Chapter 95 There is no such thing as reincarnation in this world
"I was once a disciple of Longqi Temple, but I was young and ignorant, so I left the mountain early."
Meng Qiuhe sighed and said that when people get old, they tend to reminisce about the past, and he began to talk about his experiences when he was young.
At first Qing'er just dealt with him, but when she heard him mention the Taoist priest, Qing'er became interested.
She already knew that the reason she was able to enter Longqi Temple and receive care from the elders was all because of Daozu's appreciation. She didn't know why Daozu valued her so much, but she was very grateful to him, so she was very interested in anything about him.
The two of them walked and chatted.
Meng Qiuhe's face was full of smiles. It had been many years since he felt so relaxed.
Qing'er listened carefully. She was very surprised. She didn't expect that Meng Qiuhe was once the Taoist priest's senior brother. When she heard this, she once suspected that the old man was bragging.
But as she listened, she felt it was true, because Meng Qiuhe mentioned many respected old seniors in Longqi Temple.
for a long time.
The two of them came to a small pavilion and sat down. Qing'er was worried that he was too tired, so she took a rest first.
Meng Qiuhe looked at Qing'er and said with a smile: "You look so much like Qiu Shuang when she was young. I even suspect that you are her reincarnation."
Qing Er shook her head and said, "There is no such thing as reincarnation in this world. It is just a delusion of mortals."
"Yes, it's just a mortal's delusion. I have been pursuing martial arts all my life just to surpass mortals and not be inferior to them. But in the end, I found that it was just a struggle."
Meng Qiuhe sighed endlessly.
Qing'er changed the subject and asked, "Are you coming to Longqi Temple just to revisit your old place?"
She did not invite Meng Qiuhe to stay because she was always skeptical and cautious in her heart, and she could not make the decision.
Meng Qiuhe smiled and said, "Of course there are other things."
"What's up?"
Qing'er asked curiously. At this time, a figure came from not far away. It was Qing Ku.
Qing Ku was a little worried when he saw Qing'er being alone with a strange old man, so he went over to check.
Meng Qiuhe looked at Qing Ku and said softly, "I am old and don't have many years left to live. Before I die, I want to fulfill a long-cherished wish, which is to challenge the current Dajing Daozu."
When Qing'er heard this, her eyes widened and she subconsciously stood up and moved away from Meng Qiuhe.
Seeing her reaction, Qing Ku immediately rushed over and blocked her way, staring at Meng Qiuhe warily. Then, his face changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "Meng Qiuhe?"
Qing'er asked cautiously, "Uncle Qingku, do you know him?"
Qing Ku snorted coldly, "The traitor of Longqi Temple was once my and the Taoist's second senior brother. No, he was even the eldest disciple. Later, he led people to force his way into Longqi Temple and insisted on fighting with the Taoist. After being defeated by the Taoist, he went down the mountain in disgrace."
He had a very bad impression of Meng Qiuhe, and even felt disgusted with him.
Especially after Meng Qiushuang passed away, he hated Meng Qiuhe even more. Decades passed and he never came back to visit his own sister.
Meng Qiuhe was not angry. He looked at Qing Ku and said with emotion: "You are already so old. Time really spares no one."
Qing Ku is also over 70 years old and has white hair, but he looks stronger than Meng Qiuhe.
"Longqi Temple doesn't welcome you, get out." Qing Ku said coldly.
Meng Qiuhe smiled and said, "Junior brother, I am indeed sorry to Longqi Temple, but I am also dying soon. Can you help me to see the Taoist Master for the sake of our fellow disciples?"
Hearing this, Qing Ku's heart softened. When people get old, they have to face death. Qing Ku sometimes worried about when he would die.
He asked cautiously, "What do you want to see Senior Brother Changsheng for?"
Qing'er said behind him: "He wants to challenge the Taoist priest!"
Qing Ku frowned.
Meng Qiuhe spread his hands and said, "I just want to die. Martial artists like me will have no regrets if they die in battle. You don't have to worry about my conspiracy. He is the Taoist master who can move mountains. I will definitely lose. I just want to see the best martial arts in the world before I die."
Qing Ku was still very hesitant, fearing that Meng Qiuhe would play tricks.
Just then, a voice sounded: "Let him come over."
Qing Ku and the other two all heard it.
Meng Qiuhe smiled and slowly stood up.
Qing'er looked around but didn't see anyone else. There were pilgrims passing by in the distance. She asked cautiously, "Was that the Taoist priest's voice just now?"
There was a hint of anticipation in her tone.
Qing nodded bitterly, turned around and said, "Come with me."
He walked forward, and Meng Qiuhe followed him out of the pavilion. When he passed Qing'er, he took out a secret book from his arms and said with a smile: "Meeting is fate. This secret book is what I have been looking for all my life. I wanted to pass it on to Qiu Shuang, but she is gone, so I will give it to you. Of course, if you don't want to learn it, just burn it."
After giving the secret book to Qing'er, Meng Qiuhe followed Qingku's footsteps.
Qing'er held the secret book in her hand and looked at Meng Qiuhe's back. For some reason, she felt a little sour in her heart.
She didn't know what kind of person Meng Qiuhe was when he was young, but after getting to know him just now, she felt that Meng Qiuhe was very nice to her. She felt sad when she thought about him going to die.
But she thought of the Taoist priest again, and the discomfort in her heart disappeared immediately. She hummed softly: "You have been causing trouble for the Taoist priest, and you have brought this upon yourself."
She shook her head and walked towards the mountain gate.
After half a cup of tea.
Qing Ku brought Meng Qiuhe to Jiang Changsheng's courtyard. Jiang Changsheng was practicing martial arts under a tree, Hua Jianxin and Wang Chen were watching Jiang Jian practicing with a halberd, Bai Qi was taking a nap, and Bai Long was lying halfway up the mountain.
Hua Jianxin and Wang Chen turned their heads and saw someone behind Qing Ku, and they couldn't help but feel curious.
When Meng Qiuhe saw Jiang Changsheng again, he was suddenly in a trance when he saw that he looked the same as he did sixty years ago.
Since taking the anti-aging elixir at the age of eighteen, Jiang Changsheng's appearance has remained that of an eighteen-year-old, which made Meng Qiuhe recall every detail of the past.
Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes and said, "Second Senior Brother, long time no see."
He heard what Meng Qiuhe said. As the man was about to die, he didn't want to care about it anymore and decided to fulfill Meng Qiuhe's long-cherished wish.
When he was two years old, his senior brother Li Changqing almost killed him by mistake while practicing martial arts, but it was Meng Qiuhe who saved him. He could never forget this kindness, after all, he had suffered many hardships when he was young.
Meng Qiuhe said with emotion: "It's been a long time since we last met. I didn't expect you to call me senior brother again."
He suddenly realized that Jiang Changsheng had always respected him since he was a child, and it remained the same even after his martial arts skills improved greatly. It was just that he was provoked and jealous of Jiang Changsheng.
Jiang Changsheng stood up and said, "Let's get started. Forget about reminiscing about the past. I will bury you together with Senior Sister Qiu Shuang. Although you have let down Longqi Temple, Senior Sister Qiu Shuang has always missed you."
Hearing this, Meng Qiuhe smiled.
The two flew high in the sky. Jiang Jian stopped and came to Hua Jianxin. He asked curiously, "Grandmaster, who is he? Grandmaster's senior brother? Is he very strong?"
He was very excited because he could finally see someone challenging his master.
Hua Jianxin sighed and said, "That's right."
High in the sky, Meng Qiuhe began to practice his skills, mobilizing his own strength, and his momentum was like a mountain torrent.
Jiang Changsheng was not surprised that he had broken through to become a god. Many years ago, Meng Qiuhe's incense value had reached 500, so his strength must be strong.
Meng Qiuhe raised his right palm, his face grim, and said: "Junior Brother Changsheng, I don't want you to show mercy, please help me, kill me with your strongest martial arts, and let me die without regrets!"
Jiang Changsheng looked calm and said, "Okay, Second Brother, take it."
He raised his right hand and a golden leaf appeared in his hand.
Meng Qiuhe frowned, not understanding what Jiang Changsheng meant and why he took out a gold leaf?
At this moment, Jiang Changsheng suddenly threw out the golden scales and jade leaves.
Puff——
Meng Qiuhe's forehead was pierced, his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.
"this……"
Meng Qiuhe was trembling all over, and his life force was fading quickly.
He just fell down like that.
Jiang Changsheng flew over and caught his body, then flew to Qing Ku, handed it to Qing Ku, and said, "Bury it near Senior Sister Qiu Shuang."
Qing Ku was stunned. After hearing his words, he came to his senses and quickly took Meng Qiuhe's body. Meng Qiuhe still had his eyes wide open in death, but his expression had changed. In addition to shock, there was more relief.
Jiang Changsheng turned and walked towards the Earth Spirit Tree. Jiang Jian ran over excitedly and asked, "Grandmaster, what kind of martial arts was that just now? I only saw a golden light and couldn't see it clearly."
"I can't tell you this martial art. Wait until you reach the Golden Body Realm."
"Ah? Golden Body Realm. There is no other person in the Golden Body Realm in the entire Dajing except you. How long do I have to wait?"
"You have no confidence?"
"How is that possible? Just wait, I will definitely reach the Golden Body Realm!"
Jiang Jian was provoked and started practicing martial arts immediately.
Jiang Changsheng sat under the tree and continued to practice.
It took a long time.
[In the 28th year of Qianwu, your former senior brother Meng Qiuhe came to challenge you with the determination to die. You successfully survived his challenge and survived a massacre, and obtained the survival reward - Miscellaneous Skill 'Weapon Refining Skill']
Jiang Changsheng smiled and silently thanked Meng Qiuhe, and the unknown melancholy in his heart also dissipated.
The news of Meng Qiuhe's death was not spread except among the older generation of disciples. Qing'er had been guarding in front of the mountain gate and when she did not see Meng Qiuhe coming down the mountain, she realized that Meng Qiuhe was dead.
She couldn't understand why Meng Qiuhe had to die at the hands of the Taoist priest.
…
In the 30th year of Qianwu, Jiang Jian was already 14 years old.
Under Jiang Changsheng's Tianlei Heart Method, his physique has been growing. Now his physical strength has reached an extremely terrifying level, even not inferior to Ping An who is the same age.
One day, Jiang Xiu came to visit Jiang Changsheng.
Jiang Jian came over and said, "Brother, can you change my weapon? This Fang Tian Hua Ji is not enough."
Jiang Xiu's eyes widened and he said, "Five thousand kilograms is not enough? Are you kidding me?"
Jiang Jian curled his lips and said, "I need a weapon that makes me feel difficult to hold, so that I can better strengthen my body."
Jiang Xiu remained silent, looking at his ninth brother as if he were a monster.
After a few breaths, Jiang Xiu said helplessly: "This Fang Tian Hua Ji was already made by the strongest blacksmith in Da Jing. If the weight is increased, its length will also increase. It is no longer suitable as a human weapon."
Jiang Jian was very disappointed when he heard this.
Jiang Changsheng suddenly said, "I will make weapons for Jian'er, and let your father find the hardest material."
