"There are new masters on the list of people!" The disciples of the martial arts school opened their innocent eyes, curious and excited, chattering like a group of sparrows.

Although the world is big, not every issue has new people, and they are new people who are not very famous before and have never heard of them!

"Gentleman's Sword? I heard that he is the righteous hero."

"Of course, when he met Hua Lun for the first time, he used swords to help him, traveled to the mountains at night, not afraid of Luo Sect, and the name of a gentleman is worthy of his name."

"How great would it be if there were gentlemen like Young Master Meng in the world!"

Meng Qi, dressed as a white-robed Confucian scholar, wanted to die when he heard that he still couldn't accept the nickname "Gentleman Sword". Compared to it, the Vajra and the Crazy Monk of Thunder Sword seemed less bloody.

At the same time, he was full of doubts. The six doors should not recognize him. Why did they still come up with the annotation of "to be tested" or "may be a false name"? What is their purpose?

Forget it, I don’t plan to use the identity of Junzi Jian anyway!

He browsed the back of the people list and saw that the ranking had not changed much because of the death of the Sacred Flower Heavenly Girl, so he calmed down and prepared to leave.

At this moment, the master of the martial arts hall ordered his disciples to take out a thick stack of paper and paste it on the screen wall facing the gate.

"Hey, Zhou Junrenjie's poem?" Meng Qi paused. With his eyes open, even if the words were small and the distance was not close, he could see clearly.

After reading, he found that it was a local master's legendary list listed on the Six Gates of the County City. It did not rank it, but only introduced the names, martial arts realm, and the most outstanding achievements. However, the comments of different characters were attached at the end, all of which were famous people in Zhou County.

"It is worthy of being the first city in the southwest. Even the Six Gate Branch is so special, and it has created a local character list..." Meng Qi exclaimed. He passed through Xiliang, three mountains and four rivers and Xuanwu, and had only seen it in Zhoujun.

Three mountains and four rivers are small places. It is normal that there is no such thing as Xiliang blocks the important roads of the Western Regions and the Great Shanxi merchant roads. Various characters come and go frequently and are difficult to check. In addition, the people are fierce and the horses and bandits are mixed, and the comments are incorrect often lead to revenge. Therefore, there is no such thing as the Zhenwu Sect. Xuanwu is the sphere of influence, so how could he be willing to appear like a person list?

He glanced at it and glanced briefly, but didn't look closely because there were too many.

Suddenly, he exclaimed lightly and saw "self" again:

"Name: Tang Jing."

“Age: Twenty-six.”

"Identity: the legitimate son of the Tang family in Yicheng, ranked second."

"Nickname: Pili Badao, Ghost Face Badao, Tang Erlang."

"Martial arts: six orifices, sword techniques come into the hall and enter the room. I have already obtained the essence of fierceness. In addition to my own 'River Sword Technique', I am also good at many sword techniques."

"The reason for entering the score: kill Tang Shu, a master of the Nine Orifices with one knife; he can still turn defeat into victory and kill the Iron Hand Demon after being besieged by the Iron Hand Demon and the Happy Demon."

"Comment: Jin Jinxian, the head of Chiyang Martial Arts Hall, said: The sword technique should not be underestimated. It is enough to fight against the masters of seven or eight orifices, but the nine orifices are up to date. Tang Shu was an elder of the Tang family and was held accountable by the Quasi-headed family at that time. He was bound by his family, and he should not be strong in resisting, and he might even be subconsciously resisting. The siege and killing were too chaotic and the corpse was not preserved. The only witness, Tang Ren, did not see how Tang Jing killed the Iron Handed Demon, and he was not accurate. Perhaps the Iron Handed Demon died due to the influence of the treasured soldiers."

"Huang Yuanba, the deacon of the Huang family in Yedu, said: Knowing shame will lead to courage. The prodigal son will turn back and not change gold. Tang Jing was only two orifices when he was in his twenties. He had never learned the sword technique. However, after being humiliated, he went out for three years and went through hardships. He had already opened the six orifices. The sword technique entered the room and killed the demons. He was not afraid of the nine orifices. He was actually a model for his juniors."

"Wang Zai of the King of Zhou County's 'Shouzheng Sword' said: Tang Jing's sword is strong and fierce, and is suspected to have thunder falling from the sky. He absorbs the vitality of the surrounding airflow, and is invincible, and everything is invincible, and he can cut all the swords. Those who have seen the enlightenment of the sword in the rest of their lives can be included in the top five. If the results are not obvious, they should be able to squeeze into the end of the human list. I sigh that the real person's list is true and the non-human list is on the human list."

Wang Zai is quite fair and objective... Meng Qi was praised a little and had a good impression of Wang Zai, and he got a nickname much better than the Cangkang, Thunder Sword Mad Monk and Gentleman Sword!

But why is it still a fierce and domineering type, rather than a cold-sharp type with white clothes, a superb type, and a handsome type... Meng Qi had a little resentment. Could it be that he had to exchange for the "Flying Immortals from the Sky" to redeem the style in the future?

Meng Qi sucked his teeth, shook his head and left, and a cheer suddenly came from behind:

"The owner of the museum is on the list!"

Uh? Meng Qi was having nothing to do, curiously turned around, followed their eyes and fingers and saw the end of the list:

"Name: He Ye."

“Age: sixty-two.”

"Identity: the owner of Qingfeng Martial Arts Hall, a disciple of Chaosheng Sect."

"Nickname: Listening to Chaojian."

"Martial Arts: Six Orifices, good at using the 7749th Ways to Listen to the Chaos Sword Technique, and the 18th Ways to the Chaos Sword."

"The reason for entering the genealogy: The elders who are kind and have only basic teachings, and there are no different teachings. Every year, all martial arts disciples are attracted by sects and aristocratic families. There are three disciples in the martial arts competition this year who have great hope of becoming famous."

The comments afterwards are basically praise He Yeci and kindness. They have always had something to say. Occasionally, one or two sentences are good to teach their disciples.

Meng Qi is currently a leisurely man in the world. After watching it with relish, he just couldn't understand what the martial arts competition was, but he didn't care too much. He threw it behind and headed straight for the city.

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"What, you want to be the head of Yedu?" Meng Qi looked at Qi Zhengyan in shock.

Qi Zhengyan said without any expression: "Well, this sect asked me to go to Yedu to be the chief manager, and to take care of food, rice, oil, salt and other stores."

"Is this a rise in the open and secret?" Meng Qi frowned. He seemed to have been promoted to the position and entered the prosperous land of the prefecture city, but it sounded far worse than the current state of the princes.

Qi Zhengyan nodded and said, "Yedu Naizhou County, there are one of the common elders of our sect permanently, there are many external deacons, and there are more than twenty main officials."

"How does the Huanhua Sword Sect do this?" Meng Qi was a little confused.

Qi Zhengyan said slowly: "I have indeed made great contributions, but it seems that I am too selfish to deal with it afterwards. Even if I can't make mistakes, I can't take charge of it."

No sect dares to entrust the power of a place to disciples who are very selfish, but selfishness is re-reliant. As long as it does not violate the rules of the sect and actually damages the interests of the sect, it will be rewarded if it is rewarded. It is just that it must be placed under supervision.

Meng Qi nodded and said, "It's me who has implicated you, Senior Brother Qi."

He has changed his identity and is a scholar who went to Yedu to study.

"It's okay, it's my own choice. At present, everything is based on death tasks." Qi Zhengyan said without showing any regrets or blame, "It's good now, I can often talk to you."

"Well, I just have to be careful of being followed." Meng Qi put down a little guilt and gave a reminder.

Things in the world are wonderful, and I and Senior Brother Qi have reunited in Yedu again.

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In the next six months, Meng Qi lived alone in the courtyard and focused on practicing. He often discussed with Qi Zhengyan, who came to visit, and stabilized all the previous learnings. Not only did the sixth level of the Golden Bell Cover become closer and closer to perfection, and began to condense the related acupoints of the mouth and orifices, but also the ** Xuan Gong also officially practiced the eye and orifices, and his eyesight was stronger, almost twice as strong as before.

The sword technique that Dugu Nine Swords lacked has been laid well, and the purple thunder strength has accumulated strongly. "Crazy Thunder Shocks the Nine Sky" has also mastered various changes. Only by following the true meaning of thunder can you truly become an external move.

Meng Qi was not worried about this. If it were someone else, it might take ten or decades to achieve a small sword technique and he would have achieved the true meaning of Thunder, just like Tang Ren, but he had the incomplete inheritance of "Shenxiao Jiumo". After thinking about it day and night, he had a very good understanding of the true meaning of Thunder, even though it was a bit different from the sword intention required by "Crazy Thunder and Jiuyu". However, it seemed that they were all thunder gods, and they could barely match them. When the death mission was urgent, they didn't care about so much.

The only bottleneck is that Meng Qi's "Sky Knife Outline" has made little progress. Apart from the four original meanings of sword art, he has only newly understood the power contained in the "Fengyun Knife", which is already the sky, turning the clouds and rain!

Meng Qi was very clear about this problem. He did not have enough knowledge of sword techniques and could not understand them by analogy. Only by observing more different sword techniques can the outline of the Sky Knife be thoroughly mastered.

No wonder Xi Jiange asked his disciples to observe the sword techniques of hundreds of schools and enhance the sword intent in their hearts... Meng Qi felt more and more that the great sect was well-known, and planned to practice the "Cold Wind Sword Technique" that he had not practiced very carefully before, and master the essence of the sword art contained in it.

"Well, the 'Tian Dao Outline' is the Nine Dao of Heavenly Swords. Although it cannot be exchanged now, you can also buy a "Tian Wen" to think about it..." Meng Qi locked the gate of the courtyard and went to the book shop.

This world is very strange. There are many poems that Meng Qi has read in his previous life, and the signatures are all the original authors.

However, because the age they passed down was too far away, no one can tell who the original author was and what identity background they had.

Of course, there are also many poems with clear origins and circulations.

In recent years, it was cold and the ground was freezing, but there were many pedestrians on the road, and they were purchasing New Year's goods.

Meng Qi had a wide robe and big sleeves, carrying both hands, and was covered in his sleeves. While walking towards the book shop, his eyes wandered and looking at the alley.

"Will you go to Zhaocai Lane to eat Jian's mutton soup later, or go to Duozi Street to buy that potassium?" Meng Qi thought about lunch.

Yedu has many delicious foods, all suited Meng Qi's appetite. When he practiced martial arts, he often worked tirelessly, walking through the streets and alleys, looking for every "bead of the sea". As long as he occasionally discovered it, he would feel very happy.

Unfortunately, Qi Zhengyan was unwilling to put too much energy into food, so Meng Qi could only go alone. Every time at this time, he would think that if Ruan Yushu was there, he would definitely be unable to chase him away and followed him.

After buying "Tianwen", Meng Qi decided to eat the candy fruit. As soon as he arrived at the stall, he heard a lot of greetings.

"Hello Mr. Su."

"Hehe, I've met you again."

Next to the stall are several disciples from Qingfeng Martial Arts Hall. They are opposite Meng Qi and often meet him at the door and at the food stall. After a long time, when he sees him as a scholar, he will occasionally ask the meaning of a certain word in the secret book, so he respectfully calls him Mr.

Meng Qi smiled and nodded: "It's almost the end of the New Year, are you still coming to the martial arts hall?"

A young girl with big eyes said with a bitter face: "Master said that he would keep his fist and his hands and mouths. Moreover, after the end of the year, there will be a martial arts competition. We also want to make a name for ourselves and be attracted by the great sects or families."

"Tianhe, you have only been learning martial arts for a year, so don't worry." Meng Qi is quite familiar with the psychology of civilian children who want to reduce the burden on their families and support themselves as soon as possible.

Qu Tianhe smiled and said, "Mr. Su, I just said that anyone in the martial arts hall can beat me at present."

After a few greetings, Meng Qi, who was a pseudonym Su Meng, returned to his yard with a pot of fruit. When he passed by Qingfeng Martial Arts Hall, he suddenly heard a depressed cry.

He looked up and saw that He Mu, a martial arts disciple, was a familiar martial arts disciple, and immediately curled his lips and said, "A real man, why are you crying?"

He Mu was fourteen years old and learned martial arts for four years. He was very successful in his energy. He was focused and enthusiastic about swordsmanship. He often asked Meng Qi for advice because a certain swordsman he bought had words he didn't know.

He Mu wiped his eyes, his eyes were red, and he said stubbornly: "I didn't cry!"

"Hey, did you lose the competition?" Meng Qi looked at the scars of the wooden sword on the back of his hand.

He Mu suddenly hid his right hand behind him: "I, I'm just careless for a moment. Oh, you don't understand these."

"Who said it? I am a martial arts master!" Meng Qi smiled half-truely.

He Mu seemed to want to find a partner to tell him. He didn't take it seriously and said distressedly and frustrated: "The martial arts competition is about to be held, but I lost to my fifth senior brother seven times today... We are obviously similar in strength, why do I always lose! I, I think Master He is very disappointed with me."
Chapter completed!