Transmigration with Cheat Codes - Chapter 217

[Chapter 218 Chapter 218]

Wen Feiqiong did not stay in Sanhuafang. As soon as Master Hanshan left, he followed him very consciously. However, Lan Shuishan and others did not stop him this time, as if they were just going with him.

This time Wen Feiqiong did not go to Shishou Mansion by water, but rode with Meng Jintang. He just took one look at it and said with a smile: “Don’t Master Meng often travel like this?”

A master like Meng Jintang, even if it is his first time riding a horse, can still control his limbs like a veteran who has grown up on a horse. What’s more, he has some experience in riding donkeys and mules, and the other party can actually tell that something is wrong. It can be seen that his eyesight is extraordinary.

Meng Jintang glanced at him, smiled slightly and said, “Of course he is not as knowledgeable as Mr. Wen.”

The King of Yezhou’s speaking style is actually quite polite and courteous. When dealing with others, he often uses words of praise. Wen Feiqiong knows that the other person’s casual remarks may not be sincere, but when she looks at the head of Hanshan who is dressed in Tsing Yi on horseback and smiles warmly, , still couldn’t help but be slightly lost in thought.

Wen Feiqiong calmed down and smiled: “To be honest, Master Meng, when traveling in the world, he often changes his identity. The groom is also pretending to be a horseman.”

He pretended to be an ordinary person just for his own fun, but today he felt a little regretful that Meng Jintang actually rode a horse by himself instead of taking a car.

The two horses were riding side by side on the road. If there are knowledgeable people on the side, they will find that the white horse Meng Jintang is riding is none other than the young master of Vimo City’s Zhaoye Jade Lion, while Wen Feiqiong changed into a black horse to accompany him. The reason is that since he Wearing white clothes and riding a white horse would be inappropriate.

The head of Hanshan glanced at the young master of Vimo City and smiled softly, but he did not ask him in depth about his views on the color matching of characters and mounts.

The Zhaoye Jade Lion is worthy of being a famous horse. He gallops like lightning all the way, and even the martial arts masters with inferior light skills cannot catch up. Wen Feiqiong chats and laughs with the leader of Hanshan. He has rich experience in the world and knows the local customs of various places very well.

In fact, Meng Jintang did not deliberately rush, but he would eventually arrive one day.

Since the last time they helped clear up the chaos in the mountain city, the disciples of Tianhua Sect have heard the name of King Yezhou to some extent. The members in charge of the guard did not dare to judge who the visitor was just by wearing green clothes, until Meng Jintang honestly left his identity as a “drug seller” when he exited the checkpoint.

Wen Feiqiong naturally followed and maintained the formation.

Tianhua taught disciples: “…”

He probably figured out who these two were.

*

On Silla Mountain, Sang Yiming, who had not seen him for several months, was waiting for Meng Jintang, as if he knew she would come.

During the time when the head of Hanshan went to Jianjing, many things happened in Tianhua Sect.

After the identity of Elder Lesi was exposed, he was dragged into the execution hall and tortured. He had been lurking for many years and had actually done a lot of bad things. He secretly helped the Blood Alliance and collected many young family members of the disciples in the sect, and brought the outstanding ones among them. Jump out and be sent to be trained as a killer.

After Gao Wuliang returned to the mountain, in order to clean up the atmosphere and eliminate hidden dangers, he naturally sent people to rescue the young children. Many of the children’s parents had been killed and were currently being cared for by people within the sect.

After the death of the Fourth Elder Le, not all of Le’s relatives were purged – Sang Yiming ignored secular affairs, and both the Elders Xin Er and Nie Wu also knew that within the Tianhua Sect, one family was the only one. It is definitely not a good thing, and many people are also implicated by the Fourth Elder Le, and are willing to support an innocent person in the Le family to take over the position of the Fourth Elder.

The disciples of Tianhua Cult took Master Hanshan outside the hall and resigned. Wen Feiqiong did not follow. Meng Jintang entered the residence of the great elder alone and told Sang Yiming the general experience of his biological mother when she was in the Central Plains.

There were no lights in the temple.

There seemed to be dark gauze floating in the room. In front of the table, the great elder of Tianhua Sect listened without saying a word.

There was no change in her expression or breath, but Meng Jintang still vaguely felt the fleeting sadness.

There was no sound in the hall, and the shadows of the trees outside shone on the window paper, reflecting the sunset and swaying gently.

For Sang Yiming, finding her sister was her last obsession with the world. After getting an accurate answer, all the obstacles in her heart were eliminated, and she could finally continue on her own path.

As the great elder of the Tianhua Sect, Sang Yiming recorded everything he had learned in his life. Among the children who were rescued, one was already seven years old – considering that many of the younger generations with outstanding abilities were manipulated by Elder Lesi. In the Blood Alliance, it is no wonder that Sang Yiming has not been able to find a suitable apprentice.

This child’s intelligence was very outstanding, and he was suitable for practicing Sang Yiming’s martial arts. His family members were no longer around, so after he became a disciple, he changed his surname to Sang and was included in the lineage of the Great Elder.

Meng Jintang asked: “Will the Great Elder personally teach that child?”

Sang Yiming looked at her, shook his head, and said calmly: “I don’t have that much time.”

Some of the martial arts classics she recorded involved secrets within the sect and were not suitable for teaching to disciples of other sects. As for those that could be viewed by outsiders, she gave a copy to Meng Jintang for her to take away.

Meng Jintang nodded silently without saying a word – when the water is full, it overflows, and when the moon is full, it loses. There are some laws that even peerless masters like Sang Yiming cannot avoid. The other party’s martial arts has reached its peak. If he does not want to slowly decline, , we must seek higher breakthroughs.

Sang Yiming suddenly said: “If you come to Silla Mountain City in the future, you can take care of the child.”

——The child was naturally referring to Sang Yiming’s apprentice. She said this as a way of entrusting him with the future.

Meng Jintang looked at the other party and solemnly agreed with the same calm attitude.

Sang Yiming: “There is also a child. I think her qualifications are not bad. If you think she is suitable, take her to Hanshan to serve as a servant.”

The little girl who was pointed out by the elder was not yet three years old. Meng Jintang took a cursory look and realized that although she was young, she had a delicate body and strong Qinghua aura. She smiled and said, “Three years from now, if this child is really willing, If she joins the Hanshan Sect, I will send someone to pick her up.”

The little girl was young, but smart and clever. She bowed to the head of Hanshan, but she didn’t get permission and didn’t dare to address her as master.

Meng Jintang asked: “What is this child’s name?”

Sang Yiming: “The Blood Alliance only gave numbers, but now they are no longer useful. What do you want to call them?”

Meng Jintang thought for a while and said with a smile, “How about calling me Meng Zhi?”

Zhi has the intention to climb high. If the other party is the leader of the sect, the expectations he needs to bear are naturally different from others.

*

In late winter, snowflakes begin to fall from the sky.

Sang Yiming’s last day before retreat was such a snowy day.

Meng Jintang raised his head slightly and found that the sky was filled with dense clouds, and even the sky was dark as if he was seeing off.

Sang Yiming’s retreat this time is different from the past. No matter life or death, he will never leave the retreat again.

——She was originally stuck in the world and could not get rid of it, but now she has finally let it go.

At noon that day, Meng Jintang had a cup of tea with Sang Yiming. Elder Xin Er and others also came over to chat for a few words. At about a quarter of the time, Sang Yiming stood up, nodded slightly to everyone, and then turned towards the top of the mountain. Go to the stone room.

Meng Jintang thought that although there was no conclusion in the world, but according to her opinion, the number one among the top martial arts masters should be Sang Yi Mingcai.

Others don’t have her determination to take things lightly.

The head of Hanshan stood up silently to see her off, and the others followed. Every time Sang Yiming took a step towards the top of the mountain, she seemed to be further away from the world. When she arrived at the door of the stone chamber, it was clear that others could still see After seeing the great elder’s background, he was no longer aware of the other party’s existence.

There is a huge conflict between vision and perception, giving people the illusion of a dream.

Meng Jintang watched the stone door open and close, and the snowflakes fell quietly, adorning her green clothes.

Moving westward day by day, Elder Xin Er and others have left one after another. Apart from her, only Gao Wuliang is still here.

Gao Wuliang coughed and said: “The Great Elder has entered the stone pass, and then Head Meng…”

Meng Jintang said: “I will stand there for a while and then leave.”

——In fact, Gao Wuliang already knew Meng Jintang’s identity. Whenever he thought that the other party was supposed to be a disciple of the Sang family and was considered his peer, his not-so-arrogant mood became calmer and more humble.

Gao Wuliang was speechless and asked, “Where is Mr. Wen?”

Meng Jintang said calmly: “He has gone back.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure stood behind the two of them. Wen Feiqiong was still wearing white clothes, which looked almost the same color as the snow.

Meng Jintang raised his eyebrows: “So Mr. Wen is still here.”

Wen Feiqiong looked at the closed stone door and smiled slightly: “Wen really wanted to leave first.”

——If you take the first step, you won’t be so reluctant.

Meng Jintang smiled and turned around: “Then why are you back again?”

Wen Feiqiong: “We passed without saying goodbye and then came back.”

Gao Wuliang was silent: “…”

Can we have a cup of tea while this brother is gone? Does this count as saying goodbye without saying goodbye?

The snow is falling harder and harder, and the sky is getting darker. Through the snow curtain, you can see the shadowy lights at the foot of the mountain.

There seems to be only a thin line between the vast and tranquil environment and the fireworks of the world.

Meng Jintang looked at the young man in white in front of him and said in a gentle tone: “Next, I will go back to Hanshan.”

Wen Feiqiong just looked at her like this for a long time, until her shoulders were covered with a layer of snowflakes, and then she said softly: “I will accompany the leader back.”

Meng Jintang: “After returning to Yezhou, I will start to retreat.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the look on Wen Feiqiong’s face visibly changed, but he heard the head of Hanshan say: “Although I am in seclusion, I will come out in the future – I have no heirs yet, and I will still teach the disciples and handle the affairs of the sect in the future.”

Wen Feiqiong chuckled: “Yezhou has a lot of affairs. Thanks to Master Meng, we can maintain peace.”

“…”

Gao Wuliang didn’t know how other people would feel when they heard these words, but as the leader of the evil forces, he keenly sensed a hint of abandoning darkness and turning to light…

It may be that the power of the righteous path is too strong and the lofty ideals have led to the fact that the evil people of the same generation as King Yezhou always lack prospects in career development.

*

When the head of Hanshan returned to Yezhou, it was not yet the New Year. When the Martial Arts Alliance was sorting out the remaining supplies of the Blood Alliance, they found the relics of Wei Dao Kuang. They already knew that Wei Chongci was in the Hanshan Sect, so they sent the secret book with them. Someone sent the snow-rolling knife over.

Meng Jintang did not show up at that time and only sent his junior sister to contact them.

According to rumors in the world, King Yezhou has begun a career of escaping from the world and practicing cultivation like many martial arts predecessors.

The blood alliance will be destroyed in the third year.

After receiving Meng Jintang’s letter, Gao Wuliang was very restless. On a whim, he pretended to be an ordinary disciple. When the Hanshan Sect sent people over, he quietly sneaked into the team and personally escorted Xiao Mengzhi there.

The turmoil in the world will never completely stop. They encountered a counterattack by the remnants of the Blood Alliance on the way. Before Gao Wuliang could show the cultivation of Tianhua Cult Master, a wandering doctor next to him took out from his sleeve. A jade-white short sword killed the enemy in an instant without leaving any trace of armor behind.

Gao Wuliang: “…Mr. Wen?”

Wen Feiqiong put the dagger back into the jade flute and smiled slightly: “Master Gao.”

Gao Wuliang suddenly realized that in the past three years, not only the head of Hanshan had been in seclusion, but he had also not heard any news related to Wen Feiqiong for a long time.

“How did Mr. Wen know that Meng Zhi was here?”

Wen Feiqiong smiled: “Actually, I have been going to Silla Mountain City frequently in the past few years, but I just didn’t dare to alarm Master Gao.”

Gao Wuliang had a dull expression on his face: “…Vimal City Yi/Rongshu, it is indeed unparalleled in the world.”

After arriving in Yezhou, the King of Yezhou, who was rumored to have rarely seen outsiders, actually showed his face to his disciple. A banquet was specially prepared for this in the outer courtyard of Hancheng.

The night wind blew the gauze lanterns under the eaves. The banquet was not over yet, and the disciples were still rushing to serve the dishes. The master of the place had already left the scene.

Also leaving the table was Wen Feiqiong.

Outside Hancheng is a mountainous area covered with snow – it was a snowy day last time, and today it is still a snowy day when we meet again.

The two of them were walking side by side on the snow, and Meng Jintang suddenly said: “I still owe the young master an agreement.”

——When they first met, they made a life-and-death battle agreement.

Wen Feiqiong never avoided fighting. No matter how high his opponent’s martial arts skills were, he could not make him want to give in. But at this moment, he shook his head: “Not now.”

Meng Jintang looked at him and smiled: “Master, do you have any other plans?”

Wen Feiqiong smiled and said: “The king of Yezhou Jinkou said that he made an appointment with me, and he will definitely fulfill his promise. In this way, you will at least see me again.”

His voice became softer and softer, and when he spoke the last word, his tone was incredibly gentle, reminiscent of the burning lights flowing along the river outside Weimo City.

The moonlight is reflected on the snow, and it is a pure silvery white far and near.

Meng Jintang smiled and said slowly, “Young Master Wen must be good at practicing martial arts.”

Wen Feiqiong looked at her, smiled and agreed, “Okay.”[End of this Chapter.]