Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 110| And the high-level commentators have lost the country

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Meng Qi instinctively caught the sword, and he was happy, knowing that it was the ink carp coming.

Then saw the ancestor Qingwu staring at the sword in his hand, with a strange expression, he blurted out: "Zhao Guan is very knowledgeable, he wouldn't even know the famous'Sword of Heartfelt'! "

I'm optimistic. This is the saber of the former head of the Tianshan School. It is the famous sword that fell into the Qingjiang River. It is definitely not a fairy flying sword.

The ancestor of Qingwu took a step back and said with a complex expression: "The yellow sand buried the blood and the blood, Qingjiang buried the heart. As the saying goes, the famous sword will choose the master by itself. The old way is not believed, but now it seems that it is true. The sword that has been lost for three hundred years can also be found by Master Meng."

"..."

No, how did this conclusion come about?

Meng Qi almost didn't stretch out his calm and calm appearance. He didn't think Zhao Zangfeng was stupid, so why couldn't he get out of the horns? Also known as the sword to choose the master, if the Heartfelt Sword really has a sword spirit, knowing that he was sent out by his master as a token of love, wouldn't he run away with anger? Or is it that Heartfelt Sword has changed his mind, fell in love with Doctor Mo, and abandoned his original master along the way?

The doctor is so good, the heart sword has a good vision...

I'm so angry, I knew I wouldn't send it.

No! Meng Qi suddenly recovered, why is he jealous of his sword?

He stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples. He felt that his condition was getting worse and his mind was so easily shaken. It's not like him! When he was a national teacher in the Chu Dynasty, he met all kinds of people. Among them, there were as many alchemists as the crucian carp who crossed the river. No matter how they played, Meng Qi just sneered.

There are no fairies in the sky, and no fairies in the world.

What destiny is destined, what kind of soldier reincarnation, is all nonsense.

Meng Qi thought, following the direction where the soft sword flew, he saw Moli.

Furthermore, the Moli rushed over with his light work, and the closer he got, the heavier the mood became.

——The strength of the ancestor of Qingwu is actually comparable to that of Meng Qi.

No, because of the weapon used, Faint still has the upper hand.

Mo Lei was anxious, and immediately untied the soft sword and threw it over there.

Affected by the internal force of the ink carp, the soft sword immediately stretched out and directly broke through the air current vortex generated by the fighting between the two. Meng Qi was very familiar with that internal force, and immediately guessed it was the ink carp.

The place where the ancestors of Qingwu and Meng Qi stood is completely different, and there is a big pit with a radius of three feet.

The bottom of the pit is flat and even, and even the roots of the tree are lifted, but the vegetation is not hurt in the place three feet away. From this alone, it can be seen that the control of the internal forces of the two fighting has reached the peak.

Only dozens of trees, the dragon veins don't feel at all, but I look at it.

Moli involuntarily bent over and touched the roots of the trees at the bottom of the pit, and found that only the roots of the few trees closest to the edge were still alive, and the others were all dead.

Before they met enemies or fights, they didn't destroy them so thoroughly.

Even though the tree cuts off the rock and flies, it still has its roots.

Life in the world has a degree of prosperity and decline.

The ink carp will not be sentimental because of the death of the animals in the mountains, nor will it feel that there is something wrong with the woodcutter cutting wood and the hunter making a living. In the past, he thought he was a fish monster, and there were no people in Zhushan County who were frantically ruining the appearance of the mountain. Naturally, he had not thought about these things. Later, even if he knew that he was a dragon vein, he did not have any other opinions.

As long as it is not insatiable and deliberately sabotage, it is nothing more than making a living. It is no different from a tiger eating rabbits and wolves eating sheep.

The black carp cares about those "spiritual" creatures, including elixir.

He still didn't give up the hope of "youkai", and gradually realized that this was subconsciously expecting a branch in Qimao Mountain. After coming to Shangyun Mountain, Mo Li finally discovered how far he was from the Taijing Dragon Vein, and Xiao Long Vein probably had no hope.

It is estimated that the little dragon vein in Shangyun Mountain can only be turned back and raised.

Mo Li had just given birth to this idea, and soon rejected it.

Listening to Meng Qi, that little gerbil was stupid, not clever at all, and was running around. Thinking about it this way, it is not as smart as the white foxes of Qimao Mountain, nor is it safer than the giant pythons of Qimao Mountain, even the white ginseng plant. If you chase the little gerbils all day to clean up the mess, how can you treat diseases and practice medicine? Even the time to take care of the teacher and the younger brother is much less.

No way, no way, companions or something, Meng Qi is better.

It is also a gerbil, at least not afraid of being taken away by a cat...

With this kind of thinking, Moli doesn't care much about the little dragon vein. Let it absorb the aura on its own and grow slowly.

Now seeing Meng Qi and the ancestor of Qingwu fighting all the way, inevitably destroying a lot of vegetation, even if it is only a fraction of the nineteen peaks of Shangyun Mountain, he still can't help but care.

"The aura changes drastically here, will the little guy on Longjiao Peak be affected?"

Moli used sound transmission to gain secrets, Meng Qi's face sank after hearing the sound.

It stands to reason that it has no effect, but caring is chaotic.

Mo Li sighed and said, "Brother Meng, I didn’t mean to blame you. Even if you throw a rat tab, these are inevitable. The long-term pain is not as good as the short-term pain. Sooner or later, the Qingwu ancestors will make trouble in Shangyun Mountain. Make a bigger mess."

It's better to go to the door to solve it.

However, the world is not as good as one wants, and the ancestor of Qingwu turned out to be a tough one.

The ink carp pokes into the middle of the sleeve with a finger, and slides gently into the palm without a sharp knife. Although he was talking, he didn't relax his vigilance. Even when he looked down at the roots of the tree in the pothole, his back was tense and he could react accordingly.

Not to mention that since he appeared, his pace has been deliberately slowed down. At first glance, the whole body is stagnant as if someone who does not know martial arts, but in fact every vital point is protected by him seemingly or unconsciously, with his back facing away. In addition, the fingers were slightly gathered, obviously holding something.

Qingwu ancestor's expression changed again and again, he didn't expect another master to come.

Don’t say anything else, it’s not easy to just throw a weapon through the barrier formed by the invisible strong wind. The two disciples he brought can’t do it, otherwise, why would he almost suspect that this is the legend? Flying sword.

Not to mention the heartfelt sword is a soft sword.

The visitor undoubtedly met Meng Qi.

The voice transmission cannot hear the sound, but the lips still open and close, and Zhao Zangfeng is not blind.

Seeing that the visitor stood still in a corner of the dirt pit, and was faintly fighting with Meng Qi. The ancestor Qingwu couldn't help frowning. He raised the dust and asked politely: "The old ways are disrespectful. I never thought that apart from Meng Guoshi, there are such masters on the rivers and lakes. I don’t know where you came from, is it a hermit in the mountains?"

Mo Li was taken aback for a moment, the statement of a hermit was too subtle, Mr. Qin was a hermit, and Mo Li could barely count.

——Why did the ancestor Qingwu guess nothing, just guess the hermit?

Meng Qi knew that the doctor wanted to be wrong when he looked at Moli’s expression. He couldn’t help but get a headache, and said angrily: “Zhao Zangfeng! Don’t just talk nonsense, don’t you think other people are like you and other alchemists who are addicted to it? What about cultivating immortals?"

"Cultivating immortals?" The ancestor Qingwu couldn't help but smile, and said contemptuously: "There are no real immortals in the world."

Meng Qi was a little surprised, and said with a sullen face: "Isn't the sword immortal who can take the top level thousands of miles away?"

The ancestor of Qingwu laughed at the words.

Mo Lei was confused and didn't know what they were talking about.

The ancestor Qingwu laughed enough, and then said slowly: "Peng Zushou is eight hundred, isn't he still dead? There were mysterious knights in the past who would show up every fifty years. Everyone respects this important event, and the city is still reciting his deeds..."

"Why is it so surprising that generations of masters in the rivers and lakes share the same name? If you are far away, there will be Li Konger who is free. Is it possible that you don't know the subject?" Meng Qi sneered.

"Since the national teacher does not recognize it at all, it is better to explain to the old Tao..."

The ancestor of Qingwu raised the whisk and clicked on the ink carp and Meng Qi, and sneered, "You and others remain unchanged, and the internal force is completely inconsistent with the appearance."

"Zhao Zangfeng, you have two strengths in your body, and your life span is less than sixty. Is this normal?" Meng Qi said calmly, "Different personal experiences, different talents, and different cultivation methods. What's so surprising?"

The Qingwu ancestor frowned, believing that Meng Qi was killed and refused to say it, and became impatient in his heart.

He turned to the ink carp, and smiled like a pretended fairy wind road: "I haven't asked this gentleman's name yet."

In the past, a person like Qingwu ancestor who is very good at pretending, Moli is really not able to distinguish, but now he sees Meng Qi too much, even a true alchemist can’t compare to Meng. Qi has an extraordinary temperament.

Meng Qi's extraordinary and otherworldly, Moli won't buy it, let alone the ancestor of Qingwu.

"When making friends with a gentleman, you should exchange names with courtesy, and you will be spared from your excellency and me." Moli didn't even give a bit of face.

The ancestor of Qingwu's mouth froze with a smile, and he squinted slightly and said: "Mr. is not easy to be human. They all say that martial arts are endless, but they are actually lie! Martial arts are so good that I can wait for them. I feel the existence of an invisible barrier, and I can’t break through it anyway. I will stay in this state in my life. This is the so-called poverty of manpower. The greatest strength that a mortal body can carry is what we look like."

Apart from the ancestor of Qingwu, he is right.

Manpower is poor, just like a vessel holding water, after all, there is a limit.

Strictly speaking, neither Meng Qi nor Moli are humans, but they have "human figures" and their martial arts still have their limits. Now is their limit, even if another hundred years pass, the internal strength of the two will not continue to grow.

The aura between Qi Mao Mountain and Shang Yun Mountain is so different, Meng Qi's strength is only slightly higher than Moli.

"What do you want to say?" Mo Li didn't know the theory of Qingwu ancestor's fairy tale script, he frowned and asked, "Is it possible that there is a treasure buried in Emperor Li's mausoleum that can get you out of a mortal body? Why don’t you do such a good thing secretly and spread the news to everyone, what does it mean?"

"Conspiracy to rebel." Meng Qi explained to Moli in time.

Moli felt even more incredible after listening to the Qingwu ancestor's design to kill Gongjun and mobilize the Yulin Army's attention. He wanted to make trouble in the palace.

"What does supporting the emperor have to do with the realm of martial arts?" Mo Li couldn't understand the logic of Qingwu ancestor.

Is it possible that the other party's nonsense is actually trying to delay time.

Mo Li looked at the enthusiastic gaze of the ancestor Qingwu, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

——The other party seems to really want to convince himself, and he is very confident that he can convince himself.

"Since ancient times, the emperor has been the emperor of the true dragon. The true dragon may not be true, but the dragon veins are real!"

Mo Li was taken aback when he heard this, and instinctively looked at Meng Qi.

In the eyes of the ancestor of Qingwu, Meng Qi is even more convinced that he knows the dragon veins. He stroked his beard and calmly said: "The old way reads ancient books and includes folk history and anecdotes. It cannot be said to be known for three thousand years. After all, something was discovered. In ancient times, mortals had no martial arts, but there were many legends about immortals. After the Zhou Dynasty, immortals suddenly disappeared, and they were replaced by immortals like Peng Zu and Lu Daoren who walked the world. Since then, there have been no rumors of the immortal. Didn’t the husband think about the reason?"

"..."

What could be the reason? If you believe the myth, it means that the Conferred God War is over and the gods are not allowed to lower the realm.

In fact, mortals are no longer dull, knowing that windy and rainy days are a normal change, and things are no longer supernatural.

"Brother Meng, the alchemist speaks like this, so it's mysterious?" Moli frowned.

The doctor and the alchemist have never been on the right track. They are obviously sick, so the alchemist insists on drinking water.

As a doctor, Mo Li felt that the ancestor of Qingwu was not pleasing to the eye, not to mention that the ancestor of Qingwu had a young disciple named Si Zhuan, the young master of Sijiapu.

According to Mo Lei's character, he doesn't want to talk nonsense to the ancestor of Qingwu, so he can't wait to do it directly.

However, the other party mentioned dragon veins——

"What is the relationship between the fairy and the dragon vein?"

"This starts from the origin of immortals. In the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, although there was the fate of the immortals, they were only illusory words. Even the name of the immortal master like Guang Chengzi was fabricated and added by later generations. Many immortals appeared in the Shang dynasty. What were they doing before then? Could it be that they were all immortals in the Shang dynasty?"

"..."

Seeing that Meng Qi and Mo Li didn't speak, the ancestor Qingwu thought that his words shocked both of them.

In fact, Meng Qi wanted to say that the story is not reliable, and folklore is even less reliable.

Many gods did not even have a name before the Han Dynasty. Later, various stories were derived. For some reason, the people believed that the fairies appeared before the ancient times, and they fabricated all kinds of remarkable deeds for them.

It is like the master of the Yellow Emperor Guang Chengzi.

Zhuangzi wrote an article about Huangdi asking Guangchengzi to explain his own thoughts and principles. As a result, not many people in the world could understand his principles, but the fact that Huangdi had a teacher named Guangchengzi was widely spread.

If Huang Di knew that he had inexplicably added a teacher, I don't know what to think.

There is another storybook in the world called Fengshen Yanyi. It is said that it happened in the last years of the Shang Dynasty. There are many people in the storybook. No matter which temple the gods and bodhisattvas are enshrined in, they all went in and ran away.

Buddhist, Taoist, and wild road.

——Only those who can't think of not going out, even have a role in giving off children.

Finally, in order to round out this dragon set convention, I also made a list of gods, passing the positions of the 28 stars and the mountain gods of the three mountains and five mountains one by one. The birthplace has pushed forward the origins of certain "fairies" for countless years.

This creates an illusion. It seems that during the Shang Dynasty, it was very lively. The immortals ran around the world for two laps when there was nothing to do. The world was full of people and monsters who wanted to cultivate and become immortals. Anyway, there was a mountain. A cave is a cave and there is a Taoist.

The ancestor of Qingwu's expo book, I am afraid it is an expo textbook!

Meng Qi was about to ridicule the ancestor of Qingwu in this way, when he noticed that Moli frowned when he heard it, his thoughts turned, and he simply continued to see what the ancestor of Qingwu could blow out.

Alchemist, the man of lotus with bright tongue.

Except for those who deceive the world, other alchemists often really believe what they say.

At present, it seems that the ancestors of Qingwu destroyed the spiritual cave and buried the Fengshui objects to go to the dragon veins, but it seems that it is not to fight for power, but for some "martial arts realm". This so-called peak of martial arts is also Faintly close to Xianxia and his ilk.

Rao is Meng Qi's brilliant strategy and knowledge, and he couldn't figure out the logic.

Forget it, normal people will never understand what a madman said.

Meng Qi confidently classifies himself into the category of normal "people".

"... After 13 years of water control, King Yu traveled through the mountains of the Central Plains and realized that the real trick of water control is that it is worse than sparse. So he led people to dig through the rocks and widen the gorge, so that the flood can be better. Passed quickly, dug the river channel, and guided the water to a lower place. Such a big fight, the flood finally resolved, but the world of Kyushu, in terms of geomorphology and Fengshui, is completely unrecognizable." Qingwu ancestor held a whisk in his hand, deep and deep. Test said, "He destroyed the dragon vein."

Moli and Meng Qi looked at each other.

This, it's like that?

"Dragon veins are the air of the earth. It is shaped by mountains and rivers and contains great power. The emperor in ancient times declared himself the emperor of the true dragon. In fact, this dragon has nothing to do with the other dragon. Even if the dragon veins are destroyed, it will not affect the throne. Change."

The words of the ancestor Qingwu surprised Moli. As an alchemist, shouldn't you believe in Feng Shui?

Does the ancestor of Qingwu have even more bizarre fallacies?

"...Calling them dragon veins is just a habitual term." Qingwu ancestor continued, "The Nine Provinces dragon veins were originally connected to each other. King Yu cut them off alive, so that the dragon veins are no longer connected together. So decided, people finally have a firm foothold in this land."

Moli: "..."

It sounds like the prosperity of mortals is based on the decline of dragon veins.

Sure enough, the Qingwu ancestor said again: "I want to come to the two who have also heard the rumors of'natural disasters and man-made disasters, dragon veins appearing in this world.' The elixir grows wildly and the creatures multiply. This is all caused by the leakage of aura caused by the break of the dragon veins. Even the grass and trees can benefit greatly from the spiritual energy. People are the spirit of all things, why can't they be as good as them?"

Moli was speechless.

For the first time, he felt that he couldn't refute what it meant to be partial to nonsense.

Yes, even if the dragon veins are okay, the benefits of aura will not be shared by anyone.

I can’t see the Taijing Dragon Vessel yet, because the capital is full of talents, it has the taste of outstanding people, but Qi Maoshan has nothing to do with these four words. The people in Zhushan County have neither longevity nor too many children. Compared with Longmai, it is better to say that Xue Lingjun made them live a good life.

"The veteran can't help wondering, is it because the dragon veins have enemies with people? Refusing to give aura to humans?"

Moli: "..."

Meng Qi: "..."

No! No! impossible!

"As an old man, I read all the ancient books and finally discovered the truth of the matter!" Qingwu ancestor was full of vigor and his eyes were bright. "In fact, people can absorb spiritual energy, but this method is lost!"

"Wait!" Meng Qi finally recalled.

He asked incredulously: "Don't you think that those immortal heroes and others are actually people who have absorbed aura!"

"Not only the immortals, but all the immortals! There are no gods, no heavens! There are only long-lived people like Peng Zu and Lu Daoren, who are inseparable in learning, and are rumored by ordinary people!"

The enthusiasm in the eyes of the Qingwu ancestor made Moli couldn't help taking a step back.

"The king of Yu governed the water, the king of Qin unified the six countries to build the Great Wall, built the Great Wall, built the canal, and opened the canal in the Sui Dynasty! These are the three things that have destroyed the dragon veins of Kyushu and relieved the dragon's vitality in the past! So the Shang Dynasty, Han Dynasty, and In the Tang Dynasty, there were countless gods and tales, and the market was full of wonders and wonders! Even though the method of absorbing spiritual energy has been lost, there is still a saying in the world that martial arts is Tao. The Tianshan School originated in the Tang Dynasty. There is Hengchang Temple, which has a deep Zen learning, and it was only a hundred years ago that the doctrine of martial arts gradually declined. This is due to the lack of aura in the world, and people no longer believe this! How many predecessors of martial arts did not want to understand this matter, and finally got stuck in Peak state, until death. In fact, it is not difficult to change all of this, as long as you do one major thing, change Kyushu Fengshui, cut the dragon vein! Martial arts will prosper again, our generations can live for thousands of years, and the strength is no longer limited to this state. From then on, travel all over the world, just like an ancient fairy!"

The ancestor Qingwu was intoxicated by the prospect he described, and his hands were slightly opened, as if he had already turned into a fairy.

Mo Li didn't find his own voice for a long time, he moved his lips, and only made a single-syllable accent.

Meng Qi is similar to him, with a mocking smile on his face.

My mind is blank, I don't know whether to be angry or to laugh.

Because the sense of absurdity is too great, it's like overwhelming, and instantly there is nothing left.

If the ancestor Qingwu doesn’t say it, or they don’t wait for the ancestor Qingwu to finish speaking, even if they want to break their heads, they can’t think of the true intentions and plans of the ancestor Qingwu.

It's ridiculous!

It's so absurd that I can't even find a rebuttal!

Meng Qi has heard a lot of alchemy Hus, but there has never been one like the ancestor of Qingwu.

They were naturally not fooled, but...

I can't refute it either!

There are very few dragon veins left in the world. Only two of them can transform into shape. What about the other dragon veins?