Transmigration with Cheat Codes - Chapter 197

[Chapter 198 Chapter 198]

Fighting can effectively improve martial arts proficiency. After a fight with Li Feiru, the most significant effect was that Meng Jintang had been using the “Nine Transformations of Weak Water” that was not very comfortable, and was directly upgraded from level one to level four. With her current ability , even if he meets Li Feiru again, he will not retreat in a hurry as soon as they meet.

The rain didn’t stop until late at night.

Meng Jintang slept very peacefully and sweetly that night, and took a nap for the first time in a long time. He waited until noon before slowly getting up from the bed.

Among the three people who walked together last night, Lu Qingdu was the last to join, but he never found an opportunity to leave secretly without anyone noticing – he was a righteous person after all. Although he didn’t know what Meng Jintang and others were doing, he didn’t know what he was doing. I vaguely guessed that the matter was of great importance, so I had been staying peacefully in the dormitory since I got up in the morning, without even leaving the courtyard door, for fear that I would just go back to Daxia if I took a walk.

At the same time, Tan Wuluan was already dancing with his sword in the yard.

This set of swordsmanship moves is not very sophisticated. It is probably just a set of martial arts for loosening muscles and bones. Tan Wuluan has practiced it ten times. However, it is not advisable to exert yourself after a serious injury. If he feels that he is loosening up a little, he sheathes the sword.

As for Wen Feiqiong, he did not recuperate from his injuries honestly. Meng Jintang’s medical skills were also very good, but he still could not fully understand the true state of the descendant of Vimo City.

As his cultivation improved, Wen Feiqiong’s movements became more and more elusive. There were originally many guards responsible for guarding the yard ambushed in the big trees around the yard. When these guards were performing their duties honestly, they suddenly found a young man silently Appearing next to him, he was so frightened that he missed his step and almost fell from the five-foot-high tree. It was the ruthless Jian Wen Master who had a good temper and stretched out his hand to pull him up to prevent him from falling.

The guards silently changed places to monitor and let the big tree out. When Meng Jintang came out, besides Wen Feiqiong, there was also a black cat lying on the tree who didn’t know where it came from.

It rained all day yesterday, and the raindrops on the leaves were still wet. The breeze came slowly, and the tree crown swayed slightly, and the young man swayed with it as if he had no weight.

When they have cultivated to their level, even those with lower martial arts can hide their tracks through big trees, let alone the descendants of Vimo City. But when Meng Jintang looked up, he only felt that the people were people and the trees were trees. The sense of existence is very clear and distinct.

There has always been a strange sense of contradiction in the opponent’s martial arts. Compared with the martial arts of Yusou’s sect, it is another kind of mystery. Meng Jintang recalled yesterday’s battle and carefully pondered the uniqueness of the different sects’ martial arts in his mind. Time was a little lost.

With the current martial arts knowledge of the Hanshan leader, many martial arts of too low a level should not continue to be taken into consideration by her, but Meng Jintang’s feelings are not the same. In her list of [Kung Fu learned], many of them have already been practiced. Most of the ordinary kung fu at the full level have been abandoned for a long time, but looking at it from today’s perspective, I can appreciate many wonderful things that I have never noticed before.

Tianhua Cult disciples never concealed their intention to monitor the four people. After discovering that the last person had also gotten up, they quickly sent a meal over. After Meng Jintang finished eating, the disciple responsible for the security work at the foot of Silla Mountain, He also came to the door politely, saying that he was here to visit Mr. Lu and his three friends.

Lu Qingdu, who was named many times: “…”

He felt that he would have to get along more with fellow Jianghu people in the future. At least he could have a chance to refuse the next time he might become the first person of the younger generation.

The disciple in charge of security first pretended to be chatting, and then mentioned the behavior of Meng Jintang and the others in forcing themselves to cross the checkpoint, and said calmly: “Why did you leave in such a hurry before? Could it be that you were rude in some way?” What?”

Meng Jintang did not answer his words. She looked out the window, as if in a trance for a moment, and then said with the same polite attitude: “It rained very hard last night.”

The disciple felt nervous, wondering if the girl in front of him was hinting at something, so he said dryly: “It’s really big.”

Meng Jintang smiled and said: “Although it is a bit untimely, it is still a good thing.”

This disciple vaguely heard that there seemed to be some discomfort in the mountain city last night, and he tentatively said: “No matter how hard it rains, fortunately it has stopped raining.”

Meng Jintang said slowly: “Some people like rainy days, and some people like sunny days. I wonder which weather you prefer?”

The disciple in charge of security felt his heart pounding. He twitched his lips and forced a smile: “Of course I like sunny weather.”

Meng Jintang lowered her eyes and reached out to pick up the tea cup. The steam rose up, blurring her eyebrows.

At this moment, the disciple in charge of security suddenly realized that he was not sure what the person in front of him looked like. Even if there was no obstruction in the middle, he looked at the person as if he was separated by a layer of gauze.

Naturally, this disciple didn’t know that part of this feeling came from Meng Jintang’s deep inner strength, and part of it came from the various internal skills and mental methods she practiced. Even people with similar realms, when face to face, it would be difficult not to feel like Meng Jintang at all. Affected by the peculiarities in the practice.

Meng Jintang smiled: “It’s nice to have a sunny day, but I don’t know how much longer it will last.”

When the disciple in charge of security heard this, his face turned a little pale and he didn’t want to continue playing tricks: “May I ask the girl what you mean?”

Meng Jintang did not answer, but changed the topic: “I have some matters, and I need to visit Elder Sang of your sect.”

The disciple in charge of security hesitated and frowned: “Elder Sang has a respected status. Even disciples within the sect rarely meet the elder, let alone people outside the sect.”

Lu Qingdu and others were not surprised why this disciple did not dare to agree. When a stranger came to Tianhua Sect, he would not mention anything and would only ask to see Elder Sang. Then when he went to Vimal City, he would ask to see Cui The effect of Fuyun is similar.

Meng Jintang glanced at him. She had practiced the fragments of the “God’s Art of Mending the Sky”. At this moment, the deep and serene meaning was completely revealed. Her whole person looked extremely ethereal and mysterious. She smiled slightly at the disciple and said softly: “Since Elder Sang doesn’t want to meet, then that’s it. In two days, we will return to the Central Plains. No matter what happens in the Tianhua Sect, it will have nothing to do with us.”

After all, she was the character who once supported the sect alone. When her martial arts skills were mediocre, she could be thought of as incomprehensible by outsiders. What’s more, she has truly entered the realm of a master.

The suppression of the realm caused the disciple’s mind to waver. He did not dare to agree or refuse at the moment, but remained silent.

Meng Jintang didn’t need the other party to reply immediately, so he said he still wanted to rest and served tea to see the guests off.

Lu Qing looked at the situation and swallowed the words “You just got up” which were completely inconsistent with the current atmosphere…

In the eyes of that disciple, this unknown young girl only casually mentioned that she wanted to see Elder Sang, but did not force it. She seemed to be in a state of confusion between seeing and not seeing him, which actually made him feel confused. Of course, If an ordinary person did this, the disciples of Tianhua Sect would naturally not think anything of it, but among the girl’s companions were Lu Qingdu, who was recognized as the number one master of the younger generation in Daxia’s martial arts world – it is said that he had some interest in Mr. Lu. The disciples of Vimo City, Baiyunju, Jinghua Temple and Hanshan Sect all admired him for his ability to reach the sky. When they evaluated him as the best person of his generation, they didn’t even have a word of objection.

When the disciple heard Meng Jintang’s words of farewell, he had to stand up and leave. Judging from the look on his face, he should be preparing to discuss it with someone more capable of making decisions.

After Tan Wuluan and others left, he said: “If they still refuse to let you see Elder Sang later, should we really leave directly?”

When she spoke, she deliberately condensed her voice into a thin line to prevent anyone from outside eavesdropping.

After all, for martial arts masters, if they want to sense the movement around them, they only need to release their Qi and condense their inner Qi around their ears. They don’t even need to stand in front of the target person.

By the house.

Meng Jintang also replied in a low voice: “Naturally, I turned around and left – in this way, even though they didn’t see Elder Sang, they also forgot that they should continue to hunt us.”

Although he couldn’t hear the words clearly, Lu Qingdu, who could judge the content of the exchange between the two parties through their mouth patterns, said: “…”

Lu Qingdu had a vague illusion that compared to the notorious Tianhua Sect, they were more like evil people.

During the discussions at the Tianhua Sect, people occasionally came over to test things out. Regardless of their position or martial arts skills, these people all had one thing in common. When they entered the door, their expressions almost said “You must be a liar.”

It was written on the face, and the bold text was enlarged and bolded. When they left, everyone was terrified and didn’t know what they were thinking about. Occasionally, someone came to ask questions, but Meng Jintang blocked them with “It’s not something you should know.”

In the afternoon, Lu Qingdu and others finally received a piece of news, saying that the chief of Tianhua Education came to ask questions in person.

Meng Jintang’s eyes moved slightly and he said with a smile: “Although Master Gao has just returned to the mountain, he is also so concerned about the affairs in the religion.”

Not long after receiving the notice, a young man with an impressive appearance walked in surrounded by Tianhua Sect disciples.

The other party’s appearance is very dignified, with a rather heroic look between his brows.

Wen Feiqiong had been installing murals on the side, but when someone came in, she turned her eyes, looked around, and sighed: “I really don’t like the robe on Master Gao.”

This “Gao Wuliang” was startled for a moment and said, “Is there anything wrong with my robe?”

Meng Jintang smiled: “It’s just a casual comment. Leader Gao doesn’t need to take it to heart.”

“Gao Wuliang” frowned, but he didn’t get to the bottom of it and said straight to the point: “Is it the girl who said she wanted to meet Elder Sang?”

Meng Jintang smiled and said nothing, looking around at the entourage around Gao Wuliang.

“Gao Wuliang” understood what she meant and raised his hand to signal others to leave temporarily: “Girl, you can speak frankly now.”

Meng Jintang: “I admire Elder Sang’s martial arts, so I asked for an audience.”

“Gao Wuliang” said calmly: “If you just admire martial arts, how can you disturb the Tianhua Sect and make them restless?”

Meng Jintang laughed and said, “The Master of the High Sect made a strong statement.” She raised her eyes and looked directly at him, her tone was unusually gentle, “Just now I just chatted with the disciples of your sect about some daily trivial matters. I came to your place for the first time and felt how beautiful this place is. It is very different from the Central Plains, so out of curiosity, I spoke a few more words.”

“Gao Wuliang” also smiled: “In that case, I wonder if the girl can also have a few words with Gao?”

Meng Jintang sighed softly and said with a smile: “Master Gao already knows it well, so why come and ask us?”

During the conversation between the two, Lu Qing looked at Meng Jintang’s more and more obvious confrontation, and mentally updated the healing effect of that magical tuber – it seems that this girl’s injury is recovering faster than expected, at least using Qinggong. There should be no problem. She dared to quarrel with the local master on the Tianhua Sect’s territory. She was obviously prepared to grease the soles of her shoes.

“Gao Wuliang”‘s eyes flickered, he pursed his lips, and after a while he said, “I don’t know what the girl means.”

Meng Jintang smiled slightly and said softly: “Then I will explain it more clearly.”

Her voice became lower and lower, and in the end, it seemed to be inaudible. “Gao Wuliang” subconsciously leaned forward to listen, and suddenly felt his body go numb. He was actually being heard by the woman in black clothes who had never spoken a word from the beginning to the end. , suddenly touched the acupuncture point with the hilt of the sword.

Yesterday’s battle not only benefited Meng Jintang a lot, but also greatly improved Tan Wuluan’s fighting experience. If the injury hadn’t healed, she would have been able to score three points faster.

It’s not that “Gao Wuliang” doesn’t want to dodge, but he is sitting in front of Meng Jintang. The other person seems to be just sitting casually, but he seems to have blocked all his back-ups.

In a moment, “Gao Wuliang” had fallen to the ground, but the conversation in the room continued.

Wen Feiqiong: “That’s it. Thank you for letting me know.”

His demeanor when speaking was still his own, but his voice was completely consistent with “Gao Wuliang”. What was even more unbelievable was that the words did not sound like they were coming from the corner, but rather seemed to come from “Gao Wuliang” himself. The seat was average.

“Gao Wuliang” deeply regretted that he was too trusting and fell into someone’s hands with one move. He Ziran didn’t know that except for Lu Qingdu, the three young men and women in front of him were also top martial arts players in the Central Plains. Mo It can be said that he is calculating mentally but not intentionally, even if he is facing each other head-on, he is enough to fight any master in the martial arts world.

Meng Jintang smiled at “Gao Wuliang”. Although only one day had passed from yesterday to today, her state of mind had already changed a lot – thanks to Li Feiru’s personal demonstration, Meng Jintang had a deeper understanding. What is meant by “if you can do it, never force it”.

In Li Feiru’s eyes, beating Meng Jintang and Tan Wuluan who broke into the guest courtyard was no different from the leader of Hanshan beating Gui Daozi who broke into Yongji’s outer courtyard. As long as he was strong enough, he could let these two people die silently far away. In the Central Plains, there was no physical evidence at that time, and it was unclear whether Wen Feiqiong, the witness, would be willing to come forward. Even if people from the Hanshan Sect and Shuiyun Beifu wanted to pursue the case, they didn’t know who to pursue.

Since the conversation is still going on, the disciples who followed “Gao Wuliang” from outside naturally have no way of noticing that something is wrong, but there is no guarantee that they will suddenly break in to check the situation and take action immediately, preparing to carry out the substitute literature. in the end.

Lu Qingdu’s expression was confused. Why did these people start to make trouble directly? Didn’t they need to discuss it first?

Meng Jintang saw the confusion of Young Master Lu, the number one young man in the martial arts world, and mouthed a reply to him. For the particularly talented righteous young heroes, some things are instinctive.

Lu Qingdu: “…”

Their future martial arts world in Daxia may be doomed. mw, please remember:,.[End of this Chapter.]