Meng 49 sword

Chapter 267 Snow and Rain

Where does the wind that brushes your eyes come from?

Meng Qiqi felt carefully, listened attentively, and followed the wind to trace the source.In the air, there is heaven and earth energy flowing. If the energy is also wind, then after being absorbed by the monks, these winds flow through the dantian along the meridians, and are imprinted with the unique brand of each monk.

So there are thousands of different winds in the world.

Who can have a pair of insightful eyes to discern thousands of things?

Meng Qiqi thought hard, he really didn't have much time left.If Yaoguang and Aqiu cannot be killed as soon as possible, even if Yucheng does not fall, Shenjing will be in chaos.

Before that, Meng Qiqi wanted to use the Wuming Sword to deceive the big formation and become the new king of Shenjing.This king does not sit on the dragon chair, but he is an uncrowned king.

But now he has changed his mind, why would he pretend to be Yao Guang?He is him, Meng Qiqi, a rib, a mad dog, a legendary little uncle, the man who slept with Chen Fangjun.

Heaven and earth, unique.

Cultivation of immortals by monks is divided into three major levels: cultivation of external objects, self-cultivation and self-cultivation.The foreign object is the sword, the body is the body, and the mind is the mind. Meng Qiqi started to realize the Tao from the city wall, and has gone through the storm in just one year. Now he has cleared the fog of "where did he come from", and his mood has changed a lot. Changes, cultivation base has reached the big level of "Cultivation Freedom".

Cultivate the mind, what you cultivate is the mind of the Dao.

Meng Qiqi cultivates the way of sentient beings, goes through all kinds of hardships, even if she is confused, she can always return to the right path in the end.The monks who have stepped into the realm of freedom are all strong men in the world, but these strong men also have obvious distinctions.

There is a word circulating in Xianmen about this, it is called - the difference of one thought.

The heart is the most elusive thing in this world. There are thousands of monks in this world. There are astonishing talents and beauty like Zhou Ziheng. The heart of the strong is pure and clear, and there is no hindrance in practice; At the door, distracting thoughts filled his heart, he couldn't bear it, and he didn't realize it clearly. In the end, the strong man cut off his wrist, moved his faction to the deep mountains, and ignored the world.

Those who are indecisive should not cultivate their minds.

Looking ahead and looking after the latter, you can't cultivate your mind.

Those who go from day to day and night from time to time cannot cultivate their minds.

Yao Guang expelled monsters, created secret realms, and created peace for future generations. He is the king of the world as a matter of course.King's Heart is one of the most powerful in the world.But he has become what he is now, there is no doubt that his heart is sick.The state of mind collapsed, like a flood breaking down a long embankment.

What kind of heart does Meng Qiqi have?

He kept thinking, pushed aside the heavy fog in front of him, and kept exploring the essence.

Zhou Ziheng once said to him: What is invisible is not the Dao, but your own heart.If you can see through your own heart, what else in this world can stop you?

The more Meng Qiqi thought about it, the more profound it became.In the past, he just wanted to win back Chen Boyan, but later, the matter of the secret realm and his true identity caught him off guard.

What now?

As she pondered, the Yuan force in Meng Qiqi's body circulated faster and faster, but this time, the shimmering Yuan force no longer passed directly through the dantian, but continuously washed over the delicate body hanging above the dantian. sword.But what he didn't see was that the Wuming Sword in front of him trembled slightly.

Between heaven and earth, a gust of wind suddenly blew up.The wind blows the snow, and the snow floats, as if controlled by a ruthless hand, going up and down, but never falling to the ground.

This vision quickly attracted everyone's attention. Countless pairs of eyes looked up from every corner, but no one was found.

"What's going on here?"

"Oh my god...the fight won't start again!?"

"This……"

"Could it be that someone is enlightening?"

There are different opinions, but the instigator is like a stone sculpture in the snow, without any movement.

Gradually, more and more snow fell, but the snow on the ground did not increase.More and more snow disks lay in the air, and then they were blown by the wind and condensed into a huge snowball.

The monks were dumbfounded, and no one could tell what this vision represented.

The snowball is getting bigger and bigger, almost covering the sun's rays.And just when the monks couldn't help but wanted to step forward to find out, the snowball suddenly fell to the ground.

It hit Xiao Yu'er with a "bang".

Xiao Yu'er was splashed with snowflakes all over her body, she blinked her eyes at the "Heavenly God Orb", then turned her head to look at Qinggu, innocently, "Senior Sister, I really didn't make this."

Qing Gu: "..."

Just then, another snowball hit the long street far away.

The doors of every house were pushed open one after another, and the people quietly poked their heads out to wait and see, looking at the snowdrops that were taller than the houses, wondering and uncertain.

The daring monk Yujian observed from the sky. Looking at the whole city, he found a total of eight snow beads, which were located in eight different directions.

"This is... formation?!"

The people who set up the formation didn't know who they were, and the monks didn't know what to do for a while.

But Xiao Yuer suddenly heard his master's voice, "Xiao Yuer, protect that ball, don't let anyone hit it."

Xiao Xiao, Dai Xiaoshan and others also received Meng Qiqi's instructions. Dai Xiaoshan walked out of the Auspicious Inn wearing a thick cloak, and quickly summoned people to distribute them to various places.

After doing all this, he looked up at the wind and snow in the sky, and vaguely felt a familiar sword intent from the wind and snow—the reason why he felt familiar was that this sword intent was part of the Gushan Sword Art .

The wind and snow return to the round sword.

There are very few people practicing this sword. Dai Xiaoshan once asked his master why it is "Yuan" instead of "Yuan".Wind and Snow Guiyuan Sword sounds more in line with the temperament of Gushan Sword Art.

His master had a strange expression on his face, he hesitated for a long time before telling him the truth, and asked him not to tell other brothers.

The word Yuan in Fengxue Guiyuan Sword means round ball.The ancestors who created this move originally intended to have a snowball fight with their brothers, but as a disciple of the Gushan Jiange, even if it was a snowball fight, he still had to use the sword, and he had to be reserved as a disciple of the Jiange.

Thus, Feng Xue Gui Yuan Jian came into being.It is said that seniors who have mastered this sword can attach sword energy to small snowflakes, killing each piece.

After listening to it, Dai Xiaoshan decided to take this story into the coffin, so as to preserve the beautiful fantasy of Jiange in the hearts of the juniors.The little master uncle is always so unique, there are so many famous sword moves in the Gushan Sword Art, but he can always pick out some unorthodox ones.

Someone else would definitely not be able to do this.

Dai Xiaoshan laughed, but the cultivators Yujian Lingfeng had already caught a glimpse of another movement - the ink pond in the center of Shenjing suddenly boiled.

This place where the Wuming Sword was once guarded was the heart of the formation.At this moment, the lake water was bubbling, wisps of hot air overflowed, and quickly spread to the entire city along the four long streets around the ink pool.

At the same time, the tremors coming from the ground became more and more obvious, and the sound of dragon chant was faintly heard.

"There are dragon veins underground!"

A monk broke the mystery, and as soon as he finished speaking, it began to rain in Shenjing.

The snow was turned into rain by the steaming heat, dripping from the eaves.The snowflakes in the wind have not yet fallen, and they have also turned into rainwater, seeping into the gaps in the bluestone slabs.

"Tick, tick..."

The surface of the ink pool was covered with halos from the rain, and the eight big snowballs distributed in the city were also smashed into small holes. No matter what methods Xiao Yu'er and others tried, they couldn't stop the raindrops from falling.

So Meng Qiqi of Yulin Terrace opened his eyes.

Meng Qiqi was not setting up the formation, but changing the formation, and also winning the formation.

He didn't have the ability to build a big formation again, and he didn't want to pretend to be Yaoguang to deceive the formation, so he just took it over.Using Fengxue Guiyuan Sword as a fulcrum, awakening the dragon veins with Dao Heart, and forcibly changing the formation.

Yao Guang is domineering, so he is even more domineering than Yao Guang.

At this time, the dragon's veins had awakened, it protected Daxia and the royal family, and when it sensed Meng Qiqi's attempt to change the formation, it naturally resisted with all its strength.So it started to get angry, and the water in the pool began to boil, and in the blink of an eye, it completely melted away Jingxue.

But Meng Qiqi chose Fengxue Guiyuan Sword not because it was so special, but because it happened to be snowing.He stretched out his hand, and the first thing he touched was snowflakes, so he used snow as a sword.

So what if the snow melts?

Snow and rain are nothing but carriers of sword energy.

Meng Qiqi's heart has never been in a straight shape. It is said that those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish.

"Not convinced?" Meng Qiqi raised the corners of his mouth and showed an evil smile. The silver lotus in the palm holding Xiujian was shining, and then he knelt down on one knee and stabbed down with his sword.

The domineering Yuanli crazily poured into the ground from the tip of the sword, spreading across the city like a halo.The eight snowballs that gradually melted in the rain exploded in an instant, and the snowflakes fluttered like swords, and the icy chill instantly froze the gurgling water in the ink pool.

"Pfft..." Yao Guang in front of Tianbao Pavilion suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.He staggered to support the red pillar in front of the pavilion, and looked back in the direction of Yulin Terrace.

If Meng Qiqi wanted to win the formation, he would naturally get rid of all Yao Guang's thoughts left in the formation. For Yao Guang, it was equivalent to stabbing him with a sword in the chest.

"It's over, don't you want to kill him?" Ah Qiu leaned on the railing and looked down from the third floor.In fact, he didn't expect Meng Qiqi to be able to do this. He had already destroyed the guards.

Yao Guang just looked up at him, silent.Perhaps his eyes were too calm, which angered Qiu and ignited the fire of hatred hidden deep in his heart. He sarcastically said: "You don't want to kill him, but he wants to kill you. The monk wants to kill you. We want to kill you even more, there is no place for your glory in the whole world!"

Yao Guang was still as calm as a winter lake, "You brought me here because you wanted to kill me? I'm here. Can you tell me what he told you?"

Aqiu smiled lightly, and his anger gradually subsided, "If you kill Meng Qiqi, I'll tell you, how about it? The formation will be taken away by him soon, this is your only chance."

Yao Guang didn't answer, at this moment he was like a resurrected person who crawled out of the coffin, his face was pale, and his eyes were particularly piercing.

Ah Qiu had already clenched the hilt of the sword with his hand hidden in his sleeve, and he was on guard, but his face was still calm, and he continued: "As long as you kill Meng Qiqi, I will tell you how to revive the king."

Yao Guang's expression finally changed slightly, and his piercing eyes fixed on him.

"You probably don't know, that rib not only inherits the king's strong vitality, but also has the effect of nourishing the soul. I guess, Meng Qiqi is that rib, right? As long as you kill him, beat him back to his original form , and then put it into the king's body, I can use the secret method of the family to revive him."

Yao Guang was silent for a long time, then said hoarsely, "How can I trust you?"

Aqiu shook his head, "You can only trust me. In the past, it was not born with wisdom, and the king's soul has been lost, so I can't do anything about it. But now it is different, as long as everything about Meng Qiqi is erased, the king will be able to Born from the soul."

"really?"

"If you don't believe me, go and see the emperor. I have helped him reshape his body. Although it is not as powerful as Seizing Soul, it can prove one or two things."

Yao Guang said, "I'm afraid that once I kill him, you will find a way to kill me."

Aqiu was not annoyed when someone punctured him, but said: "It seems that to you, the king is not as important as your own life. When I went to that village to pick up the king, I should have stayed a little longer to take you away." Kill it, and nothing will happen."

When mentioning the past, Yao Guang's eyes showed a trace of pain.His head hurts, and there is always some buzzing noise, as if all his thoughts have been crowded in his head these years, making him unable to distinguish who he is.

Aqiu reminded again, "Your time is running out. After a while, the king will never come back. It was you who killed him, Yao Guang, or you, who killed all the possibility of his survival."