Transmigration with Cheat Codes - Chapter 113

[114. Chapter 114]

Meng Jintang practiced Qing Gong very well. Even though Yongji was far away from the sect’s headquarters, he still completed a round trip quickly.

When she arrived at Yongji’s outer courtyard, she habitually did not go around the main entrance, but directly floated up and swept from the high wall into the outer courtyard——

“…”

Meng Jintang stared at the square in front of him expressionlessly, feeling that there might be a deviation in the landing place he chose, or that he might have been distracted for a while.

Judging from the location, this place should be the martial arts training ground of Yongji outer courtyard, but under normal circumstances, there should be some martial arts training equipment beside the square, including wooden figures used to practice fists and feet, etc.

But now it’s really empty.

To put it bluntly, even if the things could be moved away, the trees nearby would not change from pine trees to plum blossoms for no reason. And if what she saw was correct, had the floor tiles in the martial arts field been re-paved? ?

Meng Jintang stood in the open space and thought about life for a while. After a while, she finally met someone who could answer her doubts.

A little girl with a single ponytail came bounding over and said hello. Perhaps because the doubt in her eyes was too strong, she smiled and said: “This is a rare opportunity. I just had a discussion with Miss Du.”

Meng Jintang pointed to his face and raised his eyebrows: “You seem to look different from before?”

Before, she had slender peach blossom eyes with light eyebrows, but now she has clear willow-leaf eyebrows and almond-shaped eyes.

Little girl: “After the sparring session, I changed my makeup.”

Meng Jintang smiled: “The makeup is good.” After a pause, he said, “The bone shrinking technique is also good.”

The little girl’s eyes were lively. She tilted her head when she heard the words, and she smiled in a cute and naive manner. She turned in Meng Jintang’s face, holding up her skirt and turning around on tiptoes, like a light lark.

“…”

After Meng Jintang had this idea, he couldn’t help but hold his forehead in his mind, feeling that it would be difficult for him to look directly at a lark in the future…

In fact, the “little girl” has no flaws in her appearance. No matter her appearance or expression, she is no different from a normal little girl. Meng Jintang first felt something was wrong with the person standing behind the “mute master” because of his breathing. The sound begins.

For any master, as long as he has not reached the state of returning to nature, his breathing rhythm will always be different from that of ordinary people. Even if he is walking outside on weekdays, he can also use some means to conceal it, just like this little girl, at first glance He looks like an ordinary person, but if you observe carefully, you will find that the other person’s breathing rhythm has not changed in any way from the beginning to the end.

However, at this moment, the other party’s breathing sounded obviously intermittent, as if he had some internal injuries.

The little girl sighed, and seemed a little annoyed: “Actually, Master didn’t allow me to do it, but I didn’t expect that Miss Du actually had to pass on the “Mingkong Sword”. I felt itchy, so I made a promise to fight…”

Meng Jintang was silent for a moment, half-smiling but not smiling: “Now you know how to call me master, instead of calling me ‘master of loose flowers’?”

The little girl smiled: “The king of Yezhou has a sharp eye. Since I can’t hide it from your eyes and ears, why waste my efforts?”

Since it was a normal fight, Du Jingruo had nothing urgent to do, so he agreed. Considering that he was a guest now, he couldn’t be too indulgent, so he agreed to limit it to ten moves.

…Thanks to the restriction on this technique, otherwise Meng Jintang would probably only see the ruins of the martial arts hall when he returned this time.

Meng Jintang thought about it, and felt that it was no wonder that Jianghu sects paid more attention to financial issues. On the one hand, martial arts practitioners must have sufficient medical supplies for their daily lives, and on the other hand, decoration costs were high. It would be fine if there were no masters. If there were masters, in case of action, If the hand cannot send and receive it freely, it will inevitably cause damage to the environment.

The little girl gently wiped her face, wiping off the easy-to-wear things on her face. At the same time, there was a sound of bones on her body. In an instant, she transformed from a young girl into a beautiful boy as elegant as jade.

Meng Jintang smiled slightly, and finally understood why Wen Feiqiong wanted to change his hairstyle to a single ponytail. His current clothes were loose and elegant, and their colors and styles were relatively neutral. Even if his appearance changed at this moment, it would not look abrupt.

Wen Feiqiong recalled the previous exchanges and commented: “The “Mingkong Sword” is from Baiyun layman in the past. It is extremely powerful. With Du Jingruo’s ability, now he can only use one sword.”

Meng Jintang said softly: “As long as you can defeat your opponent, there is no difference between one sword and ten and a hundred swords.”

Wen Feiqiong agreed with her point of view: “It is true.”

Meng Jintang looked at Wen Feiqiong, regretting that he was not outside the hospital just now and could not see the competition between the descendants of Baiyunju and the descendants of Vimo City.

The regret had just surfaced, but it quickly subsided and was replaced by an even more frightening emotion.

A jade-white light lit up silently.

Wen Feiqiong’s weapon was a dagger. When he took action, he was extremely fast. The tip of the sword was already close to his throat before it was unsheathed.

Meng Jintang felt a long-lost trembling feeling in his heart.

The sword wind stirred up broken snow, and stirred up a faint scent of plum blossoms – Meng Jintang suddenly discovered that the plum blossoms on this tree were almost in bloom, but the buds on the other tree were just opening.

Perhaps it was the slight coldness and sadness mixed with the fragrance that lengthened the sense of time. At the end of the plum fragrance, a piece of sword light suddenly flashed like a flowing wind.

When Wen Feiqiong saw this sword light, she was shocked to realize that the sky was already dark, and the twilight was reflected on the long sword of the girl in green.

The short sword was as bright as jade, and the long sword was as clear as autumn water. The two figures rose and fell suddenly, and the flickering sword light floated in front of and behind them, circling around the martial arts field, dancing endlessly.

When Du Jingruo came back to the martial arts arena, what she saw was this scene. She subconsciously pressed the handle of the knife, but before the sword energy was stimulated, she was forcibly pressed down.

According to the rules of the arena, she had no reason to interfere in the competition between the two.

At this moment, two figures suddenly floated away, each raised their spirits, and landed on both ends of the martial arts arena as lightly and skillfully as feathers.

Meng Jintang and Wen Feiqiong’s swords have been sheathed, but the sword intent that filled the square has not dissipated.

——For masters of their level, what they did just now was not actually a competition, it was just a simple sparring session.

Meng Jintang covered his mouth with his sleeves and coughed twice.

She was standing under a plum blossom. At this moment, the sword energy had stopped and the north wind had stopped. However, the plum blossoms that had been shaken by the sword energy just now fell down like snow flakes, landing on the girl in green.

Wen Feiqiong came over with a smile and said, “Master Meng’s martial arts has made rapid progress, and Wen admires him.”

Meng Jintang smiled: “Master Wen’s swordsmanship has also improved a lot.”

Wen Feiqiong admitted: “I fought against the Evil Lord once before. Although he was seriously injured and dying, he also had some understanding.”

Meng Jintang turned sideways and nodded to Du Jingruo: “Miss Du.”

Now that Du Jingruo has arrived, Wen Feiqiong stopped talking about Bai Yunju’s martial arts characteristics, and instead turned the topic to Xie Zun.

Wen Feiqiong said leisurely: “Actually, not all of the evil ghosts who caused chaos in the world have come into contact with disciples of the evil lord. Many of them only accidentally obtained the inheritance of their skills and used them to cause chaos in the world.”

Meng Jintang’s eyes moved slightly when he heard this.

Wen Feiqiong smiled: “Head Meng must be thinking that if he changes places, he will not just get a secret book and run rampant in the world. Instead, he will concentrate on practicing for a period of time and wait for his martial arts to be perfect before making plans.”

Meng Jintang smiled half-heartedly: “Of course I am not a courageous person like Mr. Wen.”

Wen Feiqiong: “Those evil ghost grandsons are not all short-sighted people. Some of them want to keep a low profile, but in the end, no matter whether they are willing or not, they have to keep looking for people to compete with.”

Du Jingruo: “This seems to be because the exercises passed down by the evil master are different. The practitioners’ internal energy is often agitated, and their temperament inevitably becomes restless.”

Wen Feiqiong nodded: “Yes, but it’s more than that. The martial arts and mental methods introduced by the evil master to the world are only fragments. The evil ghost grandchildren need to find opportunities to make contributions and become famous before they can pass on the subsequent chapters. Otherwise, they will practice according to the techniques in the fragments. If you continue, sooner or later you will die due to the explosion of true energy and the severed meridians.”

Hearing this, Du Jingruo glanced at Wen Feiqiong keenly.

Wen Feiqiong smiled: “At first glance, the evil master’s martial arts sounds a bit like Vimalakia’s “Eclipse Breaking Technique”.”

Meng Jintang thought for a while. She was not sure about the relationship between Vimo City and the Evil Lord, but she always felt that with the character of the owner of Sanhua, even if he wanted to be the mastermind behind the scenes, he would not give a name with such a weird style as “Evil Lord”… …

Wen Feiqiong: “The “Solar Eclipse Breaking Technique” is already a skill that can be improved very quickly, but it is not like the mental method passed down by the Evil Lord. It only takes a few months, or even shorter, to become a master. ‘Master’ comes out.”

Du Jingruo: “And as far as I know, the “Eclipse Breaking Technique” is very difficult to get started, and the qualification requirements for practitioners are extremely strict.”

It is precisely because of this that after so many years, Master Sanhua has only accepted one disciple, Wen Feiqiong.

Meng Jintang thoughtfully said: “Although hundreds of martial arts schools have their own characteristics, the principles are all in common.”

In short, Xie Zun’s skills are not at all in line with the common sense of practice on a martial arts set.

Du Jingruo whispered: “Maybe not everyone can practice…”

She didn’t finish her words, but the other two people understood what Du Jingruo meant.

The evil master relies on his monopoly of skills to control his subordinates. Those evil ghost grandchildren must obtain further mental skills in order to continue their lives as masters.

But when will the cycle of relying on obtaining mental methods to control the true energy, then improving martial arts, and then obtaining new mental methods to control the true energy come to an end?

Meng Jintang thought that maybe not everyone is qualified to reach the so-called end.

When players level up their proficiency, they will encounter levels. For locals in the game world, they will encounter the threshold in martial arts. However, in the orthodox sects, the threshold is often set in front, but in the evil master’s technique, the threshold is set. In the back.

This can also explain the Evil Lord’s negligent attitude towards the lives of his men. Why he uses Evil Ghost Sun is like using cannon fodder.

Perhaps for him, those subordinates had no future at all.

Wen Feiqiong smiled: “I have an out-of-character temperament. I was recuperating at home, and I was really impatient. I thought that the Evil Lord might come to take revenge, but he always disappeared.”

Meng Jintang smiled: “The Evil Lord seems bold and arrogant, but in fact he is also a person who assesses the situation.”

Wen Feiqiong: “Aunt Lan was worried about this junior. Seeing that I was so bored, she sent people to capture a few evil ghost grandchildren and brought them to the city.”

When Du Jingruo heard this, her expression became a little solemn.

——The reason why Wen Feiqiong had laid the groundwork for so many past events by rambling around just now was probably because she had discovered something.[End of this Chapter.]