When the Flying Immortal outside the sky collided with Chaotian with a sword, Meng Qi and the Sword Emperor's spiritual qi were entangled, stimulating each other, and climbing to a realm that he had never reached.

At this moment, he felt that there was no difference between himself and heaven and earth, and the blend of spirit and nature seemed to have become a part of it.

Surrounded by a surging and invisible sea of vitality, the body is immersed in it, all the pores are opened, and hunger and thirst are smoothly exhaling them, as if returning to the arms of the mother!

This is unprecedented comfort, this is the unity of nature and man.

With the help of the Sword Emperor's qi machine traction, with the help of the sword that the two sides were powerless to change, Meng Qi briefly stepped into this realm!

All kinds of things experienced in the past, the subtle state of the present, and the magnificent road of the future all flowed in Meng Qi's heart one by one, and he looked at the Sword Emperor, both happy and stunned.

The essence and divine intent of both sides condensed into one point at the pinnacle, producing a wonderful change, collapsing into a dark and deep black spot.

The black dots stretched, cracks appeared, and white light burst out, flooding the horizon.

Before being swallowed by Bai Mang, Meng Qi saw the Sword Emperor's body collapse, saw him pinch his outer demons to death, and saw that his primordial spirit was transparent, rejuvenated, and vaguely familiar.

The brilliant white faded, and so did the darkness, and Meng Qi heard the pleasant chirping of birds in his ears, and even in early winter, there were birds that were not afraid of the cold.

The grass roots under the thin snow, the dormant vitality, the messy stones, and the pedestrians in the distance all appeared clearly in Meng Qi's heart.

But this strange feeling that there is no difference between heaven and earth and you and me slowly faded, and Meng Qi regained his previous state, vaguely sensing the power of heaven and earth, and grasping the laws of natural cycles, but it was hazy, with a temporary insurmountable barrier.

However, Meng Qi showed a heartfelt smile and had this short stepping experience. In the case of initially building their own path, before the next mission, they will definitely be able to unite heaven and man, and now what they need is to temper their martial arts will with the help of hunting the wolf king, polish their hearts, and see if they are in harmony with the initial construction of the road, if not, they have to start again, and they have no regrets in the entrance, and they are not anxious.

When the time comes. If he reconciles and steps into the realm of the unity of heaven and man, he will have two or three years less time to think than He Jiu, Wang Siyuan and others, and only need to consolidate and adjust.

Patting the green shirt, Meng Qi slowly got up and looked around, because he was in a mess at the time, his whole body was in the feeling and thinking, he didn't know the specific time when he was pulled into reincarnation by the external demon. Naturally, there is no way to judge the comparison of the time flow rate on the two sides.

"What the hell is going on with this outer demon, inexplicably pulled me in, and was killed inexplicably...... Meng Qi believed that he was definitely the most confused one among those who survived the revolt of the outer demon, which can only be described as inexplicable. "The Sword Emperor was a little familiar when he was young, but there are two or three points similar in appearance......"

Meng Qi thought about it for a while, but to no avail, he discerned the location. Didn't go to the grassland, went in reverse.

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

At the beginning of November, white filled the steppe. Heavy snow that is rare in a century

This is one of the things that the herders hate the most, the White Plague!

The snow is very thick, some places are not deep but there is ice, cattle, sheep and livestock can not peel off the surface, eat the grass below, freeze to death in batches and starve to death, so one tribe after another drove their livestock to the big tribes, even if they handed over more than half of their belongings, they were willing, because there were immortal shamans there, and there were powerful grassland warriors, who could melt the snow and dispel the white plague.

Many tribesmen migrated to Gegengale, where a clear river meandered around the tents, miraculously freezing.

Close to the border, it was a meeting place for trade and commerce, and it was filled with people with all kinds of accents, and goods from the south were always coveted, but only the noble chiefs of the tribe could afford them.

Listening to the noise of the neighing of cattle and sheep, and smelling the mixture of all kinds of strange smells, Old Unn tightened his old fur fur, looked at the drunken warriors and herdsmen in the tent, and counted the silver, copper coins, and skins of cattle and sheep with satisfaction.

Since the Confession came, Gegen Gaole came from tribe to tribe, more than ever before, and the people of the steppe gathered together, and their favorite thing was horse racing, wrestling, archery, jousting, and drinking!

This made Old Un's "tavern" business more and more prosperous.

"Old fellow, I heard that you used to be a good hunter who could go deep into the grasslands and hunt wolf monsters?" asked a drunken man half-bare-chested.

Unn laughed, the wrinkles on his face like blooming flowers: "Where, where, I don't know there is such a thing." ”

"I'll just say that you look like a good hunter with such a shriveled and thin appearance?" the drunkard sat down contentedly, "Immortal Heaven is above, I will never look at the wrong person!"

Un didn't speak, looking at the skin of the cow and sheep in his hand, his eyes were slightly deep, as if he was remembering something.

These brutes, the Great Khan has issued an order to promote the newly minted copper coins and silver cakes, and they still come with ox and sheepskin...... Unn sighed and scolded this group of small tribesmen, the grasslands are vast, the tribes are scattered, it is easy to gather together and rob the south, but it is very difficult to popularize certain things.

Suddenly, the felt curtain of the tent was lifted, and a cold wind blew in, making people shiver involuntarily.

Outside, a man dressed in a steppe winter garb, with left hair and two beautiful mustaches, and eyes like black gems.

He was not very old, and he carried a long knife at his waist, which seemed to be no different from the wandering swordsman, and walked straight to Old Un.

"Pay the money first and then get the wine. Old Unn didn't raise his eyes, explaining the rules.

"A tael of gold and a tael of wine. The man said in a rather strange accent, as if he was not very accustomed to the prairie language.

Old Unn counted the movements of the cow and sheepskin, and slowly raised his head and said, "This wine is only borrowed and not sold." ”

He spoke very slowly, as if he was afraid that the other party would not understand the grassland language.

"Lend me nine altars. "Visitors don't hesitate.

Unn summoned the mute boy who was following him, told him to look at the tent, turned around, and led the man to the small tent behind.

"What about Yin?" After entering the tent, Wu En suddenly spoke fluent Central Plains dialect, that is, the official dialect of the Great Jin Dynasty and the Northern Zhou Dynasty.

There was an extra cyan official seal in the palm of the visitor, blooming with brilliance, and two words appeared: "chasing the wind".

"The green ribbon catches the head. At a young age, he is a green ribbon catcher, and the old man has worked hard for half his life to be a green ribbon...... "Wu En looked at the other party and understood that his strength was definitely extraordinary, otherwise he would not be so young as a green ribbon catcher.

The person who came was Meng Qi, after he left the grassland border, according to the previous preparations, he contacted a secret agent of the Six Gates of the Great Jin Dynasty in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, trying to help him find the wolf king through the grassland intelligence network of the Six Gates of Guò.

After being introduced, he set off for Gegengol.

Old Unn was a famous warrior in the steppe when he was young, but he offended a certain tribal nobleman. He was almost killed himself, and his wife and daughter were enslaved, but fortunately, Six Doors took a fancy to him and used a certain spy to make the nobleman suddenly die, and his children fought for property, which made Unn take his family south to Gegengol.

From then on, he hated the unfettered aristocracy. Desperately serve the Great Jin.

Meng Qi touched his deliberately grown beard and said with a smile: "I can finally speak the words of the Great Jin, and I can only pretend to be indifferent and cold during this time, so as not to talk too much." ”

A month of training could barely make him understand a small part of the grassland dialect. What can be said is even more limited.

"Prairie dialect is not difficult to learn at all, but it is official dialect, hey, the old man has been learning it for ten years to be fluent. "Unn looks like the past is unbearable. Then his face turned grim, "This comrade, what do you want to know from the old man?"

He didn't ask the purpose of the Raid Catcher.

"I'm here to kill the Wolf King. Meng Qi said flatly. As if talking about a trivial matter.

"Kill the Wolf King?" but Unn didn't think so!

His eyes widened, and looking at the man with two mustaches in front of him was like looking at a monster.

Who is the wolf king? No. 1 on the list today!

He has hunted many good hands on the grassland, which has caused public outrage, but to this day, no one can help him, you must know that there were once tribes out to look for him!

Not to mention its own strength, just the style of missing a blow and immediately fleeing away is a headache.

Is the wolf king so easy to kill?

Meng Qi showed a bright smile: "Yes, I also asked Qingshou to help find people, on the sea fishing documents of the six doors, the wolf king is impressively listed." ”

The wolf king once hunted the great Jin masters, so he was naturally on the sea fishing papers.

"If the wolf king was so easy to find, he would have died a hundred times earlier. Unn frowned and shook his head.

Meng Qi nodded lightly, fully agreeing with his statement, in the previous secret agent, he got a more detailed information about the wolf king, which contained a list of most of the people he had hunted, including the time he was killed, the strength at that time, the background situation, and the location of the accident, after reading it, he felt that the wolf king was completely killing people at will, suddenly in the east, suddenly in the west, the strength of the killed was high and low, if there was not enough time to analyze, it was really impossible to find the law that might be hidden.

The only thing that can be seen is that as the strength of the wolf king grows, he no longer has a strong desire to kill people who are much weaker than him, but there are a few dots, as if he does it casually.

If there is no way to trace back to the wolf king, then you can only risk leading him to attack, but the wolf king can survive until now, he must be very sensitive to danger, he can't tell if he can't smell wrong, wait patiently, and wait for the strength to break through to perfection half a step, and then suddenly attack, putting himself to death.

"I don't know if there is any news about the wolf king in Qingshou?" Meng Qi looked at the ground snake Wun sincerely.

Unn pondered and said, "What you know is what the old man knows, but some people may know better. ”

"Who?" Meng Qi was originally a dead horse and a live horse doctor, who knew that there were really clues?

Wu En said in a deep voice: "There are many grassland warriors killed by the Wolf King, most of them are young people with good talents and extraordinary strength, some of them are the sons of tribal nobles, and some are the disciples of a well-known martial artist, after they die, how can their relatives and friends not want to take revenge?"

"Among them, those who have more bitter hatred secretly formed a 'wolf killing club' to contact each other, exchange news, and kill the wolf king, they are all over the grassland, and perhaps have more knowledge of the wolf king's whereabouts. ”

"Killing wolves will ......" Meng Qi heard about this organization for the first time.

Wu En sighed: "The old man doesn't know much about the 'Wolf Slaying Society', only a few of its members, if you want to join, you can introduce one or two, but whether it is dangerous to join, the old man does not know." ”

Meng Qi groaned and arched his hand: "Please also introduce Qingshou." ”

His tone was firm, unwavering. (To be continued......)

PS: There is one more before twelve o'clock~