The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

It is a cold winter. It is located in the north, and the ruined temple is covered with a thick layer of snow. Pedestrians will make a crunching sound when they step on it.

A group of Jiang Hu heroes, there are men and women, old and young, strong and weak, carrying luggage, walking on snow, and walking outside the ruined temple, the leader shouted: “Snowy night is hard to pass, take a rest for a while, and leave at dawn.”

He exhaled a cloud of white air, showing the coldness.

“Okay, the old man is no longer in his prime, and his hands and feet are frozen a little stiff.” A bald old man responded with a smile.

With his leadership, many people agreed, so they divided into several groups, arrived at the entrance of the ruined temple, and climbed the steps.

“Stop.” The leader is a middle-aged man, wearing a furry cloak with a sword on his waist, “There is fire inside, I will go inside first.”

The rest When I looked towards the temple immediately, I saw warm orange rays of light in the gaps between the closed doors and windows.

The middle-aged man pulls out the long sword with one hand, pushes open the temple door with the other, gathers his eyesight, and looks in, immediately lightly exclaimed: “Why no one?”

He didn’t dare to care. Looking at the door from a distance, after a while, I saw Meng Qi lying between the fire and the incense table, curled up.

Hair tied up in a bun, hydrated clothes, there are knives and swords around him, although I have not heard the sound of breathing, I can feel a clear Qi of Life breath.

“Is a sleeping trail leader.” The middle-aged man sighed, as long as it is not an enemy, Criminal Way expert, and Moon Township disciple, “I’ll wait to be quiet, don’t disturb others , Lets start another fire outside.”

Everyone filed in, closed the temple door to block the cold wind, and set up a big fire in the center. Sitting around entirely different places, it was a makeshift. Into the team.

They were all silent, as if thinking about their minds, they just melted the snow, took out dry food, and ate them while roasting.

Meng Qi didn’t bother to care about them, and each minding their own business continued to practice “Body Metamorphose Scripture” First Volume 13 positions, each with a cup of tea.

“Daddy, daddy, look, the sleeping posture of the trailhead is so strange.” There was a little girl in her ten-year-old with braided braids poking her fathers arm with curiosity and excitement. His eyes turned to Meng Qi.

Her father is the leader, and after a glance, she coughs lightly: “Others should not watch when they practice, and be careful of enmity.”

“Practice? Daddy, this is practice. “The little girl is very lively and curious.

The leader looked around, his face solemnly: “I have heard that Profound Righteous Sect has the technique of inducing and vomiting, and the posture is different from ordinary people.”

“It’s not uncommon. After Daode watch and wait for the Profound Righteous Sect’s discipline, how can it be so weird…” the young man with acne on his face muttered.

The cold wind was blowing and the windows and doors creaked, covering up his words.

The bald old man coughed: “Mr. Wen is reasonable, everyone strangers coming together by chance, don’t talk about the trail leader, we run on a snowy night, taking care of ourselves is the most important thing.”

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Hearing the word “run away”, the slightly lively atmosphere immediately became frozen again.

At this moment, someone knocked on the temple door.

dong dong dong, dong dong dong, the voice spread far in the snowy white and cold night.

“Who?” Mr. Wen clenched the long sword and asked loudly. Just now, I didn’t find anyone approaching at all. He could hide the walking movement on the snow. This lightness art is nothing short of trivial!

Female, in her twenties, plain white cotton-padded jacket and big cloak. When you discussed my posture, you walked it out of the mountain forest. The sound of snow treading was very weak, leaving only shallow footprints. She was covered and eliminated by snowflakes, and there was an old man beside her, tall, azure robe, hunched over, and astral aura…Meng Qi just finished a round of training, and “answered” their questions in his heart.

In the status of “Body Metamorphose Scripture”, I seem to have the feeling of being One with the Heaven, returning to my womb. With this, I feel more sensitive to the surrounding things than usual, separated by twenty-thirty zhang The distance is also like seeing and hearing with your own eyes.

“The person who lost his way on a snowy night.” A female voice sounded outside the door, her accent soft, with a southern flavor.

Mr. Wen said with a smile guardedly: “The land of no owner, please come.”

Close to the door, he can still tell.

The temple door opened again, and the two people came in. They were exactly the same as Meng Qi’s “description”. The female oval face and willow leaf eyebrows were a bit refreshing. They shook the snowflakes on the big cloak and carried them. A long sword with a red rope, walk aside with the old man.

Seeing the two of them, Mr. Wen and the bald old man complexion changed, I don’t know if it is scared or embarrassed.

The red string girl and the hump-backed old man did not start the fire, they sat directly on the ground, looking at Mr. Wen and the bald old man, first with doubt, then suddenly, and then showing a bit of contempt, as if they knew each other in the past.

But none of them spoke, there was an unspeakable silence in the temple.

A bunch of people came again, hiding their breath, sneaking…Meng Qi changed his posture.

Under this status, he has a subtle visual difference in the internal strength, blade technique, and sword technique he has learned, and he looks at them from another angle, from a commanding angle.

True energy subconsciously changes, and the meridian route changes slightly unconsciously. Meng Qi makes slight adjustments based on this vague feeling, but can’t summarize them. It’s mysterious.

“God camel outside the Great Wall, Mrs. Red Line, I dont know where you want to go?” Suddenly, a gloomy voice sounded like far and near, left and right, leaving Mr. Wen and the others nowhere to distinguish His specific location.

The little girl with braids was so scared that she almost cried, don’t tell me, is it an evil spirit?

Mrs. Red Line coldly snorted: “dressing up as God, playing the devil, do you dare to come out and see? I will go to Gathering Gods Village by myself!”

“The old camel also went to Gathering Gods Village.” The god camel said solemnly outside the Great Wall.

Hearing the three words “Gathering Gods Village”, Mr. Wen and the bald old man and the others darkened and were both shocked and frightened. Meng Qi stopped practicing “Body Metamorphose Scripture”. Is it related to “Gathering Gods Village”? Mo Fei Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation deliberately chose the location I transferred from?

Gloomys voice reappeared: “Sure enough, I guessed it, I wonder what you guys are doing in Gathering Gods Village?”

“Of course it is to prevent Huangfu Fei Young Lady from being with you’Moon Township’Marriage!’ Although Mrs. Red Line is a woman, she speaks straightforwardly and implicitly.

“Marriage is a beautiful thing, why stop it?” gloomy’s voice was pretend surprised, erratic, and numb.

Mrs. Red Line stood up and put her hand on the hilt: “The predecessors of Huangfu breakthrough The predecessors are the strongest in the past, so that they went crazy into the mountains before their twilight years. The daughters of the disciples under the seat have not yet become weapons, you’ Moon Township’Bullying orphans and widows, forcing marriages, wanting to seize the foundation of Gathering Gods Village, what beautiful things to talk about?”

Compared with Jiuxiang, which has inherited for many generations, the Gathering Gods Village created by Huangfu Tao does not Experts of his generation, and the strongest discipline in the seat is Nine Apertures. If he goes crazy for 20 years, the foundation of Gathering Gods Village is completely stable. After all, for an Exterior Scenery powerhouse, about sixty is considered a strong young man. Huangfu Tao himself thinks so too, so he married and had children after 40 years old.

“The owner of Huangfu die an untimely death, my’Moon Township’ wants to help Huangfu Young Lady to stabilize the Gathering Gods Village foundation. Am I bullying orphans and widows?” gloomy’s voice answered without surprise.

“Hmph, Huangfu Young Lady has a lover, but she refused repeatedly, and the world knows that Mrs. Huangfu cried and worshipped the crown mound, and then she reluctantly agreed. Why? The third disciple of Huangfu village owner Xue Young Hero ran around and contacted In this matter, who was attacked and killed again?” Mrs. Red Line hair stands up in anger, her words are sharp, “Mr. Washing Moon wants to fight for the position of Primordial Sovereign, I am afraid that there is a lack of Inner Virtue!”

“Mr. Xiyue” smells good old, the contemporary owner of “Moon Township” has been promoted to Exterior Scenery within a few years-this world has won the inheritance of Zhenwu’s presumed tomb, and the Martial Dao division is consistent with the Main World.

gloomy’s voice was silent for a while before he said: “This is a good word to persuade you, but you are pushing your nose on your face, don’t tell me you are not afraid of death?”

Mrs. Red Line Zheng had to pull out the long sword, pointed at the roof, and sternly said: “You wait for profiting from somebody’s misfortune, Mo Fei when Gathering Gods Village has no helper? Senior Huangfu has been a chivalrous man for many years, and he is not stingy to give advice to juniors, and friends are all over the world. Can you bully?”

“haha.” gloomy’s voice said with a big smile, “It’s a pity that his friend did not have an Exterior Scenery powerhouse, so it has been three months since the marriage contract was announced, including both of you. Among the people, no more than ten fingers went to Gathering Gods Village to help, and after being persuaded by this seat, most of them retreated, and a small number went to see Huangfu Tao.”

“The affairs of the world can be seen as strength after all. You should know that overwhelming majority people are all wolves, who are heroic and righteous, what can they do? Of course, there are very few people like you who are not wolves. , But theres a problem with my mind.”

Mrs. Red Line smiled back and pointed the sword at Mr. Wen and the bald old man: “Yes, I know most people are really bad-hearted, to forget favors and violate justice, you Wen Qichang was chased by six ghosts in Weishui for thousands of miles and nearly died. Fortunately, Senior Huangfu passed by and pulled his sword to help. Then he was spared. Later, he saw that you were seriously injured and he left you in Gathering Gods Village as a deacon and served as a matchmaker for you. , Let you marry a wife, do you?”

“You! Chi Feng, you have offended the discipline of the Land of Heaven, and your family is ruined. Who will take you in, and who will help you go to the Land of Heaven to seek justice?”< /p>

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She named each and every one, saying that Mr. Dewen, the bald old man and the others were blushing, ashamed and ashamed, at the same time they had fly into The feeling of a rage out of humiliation.

Thats how you reported him? When Gathering Gods Village was in distress, fleeing with many good hands? Mrs. Red Line shouted, Although I am a weak woman, I have been advised by Senior Huangfu. Fan Ende, keep it in my heart. Today, even if you are crushed, you have to rush to Gathering Gods Village to help Huangfu Young Lady to beg for justice!”

The camel stood up outside the Great Wall with an old voice. Said: “Without the owner of Huangfu, the old Tuozi would have died 30 years ago, lived 30 years longer, 30 years more prosperous and magnificent, and now its worth using this old bones!”

“Elm head, act recklessly!” gloomy said viciously.

“Okay! This is the chivalrous generation!” Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.

Ms. Red Line waited and turned her head and looked, and saw a Qingjun Daoist Priest stood up by the innermost fire, hydrating suit, tied silk ribbon, stepping on straw shoes, back sword, long knife, self There is a breath of happiness and dust.

What kind of power does this Daoist Priest blend…Wen Qichang and the others are not knowing what to do.

Meng Qi smiled and moved forward: “But chivalrous men never force others. Mr. Wen has lost his strength and has a wife and a daughter. Even if he stays, it will not help. On the contrary, it will harm the whole family. It is understandable… “

He followed Mrs. Red Line’s previous words slowly, and heard Wen Qichang He Chifeng’s emotions, heard Mrs. Red Line slim eyebrows, and heard that the complexion is gloomy outside the Great Wall.

“Hey, you little Daoist Priest makes sense.” gloomy’s voice praised.

Mrs. Red Line was about to speak, Meng Qi stroked the hilt of the knife, said with a laugh: “Poor Daoist Qingyuan, I have obtained the blade technique from senior Huangfu, and I am willing to go to Gathering Gods Village with the two.”

“You…” Mrs. Red Line didn’t expect the turning point to be so big. Looking at the Qingjun Daoist Priest who was sprinkled in front of her, she didn’t know how to interface.

gloomy’s voice coldly snorted and said: “It turned out to be an act recklessly…”

Before the voice fell, I saw Meng Qi tongue fighting the spring thunder, and the voice harvested:

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“Hide your head and show your tail, come down!”

He used 72 Transformations Mysterious Art to simulate Purple Thunder Vigor to promote Thunderous Words.

“Hide your head and show your tail, come down!”

A path of sound is like a giant thunder, and there is purple electricity surging in the air.

Click, p_tng, someone fell from the roof and twitched all over, as if struck by lightning, the gloomy voice disappeared completely.