Chapter 455 Worry-Free Valley

A whirlpool seemed to appear on the crowded street, and passers-by could not help but go around it, leaving a hole in the middle.

Meng Qi, wearing a green shirt, with a long sword on his waist and his hands behind his back, passed by Shangguan Heng who was standing there in a daze. He looked very cool, as if he was sure that Shangguan Heng would not get angry and attack, or he had absolute confidence in his own strength, even if Shangguan Heng attacked, he would not care.

Shangguan Heng's face turned red, and he couldn't believe that he was defeated like this, but the fact was the fact, and he couldn't deny it.

The tyranny in his eyes became more and more obvious, but there was more confusion, as if he was still immersed in the memory of the previous reincarnation and couldn't extricate himself.

Life after life, men and women, a big dream, where is "I"?

The man with a Lulong accent looked at the scene on the street, swallowed hard, and couldn't speak at all.

Is this the strength of the second on the human list?

Is this the "mad knife" Su Meng?

The real battle was too different from the scene he imagined. There was simply no comparison. This made him even more shocked by the strength shown by Meng Qi and the elusive swordsmanship.

Even the merchants from Dajin were stunned. Although they were full of confidence in Meng Qi and had no doubts about his ranking on the list, such a gap was too shocking!

Qingshan blended into the crowd and floated away. Shangguan Heng still stood there, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

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It was late at night, in the dense forest near the mass grave.

Meng Qi found the cenotaph according to the description of Sikong Tu's wife.

Recalling the arrangement of various vicious mechanisms, Meng Qi released his spirit, sensed the details, and looked for the most appropriate position.

If he was not afraid of destroying the things inside, directly urging the treasure soldiers to split the tomb would be the simplest and most effective way to break the mechanism, but of course he couldn't do that now.

The most vicious part of the mechanism left by Sikong Tu is that if the previous part fails or is damaged, the last mechanism will spray corrosive poison, destroying the ancient books inside, making the tomb robbers' efforts in vain. This is what Meng Qi is most worried about at the moment. According to Sikong Tu's wife, unless the master of the mechanism comes in person or Sikong Tu, who has all kinds of tomb-robbing secrets, is resurrected, normal people cannot remove this arrangement.

In the dense forest, several tomb robbers wandering around were spying on Meng Qi furtively.

"Brother, what do you think he is doing standing there?" The little thief, who was wearing a black cloth mask and only his nostrils and eyes were exposed, asked curiously.

The leader of the tomb robbers said with a toothache: "It's not that he came to pay homage to the old friend in the middle of the night, right?"

He suspected that the other party had also set his sights on that tomb.

"Brother, didn't you say that there were many mechanisms in that tomb and we had to dig a tunnel to excavate it slowly?" The little thief said in surprise. He believed in the boss's judgment.

"Yes, according to our experience, there are definitely no less than five traps in that tomb! If we are wrong, we will write the last name upside down!" The leader said confidently.

The little thief whispered: "Boss, your last name is Tian..."

"... In short, he will definitely give up when he sees the difficulty. Slowly, no, slowly." The leader is very "literary".

Meng Qi ignored them and made a decision after a little thought. Suddenly, he stretched out his right hand, and his five fingers became claws, which turned dark gold in color, and he grabbed the tomb fiercely.

The gray stone outside the tomb was like rotten wood, which was broken with a single grab. The arrows and poison needles inside whizzed down, densely packed and difficult to avoid, and all hit Meng Qi's hand.

There was a slight sound of metal clashing, and all the hidden weapons fell powerlessly. Meng Qi's right hand did not slow down at all, and he swept away the falling rocks and flicked away the poisonous insects in one go.

Puff, the bamboo tube broke, and the black poison gushed out, falling on the fur-wrapped book below.

At this moment, a pale golden hand appeared above the books, grasping them in its palm.

Zizizi, the poison sprayed on the back of the hand and the arm, making a numbing sound, and a burst of white mist, but the pale golden color did not fade at all.

Meng Qi retracted his hand, looked at the stack of books, nodded with satisfaction, and turned to leave.

The location he chose avoided most of the mechanisms.

"So you succeeded like this?" The peeping thief was shocked. He only saw the other party break the outer perimeter of the tomb, reach in, and easily take out the things!

The leader was stunned for a long time, and said with difficulty: "To be able to break the stone so easily, he must be a master, we can't compare with him!"

"But what about the mechanism inside?" The thief said blankly.

"This..." The leader didn't know how to answer.

The thief came to his senses and wanted to try: "Brother, there may be no trap inside! Let's go and take a look, maybe we can find the missing treasure!"

"Maybe there is a trap, but it has been broken!" The leader didn't want to slap himself, but his eyes were also greedy.

Meng Qi took the book and walked out of the dense forest. Suddenly, he heard screams from inside and shook his head and laughed.

He didn't look back, but found a quiet place at random and flipped through the book in the moonlight.

"It's spreading secrets..." After a while, Meng Qi frowned slightly and whispered to himself.

One of the ancient books examined the historical changes of Wuyou Valley in detail. First, it was used to speculate the approximate location, and later some clues were found in the local area. Unfortunately, before the entrance could be found, the owner of the ancient book fell ill and died suddenly. Before his death, he left relevant content for his descendants to explore, but somehow, this book became someone else's burial object.

According to the content of the book, the former Wuyou Valley was an ancient secret place, and now it should be Bo Mi in the vast sea.

Bo Mi, the most famous dangerous place in the vast sea, has a complex appearance and is shrouded in red fog that affects the induction. It is very easy to hide. I don’t know how many vicious people have to hide in it because they offended big people, including many powerful people from the outside world. Xuan Bei and the crying old man fought all the way to the vicinity of Bo Mi, so Meng Qi knew it quite well.

"The black fur that triggered the Zhenwu serial mission was obtained by the bandits in Hanhai from a mysterious mausoleum. It makes sense that Wuyou Valley is in Hanhai..." Meng Qi nodded slightly, temporarily suppressing the urge to search for the entrance. It was a dangerous place, and people like Zeluo Ju would not go deep into it. In addition, he had a hatred with the crying old man, and he didn't have the strength to go outside, so it was better not to die.

The rest of the books also involved a mausoleum or secret place to a certain extent, and recorded the changes of many ancient place names, which gave Meng Qi a lot of knowledge, but most of them were scattered clues, so Meng Qi couldn't follow the map.

"No wonder Sikong Tu chose to excavate the ancestral tomb of the Han family and bury these books here..." Meng Qi turned to the end and sighed. Fortunately, he didn't have too high expectations. It was a pleasant surprise to get clues about Wuyou Valley!

Putting away the book, Meng Qi looked up at the starry sky, looking at the deep darkness and the bright spots of light, wondering what he was thinking.

The next day, after making sure that Sikong Tu's wife and children were safe and sound while traveling south, Meng Qi left Leli.

Not far from the city gate, he saw a man standing in front of the official road, Shangguan Heng with thick and messy eyebrows.

"What? Have you figured out how to defend against that knife?" Meng Qi was interested.

Shangguan Heng clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. It took him a long time to squeeze out two words from his teeth: "No."

"If you don't have any, why are you blocking here?" Meng Qi raised his eyebrows again and again.

Does he want to taste the taste of reincarnation again? Is he addicted?

Shangguan Heng's face was livid and he said, "Just because I haven't figured it out now doesn't mean I won't be able to think of it in the future. I'm afraid that after I think it over, I'll have nowhere to find you, so I plan to follow you."

This guy is really stubborn... Meng Qi laughed, "Follow me if you want."

He walked forward without caring, and Shangguan Heng followed with a frown at a distance of two or three feet.

Not long after walking, the summer rain came, pouring down like a line of water.

Shangguan Heng was about to find a place to take shelter from the rain, or to use the protective qi to block the rain, but he saw the Kuang Dao in front of him slightly raised his face, calmly accepting the rain, as if feeling it.

His clothes quickly became wet, but it did not affect his progress in the rain at all.

"Actively reclaim the protective qi? What does he want to do?" Shangguan Heng looked at the back of the man in the green shirt in front of him, feeling a little puzzled, and subconsciously quickened his pace, fearing that he would lose the other party's trace.

When the rain stopped and the official road entered the mountains, white mist was steaming around Meng Qi, and his clothes quickly dried.

The road was muddy after the rain, but he did not rest, nor did he perform light skills, just moving forward step by step, which made Shangguan Heng feel even more strange.

After following for several days, Shangguan Heng found that Kuang Dao really acted casually, never cared about sleeping outdoors, and the whole person seemed to be immersed in some kind of wonderful feeling.

"He is comprehending the world, trying to achieve harmony and unity between heaven and man?" Shangguan Heng seemed to be thinking, but he felt that it was not the same, like now.

At this time, the night was deep, the wilderness was deserted, and there was no one around. "Crazy Blade" Su Meng leaned against a piece of bluestone, holding a weed in his mouth, staring at the starry sky in a trance, without any sign of comprehending nature.

Shangguan Heng was a straightforward person. His curiosity could no longer be suppressed. He walked over with a frown and asked, "What are you doing?"

Meng Qi held a piece of green grass in his mouth and leaned against the stone. Hearing this, he came back to his senses and asked instead:

"If you want to try to achieve harmony between heaven and man, what would you do?"

There is a standard answer... Shangguan Heng said indifferently, "Of course, you can comprehend nature. Everyone has different skills, different temperaments, and different mental cultivation. The things you comprehend are also different. Then you can adjust the inner world and slowly approach it."

"If you can initially think of the most suitable path for yourself, that is, the inner scene that will be manifested in the future, then you can call it perfect harmony between heaven and man."

Meng Qi did not look at him, but looked at the starry sky again, and said with a sigh, "But is the world you comprehend the real world? With our realm and our vision, how can we recognize the world?"

"It's just to find the way initially, and then slowly explore it in the future. If you can recognize the world, you must be at the level of the five ancient emperors." Shangguan Heng said disdainfully.

Meng Qi smiled, still looking at the deep and charming starry sky: "I know, but it shouldn't be a bad thing if you think about it in advance."

His understanding of the unity of heaven and man and even the search for the path was originally the same as Shangguan Heng's. However, in the last reincarnation mission, in order to scare Zuo Hanfeng and Yin Lenghui, he used the "Heaven-Changing and Earth-Strike Method" in reverse, interpreting some of the knowledge of the previous life and his own understanding of Yuanshi. Now thinking back, he suddenly felt inexplicably horrified.

Is this world really round and square?

Are the stars and the sun really different?

One's own path obviously includes the content of the worldview and the understanding of heaven and earth. If it hadn't happened, Meng Qi would definitely have found the direction initially, and then slowly explored and corrected it on a small scale after becoming an external scene. But now, if he could initially establish an understanding of heaven and earth, would it be better?

Is "Yuanshi" really the "Yuanshi" that he understands?

"If you are not at a high enough level and force yourself to think about the affairs of heaven and earth, you will only become a madman, leaving a mental barrier that can never be broken through." Shangguan Heng said coldly.

Meng Qi did not answer, but pointed directly at the starry sky, and said in a vague tone:

"What is the difference between the stars and the sun?"

"Does the sun have no power of the stars?"

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"In the beginning of ancient times, who preached it?"

"How can we study it when there is no shape?"

One question after another entered Shangguan Heng's ears. He stared at the young man in front of him in a daze, and suddenly felt that the other party was unfathomable and difficult to see through. It seemed that he and he were in different worlds.