A ray of morning light breaks through the night, dyes the ten thousand miles of stratus clouds red, shines into the meditation room, and shines brightly all over the place.
Sensing the rising sun and the alternation of day and night, Meng Qi, who was in meditation, slowly opened his eyes, resembling golden awns and dignified, seeing colorful lights, seeing purple air rising into the sky, and the sounds of insects, crawling, wind, and whispers , Clearly transmitted to the ears, taking away the tranquility of the night, glowing with the pulse of life.
After a few days of painstaking practice, not only did his ear apertures become stable, but with the help of this self-opening, he made up for the hidden danger of relying on medicine to forcibly open the eye apertures and did not have time to stabilize them, and reached a new level.
Just like this, it is worthwhile to use the reincarnation talisman to practice penance this time!
Meng Qi subconsciously twirled the rosary in his left hand. Except for the slow progress of the golden bell jar and illusion Dafa, which was as expected, all other aspects had initially achieved his goal. , and failed to find other traces left by Master Yuanmeng, nor did he find any valuable information. The only clue he had was still the letter "Where to find Lingshan".
Tuk tuk, someone knocked lightly on the door.
"Che benefactor, to the benefactor, just push the door." Meng Qi could already hear whose footsteps after opening his ears.
With a creak, Che Wanxiu and her husband, Mr. Xiang, walked in with respect.
"Master, listen to Mr. Xianyin, you will leave in the future?" Che Wanxiu asked softly.
Meng Qi pinched the rosary, and automatically and consciously transformed into the "high monk status": "Amitabha, the karma of the world is over, and he has rescued those who are destined, and there is no memory in the world of mortals."
Che Wanxiu said regretfully: "Master swordsmanship is superb. It is a rare opportunity to ask you for advice. Unfortunately, I only have the fate of waiting for more than forty days."
She paused and said: "I see that Mr. Xianyin is helping the mage to collect common cheat books, mainly about acupoint acupuncture, and thinking that he has a copy of "Melting Snow Acupoint Acupuncture Hand" at home, so he brought it for the mage to taste."
Having received the "Grace of Reinvention", she always thought about how to repay Master Zhending, so she went to Duan Xiangfei to sidestep, to see what Master's wish was, and Duan Xiangfei was such a crafty and cunning person, she knew her right away when she opened her mouth. Therefore, he deliberately mentioned the acupuncture secrets - Che's "Melting Snow Acupressure Hand" is as famous as "Luoxue Knife Technique".
"The poor monk is very grateful for the kindness of the benefactor Che." Meng Qi knew what she meant and didn't reveal it. He just needed a pretty good acupuncture technique.
Che Wanxiu breathed out quietly, she was very afraid that the mage would refuse, if she didn't do something about such a great favor, she would be tossing and turning, which would definitely affect her future martial arts training.
After receiving the secret book with a dark blue cover, Meng Qi flipped through it casually, and skimmed through it. Although this "melting snow acupuncture point hand" is not a very good point acupuncture skill, it is still at the level of enlightenment. It is better than the one that comes with the golden bell cover. Acupuncture and punching methods are still applicable in the short term.
"Master, this is a manuscript, you can appreciate it slowly." Che Wanxiu and Mr. Xiang were afraid of disturbing Master Zhending's cultivation, so they left the secret book and left.
Acupuncture method is the way to apply it. Meng Qi's internal strength is fairly deep, and he has common sense and martial arts foundation in this area. It is not difficult to learn it. He was studying it carefully and relishing it when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
"Benefactor Luo, please come in." Meng Qi smiled and shook his head.
Luo Qing was still dressed in white, with an expressionless face and an abnormal coldness: "Master, this is my swordsmanship and secret experience, which can be used as a stone from another mountain when you practice swordsmanship."
How many white robes are there to replace What came to Meng Qi's mind was an inexplicable idea, and he didn't refuse, accepting it calmly, otherwise it would be easy for Luo Qing and the others to feel burdened and difficult to consummate.
Luo Qing has never been a talkative person, so he turned around and left immediately after sending out his sword skills experience. Before Meng Qi could lower his head and continue studying "Melting Snow Acupuncture Pointer", he heard a crisp knock on the door.
"Old Duan, come in, why don't you come together?" Meng Qi said helplessly.
Duan Xiangfei held a long sword wrapped in a pale gold scabbard in his left hand, and stepped into the meditation room with a smile: "It's better to avoid other people when it comes to giving gifts. If you are with them, the gift is good, and it's not good no."
The gift of gratitude is also a gift. If the gift is not as precious as others, you will be ashamed. If the gift is better than others, it will embarrass others and offend others for no reason. Therefore, it is better to separate it.
"Whatever you say makes sense." Meng Qi shook his head with a smile. The old fox was as good as he was in the world. "So, this long sword is your gift to the poor monk?"
Duan Xiangfei said with a smile: "Yes, Master Lao Shiguan has a good sword but not a good sword, so he volunteered and sent this sword."
&nbYou must lose, why bother to challenge? He should have a little bit of a chance of winning. ¡¯ the other retorted.
"Master Zhending defeated Mrs. Che of the 'Luoxue Knife' without moving his body or feet, and the strength of the master is clear at a glance." Hero Nie said without any scruples.
"That's right, I guess Gai Yuan just wants to challenge Master Zhending, sharpen himself, and open the boundary between man and god, hehe, why don't you guess how many times he will lose?"
"Why don't you have to take ten knives?"
"If it's that magical sword technique, ten swords are enough."
"That's right, facing that kind of saber technique, even if Gai Yuan's three secret treasures are opened at the same time, he can block three sabers at most."
"There must be five knives, right?"
"If you don't believe me, let's take a gamble?"
Soon, one by one gambling games appeared among the heroes watching the battle, which is often the case in similar situations.
Suddenly, someone shouted in a low voice: "The reincarnated demon is here."
I saw a man in black clothes and black shoes walking slowly on the steps to the square. He was about forty years old, with a beardless face, and looked ordinary, but everyone knew that he was a cruel and merciless person. The youngest son of a righteous hero who refused to submit to him fell to death, and this was just a trivial sum in the name of his demon.
Gai Yuan boarded the square and stood aside, waiting quietly, the sky was getting darker and darker as the clouds were overcast.
"Master Zhending has come out!" Surprised cheers followed one after another.
I saw a young monk wearing a white monk's robe slowly walking out of the Daxiong Palace. The long sword in the sheath is indifferent.
"It's really a good demeanor!" I don't know how many people secretly admired it. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com