The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Except for the martial arts masters and the Changle Gao family, Meng Qi's eyes were obscured by the Northern Zhou sectarian family. He had never heard of Xuegong at all, and could only perfunctoryly. In the discourse, I wonder whether there is a gap in the realm level between the tall man of the French law and the two sage saints.

Gao Lan took two steps and made a sudden tap.

On the Longtai and footsteps, Meng Qi has always had an unreal feeling. He didn't even open the eyebrows and the entrance was involved in the battle of the Emperor's Sword. If he had not experienced two things, Zhenwu Suezuka and Rulai Divine Palm, Fear is still horrible, as it always is, he has always been nervous, afraid that he will come out of the devil and evil spirits.

And the monsters that can survive on Renhuang Longtai are probably all earth-shattering. Even if there is a high-view next to them, Meng Qi will not feel relieved. This is no less than six tasks and will not exceed the limit of the team. It was out of control, and various accidents could happen. Therefore, after hearing Gao Lan's frivolity, Meng Qi was startled. He was in front of the sword, guarded and mastered, but empty and no enemy came.

"What are you afraid of? If you can't deal with it, you won't have enough ten lives to die." Gao Lan gloated, "I was just surprised that the old ghost of the Wang family has also been here."

"Wang family old ghost?" Following Gao Lan's reference, Meng Qi found that Biren Shengduo's position of walking two steps had a feeling of hard work, and after careful tasting, he realized that there was a breath away from heaven and earth. "It is King Jiangdong The ancestor of the family? "

Gao Lan nodded, and after holding it with one hand, holding the true emperor's seal, he took another step: "When it was the Middle Ages, the old ghost of the Wang family was called 'Number Sage'."

"He went farther than Ren Sheng and Xin Sheng." Meng Qi said with emotion.

Gao Lan snorted: "It's just relying on the art of counting, blinding the secrets, stealing and playing tricks, and then you can make two more steps. The real realm should be almost the same."

I hate the magic stick as much as myself ... Meng Qidun meant to be a confidant, and he repeatedly said yes.

Take a few steps. The heavy stone gate was close in sight, and there was a crackling purple thunder by the door, and the feeling of violent and violent was striking.

"Overlord?" Meng Qi guessed.

There are only a handful of people who practice Thunder. The ancient thunder **** should have fallen when the emperor crushed the world.

Gao Lan stared at Zi Lei: "Yes, I only hate the time. I can't meet the six kings of the overlord and the nine nights of the **** Xiao."

His tone was full of warfare.

Provoked by his tone, Meng Qi also developed similar emotions. In the future, he will learn what he has learned and create his own "Six Kings of the Overlord"!

As the two approached, the sound of the purple thunder cracked louder, and Zhangya's dancing claws seemed to repel anyone approaching. Proud and overbearing.

But after all, it is just a little trace left by the ancient road of Emperor Huang, without any power, Gao Lan and Meng Qi have jumped one after another.

Suddenly, the two stopped at the same time, because a monk was sitting cross-legged beside the purple electricity!

He was wearing a gray monk robe, could not see his face, was thin and fluffy, with a glazed luster, showing dark gold, revealing the feeling of cleanliness, solemnity, freedom and relief.

"Breathe ..." Gao Lan sighed. The golden body dangling is illusory and has no real meaning.

"Who is this monk. It can be comparable to the overlord. In the Middle Ages, there were few Buddhas who won the Buddha's position. Could it be the pharmacist king Buddha? No, it doesn't feel like it." Gao Lan pondered the origin of the monk.

Meng Qi is also making guesses, sensing the characteristics of the golden body breath.

Suddenly, a long and long sigh came from his ear:

"So it is."

"Ananda?" Meng Qi was shocked and blurted out.

After the emperor, he still has signs of activity!

"Ananda? Big Arhat can barely do it ..." Gao Lan frowned. "But you can sit down with the demon holy. The demon retreat to Tianhaiyuan and other places, Ananda has no trace. I did not expect that after the emperor, he And this world ... "

Meng Qi took a deep breath. Relying on the side of Gaolan, near the golden body deduced from the imaginary atmosphere, he tried to investigate further, find clues, and get rid of Ananda's "entanglement."

Unfortunately, like Zidian, this is just a trace left by the ancient road of Emperor Huang. There is no substantial gain except for the characteristics.

"You are really interested in this monk ..." Gao Lan didn't even know what Meng Qi was good at and what school he came from. "Looking at you as a long sword, I thought you valued overlords even more. "

Meng Qi had no way to explain too much, and could only smile bitterly: "My younger brother has learned two types of Ananda breaking ring swordsmanship."

Gao Lan bowed his head gently without asking, his mind was no longer in this regard, and the left hand behind him was stretched out, pressing against the quaint quaint stone gate in front of him, pushing hard.

Shimen opened back heavy but silently, and Meng Qi jumped out of a sea of ​​golden fire.

The flames rose, and the snakes and phoenixes flickered from time to time. The periphery was golden, and the closer it went, the closer it was to blue and white. At a deeper level, Meng Qi couldn't see it at all, because the sight had been burned, and it kept burning. .

"Even if it's a great sunset," Gao Lan said with sorrow.

Meng Qi then got rid of the flames and the feeling of Yuanshen, and looked back.

The periphery of the sea of ​​fire is a strange dark gray stone, which is paved into an arc-shaped platform.

Dangdang Dangdang, the sound of the distant golden iron echoed around.

In addition, there are shouts, unwilling shouts, shouts unwilling to give in, and vows to fight hard for the way of birth.

Dangdang Dangdang, Meng Qi's blood was boiling, and it seemed to be back in the last years of ancient times. Forging a sword, sharpening a sword, cutting off thorns, killing demons, a race of survival, one inch of blood!

"At the end of the steps is the land where the Emperor casts the sword." Gao Lan flaunted his insights. "The" Human Emperor Sword "was not considered a peerless warrior at first, but with our human race and other oppressed souls, the belief is immortal from generation to generation. As the demon kings and demon sages were chopped under the sword and blood stained the red sword body, it slowly raised, and eventually reached the top with the Emperor! "

He said as he led Meng Qi to the jade steps, and when he got close, he suddenly took a breath: "The Holy Emperor has been here, and the demon Buddha has been here."

Meng Qi had no response and could only choose to believe what Gao Lan said.

The "Holy Emperor" enlightened, and the emperor sought to become a powerful tribe who succeeded to his throne. His later generations were evaluated as no less than the pharmacist Wang Buddha who was not yet nirvana at that time, but he was able to walk here, mostly by means of humane exercises or corresponding treasure.

As for the demon Buddha, can it provoke the existence of the Buddha?

"It seems that the demon Buddha didn't gain anything after breaking in, and became so angry that he wanted to destroy Longtai." Meng Qi guessed.

Gao Lanyu said, "Perhaps he wanted to force the Emperor's Sword, but unsuccessfully failed. Instead, he let Longtai conceal it and disappeared until the end of the Kang Dynasty."

He glanced at the jade-colored steps, his expression became dignified: "It is said that there is a true dragon in the depths of the sea of ​​fire, and there are ancient Jinwu. It is extremely dangerous. You just wait here and go deeper."

Meng Qi is a vulgar person, and he did not dare to provoke mythical creatures. He nodded and searched near the jade steps to see if there was any additional gain.

Gao Lan stepped on the steps, walked slowly, and walked, Meng Qi found that his figure began to sway illusively, as if caused by high temperature.

When he was about halfway, he was surrounded by white air, and there were tens of thousands of lights in it, and he had to stop, then sat cross-legged, holding the true emperor's seal, closed his eyes and meditated, and evoked the treasure. With the breath contained in this seal Use your own humanitarian skills as a bait to find the Emperor Sword.

Due to a few people coming and going, things outside the jade-colored steps were swept clean, and which round got Meng Qi, he had to turn his attention to the dark gray strange stones.

They can compete against the sea of ​​fire, which is nothing extraordinary ... Meng Qi took into account the image, first looked at Gao Lan, and found that he squatted down after focusing on searching, splitting with his palm, plucking with his hand, chopping with a knife, and it cost nine cattle Tiger Power also failed to get a small piece.

"It's really extraordinary ... when I get to the outside location, I will ask Zhao Laowu to come and explore together. If you don't believe me, you can't move away!" He could only comfort himself, sit down and adjust his interest rate to resume.

I don't know how long, Gao Lan was frustrated and said, "Isn't he the destined master of Emperor Huang Jian?"

He worked hard for a long time, and the whole sea of ​​fire was no different, the same as before.

He seemed to think that this trip would be good for capture ... Meng Qi wiped the cold sweat that did not exist.

The image of Gao Lan in his heart is strange, unlike other masters, he is always emotional and shameless, the city is very deep, but his personality is exposed, like a child like a lunatic.

"Well, maybe I'm in a bad state today, and try again tomorrow." Gao Lan had convinced himself, got up and stepped down on the jade steps.

Near the end of the steps, he suddenly squatted down, reached out to the sea of ​​fire, grabbed two things, one was a long thin stripe, and the other was full of iron. Both were iron black. It's like refining waste.

"Don't! Let Xun be surprised, and thought that the Emperor Sword would vote!" Gao Lan's disappointment overflowed.

Fearing that he lost control and went mad, Meng Qi hurriedly said, "Where can things that can appear on Longtai be worse? Brother Gao, do you think they will not change in the sea of ​​fire?

Gao Lan took a deep breath: "It makes sense, since the chance coincidentally discovered it, it is also a cause and effect, perhaps hiding the clue of the Emperor's Sword."

"It?" Meng Qi wondered.

The overview pointed to the bar: "It."

"I don't see anything, so weird."

"This should be the remnant of the refiner's Emperor Sword. It's a little brother. You can borrow my‘ True Emperor Seal ’.” Gao Lan threw the iron block full of maggots to Meng Qi, generously and boldly.

Meng Qi reached out to catch it, only to feel heavier, a little hesitant, more than twice as severe as the sky's wound.

"Left corners ... good, too!" Meng Qi was delighted by the unexpected fortune.

After collecting "iron", he saw that Gao Lan was going to leave, and then whispered, "Brother Gao, come back tomorrow?"

"Well!" Gao Lan held the "iron" bar, focusing on the main points. (To be continued)

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