked gloomy and muttered to himself, as if he wanted to ask Meng Qi for advice on how to get lost and return, but he couldn't open his mouth a little, and said instead, "I don't know which grandmaster is most likely to break the boundary between man and god in the mage's heart?"

Meng Qi picked up the teacup, shook it gently, and said in Cao Agui's tone: "The world's grandmaster, only the sad and bitter monks of the Xuanzong sect are hopeful." ”

This is the truth, other people's bodies can't resist the backlash when they open the entrance of the eyebrows and build a bridge to heaven and earth, only the sorrowful monk has a certain hope for decades of pure yang boy skill, of course, he must first find a way to open the spiritual secret.

"What a big breath. Duan Xiangfei hadn't spoken yet, but a voice came from the stairs, mature and low, but it was a female voice.

Duan Xiangfei looked back, only to see a beautiful woman in a scarlet palace dress and a middle-aged man with a wooden face coming up together, she looked gorgeous, her figure was graceful, and the whole person was like a ripe fruit, so full that it was about to drip water, but what made Meng Qi pay attention was the long knife hanging from her waist, the blade was very thin, and it seemed to break at any time.

"Who am I, it turns out to be Mr. Xianyin. The middle-aged beautiful woman said with half sarcasm, "I don't know the name of this 'high monk', but please introduce Mr. Xianyin, I want to see what qualifications he has to comment on the world's grandmasters." ”

Duan Xiangfei remained silent, turned his head to Meng Qi with a smile, and said: "This is Mrs. Che, Che Wanxiu, nicknamed 'Snow Knife', and this is her grandson, Mr. Xiang." ”

Because Che Wanxiu is a grandmaster, outsiders also call her Mrs. Che instead of Mrs. Xiang when they introduce her.

Meng Qi understood what he meant, and gently bowed, signaling that he didn't need to keep his identity secret, he would have to fight with the falling snow knife after all.

Duan Xiangfei received an answer, got up with a smile, and said to Che Wanxiu: "Mrs. Che, this mage is indeed qualified to comment on the world's grandmasters. ”

Without waiting for Che Wanxiu to speak, he added: "His name is really determined." ”

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