Bian was shocked, and the true qi of the whole body was released, and the Northern Spiritual Skill of Mengzhi was run, and he sucked it to the end. In less than a moment, Bian Buyi had been sucked dry and fell to the ground with a "thud".

Fu Junyan didn't dare to move for a long time, not so much because he didn't move, but because he couldn't move at all, even if he blinked his eyes, he felt extremely difficult, magic! It was definitely a magic skill! If it weren't for the magic skill, how could he suck people into such a state? But when Meng Zhi performed this skill, his body was clear and flowing, like an immortal's family, giving people a sense of being at ease and doing nothing.

"North...... North ...... Divine Skill!?" Fu Junchang suddenly shouted, "Mengjiao!"

Meng Cheng turned his head and smiled: "It seems that I am still a little famous!" After finishing speaking, Meng Cheng walked to Bian Buying's corpse, with a complicated expression in his eyes, and then Yun Zhenqi slapped it vigorously in his right hand, except for his head, all of them turned into powder, and then ripped off his clothes from Bian Buying's body to wrap his head, and walked straight to Fu Junchang.

"Are you...... Fu Junchang?"

"Yes......" Fu Junchang forced herself to settle down, but her heartbeat became more and more frequent.

"Is your sister okay?"

Fu Junyan was stunned for a while, and then remembered the legend about Mengjiao, who had an unclear relationship with Shuanglong's mother, wasn't their mother's sister Fu Junwu?

"It's okay, it's just that I was punished by the master because of my bad work, but it's still good. ”

"Really?" Meng Wei remembered the promise between the figure flying farther and farther away in the sky and himself that day, and his heart warmed, "It's time to go to her." ”

Ignoring the sluggish Fu Junchang, Meng turned his head and walked up the stairs and entered Shan Wanjing's room, "Peng", Fu Junchang sat on the ground, undecided, and after a long time, he slowly got up and left the inn.

"Hmm. Shan Wanjing opened her eyes, and the first thing that caught her eyes was that familiar face, and suddenly thought that she fainted after seeing Bian Buying, and saw Meng Wei beside the bed, and asked nervously, "How is it?"

Meng Jiao turned his head and pointed to the cloth bag on the table, and said lightly: "His head!"

Shan Wanjing's body trembled slightly involuntarily, bowing her head and saying nothing.

"You're no longer my hostage, you're free!"

Shan Wanjing raised her head suddenly, moved her lips to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything, Meng Nao saw it in her eyes, and silently exited Shan Wanjing's room, and at the moment of closing the door, Shan Wanjing shouted: "I will go, but I will come back!"

Meng Wei smiled and said, "Yes, I'm optimistic about you." ”

At night, the bright moonlight shines on the sky.

Shan Wanjing opened the door, stared at the room, and after a while, quietly left the inn.

The roof of the inn.

Meng Wei held a pot of wine in his mouth and poured it into his mouth, and said peacefully in the breeze: "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky." I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dance to figure out how the shadow seems to be in the world. Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. After finishing speaking, he drank all the wine in his hand, shook the wine jug violently, and rushed to one place.

"Why hide if you're here?"

"Sure enough, he is worthy of Brother Meng, not only is he profound in martial arts, but he is also not inferior in poetry and songs. A clear and sly voice came.

Meng Nao said lightly: "Come to me for revenge?"

Wanwan chuckled a few times, walked to Meng Yuan's side and said softly, "People won't come to hurt Brother Meng!"

"Oh?" "Oh?" Meng Wei suddenly turned around and reached out to grab Wanwan's right hand, "I won't believe you. ”

Wanwan suddenly said with a sad face: "People's hearts are also broken." ”

Meng Zhi kissed Wan Wan violently, in her surprised gaze, she choked her lips deeply, and held on for a long time, and then Meng Wei let go of Wan Wan, flew away, and laughed: "Don't use Heavenly Demon Dafa on me in the future, I can't help it!"

Wanwan looked at the departing Meng Nan with a complicated face, touched her lips with her hand, and remained silent.

"You're emotional. A cold voice suddenly sounded, it was Zhu Yuyan.

Wan Wan covered her mouth with her hand and chuckled: "I don't have it, I just think he's funny." ”

"If that's the case, you should have done it just now!"

"Hee-hee...... Can you beat him? Or just rely on the strength of our Yin Kui Sect? Bian Bu is already dead, do you still want more people to die?"

Zhu Yuyan was silent, and suddenly said: "How could such a person come to the Central Plains? Why did he return to the Central Plains alone for a hundred years? Sometimes, I would rather believe that he shouldn't be here!"

This time it was Wan Wan's turn not to speak, but it was like this, the appearance of Meng Wei was so abrupt, but sometimes it seemed very reasonable, what would the world be without him?

The environment suddenly fell silent, and only a few voices rang out.

A sound piercing the air broke the silence, and a gorgeous woman in white appeared on the roof and said, "Sect Master, Cihang Jingzhai has been born!"

Zhu Yuyan turned her head and said to Wan Wan, "Where are you going?"

"It's so lively. Wan Wan was eccentric, and said angrily, "How can there be no Wan Wan?"

A few days later, the Yangtze River.

A figure sat cross-legged on a small boat wearing a hat, holding a fishing rod, there was a table behind him, there was a pot of wine and a plate of beef on the table, the boat was slowly swaying in the river, suddenly, the fishing rod bent, the man pulled along the trend, a huge grass carp surfaced, the fish body kept shaking, trying to break free, but no matter how it moved, it could not escape, finally, the grass carp did not move, the man took the grass carp off the fishing rod, the fish body bounced violently, took it out, and returned to the river.

"Oh, fish, I didn't catch you, but you came, I wanted to release you, but you left. ”

"Sure enough, he is a master, in Xia Qinchuan, Mr. is polite. A voice sounded, and a young man in a blue robe and holding a long sword stood on a small boat, his face was unusually delicate, his hair was silky, and his fingers were slender and white.

The fisherman laughed: "It's a woman, why do you dress up as a man?"

Qin Chuan said: "The male rabbit's feet are fluttering, the female rabbit's eyes are blurred, and the double rabbits are walking on the ground, can An distinguish that I am a male and a female?"

"Reasonable!" sighed the fisherman, "and the woman will not let her eyebrows be shaved." What is the distinction between men and women?"

"I haven't consulted my husband yet. ”

"You just call me a thief!"

Qin Chuan was puzzled: "Thief?"

"That's right, thief!"

Qin Chuan wanted to ask, but when he saw that the fisherman didn't speak, he didn't want to speak, so he didn't speak, and the boat traveled several miles, Qin Chuan asked again: "I don't know how Mr. thinks of the world?"

Diaoyu said: "Those who are under the world are under the heavens, so in the universe, regardless of men, women and children, they are all under the world." ”

"How can we make the world great?"

"The world is ruled by people, and nature is governed. ”

"The people of the world rule the world?" Qin Chuan wondered, "How to say?"

"Since the world is owned by the people of the world, why can't the people of the world rule the world?

"However, it is not necessary to rule the world with great wisdom, bravery, benevolence and righteousness, although there are many people in the world, they are all mortals, how to govern?"

"Have you seen? have you tried?"

Qin Chuan was silent, since he hadn't tried it, how could he have words?

The boat crossed the Yangtze River, and it was getting late, and the fisherman said: "It's getting late, why don't you leave?"

Qin Chuan said: "Since it's getting late, how to go?"

"I don't have any high halls, and tonight the moon is shining, and I want to sleep here. ”

Qin Chuan didn't speak, and he didn't leave.

The fisherman said: "I suddenly remembered a story, there used to be a man who went home, but the weather was hot and thirsty, so he found a family to rest, I didn't want it to rain heavily, and it didn't end for a few hours, and the host wanted to let this person go, but it was hard to say, so I wrote a paragraph on the wall, "On a rainy day, stay on a guest day, stay on a day and I won't stay." The man saw it and knew it in his heart, but the rain was so heavy that he couldn't go, so he made a few taps of the pen, and the master saw it and praised it in his heart, so he kept him for the night. ”

Qin Chuan thought about it repeatedly in his heart, and judged that the problem would definitely appear in this sentence, but no matter how he looked at it, he could also see the clue, and asked: "Isn't it the one who wrote the next sentence?"

The fisherman laughed and said, "Which is the next sentence, but a few symbols are clicked, and the words are changed to 'Rainy day, stay on the guest day, and leave me on the day!'"

Only then did Qin Chuan understand the meaning of the fisherman's story, and said apologetically: "Thank you, Mr. for retaining." ”

"Let's go, come with me back to the cabin. ”

Inside the cabin.

The fisherman took down the hat and took off his coat, but it was a delicate face, which was Meng Nan.

Qin Chuan said: "I thought that Mr. was a middle-aged man and didn't want to be so young. There is such an elegant taste, like a person in the world, at this age, that is not arrogant, ambitious, and wants to do a great career, why does Mr. live in a corner and dare to be lonely?"

"How do you know I'm young? What if I'm an old monster who has lived for decades?"

Qin Chuan didn't speak, martial arts to a certain level does have the effect of eternal youth, there are countless cases in the world, but most of them are women, what is the use of a man looking good? But he still secretly drummed in his heart.

The gentleman laughed. Qin Chuan is finally the exit, "If Mr. Yasong is a talkative person, how can he be an old man?"

Meng smiled and didn't speak, and the cabin suddenly fell silent, only the tide of the Yangtze River was constantly surging.

"How are you going to sleep tonight? There's only enough room for me here. ”

"Qin Chuan can meditate. ”

"Oh, I don't know if you're a Buddhist or a Taoist?" said softly, "What have you learned?"

"Qinchuan was born in Buddhism, and naturally studied Buddhist scriptures. ”

"Buddhist scriptures, have you ever studied the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra?"

Qin Chuan said regretfully: "I have always heard of its name, but I have never seen it, according to legend, when the Five Hu and Sixteen Kingdoms, Yao Qin had this book." ”

"Contemplating the bodhisattva of freedom, when he walks in deep prajnaparamita. See that the five aggregates are empty, and overcome all suffering. The relics are not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color, and the same is true when you want to know it. The relics are the empty phase of all the laws, which are neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, nor increased nor decreased. ”

"This is ......" Qin Chuan said with a little excitement, "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra?"

Meng Wei nodded and said, "That's right, exactly."