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"I have always heard about how powerful the masters from the outer world are, and I have long understood that they are not ordinary people."

The old boatman coughed, rowed his oars, and created ripples.

Huh, is this how ordinary people view the exterior scenery... Meng Qi was a little dazed, his eyes still fixed on the building ship.

On the ship, a young man in a purple robe was drunk and rushed to the railing to vomit. He happened to find Meng Qi looking at him, so he took advantage of his drunkenness and yelled:
"What are you looking at? If you have the guts, charter a boat and go see your mother!"

Meng Qi smiled and said nothing, letting him curse.

The old boatman took a breath:
"Young man, you are indeed different from the average martial arts hero. If it were them, face would be more important, and they would have to fight."

What a good upbringing!
Meng Qi smiled and said:

"As a human being, if a wild dog barks at you, you can't bark back or bite it, right?"

"That makes sense. How can you argue with a wild dog? That's what a master does."

The old boatman suddenly realized that this metaphor was good.

Hearing this, Meng Qi nodded, looking serious:
"So I just take a brick and throw it from a distance."

"what……"

The old boatman didn't understand and looked bewildered.

At this time, the two ships had already distanced themselves from each other. Meng Qi snapped his fingers and a small piece of wood shot out and landed right in front of the man in purple robe, allowing him to step on it.

With a thud, the purple-robed man fell on his back, and the cursing stopped immediately.

"That's it."

Meng Qi smiled brightly, revealing eight white teeth.

...The old boatman opened his mouth but said nothing in the end as he had nothing to say.

The purple-robed man climbed up with difficulty and used gestures to tell his companions about the tragic thing that had happened to him. Several drunken young men immediately blushed and felt that they had lost face. They hurriedly urged the procuress to let the boatman change direction and chase the small boat in front, intending to beat up the other party.

Seeing this scene, the old boatman panicked a little, but when he saw Meng Qi was calm and smiling, he calmed down.

Relying on the sails and the favorable wind, the ship quickly caught up with the small boat. Several young men were so excited that they rolled up their sleeves and were ready to jump into the river.

Just then, the boat passed a stone arch bridge, and several people were passing by on the bridge.

One of them was dressed in black, holding a long sword, with regular features. He was not outstanding, but his temperament was tough and heroic, like a sword out of its sheath.

Meng Qi didn't pay attention to the young men behind him. His eyes swept across the people on the bridge and suddenly froze. So strong!

Pulled by the energy, the man with the knife suddenly turned his head and his eyes met Meng Qi's, and each other's pupils were reflecting each other.

“The Long River of Sword Qi” Yan Chong?
"Mad Blade" Su Meng?
There seemed to be a sword-like aura between the two men's eyes. The river water behind Meng Qi made a loud noise, creating huge waves that hit the ship.

Meng Qi smiled and bowed.

Yan Chong nodded and said as if he were treating an equal opponent:

"See you at Xingyun Manor."

After saying this, he turned around, woke up his dazed companion, and walked down the stone arch bridge.

His companions, both men and women, kept looking back, all with expressions of surprise in their eyes.

Is this the “Crazy Blade” Su Meng?
Several drunken young men were sobered up by the waves. Recalling the confrontation between the two men just now, their hair stood on end. They quickly ordered the madam to turn around.

"Young man is indeed a master." The old boatman sighed.

Meng Qi accepted the compliment with dignity. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt something in his heart and turned to look at the other side of the ship floating downstream.

This building ship was ordinary, with no obvious features. At the moment, the lights were on, and the curtain of a room was lifted, revealing the person inside.

She was wearing a plain white dress, ethereal and beautiful, with deep eyes that reflected the lights, as if her eyes contained the starry sky, bright and moving, as if full of affection and smile.

The evil girl Gu Xiaosang!

How dare she come?
Gu Xiaosang looked at Meng Qi with a smile. Standing next to him was a little girl who was a few years old. She had a chubby face and a delicate complexion. She was wrapped in a red cotton jacket.

The building ship was moving very fast downstream, and the two ships were about to pass each other. Meng Qi was about to shout, "Gu Xiaosang, the demon girl, is here!"

Just then, Gu Xiaosang pulled the little girl.

She immediately looked at Meng Qi and shouted crisply:
"father!"

Meng Qi opened his mouth wide and had already forgotten what he was going to shout.

The building ship blended into the river of boats ahead and lost its trace. The old boatman rowed the boat, unaware of what had just happened. When he was about to speak, he found that the young man was stunned.

"Pfft~~~"

A sneer came from beside Meng Qi. It was Shang Yi who had been in seclusion for more than a month.

At this time, his cultivation level has been further improved and reached the eighth level of the outer scene. He even calculated that the Human Emperor Sword is about to be born. Recalling that after the Xingyun Banquet in the original work, Meng Qi was taken away by Gu Xiaosang, but because he was carrying the True Emperor Seal, he met the Crazy Emperor Gao Lan, and the two went to the Human Emperor Ancient Road to obtain the Human Emperor Sword.

Shang Yi had no idea about the Human Emperor Sword, but he did have some ideas about the Human Emperor.

Shang Yi knew very well that although the Human Emperor was dead, his sword and his remaining body were left intact. For the Human Emperor, who was once a powerful man on the other side, this was enough for his resurrection.

After all, for the strong ones on the other side, as long as there are people in the world who still remember them and call their names, they can come back again. The reason why the Human Emperor cannot come back is because it is the common will of many people on the other side.

In the era when demons were wreaking havoc on the earth, the Human Emperor's hatred for the demons was too deep to be resolved, and he would not compromise with the other side.

If one tries to fight against so many other shores with one's own strength, he will naturally perish completely. No one will want to see the Human Emperor return again.

However, as a human being, Shang Yi naturally hopes that the Human Emperor can return again. After experiencing a death and the current situation of the human race at the end of the era, the Human Emperor will surely change.

It’s not that Shang Yi thinks that the human race can only survive by compromising, but he also knows that if they want to be strong and last long, they must make more friends and fewer enemies. This is also the survival wisdom of the race.

On the one hand, the human race seeks survival and autonomy through toughness and force, and on the other hand, it seeks development through gentle diplomacy. Shang Yi believes that this is a feasible path that allows the human race to prosper.

In Shang Yi's opinion, there was nothing wrong with what the Human Emperor did. It was just that in that era, he was isolated and helpless, or he lacked a companion who could see the development trajectory of the human race and communicate with him about the way to make the human race strong.

If Fu Huang was still alive and had not been controlled by Amitabha Buddha, perhaps the Human Emperor would not have been so extreme and would not have died for no reason, making the human race today a pawn in the struggle among various forces at the end of the era.

······
Finally, Meng Qi came back to his senses from his daze. When he heard the familiar sneer beside him, he turned around with a red face.

Shang Yi had already stood beside him without him noticing. Meng Qi said hesitantly:
“This…she and I…”

Shang Yi smiled and said:

"Don't worry, I won't let my imagination run wild. I definitely won't think anything happened between her and you..."

Although he heard Shang Yi's comfort, Meng Qi was speechless when he saw the corners of Shang Yi's mouth that were harder to suppress than AK.

He seemed to be struck by lightning, his soul flew away, his body was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. He was prepared for Gu Yaonv to call him the father of his child when he met her again, as if he had figured out the way a mental patient thinks.

Who knew that Gu Xiaosang brought the child directly? That crisp "Dad" made Meng Qi feel like he was hit by Ananda's sword technique or the Heaven-shaking and Earth-striking Great Technique. His soul was shaken, his thoughts were confused, and he couldn't speak. He felt like he was "raped" by Gu Xiaosang without knowing when. The mentally ill have broad thoughts...

It’s indeed not something that a normal person like me can understand and guess!

And this embarrassing situation was seen by Shang Yi, which made it even more difficult to remain calm.

Meng Qi came to his senses and was certain that he and Gu Xiaosang and Gu Yaonu had no relationship other than enemies. He was furious and annoyed, cursing in his heart: "Damn you little bitch, how dare you tease me! I won't let you suffer a loss, don't you know that the Horse King has three eyes!"

He was enjoying cursing when he suddenly felt a little relieved that this was not the Xingyun Banquet. Otherwise, in front of so many masters on the human list, in front of the powerful external scene guards who were trying to prevent him from making a mistake, and in full view of everyone, if Gu Xiaosang suddenly appeared with the little girl and asked her to call him "Dad", and then he started crying and complaining about being abandoned, his reputation would be ruined.

Of course, it's not that he was wronged by the righteous and despised by everyone. After all, it's good enough if you can believe one out of ten words from the witch's mouth. If you don't do a blood test, no one will believe it, and his friends will support him without a doubt.

But if you do this, the matter will become a joke, spread all over the world, and will inevitably be pointed at and become a laughing stock of others in the future, such as:
"Oh, so this is the Crazy Blade Su Meng that the Daluo Saint brought to his house with her child. It is said that the child is not his flesh and blood?"

"Young Master Su, I know that it was Miss Gu who wrongly accused you, but I still have a question for you, how old is your child?
Ha ha. "

……

Bah, bah, bah, why think so much about something that hasn't happened! Meng Qi stopped thinking about it. He hated Gu Xiaosang, but he also felt that he should stay away from him, lest this schizophrenic patient do something unexpected again.

Fortunately, I didn’t have an affair with her, otherwise my life would be in dire straits!
Bah, bah, bah, he said it as if he almost had an affair with her.

Meng Qi was no longer in the mood to cruise the river and enjoy the scenery. He gave the old boatman some money, then flew into the air amid his puzzled gaze, leaped onto the street on the left, and blended into the crowd that was buying New Year's goods, watching lanterns, and guessing riddles.

Shang Yi was like a ghost. Although Meng Qi could see him, no one else, including the boatman, noticed that there was someone following Meng Qi.

After walking for a long time, Meng Qi finally calmed down and whispered:

"Brother Shang, what on earth does Gu Xiaosang want to do? Why does he have to pester me?"

Shang Yi pondered for a moment and said:

"Perhaps, Gu Xiaosang is in a similar situation to you, and we can sympathize with each other!"

A strange light flashed in Meng Qi's eyes. He looked at Shang Yi and asked:

"Similar situation? What on earth is going on!?"

Shang Yi sighed and said:
"Knowing this now is not a good thing. You will be qualified to know it when you become stronger!"

Meng Qi clenched his fist and sighed inwardly:

"Is it because of strength?!"

Then he began to think about the purpose of Gu Yaonu's appearance in Yingcheng.

She had been in the south for several months, and there had been no news from the Six Gates. Now she suddenly showed up in Yingcheng, which was definitely not without purpose. Humph, Gu Yaonu didn't look like someone who was obsessed with martial arts, so it was impossible for her to risk her life to come to He Jiu to learn from him and seek a breakthrough...

Meng Qi felt that he had a certain understanding of Gu Xiaosang. She was extremely talented, eccentric, resourceful, and able to concentrate and work hard on martial arts, but she was not devout. Apart from that, she had nothing else. Therefore, she would not be excited about an equally matched opponent. She would rather put aside other things temporarily and fight with him despite many dangers. On the contrary, if she really met such a person, Gu Xiaosang would probably choose to find an opportunity to destroy him directly.

However, is it true that we understand mental patients? Meng Qi fell into deep thought.

As he walked, he found himself turning into a busy street, and then heard a familiar voice:

"Brother Su."

Following the sound and looking up, Meng Qi saw a man standing by the window on the third floor of the restaurant on the right, holding a wine glass and smiling, looking like he had met an old friend in a foreign land.

He was in his early twenties, dressed in Confucian robes, with a square face, a broad nose and a wide mouth. His facial features were not outstanding, but he was dignified and stood there like a mountain.

Meng Qi was surprised and delighted, and shouted: "Brother Wang! I didn't expect you to be here too!"

No need to worry about having no “confidant” on the road ahead!

This person was none other than Wang Zai, the "Sword of Guarding Righteousness", the illegitimate son of the King of Zhou.

"The Xingyun Banquet is a grand gathering of the martial arts world. Even though I haven't been invited, how can I not come? At least I can meet you, Brother Su." Wang Zai said loudly, attracting many glances.

Brother Su?
Are you sure you can meet him?

Could it be the "Mad Blade" Su Meng?
Eyes were cast on Meng Qi from all directions, a mixture of scrutiny, envy, respect, judgment and dissatisfaction, making Meng Qi unable to help but straighten his back, feeling as if he was under the spotlight.

Look, look, Brother Wang Zai is so good at speaking! Not at all boastful!
It's just that the somewhat contemptuous look next to me makes me feel uncomfortable. It's like pretending to be cool outside, but being seen through by a brother who knows me inside out.

But Meng Qi no longer cared. After all, no one except him could detect Shang Yi's existence, so he could pretend that no one was looking down on him.

Shang Yi on the side chuckled and thought to himself:

"What an optimistic attitude! He adjusted himself so quickly and enjoyed the pleasure of showing off in front of others!"

Then he sent a message to Meng Qi:

"Xiao Meng, go shopping by yourself. I won't accompany you!"

Shang Yi then left. He planned to walk around the place and see if there were any delicious snacks so that he could bring some to Ruan Yushu later.

It was already dark, but the busy streets of Yingcheng were as brightly lit as day, with fireworks exploding from time to time, brilliant and colorful, showing the festive atmosphere.

There are still many pedestrians on the street, some are choosing New Year's goods, some are hurrying home, some are looking at lanterns and guessing riddles, and some are playing tossing pots for fun. The streets near Tianxiu River are especially lively than during the day.

Admiring the lights and decorations on both sides of the street, pasting blessing couplets, and buying a string of candied haws and some sugar figurines from time to time, it is such a leisurely life.

“This painting is great…”

Shang Yi saw someone selling paintings at a stall, surrounded by a group of people, young and old, including women and servants with children.

Suddenly, he frowned. There was a wisp of black air between the eyebrows of the woman and the child, obviously they were about to encounter a disaster.

Shang Yi could not think of any other disaster that could be encountered on this busy street except the trafficking of children.

Sure enough, just as he was about to go over, a large group of people suddenly came over, blocking the left and right sides, forcing him to wait first.

Among the group of people, a woman was holding a little boy of three or four years old. She had difficulty walking, so she put him down and planned to lead the boy.

When the little boy saw a stall selling candy figures nearby, he tried his best to get closer, crying and making a fuss.

Suddenly, he broke free from his mother's right hand, stumbled two steps, stood there in a daze, looking at the strangers around him, and burst into tears in fear.

His mother was curious and amused, and was about to go over to hold his hand, but at this moment, two beggars passed by her, blocking her view.

Suddenly, a beggar with a tumor on the left side of his face jumped out from beside the boy, picked him up, covered his mouth, and ran to the end of the street. The boy's mother happened to see this scene.

She chased after him for two steps, but was knocked to the ground by the crowd, crying miserably:

"Help! My child!"

Shang Yi did not take action immediately. With him watching over them, there was no need to worry about the children being in any danger. If he helped the two of them avoid this disaster in advance, the same disaster would befall them again in the future.

To put it in metaphysical terms, one has to overcome the calamity on his own and cannot hide from it. Even if he escapes it today, there are still tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. To put it in more common terms, if he escapes this calamity in advance, both the mother and the child will not realize that there are still child traffickers on the busy streets. If he does not learn his lesson, he will let his guard down on the busy streets in the future and be caught by the child traffickers.

Similarly, I have long heard that the Beggars' Sect is a mixed bag, with most members cheating, stealing, and committing all kinds of evil. I never believed it, but now I understand that the loyalty of the former leader Qiao, Hong Qigong, and Guo Daxia was filtered... (End of this chapter)