Chapter 979

On the left was a straight and steep mountain wall, and on the right was a bottomless cliff shrouded in clouds and mist. Ordinary people would be a little scared walking on such a mountain road. If a section of it was blown off, they could only retreat and find a place with gentle terrain to climb over. After all, climbing a cliff on a winter night was not a choice for any rational person. If they were in a hurry, they could easily slip and fall to pieces. If they took their time, it would take almost the same time as climbing over mountains and ridges.

After walking through several similar mountain roads, Mengqi and the Jianghu heroes finally left the Dragon-rocky Mountain area and entered the territory of Qinzhou at dawn.

A wisp of orange-red rose from the point where the heavens and the earth intersected, and it dyed the horizon with brilliant radiance that was too beautiful to behold.

Mengqi quietly breathed a sigh of relief. They hadn't found him yet, which meant that he was temporarily safe.

His injuries had been healed by the Recover Elixir. Even the physical weakness caused by the Sacrifice Formula and the splitting headache had improved a lot. It basically didn't affect his fighting. Only the broken Golden Bell Shield would take more than half a day to recover.

But this didn't affect Mengqi's strength. After that thrilling battle, Mengqi's strength and momentum had climbed to the peak. His perception of Martial Arts and heaven and earth had improved. His bladesmanship had improved, and his genuine Qi had surged. He had opened the Mouth Aperture of Eight Nine Mysteries. His Inner World had become more harmonious, and his ability to avoid disasters had become more outstanding.

Moreover, Eight Nine Mysteries was a peerless Godly Kung Fu to become a sage. When practiced to a deep level, one would have infinite strength, invulnerable to weapons and invulnerable to disasters. It was stronger than the Golden Bell Shield and the Vajra Body Unbreakable Force. Therefore, even though Eight Nine Mysteries had just entered the Seven Apertures, it was stronger than the Golden Bell Shield, which was close to the consummation of the Seven Apertures. If it wasn't for the full strength of the Nine Apertures, or powerful moves or weapons, it would be difficult to hurt Mengqi's body except for the Achilles' heel.

Mengqi's progress in Eight Nine Mysteries was much faster than he expected. This was because the relevant Aperture acupoints had already been opened and condensed by the genuine Qi of the Golden Bell Shield. If he practiced Eight Nine Mysteries again, he would get twice the result with half the effort. He spent very little time on practice, and after being reborn and honed in battles, he was about to catch up to the realm of the Golden Bell Shield.

Originally, if Mengqi finished the Aperture acupoints of the Eighth Aperture of the Golden Bell Shield, he might be able to break through in the dangerous battle like Jiang Zhiwei. He could open the Acupoint of Acupoint of Qi and could more deeply master. Unfortunately, his foundation was not complete. He had not yet. Eight Aperture acupoints would open in three.

In this way, when he practiced the late stage of the Eighth Aperture or the early stage of the Ninth Aperture opened, the Eight Nine Mysteries would completely catch up to the Golden Bell Shield. He would no longer need to be distracted in practicing the main skill. In other words, there was no need for Mengqi to exchange for the Golden Bell Shield at the next level. He should save up Karma points to consider the Exterior chapter of the Eight Nine Mysteries. Just thinking about 10,000 Karma points gave him a headache.

When they arrived at the nearby big city, Mengqi quietly left the team. He changed his appearance and went to the secret contact point of the Six Fan School. This was the city where he had agreed to meet the palindrome.

"None of the Shaolin Elders and Presidents above the Exterior level were in River East at that time … And during this period of time, except for those who had already left the mountain, no one suddenly left the temple …" Mengqi looked at the information provided by the Six Fan School and fell into deep thought.

If he considered that he could send his trusted subordinates to contact him, it would be difficult to find out all the people of the Xuan generation of Shaolin Temple who could pass the Bronzemen Alley.

…

"Where did the Green-robed Rider go?" Jiang Qing's face was full of doubt. His family was an aristocratic family opposite the Dragon-rocky Mountain. They often traded goods here and were very familiar with the local tyrants nearby. However, after searching for a while, there was no trace of the Green-robed Rider. "Did he hide his tracks and directly bypass the city? Or did he break through the encirclement of the Shadow Cold Palm and the others and escape into the depths of the Dragon-rocky Mountain with serious injuries?"

Cui Hao pondered and said, "The person we should be looking for may not be the Green-robed Rider. 'He' may have come in disguise."

"You say he's a famous master? That makes sense. I said it's impossible for such a tyrannical master who has enlightened the Apertures to appear out of nowhere! Unless he suddenly came out of the depths of the mountain by chance … "Jiang Qing suddenly understood and said," The Twelfth Cui, who do you think he could be? "

Cui Hao was silent for a while before saying, "Knife wounds, sword wounds, electric marks. You can't think of anyone?"

"You mean 'Killing Blade' Su Meng?" Jiang Qing suddenly came to a realization and was shocked speechless.

Normally, when one wanted to know the origin of a master who had enlightened the Apertures, they would first consider the top of the Ranking List of Young Masters. Mengqi was ranked 11th. He was proficient in both saber and sword, and his weapon was capable of producing thunder. He was famous throughout the world, so it was not difficult to contact him.

"He, isn't he ranked 11th on the Talent List? I'm afraid only the top five of the Ranking List of Young Masters can face the Shadow Cold Palm, the Flame-scorching Devilman, and the Soul-losing Flute together! "Jiang Qing could not believe it.

Cui Hao had thought about this question for a long time and could not think it through. He said directly, "Have you forgotten that 'Killing Blade' Su Meng came from Shaolin Temple and practiced the Golden Bell Shield, a divine defensive skill? And it is said that he switched to a similar skill. In a life-and-death battle, he has the advantage of being able to trade injury for injury. "

Jiang Qing nodded slightly, feeling that what Cui Hao said made sense.

"However, to be able to do this, he can be considered to be in the top ten of the Ranking List of Young Masters …" Cui Hao said bitterly.

He was born in the Cui Clan of Pinjin and had a distinguished status. He was even one or two years older than 'Killing Blade' Su Meng. However, he had only opened six apertures with his family's Purple Sun Divine Skill and had just started on the Stopping War Swordsmanship. It was hard to say whether he could make it into the Ranking List of Young Masters, let alone the top ten. Even his seventh brother, the legitimate son of the head of the family, 'Purple Pole Sword' Cui Zhe, was only ranked 14th.

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden clamor in front of them. Cui Hao looked up and saw a young man in a green suit. He had a long saber at his waist and rode a white horse. He had handsome features and a masculine temperament. He said loudly,

"The Shadow Cold Palm, the Flame-scorching Devilman, and the Soul-losing Flute are in cahoots with the Unrelenting Tower. They tried to kill me, but I killed them one by one!"

"Shaolin Temple is not far, but the road is dangerous. The Unrelenting Tower and the Heterodox Demons will not give up. If you want the reward or the spoils of war, follow me!"

As he spoke, he urged his horse and galloped out of the city.

Mengqi had already communicated with the local Slivery-badge Arrester and changed his plan. There was no need for Second Young Master Tang to appear. He could show himself and make a scene. The experts of the Exterior of the Six Fan School would follow him in secret and ask for help from nearby masters. They were prepared to take down the Heterodox Demons and the assassins on the red stair of the Unrelenting Tower.

Under normal circumstances, changing one's appearance and moving forward would be the safest choice. However, the closer they got to Shaolin Temple, the more conspicuous such people would be. If they moved forward quietly, it would be easy for them to be killed quietly. No one would know and no one would help. Therefore, Mengqi relied on this method to reach the border of Qin Province. When he was not far from Shaolin Temple, he chose to take a slight risk.

Moreover, the degree of risk this time was very low. It was not comparable to when he was in Dragon-rocky City. The possibility of the Exterior being tempted and waiting in the dark to kill the assassins was very high. There would not be too many of them. At most, the assassins would have to be cautious and have to be held back. But now, the Slivery-badge Arrester of the Six Fan School would definitely come. With him as the liaison and the many Exterior experts nearby, Mengqi could rest easy.

Of course, to Mengqi, their main purpose was to intimidate the Unrelenting Tower and the Heterodox Demons.

"It really is Su Meng, the Killing Blade!" Although Jiang Qing had been mentally prepared, he was still quite shocked. Voices of shock could be heard from all around.

Cui Hao stood there in a daze.

Watching Su Meng leave, Jiang Qing was about to call Cui Hao to follow him when he saw his expression. He was puzzled and waved his hand. "What's wrong, the Twelfth Cui?"

Cui Hao snapped out of his trance and muttered to himself, "So it's him. No wonder, no wonder …"

He had thought that Mengqi looked a little familiar. When he thought of his background as a Shaolin monk and his age a few years ago, he suddenly understood. Wasn't Su Meng, the Killing Blade, the little monk he had met in the lower level of the stupa?

At that time, he had misjudged the situation because he could not see through Meng Qi's background. His father thought that he was inexperienced and grounded him. It was only after a long time that he left to travel.

"Phew, every time I meet him, I suffer a blow …" The pride in Cui Hao's heart suddenly dissipated a lot, and he really wanted to hone himself.

…

White snow covered the mountain, revealing the lush greenery. There were many people coming and going at the foot of the mountain, forming a simple market. At the entrance to the mountain stood a memorial arch with the words "Mount Lotus".

Mengqi was wearing a green robe that fluttered in the wind. There was a saber at his waist and his hands behind his back as he walked forward leisurely. After the commotion, the journey was indeed safe. The monk behind the scenes definitely did not have the time to find a Peerless Master Pros to deal with him. Moreover, he might not be willing to do so. After all, he only knew that there was a traitor in Shaolin, but he did not know who it was. For the time being, he could not threaten him.

"When I left the mountain that day, although I had the intention to sneak away halfway, I never thought that I would see the memorial arch again today …" Mengqi felt a little sad. He stepped over the memorial arch and entered the mountain path.

The Shaolin Temple of the main world was very confident. They did not send disciples to the foot of the mountain to show that they did not monopolize the forest. They only sent two disciples to the pavilion halfway up the mountain, mainly to inform the receptionist of the arrival of guests.

The mountain was empty, and the wind was cold but fresh. Mengqi was not in a hurry. He walked slowly along the mountain path, enjoying the scenery. He was safe now that he was here. This was not a normal situation. He had made a great commotion, which would inevitably attract the attention of the Exterior masters in the temple. If the monk behind the scenes acted rashly, he would only be harmed.

In the pavilion halfway up the mountain, two disciples in gray stood straight and guarded, not daring to be the slightest bit negligent. If they were caught by the Commandment Monk, they would be punished.

One of them was tall, at least nine feet tall, like an iron tower. The other had a green beard on his face, which seemed to grow very fast. It was shaved every day.

Suddenly, they saw a young man in a green robe walking slowly on the mountain path. He had a long saber at his waist, and his hands were behind his back. He was leisurely, and his facial features were handsome. He looked a little familiar.

"Amitabha. Donor, please stop. What brings you to Shaolin Temple?" The young monk with the green beard came forward and saluted.

Mengqi looked at them and smiled. He had met an acquaintance. "Senior Brother Zhen De, Senior Brother Zhen He, don't you recognize your Junior Brother?"

They were Zhen De and Zhen He, who had entered the Shaolin Temple together with him.

"Zhen, Zhen Ding? Killing Blade Su Meng! "Zhen De took a step back. His zen heart was lost, and he looked shocked.

After Zhen Ding was expelled from the mountain, his reputation and strength grew day by day, overshadowing the other Zhen generation monks on the mountain. Zhen Miao and Zhen Ben had both opened Six Acupores and could defeat the Bronzemen Alley at any time. In Shaolin Temple, which had a solid foundation and slow progress in the early stage, they were considered very good. But compared to Zhen Ding, they were nothing!

After all, he also practiced the Golden Bell Shield, which was known for its slow progress!