Chapter 758

"Interested in the Blue-blooded People?" Mengqi suspected that the Third Childe of the Ruan Clan had known about the Blue-blooded People for a long time but kept it a secret. Why did they contact the sects and aristocratic families this time?

Yan Chong took a sip from his bowl. "Old Master Ruan, who had been indifferent to worldly affairs for many years, wrote a letter to the powerful sects and aristocratic families in the nearby states. He mentioned the dangers of the Blue-blooded People and expressed concern about their intention to encroach on Linhai Town. He believed that they had a big plan against the human race, so they had to strike first."

"That makes sense." Mengqi would have found it strange if the experts were not vigilant about the Blue-blooded People. "Is the Ruan Clan anxious about this matter?"

If the Ruan Clan was anxious about this matter, then he had to lend them a hand. Even if he had not crossed the first step of the Celestial Ladder, he could use the Eight Nine Mysteries to resist the Blue-blooded People's ability to control water, which was enough to deal with ordinary Blue-blooded Peerless Masters of the Fourth or Fifth Heaven.

Yan Chong laughed. "Anxious? I can't be anxious even if I wanted to. I don't even know who the Blue-blooded People are, where they often appear, or where they are at the bottom of the sea. How can I be anxious? This requires both divination and collection. It's not something that can be done in a day. "

The bottom of the sea was dangerous. There were many powerful monsters and dangerous places. Fighting in the water would greatly weaken one's senses. Even a Half-step to Dharmakaya would not dare to rush in. Therefore, searching blindly in the boundless ocean was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Then I don't have to rush there." Mengqi returned the toast. He planned to concentrate on cultivation and understanding Dharma and Logos to strengthen his foundation for crossing the first step of the Celestial Ladder.

He had described the "scene" of the trench he saw from the Blue-blooded People's memory to He Jiu, Huang Taichong, and the others. If the Ruan Clan wanted the Blue-blooded People, they would definitely cooperate with Eastsea Sword Village. He did not have to worry about how they would get the information.

Yan Chong asked subconsciously, "Do you have other matters?"

After he asked the question, he automatically shut his mouth. He and Su Meng were only acquaintances. How could he ask about such a deep topic?

Mengqi patted the wine jar and liquefied it, filling the bowl. He laughed and said, "I plan to find a place to live and understand the Dharma and Logos of Heaven and Earth."

"You're about to cross the first step of the Celestial Ladder?"

Meng Qi smiled but did not answer. He only said, "I originally wanted to live next to you, Brother Yan, but I have too many grudges. It's better for me to hide a little."

At this point, he picked up the bowl of wine, gulped it down, turned around, pushed open the door, and stepped into the rain.

The rain fell on his body like pearls of mercury. Not a single trace of moisture could be seen on him. Only the darkness gradually blurred his figure.

Yan Chong stared fixedly at this scene. He turned his head to look at the candle flame that was swaying in the wind and suddenly sighed.

"Night rain, Ten Night, ten World, what will happen in ten years. time.

Nine Nine Ten Moon Night? "

The autumn sky was clear and refreshing. The blue rippling sea was still scorching hot during the day, but at night, the sea breeze blew through the boat, bringing with it the rustling of the autumn.

The autumn sky was clear. The sun shone brightly in the day, but the wind blew through the ship at night.

Unlike other ships, there was a spacious bed placed on its deck. It was a bed that one would feel comfortable just by looking at it.

Meng Qi was lying on the bed with his upper body naked, enjoying the sunbathing. He was so comfortable that he squinted his eyes like a lazy cat.

There were a few tables with grapes, watermelons, and other fruits on them. They were not in season and were cultivated by families who were good at it. They could only be obtained at a high price.

Beautiful maids in gauze skirts sat on the stools on both sides. From time to time, they would peel a grape with their slender fingers and stick a piece of watermelon with a toothpick. Then, they would bring it to Mengqi's mouth.

Meng Qi, on the other hand, only needed to open his mouth and swallow, maintaining his lazy state.

The gentle breeze, the warm sun, the sea, and the deck — everything seemed to have been influenced by Meng Qi to become lazy. The maidservants were a little drowsy, and the servant who brought up the iced sour plum soup could not help but yawn.

"Young master, we've served many guests before, but we've never seen anyone who knows how to enjoy themselves like you do. If they aren't afraid of the intense sunlight, then they can't lower themselves. Only you make us feel so envious. We also want to bask in the sunlight and sleep like this. It seems like our days have become so leisurely." The maid on the left was bare-footed as she peeled grapes, revealing the sparkling and translucent flesh.

"Don't. If my skin turns black, I'll be blamed." Mengqi didn't open his eyes and said sleepily.

After his seclusion, he rented a ship and went to Langya. He was generous and unique, which made the maids and servants very curious.

The maid on the right laughed and said, "After basking in the sun for so many days, I don't see your skin turning black."

She knew that the young master was a Jianghu master, so it would be strange if he got tanned. She laughed and continued, "When we first saw that you wanted to put a cool bed on the deck, we thought you were crazy or those foppish playboys who liked to have fun without any cover. I didn't expect you to use it like this."

As she spoke, she took the iced sour plum soup and stirred it with a spoon. It was crystal clear and gave a cool color.

Mengqi opened his mouth and waited for the spoon to come over. He took a sip of the sweet and sour soup and still didn't open his eyes. He smiled and said, "I will definitely enjoy myself when I can. If I can sit, I won't stand. If I can lie down, I won't sit. If I can be served, I won't do it myself."

The sun shone on his back, making the skin on his back shine with a pale golden color.

"I've heard from previous guests that life is short, so why make things difficult for yourself? Are they talking about people like you?" the other maid joked.

She took the jade "Don't ask for help" and gently scratched Mengqi's back.

The wind was light and the sun was warm. Everyone seemed so relaxed and lazy until a sailor shouted,

"Young master, someone is coming!"

Someone is coming? Shouldn't there be a ship coming? The maids were stunned.

Mengqi had already sensed it and didn't get up. He still closed his eyes and enjoyed it. He said in a low voice, "Don't worry about him."

In the distance, a small boat came riding the wind and waves, leaving a deep water mark behind. A man in white stood on the boat. He was spotless, had an unsophisticated appearance, and had a cold temperament. He held a weapon that looked like a saber or a sword.

His presence was so strong that the sailors ignored the small boat!

The man in white also sensed the ship and found a big bed on the deck. A half-naked young master was lying on the bed lazily and leisurely, bathing in the golden sunlight.

Such a scene made people feel inexplicably lazy and thought that the bed must be very comfortable to lie on.

The man in white didn't move. The small boat changed direction slightly and sailed toward the ship. When it was near, he asked in a strange language of the Great Jin Dynasty,

"Are you from the South Jin Dynasty or the North Zhou Dynasty?"

His tone was cold and indifferent, with a hidden sharpness. His words were clearly heard by everyone on the ship even though they were thousands of feet away.

Mengqi didn't get up and continued eating the melon slices handed to him by the maid. He said lazily, "South Jin Dynasty, where are you from? What do you want to ask? "

The man in white lowered his sword and his expression became solemn. "I'm Ning Tai, a swordsman from Dongsang. I've tested my sword in the whole country and never lost to anyone in the same state. I heard that the South Jin Dynasty and the North Zhou Dynasty are full of talents and heroes. I've come to challenge you. Who is the strongest person below the first Celestial Ladder?"

Dongsang? Mengqi had heard of this Donghai Country. They were located in the depths of the Donghai Country. They had large islands and rich resources, almost comparable to River East. They also had a strong culture of martial arts and many strong people. However, due to the dangerous sea route, most of the merchant ships only went to the Hidden Islands. Few came directly to River East.

Invincible below the first Celestial Ladder? Mengqi smiled and said lazily, "There are many talented people in the Central Plains. There are many masters below the first Celestial Ladder. Who knows who is the strongest without fighting? But He Jiu from Donghai Sword Village and Wang Siyuan from the Wang Family from River East are recognized as outstanding people. "

"Reach the sky in one step?" The man in white's eyes lit up and his arrogance became more obvious. "I wonder where they are now?"

"Wang Siyuan is at his ancestral home in Maoling, River East. He Jiu might be in Linhai Town …" Mengqi pointed out the way with the intention of watching a good show.

Ning Tai listened attentively and touched the scabbard. The small boat turned and flew to Linhai Town.

He didn't choose to fly because he wanted to maintain his peak physical strength and state!

"Young Master, the people of Dongsang are too arrogant and displeasing. You should be a strong person too. Why don't you give it a try?" The maid was experienced and knowledgeable. She could tell from the clues that Mengqi's strength was not weak.

Mengqi half-opened his eyes and laughed. "If it were a few months ago, I would definitely accept such a challenge. But now, I've comprehended the law of heaven and earth. My heart is connected with the eternal Dharma and Logos. I'm following the law of heaven above, the law of earth below, and the law of nature within. I'm calm and modest. How can I still have the will to fight?"

"Why do I feel like I've become a monk …" The maid blurted out in surprise.

Mengqi opened his mouth and took a sip of iced sour plum juice. "Not really. This is a state under a certain stage. It's like the calm before a storm, the accumulation before a flood overflows its banks, and the hammering of a blade. When I get used to this feeling, I'll be able to break through the shackles and usher in an outburst."

"There's a knife buried deep in my heart. My Vital Spirit is calcined, my Gist of Trueness is hammered, and my Dharma and Logos are pondered. It has never shown its edge. It's waiting quietly, waiting to accumulate enough strength and roar out. It'll amaze the world with a single brilliant feat and soar into the sky, cutting off the injustice."

The maid nodded blankly. She didn't quite understand.

The junk ship was still sailing. Meng Qi was still enjoying his lazy time and was in a state of drowsiness.

Langya was in sight. This was the first port in River East and the only port in the world. There were as many ships as there were clouds and people. The smell of fish was always there.

Mengqi, who was sunbathing, suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes were deep and gloomy.

He slowly got up and stretched out his hands. The maid beside him sensibly helped him put on the black clothes.

As Meng Qi put on the suit, his laziness gradually faded away. His temperament became valiant, revealing a sense of pride.

"The young master seems to have changed into another person …" The maids were dazzled.

Meng Qi took out Heaven Inflicted Pain and hung the saber on his waist with his left hand. With this action, it was as if a shackle had been broken. Rays of light bloomed and his momentum became disdainful. His posture became majestic. Just by standing there quietly, he had the heroic spirit of a tiger that could swallow thousands of miles.

In the distance, a skiff flew over with Ning Tai in white standing on it.

He suddenly felt something and looked at the ship. The strange sword in his hand made a soft sound in its sheath.

"Brother, you didn't go to Linhai?" Mengqi smiled.

Ning Tai said with difficulty in the Great Jin language, "He Jiu has arrived at Langya."

He looked straight at Mengqi and held the sword in his hand so that the hilt was in the most convenient position to be pulled out.

The large ship and the small boat formed a sharp contrast.