Meng Qi didn't regard himself as a guest at all, walked slowly to the side of Wang Siyuan and Mrs. Han San, sat down with Dama Jindao, picked up the tea that had been prepared earlier, and fiddled with it a few times symbolically with the tea lid.
The color of this cup of tea is emerald green, and the tea buds float up and down in it, soothing the body, like a hibiscus out of water, the fragrance is high and far, and the taste is sweet and long-lasting, even if Meng Qi doesn't know much about tea ceremony, he can't help but praise "Good tea."
"The nine Qianlong trees beside the Yuehu Lake in Guangling are the only one, and there is nothing else." Mrs. Han San looked forward to Wang Siyuan with her beautiful eyes.
Wang Siyuan didn't say a word, and Meng Qi didn't answer the question either. He smiled to himself, "It's a bit of a coincidence that the wolf king found the devil who killed the eight-armed Tianlong and others."
"Just a few days ago, Mrs. Han San and Master Luo tried to join forces, forcing Snake King to get angry with other small and medium-sized people. It gave me and Jiang Hengchuan a reason to find him first. I have to say it was a coincidence."
"One coincidence is normal, but two coincidences are doubtful. In addition, I have always wondered why Mr. Wang didn't take the opportunity to find the Wolf King to make arrangements, so I came here."
?He smiled lightly, dressed in white over snow, with a long sword across his knees, and there was no irritation, no boasting, and no uncertainty in his speech.
"If you know it, it means you still have brains." Wang Siyuan commented succinctly.
The corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched: "I can see it, and others can also see it."
"It is necessary for them to see." Wang Siyuan replied lightly, his expression unchanged, his face still pale, making Meng Qi suspect that this guy would faint at any time.
Meng Qi let out a sigh of relief: "I hate guys like you who know fortune telling and layout the most."
He spoke casually, but he didn't annoy others. Instead, he made Mrs. Han San giggle coquettishly: "I'm also the most annoying!"
"Ahem, if you want to deal with me in the future, what are you going to do?" Wang Siyuan coughed twice, showing a rare interest.
Meng Qi thought about it seriously: "First you have to learn the skill of fortune-telling. It doesn't have to be accurate, but you must know how to cover yourself."
This is to lie to you He silently added in his heart, to cover himself, you don't need to know fortune telling to do it! As long as the Bajiu Xuangong is cultivated to the seven orifices, it will be more harmonious with the inner world. With its ability to avoid disasters and catastrophes, it should have the effect of covering itself with the unity of heaven and man like the wolf king.
During these three months, one of Meng Qi's greatest gains was that because he had cast off his mortal body and had plenty of time (the previous three months plus these three months, a total of half a year), Bajiu Xuangong broke through the barrier of the four orifices , has officially entered the six orifices, the nose orifice is getting stronger and stronger, it is at most a year and a half away from the seven orifices, and the seventh level of the golden bell cover has also been introduced, and the relevant acupuncture points of the eighth orifice have been condensed for more than half.
As for the method of peeking at the secrets of heaven, since Meng Qi has learned enough complicated things, let alone the question of talent, he is really powerless to be distracted. It is better to wait for the breakthrough of the nine orifices, and seek the sympathy between man and nature, and the unity of man and nature. In the future, when a solid foundation is laid, there must be plenty of time to practice again, judging from the fact that He Jiu, Wang Siyuan and others have been suppressed for several years without breaking through.
? Of course, similar methods are indispensable. If you don¡¯t distinguish Yin and Yang from time to time, it¡¯s easy to suffer, and friends can¡¯t be together all the time.
"That's right, what next?" Wang Siyuan listened to Meng Qi's plan with a slight smile.
"Then? Then practice martial arts hard, try to surpass you as soon as possible, and then pick an opportunity where you can't avoid the battle, directly post a battle post, and compete with you in an open and honest manner. In such a scene, your layout should be useless, right? You can do it well." I'll beat you up." Meng Qi replied "seriously".
Poof, Mrs. Han San couldn't help laughing, the "good" way, simple and rude, using force to suppress others, really restrained Mr. Wang! Haha, "Crazy Saber" Su Meng is such a wonderful person!
Wang Siyuan's smile was a little stiff: "First you have to surpass me in strength, otherwise you will be humiliating yourself."
After "selling" the simple and crude style, Meng Qi smiled again: "This is my own business."
He was not afraid that Wang Siyuan would find out that he answered this way on purpose, because it was indeed his true inner thoughts, the truth! I have long seen this kind of person who hides behind the scenes to manipulate others and keeps plotting and scheming is not pleasing to the eye, and he must be beaten up if he has the opportunity!
Mrs. Han San interrupted: "Why bother arguing about the future, why don't you listen to me play a song?"
Wang Siyuan picked up his teacup noncommittally, and took a sip.
Meng Qi did the same and didn't stop him.
In front of Mrs. Han San was a Guqin, with seven strings of civil and martial arts, and the lines on the body of the piano formed broken marks.
There are no ornaments on her ten fingers, and even her nails are clean, completely inconsistent with the exaggerated image rumored by the outside world. She clapped her hands lightly, and the sound of the piano was played, peaceful and quiet.The threshold of Chaoyin Pavilion in Langya. "Jiang Hengchuan's words were a little bit embarrassing, but also a little yearning. After all, there was an invisible gap between the aristocratic family and a casual cultivator like him, unless he was willing to bow his head.
Dai Fei sighed: "Nv Ruan is famous all over Jiangdong, and her qin art is also known as unparalleled in common people, but she has never seen it. I wonder if I can take advantage of Nangong's light this time to see the beauty and listen to the unparalleled qin. "
In his tone, he regretted that he was in Jiangdong but hadn't heard the sound of the piano. If he returned to Shendu in the future and was asked about it, he would inevitably be laughed at by the bumpkin.
Jiang Hengchuan shook his head and said: "Is the daughter of a noble family a brothel piano player? If she doesn't make friends in the world, how can she play the piano to entertain people in private?"
After finishing speaking, he paused, and said with a smile: "I only hope that we will have a chance to fight against each other in the future, and listen to the twelve divine voices of Langhuan."
This is not a normal piano art.
Meng Qi didn't speak, just listened quietly, and couldn't help but tremble in his heart.
Just at this moment, a gust of wind blew by, lifted the veil, and revealed the people inside. The good-natured people and the people on both sides tried their best to look at each other, wanting to meet the stunning woman with the most beautiful appearance in Jiangdong, a family that cannot be met normally prostitute.
Dai Fei and Jiang Hengchuan couldn't help looking over.
The person in the car is dressed in a white dress like snow, sitting upright, with a cool temperament, a slender figure, and a creamy skin, but his face is covered with a white gauze, so he can't see clearly, only vaguely feeling that he is thrillingly beautiful.
There was a sound of inhalation, and a smile appeared on the corner of Meng Qi's mouth:
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