Transmigration with Cheat Codes - Chapter 216

[Chapter 217 Chapter 217]

There was a wind on the river, causing the boat to sway again and again.

Meng Jintang’s green sleeves swayed slightly. She turned her eyes slightly and saw a wooden relief carved on the wall of the cabin. She looked at it for a while, then reached out and pulled out the sword hilt on the side of the relief, and found that there was indeed a sharp sword on the back. Blade.

Wen Feiqiong introduced: “If you press the flower next to the person, a hidden weapon will emit.”

These clean and meticulous carvings looked like decoration, but in fact they concealed murderous intent. Meng Jintang glanced at the wall, and then at Wen Feiqiong, and couldn’t help but cross the five words “things resemble their masters” in his mind.

Young Master Wen of Wuqingjian looked as usual, as if he didn’t realize what the head of Hanshan was thinking about writing, and poured a cup of tea for her with a smile.

When he handed over the teacup, his hand suddenly loosened, and the teacup fell straight down. There was a ray of true energy on the bottom of the cup. The cup filled with tea fell gently on the table without making any sound.

While the tea cup was falling, Wen Feiqiong’s right palm came out from the side of the cup and pointed towards Meng Jintang’s forearm. The head of Hanshan responded without any surprise. She flicked her fingers sideways like playing a pipa, and the two of them showed off their moves. They didn’t use their internal strength to fight, but their movements were extremely fast. In a moment, they had rolled and rolled over forty moves.

The speed at which they changed their moves was so fast that their arms had never touched each other since they started.

In addition to this wooden boat, there were other pleasure boats on the river. The evening breeze slowly came across the water, and the wooden windows on the boat were suddenly blown open. Tourists who happened to pass by accidentally caught a glimpse of the young man in white inside when they turned sideways.

The people around Weimo City have always dared not judge people by their appearance because they have learned too much from the past. They did not regard the young man in white as the Wu Qingjian himself just because he looked like the young master of Weimo City.

What’s more, they have never seen Wen Feiqiong like this tonight.

A wave hit us head-on, causing the bow of the boat to tilt up. Meng Jintang took advantage of the change in the environment and cut into Wen Feiqiong’s wrist.

The flowing lights in the river flicker like lotuses made of fire.

Such a bright light could not cover up the moonlight in the sky.

The wind from the palm struck, and Wen Feiqiong’s upper body tilted slightly. He could have avoided it, but he was a little slower.

A warrior’s instinct allowed Meng Jintang to directly seize the opponent’s flaw, bully her body, and take him down in one go. She reached forward with her right arm and clasped Wen Feiqiong’s left wrist with her backhand.

The waves disappear into the water.

The wooden boat fell again, and the hull swayed back and forth. Wen Feiqiong fell backwards and fell into the embroidered cushions. The white robe sleeves under him were layered one on top of another, like a eucalyptus tree slowly falling.

There was a full moon hanging in the sky, and the moonlight reflected in his eyes, turning into two gentle crescent moons.

The wooden windows that had been blown open by the evening breeze were closed again by the wind, and the dim light silently leaked out from the gaps.

Tonight, in addition to the common cruise ships, there are also people setting up a stage on the water to play music. The clear sound of the piano is set against the sound of the water, drifting farther and farther away. There are countless painted boats on the river, but they cannot cover up the beauty of the music. The farther the musician played, the quieter the surrounding area became. Most of the people on the boat were obsessed with it and rowed involuntarily to the singing. Only one wooden boat slowly moved away from the lights in the river.

Someone inquired and found out that the musicians playing the piano tonight are the disciples from Sanhuafang. These people would not come outside normally, but now they are here. Could it be that they were sent by the young master of Vimal City?

——Wen Feiqiong was rarely in such high spirits, as if he had encountered something good.

*

As the heir of Sanhuafang, Wen Feiqiong has always been invisible, and he has not been able to stay peacefully in the city for a whole year. It has been several months since he has rarely appeared in public in front of his disciples in the city, but he is Go out of the city to meet the leader of Hanshan Sect Meng.

Looking at the scene in front of them, it must be hard for others to believe that Meng Jintang and he had just separated three hundred meters away.

Meng Jintang watched as he walked to the gate but decided to take a detour to greet his ruthless sword. He remembered that the other party had always been unpredictable in the rumors in the world, and felt that there would be more rumors about the other party.

Weimo City is different from other rivers and lakes forces. The city has a gentle and romantic image that is almost drunken and luxurious. As soon as Meng Jintang entered the city, he saw someone setting up a stage to sing an opera not far away.

The willow trees beside the river bank have lost all their green leaves, but the willow branches still have a kind of dependence.

The disciples of Vimalakia are good at music theory and most of them have outstanding appearance, but few of them are married. This is entirely because they have something more worthy of their passion, and whether they have a spouse or not is not worth caring about.

The people on the stage were fully clothed and singing, looking extremely miserable. When Meng Jintang and his party walked by, they suddenly pulled out two silver halberds and flew out with the water sleeves.

The opponent’s attack was so sudden, but no one around him was surprised. Meng Jintang briefly thought about the possibility of Wen Feiqiong being plotted by his fellow disciples, and finally came to the conclusion that this kind of contest should be considered the norm in Sanhuafang.

The unrelated people took a few steps away, leaving space for the two of them. When the man in costume took action, there was almost no interruption in his breath. He was obviously a martial arts master.

The silver halberd hit a sword shadow, and the two water sleeves shook violently. The costume was obviously soft, but at this moment it made a sound like gold and stone.

Silver and white lights intertwined for a moment, swirling around in the air endlessly. Suddenly, two loud sounds were heard, the silver halberd suddenly broke in the middle, and the two water sleeves were rolled back.

When the man in costume landed on the ground, he staggered back involuntarily. He looked as if he was drunk or just sober, with a dazed look on his face. .

The clothes fluttered, and the jade-white light disappeared and returned to the flute again. Wen Feiqiong raised her breath and landed beside Meng Jintang. She smiled slightly and said: “The halberd just now was called ‘Dream Spring and Autumn’. Even though I could do it before, Next time, it will never be as good as today.”

Meng Jintang suddenly said: “What about the sword move you just used? What is it called?”

Wen Feiqiong paused for a moment. He always answered all questions in front of the head of Hanshan, and now is no exception. He said slowly: “It’s called ‘The song ends and people disperse’.”

“The End of the Song” is indeed suitable for “Spring and Autumn in Dreams”. Meng Jintang thought to himself that the martial arts of different sects in the world have their own unique features, and the martial arts in Vimo City also has its own greatness.

The area close to the city gate is extremely elegant, but the further you go in, the more peaceful the environment becomes, giving you a feeling of desolation after the prosperity has come to an end.

Meng Jintang suddenly thought that Lan Shuishan, who was known as the “Eyeless Mute Master” that day, did not seek a place to practice in seclusion like many top martial arts masters, but he always kept silent and watched as a training ground. Ways to practice.

Now that she thought of this, she simply asked Wen Feiqiong. The latter admitted the guess of the head of Hanshan, and said that in addition to not looking at or speaking, Lan Shuishan also considered not listening, not moving, and just sitting down. At the Nirvana Pass, it’s just that the skill has not yet reached, so I have to leave it for now.

There are many tree shadows in Weimo City, and the canopy is like clouds. Walking among them, people feel as if they are walking in the deep mountains. From time to time, there are some rockery flowers and trees dotted around. The layout seems random, but in fact it forms its own formation. If there is no one to lead it, it will be bad. past.

Meng Jintang suddenly felt a strong presence not far ahead. This was a reaction brought by the master’s spiritual sense, but she could not hear the slightest movement commensurate with it.

That man had a very different temperament from Sang Yiming, but he was obviously a master of the same level.

She turned around the rockery and finally saw a man sitting cross-legged on a boulder by the lake and carving stones with a carving knife. The man was wearing a soft cotton robe of good quality, but on his feet were a pair of patched cloth shoes. The man was not bald, but he did not have long hair. Instead, he had a layer of stubble that was short and not long like a modern person.

Meng Jintang thought about it and felt that “being too lazy to shave his head on time” would ruin the atmosphere. He also admired the opponent’s martial arts level, so he changed his position to “an expert who doesn’t care about false appearances.”

Judging from his appearance, this person seemed to be only about 20 years old. Although he was just sitting casually, he showed a relaxed and relaxed attitude. He noticed that Meng Jintang’s eyes fell on the stone carving in his hand and smiled: “Little girl, if If you are interested, take a set with you and try it out yourself.”

Wen Feiqiong walked over and saluted and greeted: “Master.” Then he introduced, “This is Head Meng of the Hanshan Sect.”

The man originally didn’t pay much attention to the strange master who appeared here. When he knew it was Meng Jintang, he turned back to look at her.

Wen Feiqiong gave a simple introduction, and the man didn’t seem to need any more words from his apprentice. He smiled and praised: “The rumors in the world are true. The King of Yezhou is indeed an outstanding young talent.” Pointing to Wen Feiqiong, “Headmaster Meng is here. , if there is anything you want to see, ask this kid to accompany you around.”

Meng Jintang bowed deeply: “Then I’m sorry.”

The man laughed and said, “It doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter. It’s good for you of the same generation to have more interactions with each other.”

*

After visiting the owner of the scattered flowers, Wen Feiqiong took her for a brief walk around Vimo City, and finally arrived at the Incense Holding Tower – this is the residence of the city lord. Now that Cui Fuyun has become a monk, Wen Feiqiong is the only one One person lives inside.

The name of this building means something gorgeous, but the decoration inside is quite elegant. There are various musical instruments hanging on the wall of one room, many weapons hanging on the wall of another room, and another room with numerous paintbrushes and cabinets. There are many paints in the grid that are rarely seen by outsiders, and the walls are covered with many vivid portraits.

Wen Feiqiong gave up King Yezhou’s dormitory in the Xiang Tower on the grounds of his noble status, and ran to stay in the guest room herself.

There are many handed down music scores in the Sanhuafang, which are rarely seen by outsiders. Although Meng Jintang has been allowed to browse through them at will, it is difficult for her to gain any martial arts benefits from them based on her musical understanding.

Fortunately, Wen Feiqiong always plays and explains.

The city of Vimo is full of singing and dancing, just like a paradise. Meng Jintang is accompanied by Wen Feiqiong. The other party hears and hears the broadcast, and the chat and laughter make people feel relieved. If the other sects use simple living conditions, the disciples in the sect can concentrate on martial arts as much as possible. , Navimo City does the opposite.

It is a bit incredible that Wen Feiqiong was born here, but he was known as the “Ruthless Sword”. Meng Jintang recalled that when they beat Li Feiru, the opponent’s secret attack almost blended into the rainy night. Although the sword’s power was elegant and graceful, it also exuded A kind of cold and ruthless feeling.

Meng Jintang often sparred with Wen Feiqiong, so he could naturally feel the subtle changes in his sword intent, but he didn’t know whether this change was good or bad for the other party.

She stayed in Vimo City for more than a month. When the snow started to fall in the sky, she left and transferred to Silla Mountain City.

Xinluo Mountain City is also Meng Jintang’s last stop before returning to Yezhou.[End of this Chapter.]