I have a role in the heavens

All that was left was Meng Qi, who was dripping with cold sweat. His eyes were about to pop out, his mouth was wide open, and his back molars were exposed. His body was shivering, his clothes were soaked with sweat, and he said tremblingly.

"Senior Lu, if I say that I'm not familiar with the person just now, would you believe it?"

Lu Chunyang looked at Meng Qi with a playful look, half-smiling but not smiling. He tipped the mahogany sword in his hand, full of threats. He did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically.

"Do you think I believe it or not?"

Meng Qi was extremely nervous, and a shadow of death hung over his heart. He swallowed hard, showed a flattering smile, and said bitterly with his body bent like a prawn.

"I guess senior will believe it!"

The peach wood sword in Lu Chunyang's hand was hung on his waist again, which made Meng Qi secretly breathe a sigh of relief, with a look of relief on his face.

Suddenly, Lu Chunyang's face turned cold and extremely stern, and he waved his right hand at Meng Qi. A strong wind suddenly rose, and Meng Qi turned into a meteor and flew into the distance, chasing Gao Lan.

At this moment, a cold word reached Meng Qi, who was dizzy and nauseated.

"Unfortunately, you guessed wrong!"

Meng Qi complained in his heart. He guessed wrong. Why did you put away the peach wood sword and play tricks on me? This is too bullying. Is it necessary for a person with a high level of Dharma to compete with me for a short period of enlightenment?

"boom!"

"boom!"

Gao Lan and Meng Qi hit the ground hard, dust flew up, their faces turned pale, and they showed bitter smiles. Gao Lan's character changed again, he got up carelessly, patted the dust on his body, his hair was changing. The hair was messy and full of beard, which was very magical. Meng Qi was fascinated by the sight. If he had known how to do this in the first place, it would have taken him more than two years to successfully grow his hair.

"His grandma's, I can't beat him!"

Gao Lan was holding the Human Emperor Sword that had turned black again in his hand, with a look of dissatisfaction and unwillingness on his face. Before Meng Qi could even say a few words of comfort, Gao Lan became cheerful again.

"Let me just say, I am the real emperor, and I have indeed obtained the Human Emperor Sword!"

Only then did Meng Qi react. He looked at the Human Emperor Sword in Gao Lan's arms with burning eyes. This was a peerless magic weapon, one of the top ten magic weapons. This was the first time he had seen such a valuable treasure.

Gao Lan held the Human Emperor Sword tightly, stared at Meng Qi with unkind eyes, and said very stingily.

"What are you looking at? This is mine!"

Meng Qi gave a wry smile and slowly got up. His whole body seemed to be falling apart. His bones ached slightly, but his organs were not hurt. It seemed that Lu Chunyang had spared his efforts and only made him suffer a little.

On the contrary, it was Gao Lan who seemed to be alive and well, but in fact he was seriously injured. There was an extremely pure sword energy swirling in his body, like a gangrene attached to his bones. It took Gao Lan some time to eliminate, and now he only had 70% of his combat strength at most.

"Senior Lu's strength is really terrifying. Brother Gao, you are holding the Human Emperor Sword, but you are not even a match for him with one move!"

Lu Chunyang's Yun Danfengqing still appeared in Meng Qi's mind. He picked it up at his fingertips and defeated Gao Lan, a master of magic who was holding a peerless magic weapon, with just one sword strike.

"That's because I was careless, it doesn't count!"

Gao Lan was very unconvinced and argued that he thought that there were few people in the world who could compete with him, but today he was defeated by Lu Chunyang with a sword. It was such a slap in the face that he couldn't admit it no matter what.

"Furthermore, the Human Emperor Sword has just been awakened, and its power is only comparable to that of a treasure weapon. I still need to cultivate communication to awaken the power of the divine weapon. When the time comes, Lu Chunyang will definitely not be my opponent!"

Although Gao Lan refused to admit defeat, he knew in his heart that Lu Chunyang was more powerful than him. Without the help of peerless magic weapons, he would definitely not be his opponent.

It suddenly dawned on Meng Qi. No wonder Gao Lan, who was holding a peerless magic weapon, was knocked away by Lu Chunyang's sword without any chance of fighting back. It turned out that the magic weapon also needed to awaken and cultivate, otherwise it would be difficult to regain its former power.

Even so, Gao Lan was still a little depressed in his heart. He had recently attained enlightenment and successfully escaped from trouble. He thought he could dominate the world and do whatever he wanted. Unexpectedly, he met Lu Chunyang, and before he left the army, he encountered the most aggrieved experience in his life. The failure of the Mad King, who had been far stronger than his peers since he was a child, was deeply shocked.

"Let's go, have a drink, and forget your worries once you're drunk!"

Gao Lan suffered the biggest failure in his life, and Meng Qi was also heartbroken. Both of them were in a low mood, and what they needed most was a big drink.

A small town market spontaneously formed at the foot of the Xijiang Pavilion. Gao Lan and Meng Qi did not go to the restaurant, but each brought a jar of "Drunken Immortal" and sat on the ground under the half-person-high wall at the end of the town, with their backs on their backs. Leaning against the remaining wall, looking at the wild grass and the blue sky, I ate the pig's trotters, beef and other things I had just bought, and drank in silence.

The two of them drank wine, and their mood became more and more uncomfortable. They sang songs to each other while drinking, and complained to each other about their sorrows. Their eyes were red and they were very sad.

"I have long been dissatisfied with those guys. They appear to be members of a wealthy family and are vassals of the royal family, but in fact they are secretly liaison with the sect. They are just like dogs and cats. They were killed so well and everything was clean!"

"Now that I have taken that step, I will seek justice sooner or later and turn them upside down!"

Gao Lan stood up with the wine jar, thinking of his sadness, looking crazy and furious, pointing at the rising moon, and shouted sternly.

"Brother Gao, God is going to entrust this person with a great responsibility. He must first work hard on his mind and body. You will be considered a blessing in disguise."

Meng Qi also drank a lot of Zuixian at this time, and his head was dizzy, but he still did not forget to comfort Gao Lan with a few words, which showed Xiao Meng's warm-heartedness.

"She is beautiful, noble but not arrogant. She treats everyone equally regardless of whether she is rich or poor. She has a compassionate and compassionate heart. Although she also has a petty temper and occasionally gets angry, she often does things that make people laugh or laugh. She seems to be a woman who cannot bear hardships. But through all the ups and downs and hardships, she has never complained!"

"It was me who harmed her! It was me who harmed her!"

As he spoke, Gao Lan's facial muscles twisted and his eyes turned red, as if he was about to cry.

Gao Lan took a sip of wine, the wine spilled and soaked his chest, and said loudly.

"A man is a man who bleeds without shedding tears!"

Gao Lan put down the wine jar and took a breath, his eyes filled with tears. After all, he couldn't take it back and changed his words.

"However, I can sing like crazy and cry!"

After Gao Lan finished speaking, he patted the ground next to him with both hands. The clearly visible palm prints were frightening, and he howled in a rough voice.

"When I was a hundred years old, I dreamed of a butterfly. It's sad to look back at the past."

"Spring has come today, and tomorrow the flowers will fade, and all night lights will be extinguished."

…

"If you think life is limited, how many Double Ninth Festivals can you spend?"

What Gao Lan sang was "Autumn Thoughts", which belonged to the Yuan Dynasty. This was Meng Qi's first time listening to it. Although Gao Lan's singing was mediocre, it was more sincere and sentimental, and his rough voice made the autumn wind even more intense. The mood of autumn is desolate, and the listeners can't help but drink the beats and sing with sorrow in their hearts, thinking about their hometown or old friends.

Meng Qi was already feeling uncomfortable, but he was infected by the idea of ​​crying while singing wildly. Coupled with the drunkenness, he also beat time, held up the wine jar, and drank together.

Gao Lan slowly stood up, carrying the wine jar, and staggered out, pouring wine while pointing at the crescent moon and singing loudly.

"Afraid of dusk turning dusk again, how can one be in ecstasy again if one is not in ecstasy? The marks of new cries will press against the marks of old cries, and a heartbroken person will remember a heartbroken person!"

The originally heart-wrenching song was sung by Gao Lan into a howl of ghosts and wolves, but it also had a desolation that was not present in the original song.

Meng Qi was so drunk that he picked up the wine jar and started to sing loudly along with Gao Lan, his voice hoarse and even more desolate.

The two of them drank and sang, sang and drank, and fell to the ground. The wine flowed out from the altar and soaked the soil. The two of them were covered in mud and extremely embarrassed, and they still did not stop.

Meng Qi struggled to support his body, lifted the wine jar and took another sip, saying angrily.

"Change the song, change the song, old, what's the point of always being sad? Jiang, people in the rivers and lakes have their own pride!"

After saying that, he slapped the wine jar with his palms and started to sing. The singing sound was so heroic that it spread to the empty distance.

"The sea laughs, and the tide surges on both sides of the bank. The waves wash away all the beauties in the world of mortals!"

"Everyone laughs..."

Meng Qi and Gao Lan finished singing in unison, feeling relaxed and looking at each other with a smile. Gao Lan patted his thigh and said on a whim.

"Little brother, I, I haven't met such a compatible friend for a long time. Let's sworn sworn friends! Come, let's sworn sworn friends!"

"Okay, okay."

Meng Qi struggled to open his eyes, no longer knowing what he was doing.

At noon the next day, the warm sunshine fell on Meng Qi, and the cool breeze in the morning showed off the severe cold in winter. Meng Qi woke up in a daze, and then jumped up with a wit.

The rivers and lakes are dangerous, and even if you are drunk, you have to stay sober. But yesterday, Meng Qi was too indulgent and drank to pieces. Fortunately, there was a Gao Lan who was in the Dharmakaya realm beside him, so there was no danger.

Meng Qi turned around and saw Gao Lan, half sitting and half leaning against the wall, fast asleep, holding the tattered "iron bar" and an empty wine jar tightly in his arms.

"Brother Gao, Brother Gao!"

Meng Qi shouted softly, but did not dare to reach out and push the tall man. Who knows if the other person may have Cao Mengde's problem. He likes to kill people in his dreams, so it is better to be more cautious.

Gao Lan shook his head, opened his sleepy eyes, and said with a bit of confusion.

"What do you call me, Brother Gao? They are all my brothers. Just call me brother!"

"My brother?"

Meng Qi felt baffled and looked at Gao Lan in confusion, wondering why he said this.

Gao Lan chuckled, and slapped Meng Qi's shoulder hard with his broad palm, which made Meng Qi, who was physically strong, unable to bear it. He bared his teeth and said,

"Third brother, you are so drunk that you actually forgot that we chopped off chicken heads, burned yellow paper, and married Jin Lan last night!"

"ah……"

Meng Qi was stunned and looked around. In the corner, he saw yellow paper ashes and a rooster with its head and body separated. How did they come out?

"You bought this by knocking on several doors and braving abuse!"

Gao Lan laughed loudly and pointed at the yellow paper ashes and the rooster on the ground, finding Meng Qi's expression very interesting.

"I'll go, I don't remember it at all!"

Meng Qi was at a loss, and once again strengthened his belief that he should not get drunk in the future. He waved his hand, thought for a moment, and asked a little strangely.

"Wait a minute, brother, why am I the third brother?"

"Who else? Who else are we sworn sworn friends to?"

"I don't know either. You have to say that the second brother is not nice and you want to be the third child. Anyway, I don't stick to trivial matters. It doesn't matter."

Gao Lan waved his hand and said indifferently.

"It seems that even if we are drunk to this extent, we can still "seek advantages and avoid disadvantages"!"

Meng Qi nodded lightly and praised himself secretly. Then he started to mutter in his heart. He and Gao Lan were sworn sworn brothers. How do they calculate their seniority?

The indifferent voice of the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation sounded, vast and far-reaching, shocking to the heart.

"Times have changed, the sea has changed, the great power of ancient times has not been revealed, and the martial arts has withered."

"Nowadays, there are surging undercurrents and storms brewing in the Southern Jin Dynasty."

"Main mission one: rush to the capital of God within two months and meet up with Zhao Heng and others. If successful, main mission two will be started. If failed, obliterated."

July is in full swing, the autumn breeze is coming, the heat is still lingering during the day, and the nights are much cooler.

As the capital of the Jin Dynasty and the most famous city in the world, the city of God is divided into five layers, inside and outside. The core is the palace city, followed by the imperial city, and then there are the inner city, the outer city, and the buildings built outside the city along both sides of the canal. If you look down on the houses from a high place, you will see that they are lined up in rows, and the streets and cities are intertwined according to some indescribable rules, circle after circle, and finally converge in the imperial city.

Such a splendid and magnificent city naturally has a large flow of people to match. Even if it is not a market day, the streets are still crowded with people, and there are always people taking a rest under the trees on the street to escape the summer heat. Compared with other cities in Jiangdong, although the clothes of the people in Shendu are not obviously better than those in Jiangdong, and there are still some people who are in rags, their energy and spirit are better than those in Jiangdong. They lack a bit of elegance, but have more pride in being the best place under the emperor's feet.

The Prince of Wei's Mansion is located in Duozi Alley, close to the Imperial City. There are only a few cars and horses coming and going, and it is not as lively as the other prince's quarters. There are many sycamores planted in the alley, and the trees cover the road, making it quite quiet.

"Your Majesty, where are we going?"

Hu Dou, the eunuch with very light eyebrows, lowered his high-pitched voice and asked the master in front of him who had changed into ordinary people's clothes, Wei Wang Zhao Heng. After receiving a strange note in the afternoon, his master seemed uneasy. Then he avoided everyone and sneaked out of the house with himself.

Although Zhao Heng was wearing a green robe and a cap, he was still as high-spirited as ever. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked directly at the bright sunshine, and said softly.

"You'll find out later."

The King of Wei's tone was calm and majestic. Hu Dou immediately fell silent and shouldn't ask any more questions. The eunuch knew very well that although his prince was approachable and uninhibited in his daily life, when he really turned down his face, he could still let people know what it means to be a dragon son and a phoenix grandson, what it means to be majestic and natural, and what it means to be an emperor's palace!

The two of them left Duozi Alley and walked forward in silence until they arrived at the edge of the inner city, where dragons and snakes were mixed together. Hu Dou lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes. He was no longer as high-profile as usual. He ordered the waiter to clear a wine table and wait for the prince to sit down.

"Your Majesty, are we waiting here?"

Eunuch Hu Dou asked for a clean towel and wiped the table by himself, looking disgusted with the greasy look before. Zhao Heng said nothing. He looked around and saw people of all kinds and chaos everywhere.

"The latest list of people is here!"

Suddenly there was a noise outside. A scholar, like a star holding the moon, walked to the corner of the stairs on the second floor under the gaze of everyone, and then opened the white paper in his hand and prepared to post it on the wall.

Number one on the list: Su Meng. He went north alone and killed the wolf king in Bayan on the grassland.

Ever since He Jiu, Jiang Zhiwei and others were promoted to location, the Wolf King has become the number one person on the list, and has begun to challenge wildly to kill half-step location masters. He is so powerful that he is only one step away from being promoted to the realm of location. He is unparalleled. , but was actually killed by Meng Qi, completely beyond everyone's expectations.

There were gasps of cold air everywhere in the restaurant, and the silence became more and more solid.

"This, this is impossible, right?"

"The arrogant Wolf King was killed alive?"

"Is the Crazy Sword so powerful?"

At this moment, there is no need for extra achievements to explain how powerful the Crazy Sword is. This alone can make the world look at him! After a while, the restaurant was like a volcano erupting, and it was boiling. Discussions and exclamations abounded.

"Who would have thought that the Crazy Sword could be so powerful? It is no less powerful than the original Heavenly Sword!"

"Now Fan Changmiao must be so depressed that she can't sleep, haha."

"Why is Fan Changmiao depressed?"

Some people wondered what the relationship was between the two. They looked at the scholar who was speaking curiously and asked quickly.

"Haha, you don't know something. Fan Changmiao is a very deep man. He has been hiding for many years, and then suddenly broke out. Last year, he became the number one scholar in martial arts. He became the only young master who got the title of number one scholar before he was even listed on the list. Now he is in full swing. I want to be in the top ten.”

"Originally, it was something to be proud of and show off. Even if some people question that the level of the martial arts examination was too low and that Fan Changmiao was not worthy of his reputation, Fan Changmiao does not need to take it to heart because of his current ranking on the list."

"But Kuang Dao is also a martial arts student in that department. In the end, he looked down upon the title of number one scholar and never came. Everyone knows that it was all because of his withdrawal that Fan Changmiao won the final victory. Otherwise, he would have been unbearable. one strike!"

"So the more glorious Crazy Sword is, the more uncomfortable and depressed Fan Changmiao becomes. Who can bear the title of being the number one scholar who was picked up cheaply?"

Hu Dou listened with great interest. This was the first time he knew about this grudge. At this moment, a boy came in and handed Zhao Heng a note.

Zhao Heng glanced at it, shook his hand, and the note turned into ashes. Then he stood up and walked towards the store door. Zhao Heng took a few steps, and Hu Dou came to his senses and followed hurriedly.

"Hey, Wang, wait a minute."

When he arrived outside the store, Zhao Heng turned around and rounded to a secluded alley. Zhao Heng stopped, looked at Hu Dou behind him, and said in a deep voice.

"You wait here."

"Your Majesty, the son of a rich man cannot sit down in court!"

Hu Dou was in a hurry and reminded him quickly, with a worried look on his face.

"You know my strength, there is no need to worry!"

Zhao Heng is powerful and has been secretly promoted to the half-step field level. His strength is no less than that of Meng Qi, who is ranked first on the list, and his words are full of confidence.

Hu Dou thought for a moment, took a deep breath, and did not dare to stop him, so he could only speak respectfully.

"My lord, be careful!"

At the end of the alley, there is an abandoned house. A man in a green shirt holds a piece of grass in his mouth and leans lazily against the broken wall. The yard is overgrown with weeds, and the sun shines through the trees, casting golden spots.

"All the major forces in the world are shocked by your killing of the Wolf King. Countless people are talking about you, praising you, and targeting you. And there are countless forces including the Six Sects that are looking for you. It would be better for you. Let’s laze around in the sun here.”

Zhao Heng had a look of envy on his face and greeted Meng Qi very familiarly.

"They haven't come yet?"

After more than half a year of training, Meng Qi was able to face Jiang Zhiwei calmly and asked with an indifferent expression.

"I guess it will take some time. After all, this mission is in our world. Others need a reasonable excuse before they can come to the God City to gather!"

In the past half year, Meng Qi and others have gone through several missions. Zhao Heng is a new teammate, filling Luo Shengyi's vacancy.