Gu Xiaosang seemed not to notice Meng Qi's vigilant gaze, and stretched out his hand to stroke his hair. His posture was graceful and beautiful: "It is rumored that the King of Kings has been silent. Throughout the ages, no one in the ** Dao has been able to understand the peerless magical skills "The King of Kings Six Slashes" and the Thunder God's inheritance "The God of the Night Nine Destructions". This may be because of the conflict with their own inheritance."

"The fundamentals of the Way are the "** Sutra" and the "Cai Nu Heavenly Book", which are said to be able to condense the "Nine Heavens Mysterious Woman Dharma Body" and the "Golden Body of the Happy Bodhisattva". The former is full of immortal energy and takes the path of ascension to immortality with men and women, while the latter is the path of Buddhist joy, which is indeed in conflict with the Overlord's Jue Dao." Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully.

The Overlord's Sword is "fierce first" in the evaluation of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, and is very different from the ** Dao Yin and Yang Mering.

Gu Xiaosang spat and said with a smile: "Those little bitches love to seduce other men and suck adults. Husband must not have any relationship with them. If you meet them, you will kill them with one knife."

Speaking of this, she laughed and said, "I am still waiting for you to grow up and marry you. Don't lose the body of a boy first..."

Her originally had an ethereal temperament, but her eyes were flowing, revealing a bit of a girlish and indescribable charm.

Madman, change his state! Meng Qi scolded in his stomach, but he also knew that Gu Xiaosang could not make a single word in ten words. At that time, if she achieved her own goal, she would definitely be a ruthless rhythm.

Gu Xiaosang's expression changed as soon as he said it, and his eyes were tempting just now, which made people uncontrollable. He instantly became holy, like an orchid in the valley: "However, there was a male disciple in the previous generation of ** Dao. He was originally a medicine residue furnace and cauldron, but he claimed to have learned a sword technique at the peak of the outside scene from the Overlord's Sword. He became one of the few male core disciples of ** Dao. He is now a powerful person in the outside scene and should not be underestimated."

"He learned the sword technique from the Overlord's Sword?" Meng Qi was slightly stunned. He said before that Overlord's Sword has been silent?

Gu Xiaosang nodded gently: "It is not the 'Overlord Six Slash' and 'Shenxiao Nine Destructions'. He calls himself the 'Purple Thunder Seven Strikes'."

She said it in a simple and did not think it was strange. Meng Qi heard it, but she was filled with mixed feelings. She didn't know whether she should be surprised or laughed twice. Could this guy be a reincarnation person? He actually learned the "Seven Purple Thunder Strikes" that he had always wanted to exchange for!

Judging from his original medicine residue furnace, Meng Qi felt that this speculation was 70 to 80% sure.

This "Purple Thunder Seven Strikes" is the unique skill of the overlord in a comic that Meng Qi has read, and is also a skill of gods and demons.

After saying that, Gu Xiaosang did not mention his purpose. He tilted his head slightly and looked at Meng Qi with a smile, with a playful look like a girl next door: "My husband just came out of the boat and stood at the bow of the boat, shattering the hearts of my subordinates step by step, killing him with one sword. He was truly outstanding in style and master's attitude, so he made my body and heart beat faster. His face was hot, and he wished he could snuggle up to his husband's chest."

Meng Qi's left sword and right sword remained unchanged, and he still had his full strength to attack without any relaxation.

Gu Xiaosang's eyes became blurred: "Great and graceful, elegant and elegant, although it is admirable, but he stands tall and walks generously. He is also a magnificent and good man. If his husband can have white bones like a mountain. The sea of ​​blood rolls in front of him, evil demons block the way, and he cuts him with one knife, kindness and confusing heart, and cuts him with one knife, nine heavens and ten earths, no one follows him, and he cuts him with one knife, and he will dominate the world. I am willing to wash away the dew and make soup for my husband with bare hands."

What she said was a bit sincere, but Meng Qi didn't believe it at all. This guy was still tempting himself to find a way to seize the Overlord's Jue Dao.

Gu Xiaosang pulled out the jade flute again and leaned against his lips. The song was melodious and lingering, and it was hard to part with it.

The boat under her feet was walking in waves and slowly sailed into the darkness of the opposite river bank. The sound of the flute drifted away and was constantly lingering.

She came in vain, but she was also elegant. Meng Qi was envious of her. Knowing a musical instrument is indeed a good way to increase her aura! Unfortunately, she didn't have the time to learn...

If Gu Xiaosang knew that Meng Qi was just caring about this, he would not know what he would feel.

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Mengqi changed the boat on the road, and in two days, he had already gone downstream and arrived at Xuanwu City. The mountain gate of the Zhenwu Sect was twenty miles north of this city. People in the martial arts world called Xuanwu City the gateway of Zhenwu, and did not accept orders from the court.

As soon as he got off the boat, Meng Qi felt the prosperity different from the "three mountains and four rivers". There were people coming and going on the dock. Some had wide robes and big sleeves, brocade jade robes, some had strong headscarves, some had short straw sandals, some were rich and poor, some were strong and weak, their voices were buzzing, and all kinds of accents echoed.

Meng Qi took a deep breath, filtered out all kinds of sweat, smelled the smell of smell of odor, smelled the smell of roasted chicken, smelled the most famous stinky tofu in Xuanwu City, smelled the aroma of cooking in the river fish, and wriggled in his belly, so he wanted to find a restaurant and have a feast.

But he had no impulse and planned to go to Zhang Yuanshan first. Only locals could find local food in the true sense.

He still hid three weapons in a large package, pressed the Bingque Sword with his left hand, dressed as a blue-shirted swordsman, and tightened the gauze hat and tied the right hand to avoid the wig being squeezed out, which would make him feel embarrassed.

Following the spacious stone road, Meng Qi walked into the city and felt that it was more prosperous, lively and one after another.

He greeted him and went to Zhang's mansion, walked leisurely, looking around, like a countryman who had just entered a real big city, attracting many covetous eyes, wanting to steal his money, but the thieves returned in vain, and when everyone was touching their wallet, they were beaten in a palm, red and swollen, just like when teachers in a private school taught their disciples to thug the board with a ruler.

The thieves knew that they had gone astray. The other party was not as "simple" as it was, but a cunning boy with extraordinary martial arts skills.

Because this is the sphere of influence of the Zhenwu Sect, the well-known sect, they dare not take revenge and cause big trouble, so they can only walk away in disappointment.

Meng Qi taught the thief a lesson in a eccentric way and turned to a road with relatively few people. There were high-gate courtyards nearby. Soon, he saw the Zhang Mansion on the bank of Xuanshui. It had a continuous building and a vast area, and the spirit of a wealthy family.

He knew that Zhang Yuanshan was inside the Zhenwu Sect's mountain gate, and even the core of the Zhang family was also at the Zhenwu Sect's Fu Peak. If he was still a direct descendant of Shaolin, he would definitely go to the mountain gate to submit a post, waiting for the Zhenwu Sect's general officials to inform Zhang Yuanshan. But now his identity is sensitive, so it is better to go to the Zhang Mansion to visit him and ask them to find the Zhang Yuanshan Hui tribe or lead him up the mountain.

On both sides of the Zhang Mansion Gate, there were horse stakes. At this time, most of them were tied with ropes, and horses were sniffing there.

"There are so many guests..." Meng Qi was a little confused. Under normal circumstances, where did so many guests come from?

He doubted whether he had a birthday and wedding or not.

"Really... little monk?" Suddenly, a familiar female voice came from the entrance of the alley, with a vague uncertainty.

Meng Qi was startled and held the hilt of the sword tightly in his left hand to prevent the identity from being exposed and causing trouble.

He looked back and saw a girl with an oyster face hiding at the bends of two alleys. She was gentle and sweet, with the excitement of meeting an acquaintance in a foreign land, and seemed to feel a sigh of fear.

"Miss Zhenzhen?" Meng Qi raised his eyebrows and walked over quickly. The girl was Fu Zhenzhen, one of her friends, a disciple of Yinghua'an of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, and a master of medicine and poison.

She actually traveled thousands of miles south to Xuanwu to find her lover!

I can't tell it. Fu Zhenzhen looks gentle but is such a moveable person... Meng Qi secretly praised and said with a smile: "Miss Zhenzhen, come to find Senior Brother Zhang?"

"I've been here for a few days, and I don't dare to come to the door." Fu Zhenzhen lowered her head and pulled the corner of her clothes, feeling that an ugly daughter-in-law was afraid of seeing her parents-in-law.

Meng Qi held back his laughter and did not make fun of it. Fu Zhenzhen was thin-skinned and could not stand the jokes in this regard. She was a master of medicine and drug. She could not offend easily: "It just so happens that I have to look for Senior Brother Zhang, let's go together. By the way, just call me Meng Qi now."

Fu Zhenzhen's face turned red and she nodded softly. She had seen the list of people, so she stopped talking in time just now and did not call out Zhending.

Because Fu Zhenzhen was too shy and nervous, she didn't speak any further until the Zhang gate.

Meng Qi smiled and walked up the steps, and said to the door: "Meng Qi, come to see Senior Brother Zhang Yuanshan and Miss Fu Zhenzhen. You only need to tell Senior Brother Zhang our name, and he will come to see you."

He used a tone that was very familiar to Zhang Yuanshan to avoid making things difficult for his family.

The doorzi didn't raise his eyelids and said without a surprise: "Two guests, wait, someone will lead the guests of today to the mountain, and you will follow."

Today's guest? Meng Qi felt that things were a bit strange. Just as he was about to ask questions, a servant of the Zhang family had already walked out, followed by a large number of heroes from the world, including monks, Taoists, and vulgarity, and young men and beggars.

The disciple whispered a few words to the Zhang servant, and revealed the identities of Meng Qi and the others. The servant nodded and saluted respectfully, asking them to follow.

The group of people did not ride horses, passed through the city and headed towards Zhenwu Mountain.

"Meng Qi, when I saw your name on the human list, I was almost shocked." Fu Zhenzhen was older than Meng Qi and had a relationship between them and was not far away, so she chose to call her full name.

Listening to her message, Meng Qi was both happy and sad. It was naturally a happy thing to be on the list of people and show his holy presence in front of others, but the nickname was so ugly!

"Miss Zhenzhen, are you going out to travel and go south directly?" There is a powerful outdoor scene in Yinghua Temple, but it is not a big sect. After the disciples in the sect are stable, they can go down the mountain to travel, so Meng Qi asked this question.

Fu Zhenzhen's cheeks were flushed and her eyes looked at her toes: "I, I thought there was nothing else to do when I traveled, so I went south. And I exchanged for the first part of the "Save the People" and stayed near the sect and was easily noticed."

It's so deep and enviable... Meng Qi sighed and chatted with her casually, listening to the conversations of other people around him.

"I'm afraid the situation of the Zhenwu Sect will change a lot."

"They are just protecting themselves. Over the past few decades, the Yao family has become stronger and stronger, and the three major secular families are about to become a family..."

Meng Qi became more and more strange the more he heard it. He couldn't help but ask the Taoist priest next to him: "This Taoist priest, is this wedding banquet between Zhang and Song?"

The Taoist priest looked at him strangely, as if he wanted to say that you don’t know about this, so what should you do?

He paused and said, "Yes, today is the engagement banquet between Zhang Yuanshan and Song Mingxi."

Meng Qi was shocked when he heard this, and subconsciously turned to look at Fu Zhenzhen. She saw that her face turned pale and her body swayed slightly, as if she was about to faint. (To be continued...)
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