"How can you give up?"

"The strength that I have worked so hard to cultivate, the strength that truly belongs to me, and the greatest guarantee for the achievement of the legend, how can it be regarded as an illusory abandonment?"

Hearing Qi Zhengyan's series of questions, such a thought suddenly appeared in Meng Qi's mind.

If you don't have the strength of martial arts, what can you do to deal with the situation where the legendary powers have returned?

If you don't have the strength of martial arts, in the face of ill-intentioned people like gold and silver tricks, won't you even have the power to resist?

If you don't have martial arts strength, do you want to rely on the big people on the other side behind everything?

If you don't have martial arts strength, how can you find clues and resurrect Xiao San?

If you don't have the strength of martial arts, if your division commander and friends are in danger, wouldn't you just be able to watch, even if you are anxious and worried, there is nothing you can do?

Step by step to his current realm and current status, many things are based on the strength of martial arts, without it, he is rootless duckweed, he can't do it if he wants to, just assuming it, he can really feel what is called powerless!

Seeing Meng Qi's rarely revealed face, Qi Zhengyan's expression became more and more serious, and his tone became even more flat:

"If it weren't for the fact that we trusted each other and someone else made this suggestion, would you think that this was a conspiracy, and with just a few words, you would have deceived the strongest immortal in the world into abolishing his martial arts and easily killing him?"

"Isn't your fierce resistance and struggle proving your dependence on martial arts?"

"You didn't have martial arts in the past, didn't you live for so many years?"

"Without martial arts, you wouldn't be you?"

The words were in his ears, Meng Qi's thoughts fluctuated, they confronted each other, refuted each other, and wavered, but they couldn't make up their minds:

yes, to this day. I really rely too much on martial arts, I can't imagine what life would be like without martial arts, if I can't clear this layer of fog shrouded in true spirits, how can I see my "true self"?

What are you kidding? The strength that has been cultivated bit by bit is the most real, how can you give it up for the sake of illusory hope? Without martial arts, how can you face all kinds of incidents in the future?

If you don't "cut me to see me" as soon as possible and understand that "I am me", in the situation where the legendary power has begun to return early, there doesn't seem to be much difference between immortals and mortals, so why not take the risk and try it?

But. Even if you don't give up the martial arts, relying on the years to sharpen it, you can't say that you will be able to find an opportunity to break through in the next few years? With the protection of the Moonlight Bodhisattva and the goodwill of the Green Emperor, there should be no problem in holding out for a few years, so why try this dangerous and unguaranteed method?

After explaining so much, isn't it because you can't let go of the martial arts and have become a slave of the martial arts?

Without martial arts, he is already someone else's slave!

......

In a short period of time. To give an answer to this question involving his future and life, even if he has always been good at making decisions and daring to fight for his life, Meng Qi has fallen into a situation of hesitation and struggle. His lips twitched, and he tried to speak several times, but he couldn't speak.

Only by cutting off the external "me" can we see the real "me"?

Qi Zhengyan's expression returned to normal. Said slowly:

"Think for yourself, this kind of thing, only you can make a decision. ”

After speaking. He didn't look back and left, and went deep into the southern wilderness step by step, and the sparks of the stars converged, as if forming a red torrent.

Meng Qi looked at his back in a daze, and suddenly sighed, full of thoughts, if this method can be as clear and clear as cutting off the past and breaking the future, as long as you act according to the plan, there is a great possibility of success, and you have already tried, but Senior Brother Qi has made it clear that even if you give up martial arts, you may not be able to completely cut me to see me, which is equivalent to wasting effort, and I have lost my biggest reliance, and I have become a wasted person from now on, the road is ethereal, it is simply unpredictable, full of variables, how can I make up my mind?

From the beginning of the legend, the road is approached by the law, the road is unspeakable, and the road is naturally ethereal and unpredictable.

Full of thoughts, Thakin stepped like a rein, and unconsciously walked to the outside of Guangling City, the tide of the river rushing, the twilight was heavy, and it seemed that it had not changed for thousands of years.

This was the last place I saw Xiao San.

She struggled, she lost...... Meng Qi closed his eyes, the past was as clear as a moment, vivid, Gu Xiaosang's expression and tone were so real, as if it had just happened.

His eyes were open, his eyes were deep, and through the twilight mist, Meng Qi saw that there were moored ships in the riverside port, and the lights were lit up like stars.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year.

In a hurry, the river is flowing, there is no difference between ancient and modern, Meng Qi strolled closer, and the original scenes echoed in his mind.

Judging from all the clues obtained so far, Xiao Sang has never given up, even if he was forced to choose to die at my hands, he also left a way back, waiting for the opportunity to make a comeback.

She is such a person, resourceful and unpredictable, and will never give up easily.

The enchantress should be the enchantress who thinks she is dead and has no possibility of resurrection, but you see her white fur skirt returning under the lights.

"Xiao Sang left behind and seemed to pin the hope of resurrection on me, so why would she believe that I could do it?"

"Is there no way out, or is it a mixture of subtle emotional expectations?"

"Is it to be sure of my future, or do you trust me in the strength and resilience that I can achieve?"

Meng Qi's thoughts were flying, and he finally returned to the matter of "martial arts strength", and he was distracted for a long time.

The bright moon is rising, the clear light is falling, and in the silence, his green robe is fluttering, his back is bleak, he steps across the river, and walks north.

Another night of getting lost, when the sun rose, Meng Qi found himself on the shore of a vast lake, the same familiar place, the same memories engraved in his memory.

The former Bayan Valley, now the Bayan Lake.

After sitting for a few months, patiently hunting, and finally slaying the land of the wolf king.

Sitting opposite each other on the lake, you white lotus, my green lantern, unexpectedly a word into a prophecy.

Sparkling, bathed in the morning glow, there are fishing boats on the shore, and there are also richly decorated building boats.

Meng Qi breathed in the breeze on the lake, reminiscing about the past, and there were a few tourists shuttling nearby.

"This is Bayan Valley?"

"That's right, the Wild Sword Slashing Wolf King Yu Bayan's Bayan Valley, which witnessed his first ascension to the top of the list. witnessed him become the emperor from a mad knife. ”

"Later, Emperor Yuan also fought a big battle here, turning Bayan Valley into Bayan Lake?"

"Yes, at that time, he turned into an extremely evil heavenly demon, went deep into the enemy's lair, fought fiercely with several great grandmasters, and also encountered an ambush, but he was not spared under the cause and effect, and finally won a complete victory. ”

"It's really a place full of feats of predecessors, you take a picture for me, and I'll keep it as a souvenir. ”

"Haven't you been worried all the time? Why are you suddenly relaxed again?"

"Hehe, the emperor has the help of the bereaved clan, it is said that the legend is very powerful, and he is not afraid of the demon clan and the Luo sect at all, why should we worry about the sky? Hurry up, take a photo of me and Bayan Valley, there was a crazy sword invincible in the past, and now there is a famous sword!"

Listening to their words, Meng Qi couldn't help but smile slightly. Is this what "yourself" is in the eyes of others?

The focus of Bayan Valley in his memories is completely different from what they said.

They only care about their own strength, their own records, and they are nothing but that. The sickly girl in white with red cheeks and a strange spirit also appeared in front of me......

Because this is my experience.

Because it's never forgettable.

The mood suddenly relaxed, the corners of Meng Qi's mouth pursed a smile, and he slowly left Bayan Valley, like a tourist with nothing to do. traveled all over the country, returned to the places in my memory, and pursued myself.

Thousands of miles alone. Reporting to Shaolin relies on strength, sensational achievements, and unforgettable emotions of seeing death as home, generosity and enthusiasm.

Hurrying on a moonlit night, carrying the wounded, with a sword and a person, relying on strength, gaining benefits, and carrying out the heart is the pleasure of happiness and revenge.

In the Shaolin Temple, the strength is low, and the unforgettable is the master, the little junior brother......

Bit by bit, stripped of the outside and illuminated the inside, Meng Qi gradually became quiet, like the bright moon hanging quietly high in the night sky.

Without martial arts, what would I be?

Stopping on the edge of the cliff, looking at the blue sea water, lapping against the mountain wall, stirring up white foam, Meng Qi suddenly exhaled, and made a decision in his heart.

It was only at this time that he seemed to understand the "let go" that he often listened to Master Xuanbei's words, the so-called "breaking the law".

Just give it a try!

Without martial arts, wouldn't I be me?

Step by step, stepping on the ocean, stepping on the waves, step by step, at dawn, he arrived at a misty fairy island, and said loudly: "Yuxu Su Meng, ask to see the fairy of mixed yuan." ”

After a short pause, the voice of Bi Jingxuan, the fairy of the mixed yuan, came from the depths of the clouds:

"What's the matter with the Su Zhangjiao Sect?"

Meng Qi arched his hand and said: "Su Mou has a matter to ask the fairy for help, if he survives in the future, he will be rewarded." ”

"What's the matter?" Bi Jingxuan did not agree or did not agree.

"I also asked the fairy to use the mixed yuan golden bucket to cut off Su's body cultivation. Meng Qi said.

"Are you crazy?" Bi Jingxuan blurted out, and then fell silent, as if she had guessed something, and said after a long time, "You really want to do this?"

Meng Qi smiled and said, "If you don't go to me, how can you see me?"

"There are always dangers of one kind or another on the road of martial arts, if you don't face this, you will eventually face others. ”

Bi Jingxuan didn't say anything more, and flew out of the mixed yuan golden bucket from the depths of the clouds and mist, the golden light fell, and the Yellow River was formed, turning and spinning, surging and surging, and fixed Meng Qi mud pills.

Meng Qi did not run the Taishang Wuji Yuan Shi Qingyun to resist, feeling that his Dao power was rapidly being cut off, and he felt that the Law Body that had been cultivated with great difficulty gradually faded away from the rules of fusion, and became a physical mortal again, familiar and relied on, and it seemed that the martial arts strength that had become his hands and feet all disappeared, leaving only the cause of all the fruits with him, but without the strength, how could he operate it?

What would it be like without martial arts?

Empty, inexplicably frightened, without the slightest sense of security.

Mixed Yuan Jin Dou flew back, the corners of Meng Qi's mouth suddenly twitched, without martial arts, it was really a bad experience.

It's embarrassing with a capital letter!

His robe is transformed by the power of the Dao, and the rest of the things exist in the sword, and now he has no strength, he can't take out his clothes, and he can't maintain his body.

As a result, an exhibitionist appeared in front of Sanxiao Island......

Bi Jingxuan didn't seem to expect this situation, and was stunned for a while before throwing out a set of ordinary male disciple's clothes. (To be continued.) )