Those few warriors with swords and swords walked back and forth outside the post hall wall, waiting anxiously, hoping that the Mo Palace or several great immortal sects would confirm that Mr. Su and Miss Jiang were qi refiners, so that they and the others would have the courage and hope to face the danger.

The five of them were in no mood to talk, and the atmosphere between them was extremely depressing, just when the man with the scar on his forehead couldn't bear this feeling and tried to visit the door, they suddenly felt a terrifying pressure coming, which was the breath that made them and the others tremble physically and mentally, their eyes were black, and their thoughts were frozen!

They subconsciously looked up sluggishly, and saw a golden dragon with teeth and claws flying forward, more than ten feet long, after spreading its body in mid-air, almost obscuring the sight of themselves and others, and it was surrounded by white clouds, and a large shadow shrouded the post house, for a moment, it seemed that the end was coming. It's a lot of trepidation.

This golden dragon reflects brilliantly in the sun, the sun god stone is the eye, the essence of the gold is the claw, with dull and delicate joints, half like a dead thing and half old.

"Zhu Long!"

"Trap Dragon!"

"One of the thirty-six secret weapons of the Ink Palace!"

One by one, they blurted out, full of shock, and watched in amazement as the golden dragon landed in the inn.

"Su Xiaoyou, Miss Jiang, and the old man Zhu Kui came to visit. An old voice without any affection came from within the wall, neither polite nor arrogant, as if a cold stone was speaking.

Several martial artists looked at each other, and they all saw the astonishment in each other's eyes.

"Zhu, I wish the sect master to come in person!"

"No wonder Zhu Long flew to ......"

They could not restrain their feelings and exchanged in low voices.

As far as they are concerned, the sect is a fairy-like figure, and he has no intersection with ordinary people such as himself at all, and the lord is okay, even if he can change the mechanism and turn it into a scorching sun cannon, at most one cannon will blow up a house. Sweeping around, it is still in the category that the warrior can understand!

And there are less than twenty sects in the entire Ink Palace, each of whom is promoted by the most outstanding lord, and has passed on one of the thirty-six secret weapons, depending on the secret weapon, or can destroy the city and seal the river, or can collapse the mountain, or mysterious and unpredictable, or strong and terrifying, in short. They are the same as the Immortal Sect Heavenly Master, they are blessed with the thickness of the heavens, and they are not more than ordinary!

Such a big man actually came in person?

Is the inheritance of the Ancient Qi Refiner worthy of his attention, or is he going to directly and forcefully suppress it and simply incorporate it neatly?

Although these martial artists felt unbelievable at Meng Qi's fingers flicking away the flying sword, they were shocked and admired, as if they had seen a monster, but the power of the sect lasted for tens of thousands of years and was rooted in everyone's hearts. Facing Zhu Kui's arrival, they couldn't help but tremble, feeling that Mr. Su and Miss Jiang were afraid that something was wrong.

At that moment, they saw a white cloud fly down. Landing at the door of the post house, wearing a bamboo crown, wearing a blue robe, simple and elegant. The cuffs have several special moire patterns, which are impressive.

This Taoist priest has a clear face and an old look in his eyes. Jet-black hair.

"Guo, Guo Tianshi is also here!" the woman with slightly stiff facial features said in a trembling voice.

Like the sect masters, the celestial masters who can call the wind and rain, scatter beans into soldiers, and summon thunder and lightning are also immortal characters in their hearts!

No matter how good a martial artist can be through the gods, I'm afraid there is a gap between him and the immortals, right?

Guo Tianshi smiled and said to the soldiers guarding the door: "Poor Guo Feihu, come to visit Su Xiaoyou and Jiang Xiaoyou, I don't know if you can pass it on?"

He had a leisurely demeanor, without the slightest embarrassment of visiting in person, and made a courtesy to set off Zhu Kui's actions just now.

Zhu Kui's cold voice came from inside: "Guo Feihu, come in if you want to visit, why bother pretending?"

With a squeak, the middle door opened without wind, revealing the scene inside.

Because it is often necessary to place all kinds of huge mechanical items, the main entrance of the post house is directly behind the wide square, paved with stones, clean and tidy, in Meng Qi's words, this is a "parking lot......

The golden dragon coiled in the middle of the square, "Zhu Long" Zhu Kui was still sitting in the recess of the dragon's back, and the "knight" Chang Huan had already walked down, and somehow conjured up a few one-person high platforms, so that Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei sat on it, opposite Zhu Kui.

"Long Wei" swung open, the eyes cast by the Sun God Stone stared at Meng Qi, there was a suffocating scorching heat in the air, Zhu Kui did not speak immediately, but waited calmly, if it weren't for Guo Feihu Guo Tianshi's arrival, the scene would have been almost frozen.

Meng Qi is no stranger to such a move, some people call it Xia Ma Wei, some people call it to show strength, suppress the momentum of others, in order to gain an advantage in negotiations, after all, a person who looks cowardly and incompetent, who will put his interests at the end.

This is the same as when Meng Qi fights with people, the momentum is clashed, the spirit is secretly fighting, and the mind is suppressed!

Guo Feihu made a joke, and the white clouds under his feet were white again, floating near the left side of the high platform, and looking at Zhu Kui with a smile.

With his interruption, Zhu Kui couldn't hold his posture and said in a deep voice: "Two friends, you said that you got the inheritance of the ancient qi refiner?"

"Yes, on an island in the South China Sea, but after getting the inheritance, it was swallowed up by the tide. Meng Qi opened his eyes and said nonsense, his face full of sincerity.

He sat cross-legged on the futon on the high platform, his green shirt fluttering gently in the wind, and the bright and brilliant Jiang Zhiwei next to him reflected each other, just like the person in the painting.

Because of the wide opening of the middle door, several warriors also saw the situation in the square, and the soldiers also forgot to close the door and paid attention to the movement in the field.

Zhu Kui continued to ask, "But the Dao system of the Ancient Qi Refiner has been lost for a long time, how can we be sure that you are not swaggering?"

"Swaggering?" Meng Qi laughed, "As long as the strength is enough, we can be reused without the name of a Qi Refiner, why do we two lie about this? Just pull a dying sect as a shield." ”

"Well said. Zhu Kui's expression was calm, and he nodded slowly, "As long as the strength is enough, my Mo Palace has always been the same as the true legend, but the strength must be enough." ”

He emphasized that the strength of the two times was enough, and he had the tone of a long-time high-ranking person.

After a pause, he said lightly: "Why don't the two of you attack the old man with all their might, let the old man see the methods of the ancient qi refiner." ”

He is high on the back of a dragon, his bearing is calm, and his words are full of confidence and a sense of course.

Tsk, take a gesture in front of me...... Meng Qi looked at Zhu Kui quietly:

"Zhu Zong, are you sure to let a certain blow with all his strength?"

Pose and let's go all out?

Do you want to try "breaking new ground", or "sword out of self"?

This is the first time I've encountered this kind of request!

Guo Feihu said in a round beside him: "Actually, it is very simple to tell whether a qi refiner is or not, they refine the five qi in the chest and open the mystery of the flesh. Double cultivation of life, self-contained inner world, as long as Su Xiaoyou or Jiang Xiaoyou shows the inner scene at a glance, why bother to move your hands and feet?"

A person who can bounce off a flying sword should be able to show it inside and out, unless he is practicing physical hard skills.

"Inner Heaven and Earth ......"

"Inside and out?"

Several martial artists who spied looked at each other, these were all unfamiliar and incomprehensible terms, but Mr. Su and Miss Jiang didn't have to fight with Zhu Zongzhi!

Without waiting for Meng Qi and Jiang Zhiwei to answer, Zhu Kui made a decision: "This is very good." If the two of you show the miracle of the Qi Refiner, the old man will consider whether to be hit by you. ”

The implication is that if the Qi Refiner inherits and the strength is not high, then there is no need to bother, just accept it directly, give it a title, and treat it as one more inheritance in the Ink Palace.

Meng Qi suddenly chuckled, his expression was playful, and he turned his head to look at the martial artist who was snooping by the gate. It was a pang in their hearts.

Why does Mr. Su look at us?

Meng Qi said leisurely: "There are clouds in the Daomen, and the human body is secretly in harmony with nature, and it should be in the stars, and it will become a day by itself." ”

Guo Tianshi bowed his head slightly. This is one of the foundations of the Daomen's theory, and it is not casual to say that it is difficult for the Yin Spirit of Ten Thousand Tribulations to enter the Holy Spirit.

"The human body is day by day, the body is outside the body day by day, and there are many mysteries. It is difficult to describe, but open the innate nine orifices and cultivate the five qi in the chest. To boil the physical body is to cultivate one's own heaven and earth, and to incarnate the outer universe with my heaven and earth is to manifest the inner scene and the outer appearance, and the road to refining qi is ......" Meng Qi talked eloquently, not like showing the inner scene, but like preaching and edification.

Several warriors at the door were stunned when they heard it, and they probably understood what the interior scene was, but it was so mysterious, what was the magic?

Zhu Kui frowned, and was about to make a bet, when he suddenly saw Meng Qi patting the high platform beside him, his voice was neither high nor low, and he was calm and peaceful:

"Therefore if I have the wind, then the heaven and the earth will have the wind!"

As soon as the words fell, the acupuncture points around his body seemed to open, and the void swayed.

Then there was a loud whistling sound, and a strong wind swept up, scattering dust.

The sound of the wind rushed into the ears of several warriors at the same time as the words.

The leaves of several large trees in the post house are scattered, swirling in the air, and clothes can be seen dancing in the streets and alleys.

In the Ink Palace, Xie Xian had just handed in the "Maocai Certificate" when he suddenly felt a gust of wind blowing in through the window, blowing the paper all over the air.

Zhu Kui's expression became solemn, and he only listened to Meng Qi shoot the high platform again:

"Therefore if I have clouds, then there will be clouds in heaven and earth!"

After the wind rises, the sky is cloudy, and the white clouds change, enveloping Yongzhou.

Meng Qi slowly stood up:

"Therefore if I have thunder, then there will be thunder in heaven and earth!"

Bang!

The white clouds turned black, and the silver rays jumped, and the roaring sound shook the bodies of several warriors, and they suddenly woke up.

Guo Feiwu stroked his beard and sensed the surroundings, if he used the Dao method and called the wind and rain, he could also create similar miracles, and the same was true of the "Yu Bo" secret weapon in the Ink Palace, but Su Meng did not have magic fluctuations around his body, and he could affect such a wide world with a gesture, which was really terrifying!

Meng Qi takes a step forward:

"Therefore if I have rain, then there will be rain in heaven and earth!"

Xie Xian looked at the sky where the window had become dark, and said worriedly: "Will it rain hard?"

As soon as the words fell, the sound of the uproar was loud, and the raindrops fell like money, like silk threads, splashing mist.

"Therefore, if I want to be clear, then the sky and the earth will be clear!" Meng Qi took another step, and the breath of the acupoint changed, and he was like a great sun.

The rain stopped abruptly, the clouds dispersed, the sun shone brightly, and the sky was clear!

Several warriors were stunned and trembled, not afraid, but excited:

"This, this is the inner world of the martial arts gods?"

"This is the inside and out!"

"What's the difference between this and a real immortal?"

Xie Xian looked at the water stains in the patio and looked at the sun in the sky, like a dream.

Guo Feihu and Zhu Kui looked at Meng Qi on the high platform, only to feel that every piece of his flesh and blood, every inch of skin, and every trick point were full of explosive power, like a round of small suns, pressing across the nearby void.

Meng Qi took another step forward and said loudly:

"Zhu Zong, you should attack me!" (To be continued......)