Transmigration with Cheat Codes - Chapter 199

[Chapter 200 Chapter 200]

Sang Yiming stood very casually in front of the four young people. Her posture was relaxed, but in the eyes of others, she felt impeccable.

This great elder of the Tianhua Sect has a rather unique appearance, with snow-white hair and a face like a young woman in her twenties. But as soon as others catch their sight, it is easy to forget Sang Yiming’s appearance, and I was shocked by her unusual temperament.

Meng Jintang felt it and found that he could not tell the depth of this great elder’s skill at all.

——How would you feel if you reached the other person’s level?

Sang Yiming was obsessed with martial arts, because young men like Meng Jintang were outstanding talents in the martial arts world of the Central Plains. Even if he didn’t see people directly, he could only feel their aura from a distance, and he could tell that these young men and women had good skills. The master is also a world-famous peerless master. The combination of several conditions finally aroused her interest.

“…”

On the top of the mountain, the five masters looked at each other, and no one on either side spoke for a while.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want to communicate, but after Sang Yiming appeared, they suddenly noticed a very subtle situation.

Meng Jintang pondered slightly, she had always felt very strange – based on the information she had found out before, she had sketched a general image of the great elder in her mind, but now that she saw the living environment of the other person, she felt that Sang Yiming did not like him. The character of jewelry and jade objects.

All kinds of contradictions originally led Meng Jintang to make many speculations. When he saw the other party’s face, his surprise reached its peak in an instant.

Sang Yiming’s eyes fell on Meng Jintang, and a strange emotion flashed in his deep eyes: “Who are you?”

Meng Jintang replied politely: “Hanshan Sect, Meng Jintang.”

Sang Yiming’s understanding of martial arts is not as good as that of Lu Qingdu, who has been surviving in the wilderness for many years, but it is incredible to see that the little girl in front of him is so young and has already reached the master level. There is a faint condensed sword energy around her body. He also guessed that Hanshan Sect is A hidden sect with little reputation but with experts in charge.

Meng Jintang did not know the other party’s psychological activities, otherwise he would have known that the great elder had misunderstood the general situation of the Hanshan Sect to the extent that he had successfully integrated with the martial arts of the Central Plains.

Sang Yiming did not hide the change in her expression. Everyone could see that she had an unusual interest in Meng Jintang.

The reason is not difficult to guess.

Since Elder Sang did not deliberately hide his figure, the young masters beside him were able to take a look at each other’s appearance openly. Naturally, they could easily tell that the facial features between this elder and the head of Hanshan were quite similar. Similarly, if the two people had different temperaments, they would be able to detect it faster.

Sang Yiming looked at the girl in front of him for a while, and then showed a rare smile – if there were Tianhua Sect disciples around, they would be shocked by the great elder’s good mood today.

Generally speaking, this great elder can be regarded as kind, friendly and approachable, not to mention smiling, and not directly chasing people away when they step on her territory.

Sang Yiming looked around, with a hint of regret in his tone: “There are no seats prepared here.”

Fortunately, there were no other disciples of the Tianhua Sect around, otherwise the logistics staff who heard these words would probably have been fighting for their lives – the lack of daily necessities in the stone room was definitely not because they meant to neglect the great elder, but because the other party did not like their retreat at all. Occupied by all kinds of miscellaneous things.

After all, under normal circumstances, if someone pretends to be the leader of the church and secretly goes on a day trip to the forbidden areas of the church, the probability of being beaten out of Silla Mountain City is higher than being entertained by Sang Yiming.

Lu Qingdu raised his hand: “I can make a maza…” He looked around at the peak, which was already quite bare, and now even the snow was almost scattered, and then added a patch, “if I have the materials.”

——As the strongest disciple of Qixing Temple in this generation, his ability to survive in the wild is not something to be boasted about.

Sang Yiming flicked his sleeves and led the people inside. The stone room was quite empty. There was only a stone couch with no bedding on it. It was obvious that the great elder had reached the point where he no longer needed food. As for the back of the stone room, there were There is a sword pool with various swords inserted in it, and a huge sword standing in the middle with the three characters “Ten Thousand Swords Cave” engraved on it.

Just now, Meng Jintang and others were attracted by the stone chamber in front of them. Naturally, they had no way of noticing what was hidden behind the stone chamber.

Meng Jintang took a casual look and nodded secretly in his heart – it seems that the reason why Elder Sang has been able to retreat safely here for many years is that there are indeed items similar to lightning rods set up around him in accordance with scientific principles.

Lu Qingdu suddenly thought of something: “I heard that many people came to Tianhua Sect to challenge Senior Sang in the early years, and they all left their weapons behind after defeat.”

Sang Yiming said calmly: “I was not very kind-hearted when I was young.”

Lu Qingdu laughed dryly – thinking of the rumors related to this great elder, he felt that this was no longer a problem of being unfriendly.

Meng Jintang’s focus is more focused: “Why are there only swords here?”

Sang Yiming thought for a while and said: “Among those defeated generals, some used other weapons, but they were not kept with me. Some were lost and some were placed in the church’s warehouse.”

In short, Elder Sang felt that other weapons were not suitable for decorating the back door of his stone chamber. Placing too many weapons would affect the purity of the types of weapons inside Wanjian Cave.

They randomly moved a few rocks to serve as stools and sat on one.

Sang Yiming looked at Meng Jintang’s face and seemed to be considering his words. Wen Feiqiong suddenly said: “I heard from my master that Senior Sang may have been looking for some kind of token made of stone.”

Although Wu Qingjian always acted as he pleased, when he spoke at this moment, he most likely meant something.

Meng Jintang quickly understood what Cui Fuyun meant. From the moment she saw the situation on the top of the mountain, she also had a certain guess in her heart – according to legend, Sang Yiming was interested in gems and jade, but he did not have high requirements for material things. , then what she cares about may just be a certain kind of ore.

With Sang Yiming’s position in the Tianhua Sect, no matter how rare the ore is, as long as she gives the order, someone will get it for her. The reason why the other party does not do this is probably because the real value of the ore she is interested in is not high. It lies in the material, but in the meaning it is artificially given.

Sang Yiming did not deny it and said: “When my sister-in-law was a child, she carried an ornament made of Wuyun sand. It looked like a sword.”

Hearing this, Tan Wuluan’s expression suddenly froze, and he took out his pendant from his arms with some surprise: “I found this among my mother’s belongings.”

Wuyun Sand is not very common, and it is extremely rare to be shaped into the shape of a small sword.

Sang Yiming glanced at it and nodded: “That’s it.” He picked up the pendant and said calmly, “I told my sister-in-law a story in the novel. There is a section in it about a young knight wandering around the world and meeting like-minded people along the way. After we got married to Jinlan, we gave each other a token of personal belongings. My sister-in-law said at that time that when she grew up, she would give this ornament to her close friends.”

Meng Jintang: “My sister’s age…”

Sang Yiming paused and said, “If she were still alive, she would be thirty-nine years old this year.” He glanced at Meng Jintang and added, “She is at the right age to be your mother.”

While the others listened quietly, they mentally sorted out the relationships between the people involved in the incident – unless the two happened to look alike, there should be a very clear blood relationship between Meng Jintang and Sang Yiming, and the pendant representing friendship is now In Tan Wuluan’s hands, the situation should be that Elder Sang’s sister went to the Central Plains for some reason and became friends with Tan Wuluan’s mother.

Meng Jintang: “My sister

Where are you now? ”

Sang Yiming: “When my roommate was four years old, she suddenly disappeared.”

There was a strange calmness in her tone.

Lu Qingdu calculated the time in his mind and found that it was two years after this that Elder Sang began his long-term retreat life.

It is said that Sang Yiming left Silla Mountain City for a period of time without any warning and went to the Central Plains alone. She was born in the Tianhua Sect, so others were inevitably a little wary. The two sides immediately started fighting when they disagreed. Unfortunately, this great elder was extremely skilled in martial arts. No one could do anything to her. In the end, it was the person involved who went astray in his own cultivation and became seriously obsessed, so he had to go back to the mountain to retreat.

Sang Yiming seemed to see what Lu Qingdu was thinking, and said calmly: “I was in a hurry to get my roommate back, and forcibly improved my skills. Coupled with my unstable state of mind, I suffered a backlash.”

Naturally, a four-year-old girl could not have escaped to the Central Plains on her own. Sang Yiming did not mobilize the help of the sect at that time, but went alone to find the person. Of course, there was a factor in this that made it difficult for Tianhua sect disciples to enter the Central Plains at will. However, it seems to indicate that there are some problems within Silla Mountain City.

Wen Feiqiong wore a “boundless” face with a smile and sat leisurely on the rocks. The curvature of the corners of his mouth did not change during the whole process. There was no thought on the surface, but based on Meng Jintang’s understanding of him, the ruthless sword The calmer this person’s face is, the more his mind is racing.

Lu Qingdu nodded, with a straightforward expression as if he had not been in contact with human society for many years. All his thoughts were clear and clearly written on his face – he felt that the head of Hanshan was probably a descendant of Sang Yiming’s sister. It’s no wonder that the two girls in front of them, one from Yezhou and the other from Jianjing, have such a close relationship. It seems that they are a continuation of the friendship from the previous generation.

Tan Wuluan was a little enlightened. When he looked at Meng Jintang, his eyes were warmer. No wonder the head of Hanshan always played chess with her when he was in Jianjing that day.

… Of course, the process of playing chess is more like revenge than friendship.

Meng Jintang slowly thought about the development of the whole matter.

Although Sang Yiming did not say it outright, he had already acquiesced in the relationship between the two. There were no twists and turns in this family recognition from beginning to end. Normally, in literary and artistic works, even if the faces of two characters look exactly the same, they are relatives. The recognition process usually takes seven to eight/ninety episodes, and the key tokens have changed hands before, and the plot points in the second half are also available. Today, it is so natural, which fully reflects the innovative spirit of the planners who regard routines as nothing.

In addition, Meng Jintang was also a little skeptical. The previous Li Feiru was not a boss that the player needed to beat personally.

As the owner of Jinxiu Villa on the surface, but actually a high-level member of the Blood Alliance, the other party has great strength that can make people read the file immediately. If Meng Jintang’s martial arts is not that good or his performance on the spot is not that good, he will basically be left alone.

Therefore, the normal idea should be to find an opportunity to connect with Zhen Gao Wumei, then open up a channel to meet Sang Yiming, recognize him by face, and then drag the boss to fight the boss. All he has to do is follow and clear out the miscellaneous soldiers.

Thoughts about the battle passed by in a flash, and more confusions emerged, and all kinds of thoughts came to her. Meng Jintang sat on the stone, slightly lost in thought. Everyone around her sat quietly, and no one disturbed her thinking.

Suddenly, people around saw a flash of frost on Meng Jintang’s face. She bent down slightly and spit out a mouthful of blood.

Before the blood stains hit the ground, they solidified into ice in the air.

Tan Wuluan immediately went over to help his friend. Sang Yiming gently raised his hand, then immediately restrained his movements.

Meng Jintang looked pale, pressed his heart, and slowly exhaled a breath. After a moment, he stood up, bowed deeply, and said, “My junior is still injured, so I was really rude just now.”

Martial arts practitioners are more likely to be emotionally unstable when suffering from internal injuries. She has not been able to completely refine the cold poison. Every time her mood swings are too severe, the cold energy in her meridians surges, suppressing her mood swings. At the same time, it will also temporarily deepen the negative state of [cold poison entering the body].

Sang Yiming’s tone was originally calm to the point of indifference, but now it was a little softer: “After so many years, you don’t have to rush to figure everything out at once.”

For Sang Yiming, such words were considered gentle words of comfort.

Meng Jintang composed himself and said with a smile, “Thank you, senior, for your advice.” He added, “Junior, I came here today because I have something to inform the elder.”

Sang Yiming glanced at Wen Feiqiong, who was disguised but revealed her identity, and nodded slightly, indicating that she could speak frankly.

Meng Jintang briefly mentioned the circumstances of his encounter with Gao Wuliang that day, and saw Elder Sang frown slightly and said, “So is that kid from the Gao family so useless?”

Lu Qingdu felt the Tianhua Sect’s harsh judgment on its disciples, and felt that although there were occasional blaming behaviors within the Seven Stars Temple, overall, it was still a warm sect. mw, please remember:,.[End of this Chapter.]