heaven money

Meng Qi was not frightened and remained calm. If he could kill this great master with all nine orifices opened with just one sword, he would be surprised!

He raised his left hand and a black iron dart flew out. At the same time, he tiptoed and the Bingque sword came out of its sheath and fell into his left hand.

An Guoxie had just slapped away his sword and had not yet had time to catch his breath when he saw a black iron dart coming towards him. He had no choice but to bite his tongue, unleash the power of the Crazy Sand Divine Art, take a deep breath, swung his left palm diagonally, and dodged to the right.

Damn, where did he get this hidden weapon?
I clearly searched his entire body!

His eyes suddenly focused, and the black iron dart flew closer and suddenly split into seven pieces, hitting seven different directions!

He sent out one attack with his left palm, and dodged two by moving his body to the right, but the remaining four hit An Guoxie hard!
An Guoxie roared in pain, and a layer of black air appeared on his face. The "dispersing poison gas" that he had gradually resisted with the Crazy Sand Divine Art suddenly went out of control, his internal energy disappeared, and the toxicity increased.

I won't give up! His palms were already exhausted, and he roared inwardly, and the Crazy Sand Divine Art went in reverse, operating regardless of anything.

An Guoxie's body suddenly swelled up, like the beginning of a sandstorm, all the poisonous gas and toxins were expelled, and the darts also fell down.

But at this moment, the figure of Meng Qi appeared in his pupils. His grey monk robe was tattered and dirty, his face was handsome and solemn, he held a sword in his left hand, and posed as if delivering a letter.

Then, a pure and condensed sword light lit up, carrying with it a chilling deathly aura, and pierced straight through An Guoxie's face with a momentum of advancing without retreat and moving forward without looking back.

He can also wield a sword...

Where did he get the sword...

Faced with Meng Qi's three consecutive waves of attacks, An Guoxie had exhausted all his transformations and was unable to catch his breath. He could only shrink his head as if he wanted to hide it in his stomach.

After Meng Qi "broke the purity" with one sword, without the Self-Sacrifice Technique, he did not have the strength to strike again, but he was not exhausted. He was able to perform other sword techniques and use the "Yanluo Post".

All his energy and all his thoughts were "concentrated" on the sword. He had only one belief in his heart: either he died or I died!
The sword shone with a solemn, imposing and murderous aura, and by a hair's breadth, it pierced through An Guoxie's forehead before he could soften his bones and lower his head!

An Guoxie had a strange expression, as if he was crying and laughing, as if he couldn't believe it, as if he was resentful and unwilling. His mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to say something, but only a hoarse sound came out.

A translucent sword was nailed between his eyebrows, and blood was flowing out.

Lost...actually lost to a little bald donkey who just got wise...

How could this happen... Why did he recover from all his injuries and improve his martial arts skills... Why did he have knives, swords, and hidden weapons...

But even so, as long as I can recover my breath, I can still kill him...

I'm not willing to give in!

Bang! He fell to the ground with his back to the sky, revealing the Bingque sword with the tip stained with bright red and milky white. His eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes open!
The deceased: An Guoxie.

Identity: The disciple of the weeping old man; a white-headed vulture; a master with all nine orifices opened; No. 36 on the human list.

Cause of death: A sword piercing the forehead, causing the poison to take effect.

Cause of death: softened bones, blackened skin, knife marks on cheeks, and hidden weapons on the body.

Murderer: Shaolin Zhending.

Seeing An Guoxie fall to the ground, Meng Qi did not dare to delay. He stretched out the Red Sun Evil-Suppressing Knife in his right hand and swung it hard, separating An Guoxie's head from his body. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

Looking at An Guoxie's face, Meng Qi suddenly recalled the torture he had suffered before. He suddenly felt happy and laughed out loud. Didn't you say you would break the rest of my body? Didn't you say you would torture me with all kinds of torture? Why are you lying there without saying anything now?

Humph, I am merciful and will not torture your corpse.

Meng Qi was proud for a while. No matter how unexpected it was, no matter whether An Guoxie only had 50% or 60% of his strength left, being able to kill a nine-orifice master with the strength of four orifices was a record to be proud of, and an incredible thing that could make people drop their teeth in shock.

Moreover, this shows that his swordsmanship and internal strength have truly reached the level of masters!
"Yes, it seems that your sword skills and Golden Bell Cover have improved. After today, you will be considered a master in the awakening period. You are expected to be on the human list and replace An Guoxie!"

Shang Yi appeared beside Meng Qi and said with a smile.

"An Guoxie is ranked 36th on the Human Ranking. Now that I have killed him, will I replace him? But this is not good. My true strength may not even be at the level of a beginner on the Human Ranking. If An Guoxie had not been completely unpredictable, I would have lost even if it happened a hundred times."

Hearing Shang Yi's voice, Meng Qi was slightly startled, then came to his senses and said with a bitter face.

He still lacks strength now and doesn't want to be on the list too early and attract attention.

"Forget it, let's not consider this kind of unreliable thing for now. I'd better 'destroy the body' or 'use the body to mislead people' of An Guoxie. Horse bandits are rampant in the vast sea, and nearly a third of them obey the orders of Ze Luoju, a descendant of the Crying Old Man. If people knew that I killed An Guoxie, I'm afraid I would be surrounded by horse bandits as soon as I left the oasis..." Meng Qi quickly restrained all his wild ideas and made a decision.

So he picked up his sword, released his strong energy, and damaged the wounds on An Guoxie's body to prevent others from seeing his special moves.

Looking at An Guoxie's wide eyes, Meng Qi suddenly laughed and said to Shang Yi:
"Brother Huaikong, does this count as not letting the grudge last overnight?"

Shang Yi smiled slightly and said:

"Of course! Although it is said that revenge is never too late, but since I have the ability to do so, I will do it right away. Otherwise, what's the point of practicing martial arts if my mind is not clear?"

Then he looked outside the temple and said:

"Friends outside, since you are here, why not show up and meet me!"

Meng Qi looked outside tensely when he heard this, while Shang Yi waved his hand and whispered:

"This person just came quietly, seemingly wanting to save your life, and has no ill intentions towards you!"

Gu Changqing suppressed his shock, calmly jumped down from the treetop, and walked towards the temple:
"Young Master, you asked for help in the inn before, so I came to see you, intending to confirm your identity and then invite a few seniors to help. Who knew that you would kill An Guoxie by yourself."

When he said the second half of the sentence, he felt a subtle sense of unreality.

Meng Qi almost couldn't remember who the weak scholar-like guy opposite him was. For Gu Changqing, this was just something that happened in the evening, just a few hours later, but for Meng Qi, this happened almost three months ago. It was just a one-time encounter, and he asked for help. If it weren't for his good memory, he would probably blurt out "Brother, who are you?"

He had experienced a lot during this period of time. He clasped his hands together calmly and said, "Amitabha, because of my master's matter, I was captured by An Guoxie and tortured. So when I saw you young heroes, I couldn't help but ask for help. I don't know your name, young heroes. I am very grateful for your help."

He deliberately didn't mention the previous battle because he hadn't thought of an excuse yet.

Gu Changqing waved his hand and said with some shame: "I am Gu Changqing from Gujiabao. I just came to take a look. How can I be called a helping hand?"

"The fact that he has the heart to save people and actually takes action is enough to show that Mr. Gu is a chivalrous man."

Meng Qi said this sincerely, and at the same time, he had an idea. Gu Changqing seemed to be a native of the Western Regions and should be quite familiar with the vast Gobi Desert. He would have to trouble him for help in his search for his junior brother.

Shang Yi also nodded and said, "The little monk is right. These evil people will do anything to achieve their goals. Young Master Gu is willing to take the risk of offending An Guoxie in order to save people. He is really chivalrous!"

He was praising Gu Changqing while also indirectly reminding Gu Changqing that the evil people would stop at nothing and might take advantage of the situation to put pressure on Gujiabao.

Hearing what the two said, Gu Changqing couldn't help showing a hint of joy and satisfaction on his face:

"This is what people of our generation who are upright should do. I don't deserve your praise. I wonder what your Dharma name is? To be able to kill An Guoxie, you must be someone unknown in the Great Jin Dynasty."

He could tell from Meng Qi's accent that he was a monk from the Great Jin Dynasty.

"My Buddhist name is Zhending. I just relied on my unique secret method to quietly unblock the acupuncture points. I also had a bottle of poison and a poison dart on me, so I took advantage of the time when An Guoxie was busy healing his wounds and killed him. My strength is much inferior to his." Meng Qi had already thought of an excuse. He attributed it to the fact that he had a unique skill that could open the acupuncture points. Anyway, An Guoxie was dead, and no one knew that he had destroyed his Dantian and broken his arm. No one knew whether those swords and knives were his trophies that he used.

Gu Changqing thought back to what had just happened. Apart from the slightly wrong beginning, it seemed to fit the story quite well. In addition, the Dharma name Zhending was indeed unknown. So he smiled and nodded, saying, "An Guoxie roamed the vast sea, was cruel and powerful, but he eventually died because of his own carelessness. It's really the law of heaven, karma."

Then he looked at Shang Yi and said:

"I don't know where this young man is from. I was outside the temple just now and didn't even notice how he appeared!"

Shang Yi smiled and said:

"My name is Huaikong, I'm a wandering man in the martial arts world. I've just been traveling around the martial arts world recently and I don't have much fame yet!"

Gu Changqing was surprised when he heard this:

"Huaikong!? Are you the young hero Huaikong who killed many bandits on the way from Liushaji to Yuhai? "

Shang Yi was slightly stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that someone actually knew him.

But it makes sense. He killed a lot of horse bandits at that time, including a warrior with nine orifices opened, which would naturally attract some people's attention. As a native of Hanhai, Gu Changqing would naturally know himself as he was well-informed.

While the three of them were chatting, Meng Qi began to ask Gu Changqing about Zhenhui's whereabouts.

"Donor Gu, because of An Guoxie, I got separated from my fellow apprentice. I wonder if you have seen a monk younger than me who is also dressed like this?"

"No." Gu Changqing shook his head. "The Western Region monks dress differently from the Great Jin. I have never seen them before. What happened to separate you?"

Meng Qi pondered for a moment, thinking that even facing An Guoxie, a nine-orifice master, Gu Changqing had the courage to come and inquire about the situation, acting as a hero, so he roughly described what happened, but did not mention his attempt to escape. Finally, he said, "I wonder how much Mr. Gu knows about the terrain of the vast sea. Can you explain it to me so that I will not be at a loss as to where to find him?"

"Master Xuanbei fought fiercely with the crying old man. It was such a shocking battle that I wish I could witness it with my own eyes." Gu Changqing sighed for a few times and said, "My family has lived in the vast sea for generations, and I know the terrain quite well. It is extremely complicated and it is difficult to describe it in detail at once. If you don't mind, I am willing to lead the way for you."

Meng Qi had intended to ask him for his "geographical knowledge" and to recommend a reliable guide, but he actually volunteered. He was stunned for a moment: "Donor Gu, where are your companions?"

Gu Changqing showed a little contempt on his face: "I have always thought that they are also chivalrous people who are willing to be loyal to me. Now it seems that they are all timid and cowardly. Compared with my little master who took the risk to find his junior brother, it is really not worthy of the stage. Therefore, I am willing to help my little master."

If one wants to find the true wisdom, one must go deep into the vast ocean. By then, horse bandits will be rampant, Luoju will be extremely powerful, and there will be dangers everywhere.

After hearing Gu Changqing's comments about the three companions, Meng Qi decided not to make friends with the Snow Mountain Sect disciples. They were timid and fearful, and might very well betray his whereabouts.

He clasped his hands together and said sincerely, "Amitabha. On behalf of my junior fellow apprentice, I would like to thank you, Mr. Gu."

Then he looked at Shang Yi again. He knew that Shang Yi had comprehended the six supernatural powers of Buddhism and had mysterious methods, so he might be able to help find true wisdom.

Shang Yi transmitted the message:
"Don't worry, although I can't find Zhenhui, I can see from you and Master Xuanbei that he will be fine. If you look for him patiently, you will find him!"

Meng Qi felt relieved when he heard this. Although Shang Yi's words were vague, he knew that Shang Yi had comprehended the six supernatural powers of Buddhism, and he understood that Shang Yi should really be able to see some true wisdom from them.

As long as true wisdom is not dangerous, it is good!
Shang Yi shook his head in his heart. Of course, he could use his destiny to connect cause and effect and find true wisdom, but true wisdom was the reincarnation of a wisp of consciousness from Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun. If he took action, he would certainly alarm this awakened great master of creation.

Although he knew that Taiqing had no ill will towards him, he was not willing to pretend to be too strong for the time being. It made him feel too insecure.

Now that Meng Qi was free, Shang Yi was not going to waste time here anymore. He sent a message through his telepathy:

"I plan to go to Xianji to practice for a while, and by the way, I will collect some good deeds to exchange for materials to repair the two precious weapons inherited from Zhaobao Tianzun in my hands. I will not act with you!"

Then he said:

"You two, I'm alone and can't help you find anyone for now, so I'm leaving first!
If you need me, come to Liushaji to find me. I am not good at finding people, but I think I have some strength in fighting with others!"

Having said that, he disappeared in front of the two of them.

"What a light gong!"

Seeing Shang Yi suddenly disappear, Gu Changqing couldn't help but be shocked.

The next moment, Shang Yi's figure appeared outside the Liusha Collection again and walked straight into the Liusha Collection.

When Shang Yi appeared again in the "No. 1 Family in the Vast Sea", there was a sudden silence and everyone looked at Shang Yi. Regardless of Shang Yi's realm and strength, the fact that Shang Yi comprehended the divine feet ability at the stage of awakening proved Shang Yi's potential.

The six supernatural powers of Buddhism cannot be matched by ordinary martial arts. It requires extremely deep understanding of Buddhism. Even many powerful monks have not been able to comprehend it.

Shang Yi, a teenager who was not even a Buddhist, had already comprehended the "Six Supernatural Powers", including the "Divine Foot Power" that allowed him to come and go freely and cover a thousand miles in one step.

Not to mention what will happen in the future, just the current situation allows Shang Yi to be invincible among people of the same realm, and he can save his life even in an outdoor scene.

Shang Yi did not feel uncomfortable with the gazes of the crowd. He walked back to his room calmly, sat cross-legged on the bed and closed his eyes to practice.

Shang Yi's aura was restrained, as if he was an ordinary person sitting cross-legged on the bed.

There were no strange visions, no surging aura, and no deep insights, but Shang Yi easily broke through again and entered the realm of "returning to nature".

This realm has reached the extreme of the awakening period in the system of the Supreme Being of the World. It is not that it cannot be further improved, but for ordinary people, the improvement in strength obtained by breaking through the external scene is obviously much greater than the cultivation in the awakening period.

However, Shang Yi is not an ordinary person. His own realm is extremely high, and his understanding of the Tao is already close to that of the great powers on the other side. The improvement of his realm is secondary to him.

What is important is the understanding of each realm and the polishing of one's own foundation.

What's more, he knew clearly that he was in a small team with Meng Qi and others. If he rashly broke through to the outer scene, he would soon become a thorn in the eyes of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. It would be better to keep a low profile and strike the Demon Buddha at the critical moment. It would be best if he could snatch the "Seal of Reincarnation" that he had been thinking about from the Demon Buddha.

Just after the breakthrough, Shang Yi suddenly thought of a realm - "I am two levels higher than Guizhen", but he didn't know whether the realm of enlightenment he had realized was stronger or weaker than the realm of enlightenment evolved from the golden finger of "Emperor Xuantian".

At this time, an illusory inner world has taken shape in Shang Yi's body, reflecting the real world. Although he has not broken through the outer world, he can still use the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows to mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and can fight across the outer world barrier! (End of this chapter)