Gu Meizhi

"...In troubled times and wars, people still live hard, a sword is all it takes."

Mei Qing gradually fell silent, he reached out his hand to signal, Ling Yu subconsciously stretched out his hand and handed Xi He over to him, leaving the hilt of the sword in his hand, even he was slightly taken aback.

Mei Qingjian's five fingers caressed the broken mark in the center of the Jin Kun Jin, and tapped her knuckles lightly.

"I can fix it."

"No need." Ling Yu's voice came out, and just now he felt that his tone was a little blunt, and hurriedly added, "Don't worry. This is the sword that my master repaired for me."

Although the Elder Tianshu is irritable and ignorant, he is his mentor in the end.

Mei Qingjian nodded slightly, stretched out her hand and returned the Xihe sword to Ling Yu, and fingered, a faint brilliance immediately appeared between her fingers, and when the light dissipated, there was an old silver-white blade in her palm. sword.

"In that case, I will give it to you as a gift. I will never use it again."

Blood was dazzled on the blade of the sword, and Ling Yu took it in a daze. Before he could react for a while, Mei Qingjian had already brushed past him, and stepped on the ruined walls of the Kunlun Mountains with the soles of his boots.

I also didn't see how he used the formula to control the sword, so he jumped up so lightly, his clothes fluttered, Mei Qing gradually stepped over the clouds, as if he had stepped down an invisible ladder, and stepped into the depths of the Great Desolation Abyss step by step .

The turbulent magma flowed over his plain white shoes, just like the ebb and flow of the sea, and it couldn't hurt him at all.Qiongqi raised his head slightly, finally suppressing all his smiles.

"Thank you." Standing in front of Qiongqi, staring at half of his ferocious face, Mei Qing gradually said softly, "That day my uncle's limbs were broken, he drenched in the Gui River, and passed out at the foot of Wuji Mountain. Take him back to the cave and use his demon power to help him heal his injuries.

"I thank you on behalf of my uncle."

"..." Qiongqi laughed in a hoarse voice, and said after a long while, "It's been ten thousand years, I didn't expect to hear a word of thanks from you, and there is no need to say anything else. If you want to kill me, just take it. Come to the truth."

Mei Qing gradually lowered her eyelashes and smiled slightly.

There was a moment of silence all around.The wildfires in the mountains that were originally raging had all been extinguished at some point. The sounds of cicadas in the wild, the howling of monsters one after another, and even the wind in the mountains were all quiet for a while.

Taotie trembled and lowered its back, the nature of monsters followed the animal instinct, even if they had never seen Mei Qingjian's actions, the invisible coercion enough to bend their spines would make them powerless to resist.

There were quite a few Kunlun disciples stationed inside and outside, but they could barely hear the breathing of their companions.

In this extreme silence, Mei Qing gradually looked at Qiongqi for a moment, then suddenly shook her head lightly: "That's a lie to you."

Qiongqi was slightly taken aback: "What did you say?"

Mei Qing gradually looked away, looking into the depths of the Great Desolation Abyss, her eyes were far away, and her voice sighed.

"When the **** rescued Di Jiang from the foot of Wuji Mountain, he once mentioned to you inadvertently that the two emperors conspired to destroy his cultivation base with a lock god. There is no other moment in the limelight. That is lying to you.

"—Emperor Shu was indeed famous in the Three Realms, but it was not because of drinking the blood of the gods, but because Emperor Hong's intention was to support him behind the scenes, in order to win Guyu.

"Among the disasters back then, only Emperor Hu had ever eaten his flesh and blood, and Emperor Hu died long ago.

"Di Jiang used to be a person with no plans, but he had experienced all kinds of ups and downs, and when he died, his life's planning for the city had already taken care of him step by step.

"You devoured his inner alchemy, and naturally your skill has greatly improved. Didn't you notice that the qi flow in your body is getting worse, and you need to pour in your demon power repeatedly to suppress it?"

The world was so quiet that a needle could be heard, only Mei Qing's gradually calm and indifferent voice remained in Qiongqi's ears, telling the facts that made him tremble all over.

A blurry black shadow appeared in front of his eyes, he was like a fish thrown on dry shore, vainly spitting out demon power time and time again, but the inner alchemy entrenched in his belly was like a bottomless abyss , Gather all the endless monster power in the sea of ​​​​qi in the dantian, and then disappear into the invisible.

"..."

When devouring the chaotic inner alchemy, Qiongqi was not unaware of the strangeness, but digesting the divine power is by no means an easy task, and it is even more normal to stimulate one's own demonic power to fuse the Qi veins.It was for this reason that he devoted himself to seclusion for many days and did not hesitate to let the scum in Kunlun Mountain steal the vein stone.

It's a pity that the skill has not been fully accomplished so far. It turns out that it turned out to be because of...!

No, no, this is self-disruption, you must not trust the yellow-mouthed child in front of you!How old is he, what can he know!

Qiongqi gritted his teeth, and said with force: "—Impossible! Even if you become a god, it is impossible to know the past and the future.

"Back then, there were only me and Di Jiang in the Wuji Cave, not even half a live fly. What are you, are you..."

"What if you know the past and the future? Above the Protoss, there is still a vast way of heaven."

Mei Qing gradually closed his eyes slightly, and just as his eyelids were slightly closed, it was too late to speak, but suddenly he heard the sound of breaking wind, and in a blink of an eye, the scorching fire rushed to his face, and Ling Ling sounded from afar. Yu exclaimed, pay attention to the voice.

Needless to say, it was naturally Qiongqi's secret deliberation, he made a sudden move when he saw the right moment, and pushed away the wildfire in the Great Desolation Abyss with a cloud of monster mist.

The two of them are so close that there is absolutely no reason for them to miss, but Mei Qingjian behaved calmly and did not see him raise his hand in any way. The sound was like shattering gold and jade, dispelling several blazing pillars of fire into nothing.

A beam of monster mist surged back, and Qiongqi spit out a mouthful of blood in the Great Desolation Abyss: "This is——!"

"This is the Guishui in the Kingdom of Zhongrong." The water curtain fell, gradually washing away the dust on Mei Qing's fingertips. He still did not open his eyes, and his voice sounded more like a sigh, "I am. I know you are not reconciled, but there is really no need to waste your efforts."

……

On that day, he bowed nine times and made twelve knocks in front of the emperor's monument in the Kingdom of Baimin, seeking solutions to the current difficulties. A thought came from a wisp of soul, and Mei Qing gradually understood Feng Zhong's words.

When the Bai Republic was destroyed in the past, it was Yingji who knelt in front of the monument with her young son in her arms and pleaded, hoping that the ancestors would let the innocent young son live, but Chaos rushed to kill her in front of the monument.

When she was about to die, Mrs. Yingji tried her best to completely seal her young son's natural divine aura, hoping that he could find a place in the world and escape the catastrophe of the destruction of the country and the family.

Although Yingji was a loving mother, she failed to fulfill her wish. Mei Qingjian couldn't help but smile wryly every time she thought about it.He was born into the world with the fate of Ziweixing Izumo, and he is the last descendant of the gods in the three realms of the gods. How can he end this life in mediocrity?

Faced with the past events presented in the monument of the emperor, Mei Qing gradually begged the emperor to inherit the remnant soul attached to the monument by himself, so as to solve the catastrophe between heaven and earth.

He sacrificed his body for the gods, split the soul of the original body, and made all the remnants of the emperor's soul blend into it.Once he wakes up from the dream, he has great supernatural powers that ordinary people can't dream of, and he is also a lonely wandering soul in the vast world.

Mei Qing gradually didn't know how long she had slept in the misty dream. Pangu created the world, Nuwa molded people, and the floods in the ancient prehistoric times, all of which came to mind as yellowed memories.

He was the first to carry the banner and lead the people of the world to resist the disasters from ancient times to the present. As time goes by, what is more is the endless battles between the tribes of the Protoss.

Waking up from a big dream, the sea has changed.

Now, Emperor Kuang's memories are his memories, so what's so difficult about knowing the past and the future?

As long as he is willing, the seven emperor's monuments on the land of Shenzhou are his heart and ears, and can hear the sound of gray butterflies falling on grass leaves thousands of miles away for him.Even if the Guishui from the Kingdom of God in Zhongrong was summoned to the Kunlun Mountains, it was only a matter of twisting his knuckles.

Looking back on the road ahead, Mei Qingjian really felt a sigh.

Once upon a time, he stood in the snow with an old sword in his arms until dawn, just to ask for some more sword skills?

Once upon a time, he was plotted by Qiongqi every step of the way, surrounded by all the disciples of Kunlun and fought with each other?

Lifting his eyelids slightly, Mei Qing gradually glanced over Qiongqi who was curled up and panting violently, and he heard himself sigh softly.

"You have to remember that it was my uncle who defeated you, not me."

He brushed past Qiongqi, stepped on the steep rocks in the Qisha Cliff with plain white boots, and the surging magma sea in the Great Desolation Abyss slowly receded into the depths of the huge cracks across the ground like a tide.

There was a trace of coolness falling on Mei Qingjian's side cheeks, he looked up into the air with some surprise, at some time, the sky turned to thick clouds and dark, with rustling snowflakes about to fall.

That's right, there has always been snow on the Seven Killing Cliffs. When he first met Bo Jiu, met Ling Yu again, and spent many days with Chaos, the Seven Killing Cliffs were always covered with such heavy snow.

Mei Qingjian reached out to catch a snowflake, and heard Qiongqi's voice intermittently behind her.Before dusk falls, the heavy snow can bury the corpses of the three monsters.

"Being a king... defeating a bandit, everything in the world is like this! I have lived my life in style, and even your uncle might envy me a little bit, let alone you. ——Young Master Mei, pitiful, pitiful!"

……

It's a pity that the tree in front of him is a dead tree. Mei Qingjian thought regretfully that this year's plum blossoms will not bloom until later.