Chapter 121 Reunion at Liushaji

There was a trance in front of him, and Jiang Yao's consciousness returned.

Opening his eyes, he found that he was still in the desert where he left last time, but the time had turned into night.

The surroundings still felt desolate, and the temperature around them became extremely low in the night.

Of course, all this has no impact on Jiang Yao. With his cultivation and body, he will not feel the slightest discomfort even if it lasts for several days.

After looking around, Jiang Yao identified the direction and headed forward.

His speed seemed not to be fast, but it was like shrinking into an inch, and he disappeared into the night after a moment.

This place has returned to a desolate and silent look.

Outside a dilapidated temple, a young man holding a long sword circled the temple, climbed up a big tree next to it, and hid in the canopy, trying to see clearly what was inside the temple. Condition.

He was a native of Gujiapu in the Western Regions. Because he admired his ancestors' heroic deeds of killing horse bandits and performing chivalrous acts of justice, he left the family and traveled abroad, hoping to achieve something like his ancestors.

During the day, he noticed the distress signal from the little monk captured by An Guoxie, so he took advantage of the night to investigate and confirm the identity of the little monk.

Of course, the gap between his strength and An Guoxie's was too big, and he would not dare to save people rashly. That would not be saving people, but sending them to death.

What he wanted to do was to find out the situation first. If the young monk was a righteous person, he would contact some senior experts around him and work together to force An Guoxie away and save the young monk.

He has opened his eyes and his eyesight is amazing. Even in the dark, he can roughly see the situation in the ruined temple.

But after seeing the situation in the temple clearly, his expression froze, with a look of disbelief on his face, and he almost screamed, and couldn't even hold back his breath.

There was no scene in the temple where the young monk was being tortured as a prisoner as he thought. Quite the contrary.

At this time, the young monk stood holding a bleeding sword and looked at the figure who fell to the ground in front of him.

But that great master with all nine apertures, the famous white-headed vulture An Guoxie, fell to the ground with an angry look, staring at Meng Qi in disbelief, and a knife mark was cut from the center of his eyebrows. , but has no breath.

Moreover, his body was covered with all kinds of hidden weapons. You can imagine what tragic experiences he had encountered before.

"who?"

The young man failed to restrain his aura due to surprise. After killing An Guoxie, Meng Qi, who was temporarily relaxed, was startled when he noticed the unfamiliar aura and shouted quickly.

At this time, the young man jumped down from the tree, calmly walked into the ruined temple, and said to Meng Qi: "Little master, don't panic, I'm not a bad person."

With that said, the young man introduced himself: "My friend, Gu Changqing, is from Gujiabao. I noticed you asking for help at the inn during the day, so I followed you under the cover of night, confirmed your identity, and then asked a few seniors to come and help. To think that the young master directly killed An Guoxie, I really admire him."

As he spoke, he looked at An Guoxie's body with an expression of disbelief.

At this time, he discovered that the color of An Guoxie's body was not right. It was obviously poisonous, and it suddenly became clear that he had relied on hidden weapons and poison to kill him. This was possible.

At this time, Meng Qi also realized who the guy in front of him was.

Although for the guy in front of him, it just happened during the day, for Meng Qi, three months have passed in the mission world.

Thinking of this, Meng Qi also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he was able to kill An Guoxie with the help of surprise, many hidden weapons and poisons, and the sword taught to him by Jiang Yao, Meng Qi was almost exhausted due to the continuous use of Ananda's Pojie Sword True Meaning and Life-saving Sword Techniques.

Although there is still a replica of the Xuanhuang Exquisite Pagoda of Heaven and Earth lent by Jiang Yao as a trump card, it is better not to use this secret treasure worth thousands of good deeds.

Thoughts were swirling in his heart, but Meng Qi's expression did not change at all. He clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, this young monk is lucky. During the day, he had no choice but to ask for help from all the young heroes. I am very grateful to have the help of Young Master Gu."

Gu Changqing showed a trace of shame on his face, and waved his hands quickly: "I just came here to investigate. An Guoxie was killed by the young master himself. How can I be called a helping hand?"

Feeling Gu Changqing's mood swings, Meng Qi's heart moved. He was an upright and passionate young man. He happened to be a native of the Western Region, and he should know the place very well.

Meng Qi remembered that he was going to rendezvous with Brother Jiang Yao and to find the whereabouts of his junior brother, so he could ask him to help guide him.

Although they had been to Liushaji, Meng Qi and An Guoxie had been chasing them all the way, and they no longer knew where they were now.

Thinking about it, Meng Qi said with sincerity: "Gu Shaoxia is being humble. Even though he knew that his strength was insufficient, Gu Shaoxia still ignored the danger and had the heart to save others. This proves that Gu Shaoxia is a truly heroic and upright young man."

Hearing the two titles of Xia Gan Yi Dan and Zheng Dao Shao Xia, Gu Changqing's heart suddenly warmed up and he could hardly control the joyful expression on his face. He also felt more and more pleased with the little monk in front of him.

He tried hard to calm down his self-satisfied expression, and said with a calm and modest expression: "This is what we, the righteous people, should have, and the young master is overly praised."

As he spoke, a trace of curiosity appeared on his face and he said: "From the accent of the young master, he should be from the Jin Dynasty. How could he come to the Western Regions and be hunted by An Guoxie?"

"The young monk is a Shaolin disciple of the Jin Dynasty, and this time he is with the master."

Seeing the passionate young man in front of me with only two orifices of cultivation. Faced with An Guoxie, a master of the Nine Apertures, who dared to secretly come to try to rescue him, Meng Qi understood that this was a real passionate young hero, so he did not hide it, but only made some cover-ups about his counterattack against An Guoxie. .

Finally, Meng Qicai revealed his purpose: "I wonder if Gu Shaoxia can give the young monk a map of the nearby area so that the young monk will not get lost?"

"I didn't expect that such a big event would happen in the Western Region. The masters of the black list fought against the masters of the earth list. It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to see this shocking battle!"

As he said that, Gu Changqing showed a pityful look. These two people were considered rare and peerless experts in his family.

After a while, Gu Changqing gathered his thoughts and said: "Young master, I don't know something. The terrain of the vast sea is extremely complicated. I'm afraid it's difficult to remember it in detail. My family has lived in the vast sea for a long time. If the young master trusts me, why not let me be my little master?" Master leads the way."

Meng Qi originally planned to ask him about the nearby map, but was stunned when he heard his words, and then his face lit up. It would be better to have a guide.

He clasped his hands together and said sincerely: "Amitabha, thank you so much for the benefactor."

The two cleaned up, destroyed An Guoxie's body, and began to calculate the route.

The next day, Meng Qi dressed up in disguise, put on his long-favored white Confucian shirt, put on a gauze hat, and headed with Gu Changqing towards the meeting place agreed upon with Jiang Yao, Quicksand.

Quicksand Collection.

The last market town in the Western Region that goes west into the "Sea of ​​Death" is surrounded by windy sand and decadent and dim trees, making the entire market town even more desolate.

However, as the last supply point to the vast sea of ​​death in the west, there are still many merchants, knights or travelers coming and going in the market town.

Some of these are people from the Central Plains, but most of them are people from the Western Regions with high noses, deep eyes, and hair of different colors. There are even some so-called descendants of gods and demons with double horns on their heads, or eyes on their foreheads.

Outside the quicksand, Meng Qi, who was wearing a white Confucian shirt, and Gu Changsheng, who looked like a frail scholar, came on horseback, like two scholars who had traveled far away.

Looking at the entrance of Quicksand Collection, Meng Qi breathed a sigh of relief, finally arriving.

He thought he had found a guide who was familiar with the local terrain, but he was not reliable at all. He made several mistakes along the way. If he had not taken his image as a monk into consideration, Meng Qi would have complained about it.

Looking at the quicksand in front of him, he felt expectant in his heart. He didn't know if Brother Jiang had arrived?

As long as he sees Jiang Yao, who is tenth on the list and masters the Dharmakaya-level swordsmanship, he will be completely safe.

Meng Qi still has a hard time remembering the terrifying sword light he saw in the last mission world, and he has a different feeling every time he recalls it.

Seeing Meng Qi staring blankly at the quicksand in front of him, Gu Changqing showed a hint of embarrassment on his face and said, "Master Zhending, don't blame me. I have little experience and am not very familiar with the terrain, so haha, don't you see this?" Reached?"

"Yes, I know."

Meng Qi didn't refute, and nodded slightly to save his face, but he no longer maintained the words of the eminent monk.

After finishing speaking, Meng Qi prepared to head inside with Gu Changqing.

At this moment, a clear voice came into his ears, causing him to stop subconsciously.

"Junior Brother Zhending, you are a little late!"

‘Brother Jiang! ’

When Meng Qi heard the familiar voice, his eyes showed a hint of joy, and he quickly followed the voice to find Jiang Yao.

Gu Changqing saw Meng Qi's appearance and asked curiously: "Master Zhending, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at Gu Changqing's look, Meng Qi immediately understood that Jiang Yao had just used the technique of transmitting sounds into secrets, so he could only hear them himself.

He turned his head and looked not far away, just in time to see Jiang Yao's figure.

In a secluded place on the edge of the quicksand collection, poplar euphratica trees stand in various shapes and forms.

Under one of the poplar trees, a figure wearing a mysterious robe sat there, with a simple and straight long knife stuck beside him.

His figure seems to be perfectly integrated with the long sword beside him, the surrounding world, and the surrounding environment, giving people a sense of perfection.

He is obviously sitting there, but if you don't look carefully, you can't notice the slightest breath at all, as if it is the vast earth, which people subconsciously ignore.

Moreover, that figure seemed to be surrounded by an invisible energy, and all the surrounding gravel was blocked by it.

So obviously in this land of yellow sand in the Gobi where the sky is filled with yellow sand and flying gravel, that figure is extremely clean.

Seeing this scene, Meng Qi's eyes showed a look of envy that could not be concealed. He suddenly felt that his white Confucian shirt, which was stained with gravel, no longer smelled good. This was the style of painting he wanted in front of him!