Chapter 765

The Three Pristines Temple in Langya was a common Taoist temple for people to worship and offer incense. It was neither a sect nor a sect, and its location was not very good, but the incense was still flourishing.

There were only a few masters who had enlightened the Apertures in the temple, so they had no objection to Mengqi's request.

Mengqi had just settled down and had not had time to make tea and ponder over Ruan Yaoguang's attitude when a receptionist came to report that Nie Zhi, the Gold-stamped Arrester of Peng Province, had come to visit.

"Gold-stamped Arrester?" Mengqi was stunned for a moment before he got up and went to the door.

River East included Jiang Province and Peng Province. Langya was the capital of Peng Province, with the government office of Six Fan School. Gold-stamped Arrester and his assistant Purple-ribbon Arrester were in charge of Jianghu affairs. The current Gold-stamped Arrester was Nie Zhi, a Peerless Master Pro in the Five-fold Heaven.

In most cities, such a person would be a big shot whose words carried weight and could shake the entire city with a stomp of his foot. However, Langya had the Ruan family. They had several Peerless Master Pros who could defeat Nie Zhi, not to mention masters of the grandmaster level. If they were to represent the imperial court, Old Master Ruan had always been the Left Chief Minister of the Political Affairs Hall. His position was far above Nie Zhi's. Therefore, Nie Zhi had always kept a low profile in Langya and focused on other cities in Peng Province, just like his colleagues in Guangling and Yedu.

Today, he came to visit? With such doubts, Mengqi walked out of the courtyard and saw Nie Zhi.

Nie Zhi was a white-haired old man, but his Qi and blood were strong, and his teeth were full. There was not a wrinkle on his face. His laughter was like a bell. "Nephew, you are truly an outstanding talent of the younger generation. That blade was shocking. If I ask myself honestly, I would have to avoid it."

He wore a dark red arrester uniform embroidered with gold thread. A golden badge hung at his waist. His back was straight and he did not look old.

Hearing him call him nephew, Mengqi did not know if this was a move to make use of the Su family to get closer to him or if it was really related to the Su family. He saluted and said, "Uncle, you are too modest."

Nie Zhi laughed heartily. "I'm not being modest. I'm old, old, really old."

As he spoke, he stepped into the courtyard. The receptionist tactfully left.

After sitting on the left and right of the stone table, Nie Zhi looked around the courtyard. The wind was blowing slowly, but there was nothing out of the ordinary. He isolated himself from the outside world to prevent eavesdropping.

"My dear nephew, you left home without saying a word and did a lot of things. After that, you disappeared for more than a year and only showed up once in River East. Your father and uncle were very worried that something had happened to you. Now that I've finally met you, how can I 'let it go'?" Nie Zhi said with a faint smile.

If I stay at a fixed place, I may be attacked or besieged. I will not let you go. "Mengqi was embarrassed. He only cared about his sister Ziyue and. Ziyue and Ziyue Su and Gu Changqing were, and Su Ziyue.

"I've offended many masters and experts. If I stay in a fixed place, it's easy for me to be ambushed and besieged. That's why I don't dare to go home before I grow up." Meng Qi pondered.

Master. King in Sect.

Nie Zhi shook his head. "There are many masters in Luoyang. It is one of the safest places in the world. What are you worried about?"

"Uncle, please understand that Luoyang's various defenses are extraordinary and can indeed deter powerhouses. Even Dharmakaya masters may not dare to act recklessly. However, this is only under normal circumstances. If someone disregards their own life and death and insists on taking me down with them, it's useless no matter how many formations and powerhouses Luoyang has. Danger is only a matter of breath!" Mengqi thought of his assassination in Luoyang. "And among the enemies I have offended, there are many who can send such men."

"Is it because of the Buddha's Palm?" Nie Zhi asked curiously.

"More than that. Except for the Changsheng Denomination, I have offended almost all of the Nine Evil Paths. Some of them more than once, especially the Evil Master Han Guang. If he knew I was the one who ruined his perfect plan, he would do it himself …" Mengqi thought for a while and felt that he was fated to be with the Nine Evil Paths.

"You can say that," he answered ambiguously. "How's the situation at home?"

"Your father, uncle, and old lady are healthy. Although they have lost their Marquis title, the title of Eight Super Arresters is enough to deter most thieves." Nie Zhi did not mention Ke Weilan. She was still the same.

He paused and said, "Your father seems to be disheartened. He often reads Buddhist scriptures and Taoist books."

Mengqi nodded. "How about my sister?"

"The family has changed. Ziyue is no longer young and inexperienced. She has worked hard and has improved a lot." Nie Zhi praised.

Mengqi asked about other things and Nie Zhi answered them one by one. It was like a meeting between an uncle and his nephew.

"I wonder what my family thinks about me leaving home?" Meng Qi couldn't help but ask in the end.

Nie Zhi smiled bitterly. "Your father said you are a child of Jianghu. You can't stand being restrained."

Child of Jianghu? "Isn't it just a synonym for being away from home …" Meng Qi smiled bitterly.

After talking about the old days, Nie Zhi's face turned serious. "I have a favor to ask of you today."

"What is it, uncle?" Mengqi knew that he would not come without a reason.

Nie Zhi stroked his white beard. "I hope you can help me find out about the Ruan family's plan to deal with the Blue-blooded People."

He seemed to be quite confident about the relationship between Mengqi and the Ruan family.

"I'm afraid it's not convenient to reveal the specific plan." Mengqi frowned.

Nie Zhi shook his head. "It's not that I want to know. I just want to know the ins and outs of the whole thing. It's the responsibility of the Six Fan School to avoid any sudden incidents and disturbances."

He said a few words of righteousness and then said, "The Ruan family has been in seclusion for a few days to figure out the location of the Blue-blooded People. They have sent grandmasters to search and confirm from time to time, but they have not done anything else. This has caused many speculations."

"At the same time, there are other anomalies. For example, the Master of the Wang family brought the Book of Luo to live in the Ruan family's mansion, but Master Wang stayed alone in the West Mountain Buddhist Temple and did not ask about it. For example, only the junior of Eastsea Sword Village, Invisible Sword He Jiu, came with his entourage …"

Nie Zhi said a lot and finally said sincerely, "If the information you find is confidential and the success or failure of the matter, I won't ask further."

"I will try my best to find out." Thinking of Ruan Yaoguang's attitude, Mengqi was also puzzled and wanted to find out.

As for where to find out, he already had the perfect candidate: Master Wang, Wang Siyuan!

If some people had the tendency to self-destruct, then Grand Wang Trickster had the tendency to play things out. His mental state was very abnormal. Therefore, he would often deliberately remind him to play things out. If he asked him, he would always get some information.

Nie Zhi left with satisfaction. Mengqi drank tea and pondered. Suddenly, he felt something and looked forward.

His vision blurred and a gray figure appeared in front of him!

As soon as he had a premonition, he was approached. What a terrifying strength … Mengqi was fully alert and ready to attack.

He saw a middle-aged monk in a gray robe. He looked simple and honest, but his eyes were rolling around, revealing a bit of a sneaky feeling.

"Amitabha, I'm a monk who stops gambling. Nice to meet you, Donor Su." He put his palms together with a smile.

Stop gambling? Mengqi did not think that he had anything to do with Kill-stopping, because he was a famous monk in Jianghu!

There were many monks with great strength in the world, but most of them came from famous Buddhist temples. Even ascetic monks more or less had their own sects. Only this monk, who seemed to have no background and was a real rogue monk, could become a guru and enter the Terrestrial Rankings, which made many people feel that it was incredible.

Although his background was ordinary, the monk himself gave people a mysterious feeling. He was elusive, and he was addicted to gambling. He would gamble on anything and everything. He would lose everything, except for chopping off his hand. He swore in front of Buddha that he would stop gambling, but he forgot the pain once the scar healed and soon returned to his old ways. Even if he changed his Buddhist name to Kill-stopping, he could not change it.

Logically speaking, a martial artist with such a flaw would either have difficulty improving or would easily fall into someone else's trap. However, Kill-stopping had lived peacefully until now and his strength kept improving. This was one of the reasons why he was mysterious.

There were many rumors about Kill-stopping Monk in Jianghu. Some said that he was a Green or Blue Stair Assassin of the Unrelenting Tower, or even the legitimate identity of the Tower Master of the Unrelenting Tower. Others said that he had a close relationship with the Iron-clad Tower, or perhaps he was in charge of one of the three most mysterious buildings of the Iron-clad Tower. In short, he was a monk full of mysteries.

Mengqi returned the greeting. "What brings you here, Master?"

Kill-stopping grinned. "I heard that Donor Su can bring someone to Lanke Temple to view the Primary Instruction of the Buddha's Palm. This old monk, no, this poor monk is itching to go, so I've come to ask for your permission."

"I'm afraid that Bodhisattva will be displeased if I bring someone there rashly." Mengqi had originally planned to bring Ruan Yushu and the others there. If he went there too often, even if Bodhisattva Yue Moni kept his "great wish" of Sambhogakaya and was not displeased, he would still have to guard against the anger of the other monks in Lanke Temple, which could ruin his plans.

Besides, he was not related to Kill-stopping Monk. Why should he bring him there?

Master of Gambling put his palms together again. "It just so happens that I've lost all my belongings. My sleeves are empty and it's difficult for me to offer anything of value in exchange. How about this? Let's make a bet. If I lose, I'll sell myself to you for three years. If I win, I'll have to trouble you to bring me to Lanke Temple."

"A bet … His gambling habits never change …" Mengqi laughed. "What use do I have for you? Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to have someone following me around every day? "

He had too many secrets. Following a grandmaster was simply courting death. He was not like Immortal Yunhe who could hide behind the Plenitude Gate.

Before Kill-stopping Monk could speak, Mengqi asked, "May I know which senior told you that I can bring someone into Lanke Temple to comprehend the Primary Instruction of Buddha's Palm?"

He would be annoyed to death if word of this got out.

Kill-stopping Monk looked around and said in a low voice, "I'm friends with He Qi. It took me a long time to get this information. Don't worry, no one else knows."

"Sword Maniac" He Qi … "Mengqi recalled that only He Jiu and his servants had come to Eastsea Sword Village this time. He smiled and said," Why don't you go back and think about what can tempt me? "

Kill-stopping Monk frowned. "I'm so poor that I can only rely on myself …"

He sighed and turned to leave, his face full of distress.

Mengqi looked at the back of Kill-stopping Monk in his grey robe and straw shoes. His thoughts shifted and he began to consider the whole matter.

…

In the Ruan Manor, He Jiu, who had been sitting on the bed with his eyes closed, suddenly stood up. He smiled and slowly walked out of the room, full of confidence.

"Young Heightslord, where are you going?" his servant asked in confusion.

He Jiu laughed. "To spar with Su Meng."

"Why, why?" His servant's eyes widened.

He Jiu folded his hands behind his back and sighed. "I entered the Exterior realm a year and a half earlier than him, yet I'm almost at the edge of the first Celestial Ladder. If I go any further, the gap between my realms will gradually widen. If I don't take this opportunity to spar with him now that we're in the same realm, I won't have another chance like this for a long time!"

"If there's a gap between our realms, it won't be fun for either of us. There'll always be a feeling that one of us is bullying the other."

His servant hurriedly comforted him. "Even if he's a Fourth Tribulation, Young Heightslord, you've also reached the sky in a single bound. There won't be too much of a gap."

He Jiu did not hold a grudge. He smiled. "Do I, He Jiu, care about such things? He's indeed improving faster than me now, but there'll be a limit in the future. Maybe he'll be a Half-step to Dharmakaya, a Dharmakaya, or even one of the Six Primogenitors of Taoism. I'll take it one step at a time and steadily. One day, I'll be at the same level as him again. "

His words were full of confidence.

He Jiu laughed loudly and stepped out of the room, heading straight for the Three Pristines Temple.

At the entrance of the temple, he saw a receptionist coming to greet him. "Donor He, Donor Su has been informed of your arrival and invites you to meet him in the Three Pristines Temple."

"Alright." He Jiu did not conceal his breath along the way, so he was not surprised that Mengqi had noticed him.

Under the guidance of the receptionist, He Jiu crossed the square and entered the Three Pristines Temple. The first thing he saw were the three statues at the top.

With the Heavenly Primogenitor in the middle, Primogenitor Daode and Primogenitor Lingbao stood on either side. From left to right, they appeared to be old, middle-aged, and young.

These three statues were either holding a jade Ruyi scepter, a Tai Chi diagram, or a green sword. Although there was nothing magical about them, they were carved so vividly that they exuded wisdom, majesty, vicissitudes, and vastness. Combined with the myths and legends of the Three Primogenitors of Taoism, the hall was filled with an unusual solemnity and immense pressure.

He Jiu subconsciously relaxed his breathing and looked down. He saw Mengqi dressed in black, with his eyes half-closed. He was sitting under the statues of the Three Pristines, looking deep and reserved as if they were one!