Chapter 431 Not a Human (Asking for Monthly Votes)

"Assassination?" Whether it was Min Renlong who was born in the big sect or Yuanyang who was born in the Southern Wilderness, the four newcomers were all fledglings who had not yet experienced the world. They were still just imagining the assassination. Now that they were suddenly encountered, I didn't know whether they were excited or not. Afraid, all eyes turned to the "newcomer leader" Meng Qi.

In their hearts, the young master whose true strength is unclear is lazy, smiling, and has a leisurely posture. Even though he is carrying a long sword, he does not make people feel intimidated or intimidated. He is quite charming in an unfamiliar environment.

Meng Qi picked up the teapot, poured himself a cup, took a sip, and smiled with his eyes slightly bent: "Don't look at me, I am just a 'mentor' and will not interfere too much in your tasks. From now on, you must learn to make your own decisions. situation, make your own strategies, and complete your tasks yourself.”

The word "teacher" in the main world comes from Buddhism to describe how the Buddha guides all living beings to become enlightened and transcend the sea of ​​suffering. Therefore, Wu Xiuxian, Weng Lingyu and others did not have any difficulty in understanding it. Yuan Yang was left a little confused, but combined with the previous and following sentences, he could still understand it. Find out the meaning.

After they looked at each other, Yuan Yang said with dissatisfaction: "In our southern wilderness, if you want to surround and kill monsters or people from hostile tribes, you must understand their habits and the surrounding environment in advance, otherwise you will not be able to start. "

The tribe she was born in is close to Dajin and often goes to border markets, so the Dajin official language is very fluent. However, with the Six Paths, there is no need to worry about internal communication problems. It will automatically unify the language to the one with the largest number of users. The minority seems to speak a foreign language, but in other people's ears it is still the mainstream.

"Yes, we are not familiar with the place. We don't know Tiexin Hall or the Demonic Sword of Parting, so we have no way to start." Min Renlong looked around, and based on the Jianghu experience taught by his teacher, he looked for someone who seemed to be well-informed in this noisy inn.

Soon, he stood up and was about to leave his seat.

"Min Shaoxia, where are you going?" Weng Lingyu asked nervously.

She is the daughter of an ordinary escort. She has not yet awakened and has never seen the world. If it were not for the three people who share the same problem and Meng Qi as a mentor, she would have collapsed. Now seeing Min Renlong leave inexplicably, she is naturally uneasy.

Min Renlong smiled and said, "Of course I'm going to inquire about the news."

"Do you recognize the local snake?" Wu Xiuxian blurted out.

Meng Qi was smiling and playing with the teacup beside him, watching them discuss, just like watching himself and others a few years ago.

"I don't know, but money can make all the difference." Min Renlong patted his bulging wallet.

"Order whatever you want, you can't go hungry during the assassination." Meng Qi suddenly said.

Min Renlong nodded and walked away, looking for the shopkeeper first.

The remaining three newcomers looked at each other and were silent for a while. Wu Xiuxian, the direct descendant of the small sect, couldn't help but say: "According to what the young master said..."

He subconsciously looked at Meng Qi.

Meng Qi nodded slightly and motioned for him to continue.

"According to what the young master said, the mission of the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation will not be easy, but it will not make it impossible for us to complete it. At present, the information is insufficient. We will not consider the situation of borrowing external help. We will simply rely on the strength of the four of us. If arranged properly, There should be a chance to kill the Demonic Sword of Farewell, and if there is any omission, it may ruin itself. In other words, Fu Cuo's strength should be slightly higher than that of the four of us joining forces head-on. Considering the existence of Min Shaoxia and the influence brought by the identity of the Xiang Master, For protection, the target should be the realm from the fourth orifice to the sixth orifice.”

In the small sect, those who can enlighten themselves before the age of twenty are rare and good ones. Naturally, Wu Xiuxian is highly regarded. There are many elders who give advice, and he considers the problem in a systematic way.

He glanced at Meng Qi again: "As incense masters, all have cultivation levels from four to six orifices. The elders and hall masters of Tiexin Hall have probably opened seven or eight orifices. It is impossible to say that all nine orifices have been opened at the same time. We will combine them later. From the information Min Shaoxia has gathered, knowing the size of Tie Xintang's power in the world, we can roughly understand the upper limit of this world's strength. However, we don't have to worry. Most enemies with more than six orifices will not appear. Even if they do, it should be the mission of the young master. category."

Meng Qi always wore a leisurely smile and nodded when he heard this, indicating that they did not need to consider enemies with six orifices and above.

"Maybe the Demonic Sword of Farewell was squeezed out, and he is just the Xiang Master, but his actual cultivation is at the forefront of Tiexin Hall?" Weng Lingyu said in a soft voice. She has seen many parents who are short-sighted, and those with strength may not be able to rank high. The lower the level of martial arts. The more so.

Yuan Yang agreed: "That's right, my father is one of the top ten masters in the clan, but he offended the clan leader and has never been able to become an elder."

The three of them started a discussion with just a short line of mission description, which reminded Meng Qi of his own past. He once tried to act as a dog-headed strategist, but unfortunately, things were unpredictable and he became the only choice for the team.

He sighed and reminded: "We have to consider the uniqueness of the cultivation methods in our world. Not every place follows the path of enlightenment and inner scenes."

"Is there any other way to practice?" Weng Lingyu and Wu Xiuxian were startled.

Yuan Yang, a girl from the Southern Wilderness, nodded thoughtfully. There were demons dancing wildly, monsters running rampant, and tribes numerous. The cultivation methods were all kinds of weird, such as being connected to the life of a Gu insect, and slowly improving the Gu insect by feeding corresponding medicines and flesh, thus Improve yourself.

Meng Qi glanced at her and chuckled: "The Blood Clothes Sect is rampant in the Southern Wilderness, and their cultivation methods are very weird. I believe Miss Yuan will be familiar with them."

The Blood Clothes Sect, one of the Nine Demon Paths, was expelled from the Central Plains in the past, took root in the barren mountains and rivers of the Southern Wilderness, and became the overlord of the region. The leader condensed the true form of the "Blood Sea Rakshasa" and suppressed the Southern Wilderness.

Speaking of which, thanks to the strangeness of their skills, the Nine Evil Paths have many tricks, and the possibility of achieving the Dharmakaya is higher than that of the Righteous Path, but the further they go, the more they suffer, and they often stagnate. Moreover, they have a bad relationship with each other, and even wish each other to be destroyed, so they are suppressed by the Righteous Path and everyone wants to kill them.

Yuan Yang showed a little fear: "Yes, I have seen the disciples of the Blood Robe Cult embroider runes on themselves with hot needles..."

At this time, Min Renlong returned with joy, and just as he approached, he lowered his voice and said: "I have found out clearly that Tiexintang is the leader of the Left Path, and the hall master is one of the best masters in the world. The specific realm is unknown. This is not the headquarters, but it is also a city within the strength of Tiexintang. The 'Farewell Demon Sword' Fu Cuo is the emperor of the city, and he should have opened his eyes and ears..."

With more information, the four newcomers discussed more enthusiastically, as if they were in a secret room.

Soon, the waiter brought the food and wine. They were already hungry and talked while eating. Meng Qi smiled and ate beside him. He was enjoying the meal.

"Now we need to figure out Fu Cuo's daily habits and find opportunities to assassinate him." Min Renlong was full of confidence. This was his first battle in the martial arts world!

As a rookie, Weng Lingyu was not very confident and looked at Meng Qi: "Sir, how are we doing?"

"Not bad." Meng Qi put down his chopsticks and said with a smile, "But there are three mistakes."

"What mistakes?" Min Renlong was a little bit unbelievable.

Meng Qi played with the wine glass: "First, if you don't keep things secret, you will lose your life. Discussing assassination matters in public can easily be overheard by those with ulterior motives."

Wu Xiuxian and others were shocked and looked around. They found that most of the people in the inn had left at some point, leaving only empty tables and chairs.

"I, we thought the young master was there." Weng Lingyu explained stutteringly.

"We were wrong. The Six Paths was too much like a dream, so we forgot the environment unconsciously and were careless." The girl with the yin-yang face, Yuan Yang, looked ugly and self-examined.

Meng Qi continued: "Second, it's right to inquire about the news, but we are unfamiliar with the place, how can we know that the local snake has no connection with the Farewell Sword? We should inquire in a roundabout way and from different places. Direct inquiry can easily alert the target and cause trouble."

This is the summary of his years of experience in the martial arts world.

Min Renlong's body shook and his face turned pale. This is what the teacher taught. There is always a gap between knowing and doing, especially for the first attempt.

"Third." Meng Qi suddenly laughed, "You ate the food that was delivered without checking it, thinking you were still at home?"

"Ah?" They were at a loss at first, and then shocked, because they found that they began to feel powerless!

The overly heated discussion atmosphere and the situation that had not yet appeared dangerous made several martial arts fledglings forget the most basic common sense. Now it seems too late to regret.

Min Renlong stood up suddenly and was about to draw his sword, but his hands and legs were numb and he sat down again. The other three people didn't even have the strength to stand up.

"You can survive the Softening Powder. Did you see the clues a long time ago?" A doubtful voice sounded, and the black-faced shopkeeper and a beautiful woman in a pink gauze skirt came over. The rest of the people in the inn left.

"Damn thieves, they actually drugged me!" Min Renlong roared.

And Meng Qi looked at them with a smile: "The Softening Powder with Steamed Beef with Rice Noodles has a sour taste, which is not very delicious, but it is particularly delicious when added to bamboo shoot soup. Not bad, not bad, it has a different taste."

He actually ate it, and he was fine, and he even commented on the taste... The black-faced shopkeeper had a dull expression, and the pink-skirted woman's face changed. She suddenly made a move and tried to subdue the only enemy who was not affected.

Poof, she slapped the enemy with both palms, but the other party seemed to be unaware and was still tasting the fresh soup.

"Hard skill for body protection?"

"No wonder you dare to attack Master Fuxiang!"

"You didn't fight back! Or you were affected!"

The two seemed to understand something. One held a sword, and the other held two daggers. They surrounded Meng Qi like a storm.

The sound of clang continued. No matter the sword or the dagger, they couldn't leave any marks on Meng Qi. Weng Lingyu and others were nervous, worried and dumbfounded.

The black-faced shopkeeper gritted his teeth, stretched out the dagger, and stabbed Meng Qi's eyes. This was the weakness of the hard skill for body protection.

Meng Qi's eyelids drooped, allowing the dagger to stab.

Dang, his eyelids did not move at all. The dagger that had been hit repeatedly had rolled up its sharp blade, which frightened the black-faced shopkeeper and made him retreat several steps. He couldn't believe that the man in front of him was a human!

The pink-skirted woman stretched out her thin sword and tried to penetrate Meng Qi's mouth into his body to break the hard skill.

The white teeth bit, and the long sword made a clear sound of breaking. The tip of the sword was actually bitten off directly.

With a chewing sound, Meng Qi spat out a ball of steel slag and smiled at the confused woman in the pink skirt: "Crunch..."

The black-faced shopkeeper roared like a collapse, and pointed out with his right index and middle fingers, and the force became a spiral, specifically breaking hard skills.

Snap, his two fingers were broken, and he rolled on the ground in pain.

The pink skirt woman's expression collapsed, crying in fear:

"You, you are not a human!"

Either a demon or a god!

Min Renlong, Weng Lingyu and others were in a trance, as if dreaming, and forgot that they were drugged.

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