"Then I will not say anything." Meng Qi chuckled, talking to the old fox was so easy, and there was no need to explain too much.

Duan Xiangfei, the old fox, had already calmed down his surprise and shock, put down his bamboo chopsticks, pointed to the table and said, "Master, please sit down."

Then, he turned to the stunned Duan Mingcheng and said, "I won't go to make a pot of good tea."

On the table is a stack of broad beans and a pot of yellow wine, which is not suitable for entertaining monks.

"I wonder what changes will happen in Tianding City after I left?" Meng Qi was not in a hurry to mention the illusion and Master Yuanmeng and other matters. He asked leisurely about the follow-ups.

Duan Xiangfei picked up the broad beans that fell off the table, and did not bother to put them in his mouth. He smiled and said, "I saw the opportunity quickly. I will use my sword to master Luo Qing and others to understand the gods and ascend to the Pure Land of Buddhism. Cui Xu is the head of the twelve gods, and is also the lord of the Snow God Palace. He conspires to eliminate other masters. He will be seen through by the master and cut him under the knife."

"Maybe it was suppressed by the amazing scenery when you were 'ascending' by the mage. Luo Qing's proposal to imprison Fei Zhengqing and others was not opposed by his fellow martial artists. After that, a lot of evidence was found, which proved that they were the twelve-phase gods."

"Although there is no clue that Cui Xu is the Lord of the Snow God Palace, I have provided several doubtful things. In addition, the Twelve Gods have been confirmed, so the affairs of the Lord of the Snow God Palace have naturally been 'confirmed'."

He told the story with a smile on his face, as if Cui Xu was the Lord of the Snow God Palace.

If Meng Qi had not known his background, he would not have believed it at this time. He couldn't help but secretly praised in his heart, when would he lie like an old fox, and he seemed to believe it even himself.

"Fei Zhengqing and others were killed?" Meng Qi was also calm on the surface. After all, these people had no friendship with him.

Duan Xiangfei nodded gently: "Everyone who found out that they were the twelve gods were killed. You Tongguang's family wealth was scattered to his relatives who had suffered the twelve gods over the years. Cui Xu's position as the city lord was obtained from the court, so we are inconvenient to deal with it. It was just that Cui Jinhua, who was aiding the evildoer, was killed. Half a year ago, the emperor issued an order to allow Cui Jinxiu to inherit the position of the city lord."

The masters of this world have not yet reached the level of challenging thousands of troops, but after the spiritual secret is opened, they can walk freely in the palace unless the emperor can invite other masters to guard it. Therefore, the rivers and lakes form a delicate balance, and the masters will not fight against the imperial power with a fever. After all, they have families, careers and geniuses, and the emperor will not risk their lives to eradicate the "bloody hands" of the martial arts masters.

It is precisely because of this that killing Cui Xu with evidence will not cause a rebound in the court. However, if they secretly entrust the city lord, they will touch the dragon's reverse scale. Of course, Cui Xu's family wealth has also been passed by the heroes of the martial arts world as a "guarantee of justice."

"The emperor has not selected a man from the side tribe to inherit the position of the city lord. I am afraid that the emperor has been coveting Tianding City for a long time." Meng Qi turned the rosary with his left hand, maintaining the image of his generation of monks.

Duan Xiangfei looked at Meng Qi in a little shocked state: "The mage is very knowledgeable."

He originally thought that Master Zhending was just a talented person. Therefore, he could make rapid progress in martial arts at a young age and throw away others. He would not have a strong understanding of other aspects, but now it seems that this is not the case.

"Amitabha, I have read a lot of idle books." Meng Qi said calmly and answered with satisfaction.

Duan Xiangfei sighed and said, "The change in Tianding City has caused turmoil in the world, but the wizard is a paradise, so I am afraid that he doesn't care about these things. Well, your children are doing very well and have the experience of walking with you. No matter where they go, they can get the right way of treating the right way. If they are not stupid, they should seize the opportunity to obtain better martial arts and improve their own strength."

"It's so good." Meng Qi nodded slightly, and he had forgotten the names of the four children, but it was better to forget them after fate.

Duan Xiangfei smiled and looked straight into Meng Qi's eyes: "I wonder why the mage came this time?"

Meng Qi had a bad taste and smiled and said, "Guess."

Duan Xiangfei's face was twitching: "The master is a man who ascended to the Pure Land of Buddhism. How can this ordinary person guess? However, I also have some ideas. The master is probably the same as the one who cuts off the five fingers of Lao Jiu's right hand. He appears inexplicably. He then disappears after doing something big. I wonder if it is?"

"Guess." How could Meng Qi answer such a question? He stopped teasing Duan Xiangfei anymore. He smiled and said, "I came here this time, first, to ask for the great magic of illusion, and second, to ask Duan Don, you take me to Changhua Temple. The little jade Buddha is secretly related to Buddhism. I have to worship Master Yuanmeng. Three, I am a little awkward in my sword technique, and I want to find a master to discuss one or two."

"It's okay." Duan Xiangfei pondered for a moment, "The mage should call it 'old Duan'. The donor came to the donor, and it was impossible to show that I had a friend who could master the gods with one sword."

"Haha, you are so funny." Meng Qi was not stubborn either.

At this time, Duan Mingcheng was already carrying a pot of tea and two tea cups, and the heat was swaying and the tea fragrance was bursting.

"Good tea." Meng Qi exclaimed, and hot cups like flowing water. He poured tea, leisurely and comfortable, not as if he was a guest.

"The master is really a man of all ages." Seeing Meng Qi's slow tea pouring action without the aura of fireworks, Duan Xiangfei couldn't help but praise him, and Duan Mingcheng sat down at his father's head and served the two of them.

Meng Qi took a sip of tea, and after it was bitter, he smelled full of fragrance: "Old Duan, I want to ask you some questions about the illusion method."

"I wonder how far the mage has practiced the Illusion and Shape Method?" Duan Xiangfei had seen Meng Qi's sword technique, knew that his origin was mysterious, and he had not yet developed a selfish desire. Anyway, he had already told him the full text of the Illusion and Shape Method.

Meng Qi put down the teacup and said slowly: "I have been there for some time."

"It's only been more than a year!" Duan Mingcheng said in shock. He was able to achieve a small success in the illusion of the Great Magic in about a year. My martial arts skills are low, so don't lie to me!

More than a year? Meng Qi calculated the time. After he left this world, about half a year passed. The time flow rate was three to one. It wasn't right. When I came here to complete the task last time, it took only a few days to spend more than ten breaths in the main world.

Could it be that the last time was the time flow rate controlled by the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation?

Duan Xiangfei was also surprised, but he was extremely cunning, so he immediately restrained himself, pressed his left hand down, and said to Duan Mingcheng with a smile: "Master Zhending can use one sword to understand the gods at a young age and break the void. What is the small achievement of the illusion-shaped great magic in a year and a half?"

Meng Qi smiled but said nothing, took a sip of tea before saying, "The way of the world is to understand all the principles. Please help donor Duan solve my doubts."

In this sentence, he did not call him Lao Duan. After all, he was asking the other party for advice and could not lose his etiquette.

Afterwards, the two of them started to communicate with the illusion. Duan Xiangfei's rich experience solved many problems for Meng Qi that he had to spend time pondering. Meng Qi often said casually, which made Duan Xiangfei both startled and suspicious, and both happy and confused, because he seemed to point directly to the essence of the illusion.

"The master's view of the illusion is beyond what predecessors think, and it is thought-provoking." After the exchange, Duan Xiangfei sighed and said sincerely, "This is definitely not something ordinary people can come up with. Only the immortals who truly break the boundaries of humans and gods can have such insights when they watch the illusion in a high position! I have been practicing the illusion in decades and the perfection was many years ago. But today I know that I am a frog in the well and I can only understand the essence of the illusion in a high position!"

Well, this is the accumulation of the world of Taoist Buddha for countless tens of thousands of years. I also offer the Buddha with flowers... Meng Qi said in his heart, with a hint of pride on his face, and he was praised by Duan Xiangfei.

There was Duan Mingcheng who was practicing the illusion technique next to him and was fascinated by the hearing. He only felt that Master Zhending opened a new door for him. The door was colorful and had a unique heaven, pointing directly to the boundary between humans and gods. He reached this point. He had no doubt about Master Zhending's original feat!

Meng Qi also gained a lot. With Duan Xiangfei's experience helping him, "Yi Jin Zheng Fang Zheng" practiced continuously, with the divine thunder essence and energy to temper the body, and with the essential understanding, the days of his perfect illusion and shape Dharma will not be too long, maybe two months will be enough.

"Master. You are not unfamiliar with sword skills. If you want to find a master to discuss it, I am also a master. I will try it out." Duan Xiangfei had gained a lot just now. Therefore, he developed a desire to discuss it to see if he could gain more experience.

"I am just thinking about this." Meng Qi laughed and fell into the courtyard. The red sun-relieving evil sword turned around and turned his back to Duan Xiangfei to show that he had no harm to others.

Duan Xiangfei floated in the courtyard and raised his palms: "Please, Master."

"Amitabha, the guest will follow the host." Meng Qi saluted with one hand, then raised the sword and slashed towards Duan Xiangfei. Although it changed surprisingly, it had a dignified and upright momentum and a long charm.

This is one of several sword moves derived from the changes of Ananda's first style of the sword technique of breaking the sword technique. It is a small step for his own sword technique to integrate his own sword technique.

Duan Xiangfei did not neglect, and his body suddenly turned into seven figures, and rushed towards Meng Qi from all directions.

At this moment, Meng Qi suddenly lost his lock on him, knowing that he had been affected by his senses again, and hallucinations appeared. So his eyebrows swelled and his spirit was released. He used the Illusion Method to fight the Illusion Method, and his eyes shone everywhere, exerting the ability of the eyes to see through the Illusion Method.

However, Meng Qi's magical magic is one level behind Duan Xiangfei, and he only opened two orifices to open his orifices. He could only vaguely see the three figures in front, one of the three figures on the left and right is Duan Xiangfei's true body.

So he broke the sword and changed his sword technique and slashed it horizontally, pointing directly to the previous section Xiangfei, covering the left section Xiangfei.

Puff, the man on the right made a mistake in his palms and slapped Meng Qi's side. Meng Qi's steps slipped because of some preparation, as if he suddenly stepped forward, and avoided Duan Xiangfei's attack.

Although he was a little embarrassed, Meng Qi was very happy, because after Duan Xiangfei's true body confirmed, his ability to see through the illusion has indeed made great progress. Now, he only needs to treat it as facing the siege of three enemies, and no longer has to be busy.

As soon as he felt better, Meng Qi used his exquisite sword techniques one after another, sometimes fierce and sharp, showing the common side of the sword techniques, sometimes strange and unpredictable, the swords and swords are strange and mysterious, and the changes are difficult to describe.

Duan Xiangfei's illusion technique was fully opened, but it was still difficult to break through the defense against Meng Qi's outstanding sword technique, and he was almost killed several times.

The figures floated, the sword light formed a group, and the two fought to the bottom of the heart. Duan Xiangfei let out a long roar: "Master, look at the palm!"

He divided into seven figures again, each holding his palms and slapped them all, and the surroundings suddenly became cold, as if they had come from the hot summer to the harsh winter of the 9th.

Meng Qi had seen this Snow God Palm, but he did not dare to neglect it. He used the most proud move of the sword technique. The Red Ridge Sword slashed in front of him, as if it had encapsulated the heaven and earth ahead.

Under the sword light, seven figures were damaged one by one. Duan Xiangfei suddenly appeared above Meng Qi, hitting down the air, hitting Meng Qi's left shoulder.

The dark gold is glittering, and the coldness is biting. The sword comes back, Duan Xiangfei flies backwards, and Meng Qi has an extra palm print on his left shoulder, but it fails to penetrate the dark gold.

Meng Qi's blood and blood fluctuated, and it seemed that the blood was frozen, but the true qi flowed and recovered immediately. He understood that the "Snow God Palm" might have to have two or three palms to penetrate the fifth level and hurt himself. Of course, it may be because Duan Xiangfei had gained some strength due to the competition and gained some strength. However, no matter what, even if Duan Xiangfei did all his strength, he would at most hurt himself. Don't want to break the fifth level of his Golden Bell Cover between seven or eight palms.

Duan Mingcheng next to him was very focused because he was not specifically influenced by the illusion technique. While praising Master Zhending's sword technique, he muttered secretly that it was magical and magical, but it was only at the level of a mortal, and was overwhelmed by his father. What about the so-called "one sword" to achieve the gods?

Could it be that the One-Sword Master is the excuse that his father and him made up?

As his thoughts turned, he suddenly heard Master Zhending laugh and said:

"It's impolite to come but not go, old Duan looks at the knife!"

With one sword, the light suddenly rose, ten feet of red dust tangled.
Chapter completed!