Aggrieved Fish Sprite

There is a folk saying that the left eye jumps for money and the right eye jumps for disaster, but Mo Li never believes it.

Eyelid twitching is caused by overwork, upset and insomnia, and it is related to the heart and spleen from the pulse condition.

What is good and bad, how can a doctor believe it?

Now Mo Li's eyelids twitched a few times inexplicably. Although his reason told him that this should be because he was upset about the treasure in Emperor Li's Mausoleum, he couldn't help but think of this folk proverb.

Why is it not the left eye jumping, but the right eye?

The ink carp stroked the soft sword with some anxiety.

Speaking of which, Meng Qi's martial arts skills are extremely high, even if he doesn't have a weapon in hand, ordinary people can't do anything to him.

What's more, this is Shangyun Mountain, the territory of Taijing Dragon Vessel. It is impossible for Meng Qi to have an accident. Mo Li has never been worried before, but now he suddenly feels a little uneasy...

——Do you want to find Meng Qi?

Mo Li took a look at Liuhe Temple, Jinyiwei was coming and going in and out of the main hall in the front yard, and the monks were also gathered here, no matter who was informing Qingwu Patriarch, they would be stared at by others now, thinking It's hard to go it alone.

Mo Li's heart moved, and he called a Jin Yiwei who was passing by.

"What are your orders, sir?"

Jin Yiwei received Gong Jun's order, and treated the ink carp politely. Maybe they didn't think so, but seeing that this was a doctor who treated their colleague's wounds, and the deputy commander of the palace had an explicit order, they still followed suit. Superficial.

"I went to check the situation near the pagoda in the backyard. If you ask me about it, tell me I'll be right back."

Jin Yiwei agreed, and Mo Li immediately performed his lightness kung fu and ran towards the pagoda.

The location there is relatively high, if Meng Qi and Patriarch Qingwu fight, the noise and momentum will definitely not be small, and the general position may be seen from the stupa.

The area of ​​Longclaw Peak is not small, and it is covered by dense forests. If you look for it blindly, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Even if ordinary people stand on the pagoda, it is difficult to really find Meng Qi, but Mo Li is different, he still has some sense of spiritual energy.He believes that the movement and momentum are mainly in the aspect of aura, unlike other Jianghu people, they have to see flying sand and rocks, and hear the loud noise to know something is wrong.

What if it's thirty or fifty miles away?

As soon as Mo Li climbed onto the pagoda, before he could stand still, he saw a large flock of birds coming from the east, as if he was frightened.

——Really met!

Mo Li's heart trembled, and he immediately turned to the easternmost side of the pagoda and looked up.

Liuhe Temple is in front of a valley, not in a valley, so the terrain is fairly high.

People on the tower can vaguely see a nearby valley, but the trees are dense, and there is basically nothing to see.Mo Li quickly thought of the origin of Liuhe Temple and the past when Emperor Chen Li moved to this temple, and then guessed that the Crescent Moon Temple was in that direction.

The tyrannical internal forces collided, destroying the house like a rotten house, and the broken tiles and beams flew high.

so close?

Mo Li was a little taken aback, he wasn't surprised that Qingwu Patriarch brought people to hide in Xianyue Temple, but Meng Qi had been away for so long, shouldn't he have followed the pigeon to find the land long ago?

Could it be that the Qingwu Patriarch's people also played a cunning rabbit and three caves. In order to prevent being followed, the pigeon's foothold was actually on another mountain, and they took the news from the pigeon and then made their way back to Longzhao Peak?

Sounds a bit redundant.

It doesn't look like Qingwu patriarch, after all he dared to kill Jin Yiwei.

Thinking of Gong Jun and others being ambushed, Mo Li felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, he just felt that according to common sense, Patriarch Qingwu shouldn't do this, it was too unscrupulous.

Mo Li is "young" after all, and he doesn't know strategy, and if no one mentions it, he can't think of it.

"...the aura is really abnormal." Mo Li stared in that direction and muttered to himself.

The clouds and mists of Dragon's Claw Peak seem to be converging towards that valley.

Mo Li turned over and jumped over the railing, with his arms slightly open, he fell down quickly, seeing the Jin Yiwei under the pagoda screaming loudly, and was about to rush to save people, but he ran under the pagoda but did not wait for the falling figure.

Looking up again, the doctor was already on the treetop outside the temple.

"...is this a person, or a bird?"

Jin Yiwei was dumbfounded, apparently he had never seen such light work, their deputy commanders had always been hiding their clumsiness, and their subordinates didn't even know how much skill they had.

"No wonder the Tongzhi asked us to be more polite to this doctor." Jin Yiwei was speechless, and then couldn't help wondering what Mo Li saw on the pagoda.

While sending people to report to Gong Jun, they also went up the tower.

At this time, outside the Xianyue Temple, Meng Qi had already fought more than 100 moves with Qing Wu Patriarch.

Except for the first palm, which is a non-dodging and non-evasive mutual fighting of internal forces, the other moves are all ready to go. Often the moves are changed halfway before they are used. It is because the opponent has already noticed the scope of his attack and waited there beforehand. up.

The so-called flaws can change in an instant.

What is false is real, and what is real is false.

If you are a little careless, you will make a mistake in judgment, and if you make a wrong step, you will make a wrong step, and you will lose the upper hand between the moves.

However, the current situation is indeed evenly matched. Apart from destroying half of the Crescent Moon Temple and a dozen trees, there is nothing to gain.

Not only Meng Qi frowned, but Patriarch Qingwu also lost his composure.

Patriarch Qingwu also practiced Broken Bowel Fist, and also learned two or three brilliant palm and heel fingering techniques, but in the end, none of these were effective in front of Meng Qi, and he couldn't even see the martial arts used by Meng Qi.

The former national teacher seems to have abandoned complicated and varied tactics, and reached the state of winning without tricks.

Suddenly drifting, suddenly stagnant, there is no trace to be found.

Sometimes the way to defuse the offensive is more like the way used by the bottom of the rivers and lakes.What kind of tricks are black tigers digging out their hearts, splitting Huashan with force, and sweeping away thousands of troops... Not to mention people in the martial arts world, even people who sell Dali pills in the rivers and lakes can do both.

However, in the hands of Meng Qi, it can turn decay into magic.

Now it is just a little bit more, using the so-called "immortal guide" to break the No. 12 style of "Qing Ming Cuo Bone Hand", the secret of martial arts.

The clothes are fluttering, and the fingers are slender. Not only does it look relaxed and freehand, but it actually shows what it means to be an "immortal" guiding the way.There is a world of difference between the tricks used by the bottom of the rivers and lakes.

The four changes of "Qing Ming Cuo Bone Hand" No. 12, and the sixteen later moves are all blocked by the momentum of this finger.

Even though he was angry, Patriarch Qingwu felt horrified.

It's as if this person...is not from this world.

He seemed to be competing with the masters in the heyday of martial arts hundreds of years ago. At that time, the masters pursued the highest realm of martial arts, and there was such a mysterious and incomprehensible meaning in every gesture.

At that time, the righteous faction and the evil faction fought vigorously, until the martial arts of both sides were lost, and then caught up with the court's injustice, and the world was in chaos.It is extremely difficult for all sects and sects to find a talented disciple, and the entire martial arts world has declined along with it.

Patriarch Qingwu was very interested in the martial arts at that time, and read a lot of ancient books. Now Yuezhan feels that such a person should have the same ambition as him.

"Will the national teacher continue to fight?" Zhao Zangfeng, the patriarch of Qingwu, said in a deep voice, "Qi destroyed Chu, and the achievements of the Chu Dynasty also had a part in Meng Guoshi, but now he wants to stand on the side of the traitor Lu Zhang. , keep the dragon position for him?"

Meng Qi sneered and ignored him.

He discovered that the internal energy of Patriarch Qingwu was strange, although it was thick, it was still a little impure.

If it is the internal force cultivated by oneself, this will only happen when the cultivation level is very low, and the masters have such characteristics, without exception, they all use heretical methods.

——Either absorbed other people's internal energy, or took the elixir of heaven and earth treasures.

Seeing that Meng Qi refused to speak, and kept pressing him step by step, Patriarch Qingwu had no choice but to use the weapon he was famous for.

That whisk!

The whisk is made of silk from the sky, and the handle is made of black iron.

The iron whisk is a relatively vicious side weapon in the Jianghu. The whisk is dazzling when swung, and the hidden iron handle hits the opponent with the opportunity. After the internal force is infused, it is especially powerful.

The severe ones will have broken tendons and bones, and the light ones will be beaten for a long time without breathing.

The celestial silk on the Qingwu Patriarch's fly whisk can not only disturb people's eyes and ears, but also has strong internal force. With a flick, it can cut off trees as thick as the mouth of the bowl, and even the surface of mountains and rocks can be drawn out in neat lines.

Meng Qi couldn't help avoiding it, he stretched out his hand to touch it, and then realized that the sword was not with him.

The sword has been given away as a token of love!

Failed.

Meng Qi thought to himself, if he knew this guy was so difficult to deal with, he should have brought the doctor along with him.

Meng Qi didn't care if he would be beaten by a group if he came alone.

Because group fights are impossible, unless Qing Wu Patriarch's subordinates or disciples have such a state of martial arts, otherwise they will not be able to get close to the battle circle even if they die in a hurry.

Top experts like him and the doctor are not Chinese cabbage, so you can meet two or three at random.

Besides, even if there is a person whose martial arts are comparable to Qingwu Patriarch, he probably would not be Zhao Zangfeng's subordinate, willing to obey his orders, Qingwu Patriarch would also not feel at ease ordering such a disciple or subordinate.

There are only a few people like him and the doctor who have high martial arts skills, get along well, and trust each other!

Meng Qi thought confidently.

"Why don't the national teacher stop and listen to the old way's explanation?"

"Not interested in."

"It's about the revival of the world's martial arts. Isn't the national teacher interested?"

"No."

Meng Qi replied without hesitation, he is not from the Jianghu!No, he is not even a human being!

Patriarch Qingwu frowned, and asked: "Could it be that the national teacher also believes in the idea of ​​using martial arts to violate the law, and believes that the imperial court must eradicate all Jianghu sects in the world in order to achieve long-term peace and stability?"

"People in the rivers and lakes are like weeds. The wild fire is endless, and the spring breeze is born again. It is actually not difficult to deter people in the martial arts. Except for those green forest heroes who 'collect protection fees', all sects and sects have land shops. Whoever has nothing to do should directly Clear the rivers and lakes, Lu Zhang?"

Meng Qi didn't believe that Lu Zhang was not so stupid.

"Master Meng's appearance remains the same. Didn't he acquire the lost martial arts classics? An ancient chivalrous man can use his sword to injure people, fly his sword to take the head of a person thousands of miles away, and live a thousand years. Even if he dies, he can still Bing Jie reincarnated." Qing Wu Patriarch's eyes lit up, showing unusual fanaticism.

Meng Qi thought he was joking at first, but later found out that the man was serious.

"If you take the story seriously, aren't you crazy?"

"The national teacher is pretending to be deaf and dumb, pretending not to know." Qingwu Patriarch snorted coldly, "With the appearance of the national teacher, dare to say that he has no adventures? Dare to say that he is not different? I have benefited a lot from thaumaturgy in this world, otherwise how would I get this skill?"

Meng Qi sneered subconsciously: "What skill? Did it harm others, or did it take the elixir?"

At this moment, he suddenly felt a familiar aura, and then he made a feint and leaped to the left.

Patriarch Qingwu thought that Meng Qi was going to escape, so he chased after him without thinking.

A ray of light flashed across the sky, and a dark purple sword appeared in Meng Qi's hand.

The author has something to say:

Spoof theater:

Ancestor Qingwu who was holding the Xianxia novel looked excited.

Meng Qi: ...

I want to say that the script is about martial arts, but Meng Qi, who is not a martial artist in his own existence, hesitates to speak

PS: The ancient martial arts novels in our country are the fairy tales of Shushan Swordsman. No matter how early the legends of the Tang Dynasty are, there are all kinds of aliens. What can be turned into a person the size of an inch, can be turned into a bug, can fly a sword...