heaven money

Meng Qi ran closer, but did not chase after him. Instead, he slowed down and stopped in front of Gu Changqing.

The vaguely recognizable features, the increasingly masculine temperament, and the blood slowly flowing from the knife all caught Gu Changqing's eyes, leaving him stunned for a moment after he had escaped from Lei Yan's harassment.

Then, he saw the black-clad man in front of him curl his lips and reveal a bright smile:
"A cloud-piercing arrow, thousands of troops come to meet you!"

As soon as the voice fell, the Luo Sect members who had not had time to escape fell to the ground one by one, like weeds bent under a strong wind. They were all people Meng Qi had passed by.

"Thanks for the help."

Gu Changqing took a deep breath and bowed.

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but your appearance hasn't changed much. I can recognize you at a glance."

Meng Qi smiled.

Gu Changqing smiled bitterly:

"I started traveling as an adult, unlike you. If it weren't for the reputation of Crazy Blade, I wouldn't have dared to recognize you.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, the two looked at each other in silence for a while, not knowing what to say to narrow the distance between them after three years.

"Let's leave here first, to prevent the Luo Sect masters from arriving."

Meng Qi looked around, fearing that the graceful figure in a white dress would suddenly appear.

"it is good."

Gu Changqing didn't say anything more. He squatted down and searched for something in his master's arms.

When he regained consciousness, he discovered that his master had died of poison. The claws of the Hungry Ghost were not easy to withstand!
As expected, he found something, put it in his arms, and hurriedly left with Meng Qi.

After changing directions continuously and eliminating all traces, Meng Qi paused and asked in confusion:

"How did your escort agency offend the people of Luo Sect?"

The Zhongzhou Escort Agency is neither big nor small, and it should try its best to avoid direct conflict with the Nine Evil Paths.

"I don't know either. After we escorted a batch of goods to Nanzhou, we originally planned to buy some local specialties and sell them back in Beijing to avoid wasting money. Unexpectedly, a man in a black cloak came to our door and asked us to escort a black wooden box to the capital. He said that someone would come to pick it up later." Many of his companions died. Gu Changqing didn't want to be confused and tried his best to recall what happened. "Halfway through, the chief escort came to pick us up in person, saying that they met by chance halfway..."

"When we arrived at the small town ahead, the chief escort suddenly said he had something important to do and parted ways with us."

The person involved is confused. When Gu Changqing was involved in this matter, he did not think there was a problem. But now that he thinks about it carefully, he feels that the bodyguard's thing is more and more strange, so he took out the black wooden box in his arms and opened it carefully.

"The seal is damaged. Someone must have opened it before."

Meng Qi's eyes were experienced.

Gu Changqing nodded, without saying anything more, slowly opened the box, revealing what was inside.

Inside was a layer of bright red petals, bright red and without any sign of withering. On top of them was a strange-shaped object that seemed to be made of gold and inlaid with red and purple gems, engraved with strange patterns. If you looked closely, you would feel dizzy.

The patterns and gems on this object are incomplete, and it seems to be half or part of an object.

"It's like a token, but it was split in half."

Meng Qi groaned.

Gu Changqing pursed his lips:

"Perhaps the chief escort took it away and sent his troops into the capital in two groups."

"I don't know what's so special about this token... Anyway, let's go back to the capital first. Once we get to the capital, we won't tolerate the Luo Cult's rampage."

Meng Qi studied it carefully for a while but found no clues.

"Ah."

Gu Changqing put away the wooden box and did not bother Meng Qi.

After the discussion just now, the unfamiliarity between the two faded a lot. Meng Qi asked while walking:
"Why do you want to be a escort leader?"

"If you live under someone else's roof, you have to find a way to eat. And if you practice martial arts, you always have to find a place to use them, otherwise you will lose your skills."

Gu Changqing said concisely.

"It sounds like the Xie family is not very enthusiastic about you..."

Meng Qi didn't say much, as distance would not interfere with close ties.

Gu Changqing smiled:

"After all, we were separated by a layer of relationship. I was kicked out by the Gu family. They took me in and gave me a place to stay. This was already precious. Moreover, I later won the favor of the chief escort leader. My own strength improved greatly, and they also became much warmer to me."

Seeing that Gu Changqing did not show any extreme resentment, Meng Qi felt relieved, but he didn't know whether he still adhered to the concept of eradicating all evil.

"Changqing, Zeluo Ju is dead. What are you going to do? Be a escort leader for life?"

There was a big river ahead, the water was sparkling, Meng Qi suddenly asked.

Gu Changqing was stunned.

Meng Qi said seriously:
"I know you still have some unresolved issues."

"I still want to step into the Gu family again and ask the clan leader if he regrets it..."

Gu Changqing's eyes became gloomy and dark.

Meng Qi said sincerely:
"I hope you won't be entangled in hatred for the rest of your life. Think about what to do after you return to the Gu family."

"do what……"

Gu Changqing was a little confused. Over the past three years, the thought of revenge had kept him going, and he had never thought about what he would do after his revenge was successful.

Meng Qi exhaled:

"My master's family was also harmed by the Crying Old Man's lineage. Now he has taken revenge, but I believe he will not lose himself because of this. When the hatred is over, he will surely be able to achieve enlightenment."

"How can the Divine Monk Xuanbei be what we are capable of?"

Gu Changqing smiled bitterly, his voice gradually becoming lower.

Meng Qi stopped by the river and said to himself:

"If you could obtain an excellent technique, but spend the rest of your life passing it down and promoting it, would you be willing?"

"Ah?" Gu Changqing was shocked and confused.

Meng Qi suddenly smiled brightly and said:

"Let's not talk about this for now. We'll talk about it in detail when we get to the God's Capital."

At this moment, Gu Changqing wanted more than ever to beat up the guy in front of him who was smiling with two rows of white teeth showing.

…………

The canal connects the rivers and carries goods that are needed for the daily lives of millions of people. It can be said to be the lifeline of the divine city.

The river is wide, the waves are rising and falling, and thousands of sails block out the sun, creating a lively scene.

On a ship, Yan Chong, the "River of Sword Qi", was drinking with others.

"Brother Fan is here to welcome me as the top scholar, which makes me flattered."

He did it first.

The man opposite was wearing a dark red police uniform with a small silver seal hanging around his waist. He had handsome features, a slightly hooked chin, and a calm temperament. He was none other than Fan Changmiao, the top scorer in martial arts this year.

"Haha, Brother Yan is ranked second on the list. Wherever he goes, won't he attract more attention than the number one scholar?" Fan Changmiao said with a smile:
"Besides, we all have a close relationship with the prince, so why should we be polite to one another?"

Yan Chong smiled bitterly and said:
"I came here second for no apparent reason. It was all thanks to the people in front of me who broke through or were killed."

"So what? Where can the number two on the Human Ranking go without stirring up trouble and forcing most forces to bow down to him?"

Fan Changmiao is full of energy and enthusiasm.

Yan Chong was about to speak when he suddenly felt something strange. He turned his head abruptly and looked out the window. He happened to see a ship passing by with a man standing on the bow.

The man was dressed in black, with a strange long sword on his waist. He had a handsome face and masculine temperament. He stood with his hands behind his back like a pine tree, forming a harmonious whole with the river, breeze, scattered clouds, ships, etc.

As if sensing Yan Chong's gaze, the man turned his head, met his eyes, and nodded in greeting.

"He's here too..."

Yan Chong whispered to himself.

"Who?"

Fan Changmiao also saw this person.

"Crazy knife!"

Yan Chong narrowed his eyes.

Fan Changmiao's expression changed repeatedly:
"He has also arrived in the capital..."

Another ship passed by, blocking the view. Waves surged on the river, and there seemed to be a wind.

The mad sword enters the capital!

These four words quickly spread throughout the Divine Capital, and people were talking about it on the streets. Countless curious people were eagerly waiting and inquiring about where Meng Qi was staying, guessing the purpose of his high-profile visit to the Divine Capital.

For them, the external scenes are too far away from themselves, while the human list is real and "within reach". They can talk about it a lot, and who knows, maybe one day they or their children will be on the list?

Therefore, the arrival of the current top-ranked person in Beijing naturally caused a sensation.

"He is only number one on the Human Ranking, not even half a step away. Why do you need your Highness to come and visit him in person? Sending someone to invite him would be enough to flatter him."

Inside the Antai Building, the environment is quiet and peaceful, with rockeries and trees forming a world of their own. Feng Zheng looked down on it:
"And according to Yan Chong, he is not yet at the level of He Jiu and Wang Siyuan."

Jin Wang Zhao Yi walked among the trees with his hands behind his back, laughing softly:
"How can you underestimate the number one on the Human Ranking? You haven't made half a step today. What about three years later? Five years later? Ten years later? You need to have a broad vision. Some things cannot be rushed. It is best to prepare early."

“What’s more, Kuang Dao is not only the number one on the Human Ranking, he also has a close relationship with Jiang Zhiwei, a disciple of Tianwai Divine Sword, and is also friends with Zizai Buddha, who even helped him several times. Not only that, his master, Xuanbei Divine Monk, achieved enlightenment after taking revenge, and is about to break through to the Dharmakaya realm. With such connections, what he represents is more than just the number one on the Human Ranking!”

Feng Zheng was shocked when he heard that, and was horrified at how wide Kuang Dao's network of contacts was, especially Zizai Buddhist. He was now the personal eunuch of King Jin, so he naturally knew about the terrifying arrows that shot across the sky of the real world when many forces united to covet the commercial building. He knew how terrifying Zizai Buddhist was!
He was just a little dissatisfied with his master's emphasis on Su Meng, but he could still listen to the reason. Yes, although the emperor was not in his prime, he was still far from old age. No one knew how long he could remain in the throne, maybe three to five years, maybe ten years.

As for the previous number one on the human list, except for those who died unexpectedly, most of them became off the list not long after being removed from the list. The best among them made great progress and grew rapidly, such as Shang Yi, Su Wuming, Gao Lan and Han Guang. So don’t think that you have only won over the top of the human list now. When you need him in ten years, he may be a master!

Even if it only takes three to five years, we can expect Su Meng to become an outstanding first-class master among the outdoor scenes!

"Your Highness is far-sighted..." Feng Zheng smiled.

As a personal eunuch, although he was quite wary of the prince's trust in others, who wouldn't want to follow a capable master?
Passing through the courtyard of Antai Building, Zhao Yi saw a beautiful scene of lakes and mountains, shaded by green trees. It was sparsely populated with only a few small buildings standing in the middle, and he enjoyed the tranquility.

"Although it is a fake lake and fake mountains, Antai Tower is indeed worthy of its reputation as it occupies such a large area in the outer city of Shendu." Zhao Yi stopped to admire the scenery.

Feng Zheng snorted, "If you act so ostentatiously under the emperor's feet, you will get into trouble sooner or later."

The background of Antai Tower is mysterious and is said to be related to some aristocratic families in Shendu.

Zhao Yi smiled and shook his head, jumped over the "small lake" and walked towards the small building at the far end.

When they arrived in front of the building, a waiter came out and said respectfully, "Mr. Su, please come upstairs to taste tea."

Feng Zheng's face changed slightly, he was a little embarrassed and annoyed, and he looked at Meng Qigao again. Although the two of them did not deliberately hide their whereabouts, they did not make a big fuss either, and tried their best to pretend to be ordinary people. Who knew that Su Meng could sense it in advance!

The waiter led the way in front, walking lightly, causing Zhao Yi and Feng Zheng to also lower their voices.

After going upstairs, Zhao Yi saw Meng Qi at a glance. He had changed into a blue Confucian robe and was sitting behind the table with three tea cups in front of him and a slightly red copper stove next to him.

The gently blowing autumn wind, the painting shaded by green trees, the room exuding the fragrance of bamboo, the "red" stove boiling spring water, the green teacup like misty rain, the elegant and indifferent man, everything is so peaceful and quiet, even the long sword lying horizontally on the table has lost its murderous aura, making people reluctant to open their mouths to break this feeling.

Zhao Yi and Feng Zheng sat down slowly without saying anything. They heard a slight sound coming from the pot on the copper stove and realized that the water had just started to boil. If they opened the lid of the pot, they would be able to see bubbles like fish eyes floating up one after another.

In their eyes, Meng Qi was calm and collected. He picked up the misty teacups and brought them close to the copper furnace to heat their surfaces.

Not long after, there was a gurgling sound, and it seemed that countless bubbles were rising from the edge, and the momentum was getting faster and faster.

Meng Qi slowly put down the teacups and placed them in a row. His movements were logical, leisurely and without any impatience.

In the eyes of Feng Zheng and Zhao Yi, they felt that his movements were natural and his every move was in harmony with the quietness, which made their inner restlessness and anxiety slowly subside.

There was a loud boiling sound, hot air came out, and white mist swirled around. Meng Qi stretched out his right hand, grabbed the kettle without any hesitation, and poured the water into the teacup.

The water flowed like a thread, like a light tap. Meng Qi held the tea whisk in his left hand and stirred the tea powder.

In the steaming white mist, the tea dust rolls and surges to the surface of the water, stretching its body between ups and downs, sometimes it becomes a dragon and a tiger, sometimes it becomes a green peak, in all kinds of strange shapes, majestic and magnificent.

Watching Meng Qi slowly serving tea, watching his movements in harmony with the rhythm of heaven and earth, watching the lingering white mist and the milky foam on the soup, Zhao Yi felt that his inner restlessness was completely washed away, and he immersed himself in this quiet and peaceful world, his mind at peace and content.

"This is Longhu Peak of Northern Zhou. The tea has a strong flavor and is extremely powerful. It needs three boiling waters to tame it." Meng Qi said with a smile. His voice was soft and gentle, yet full of confidence, which was in perfect harmony with the tranquility.

Zhao Yi relaxed physically and mentally, seeming to have forgotten the worries and disputes outside the small building. He quietly watched the milk flowers in the teacup rise and fall, smelled the refreshing fragrance, and his tone unconsciously became gentle: "I never thought that Kuang Dao was also good at tea ceremony."

"I've just started practicing recently to calm my mind." Meng Qi stroked the teacup.

Thinking of the peace and quiet that almost brought him in, Feng Zheng narrowed his eyes and looked at Meng Qi with a higher opinion again. The number one on the human list was indeed extraordinary.

He had never experienced the unity of man and nature before he broke through to the half step, and then he had to work hard to integrate the internal and external aspects of his age. He lacked an intuitive understanding of this realm, and it was only after he established Xingyun Manor that he began to face it squarely. Now he feels that it is even more extraordinary.

"I wonder why Your Highness is here?" Meng Qi still looked at the soup.

Zhao Yi looked at Meng Qi, who seemed calm and modest, and said with a low smile: "You saved my life. Now that I have come to the capital, how can I not fulfill my duty as a host?"

"As long as you have the intention." Meng Qi was like an old monk, not moving an inch.

Zhao Yi said casually:
"Kuang Dao has reached the top of the Human Ranking, and the whole world is shocked. Now he is entering the Divine Capital with this momentum. What earth-shattering event is he going to do?"

Meng Qi smiled and said, "The capital of gods is full of heroes, so naturally they make friends through martial arts."

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly looked out the window and whispered, "The wind is blowing."

The sky is dark, and it seems that continuous autumn rain is coming.

Zhao Yi did not ask any more questions. With a smile on his face, he chatted about the affairs of the capital, acting like a warm host, and both the host and the guests were very happy.

Finally, he saw Meng Qi serving tea, so he stood up and said with a laugh:
"Although I am not talented, I can still say a few words about the affairs of the Divine Capital. If you have any difficulties, please feel free to speak up."

He didn't mention any words like trying to win over someone; he was just greeting an old friend.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Meng Qi escorted the guests to the stairs, watched them leave, and nodded slightly. Compared to when they were in Xingyun Manor, Zhao Lao San had become more sophisticated and scheming. But if he could sneak into the Qionghua Banquet through him, many things would be difficult to handle. Would he have to become an Infernal Affairs and secretly help Lao Wu to gain glory?
While thinking, he picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then spat it out with a "Puh" sound.

"It's so unpalatable... Fortunately, there is etiquette of serving tea to guests..." Meng Qi frowned.

He was a true beginner. In the afternoon, he saw the Tea Master dividing tea in this way, so he imitated him, pretending to be an expert in order to scare Zhao Laosan.

Outside the building, raindrops are already falling.

Zhao Yi put his hands behind his back, his body seemed to have an invisible barrier that bounced back the rain: "What's going on?"

Feng Zheng understood what his master meant and said thoughtfully:
"Don't underestimate him. He is as powerful as He Jiu and Wang Siyuan. He may even be able to ascend to the top without any chance or energy. If we can win him over, he will be very useful in two or three years." (End of this chapter)