"Assassination?" Whether it is Min Renlong, who was from the sect or Yuanyang, who was from the Southern Wilderness, the four newcomers are all young birds who have not experienced the world. The assassination is still limited to imagination. Now they suddenly encounter it. They don't know whether it's excitement or fear, but their eyes turn to Meng Qi, the "newcomer leader". *,

In their hearts, the young master who couldn't see the strength clearly had a lazy smile and had a leisurely posture. Even if he held a long sword, he would not feel afraid or afraid. In a strange environment, he was quite charming to be close.

Meng Qi picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup, took a sip, and his eyes curled up a little: "Don't look at me, I'm just a 'mentor' and won't interfere too much in your tasks. From now on, you must learn to judge the situation yourself, formulate strategies yourself, and complete the tasks yourself."

The word "teacher" in the main world comes from Buddhism, which describes the Buddha guiding sentient beings to enlightenment and transcend the sea of ​​suffering. Therefore, Wu Xiuxian, Weng Lingyu and others did not have any difficulties in understanding, so they could only feel a little confused, but combined with the previous and next sentences, they could still understand the meaning.

After they looked at each other, Yuanyang said unsatisfiedly: "In our southern desert, if you want to surround monsters or people from hostile tribes, you must figure out their habits and the surrounding environment in advance, otherwise you will not be able to start."

The tribe she was born in was close to Dajin and often went to border cities, so Dajin spoke very fluently, but there were six ways, so there were no need to worry about internal communication. He would automatically unify the language into the one with the largest number of people. The alien language that the minority seemed to speak was still mainstream in others' ears.

"Yes, we are not familiar with the place, we don't know Tiexin Hall or the Demon Sword of Parting, so we have no idea how to start." Min Renlong looked around and looked for people who seemed well-informed in this noisy inn based on the experience of the martial arts and lakes taught by his teacher.

很快,他直接起身.就要离座.

"Min Shaoxia, where are you going?" Weng Lingyu asked nervously.

She is the daughter of an ordinary bodyguard. She has not yet learned the truth and has never seen the world. If it weren't for the fact that there were three people who were sympathetic and tutor Meng Qi, she would have collapsed long ago. Now that she saw Min Renlong leave inexplicably, she was naturally nervous.

闵人龙笑道:“自然是去打听消息.”

“你认得地头蛇?”伍修贤脱口道.

Meng Qi smiled and played with the teacup next to him, watching them discuss, just like watching himself waiting for others a few years ago.

"I don't recognize it, but money can make the devil push the mill." Min Renlong patted his bloated purse.

"Order whatever food, don't be hungry when you assassinate." Meng Qi suddenly spoke.

闵人龙点了点头,迈步而去,先找掌柜.

The remaining three newcomers looked at each other and were silent for a while. Wu Xiuxian, the direct descendant of the small sect, couldn't help but speak, "According to what the young master said..."

他下意识看了看孟奇.

孟奇轻轻颔首,示意他说下去.

"According to the young master, the task of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation will not be simple. But it will not make us unable to complete it. At present, the information is insufficient. Don't consider the situation where external forces can be borrowed. It depends solely on the strength of the four of us. If the arrangement is appropriate, there should be a chance to kill the Demon Sword of the Parthile, and if there is an omission, it may ruin itself. In other words, Fu Cuo's strength should be slightly higher than that of the four of us joining hands, considering the existence of Min Shaoxia. Considering the protection brought by the Lord of Incense, the goal should be from the four orifices to the six orifices."

In small sects, those who can learn before the age of twenty are rare good seedlings. Wu Xiuxian is naturally highly valued, and there are many elders to give advice, and it is quite well-organized to consider issues.

He glanced at Meng Qi again: "As the Master of Incense, all cultivation levels from four or six orifices, the elders of Tiexin Hall, the Master of Tiexin Hall, etc., may have opened seven or eight orifices, and there may be nine orifices open at the same time. After a while, combined with the information from Young Master Min inquiry, we can understand the power of Tiexin Hall in the world, and we can roughly understand the upper limit of the strength of this world, but we don't have to worry, most enemies who exceed the Six orifices will not appear. Even if they appear, they should be the scope of the young master's mission."

Meng Qi always smiled leisurely and nodded when he heard this, indicating that they did not have to consider enemies with the six orifices.

"It may also be that the Demon Sword of the Farewell Sword is excluded, but it is only the Master of Incense. In fact, the cultivation level is at the forefront of the Tiexin Hall?" Weng Lingyu said in a soft voice. She had seen many family matters, and having strength may not be able to rank at a high level. The lower the level of martial arts, the more this is the case.

Yuanyang agreed: "That's right, my father-in-law's top ten good players in the clan tribe, but he offended the clan leader and never became an elder."

The three of them started discussing the short description of a row of tasks, which reminded Meng Qi of his original self and tried to act as a dog-headed military advisor. Unfortunately, things in the world were unpredictable and became the best choice for the team.

He sighed and reminded: "We must also consider the specificity of the cultivation method of our world. Not every place takes the path of enlightenment and the inside and outside."

"There are other methods of cultivation?" Weng Lingyu and Wu Xiuxian were shocked.

Yuan Yang, a girl from the Southern Wilderness, nodded thoughtfully. There were demons dancing, monsters were rampant, and there were many tribes. The methods of cultivation were all kinds of strange, such as connecting with the lives of the Gu worms, and slowly increasing the Gu worms by feeding corresponding drugs and flesh and blood, thereby improving themselves.

Meng Qi glanced at her and chuckled, "The Blood Clothing Sect is rampant in the southern wilderness, and the practice method is very strange. I believe Miss Yuan will be familiar with it."

The Blood Clothing Sect, one of the nine evil paths, was expelled from the Central Plains in the past, and took root in the poor mountains and rivers of the Southern Wilderness, becoming the overlord of the domain. The leader condensed the true body of the "Rabakshasa of Blood" and suppressed the Southern Wilderness.

Speaking of which, the nine evil paths are strange due to the martial arts. There are many tricks to obtain skill. The possibility of realizing the Dharma body is higher than the right path, but the more you go back, the more you suffer, and often stagnates. Moreover, they have a bad relationship with each other, and they even want to be destroyed by the right path, so they are suppressed by the right path and beaten by everyone.

Yuanyang showed a little fear: "Yes, I have seen the disciples of the Blood Clothing Sect embroidering runes on themselves with a hot needle..."

At this time, Min Renlong returned with joy and just approached, he lowered his voice and said, "I asked clearly that Tiexin Hall is the leader of the left Taoist alliance. The master of the hall is one of the best masters in the world. The specific realm is unknown. This is not the place of the main hall, but it is also a city within the strength of the Tiexin Hall. The 'Farewell Demon Sword' Fucuona is the Supreme Emperor in the city. He should have opened his eyes and ears..."

With more news, the four newcomers discussed more enthusiastically, as if they were in a secret room.

Not long after, the waiter brought the wine and food. They were already hungry and talked while eating. Meng Qi smiled and raised his chopsticks to eat, and he had a lot of fun.

"Now we need to figure out Fu Cuo's daily habits and find opportunities for assassination from it." Min Renlong was full of confidence. This was his first battle in the world!

Weng Lingyu was not very confident when he was just starting out and looked at Meng Qi: "Young Master, how are we doing?"

"It's not bad." Meng Qi put down his chopsticks and said with a smile, "But there are three mistakes."

“什么错误?”闵人龙有点不敢相信.

Meng Qi played with the wine glass: "First, if things are not secret, you will lose your life. Discussing assassination in public is likely to be heard by those who are interested."

Wu Xiuxian and others were shocked and looked to the side, finding that at some point the people in the inn had left, leaving only empty tables and chairs.

"I, we thought there was a young man here." Weng Lingyu stammered.

"We were wrong. Things in the Six Paths are too similar to dreams, which made me unconsciously forget the environment and neglect the carelessness." The yin-yang-faced girl Yuan Yang looked ugly and she reviewed herself.

Meng Qi continued: "Second. It's right to inquire about the news, but I'm not familiar with the place, so how can I know that the local snake has no connection with the Demon Sword? You should inquire about it and ask from different places. Direct inquiry can easily alert the target and cause trouble."

这是他几年江湖经验的总结.

Min Renlong's body shook and his face turned pale. This was what the teacher taught. It can be seen that there is always a little difference between him and his actions, especially for the first time.

"Third," Meng Qi suddenly laughed, "I didn't even eat the food I sent for without checking. I thought I was still at my own home?"

"Ah?" They were confused at first, and then shocked, because they found themselves weak!

The atmosphere of discussion that was too hot and dangerous just now made several young birds forget the most basic common sense, and it seems too late to regret it now.

Min Renlong stood up suddenly and was about to draw the sword, but his hands were weak and his legs were numb, and he sat down again, and the other three people had no strength to stand up.

"You can actually not fall down the soft tendons, have you seen the clues long ago?" A confused voice sounded. The black-faced shopkeeper and a beautiful woman in a pink gauze dress came over, and the rest of the inn were separated.

"Damn thief, he actually put a drug on his face!" Min Renlong roared.

Meng Qi looked at them with a smile: "Soft Steamed Beef with Soft Steamed Beef has a sour taste and is not very delicious, but it is particularly delicious when added to the bamboo shoot soup. It is good and has a unique taste."

I actually ate it, it's okay, and I commented on the taste... The black-faced shopkeeper's expression was dull, and the woman in the pink dress changed her face. She suddenly took action and tried to subdue the only unaffected enemy.

Puff, she slapped the enemy with her palms, but the other party seemed to be unaware of it and was still tasting fresh soup.

“护身硬功?”

“难怪敢打符香主主意!”

“没还手!还是受影响了!”

The two seemed to understand something. One was holding a sword, the other was carrying two daggers, and surrounded Meng Qi with a storm.

The sound of ding dangling continued, and no matter whether it was a sword or a dagger, it could not make any trace on Meng Qi. Weng Lingyu and others made them nervous, worried and stunned.

The black-faced shopkeeper gritted his teeth, stretched out his dagger, and stabbed Meng Qi in his eyes. This was the door for body protection and hard work.

孟奇眼皮垂下,任由匕首刺来.

When the eyelids were not moved, the dagger that had been repeatedly hit had already rolled up its sharp blade, which was so shocked that the black-faced shopkeeper took a few steps back. He couldn't believe that the man in front of him was a human race!

The woman in the pink skirt stretched out her thin sword and tried to penetrate Meng Qi's mouth into his body and break the hard skills.

As soon as the white teeth bit, the long sword made a clear sound of breaking, and the tip of the sword was bitten directly.

The sound of chewing sounded, Meng Qi spit out a ball of steel slag, and smiled at the woman in the pink dress who was already confused and said, "Crispy..."

The black-faced shopkeeper roared like a collapse, pointed out the middle finger of his right index finger, and turned into a spiral to break the hard skills.

Slap, he had a fractured finger and rolled on the spot in pain.

The woman in pink skirt had a broken expression and cried in fear:

"You, you are not a human!"

Either it is a demon or a ghost or a god, Buddha or an immortal!

Min Renlong, Weng Lingyu and others were in a trance, as if they were dreaming, forgetting their own medicine. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
Chapter completed!