I have a role in the heavens

The Qi was running at high speed, the muscles were bulging, and the clothes were stretched. Meng Qi gritted his teeth, with a ferocious face, and took another step. Creaking, creaking, he seemed to hear the sound of his bones and muscles, as if there were heavy mountains pressing down from all directions, and he could not even sweat.

Meng Qi tried his best and moved half a step with difficulty. His knees could no longer bear it and his legs slowly bent.

"Not bad. You can walk three and a half steps without opening the entrance."

Gao Lan's slightly surprised voice sounded in Meng Qi's ears, and the heavy pressure disappeared. Meng Qi's whole body was sweating like water. Looking sideways, he saw Gao Lan holding the True Emperor's Seal, seemingly effortlessly.

"If you are not practicing humane skills, or if you possess similar tyrannical treasures, you can only walk on this ancient path of human emperors with strength. Unless the demon Buddha comes to the world, the human emperor is resurrected, the emperor of heaven appears again, and the holy Buddha returns, otherwise no one can Make your way to the end of the ancient road.”

Gaolan became dark and deep, full of the smell of nothingness, just like the beginning of the universe, when the sky and the earth had just opened, the sun, moon and stars were there, but there was no life and death everywhere. Then, vitality suddenly emerged, wisdom was born, and a little bit of human fire lit up in different stars and different worlds, connecting together to illuminate the dark universe and compete with the silence of death.

A single spark can start a prairie fire!

The power of humanity can defeat heaven!

Gao Lan held the seal in his palm and walked leisurely, with Meng Qi following closely beside him. As expected, there was no pressure anymore. After walking for a while, I saw the remnants of the Qi of green wood and the meaning of the sun on the left side of the ancient road. They are connected as one and inseparable.

"This corridor is very special. It can preserve the last breath for millions of years."

"Dongyang Shenjun, he can only go so far."

Gao Lan stopped and introduced to Meng Qi that Meng Qi had also explored the other palace of Dongyang Shenjun and got a volume of "Donghua Qingshu" and a mustard seed ring. This Shenjun was also a man of great height. It's just that his strength is not outstanding among Dharmakaya.

"The fifth-generation Xuannv, the beloved of the Overlord, brought the Overlord's sword back to the plain female path, and then she destroyed her soul and died."

"I didn't expect that her strength is extraordinary, and she could reach this far."

Gao Lan's tone was full of sighs, as if he once had such a confidante, and there was a lot of aura left along the way. Gao Lan casually introduced to Meng Qi the parts he could identify, all of which were famous figures in medieval times. Nowadays it is also commonly seen in records in classics.

Destroy your soul and die?

Meng Qi felt the aura of elegance and elegance that was not like that of a mortal, and was quite shocked. When he heard Gu Xiaosang talk about the Overlord before, he thought that the Xuannv of the Five Dynasties was actually with the aristocratic sect, so that he could harm the Overlord. , who would have thought that she would destroy herself and die in love in the end?

Gao Lan's expression became a little lonely, and he moved forward in silence. After a few breaths, he recovered. He smiled and pointed at the two breaths on the left and right, and introduced again.

"These are two of the saints from the Middle Ages."

Not far ahead is the stone gate at the end. Anyone who can reach this point has great supernatural powers and is difficult to guess. These two breaths, one is the most powerful, rigid and righteous, filling the space between heaven and earth, the aura of awe-inspiring. The other, if you don't look at it, you will feel nothing. If you pay attention to it, it will bloom slowly, like a flower in your heart.

"This must be the benevolent sage, the benevolent sage who left behind the awe-inspiring spirit and the inheritance of the Nine Swords of the Saint. Hehe, the Wang family of Zhoujun has acquired his orthodoxy."

"This is the Saint of Heart, who has nothing outside his heart and unites knowledge and action. Changle Academy is where his orthodoxy lies."

Standing in Longtai, stepping on the ancient road, Gao Lan took two steps, and suddenly let out a light sigh, as if he encountered something that surprised him, which made Meng Qi nervous for a while. People are coming.

"What are you afraid of? If I can't deal with it, even if you have ten lives, it won't be enough for you to die."

"I'm just surprised that the old ghost from the Wang family has also been here!"

The old ghost of the Wang family in Gao Lan's mouth is Wang Siyuan's ancestor, the first head of the Wang family, who was called Shusheng in medieval times.

Two steps in front of Rensheng, a breath lay across the void, escaping beyond the heaven and earth. It could not be grasped or touched. It was extremely mysterious and mysterious.

"It actually went further than Ren Sheng and Xin Sheng!"

Meng Qi sighed in surprise. He didn't expect that the ancestors of the Wang family were so powerful and could go further than the Confucian saints.

"It's just relying on magic to deceive the secrets of heaven and cheating to get two more steps forward. The real state should be similar."

Gao Lan spat hard, with a look of disgust on his face. It seemed that he hated the magic stick very much, which made Meng Qi feel like a confidant. He was very unhappy with Wang Siyuan, who had everything under control. The way he looks, he talks a lot, it makes people guess, it's so annoying.

Gao Lan and the other two took a few steps, and the thick stone door was already in front of them. There were crackling purple thunders beside the door, and a strong, strong, and intense feeling hit their faces.

"Is this the breath of the Overlord?"

Meng Qi has obtained a part of the Thunder God's inheritance. There are only a handful of people who have practiced Thunder Kung Fu to this level. Only the Overlord can reach this level. As for the Thunder God himself, he has already fallen before the Human Emperor, and there is no way he can stay here. Take a breath.

"Yes, I just regret that time has separated us and we were unable to meet Overlord's Six Cuts and Shenxiao's Nine Destructions."

Gao Lan stared closely at the purple thunder, his eyes full of fighting spirit, like an angry lion, full of danger, allowing Meng Qi to glimpse the tip of the iceberg of this mysterious master, who was extremely terrifying and majestic.

As the two of them approached, the crackling sound of purple thunder became louder, and they bared their teeth and claws, seeming to repel anyone from approaching, showing their arrogance and domineering intentions. But after all, it was just a trace left by the ancient path of the Human Emperor, without any power. Gao Lan and Meng Qi jumped over it one after another.

Suddenly, the two of them stopped at the same time, because there was a monk sitting cross-legged next to Zidian! He was wearing a dusty monk's robe, and his face could not be seen clearly. His body was thin, glowing with glazed luster, appearing dark gold, and exuding a feeling of purity, solemnity, freedom, and liberation.

Gao Lan blew a breath, and the golden body swayed. It was an illusion and had no true meaning. There was a solemn look on his face and he said in a deep voice.

"It's just a breath!"

"Who is this monk? He is actually comparable to the Overlord. Not many people in the Middle Ages achieved the Buddhahood. Could it be the Medicine King Buddha? It doesn't look like it. It doesn't feel like it."

Gao Lan seemed to be stumped, his brows furrowed, and he was thinking hard about the origin and identity of this monk. After thinking about it for a while, none of them matched him, which was really distressing!

Meng Qi was also thinking hard, sensing this energy, and suddenly a long and distant sigh came to his ears.

"I see!"

Meng Qi's pupils tightened, he was extremely shocked, and he blurted out a shout.

"Ananda!"

"Ananda? The great Arhat can barely do it!"

Gao Lan frowned, looked down upon Ananda, and continued.

"But as the Demon Saint was enthroned and the demon clan retreated into the Tianhaiyuan and other places, there was no trace of Ananda. I didn't expect that after the Human Emperor, he would still be alive!"

Gao Lan was not interested in Ananda, but Meng Qi wanted to conduct further investigation to find clues and get rid of Ananda's entanglement. It's a pity that this place is just a breath of Ananda, without any gain.

Gao Lan stretched out his left hand behind his back, pressed it on the ancient stone door in front of him, and pushed hard. The heavy stone door opened backwards silently, and a sea of ​​golden fire jumped out of Meng Qi's eyes.

The flames rose, turning into long snakes and phoenix birds from time to time. The outside was golden, and the closer it went inside, the closer it became to blue and white. Meng Qi couldn't see the deeper parts because his sight had been burned and kept burning. . On the periphery of the sea of ​​​​fire are strange dark gray stones, paved with an arc-shaped platform, and jade-colored steps cross the sky, deep into the sea of ​​​​fire, and are nowhere to be found.

Dang, dang, dang, the distant sound of gold and iron clashing echoed around. In addition, there were shouts one after another, shouts of unwillingness, shouts of unwillingness to give in, and shouts of vowing to fight for a way out.

Meng Qi suddenly felt his blood boiling, as if he had returned to the last days of ancient times, forging long swords, sharpening swords, cutting through thorns, and slaying demons. In the human race's journey of survival, every inch of the road was filled with blood!

"The Human Emperor Sword was not considered a peerless weapon at first, but as our race and other oppressed creatures' belief in immortality was polished from generation to generation, as demon kings, demon gods, and evil saints were beheaded under the sword, the sword became stained red with blood. body, it slowly improved, and finally reached the top with the Human Emperor. At the end of the steps is the place where the Human Emperor forged swords!"

While showing off his knowledge, Gao Lan led Meng Qi towards the jade-colored steps. As he got closer, his expression became serious, and he turned to Meng Qi and warned him.

"It is rumored that there are true fire dragons and ancient golden crows deep in the sea of ​​fire. They are extremely dangerous. Just wait here while I go deeper."

Having said that, Gao Lan stepped onto the steps without waiting for Meng Qi's answer, and walked forward slowly. As he walked, Meng Qi noticed that his figure began to sway illusively, which seemed to be caused by the high temperature.

About half way through Gao Lan's journey, he was surrounded by white air, and thousands of lights were lit up. He had to stop, and then sat cross-legged, holding the true imperial seal in his hand, closing his eyes and meditating, urging the treasure to be contained in this seal. He used his aura and his own humane skills as bait to search for the Human Emperor Sword.

After an unknown amount of time, Gao Lan tried his best and found that the entire sea of ​​​​fire was no different from before. His frustrated voice came out from the sea of ​​​​fire.

"Am I not the destined master of the Human Emperor Sword?"

Meng Qi wiped away the cold sweat that didn't exist. Gao Lan's temperament was exposed, he looked like a child or a madman, and he didn't have any superior demeanor.

"He doesn't really think that he is a real emperor, and he is here to find the Human Emperor Sword, and he can capture it, right?!"

"Well, maybe I'm not in good condition today. I'll try again tomorrow."

Before Meng Qi could comfort Gao Lan and express his regrets, Gao Lan found a reason, convinced himself, got up and walked out on the jade steps.

When he was about to finish walking up the steps, Gao Lan suddenly squatted down, stretched out his hand to grab into the sea of ​​fire, and grabbed two things. One was a long and thin strip, and the other was full of lumps, both of which were glowing with iron. Black, like something that has been refined to waste.

"Fuck! You surprised me in vain, I thought I was coming to throw the Human Emperor Sword!"

Gao Lan's disappointment was palpable. Meng Qi didn't expect an unexpected gain and quickly comforted him.

"Brother Gao, look at them, they can't melt in the sea of ​​fire, how can they be ordinary?"

Lan threw the lumpy iron block to Meng Qi, holding the iron bar in his arms, nodded and agreed.

"It makes sense. Since I discovered it by chance, it is also a cause and effect. It may contain clues to the Human Emperor Sword."

"This should be the leftover materials for refining the Human Emperor Sword, and it can be regarded as a reward for my little brother."

Meng Qi took the black lump and his hands sank. He felt extremely heavy and dense, twice as heavy as the Baobingtianzhi wound on his waist.

Gao Lan walked out holding the iron bar. Seeing this, Meng Qi quickly followed and asked.

"Brother Gao, will you come again tomorrow?"

Gao Lan nodded solemnly, obviously not giving up on the Human Emperor Sword, thinking that he was a born emperor and could be recognized as the master of the Human Emperor Sword.

The two walked out of the secret realm, and Gao Lan spoke to Meng Qi.

"Let's go drink!"

Before he finished speaking, Meng Qi felt dizzy around him, and the scenery was distorted. He seemed to be in another space, the world was spinning, and he couldn't distinguish anything.

In an abandoned yard, the house was in disrepair, and the beams and eaves were covered with spider webs. Due to the winter, there were no weeds to be seen. Since time was spent in Longtai, it was already dusk.

Gao Lan grabbed a few pieces of spider web at random, walked up the steps, crossed his legs and leaned against the pillar next to him, and magically took out several jars of wine, beef and other items. He casually opened the mud seal and smelled a strong aroma of wine.

"This wine is the drunken immortal. There are not many wines in the world that can make me drunk!"

Gao Lan looked like a lonely master. In fact, as a martial artist has practiced to the level of outdoor scenes, it is difficult to get drunk even if he doesn't use Zhenqi to relieve his hangover.

"Everyone gets drunk without being drunk!"

"That's right. If you're not drunk, everyone will get drunk! Go ahead!"

Gao Lan lifted the wine jar in front of him and took a long gulp.

Meng Qi followed suit, and saw that the wine was golden, like amber. Before he could even take it into his mouth, he felt drunkenness coming over him. A line of clear and sweet taste slid down his throat and fell into his stomach. Then, as if a volcano erupted, Meng Qi's body was burned with burning heat. Everywhere, bruises, bruises, etc. are burned away, making people feel both intense and refreshing. Meng Qi's face turned red quickly as he was drunk, and he was already a little tipsy.

“Good wine!”

The two of them drank heavily for a while, feeling drunk. Their faces were red, their ears were red, and their eyes were hazy. Gao Lan looked at Meng Qi and asked gossiping.

"Little brother, is the Luo Jiao woman your little wife?"

"The Luo Jiao enchantress's mind is unpredictable, eccentric and changeable. She can seduce people, but if you marry her, you may not be able to subjugate her. Isn't that right? Is there any other confidante?"

Meng Qi's face turned red and he quickly waved his hands to deny it.

"No no!"

Gao Lanhu's eyes widened angrily, he didn't quite believe Meng Qi's words, and asked loudly.

"Your strength is also at the top of the list of famous people. How can you not have a few confidants?"

Gao Lan had been detained for many years and had only recently escaped secretly. He had no idea about the current list of people. However, how cultivated he was, and just by taking a look at Meng Qi, you could roughly understand his strength and know that he would definitely be ranked at the top of the list.

"It's true, my little brother is extremely upright, chivalrous and courageous, and has a warm heart based on the ancient ways!"

Even though Meng Qi drank too much, he still did not forget to maintain his image. This has been engraved in his bones. However, the drunken immortal wine still affected Meng Qi's rationality and clarity, making him a little more presumptuous and talking about normal things. The words I dare not speak out.

"It's just that two of the life-and-death acquaintances happened to be women."

Gao Lan's eyes lit up, and his bearded face came right in front of Meng Qi's eyes. Sure enough, even a master couldn't go against human nature and like to listen to these gossips.

"That's okay, come and tell me, I'll give you some advice!"

Meng Qi raised his head and took another sip of wine. His eyes were bright and moist. It was obvious that he was drunk, and he said in a daze.

"One is the direct daughter of the Ruan family of Langya. She is both talented and beautiful. She looks cold but is actually naughty, has a sinister tongue and likes to expose her shortcomings and ridicule her!"

Meng Qi held the wine jar and said that when he talked about Ruan Yushu, there was no relationship between man and woman, but more of a confidant and friend, and even a feeling that he regarded Ruan Yushu as a sister.

"Top aristocratic families have the most rules, and I know them much better than you. If you marry her, hey, you will suffer. If it's not right, is there another one?"

Gao Lanba smacked his lips, as if he were from ancient times, and persuaded with great experience.

Meng Qi nodded without any change in his expression. Not only did he listen to Gao Lan's opinion, he reached out and grabbed a piece of dried beef jerky and took a big bite. It was fragrant and chewy, and there was a slight smile on his face. Showing a bit of shyness, he continued.

"There is another one who is a direct descendant of Xijian Pavilion, a great master of martial arts. He is extremely talented, radiant, and has the will of the sword. He is straightforward, cheerful, charming, and free and easy. I am ashamed of myself!"

Gao Lan narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze was sharp, as if he could see into Meng Qi's heart and see his thoughts clearly, and he said hesitantly.

"It sounds like this person is obsessed with martial arts. He is a Taoist friend rather than a lover. This is inappropriate."

When Meng Qi heard what Gao Lan said, his face showed a bit of embarrassment, as if he didn't agree with Gao Lan's words, and he opened his mouth to retort.

"Is she who you say she is? Brother Gao is inevitably too arbitrary!"

When Gao Lan heard this, a smile appeared on his face, as if he understood what this little brother was thinking, he chuckled.

"Since you are not convinced, we can give it a try!!"

When Meng Qi heard this, perhaps because he was drunk and emboldened, his energy and blood surged up, so he stood up suddenly and said.

"How to try?"

Gao Lan inserted the iron bar casually on his belt, paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, and kept looking at Meng Qi. Meng Qi felt uneasy and didn't know what he meant.

"Then talk to her in person and see if she can accept your affection!"

In Meng Qi's mind, the drunkenness dissipated a lot and he became more sober. He shook his head to object.

Gao Lan, nicknamed the Mad King, acted crazy and gave Meng Qi no chance to object. He grabbed Meng Qi's collar. Suddenly there was silence all around, and everything in front of him was darkness. When he came to his senses, in front of him was a tower as straight as a sword. of mountain peaks.

"Brother Gao, where is this?"

Meng Qi felt a little uneasy, looking at Gao Lan with a bit of panic, still holding on to the last trace of luck in his heart.

Gao Lan looked at Meng Qi with a smile, ruthlessly broke Meng Qi's hope, and said straightforwardly.

"Of course it's where the mountain gate of Xijian Pavilion is!"

Meng Qi suddenly became frightened, his eyes were a little dazed, and he stared blankly at the mountain in front of him that looked like a divine sword, at a loss.

"As a man, there are some things that you always have to face. If you don't do it today, you will definitely regret it in the future!"

At this time, Gao Lan seemed to be a different person, no longer as vulgar and reckless as before, but with vicissitudes of time and wisdom, and his eyes were sparkling, which shocked Meng Qi's heart, and his face became more determined and courageous.

Jiang Zhiwei, a bright girl with dark eyebrows and big eyes, black hair simply pulled up and draped softly, dressed in goose yellow clothes. Meng Qi's mind kept replaying every detail between the two of them over the years, and he nodded heavily and took steps.

At the gate of Xijiang Pavilion, a disciple looked at Meng Qi and asked in a deep voice.

"This friend, why did you come to my sword-washing pavilion?"

"Su Meng, please see Senior Sister Jiang Zhiwei."

Meng Qi held up his hand with a firm expression, and there was a bit of courage and drunkenness in his eyes that he didn't usually have. He knew that if he didn't take advantage of this opportunity, he might not have the courage to express the emotion in his heart.