Chapter 2491: The only love in my life is the Seven-foot Sword, the mad king is drunk and talks abou

In a room, Jiang Zhiwei sat on a wooden stool and looked around. Different from other women's boudoirs, there was only one mirror, no dressing table, and only a few boxes for clothes. The windows were bright and clean, refreshing and simple, and swords were placed everywhere. Law secrets.

Suddenly I heard the sound of footsteps, and a disciple outside spoke respectfully.

"Senior Sister Jiang, Su Meng is here for a visit. Do you want to see him?"

Meng Qi was well-known and was no stranger to the disciples of Xijian Pavilion. When Jiang Zhiwei heard the words, she was stunned for a moment. A trace of doubt flashed in her bright eyes. Meng Qi had never said that he would come to visit Xingyun Village in Yingcheng before. , suddenly went up the mountain, is there something going on?

Jiang Zhiwei took in a breath slowly, exhaled it slowly, stood up, opened the door, and gave instructions to the disciples outside.

"Ask him to wait for me at Banshan Pavilion!"

"yes!"

The welcoming disciples of Xijian Pavilion nodded upon hearing this, turned around and left, preparing to lead Meng Qi to the Mid-level Pavilion.

In the pavilion halfway up the mountain, Meng Qi was holding a long sword across his waist, looking at the clouds and mist in the mountains, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

At this time, a goose-yellow figure came from the corner of the mountain road. The sun was setting in the west, and the golden red was gorgeous. The mountain flowers were blooming, the flowers were blooming, the trees were green, and the shade was rich. Jiang Zhiwei walked slowly, just like a fairy in the flower.

Jiang Zhiwei is wearing her favorite goose-yellow dress, with black eyebrows and big eyes. Her black hair is simply pulled up and draped down smoothly. She is so bright and beautiful that she looks just like Meng Qi when he first saw her. She has the White Rainbow Sun Sword on her waist, and the sword never leaves her body or her hand. , this is the code of swordsman, even when sleeping late at night, there is always a sword at hand.

"I didn't expect you to come, but something happened?"

Jiang Zhi stepped into the mid-mountain pavilion with a smile and sat on the stone bench. Although she didn't know the purpose of Meng Qi's visit, she was still generous and free and easy.

Meng Qi felt a little uneasy and nervous. He sat opposite Jiang Zhiwei and looked up. The girl was beautiful and the sunset was bright, contrasting each other. He felt ashamed, but he didn't want to retreat. With the drunkenness in his chest, he managed to calm down and his eyes were burning. Looked at Jiang Zhiwei.

"Can't you come if you have nothing to do?"

Jiang Zhiwei was stunned when he heard the words, a trace of doubt appeared in his eyes, and he looked at Meng Qi in confusion, feeling something vaguely in his heart.

"That's not true. I just didn't expect that you would come to Xijian Mountain just after we left Xingyun Village!"

Meng Qi took a deep breath, his drunken eyes dimmed, and a glimmer of clarity flashed through him. In the end, he was affected by the turbulent waves in his heart, and his emotions exploded, unbearable, and he blurted out.

"I just want to come and see you, I miss you!"

After saying these words that he had wanted to say for a long time, Meng Qi suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, but even more uneasy. The drunkenness in his body had completely dissipated, his face was red, his forehead was covered with sweat, crystal clear, nervous, expectant, and fearful. , escape, my heart is like overturning the five-flavor bottle, it is complicated and difficult to distinguish.

Jiang Zhiwei was shaken. There was no anger on her face, her eyes became very soft, she looked at Meng Qi with a smile, and her voice was as clear and melodious as spring water.

"My master has a special status in the sect, and I am also expected or respected by everyone. Brothers, brothers, sisters, and sisters are always polite when they see me, and no one has ever made fun of me."

"And you, for the first time, well, probably the second time we met, you dared to give me a nickname, which made people angry and funny. You are obviously a little monk with no martial arts skills, but you can fight so boldly and without fear of death."

"You always say that you love to have convulsions, show off your holiness in front of your lover, and always want to be the kind of knight in storytelling. You always have funny words and funny actions that make people laugh. But at critical moments, you definitely take the lead and never back down. The ground blocks the way, so people can trust.”

"At that time, you were very cute and lovable. I regarded you as my younger brother. But gradually, you grew taller than me and became more and more mature. You were witty and humorous, but your actual actions were not. You are calm and reliable. It is always a pleasure to get along with you, as well as Senior Brother Qi who is taciturn but very tolerant of his companions, and Sister Yushu who was lonely at a young age like me, Senior Brother Zhang, and Miss Fu. You value righteousness over wealth. , happy grudges, life and death, and fulfilled all my expectations for the world!"

Meng Qi listened quietly to Jiang Zhiwei's recollection of the past, his heart sinking slightly, there was a bit of bitterness in the depths of his eyes, and there was a smile on his face, very quiet.

Jiang Zhiwei's voice was filled with a little joy, and there was a sincere smile on her lips. After a pause, she looked into Meng Qi's eyes with her dark eyes, speaking quietly but clearly.

"I regard you as my best friend and my dearest brother. I have no other feelings mixed in with you, and I don't want to mix in other things to ruin this friendship!"

Meng Qi was silent for a long time, and the smile on his face became extremely bitter. As if he had exhausted all his strength, he slowly opened his mouth, and his voice became hoarse and low. He barely maintained the last trace of self-esteem and grace in front of Jiang Zhiwei. .

"I see."

Jiang Zhiwei nodded without saying goodbye. She picked up her long sword, turned around slowly, and walked towards the top of the mountain without haste. When she was about to turn the corner, she flicked the scabbard, and the sword inside sounded softly, like a dragon's roar, and her ears rang. Man Sheng chanted.

"The only thing I love in my life is the seven-foot sword, which kills me when I see what I am and what I am not."

Meng Qi listened carefully and saw the gorgeous and colorful mountain flowers gradually covering up the goose-yellow figure.

The mountain breeze was still slightly cool. Meng Qi walked down the road and soon left Xijiang Pavilion and saw Gao Lan waiting outside.

Gao Lan saw that his face was full of bitterness, he could not hide his sadness, and he spoke seriously.

"Seven-foot sword" is a metaphor for a person, which corresponds to the "I" and "I" behind it. In the Tao Te Ching, "I" refers to the physical self, the external self, and "I" is The inner self and the true self have completely different meanings. In the past, Nanhua Tianzun once said, "I lose myself."

"It's not like I don't know!"

Meng Qi glanced at him, with a bit of displeasure on his face, and no longer fearful of this master who was suspected of being a dharma body. He was so disheartened that he didn't care about anything anymore.

Gao Lan's eyes were full of embarrassment, he scratched his messy hair and said with a dry smile.

"Hahaha, don't I have nothing to say? To be honest, a martyr girl is afraid of pestering a man. As long as she is willing to be shameless and willing to work hard, there is no woman she can't catch!"

"Little brother, don't tell me I won't teach you. As long as you are right, then you will persevere and stalk you!"

Meng Qi was about to stop Gao Lan from talking about this, but when he changed the subject, he said half proudly and half with emotion.

"I think back then, she didn't have Bodhi in her heart, was compassionate, and only focused on Buddhism. In the end, she was truly ordained. But what was the result? I won my hand and ended up living in both places."

Gao Lan looked complacent, but suddenly his expression changed and his tone became sad. He took off the wine gourd from his waist and took a deep sip of wine, feeling extremely regretful.

"If she was really the Ancient Buddha of Qingdeng at that time, I am afraid that if she is still alive now, I would have harmed her, I would have harmed her!"

"Anyone who had any intention of targeting her was crushed to death by me one by one. At that time, Changle was bloody for seven days, and all she could hear was crying, but she couldn't survive after all!"

Gao Lan was even sadder than Meng Qi at this time, his eyes were full of desolation, which already meant that he was sad alone at dusk.

Meng Qi sighed, feeling sorry for each other, there are so many sad people in the world!

Gao Lan restrained his sadness, put his hands behind his back, he was unruly and domineering, his breath moved slightly, wanting to vent, the power of heaven and earth faintly shook, looking at Xijian Pavilion in the distance, passing through many obstacles, he seemed to see a certain figure, he frowned slightly , full of fighting spirit, pressed away.

"This lunatic actually chose the most difficult path. It's worth fighting!"

In a stone room, a man in green clothes is sitting with his eyes closed, with a long sword lying across his knees. The whole person looks empty, as if he is in the distance, his breath is obscure, and his energy is misty, like the gods above the nine heavens, or like the Taoist temple in the temple. Mud-tied wood plastic in.

Gao Lan felt miserable in his heart, and his eyes were wild and undisguised. The man in green seemed to have sensed his fighting spirit. The long sword lying horizontally on his knees automatically unsheathed half an inch, and the energy in his body was about to explode, and he was about to burst out with a shocking sword energy. .

In a small courtyard not far away, Lu Chunyang was sitting in front of a stone table, drinking tea and admiring the clouds. The orange-red light dyed half of the sky, feeling comfortable and leisurely. There was a red and warm peach wood sword in his hand, crystal clear, as if Made of jade, the sword has dense lines on it, which are like the meridians of the human body, absorbing the creation of heaven and earth, gathering the essence of the sun and the moon, and revealing the agile energy.

Lu Chunyang's eyebrows were thick, his eyelashes were long, crystal clear, and their roots were distinct. They were dyed golden by the sunset, and they were as brilliant as flowers. Suddenly, his eyebrows wrinkled, and his eyes flashed with sword light, and he looked into the stone room. He saw his junior brother Su Wuming's qi machine. Inspired, he spoke slowly, and the clear voice echoed in the mind of the man in green.

"Junior brother, please be patient. As long as I am here, no one dares to interfere with your breakthrough!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the unsheathed sword on the man's lap closed instantly, and the energy in his body dispersed, becoming insubstantial and empty again, as if he was not between heaven and earth, but merged into the endless void.

Lu Chunyang withdrew his eyes and stood up. The peach wood sword beside him had been hung on his waist at some point. His tall and straight figure was proud of the world. His eyes were deep and he looked up and down. There was a hint of anger on his heroic face and he snorted coldly. Shaking heaven and earth.

"Gao Lan, if you get out of trouble this time, instead of taking revenge and overthrowing Changle, you come to my Xijian Pavilion and act recklessly. It would be too disrespectful to take me, Lu Chunyang, seriously!"

The sound came, and a look of surprise appeared on the face of the defiant Gao Lan. Two rays of light shot out of his eyes and he looked in the direction of the sound.

What followed was a qi machine that was extremely sharp and capable of destroying all things. Although it was extremely fierce, it also revealed the Taoist meaning of quiet and inaction. The two merged into one, incomparably harmonious.

Between the heaven and the earth, the golden light shines brightly and gorgeously. Dressed in a green shirt, bathing in it, it looks like a crowd of immortals and gods, sacred and magnificent, majestic and majestic.

When Gao Lan was active, Lu Chunyang was inconspicuous. Naturally, he didn't know the person in front of him, but he could feel the deep and vast Qi of the other person, like the starry sky and the sea, unfathomable. It was the most powerful thing he had ever seen in his life. People, even the wild man showed a look of vigilance, and said in a deep voice.

"Lu Chunyang?! I've never heard of your reputation!"

"Who are you? What is your relationship with Su Wuming?"

When Meng Qi saw Lu Chunyang, his drunkenness and bitterness disappeared instantly. He felt the other party's faint anger and quickly introduced him.

"Brother Gao, this is the senior brother of Su Wuming, the Heavenly Sword God, and Senior Lu, the Pure Yang Sword God!"

Meng Qi hurriedly saluted with respect. He didn't know what Gao Lan had done to make this master angry.

"Su Wuming's senior brother?"

Gao Lan showed a bit of confusion. When he was young, he was a dragon and a phoenix among people, a twin star in the world. How could he take the then mediocre Lu Chunyang in his eyes? He had never heard of this name.

"It's interesting. Su Wuming, who amazes the world, has not yet made a breakthrough, but his mediocre senior brother has achieved the Dharmakaya. It's really unexpected!"

Gao Lan laughed loudly, wild and arrogant, full of the spirit of being arrogant and arrogant.

"There are not many people in this world who can enter my eyes!"

Lu Chunyang looked at him coldly, as cold as the moon, as holy as a god, silent and did not say anything, which made Gao Lan a little embarrassed.

Meng Qi's heart skipped a beat, feeling the increasingly solemn atmosphere in the air, and quickly offered something to say, thus not leaving Gao Lan in the cold.

"Are they those experts on the top of the Heavenly Ranking?"

Gao Lan raised his head, like a lion, mighty and wild, arrogant, pointing out the country and talking about the heroes of the world.

"Hey, them?! Guldo is in charge of the Heavenly Punishment Axe, and he has Daman to help him, but he still can't completely suppress Chonghe and Lu Da. How can he be ranked number one in the sky?"

Meng Qi was sweating frequently on his forehead. Feeling Lu Chunyang's extremely heavy gaze, he smiled bitterly in his heart and asked again like Uncle Liu Huang.

"Where is Senior Chonghe? He has been famous for more than two hundred years, and I don't know how far he has gone on the path of Dharmakaya."

"Strong for peace? We haven't made a breakthrough yet, and we are already old and decayed. The end is coming, and we will find dead bones in the grave!"

Gao Lan waved his hand, arrogantly looking down at the crowd, and looking down at the world. He felt an invincible loneliness, which made Meng Qi sweat even more.

"What about the Shaolin abbot Kong Wen and the divine monk? Today he is the only one who has the record of killing or suppressing people of Dharma height." Meng

Qi was doing his job of complimenting him conscientiously. He was also full of curiosity and the fire of gossip was burning fiercely. It was a rare opportunity to listen to a strong person of the same level commenting on the Dharmakaya. How could he not be full of curiosity?

Gao Lan clicked his tongue twice, with a hint of disdain on his face, and continued.

"Han Guang's life and death are uncertain. It is impossible to say that he escaped with injuries. Kong Wen is probably also seriously injured and will no longer be as majestic as before. Therefore, he has not taken action for a long time. How can I bully the old, weak, sick and disabled?"

"Is Abbot Kongwen's strength no longer what it was before?"

Meng Qi was slightly startled when he heard this, and suddenly remembered what Jiang Zhiwei and Zhang Yuanshan described about Qi Xia. Could it be that what Gao Lan said was true?

Before Meng Qi could recover, Gao Lan continued to comment on the experts on the top of the list.

"As for mainland China?"

Gao Lan paused, his expression gradually turned cold, and he said half sighing and half coldly.

"Sooner or later, I will have a life-and-death fight with General Lu."

"A widow?"

Meng Qi keenly noticed that Gao Lan had changed his identity. He subconsciously raised his head and saw a pair of cold and ruthless eyes.

Gao Lan threw the wine gourd in his hand aside and stood with his hands behind his back, almost feeling like he was standing in the mountains. The unruly hair on his head miraculously became smooth, and the beard on his face fell off, revealing a handsome face.

Judging from the appearance alone, Gao Lan is only in his thirties, with profound facial features, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a high bridge of nose, and thin lips, showing a little emotion. With emotionless eyes and a mature and restrained temperament, he gives people a very strong impression. A lot of pressure.

Meng Qi has always felt that his current appearance is pretty good, but compared to Gao Lan, it seems to be half a step behind. However, Gao Lan and Wang Siyuan's beautiful appearance is different, there is no trace of femininity and beauty, and they are all heroic and heroic.

"The Gao family of Changle is indeed a family marked by outstanding appearance!"

Meng Qi came up with this idea inexplicably. Apart from his reputation in martial arts, the Gao family in Changle was most distinguished by his outstanding appearance and violent temper.

Immediately, Meng Qi looked at the man standing aside who was dressed in green and had immortal muscles and jade bones. He was otherworldly, outstanding, and unparalleled. He seemed to be even more heroic and handsome than Gao Lan. Among the people he had seen, he had the best appearance. First!

Gao Lan looked at Lu Chunyang coldly, and a dangerous energy rose up around him, making Meng Qi feel numbness in his tailbone and cold sweat running down his back. Even his soul seemed to have become sluggish, and many illusions appeared in his mind. Gao Lan will pinch himself to death in the next moment!

"Mad King Gao Lan, you are worthy of my taking a look now!"

Lu Chunyang's tone was calm, but he was more arrogant than anything Gao Lan had ever said before. He truly looked down upon the world and looked down upon all living beings, like a god above the nine heavens, dominating the destiny of the world.

"This is the first time I have seen someone so arrogant!"

Gao Lan was now the real master of the Heavenly Ranking. He was cold and indifferent, extremely domineering, and carried such heavy pressure that Meng Qi unconsciously stayed away from him, in awe.

"That's because you have been trapped for twenty years and are already a frog in the well!"

Lu Chunyang faced him head-on, without giving in, and directly taunted Gao Lan with contempt and disdain in his expression.

Gao Lan was intangible with emotion and anger, he was ambitious, his eyes were full of coldness, but he was still able to remain calm.

"It's ridiculous that a loser who can't even protect his own woman dares to criticize the world!"

Lu Chunyang seemed to be deliberately irritating Gao Lan, so he smeared chili powder on Gao Lan's scars, causing the hero Gao Lan to lose his guard, his facial features were distorted, his expression was crazy, and he roared angrily.

"Lu Chunyang! You are looking for death!"

With the wrath of the Dharmakaya, the color of the sky and the earth changed. Tens of thousands of miles around instantly turned into darkness. The wind and clouds were raging, thunderstorms were coming, and the heaven and earth were filled with astonishing murderous intent. Gao Lan held the pitch black iron bar in his hand and slashed out.

The inconspicuous iron bar quickly faded away from its blackness and bloomed with a dazzling brilliance. On the front of the sword, there were engraved images of the sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers. On the back of the sword, there were immortals and demons bowing their heads, and monsters prostrate on the hilt. , the book is about farming, fish and animal husbandry, and the various forms of human race!

"Human Emperor Sword?"

Lu Chunyang looked sideways at this scene with a somewhat careless laziness and a slow tone, as if he didn't care about this legendary peerless weapon.

"Human Emperor Sword!"

Meng Qi was shocked. The iron bar Gao Lan brought out from the sea of ​​fire was actually the Human Emperor Sword, one of the ten magical weapons. Could it be that Gao Lan, the mad king, was really a born emperor, so that's why he was like this? He easily gained recognition from the Human Emperor Sword.

"It's a pity that the Human Emperor Sword has only just been awakened and cannot fully exert its full power. It is really disappointing!"

Lu Chunyang actually still had the skills to criticize and turned a blind eye to the Human Emperor Sword that was about to kill him. This kind of entrustment made Meng Qi worried. After all, the opponent was Jiang Zhiwei's uncle and the support of Xijian Pavilion.

"Also, Gao Lan, although you have attained the Dharma Body, you are still too weak in my eyes!"

Lu Chunyang moved, and slowly raised his right hand. At some point, a mahogany sword was already in his hand. With a wave of his slender and powerful right hand, the sky and the earth were filled with black and white, shaking the sky and blocking out the sun, and formed a world-shattering scene. The sword light fell from the nine heavens, extinguishing the dazzling brilliance, and struck hard at Gao Lan, who was suddenly discolored.

"boom!"

A meteor streaked across the sky, and the figure of the cold and domineering Gao Lan had disappeared. Just now, he was commenting on the world, but the mad king who looked down on all living beings was defeated so simply.