The frozen river had just opened, and the cold wind was still blowing. Surrounded by barren mountains and uninhabited mountains, Mengqi did not expect that he would really disturb someone's sleep.
"Sorry, sorry. I got carried away by a happy event." Mengqi had always been polite, so he cupped his hands and apologized.
At the same time, he was a little shocked. He could not be detected within a radius of two or three miles. Apart from the fact that he had no evil intentions, his strength should not be underestimated. If he was not a guru, he must have some secret skills to hide his breath.
A white-haired old man walked out of the dense forest. He wore dirty clothes full of patches, held a green bamboo stick as thick as the mouth of a bowl, and carried eight sacks on his shoulders. His eyebrows were thick and thick, and the corners of his eyes and forehead were full of wrinkles. However, he did not look ferocious or old at all. His eyes were clear like a child's.
An eight-sack elder of the Beggar Gang? Mengqi quietly took a breath. He had a bit of a grudge against the Beggar Gang. It was inevitable that his emotions would fluctuate when he suddenly met the old man without changing his appearance.
Of course, if the old man did not forgive him, he would not be afraid. He had offended too many masters and masters, and the Beggar Gang still had to queue up!
The old beggar looked up and down at Mengqi. "It's understandable that you are young and vigorous. I am also an experienced man. Eh …"
He suddenly stopped and looked at Mengqi suspiciously. "Are you 'Killing Blade' Su Meng, Young Master Su?"
Young Master? Hearing this title, Mengqi replied thoughtfully, "Yes, I am. May I know who you are, senior?"
"It seems that he is not hostile to me?"
The old beggar coughed and spat out a mouthful of phlegm. He did not have the demeanor of a master at all. He laughed and said, "The new generation excels the old. I dare not call myself a senior anymore. I am just a few decades older than you."
"The eighth generation elder of the Beggar Sect likes a dirty image and doesn't seem to be very protective …" Mengqi tried hard to recall the information about the Six Fan School and carefully looked at the old beggar. He found that the old beggar was missing an ear and immediately knew what was going on. He cupped his hands and said with a smile, "So it's senior 'Deranged Stick'."
'Mad Rod Divine Beggar' Ling Yue was a direct descendant of the Beggar Clan. He practiced the 'Begging the World Formula'. He was hot-tempered and did not pay much attention to etiquette, but he was chivalrous and courageous. He was an upright person and liked to help the younger generation advance. He never showed mercy to the scum of the Clan. It was precisely because of the existence of this group of heroes that the Beggar Clan was not considered a heretical sect.
Seeing that Mengqi recognized him, Ling Yue smacked his lips in satisfaction. "You don't have to worry about what happened in River East. Those who abduct and sell human beings should be killed. If I were an old beggar, I would have attacked them out of righteous indignation. Sigh, the founder of the Beggar Sect came from a humble background and begged when he was a child. After he had a fortuitous encounter and achieved Dharmakaya, he made a great vow that all the beggars in the world should help each other and help each other. However, there are many criminals among the beggars.
It's better to kill them than to help them! "He pointed out that the founder was in the wrong.
Those who had hands and feet but were reduced to begging, at least half of them were not good people.
"Indeed hot-tempered and straightforward …" Mengqi secretly praised the accuracy of the information. He did not care much about what Ling Yue said. There were more scum in the Beggar Clan than good people. It was difficult to change the general atmosphere with just a few chivalrous people who did not dare to disobey the founder's teachings. Ling Yue said that there was no need to worry. There must be many masters of the Beggar Clan who felt sorry for the death of the rabbit. If they wanted revenge, they could only hide it a little!
Fortunately, he did not expect to be on good terms with the Beggar Clan.
"I didn't know you were resting here. I have disturbed you. Please forgive me." Mengqi planned to leave.
Ling Yue nodded and suddenly said, "Wait a moment. There is something I would like Young Master Su to bear witness to."
"Bear witness?" Mengqi was puzzled.
Ling Yue smiled and said, "I have known Shi Tianqi of the Shi Clan Citadel for many years. Our strength has always been on par. We have sparred many times and both of us have won and lost. Now that both of us have reached the threshold of the second Celestial Ladder and are only one step away, we would like to use a real life and death duel to stimulate our potential and break through the obstacles to become grandmasters."
"Although we have signed a life and death contract, no matter who dies, the sect and family cannot cause trouble, it was made in a hurry. I can't find anyone who is not from the Beggar Clan or the Shi Clan Citadel to bear witness to this duel. The contract alone is not trustworthy enough."
"Young Master Su, your status and reputation in Jianghu is not inferior to most grandmasters. It is really a blessing from the heavens to meet you. Please help us, Young Master. The duel will be held here tonight."
The Shi Clan Citadel was a famous place in Jianghu of North Zhou Dynasty. Shi Tianqi was a big shot in Jianghu and mainly engaged in trade between North Zhou Dynasty and the grassland. He had countless connections with the aristocratic families and sects. His pair of Judge Pens were known as "Yin and Yang, Life and Death". He was one of the Peerless Master Pros who had the highest chance of becoming a grandmaster.
Although Mengqi loved to join in the fun, he was not interested in a duel between two Peerless Master Pros. He was about to refuse when he heard Ling Yue's last sentence.
My status and reputation in Jianghu is not inferior to most grandmasters? Mengqi was secretly happy. He could not help but raise his head and said proudly, "It is my duty to be valued so highly by you."
As a reputable young master of the righteous path, how could he not be a witness to other people's life and death battles?
Ling Yue laughed and gave him a thumbs up. "You are indeed forthright. You are indeed the Killing Blade."
"Now that you mention it, I want to go back on my word …" Mengqi's smile froze. He then talked to Ling Yue about his awe-inspiring past, such as running thousands of miles to ambush the masters of the Golden Tent who were raiding the south of the grassland, going deep into the grassland to rescue several young masters of the righteous path who were captured, and offending the Cui family of Gezhou just for the sake of justice.
Ling Yue beamed with joy as he talked about these things. Who would not want to reminisce about the past before a life and death battle?
Time passed like flowing water. The bright moon gradually rose in the sky. Ling Yue frowned and flew up to sense the surroundings. He muttered, "Why is Old Shi not here yet? He has always kept his word … "
"Could it be that something happened to Senior Shi, or something else happened?" Mengqi asked after thinking for a while.
Ling Yue furrowed his brows. "It's already been an hour. If he doesn't come in another hour, this old beggar will go and ask him."
He and Shi Tianqi had forged a deep friendship through their many fights. Otherwise, today's matter wouldn't have happened.
Mengqi did not know much about Shi Tianqi and Yuxu could not predict anything. Since the Shi Clan Citadel had nothing to do with him, he was not in a hurry and waited calmly with Ling Yue.
As the cold moon began to sink, Ling Yue could no longer sit still. "Old Man Shi has always been known for keeping his promises. Even if something happened, he should have informed me. Something must have happened. Young Master Su, please accompany me to the Shi Clan Citadel to prove that he will attend the meeting."
Mengqi thought about it and agreed.
Two streams of light pierced through the clouds like meteors, heading towards the Shi Clan Fortress in the north.
Half an hour later, the Shi Clan Citadel that was built on a precipitous piece of land came into Mengqi's sight. The buildings were thick and heavy, and there were restrictive spells set up around it, making it look like a fortress.
At this moment, there was a commotion below.
When Ling Yue and Mengqi landed, only a few of the masters from the Shi Clan Citadel reacted. The rest of them were in a state of panic.
Shi Tianqi's son and daughter were both in their twenties. The son was well-built with strong facial features, while the daughter was dressed in purple. She had a beautiful face and was at a loss.
When they saw Ling Yue and Mengqi, they quickly went up to them. "Uncle Ling, father, father's soul lamp has been extinguished!"
"What?" Ling Yue was shocked and quickly steadied himself. "Tell me slowly."
"This is?" Shi Xiaoxiu's eyes were filled with tears, but she did not forget to notice that Mengqi was a stranger.
"Frenzied Blade Su Meng, Young Master Su," Ling Yue introduced.
"Frenzied Blade Su Meng?" For a moment, all the masters from the Shi Clan Citadel quietened down, as if they were shocked. This was a person who was even more famous than Senior Ling Yue!
Shi Xiaoxiu calmed herself down and bowed. She said in a sobbing tone, "It's not night yet, but father suddenly went out without leaving a message. At midnight, Second Brother, who was guarding the ancestral hall, found out that father's soul lamp had been extinguished. Please, please help the Shi Clan Citadel!"
"It must be something important for the Shi Clan Citadel's master to go out in such a hurry …" Mengqi frowned, but he was relatively calm since it had nothing to do with him.
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