Chapter 390: Thin Blue Shirt

Xingyun Banquet... Meng Qi nodded with a smile and took the invitation:

"Tell your young master that Su will attend the banquet as scheduled."

The date of the banquet marked on the invitation is New Year's Eve, which seems to have the meaning of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new. Calculating the time, Meng Qi's schedule will not be tight, so he plans to go to Wen'an first to complete Yun Zhongzi's commission.

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Wen'an, Jiangdong, is near the end of the year. The north wind is blowing. Although there is no snow and the river is blocked, the environment is damp and cold, and the weather is gloomy. It seems that no matter how many or thick clothes you wear, you can't stop the cold from penetrating. It is a completely different feeling from the scenery of the north.

Lv Jian, who is famous for his wide range of friends, holds a red copper sleeve stove with his hands in his sleeves. He walks on the street in the cold wind with a smile on his face, nodding and greeting people from time to time. It seems that he knows people everywhere.

When he was young, he was ambitious and made his way through the martial arts world. With his sociable skills, he met many famous people. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured and failed to receive timely treatment, which left him with a root of illness. He had no hope of making a breakthrough, so he had to return to his hometown and rely on his connections to become a local tyrant.

Cough, cough, he coughed a few times and wrapped his sleeves tighter to resist the cold inside and outside his body.

This is his old injury, which makes him particularly uncomfortable every winter. Otherwise, how could this degree of coldness alone help a master with seven orifices?

"The turmoil in the martial arts world is so fierce..." Lu Jian sighed and said to himself.

Whenever he felt stiff all over in winter, he was particularly moved by this. If he had chosen to inherit the family business instead of going out to venture, he would have become a nine-orifice person safely. Although he had no hope of becoming a half-step outsider, at least he would not have to suffer for two or three months every year. Unfortunately, he was young and ambitious at that time. He felt that if he could not become an outsider, he would be ashamed of coming to this world, so he traveled far and wide, going through water and fire, seeking the way to become an outsider.

Now thinking back, there are countless people who have opened their orifices, but how many can open the gate of life and death? For ordinary people in the martial arts world, hope is so slim!

"Second uncle, why are you so sad like an old man?" His nephew Lu Huo, who was walking beside him, couldn't help laughing. His second uncle was only forty years old, but when he felt about the martial arts world, he always looked like a man in his seventies or eighties, lifeless and sighing.

Lu Jian laughed and scolded: "When you have been in the martial arts world, you will understand my current state of mind..."

Speaking of this, he suddenly recalled the various martial arts experiences he had experienced:

Suppressing bandits, besieging evil demons, and risking his life for a certain relic...

I have also been drunk in Louwailou, won money in Tianzi No. 1 Casino, rushed three hundred miles in the wind and moonlight, and went through fire and water for a certain promise...

Jin Li, who is a bastard but never complains about himself, Xue Rui, who always smiles and likes to play tricks on people, Zhong Meixian, who always blushes and is shy but never abandons her companions in the face of enemies... Friends with deep friendships flashed in Lu Jian's mind one by one, making him feel warm. He sighed again that if he had not chosen to venture into the martial arts world, his life would be monotonous and poor, and even his memories would seem pale. Alas, if he went back to the beginning and chose again, he would probably make the same decision.

Lu Huo was at the age when he was looking forward to the martial arts world. He didn't care about his second uncle's words and looked at the heroes with swords and sabers.

Suddenly, he shouted: "Second uncle, look, the new list of people is out!"

They passed the Wen'an Yamen of Liushenmen.

"List of people?" Lu Jian was quite surprised. The list of people was updated so frequently? Could there be a big change in the ranking?

As one of the local snakes, it was a must to understand the news of the martial arts world. He took his nephew and guards to the square in front of the Yamen to study the list of people.

"Crazy, the ranking of Su Meng, the crazy knife, has been improved again!" Lu Huo exclaimed. It has been less than three months, and Su Meng has improved his ranking again. It is incredible!

Except for the period when one first enters the martial arts world and slowly demonstrates his strength, the ranking improvement usually takes half a year. After all, it takes time to grow one's cultivation, and one cannot defeat stronger enemies just by thinking. However, it has not been three months since Su Meng defeated the "Five-sided Emperor Sword" in Jiangdong, and he has done something shocking again. The combat power he has shown makes it hard to believe that he is the same person as he was more than two months ago!

"What?" Lu Jian was also quite shocked. He stared at the front and found that the rankings of He Jiu and others had not changed, but the latter was different from before:

"Name: Su Meng, formerly known as Zhending."

"Martial arts: Seven Apertures, initially practiced the Golden Bell Cover, and is currently suspected of switching to a similar self-defense hard skill. His spirit is stronger than that of ordinary nine apertures, and his divine power is amazing; he mainly uses the right-handed sword, supplemented by the left-handed sword. His swordsmanship is not systematic but he is good at risking his life. His swordsmanship has obtained the true meaning of the first and second styles of Ananda's swordsmanship, and can be used continuously without stimulating blood and essence."

"With the help of the treasure in his hand , he can also derive thunder-like external sword moves, and with full strength he can deliver a nearly external strike. At the same time, he has achieved success in sword arts, has mastered the essence of the art, and has become a master. He also has the means to summon heavenly thunder,"

"Battle record: fighting against 'white-headed vulture' An Guoxie; in the training ground of Yedu County Yamen, he narrowly defeated 'guarding the righteous sword' Wang Zai by half a move; in Jiangzhou Maoling Guanjin Garden, he escaped unscathed from the 'shocking 100-mile' Jiang Hengchuan's determination to kill him, with the wind and clouds changing color, lightning and thunder; in Dongyang Villa, he forced 'calculating immortality' Wang Siyuan to return his sword for defense; on the streets of Changchuan, Jiangzhou, he narrowly defeated 'five-sided imperial sword' Qing Yu..."

"He traveled thousands of miles and was surrounded by the Demon Shadow Cold Palm, the Fiery Human Demon and the Soul-Falling Flute outside the temple beside the Longyan Mountain Road. He killed all of them in a one-on-three situation. The details of the fight are unknown, but the Mad Blade Su Meng has the Golden Bell Cover and other hard skills, and is obviously better at dealing with similar situations than other masters on the list."

"Ranking: Sixth."

"Nickname: Mad Blade, Mang Jin Gang, Thunder Blade Crazy Monk."

"Identity: Abandoned Shaolin Disciple, Jianghu Knight."

One battle eliminated the Demon Shadow Cold Palm, the Fiery Human Demon and the Soul-Falling Flute? Lu Jian couldn't believe his eyes.

Although the Demon Shadow Cold Palm had gone astray and its strength had greatly decreased, as the battle progressed, the backlash would become more and more serious, and it would become weaker and weaker, but it was at least a half-step external scene that had been properly broken through, with outstanding body movements and terrible palm power. In addition, the Fiery Human Demon, which ranked at the top among the human demons, and the famous Soul-Falling Flute of Zuo Dao were reasonably matched, with both long-range and short-range, control and strong attack. Even if it surrounded and killed a normal half-step external scene, it would probably be enough, not to mention Su Meng, who only had seven orifices?

This is simply unbelievable!

Moreover, even if such a record was ranked in the top five, no one would question it. Considering that Su Meng's skills were better at fighting life and death and besieging, the Six Gates placed him in sixth place, which was suspected of suppression.

"Too, too amazing! He was able to kill all three evil demons of this level!" Lu Huo was inexplicably excited, muttering to himself, "Is the sword and sword so powerful? I really want to learn!

Maybe it's because he is a genius... Lu Jian ignored his nephew's shouting and thought about the problem by himself.

After hearing about the sword and sword, he suddenly felt that Su Meng's information on the human list seemed different from before. It was not because of the reduction in the record. After all, the human list has a limited number of words, and it mainly reflects the most important and latest situations. Instead, the sword and sword have been downplayed, and it seems that Su Meng has been less As for the use of swords, the knife is the main one, and the description of swordsmanship is becoming more and more concise.

Of course, because this part of the content was not removed at once, but the words were changed, Lu Jian did not think too much, and shook his head and smiled bitterly:

I worked hard and risked fighting many times in the past, but I couldn't get on the list. Now, just a few years after the age of thirty-five, I have seen what the rapid progress of the ranking of the list is, and what it means to be angry to death by comparing with others!

The rankings behind are not postponed, and there are also a few changes. There are newcomers on the list, and there are also breakthroughs or those who are old enough to be removed from the list.

"Let's go, go home quickly." Lu Jian held the hand warmer tightly and urged his nephew. Every time he looked at the list, he sighed more and more, especially now it was the season when the winter wind was the strongest.

Lu Huo turned around reluctantly, walked for a while, and when he reached the bridge, he suddenly said: "Second uncle, do you know which sect is the best in both swords and knives?"

"You can't use a knife or a sword well, so what do you want to be the best in both swords and knives? "Lu Jian felt a sense of disappointment towards his nephew.

"Maybe I am good at sword and saber coordination." Lu Huo said excitedly.

Lu Jian was about to speak when he suddenly saw a young man in green robe standing in front of him.

He stood quietly by the bridge, with his hands behind his back, looking at the riddle hanging on the nearby tree. He was dressed in green, wearing a turban on his head, elegant and free and easy.

At first glance, he was not conspicuous, but if you look closely, you will find that this young man in green, the stone arch bridge, the river, the trees, and the ground form a harmonious whole, a whole that is not more or less than one point, as if he is this world, and it is only a matter of thought to accommodate and exclude those who enter.

On a moonless night, the water gurgles, the green trees wither, the arch bridge rises and falls, the ground does not move, the surroundings are quiet, and only the sound of water can be heard, which makes people feel like they are in a dream. Lu Jian's expression became solemn, and his eyes subconsciously focused on the hands of the young man in green. They were carried behind his back, slender and powerful, with a faint fluorescence, like jade carvings, with an indescribable strange charm.

"Are you Lu Jian? "The young man in green turned his head, revealing a face with seemingly primitive features, but when put together, it exuded a magical and enchanting appeal like a god or demon, and his voice was steady and heavy.

Lu Jian was startled and came back to his senses: "It is me, what do you want to ask you?"

"I was entrusted by someone to come and find the whereabouts of Jin Li. Are you sure that the last place he appeared was Wen'an?" The young man in green said in a calm tone.

He was Meng Qi. Because it was related to Yuanshi Tianzun, it was impossible for him to come to investigate directly in his true identity, and it was impossible for him to wear a mask all the time, so he changed his image again with the help of the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art and the disguise object, and appeared in a new identity.

Lu Jian looked at both sides, signaled the guards to take Lu Huo away, and then bowed and said: "Are you from the Jin family? "

"Jin Li and I are friends of life and death. More than three years ago, he suddenly came to Wen'an and said a lot of words that seemed normal at the time but now seem quite strange. Then he left my humble home in the rainy night. At that time, I didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that he was going somewhere else. It was not until recently that the Jin family sent someone to inquire about him that I learned that he had been missing for several years. Calculating the time, it was the days when he was in Wen'an. "