There is a saying among the people that the left eye is twitching and the right eye is twitching and the right eye is twitching and disaster is twitching. Mo Li never believes it.

Eyelid twitching is caused by overwork, which is caused by restlessness and insomnia. From the perspective of pulse, it is related to the heart and spleen.

What's the good or bad thing? How could you believe it as a doctor?

Now Mo Li's eyelids twitched for no reason. Although reason told him that this should be because he was upset about the treasure of the Emperor's Tomb, he couldn't help but think of this folk proverb.

Why is it not the left eye stoke, but the right eye?

Mo Li stroked the soft sword with some uncertainty.

Speaking of which, Meng Qi has extremely high martial arts skills. Even if he doesn’t have weapons in hand, ordinary people can’t do anything to him.

What's more, this is Shangyun Mountain, which is the territory of the Taijing Dragon Vein. No matter who has any accident, Meng Qi will not have any accident. Mo Li has never been worried before, but now he suddenly feels a little uneasy...

——Want to find Meng Qi?

Mo Li glanced at Liuhe Temple, the Jinyiwei went in and out of the main hall of the front yard, and the monks gathered here. No matter who was informing the ancestor Qingwu, they would be stared at by others now, and it would be difficult to act alone.

Mo Li's heart moved and called a passerby Jinyiwei.

"What are your instructions?"

After receiving Gong Jun's order, the Jinyiwei was polite to Mo Li. Maybe they didn't agree with it. However, seeing that this was a doctor who treated their colleagues, Deputy Commander Gong had clear orders, they still used superficial skills.

"I went to the near the backyard pagoda to see the situation. When you asked about it, you said I'll be back immediately."

The Jinyiwei responded, and Mo Li immediately used his light skills to run towards the pagoda.

The location there is relatively high. If Meng Qi and the ancestor Qingwu, the movement and sound will definitely be small, and you may see the approximate location on the pagoda.

The area of ​​Dragon Claw Peak is not small, and it is covered by dense forests. If you look for it blindly, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Even if an ordinary person stands on a pagoda, it is difficult for him to really find Meng Qi. Mo Li is different. He still has some sense of spiritual energy. The movement and stillness of the sound he thinks is mainly in terms of spiritual energy, which is different from other people in the martial arts world. He has to see flying sand and stones and hear a shocking sound before he knows something is wrong.

What if it is thirty or fifty miles apart?

As soon as Mo Li climbed the pagoda, before he could stand still, he saw a large group of birds coming from the east, as if he was frightened.

——I really met it!

Mo Li's heart was shocked and immediately turned to the east of the pagoda, raising her eyes to look at it.

Liuhe Temple is in front of a valley, not in a valley, so the terrain is quite high.

When people were on the pagoda, they could vaguely see a valley nearby, but the trees were lush and there was basically nothing to see. Mo Li quickly thought of the origin of Liuhe Temple and the past when Emperor Chen Li moved the temple, and then guessed that the direction of Xianyue Temple was in.

The powerful internal force collided, destroying the house like a decay, and the broken tiles and beams flew high.

So close?

Mo Li was a little surprised. He was not surprised that the ancestor Qingwu was hiding in Xianyueguan with people, but that Meng Qi had been away for so long. Logically speaking, he should have found the land with the pigeon long ago?

Could it be that the people of the Qingwu Ancestor were also playing tricks on the three holes of the rabbit. In order to prevent being followed, the pigeon's place was actually on another mountain. After taking the message from the pigeon, he turned back to the Dragon Claw Peak?

It sounds a bit unnecessary.

It doesn't look like the style of the Qingwu Ancestor, after all, he even dares to kill the Jinyiwei.

Thinking of Gong Jun and others being ambushed, Mo Li felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say anything wrong. He just felt that according to common sense, the ancestor Qingwu should not be like this, and he was too unscrupulous.

Mo Li was "young" after all, and he didn't understand power and tricks. If no one mentioned it, he would never have thought of this.

"...The spiritual energy is indeed a bit abnormal." Mo Li stared at that direction and said to herself.

The clouds and mist of Dragon Claw Peak seem to be gathering towards that valley.

Mo Li turned over and jumped over the railing, her arms spread slightly, and she fell down quickly. Seeing the Jinyiwei under the pagoda screaming and was about to rush to save the person, she ran to the tower but didn't wait for the figure that fell.

When I looked up again, the doctor was already on the treetops outside the temple.

“…Is this a person, or a bird?”

The Jinyiwei was stunned. He obviously had never seen such light skills. The deputy commander had always kept his weaknesses. He had no idea how many abilities they had.

"No wonder Tongzhi asked us to be more polite to this doctor." Jinyiwei was shocked, and then he couldn't help but wonder what Mo Li saw on the pagoda.

While they sent someone to report to Gong Jun, they also went up the tower.

At this time, outside Xinyue Temple, Meng Qi had already tried more than a hundred tricks with the Qingwu Ancestor.

Except for the first palm, which is to fight for internal strength without dodging, other moves are taken out and stopped immediately. Often, the moves are changed halfway before they are used, because the opponent has already noticed his offensive range and has been waiting there in advance.

The so-called flaws change instantly.

If it is empty, it is solid, and if it is solid, it is empty.

If you are not careful, you will make a mistake in judgment, and if you make a mistake in one step, you will get a disadvantage in the fight.

However, the situation is indeed evenly matched. Until now, there is no gain in the battle except destroying half a Xinyue Temple and more than a dozen trees.

Not only Meng Qi frowned, but also the ancestor Qingwu was a little impatient.

The ancestor Qingwu also practiced the broken fist and learned two or three skillful palms and fingering techniques. As a result, these could not be effective in front of Meng Qi, and he could not see the martial arts used by Meng Qi.

This former national master seemed to have abandoned the complex and changeable moves and reached the state of no moves to be better than moves.

It floats and stagnates, and there is no trace at all.

Sometimes the method of resolving the offensive is more like the way used by the last generation in the world. What is the black tiger's heart-wrenching, cutting Huashan, and sweeping across thousands of troops... Not to mention the people in the martial arts world, even those who run to the world to sell Daliwan can do it.

However, when it comes to Meng Qi's hands, it can turn decay into magic.

Now I just clicked it lightly and used the so-called "Immortal Guide" to break the twelfth posture of "Qingming Bone Hand" that has not been passed down in the martial arts world.

The clothes are fluttering, the fingers are slender, and they don’t look relaxed and freehand, but they actually show what the "immortal" means to guide the way. It is a world of difference from the tricks used by the last generation in the world.

The four changes in the twelfth posture of "Qingming Bone Hand" were all blocked by the remaining force of this finger.

Even though he was angry, the ancestor Qingwu was also shocked.

This person seems... not a person in this world.

He seemed to be competing with the masters in the heyday of the martial arts hundreds of years ago. At that time, the masters pursued the supreme realm of martial arts, and their every move had such a mysterious and incomprehensible meaning.

At that time, the evil sects of righteousness fought vigorously, and the martial arts of both sides were lost. They caught the imperial court and the chaos in the world. It was extremely difficult for each sect to find a disciple with great talent, and the entire martial arts world declined.

The ancestor Qingwu was very interested in the martial arts world at that time and read a lot of ancient books. Now the more he fights, he feels that such a person is, and he should have ordinary ambitions with him.

"Does the national master still continue to fight?" Zhao Zangfeng, the ancestor of Qingwu, said in a deep voice, "Qi destroyed Chu. After all, the Chu Dynasty's achievements are still the part of the National Master Meng. Now he has to stand on the side of the traitor Lu Zhang and keep the dragon throne for him?"

Meng Qi sneered and ignored him.

He found that the internal strength of the Qingwu Ancestor was strange. Although it was strong, it was still a little impure.

If the internal strength is cultivated by oneself, this situation will only occur when the cultivation level is very low. If a master has such characteristics, he will use the method of the side and left-minded.

——Either absorb other people’s internal strength or take spiritual medicines of heaven and earth treasure.

Seeing that Meng Qi refused to speak and pressed him step by step, the ancestor Qingwu had to use the weapon he relied on to become famous.

That whisk!

The whisk is the silk of heaven, and the handle is black iron.

The iron whisk is a vicious weapon in the world. The whisk is dazzling when swung. The hidden iron handle is slammed with force. After pouring into internal force, it is particularly powerful.

In severe cases, the muscles and bones are broken, and in mild cases, they will be beaten to a long time and will not be able to relieve their breath.

The silk silk on the whisk of the Qingwu Ancestor can not only disturb people's ears and ears, but also use strong internal force to shake it open to cut off trees as thick as bowls in the waist, and even neat marks can be drawn out on the surface of the rocks.

Meng Qi couldn't help but avoid it. He reached out and touched it, and then realized that the sword was not carried.

The sword has been sent out as a token of love!

A mistaken plan.

Meng Qi thought to himself that if he had known this guy was so difficult, he should have brought the doctor with him.

Meng Qi didn't care whether he would be beaten up by a group when he came alone.

Because group fights are impossible, unless the subordinates or disciples of the Qingwu Patriarch have such a state of martial arts, even if they are anxious to death, they will not be able to get close to the battle circle.

A top master like him and the doctor is not a cabbage, you can easily meet two or three.

Besides, even if someone with martial arts skills is comparable to that of the Qingwu Ancestor, he probably won’t be Zhao Zangfeng’s subordinates. He is willing to obey his orders. The Qingwu Ancestor will not be assured to call such disciples or subordinates.

There are only ones who are as good as the doctor and have good martial arts skills, and trust each other!

Meng Qi thought with confidence.

"Why don't the national master stop and listen to the old Taoist's explanation?"

“Not interested.”

"It is related to the revival of martial arts in the world, and isn't the national teacher interested?"

"No."

Meng Qi replied without hesitation that he is not a man from the world! No, he is not even a man!

The ancestor Qingwu frowned and asked, "Is it possible that the national master also believes in the way of breaking the ban with martial arts, and believes that if the court wants to maintain long-term stability, it must eliminate all the sects in the world?"

"The people in the martial arts world are like wild grass, with wild fires endless and spring breezes again. It is not difficult to shock the people in the martial arts world. Except for those green forest heroes who "collect protection fees", all sects have land shops. Whoever wants to clear the martial arts world directly when they are idle, is Lu Zhang?"

Meng Qi didn't believe it, Lu Zhang was not so stupid.

"Mr. Meng's face remains unchanged. Isn't it that he has gained and lost martial arts books? Ancient heroes can use swords to hurt people, fly swords thousands of miles away to take the head of people, and live a thousand years long. Even if they die, they can still be reincarnated." The ancestor Qingwu's eyes lit up, showing abnormal fanaticism.

Meng Qi initially thought he was joking, but then found out that the man was serious.

"Take the words seriously, are you crazy?"

"The national master pretends to be deaf and dumb, pretending not to know." The ancestor Qingwu snorted coldly, "The national master's appearance, dares to say that he has no strange experience? Dare to say that he has no strange places? Even the old Taoist also benefited a lot from the magical arts in this world. Otherwise, how could this skill come from?"

Meng Qi subconsciously sarcastically said, "What skill? Did he harm others or took spiritual medicine?"

At this moment, he suddenly felt a familiar aura, then he swung his finger and jumped to the left.

The ancestor Qingwu thought Meng Qi was going to escape, but he chased him without thinking.
Chapter completed!