Meng 49 sword

"Senior brother! I'll help you!" Dai Xiaoshan jumped down from a stele pavilion, his long sword whistled out, and stopped the monster on Chen Boyan's left.

Song Ru also quickly appeared on the right side of Chen Boyan, and the three of them stood in the shape of a character, which is the most basic three-talented sword formation in the Gushan Sword Art.

In the valley at this moment, there are monsters and beasts in the crowd.The monks had been scattered and killed on the mountain for so long, and the corpses were scattered all over the field, but there were still monsters coming forward.

"It can't be killed at all." Dai Xiaoshan was speechless.

Song Ru's face was also full of spring and coldness, and her strikes were even more fierce.When closing the move, Song Ru caught a glimpse of a group of people running towards the west from the corner of her eye, and said in a deep voice, "The one from Beidoumen is here."

"Where is it?" The sword array changed positions, Dai Xiaoshan happened to face the direction Song Ru was looking at just now, and met Jiang Xie from Beidoumen.The so-called enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, and at this moment, the two of them are not very happy.

Dai Xiaoshan looked at the large group of monsters led by Jiang Xie and others, his eyes flashed with a flash of light, and he raised his hand to return to the clan with a move of ten thousand swords, puff, puff, puff, and several Yuanli flying swords directly killed the group of monsters. The beast stopped him and killed Xiao Ban.

But this also indirectly stopped Jiang Xie and the others.

Jiang Xie's face darkened slightly, "What is the meaning of Junior Brother Xiaoshan?"

Dai Xiaoshan smiled, "I saw brother Jiang being chased by monsters, so I will help you."

As soon as this remark came out, all the faces of Beidoumen changed.However, before they could speak, Chen Boyan reprimanded him: "Xiao Shan, gentlemen be careful with your words."

Dai Xiaoshan immediately nodded and backed away honestly, but Jiang Xie refused.A few days ago in the Chan Hua Lou, they have not avenged their face, and they happened to meet again today, how can they let it go, "Brother Chen, why stop him? A gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. Brother Xiaoshan talks so much, don't you?" Does it fit the definition of a gentleman?"

As Jiang Xie spoke, he glanced back coldly, and the few people behind him immediately beheaded the rest of the monsters.Dai Xiaoshan was still afraid that he would not pick things up, so he poked his head out from behind Chen Boyan again when he heard the words, and said: "The prerequisite for a gentleman to speak but not act is that the other party is a person!"

"You!" A small Beidou Sect member made a gesture to rush out to teach him a lesson, but was stopped by Jiang Xie.He looked at Dai Xiaoshan and Chen Boyan, instead of being angry, he smiled, "As expected of being a disciple of the Gushan Jiange, every mouthful is a gentleman, really easy to teach..."

However, before he finished speaking, a sword brushed past him and pierced into the body of a monster that wanted to violently hurt people, so close that the cold light on the sword dazzled his eyes.

Chen Boyan's voice was as cold as the moon, "Brother Jiang, did you want to fight me? If you want to make an appointment with me, you can wait until this matter is over before making a call. Chen will definitely stay with me to the end."

Jiang Xie held the sword tightly and remained silent.It's this Chen Boyan again, with a bad temper and tough temper, but he is so powerful and has few opponents, it's really hateful.

"Let's go!" Jiang Xie finally chose to give in and left with the others.

Dai Xiaoshan looked at the backs of those people and felt secretly refreshed, but Chen Boyan immediately glanced over coldly, "Xiaoshan, go back and copy the door rules a hundred times."

Dai Xiaoshan looked like he was mourning his concubine, "Eldest senior brother!"

Song Ru was seldom reasonable once, and said: "Brother, Xiao Shan is only venting his anger about the Tanghualou incident, which is understandable. Besides, Jiang Xie lured a group of monsters over, which is really suspicious."

However, Chen Boyan was unmoved, his cold eyes made Dai Xiaoshan's legs weak, "If everyone ignores it, how much time do you have to practice?"

But if Jiang Xie heard these words, he would have to spit out a mouthful of blood.Dai Xiaoshan thought to himself, his senior brother seems to be a gentleman, and he is praised by others, but how many people are really in his eyes?

Jiang Xie?Even if Zhao Xie, Li Xie, and Wu Xie were bundled together, I'm afraid his senior brother wouldn't even blink.

"Eldest brother, I was wrong." Dai Xiaoshan actively admitted his mistake, but only elder brother followed suit.

"I know I was wrong." Chen Boyan glanced in the direction where Jiang Xie left, "Follow and see what Beidoumen is up to."

Dai Xiaoshan froze for a moment before realizing, "I'll go right away!"

Senior Brother seems to be in a bad mood today, Dai Xiaoshan thought so.

On the other side, the suspect Meng Qiqi stood in front of the screen wall with his hands behind his back, carefully looking at this seemingly inconspicuous stone wall with dragon patterns.The head of the cell, Mu Guinian, stood aside with his sword in his arms, allowing everyone to look at him without being moved.

At this moment, everyone on the entire mountain is busy fighting with monsters, only the two of them are leisurely, and Xiao Yuer is already holding the bow and leaning on Meng Qiqi to meet Zhou Gong. Xiao Ye is even more pitiful.

Perhaps the combination of the three of them was too eye-catching, and the monks who came and went looked sideways, and after about a cup of tea, they unexpectedly attracted a person whom Meng Qiqi didn't expect but wanted to see.

"Ziqian has seen this chivalrous man." Pianpian young man looks only one or two years older than Xiao Yu'er. He wears a jade crown on his head, a sword hanging from his waist, and a white brocade robe embroidered with golden cloud patterns. Where did the king and grandson get into the monks by mistake.

Meng Qiqi looked him up and down, but she was afraid of disturbing Xiao Yu'er, so she didn't move, she just said with her hands, "I've seen Mr. Wang."

This person is Wang Ziqian, fourteen years old, the only son of Wang Changlin, the head of the Wang family.

Wang Ziqian returned the salute politely, glanced at Xiao Yu'er, full of curiosity, "I thought this time I was the youngest, but I didn't know there was a younger one here, I don't know his name, where did he come from?" ?”

"This is Xiao Yuer, my disciple." Meng Qiqi said, lowering her head to wake Xiao Yuer up.It's just that Xiao Yu'er was sleepy, and maybe it was the most beloved Master who was beside him at the moment, so that she completely revealed her childish nature, hugging Meng Qiqi's leg without letting go, and smiling silly when she looked up.

Meng Qiqi rubbed the top of his hair, "Little Yuer, be good, get up soon."

Xiao Yuer blinked her eyes, she saw Wang Ziqian, she took a closer look, this is really a good-looking little brother.The master said that a good-looking little brother is as good as a handed down sword art, and you can live another day if you look at it more, so Wang Ziqian was caught off guard by Xiao Yuer's smile, and his face was still flushed when he just woke up.

Meng Qiqi shook her head helplessly, this stupid apprentice is stupid when he sleeps.

Wang Ziqian's cheeks were also slightly red, but his demeanor was still dignified, "Although there is a screen wall to cover the rain here, it's unbearably damp and cold. Why don't you two follow Ziqian to the porch to rest and get warmer."

Meng Qiqi shook her head, and asked Xiao Yu'er, "Are you awake?"

"Xiao Yu'er woke up, Master, I'm going to practice." Xiao Yu'er's voice was crisp and clear, and as he spoke, a trace of childishness slipped from his eyebrows with the rain.He looked left and right, and then locked on to a large bluestone not far away. He got up and leaped over to sit cross-legged. He closed his eyes and began to practice in the rain.

Looking at the thin figure, Wang Ziqian couldn't help asking: "Is this too harsh?"

"Don't worry, he's used to it." Meng Qiqi didn't seem to feel distressed at all, and walked down the corridor, leaving Wang Ziqian behind.

A disciple of the Wang family who had been following Wang Ziqian hurriedly ran towards Wang Ziqian, "Young master, you can go in quickly. That man is just a casual cultivator who doesn't know where he came from. You come to talk to him in person and he is so rude." Conscientious flattery, if you want me to say simply..."

"Don't call me young master outside." Wang Ziqian interrupted him in a cold voice, "Keep your mouth shut."

The man quickly apologized, Wang Ziqian frowned slightly, but his eyes still stayed on Meng Qiqi.What is the origin of this person, and how could he have anything to do with Chen Boyan?

"Any news from Wang Zi'an?" he asked.

"not yet."

"Where is Wang Ziling?"

"nor."

Wang Ziqian's obsidian-like clear and transparent eyes glanced over, the corners of his mouth curled up, and his tone was soft, "Don't tell me such nonsense."

"Yes, son." The man couldn't help but tense his voice.

But Wang Ziqian didn't look at him again, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes, he walked down the corridor, but he didn't talk to Meng Qiqi again.In his capacity, he condescends to take care of a casual cultivator, which is already a drop in price.

But Wang Ziqian's eyes still fell on Xiao Yu'er from time to time, and within a short while, the boy's face turned from red to white, his fingers trembled slightly, as if he was enduring great pain.

Can this not hurt?When practicing meditation, you must draw the surrounding energy into the body and swim around the meridians.But although the energy in the rain is thick, it has impurities and is tyrannical and unruly. Once it is introduced into the meridians unimpeded like this, it will be like a knife cutting.The cultivators who participated in the Knocking Immortal Conference are all the proud sons of heaven from various sects. Even casual cultivators are all rushing to the inner alchemy of the monster. Who would like to suffer this crime?

But it happened that the youngest one could bear this hardship?

Wang Ziqian closed his eyes in deep thought, and glanced at Meng Qiqi from the corner of his eye. He still looked like he should take it for granted, and his face was not moved at all.Really cruel.

But the next moment, Wang Ziqian had a decision in his heart.He lifted the hem of his clothes and stood up, let go of the soft futon, and strode into the rain under the surprised eyes of others.

He sat cross-legged on the other side of the square in front of the hall, meditating with his eyes closed, facing Xiao Yuer far away.

The Wang family hurried over to try to pull him back, but he flatly refused.

The rain suddenly became heavier, and the bean-sized raindrops quickly wet his neatly combed hair, and the white brocade robe was also stained with mud, and the noble son made of jade suddenly fell to the dust, fell into the mud.

The hurried monks couldn't help but stop and cast surprised glances at him, Meng Qiqi was also slightly surprised for a moment, and this surprise slowly settled with the passage of time, turning into a deep look in Meng Qiqi's eyes. color.

The sky was getting darker, and the sun that was swallowed by the rain had not yet appeared, so it had to sink into the ground again.The monsters finally felt exhausted, their offensive gradually weakened, and the bonfires gradually lit up in the mountains, and the dots were like stars left behind in the world, exuding warmth.

Wang Ziqian's face became paler, even showing a strange red.Countless tyrannical yuan energies were rampaging in his body, and there were tearing pains everywhere in his meridians, but he still endured it.

He gritted his teeth and endured until the energy finally penetrated into his flesh and blood and became a part of his body for his use.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Ziqian finally couldn't bear it, and spat out a mouthful of blood.Chen Boyan couldn't help but stop in his footsteps when he came back, hesitated for a moment, and then walked towards him.

It's just that someone is faster than him.

Xu Mengyin, the second senior sister of Ruizhu Palace, quickly rushed to Wang Ziqian's side, supported him by the shoulders, and glanced at the Wang's children aside with a pair of pretty eyes, "How do you take care of him? Just leave him like this." What nonsense?!"

"Cough, cough...Senior Sister Xu, it's just a mouthful of blood, don't worry." Wang Ziqian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand, and stood up by himself.But as soon as he looked up, he saw Chen Boyan standing in front of him, so he quickly bowed his head and said hello, "Brother Chen."

Chen Boyan looked down at him, neither sad nor happy, "Why?"

"Brother Chen, you also know that Ziqian's bones have been poor since he was a child, and his cultivation has been difficult to improve. Who would have thought that after practicing in the rain just now, his meridians widened a little bit." There was a touch of excitement in Wang Ziqian's expression, and he looked at Chen Boyan. Also full of admiration and reverence.

As he said that, he saw Xiao Yuer who was running towards Meng Qiqi, and said again: "Thanks to Xiao Yuer and his master, otherwise I wouldn't have this unexpected harvest.

Chen Boyan also saw Xiao Yuer and Meng Qiqi, he was a little surprised that he stayed here obediently, and wanted to go there immediately.But Wang Ziqian still looked at him eagerly, so Chen Boyan took out a small jade bottle from the ring and handed it over, "This is Hunyuan Pill, you should rest well, and don't rush into cultivation."

"Thank you, Brother Chen!" Wang Ziqian held the jade bottle, his words were full of joy.

Over there, Meng Qiqi watched the interaction between the two, but gave a cold snort inexplicably, turned around and entered the hall.There were four statues of heavenly kings in the hall, and Meng Qiqi chose one to sit down. Above his head was the tall and burly king, half of his body hidden in the shadows, looking eerie.

Meng Qiqi was helping Xiao Yu'er to dry her hair when Chen Boyan came in.He walked towards Meng Qiqi without stopping, calling several times for the young master, but Meng Qiqi refused to answer him.

After he dried Xiao Yu'er's hair, he turned around and said, "There are only mad dogs here, and there are no young masters."

Chen Boyan's face remained unchanged, he sat cross-legged in front of Meng Qiqi without any haste.The bonfire illuminated the sword mark between his eyebrows. He looked at Meng Qiqi and said, "But a mad dog won't know my words, and won't use my words to scold me. Unless, you are Meng Qiqi."

Meng Qiqi froze, perhaps because these years when it was difficult to continue, he always relied on the abuse of someone he loved and hated, so he completely forgot the abuse in front of the screen wall.

"Mr. Chen's words are not a secret. Don't you know that mad dogs catch and bite whomever they catch? How about a few casual curses?" Meng Qiqi said.

"But when I was holding you just now, I touched a string of beads on your body."

"Tick tock." The rain slid down Chen Boyan's cheeks. He was covered in water at the moment, but he still sat upright.That pair of eyes that can understand the world's affairs fixedly stared at Meng Qiqi, not giving him even the slightest chance of escape.

"Tick tock, tick tock." Meng Qiqi also looked directly at him, trying to find a trace of the past from his eyes.But no, those things seemed to have dissipated like smoke.

"Then let me ask you again." Meng Qiqi's voice was solemn, and he untied a string of black inconspicuous beads from his waist, put them in his palm and spread them out in front of Chen Boyan, "I ask you, you Do you recognize this string of beads?"

Chen Boyan was stunned, he recognized the string of beads.When he went to ask Meng Qiqi to be his teacher four years ago, Meng Qiqi didn't directly refuse at first.He handed out the string of beads from the small building and asked him the same question.

"Do you recognize this string of beads?"

At that time, Chen Boyan answered him: "I don't know."

So Meng Qiqi rejected him, and later Chen Boyan went to check it out, and found that these peach-shaped black beads were called Bodhisattvas.He didn't know why Meng Qiqi was so obsessed with this string of beads, but he still answered the question that could finally be answered, "I know it."

Meng Qiqi's hands froze suddenly, his eyes fixed on Chen Boyan, the aura in his body surged hard to calm down, "Do you recognize it?"

Did he remember?he really...

"Junior brother told me, this is called Bodhi." Chen Boyan's tone was still calm, revealing some coldness that was difficult for others to detect, but this trace of coldness completely killed the hope born in Meng Qiqi's heart in an instant. .

The turbulent sea of ​​hearts gradually returned to calm, and the stiff body regained its flexibility, but it still lacked some warmth.These changes seemed to be slow, but they were extremely fast. Before Chen Boyan could explore clearly, Meng Qiqi had already regained his composure.

He retracted the bead, and slowly raised the corner of his mouth, "This is actually a grass bead, which grows in the mud in the countryside. Those villagers call it a grass bead, but it's not as nice as you said."

The voice murmured softly around his ears.Meng Qiqi raised his head to look at the hideous and terrifying figure of the Heavenly King, those eyes as big as copper bells stared at him, and he also stared back fearlessly like many years ago.

He still remembered that in that dilapidated temple there was once a dilapidated but still majestic statue of the Heavenly King, glaring at the two young men who were confiding in each other, as if it was about to be struck by thunder in the next moment.

Meng Qiqi at that time couldn't care less about these things, he hugged the person he felt was more important than his own life, kissed him jerkyly, and winked at the glaring Heavenly King.

He has a passion to vent, and he has a lot of things to say to him. The poor and humble young man is not afraid of wind and rain or any secular etiquette, but at that time he didn't know what it means to change from time to time.

But he was not very reconciled, so he still wanted to struggle.As for those who obstructed him, looked down on him, or drove him away like a mad dog, Meng Qiqi sincerely hoped that they could live longer.

Because only if you are alive, you have the chance to have nightmares.

Thinking of this, Meng Qiqi's mood suddenly lightened up again.He looked at Chen Boyan, blinked his sore eyes, and said, "Although you already know my identity, you can't tell me about it now. Master has something to do, you know? Master, master, nephew."