The Supreme Being

It is winter, and we are located in the north. The outside of the ruined temple is covered with a thick layer of white snow, which makes a crunching sound when pedestrians step on it.

A group of heroes, including men and women, old and young, strong and weak, walked outside the dilapidated temple through the snow with their luggage on their backs. The leader shouted: "It's difficult to travel on a snowy night. Let's rest for now." , Let’s leave at dawn.”

A puff of white breath came out of his mouth, showing the coldness.

"Okay, I'm no longer as old as I was in my prime. My limbs are a bit stiff from the cold." A bald old man responded with a smile.

With him taking the lead, many people agreed, so they divided into several groups, arrived at the entrance of the ruined temple, and climbed the steps.

"Stop." The leader is a middle-aged man, wearing a furry cloak and carrying a sword at his waist. "There is fire inside. I will go inside to explore first."

The rest of the people immediately looked into the temple with caution, and saw warm orange light coming from the gaps between the closed doors and windows.

The middle-aged man pulled out his long sword with one hand and pushed open the temple door with the other. He concentrated his eyes and looked in. He let out a light sigh: "Why is there no one there?"

He didn't dare to be careless and looked at the door from a distance. After a while, he saw Meng Qi lying curled up between the fire and the incense table.

Her hair was tied into a bun, and she was wearing hydrated clothes. There were knives and swords beside her. Although she didn't hear the sound of breathing, she could feel the obvious breath of life.

"It's a little Taoist priest who is sleeping soundly." The middle-aged man breathed out. As long as he is not an enemy, a master of the underworld, or a disciple of the Moon Village, "I'll keep your voice down, don't disturb others, and build a fire outside." ”

Everyone filed in, closed the temple door to block the cold wind, and set up a large fire in the center. They sat around in distinct groups. At first glance, they looked like a makeshift team.

They were all silent, as if they were thinking, they just melted the snow, took out the dry food, and ate it while roasting.

Meng Qi was too lazy to pay attention to them and continued to practice the thirteen postures in the first volume of the "Yi Jin Jing", with a cup of tea for each posture.

"Daddy, daddy, look, the little Taoist priest's sleeping posture is so strange." A teenage girl with braided hair poked her father's arm curiously and excitedly, drawing everyone's attention to Meng Qi.

Her father was the leader. After taking a look, he coughed and said, "Don't watch others practice, or you may become enemies."

"Practice? Daddy, is this practice?" The little girl was very lively and curious.

The leader looked around and said with a solemn expression: "I heard that the authentic Xuanmen sect has the art of guiding and breathing in and out. The postures are different from ordinary people."

"It's not like I've never seen an authentic disciple of Xuanmen such as Daodeguan. How could he be so weird..." The young man with acne on his face muttered.

The cold wind was strong, making the windows and doors rattle, covering up his words.

The bald old man coughed: "Mr. Wen's words make sense. We meet each other by chance, so we should not talk about the little Taoist priest. We are running around in the snowy night, and taking care of ourselves is the most important thing."

Hearing the word "run", the slightly lively atmosphere suddenly became solid again.

At this moment, someone knocked on the temple door.

Dong dong dong, dong dong dong, the sound spread far in the snowy and cold night.

"Who?" Mr. Wen clenched his sword and asked loudly. He didn't notice anyone approaching at all just now. He was able to cover up the movement of people walking on the snow. This light skill is no small feat!

Female, in her twenties, wearing a plain white cotton-padded jacket and a large cloak, walked out of the mountain forest while you were discussing my posture. The sound of stepping on the snow was very faint, leaving only shallow footprints, which were soon covered and eliminated by snowflakes, and beside her There was also a tall old man, covered by a green robe, with a hunched back and body-protecting aura... Meng Qi had just finished one round of practice and was "answering" their questions in his mind.

In the state of "Yi Jin Jing", I seem to have a feeling of the unity of heaven and man, returning to the womb. With this, my perception of the surrounding things is better than usual, and the distance of twenty or thirty feet is like seeing it with my own eyes. , heard with my own ears.

"A lost person on a snowy night." A female voice sounded outside the door, with a soft accent and a southern flavor.

Mr. Wen smiled warily and said: "No owner's land, please excuse me."

He could still tell the difference even from outside the door.

The temple door opened again, and two people came in. They were exactly the same as Meng Qi's "description". The woman had an oval face and willow eyebrows, which showed a bit of sharpness. She shook the snowflakes on her cloak and held a long sword tied with a red rope. Walk to the side with the old man.

Seeing the two of them, Mr. Wen and the bald old man's expressions changed, whether it was fear or embarrassment.

The red-stringed woman and the hunchbacked old man did not get angry, but sat directly on the ground. They looked at Mr. Wen and the bald old man with eyes that were confused at first, then suddenly enlightened, and then revealed a bit of disdain, as if they had known each other in the past.

But none of them spoke, and there was an unspeakable silence in the temple.

Another group of people came, hiding their presence and sneaking around... Meng Qi changed his posture.

In this state, he had a subtle visual difference in the internal skills, knife skills and swordsmanship he had learned, and looked at them from another angle, a condescending angle.

The true energy flowed and changed subconsciously, and the meridians changed slightly unconsciously. Meng Qi made slight adjustments based on this vague feeling, but he could not summarize them. It was so mysterious that it was difficult to describe.

"The Holy Camel Beyond the Great Wall, Madam Red Line, I wonder where you want to go?" Suddenly, an insidious voice sounded, which seemed far and near, left and right, leaving Mr. Wen and others unable to distinguish his specific location.

The little girl with braids was so frightened that she almost cried. Could it be an evil spirit?

Mrs. Hongxian snorted coldly: "You are pretending to be a ghost, do you dare to come out and see me? I will go to Jushen Manor!"

"The old hunchback is also going to Jushen Manor." The hunchback outside the Great Wall said solemnly.

Hearing the words "Jushen Village", Mr. Wen, the bald old man and others turned pale, shocked and frightened. Meng Qi stopped practicing the "Yi Jin Jing". Is this matter related to "Jushen Village"? Could it be that the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation deliberately chose the location where I teleported?

The insidious voice came up again: "Sure enough, I guessed the same, what are you doing at Jushen Manor?"

"Of course it is to prevent Miss Huangfu Fei from marrying your 'Moon Township'!" Although Mrs. Hongxian is a woman, her words are direct and straightforward, with an underlying anger.

"Marriage is a beautiful thing, why should we stop it?" Yin Chace's voice pretended to be surprised, erratic, and made people feel numb.

Madam Hongxian stood up and pressed her hand on the hilt of the sword: "Senior Huangfu broke through the shackles of his predecessors and became the strongest in history. He went crazy and went to the mountains before he reached his twilight years. My disciples and daughters are not yet mature. You, the 'Moon Country', bully orphans and widows." Mother, forcibly entering into a marriage in order to seize the inheritance of Jushen Village, what good can be said?"

Compared with Jiuxiang, which has been passed down for many generations, the Jushen Village created by Huangfu Tao has no masters of his generation, and the strongest among his disciples is only Jiu Qiao. If he had gone mad twenty years later, Jushen Village would have The foundation is completely solid. After all, for a strong man in the field, being around sixty is considered to be in the prime of life. Huangfu Tao himself thinks so, so he didn't marry and have children until he was forty.

"The owner of Huangfu Village passed away young. We, the Moon Country, want to help Miss Huangfu stabilize the foundation of Jushen Village. Are we bullying orphans and widows?" Yin's voice answered without any surprise.

"Hmph, Miss Huangfu had someone she loved and refused many times. It is known to the whole world. Mrs. Huangfu cried and worshiped the tomb before reluctantly agreeing. Why? The third disciple of Huangfu Manor, Xue Shaoxia, was running around to contact him about this matter. Who was he attacked and killed? ?" Mrs. Hongxian was furious and spoke sharply, "'Mr. Xiyue' wants to compete for the position of Tianyuan Emperor. I'm afraid he lacks some virtue!"

"Mr. Xiyue" heard about the ancient times, the contemporary owner of "Moon Township", and he was promoted to location a few years ago - this world has the inheritance of Zhenwu Xinzhong, and the division of martial arts is consistent with the main world.

Yin CeCei's voice fell silent for a moment before saying: "I am trying to persuade you with my kind words, but you are just kicking your nose and face. Aren't you afraid of death?"

Mrs. Hongxian pulled out her long sword with a clang, pointed at the roof, and said sternly: "You are taking advantage of the fire to rob, is it possible that Jushen Village has no helpers? Senior Huangfu has been a chivalrous man for many years, and he is generous with his advice to the younger ones. He has old friends all over the world, how can it be you?" Can you bully me?”

"Haha." Yin's voice laughed, "It's a pity that his old friend doesn't have anyone strong in the field, so in the three months since the engagement was announced, not more than ten people, including the two of you, have gone to Jushen Manor to help. After being persuaded by me, most of them retreated, while a small number went to see Huangfu Tao."

"Everything in the world is ultimately judged by strength. You know, the vast majority of people are wolf-hearted people. What effect can they do by doing chivalry and giving favors? Of course, there are a handful of people like you, no. He has a bad heart and a bad mind, but there is something wrong with his brain.”

Mrs. Hongxian laughed angrily and pointed her sword at Mr. Wen and the bald old man: "Yes, I know that most people are really ungrateful and ungrateful, you! Wen Qichang was chased by the Six Weishui Ghosts for thousands of miles and almost died. Fortunately, Senior Huangfu He passed by and drew his sword to help, so he survived. Later, when he saw that you were seriously injured and could not recover, he left you in Jushen Manor to be a butler, act as a matchmaker for you, and let you get a wife, right? "

"You! Chi Feng, you offended the Tianzhixiang disciples and your family was ruined. Who took you in, and who helped you go to Tianzhixiang to seek justice?"

…

She named them one by one, saying that Mr. Wen, the bald old man and others were blushing, ashamed and ashamed, and at the same time they felt angry.

"Is this how you repay him? When Jushen Manor was in danger, you escaped with many good hands?" Madam Hongxian shouted, "Although I am a weak woman, I still have the guidance of Senior Huangfu. I will keep this kindness in mind. Today, even if my body is shattered, I must rush to Jushen Manor to seek justice for Miss Huangfu!"

The divine camel outside the Great Wall also stood up and said in an old voice: "If it weren't for Master Huangfu, the old camel would have died thirty years ago. He has lived for thirty more years, and has lived for thirty more years of prosperity. Now he is using It’s worth replacing this old bone!”

"Elm-headed, don't know whether to live or die!" Yin Chechai's voice said viciously.

"Okay! This is a chivalrous person!" Suddenly, a clear voice sounded.

Mrs. Hongxian turned her head and looked around, and saw a handsome Taoist priest standing next to the innermost fire. He wore water-resistant clothes, tied with a silk ribbon, wore hemp shoes, carried a sword on his back, and carried a long knife on his shoulder. He had a carefree air.

What kind of enthusiasm does this Taoist priest have... Wen Qichang and others are at a loss.

Meng Qi smiled and walked forward: "But a chivalrous man never forces himself on others. Mr. Wen is no longer strong, and he has a wife and a daughter. Even if he stays, it will not help, but will harm the whole family. It is understandable..."

He continued what Mrs. Hongxian had said before and spoke slowly. Wen Qichang and Chi Feng were filled with emotion, Mrs. Hongxian's eyebrows were raised, and the camel's face was gloomy.

"Hey, you little Taoist priest understands the truth." Yin Che's voice praised.

Just as Mrs. Hongxian was about to speak, Meng Qi stroked the handle of the knife and said with a smile: "I am a poor man, Qingyuan, but I have mastered the sword skills taught by Senior Huangfu. I am willing to go to Jushen Manor with you two."

"You..." Mrs. Hongxian didn't expect such a big turn of events. Looking at the handsome Taoist priest in front of her, she didn't know how to respond.

Yin's voice snorted coldly: "It turns out that he is also a person who does not know how to live or die..."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Qi was seen chatting with Chun Lei, and his voice was gathered into a bunch:

"Hide your head and show your tail, come down here!"

He used the Eight-Nine Mysterious Gong to simulate the Purple Thunder Jin to push Lei Yan.

"Hide your head and show your tail, come down here!"

The sounds were like huge thunder, and there was purple lightning surging in the air.

Click, pop, someone fell from the roof, twitching all over, as if being struck by lightning, the insidious sound completely disappeared.

The third update is here. I have completed twelve additional updates this month. I am a little busy now. The remaining three will be at the end of the month. Please vote for me and recommend me~