The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 302

"Kill Guan Qi!"

Qingluan's voice was full of disbelief.

Who is Guan Qi?

That was the gang that founded the Mitian League with one hand, and was almost unbeatable in the martial arts world. Before the rise of Liufenbantang and Jinfengdriyulou, it was the most powerful gang in the world.

If Guan Qi hadn't been obsessed with martial arts and had no intention of fighting for hegemony in the Jianghu, how could Liufenbantang and Jinfengxiyulou exist now.

Qingluan asked cautiously: "I have heard people say that Guan Qi's martial arts are so high that he can almost be said to be invincible in the world. Is it true?"

But Su Mengzhen didn't answer Qingluan's words, instead she cupped her hands at the young man in the corner and said, "Su Mengzhen in the golden wind and light rain building, don't give up, little brother, why don't you come and sit together?"

He knew that although the third floor was big, for a young master who could sweep Meng Mei away, Qingluan's words were no different from whispering in his ear.

The young man was Song Xing who had just arrived in the capital from Yangzhou. Seeing that the city was extremely lively due to the Lantern Festival, he decided not to go to Six Doors, chose a restaurant that looked good, and ordered a table of wine and food to eat.

Whoever wants to choose a restaurant at random will meet Su Mengzhen from the Golden Wind Drizzle Restaurant.

Ever since he landed in this world and saw the mission issued by the Jade Seal, he had faintly noticed the difference between this world and all the previous worlds.

Jinfengxiyulou, Liufentang, Power Gang, the names of these gangs vaguely corresponded to a certain world in his memory.

In terms of forces, characters can also be matched, but this world is very different.

Although martial art is still prosperous in this world, and the prosperity is somewhat unbelievable, the power of every move of a warrior is far from what the Xuanhuang-level world can match.

What surprised Song Xing the most was that Taoism exists in this world.

It is not the Taoism in the previous world that was illusory and only existed in legends, but the Taoism that can be implemented in reality and can affect the real world.

Although it is not the legendary fairy method, it is indeed a magical power of talisman.

When Song Xing was in Yangzhou, when he was in conflict with the sub-rudder of the power gang, he saw the sub-rudder master with his own eyes, using a strange talisman to make himself invulnerable in a short period of time.

Although in the end that person made Song Xing shock the scene to death with hard methods, it also gave Song Xing a preliminary understanding of the weirdness of this world.

The method may be generalized. In Song Xing's eyes, when the rudder master took out the talisman paper, a strange black light appeared all over his body, which was more like a heretical technique.

But Song Xing also knew that this world is not a pure martial arts world.

Regarding the several tasks issued by Yuyin, instead of rewarding energy points, they will directly reward exercises, and I have some guesses in my heart.

Seeing Su Mengzhen's invitation now, Song Xing's heart was moved, he simply stood up, came to Su Mengzhen's table, cupped his hands and said, "It turns out that it is the owner of the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower, since this is the case, Song is disrespectful."

Song Xing was free and unaffected, and Su Mengzhen also showed a happy smile on his face, and ordered Qingluan to remove the food and wine from the table, and serve a new table.

"My little brother's surname is Song. Could it be that he is a disciple of the Song family in Jiangnan?" Su Mengzhen picked up the wine pot, filled a glass for Song Xing, and then filled his own glass as well.

Seeing this, Qingluan was about to stop her, but then looked at Song Xing next to her, and forcibly held back.

Song Xing looked at the wine glass in front of him, but took a bite of the bamboo shoot in front of him with his chopsticks and chewed it. The freshness and springiness of the crisp bamboo shoot in his mouth made people want to stop.

"Song Xing, disciple of Zizai Sect, master Ye Aichan." Song Xing reported his family.

Su Mengzhen's expression changed: "Brother Song is actually a disciple of Zizai Sect, no wonder he has such handsome kung fu."

Zizaimen, the sect with the most powerful system, the most unique martial arts, and the most masters in the world, was founded by Wei Qingqing, the seventh-generation disciple of Zhanjingtang.

Wei Qingqing, as a world-leading hero of the generation, has practiced with his master Ding Yufeng to become a thousand-one combination of sword and sword moves, and also created his own Hate Fist, Sorrow Palm, Love Extreme Fist, Hate Extreme Palm and Light Kung Fu Catch the Rain Step Fa and other exercises, established Zizaimen in Sanqing Mountain.

Wei Qingqing has accepted four disciples in his life, Ye Aichan, the "Lazy Master", Xu Xiaoyi, the "Tianyi Layman", Zhuge Zhengwo, the "Liuwu Shenhou", and Yuan Xian, the "Yuan Thirteen Limit". The four famous arresters of his life.

The four of them are now well-known seniors in the Jianghu, top masters, and their disciples have also made a lot of money in the Jianghu.

Among them, the most famous one is Zhuge Zhengwo's disciple, the four famous arresters in Beijing.

Since the establishment of Zaimen, there has been a strange rule that the unique skills that have been taught to apprentices cannot be used by themselves.

Therefore, Zizai disciples who walk the rivers and lakes do not have a single kung fu that is repeated. After the master handed it over to the apprentice, the master will never use this kung fu again.

It is also because of this that although the Zizai sect has only been established for a few generations, each generation can create several unique schools of the world, so that the reputation of the Zizai sect in the world is getting stronger and stronger.

Facing Su Mengzhen's praise, Song Xing didn't say anything, just glanced at him, Su Mengzhen smiled and said: "Gold Wind and Rain Building's ability to collect information is not bad, and Brother Song's deeds in Yangzhou, Su also has a little heard."

Su Mengzhen picked up the wine glass at hand, took a sip, and the drink caused him to cough again. After finally waiting for the cough to stop, Su Mengzhen apologized and said to Song Xing:

"Su has been weak since he was a child, but he can't quit the thing in the cup. It's ridiculous."

Song Xing shook his head: "The landlord Su made Jinfengxiyulou rank among the four major gangs in the capital with his weak body, who dares to underestimate the landlord."

Su Mengzhen smiled when she heard the words, then glanced at the long sword in Song Xing's hand, and asked, "Brother Song came to the capital, did he come for Guan Qi?"

Song Xing held up the wine glass in front of him, "I was about to ask the landlord, why would the government take so much trouble if they want to kill Guan Qi?"

It is really easy for the king of a country to recruit warriors or those who have achieved success in Taoism. Whoever the emperor wants to kill is just a matter of one sentence.

Although warriors in the Jianghu despise those who serve the government as eagles and dogs, there are more warriors who have learned martial arts and bought them in the emperor's family, and want to become eagles and dogs of the imperial court.

Su Mengzhen picked up the wine glass, put it down after thinking for a while, and sighed: "If it is an ordinary warrior, even if the emperor wants to take my life, Su must have no place in this capital." , but Guan Qi is different."

Song Xing's eyes revealed a look of interest just right: "Is it because of his high martial arts?"

Su Mengzhen nodded, with a serious expression: "His martial arts is not high, but strong, so strong that it is inhuman."

"Although the Mitian League is known as the Seven Holy Masters, the other six Holy Masters combined are not as good as Guan Qiyi. I would rather face the six Holy Masters together than face Guan Qi alone."

Su Mengzhen made no secret of her admiration for Guan Qi and her reluctance to face Guan Qi.

"Is this person so terrifying?"

"There are countless masters in the rivers and lakes of Shenzhou, but only the number one madman in the world, Yan Kuanglu, Xiao Qiushui, the number one hero in China, Guan Qi of the Mitian League, and Wei Qingqing, the master of the Zizai Sect, are recognized as the strongest in the world. By."

Hearing Wei Qingqing's name, Song Xing's eyes showed a look of astonishment. Although he grew up in Zizai Sect, he had never met him, a patriarch who never saw his head and tail.

Su Mengzhen said softly: "Mitian is useless. What I said is that if the Mitian League did not have Guan Qi, it would not be able to achieve what it is today, and it would be impossible to become the first-class force in the world. The other six Holy Masters, named Holy Master, but it cannot be compared with Guan Qi at all."

"At Guan Qi's level of martial arts cultivation, it is impossible for ordinary troops to encircle and suppress him. If you want to kill him, you can only rely on the martial arts of Jianghu and fight with your life. There is only a slight possibility."

"Ordinary power and wealth may be unmoved by warriors, but the decree issued by the emperor this time is three wishes. No one can live without desires in this world. For these three wishes, there will be countless people flocking to them. "

Song Xing looked at Su Mengzhen: "The landlord is also moved by these three wishes?"

Su Mengzhen looked at Song Xing, nodded calmly and said: "Yes, I am very excited."

(End of this chapter)