Chapter 487

"Another new master on the Ranking List of Young Masters!" The disciples of the Martial Arts Club were curious and excited, chattering like a flock of sparrows.

Although the world was big, not every issue of the Ranking List of Young Masters had a newcomer, who was unknown before!

"The Gentleman Sword? His nickname sounds like a righteous swordsman. "

"Of course, he just met Hua Lun for the first time, but he helped him with his sword, walked the mountain at night, and was not afraid of the Luo Denomination. He is a real gentleman."

"It would be great if the Jianghu was full of gentlemen like Young Master Meng!"

Mengqi, dressed as a scholar in a white robe, wanted to die. He found that he still could not accept the nickname "Gentleman Sword". Compared to it, Reckless Monk and Thunder Blade Furious Monk were not so annoying.

At the same time, he was full of doubts. The Six Fan School should have recognized him. Why did they give him the annotations of "To be tested" and "a pseudonym"? What was their purpose?

Anyway, he was not going to use the identity of the Gentleman Sword!

He glanced at the back of the Ranking List of Young Masters. Because of the death of Flower-scattering Fairy, the ranking did not change much, so he collected himself and was ready to leave.

At this moment, the Martial Arts Club Principal ordered a disciple to take out a thick stack of paper and paste it on the wall facing the gate.

"Oh, the Zhou County Heroes List?" Meng Qi stopped in his tracks. With his Eye Apertures open, even if the words were small and far away, he could still see them clearly.

Reading on, he found it was a list of local masters listed by the Six Fan School of Jun City. It did not rank them, but only introduced their names, backgrounds, Kung Fu realms, and the most outstanding achievements. At the end, there were comments of different people, all of whom were famous in Zhou County.

"No wonder it's the first city in the southwest. Even the branch of the Six Fan School is so independent and special. They made a list of local masters …" Mengqi exclaimed. He had passed through Xiliang, Three Mountains and Four Waters, and Xuanwu, but he had only seen it in Zhou County.

Three Mountains and Four Waters was a small place, so it was normal that there was no list. Xiliang was the main trade route between the Western Region and the Great Jin Dynasty, where all kinds of people frequently came and went, so it was difficult to check them all. In addition, the people were tough and there were many bandits and bandits. Wrong comments often led to revenge, so there was no list. Xuanwu was under the influence of the Zhen Wu Sect.

He glanced over them and skimmed through them. He didn't look at them in detail because there were just too many.

Suddenly, he let out a soft cry of surprise and saw "himself" again.

"Name: Of Tang."

"Age: 26."

"Identity: Son of the Tang family of Yi City, ranked second."

"Nicknames: Thunder Tyrant Blade, Ghost Face Tyrant Blade, Tang Erlang."

"Martial Arts: Six Apertures. His bladesmanship has reached a higher level, and he has mastered the essence of firmness and fierceness. In addition to his own 'River-splitting Bladesmanship', he is also good at many other bladesmanship."

"Reason for being in the book: Killing Tang Shu, a Nine Apertures Master, with one stroke of his blade; Being besieged by Iron Hand Devilman and Joy Devilman, he was able to turn the tables and kill Iron Hand Devilman."

"Comments: Jin Jinxian, the Club Principal of the Sun-scorching Martial Club, said that the bladesmanship should not be underestimated. It is enough to fight against masters with seven or eight apertures, but nine apertures is still up for debate. Tang Shu was an Elder of the Tang Family. At that time, he was questioned by the future Family Head, and he was restrained by his family, so he should not have a strong desire to resist, or even subconsciously. The siege was too chaotic, and no bones were found. The only witness, Tang Ren, did not see how Tang Jing killed the Iron Hand Devilman.

Perhaps Iron Hand Devilman was killed by a Precious Weapon. "Huang Yuanba, the Deacon of the Huang Family in Yedu, said: Tang Jing only opened Two Acupores when he was in his twenties, and his bladesmanship had not begun. But after being humiliated and traveling for three years, he has opened Six Acupores. His bladesmanship is excellent, and he is not afraid of Nine Acupores.

"Wang Zai, the Right-guarding Sword of the Wang Family in Zhou County, said: Tang Jing's bladesmanship is fierce and fierce, like thunder falling from the sky. It absorbs the vitality of the surrounding airflow and is invincible. He has the firmness of bladesmanship. Among all the bladesmen who have opened Acupores in my life, he can be ranked in the top five. If not for his lack of achievements, he could have squeezed into the bottom of the Ranking List of Young Masters.

"Wang Zai is quite fair and objective …" Meng Qi felt a little smug from the praise and had a good impression of Wang Zai. Moreover, the nickname he got was much better than Reckless Monk, Thunder Blade Furious Monk, and Gentleman Sword!

But why is he still the fierce and domineering type, instead of the cold, elegant, and handsome type with fluttering white clothes … Mengqi complained a little. Did he have to exchange for "Heavenly Fairy" in the future to change his style?

Mengqi clenched his teeth, shook his head, and left. Suddenly, there was a cheer behind him.

"The Club Master is on the list!"

Huh? Mengqi had nothing to do, so he turned around curiously. Following their gazes and fingers, he saw the end of the list.

"Name: He Ye."

"Age: 62."

"Identity: Club Master of the Qingfeng Martial Arts Club, disciple of the Rising Tide Sect."

"Nickname: Tide-listening Sword."

"Kung Fu: Six Acupores, good at 49 movements of Tide-listening Sword and 18 movements of Tide Falling Sword."

"Reason for being on the list: a virtuous elder who only accepts basic training and teaches without discrimination. Every year, disciples of the Martial Arts Club are chosen by sects and aristocratic families. In this year's Martial Arts Club Competition, three disciples are expected to become famous."

The following comments were basically praising He Ye's kindness and kindness. Occasionally, there were one or two comments about how he taught his disciples well.

At present, Mengqi was in the state of a Jianghu idler, so he read the list with relish. He didn't understand what the Martial Arts Club Competition was, but he didn't care too much about it. In the blink of an eye, he left it behind and went straight to Yi City.

…

"What? You're going to be a manager in Yedu?" Mengqi looked at Qi Zhengyan in astonishment.

Qi Zhengyan said expressionlessly, "Yes. Our sect wants me to be a manager in Yedu, in charge of grain, rice, oil, salt, and other stores."

"Is this a demotion in disguise?" Mengqi frowned. It seemed that he had been promoted and entered a prosperous state capital, but it sounded much worse than being a feudal lord.

Qi Zhengyan nodded and said, "Yedu is a state capital and a county capital. One of our sect's General Affairs Elders is stationed there. There are many external deacons and more than 20 managers."

"Why did Huanhua Swords Sect do this?" Mengqi was a little confused.

Qi Zhengyan said slowly, "I did make a great contribution, but I was too selfish to deal with it. Even if I didn't make any mistakes, I can't be in charge of a place."

No sect dared to entrust the power of a territory to a selfish disciple. However, as long as the disciple did not violate the sect's rules and did not harm the sect's interests, he would be rewarded. However, he had to be under the supervision of others.

Mengqi nodded and said, "Senior Brother Qi, I got you into trouble."

He had changed his identity and was now a scholar traveling to Yedu.

"It doesn't matter. It's my own choice. At present, everything is focused on the Death Task." Qi Zhengyan didn't show any annoyance or blame. "Now it's better. I can often come to you to learn from each other."

"Yes, but be careful of being followed." Mengqi let go of his guilt and warned him.

The world was strange. He and Senior Brother Qi were reunited in Yedu.

…

In the next six months, Mengqi lived alone in a small courtyard and concentrated on his practice. From time to time, he learned from each other and learned from each other with Qi Zhengyan. Not only was the sixth pass of the Golden Bell Shield getting closer to completion, but he also began to concentrate the Aperture acupoints related to the Mouth Aperture. His Eight Nine Mysteries was also officially practiced to the Eye Aperture stage. His eyesight was stronger and almost twice as strong as before.

He had already built the swordsmanship foundation that he lacked in the Nine Strategies Beyond the Swords. He had accumulated a strong Purple Thunder Force and mastered various changes of Violent Thunder Shocking the Sky. He only needed to comprehend the Gist of Trueness of Thunderbolt to become a real Exterior move.

Mengqi was not worried about this. If it were someone else, it might take them decades to achieve the primary level of bladesmanship and obtain the Gist of Trueness of Thunderbolt, just like Tang Ren. But he had the incomplete impartation of Nine Annihilation at Heavenly Nights. After studying it day and night, he had a deep understanding of the Gist of Thunderbolt. Even though it was a little different from the bladesmanship required by Violent Thunder Shocking the Sky, it was similar. Both belonged to the Thunder God and could barely match each other. Under the urgent situation of the Death Task, he could not care so much.

The only bottleneck was that Mengqi did not make much progress in Outline of Heavenly Knife. In addition to the four Essences of Bladesmanship that he had already mastered, he only comprehended the momentum of Cloud-turning Blade, which was to use oneself as the sky and overturn clouds and rain!

In this regard, Mengqi was very clear about the problem. He did not have enough knowledge of bladesmanship and could not comprehend by analogy. Only by observing different bladesmanship could he completely master Outline of Heavenly Knife.

"No wonder Sword Washing Pavilion requires its disciples to observe hundreds of swordsmanship to strengthen the sword will in their hearts …" Mengqi increasingly felt that the big sects deserved their reputation. He planned to turn over the "Cold Wind Bladesmanship" that he had not practiced much before and practice hard to master the Essence of Bladesmanship contained in it.

"Well, above Outline of Heavenly Knife is Nine Moves of Tianwen. Although I can't exchange for it now, I can buy Tianwen and ponder it …" Mengqi locked the yard door and went to the bookstore.

This world was very strange. There were many poems that Mengqi had read in his previous life, and they were all signed by the original authors.

However, because they had been handed down in a very long time, no one could tell who the original authors were and what their identities and backgrounds were.

Of course, there were many poems with clear origins and spread.

It was near the end of the year and the weather was freezing, but there were many pedestrians on the road, buying goods for the New Year.

Mengqi walked toward the bookstore with his hands behind his back in his wide sleeves. His eyes wandered and looked around the alley.

"Should I go to Lucky Alley to eat the mutton soup of the Jian Family or buy the oil fruit on Many Children Street?" Mengqi thought about lunch.

There were many delicious foods in Yedu, all of which suited Mengqi's taste. When he was not practicing martial arts, he would often walk through the streets and alleys, looking for every "lost treasure". Whenever he found something, he would feel very happy.

Unfortunately, Qi Zhengyan did not want to spend too much energy on food, so Mengqi had to be alone. Every time he did this, he would think that if Ruan Yushu was here, he would definitely follow him.

After buying "Tianwen", Mengqi decided to eat the oil fruit. As soon as he arrived at the stall, he heard people greeting him.

"Hello, Mr. Su."

"Hee hee, I see you again."

Next to the stall were several disciples of the Green Peak Martial Arts Club. They lived opposite Mengqi and often met him at the door and food stalls. After a long time, they would sometimes ask him for the meaning of a word in a script because he was a scholar, so they respectfully called him "Mr.".

Mengqi nodded with a smile. "It's almost the end of the year. You still come to the martial arts club?"

A girl with big eyes said bitterly, "Master said that fists never leave hands and songs never leave mouth. Besides, the martial arts club competition will be held after the end of the year. We also want to stand out and be chosen by the big sects or aristocratic families."

"Tianhe, you've only been learning martial arts for a year. Don't worry." Mengqi knew that ordinary children wanted to reduce the burden of their families and support themselves as soon as possible.

Qu Tianhe smiled and said, "Mr. Su, I'm just saying. Currently, anyone in the martial arts club can beat me."

After a few words of greeting, Mengqi, who was disguised as Su Meng, returned to his yard with the oil fruit. When he passed by the Green Peak Martial Arts Club, he suddenly heard suppressed crying.

He looked up and saw He Mu, a disciple of the martial arts club he was familiar with. He curled his lips and said, "You're a man. Why are you crying?"

He Mu was 14 years old. He had been learning martial arts for four years and had reached the primary level of Qi-cultivation. He was dedicated and enthusiastic about sword art. He often asked Mengqi for advice because he didn't know a word in a sword book he bought.

He Mu rubbed his red eyes and said stubbornly, "I'm not crying!"

"Hey, you lost the competition, didn't you?" Mengqi looked at the wooden sword wound on the back of his hand.

He Mu quickly hid his right hand behind his back and said, "I, I was just careless. Alas, you don't know this."

"Who said that? I'm a martial arts master! "Mengqi said with a smile.

He Mu seemed to be looking for someone to talk to. Hearing that, he didn't take it seriously and said sadly, "The martial arts club competition is coming, but I've lost to Fifth Senior Brother seven times today … Our strength is almost the same. Why do I always lose? I, I think Master He is very disappointed in me. "

Mengqi patted the back of his left hand with the "Asking Heaven" book in his right hand and said excitedly, "How did you lose? Let's see how you fight. "