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For such a genius, his tone was always a little sour. He gave up part of his body and took a different approach to the outside scene and made breakthroughs in the future. Once a person like Su Meng enters the outside scene, his entry will be very fast, just like Su Wuming, once a year, he will reach the sky!

"This kind of character is the most arrogant, sincere, equal, and likes his preferences. Unfortunately, he underestimated him when he first met..."

Zhao Yi sighed.

The raindrops slip, the sky turns from light to thick, and the autumn wind, autumn rain and autumn are awesome.

Meng Qi calmed down his mind, sat on the chair with his eyes closed, facing the autumn rain, as if he was listening and sleeping. When he reached his current state, he mainly felt the sense of heaven and earth and endured the fire of heaven and earth.

Before he knew it, night fell, Meng Qi's right hand moved slightly and flicked it to the hilt of the knife.

"Qian Qian Qian of the Shencheng Martial Arts Hall, please give me some advice."

A voice came from afar, full of energy, clear as if beads fell in the ears, but with a little vicissitudes, it seemed that he was a master of learning to learn a lot.

"Where is the way?"

The sound came from far to near, and a sword light lit up, as if it was sympathetic to the night sky. A little starlight fell through the thick clouds, illuminating the rain curtain.

In the thick night, this sword struggled and wandered, as if the trapped beast was looking for a way to break through.

Meng Qi almost started singing, sighed, and held the hilt of the knife in his right hand.

The sword light was like a dragon, slashing out quickly, absorbing all the vitality around him.

Although it gathers for life, it is full of death and is instantly hit by the sword light.

The energy dissipates, the light disappears, and the sword loses all its spirituality, and it breaks into two pieces with a snap, falling to the ground.

“The road is at your feet.”

Meng Qi put his knife back into the sheath and sat on the chair, seemingly never getting up, and kept listening to the autumn rain quietly.

Outside the building, there was a Taoist figure standing quietly in the rain, without any defense, and was soaked like a chicken falling from the soup.

After a moment, he whispered to himself:

"The road is at your feet, the road is at your feet..."

Looking at the broken sword, he suddenly felt like he was being freed from restraint. He seemed to understand something, but he didn't understand anything. He rushed into the rain and disappeared in front of the building.

After a while, another sound came out among the dripping rain:

"Du Linxi, the Du family, came to ask for advice."

The visitor was about to get closer, and suddenly felt a chill in his throat, as if there was a sword energy approaching, so he even had a transformation technique and moves, but no matter how he dealt with it, the invisible sword energy followed him like a shadow and could not get rid of it!

It was not until he stepped back that he no longer felt the creepy sword aura, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

After staying for a while, he turned his head and left, not daring to stop any longer.

The autumn rain continues, and the sound of the rain is like a song that urges people to sleep peacefully, revealing the tranquility of the late night and a little melancholy.

In this way, the sky gradually became brighter and the rain disappeared.

Many people in the martial arts world were curious about getting close to Xiaolou. The sound of the sounds fluttered from afar last night, and they also heard about it.

"Look, those footprints should be Du Linxi's, and they are obviously walking on the wind!"

"But he didn't even enter the building ten feet..."

"That's the eighty-pound Panlong stick that swept across the world!"

"Young Master Huajian's folding fan... was split into two pieces!"

They were dumbfounded because all the traces were far away from the small building and were ten feet away recently.

Suddenly, a sharp-eyed person said:

"Then, isn't that the 'Star Sword' of the owner of Qian Pavilion? Why did it break in front of the building?"

What kind of person is Qian Qian from the Martial Arts Hall? He is united by nature at the age of forty!

He is actually three steps away from the small building

"For some reason, the owner of Qian has not been able to break through, but instead becomes a sensible person. It is obvious that his strength has declined..."

Some people are trying their best to find excuses.

But halfway through the conversation, he sighed:

"The mad sword Su Meng is well-known."

The people around me thought that last night, they only heard the sound of rain and self-reported names, and there was no sound of fighting, and they were all dull, and then sighed and echoed:

"The first in the human list is the first in the human list..."

Meng Qi was in a feeling of being harmonious with the world, breathing in the rising sun, swallowing and spitting out purple air, and not knowing when the rain stopped, as if she was sleeping peacefully.

At this time, the waiter of the small building came up and whispered:

"Su Young Master Su, the Su family of the God Capital sent someone to invite him."

Meng Qi slowly opened his eyes, his pupils as clear and deep as a flat lake.

What is coming is finally here.

"Why, I'm still a little confused!"

Shang Yi's figure appeared beside Meng Qi at some point, still looking like he was in harmony with the world. The waiter did not notice that there was one more person in front of him, and even spoke out to communicate with Meng Qi.

Meng Qi's expression moved slightly, and she smiled bitterly:

"I really don't know how to deal with it!"

Shang Yi naturally knew Meng Qi's thoughts. After all, Meng Qi was not Su Meng in this world, but his soul that was confined by the Demon Buddha with the Seal of Reincarnation. Naturally, he didn't know how to deal with Su Meng's identity and cause and effect.

But he still comforted:

"Please be at ease. With your growth rate, it will be the outdoor scene soon. Even if the Dharma body is expected in the future, why bother to indulge in this secular cause and effect? ​​Although the Su family of the Shendu is not bad, it is not a place for you to stay for a long time. It is better to escape from this cage and be free!"

Shang Yi did not point out the secret in Meng Qi's heart, but just used Meng Qi to comfort Su Meng.

Sure enough, Meng Qi's eyes became brighter and brighter. Since he had already inherited the cause and effect of this body, how could he have to worry? When he becomes a Dharma body in the future, everything he encountered in his previous life will be settled. His heaven and earth are not in this Su family, not in this god capital, but in the heavens and all realms!

"I'll give this to you. Although you want to escape from the cage, the uncle in your family who covets the position of marquis may not let you go. With this Dharma body token, it can also shock him!"

Seeing Meng Qi figured it out, Shang Yi handed Meng Qi a Dharma body token. Although the Dharma body tokens of every Dharma-body person are very rare, Shang Yi, who has already understood that I have the legendary characteristics of me, is not listed here, and he doesn't feel sorry for Meng Qi to give one.

"Thank you!"

Meng Qi's lips moved slightly, and his eyes showed gratitude. He solemnly took the Dharma body token and said:

"Thank you!"

Shang Yi smiled at the corner of his mouth, but in his eyes he saw Meng Qi's rising luck suddenly split into a ray of luck that merged into his own luck. A Dharma body token was exchanged for Meng Qi's lucky character, the protagonist of the One Lifetime Destiny, which is not a loss!

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! This is the special ability brought by Shang Yi after he attained the Dharma Body, or in other words, Shang Yi is now growing step by step, integrating the laws of the connotation of the money in the heavens with the great way into his own business path.

In the past, Shang Yi was able to show the magical aspects of the business way with the help of the money of the heavens. Now, after achieving the pure and free Dharma body, after the business way is achieved, even if he does not have the money of the heavens, he can still use the magical power of the business way.

This is the path that Shang Yi took. In the past, he relied on the money of the heavens. Now he is gradually mastering the laws of business in the money of the heavens and integrating them. In the future, after fully mastering the laws of business in the money of the heavens, he will innovate and grow together with the money of the heavens!

Shang Yi borrowed some of the legendary paths of cultivation that grew up with the accompanying spiritual treasures.

Before the preaching world of Hongjun Daozu preached, there was no systematic path of practice. The innate creatures also understood their own innate ways and the great laws contained in the accompanying treasures, and finally walked out of their own paths and transcended the heaven and earth.

Through a world like the One Life, which focuses on experiencing the Great Way and using the Great Way, Shang Yi gradually embarked on this path!

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On the ground floor of the small building, a middle-aged man with wide robe and big sleeves and a scarf was pacing back and forth slightly anxious and worried, looking up at the corner of the stairs from time to time.

He had an extremely eye-catching horse face, with long beard-like beards of Wuluo, full of energy and steady steps, but there was a little more cringe, and the aura of a master was rarely seen.

Suddenly, his face was filled with surprise and he quickly met: "Second Young Master..."

Halfway through his words, he was stunned, and his tone turned to sigh: "Second Master, you have really grown up..."

Meng Qi has a green robe and a long sword on his waist. He has a secret relationship with the heaven and earth while walking. He is elegant and leisurely, and his facial features have grown up. He is handsome and masculine. Only the original immature appearance can be vaguely seen.

The horse-faced man was the first person Meng Qi had ever seen during time travel. He was naturally impressed. He carried his hands on his back and walked slowly down, and said with a lukewarm smile: "Yes, he can travel around the world and arouse his grudges."

The man with horse face suddenly turned red. This was what he said when he comforted the "Second Young Master", but he turned out to be a reality!

"I, I..." He stammered his lips, not knowing how to answer.

Meng Qi did not slap him in the face to expose his scars, but simply used this to "prove" his identity so that the horse-faced man would not doubt himself, so he no longer mentioned it and kept a polite and polite smile: "I don't know who sent someone to invite someone?"

The horse-faced man calmed down and said respectfully: "When you go to the second young master, you are naturally the marquis, well, there is also the fifth master."

Master Su Wu is Su Yue, one of the eight great arresters, who is only one step away from the Grandmaster.

Meng Qi's heart was slightly moved. Perhaps his predecessor had to be sent to Shaolin in the early years, which should have a lot to do with this fifth uncle.

"Let's go." Meng Qi walked over him with his hands behind his back, his tone of a plain voice, as if he was just an invitation that was not worthy of attention.

The horse-faced man was both happy and surprised: "Second Young Master, have you agreed?"

He thought the second young master would be resentful and refused to return home. It would be proved by seeing that he was wandering around for the past few years, so he prepared many words to help him and move him with emotion. But he knew that the other party just asked casually and agreed!

This is simply incredible.

"I wonder if my mother's grave is covered with weeds..."

Meng Qi sighed, as if he answered the question that he was not right.

Because of his uncle and master, he was somewhat close to Tang, and his feelings were sincere, not fake.

Fortunately, Xuan Bei, the uncle and master, once said that Tang was dead and not someone maliciously took action, otherwise some people would die in the Shenwei Marquis’ Mansion today!

Meng Qi dares to kill even the prince’s disciples, who else dares not?

The horse-faced man said hurriedly:

"How could it be? Although Aunt Tang cannot enter the ancestral tomb, she is also the cemetery of our Marquis' Mansion, and her servants guard and clean it up."

He had found an explanation for the question just now. It turned out that the second young master did not completely eliminate his resentment, but to sweep the grave.

Looking at the figure of the blue shirt with a slightly fluttering collar in front of him, and looking at Meng Qi's calm and casual steps, feeling the naturalness of his every move, the horse-faced man couldn't help but sigh inwardly. In just a few years, the second young master has really become a real master, circulating in the world and being famous all over the world.

Even if he has not yet broken the boundaries between heaven and man and becomes a powerful person in the outdoor scene, he believes that he is not far from the perfect state of unity between heaven and man and man.

The horse-faced man is a good player who can open the nine orifices at the same time. He is also a common outdoor scene of the Su family. He can still make a brief judgment on Meng Qi's realm, but how could he see that Meng Qi was mysterious and deliberately concealed the fact that he had returned to nature.

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On the carriage, Meng Qi's eyes were half open and half closed, without saying a word, showing his master's style, which made the horse-faced man hold up all his words. He could only watch the carriage enter the inner city and stop outside the gate of the Shenwei Marquis Mansion of Taipingfang near the edge of the imperial city.

The Su family has accumulated over the Five Dynasties, and the mansions are vast and occupying almost half of Taipingfang. A black-bottomed plaque hung at the door, with the four words "Shenwei Hou Mansion" written by the emperor, which was written by the emperor.

Aristocratic families have rules, and they are not extremely noble people who do not open the middle door to greet them, but only open the small door to welcome Meng Qi.

The screen walls, patios, courtyards, and pavilions were presented one by one in Meng Qi's eyes, but to him, they were particularly strange and had no sense of familiarity. Therefore, they still maintained the posture of a master and followed the horse-faced man calmly.

"Second Young Master, the house has not been renovated. Except for the flowers and plants withering, the rest are exactly the same as when you left."

The horse-faced man tried to arouse the affection in Meng Qi's heart with familiar scenes.

Meng Qi said lightly:

"Are you going to remind someone not to forget to leave?"

The horse face suddenly became speechless and never dared to speak again, for fear of backfiring.

Meng Qi was not targeting him, but simply didn't know how to deal with him, so he simply blocked the other party so as not to reveal his strength.

The passing maids all looked at them curiously. Uncle Zhong was deeply trusted by the Marquis and rarely attracted guests personally. How could this young man make him so respectful?

"Hey, he looks a bit similar to the Marquis."

A little maid whispered.

"It's kind of, but it's more like, more like that woman..."

A servant seemed to remember something.

"Is it, is it?"

Everyone suddenly realized that the man is in Shendu now and is in the limelight!

The servant just now said with a calm face:

"No one is allowed to mention it again, be careful to make the wife angry."

Meng Qi listened to their words, listening quietly, analyzing the situation in the mansion.

After stepping out of a yard gate, two people appeared in front of them, one man and one woman. The man was tall, with outstanding facial features, sword-browed eyebrows and tiger-eyed eyes, and majestic. Judging from his age, he might be under twenty years old.

The woman has big eyes and a raised nose, thick eyelashes, delicate and tender facial features, as if she had not been long before. She was wearing a pink dress and hid behind the boy, and her eyes flashed and sneaked at Meng Qi, which was quite embarrassed.

The horse-faced man was afraid that Meng Qi would stay away from home for many years and could not recognize his brothers and sisters who had grown up with their appearance, so he quickly said:

"This is the fourth young master, the fifth master and the second son, and has been adopted by the wife. This is the sixth lady, your legitimate sister."

Adoption? Meng Qi was slightly stunned and then relieved. The only two sons of the Marquis of the Su family, one became a monk and the other was suffering from hidden illnesses. He was occasionally crazy and could not inherit the title. Adoption was a good move.

"But the second brother is in front of you? Su Ziyu." The young man with sword-browed eyebrows and tiger bowed his hand and did not give up any etiquette.

Meng Qi once read the information and knew that only the Marquis named the word "zi". The second son of Su Yue, the "Golden Eye Captain", was originally named Su Tingyu. It seems that he was changed after adoption.

And it should have been adopted for a while, otherwise I should have known it back then.

Su Liuniang also saluted in a good manner: "Little sister Su Ziyue, I have met my second brother."

Her cheeks were flushed, excited and shy. Before, the "Mad Knife" was famous all over the world, and it was well-known among the children of medieval families in Beijing. There were many admirers and yearns. Su Ziyue was one of them. When Meng Qi was ranked first in the list, it caused a sensation in the world. After his life experience and origin were gradually dug out, Su Ziyue was shocked and happy. It turned out that Mad Knife was his brother!

Meng Qi nodded gently and smiled at the two of them: "I almost don't recognize you."

Actually, I can't recognize it at all...

Seeing that Su Ziyu and Su Ziyue were both on the verge of talking, the horse-faced man immediately said, "The fourth young master, the sixth young master, the marquis is still waiting for the second young master, there are opportunities later."

After speaking, he led Meng Qi to move forward in a hurry.

Su Ziyu and Su Ziyue were stunned at first, and after a little discussion, they followed.

When he arrived at the main room, Meng Qi saw a man standing outside the door, with a heroic figure and a calm temperament, with two small beards, wearing dark golden head-catching clothes, with a restrained golden eyes and a simple and unpretentious long sword hanging around his waist.

"Golden Eyes Capture" Su Yue... Meng Qi's eyes narrowed slightly.

Su Yue's masculine nature is a bit similar to Meng Qi. It is impossible to tell from his appearance that he is over 50 years old. He greeted him with a smile:

"Our Su family's Qilin has finally returned."

Meng Qi nodded slightly, without a title, and made an alienated and isolated attitude.


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