Looking at Jiang Hengchuan's back, Mengqi's eyes were gloomy. Finally, he shook his head and smiled. He went down the Hero Tower and went straight to the Yellow Court Temple.
Now that he had been confirmed as not a chess piece, he could openly visit the young masters and ask for the reason. He didn't have to expose his identity as a Secret-searching Nark. He wanted to see how the mastermind behind the scenes would respond.
In the game of Go, this was called playing with one's hand.
The Yellow Court Temple was located in the east of the city. It bathed in the morning light and the cold moon.
Qing Yu lived in the guest yard. When Mengqi opened the door under the guidance of the receptionist, he saw Qing Yu's back to him. He was paying respects to the Heaven Sovereign and doing his afternoon class.
He was wearing a cyan Taoist robe and a purple crown. His movements were meticulous. He didn't look like a young man, but more like an old man whose body had been buried by time. He was equally focused.
Mengqi had the experience of watching the old man's statue in the morning, so he calmed down and didn't disturb him. He sat on the stone chair and waited for Qing Yu.
After a long time, Qing Yu finished his afternoon class. He slowly turned around and walked to Mengqi with "Time Sword" in his hand. He had an indecipherable smile on his face. "What a big show last night."
"A big show?" Mengqi asked subconsciously. He immediately understood what Qing Yu meant. It seemed to be an old-fashioned show full of loopholes and strange plots.
Qing Yu put away his smile and sat upright. "Donor Su, what brings you here?"
"I want to know why you came to Maoling." Mengqi went straight to the point without any concealment.
Qing Yu raised his eyebrows and pursed his thin lips. He couldn't help but laugh. "So you're not."
"I'm not." Mengqi didn't feel ashamed at all.
Qing Yu didn't answer directly. Instead, he stroked the blade of "Time Sword" and said, "Since you're not, why should I tell you?"
"Because it has something to do with the trap I fell into last night." Mengqi's mouth twitched.
Qing Yu still didn't answer. He fixed his eyes on Mengqi, as if he wouldn't talk if Mengqi didn't give him valuable information.
Mengqi paused. "'The Astounding' came here because his family was involved in the Lucky Chance. 'The Ledgerkeeper of Lives' came here because someone wanted to compete with him. Well, he used every young master who came to Maoling as a chess piece."
Qing Yu 'hand holding "Time Sword" suddenly tightened. His face slightly changed and became cold. "Someone told I that there was a relic in Maoling, and there would be a lot of young masters, including the top 10 of Ranking List of Masters. I I could compete with them. That, so I came. I."
"Are you here to learn from each other?" Meng Qi thought of what Qing Yu had said in the Hero Tower and believed this reason.
A hint of fanaticism appeared on Qing Yu's face. "Yes, I will gather all the heroes in the world."
"May I know who told you this?" Meng Qi went straight to the point.
Qing Yu shook his head. "I don't know. Someone sent a letter to I. Maoling is the hub of the Yangtze River, and there are many masters. Sneaky villains couldn't do anything to harm I. So I came to Maoling to explore. The result was in line with the letter. I didn't expect to be used as a chess piece …"
He gritted his teeth a little when he said the last half of the sentence.
"In fact, it's easy to solve the problem." Mengqi said with a smile.
Qing Yu loosened his grip on the blade. "I'd like to hear the details."
"As long as you leave Maoling and go back to your families, no matter what kind of plan or conspiracy you have, it will all be in vain." When he said this, Mengqi suddenly felt like he was persuading a runaway child to return to his parents' arms.
Qing Yu snorted. "How can I be as timid as a mouse? Since someone dares to use I as a chess piece, I will overturn their chessboard and see what they are capable of! "
"And the more it is like this, the more I look forward to the young masters. If I don't meet them, how can I be willing to leave?"
Qing Yu's firm attitude made Mengqi speechless. He could only say, "If you find any clues in the future, please don't hesitate to tell me."
Qing Yu held the handle of "Time" and put away his arrogance, stubbornness, and gnashing teeth. He said calmly, "You have to prove that I's clues will not be given to the wrong person. If I go through so much trouble to tell you the news, but you die in a dark corner, won't it be a waste of I's effort?"
Understanding the meaning of Qing Yu's words, Mengqi cupped his hands and said, "Please enlighten me, brother."
Qing Yu didn't draw his blade immediately. Instead, he looked at Mengqi's eyes and said word by word, "The bladesmanship I practice is the 'Five Emperors' Blade of Five Directions' recorded in the 'Jade Book of the Emperor of Heaven'. There are five movements in total and thousands of variations."
As he spoke, his momentum gradually rose. He was noble and majestic, looking down on the common people. The void around him shook slightly, as if it was worshiping the ruler.
In the ancient times, there were Qing Emperor Duke of the East, Golden Emperor Queen Mother of the West, Black Emperor Zhen Wu, and Fire Emperor Feng Xi. They were known as the "Five Emperors of Five Directions" together with the Central Celestial Ruler, but they were all inferior to the Celestial Ruler. Therefore, Qing Yu had the saying that the Celestial Ruler suppressed the ancient times.
Among them, the Fire Emperor Feng Xi was the Demon Saint. When the Celestial Court fell, the Nine Levels of Heaven disappeared, the Celestial Ruler died, and the other three emperors either disappeared or passed away, she reached the peak and caused chaos on the earth.
As Qi activity and spirit confronted each other, Mengqi's momentum changed accordingly. Together with the stone table, the stone bench, the grass, the trees, the smoke from the Yellow Court Temple, and the swallows flying in the sky, he complemented each other and coexisted harmoniously. He was covered with the mortal world, but also not in the mortal world. "The bladesmanship I practice is the 'Ananda Oath-breaking Bladesmanship'. The mortal world is full of karma, and the immortals are not separated from the mortals."
The only bladesmanship he could openly announce his name was the 'Ananda Oath-breaking Bladesmanship'. At this time, he also operated the mental cultivation method of this bladesmanship, releasing his spirit and half-blending into the environment.
At the same time, Mengqi used the Eight Nine Mysteries to deliberately change the reaction of the outer muscles and the flow of genuine Qi on the surface of his body. He couldn't sense Qing Yu's state, and he couldn't let Qing Yu easily spy on him.
Qing Yu slowly drew out the "Time". His movement was ancient and clumsy, with a strange cautiousness, as if he was afraid of disturbing the time and leaving mottled marks, full of charm.
A flash of knife light flashed, and the passing of time was like this!
Under the influence of Qi activity, Mengqi also reached for the handle of the knife. His movement was so fast that it was like an illusion. Just as Qing Yu was about to draw out the knife, he saw the silver light jump out.
Life was fast, and death was also fast. Life was like a white steed passing through a crack. In an instant, endless beauty bloomed, and a lifetime of brilliance. This was the true meaning of the mortal world.
Mengqi's state of mind had changed, so he could draw out the knife so quickly. Countless movements happened in an instant, and they were imprinted in time.
Of course, this was also because of the mutual stimulation of the momentum of the two. Under the influence of Qi activity, they both climbed to the peak that was difficult to reach in the past.
That was why so many masters were looking for an equal opponent. It was easy to find a beauty, but difficult to find a good enemy. Without "you", how could I touch the will of heaven with my knife alone?
Qing Yu's movement was very slow, and his charm was long. His voice was ethereal, as if falling from the Ninth Heaven.
"This move is' Qing Emperor Exterminates Longevity '."
As soon as he finished speaking, "Time" fell from the sky like lightning.
The trajectory of this knife was so mysterious that it could not be described in words. There was no sound of wind, and the knife force seemed to disappear. There was no change in the surrounding airflow, but Mengqi felt that his vitality was disappearing, and it was going to "Time".
The vitality of the fallen leaf was disappearing, the vitality of the stone table was disappearing, and his own vitality was also disappearing!
If his vitality was cut off, what was the difference between dodging or not dodging?
The silver light suddenly brightened, and the wild snakes danced and flickered, like ghosts attacking people's hearts.
The knife light was ethereal, and it seemed to be greedy and detached.
Qing Yu's eyes were dull, and his face was filled with fanaticism. Time slowed down.
It was this slow down! "Heaven Inflicted Pain" shot out like lightning, cutting into the knife momentum of "Qing Emperor Exterminates Longevity", and grasped a little vitality!
"Clang!" The two knives collided, and the sound was clear, like the sound of a bell.
"Good bladesmanship!" Qing Yu put his knife back into the sheath, and gave a word of praise, his face full of excitement.
"'Qing Emperor Exterminates Longevity' is almost flawless, but the person holding the knife is not Qing Emperor, and there is also the heart of the secular world." Mengqi praised in this way.
He was so happy to experience another wonderful bladesmanship that he could not wait to go back and study it carefully, so as to strengthen his accumulation of bladesmanship, and perfect the essence of bladesmanship.
"Abiding by the precepts and breaking the precepts, two minds at the same time. It is indeed a masterpiece of the peak of bladesmanship." Qing Yu paused and said, "After receiving the letter, I used the resources of our sect to search for the person behind the scenes, but the harvest was not great, and we only found traces of two lost skills."
"What skills?" Mengqi was refreshed. It seemed that Qing Yu was not as arrogant as he looked, and came only after investigation.
Qing Yu smiled and said, "Others may not know, but our sect is the orthodoxy of Heaven Sovereign. How can I not know? One is Fire Lord's' Heaven-catching Skill of Nine Fires', and the other is Civil Star's' All Things Returning Skill '."
"Lost skills of the Celestial Court …" Mengqi thought of many things, but he could not determine which force it was. It was possible that it was Demoness Gu, or the Myths organization with the name 'Ancient Gods'.
Qing Yu patted the "Time", his robe fluttering, and he looked happy.
"Today's competition is over. Next time we meet, I will develop 'Fire Emperor Incinerates Heaven and Earth'."
"Good." Mengqi was happy to hear that.
Both of them fought with Exterior bladesmanship, and they did not continue to consume each other's strength because they were afraid of the person behind the scenes.
…
After leaving the Yellow Court Temple, Mengqi immediately raised his guard. He had made a move, but how would the person behind the scenes respond?
The rest of the young masters had not surfaced, and he did not know who else there was. He could only lay low for the time being and wait for changes.
When he returned to his rented courtyard, Mengqi saw that the coffin had been taken away by Jiang Hengchuan, and the courtyard was empty. He cleared his mind and began to practice Golden Bell Shield and Eight Nine Mysteries. These were his fundamentals, and he could not forget them.
"Knock, knock, knock."
At dusk, the knocking on the door startled the birds, waking Mengqi up from his practice.
Before opening the door, he had already sensed the identity of the visitor from his breath and movements. It was "The Astounding" Jiang Hengchuan.
"Any clues?" Mengqi opened the courtyard door with a squeak.
Jiang Hengchuan's face was slightly gloomy. "No. The characteristics of the wood carving are obvious. I found the craftsman, but there are many people coming and going, and many people buy the wood carving. The wood carving itself is similar, so how could he remember who bought it? I used some means to confirm that he did not lie or hide anything. Then there are no clues on the note. "
The so-called obvious characteristics of the wood carving meant that if it was made by hand, different craftsmen had different styles and characteristics. It was not difficult to find a knowledgeable person to distinguish them. The wood carving itself was similar to the wood carving made by the same craftsman. Although it could not be exactly the same, the craftsman himself would not be able to distinguish which wood carving was sold at that time, unless it was particularly perfect or incomplete, and the person behind the scenes would not buy a special wood carving with a high degree of identification.
"I'll study the wood carving, the note, and the paper ball." Mengqi frowned slightly. "By the way, which craftsman was it?"
"Craftsman Li of Yellow Flower Alley. He made them himself and sold them on the street." Jiang Hengchuan returned the three items to Mengqi and left. He planned to investigate other clues in Wind-listening Villa.
Mengqi first looked at the note with "Killing Blade" Su Meng written on it and found that the ink on the edge of the note was slightly blurred. It seemed that the person who wrote it had touched it.
Then he picked up the wood carving and went straight out.
Others might not be able to get the answer, but he might not!
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