"The Flying Immortal from Heaven has finally mastered it."

Meng Qi looked at Maoling City from a distance with a smile on his face, but the biggest gain was not this!

The sky was slightly bright, Meng Qi stepped into the morning light, breathing in the refreshing air, and entered Maoling City leisurely.

He did not go back to the rented yard directly, but walked towards the alley with the locust tree. He couldn't slack off for a day!

When they arrived at the locust tree, the gray-haired old man was already carving wood carvings with a focused look on his face, as if he was holding the most sacred thing in his hands. His attitude was so pious that many people have never achieved anything in their lives, regardless of whether they are addicted or religious.

No matter what, the heat was missing after all.

Meng Qi's mind was clear, and he sat under the locust tree as usual, watching the old man carving without saying a word, with the same concentration.

It was getting higher and brighter, and the old man finally finished carving a wooden sculpture. He looked up at Meng Qi and was slightly stunned:

"Brother, are you okay?"

This was a kind of greeting that they had not seen for a long time. Meng Qi was startled when he heard this, and he was shocked. He could see that it had actually been three months?

I was thinking secretly in my heart, could the old man in front of me really be the person I guessed!~

"Everything is well, junior, and your strength has improved greatly." Meng Qi pondered for a moment, but after all he was worried that the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation would obliterate him, so he answered vaguely, neither confirming nor denying.

The old man's seemingly ordinary facial features were relaxed, and he said with a smile: "It's good to make progress, it's good to make progress."

"This junior made further breakthroughs in swordsmanship, and finally mastered an outdoor sword move." Meng Qi deliberately provoked the topic.

If the identity of the old man that he guessed was correct, swordsmanship should be something he was interested in, and he did not aim at nothing. If he deliberately relied on this aspect when there was nothing to discuss, it would only arouse resentment.

The old man put down the wood carving and carving knife, concentrated on chatting, and said with a smile: "Young people are scary. If I had 10% of your talent and progress in practicing swordsmanship, I wouldn't be scolded by my teacher."

"But the younger generation does not have the concentration and consistency of the elders, which remains unchanged over the years. The path of cultivation, talent, luck, and opportunity can make a person go faster and farther in the same time, but how long he can go depends on hard work and

Concentrate." Meng Qi replied sincerely.

The old man shook his head and laughed at himself: "I have always been stupid and can't be distracted by anything. Others can practice many sword skills at once, but I can only practice one move very proficiently, and I can do it with just a few moves."

Practice the next sword move without interference, otherwise you will lose sight of one and fail to practice both moves. The same is true for me in other things. If your talent is not as good as others, you can only work hard with concentration, hard work and hard work.

, there is no other way besides this.”

While speaking, he touched a sword beside him. It was a long sword wrapped in a light black old scabbard. It had an ordinary style and an ordinary aura.

It was only then that Meng Qi discovered this sword. Before, he had completely ignored the things around the old man and only focused on him. Looking back, he was quite surprised.

"Maybe the senior's talent is concentration." Meng Qi sighed, "It would be great if the junior could be like the senior."

The old man shook his head again, with a slightly serious expression: "Those who learn from me will live, and those who are like me will die."

Meng Qi was shocked when he heard this and vaguely touched something: "Thank you, senior, for your teaching."

"Concentration, hard work and hard work are acquired." The old man said again and picked up the carving knife and wooden block.

Meng Qi saw this and stood up to say goodbye.

Before carving, the old man suddenly paused, pondered for a while and said: "Brother, there is something I don't know whether to talk about or not."

"Senior, there is no need to worry." Meng Qi's heart skipped a beat. Could it be the "you are fine" thing just now?

The old man looked at Meng Qi and thought quietly for a while: "Let's wait until after the Jinshui tide. Please ask me to come over then. There will be no need to come again during this period."

"Yes, senior." Meng Qi saluted solemnly. He had doubts, expectations, nervousness, and joy in his heart. No matter what, the relationship got closer.

The old man stopped talking and started carving wood carvings with his head down, concentrating and being pious.

Meng Qi quietly exited the alley and returned to the small courtyard where he rented, waiting for what might happen today.

Normally, with foreign aid, he should keep a low profile and wait for Jiang Zhiwei and Qi Zhengyan to arrive quietly before taking action in a big way. He is doing it openly and they are doing it secretly, so that Suan Jin Cangsheng and Wen Quxing know what it means to be outside of control.

But he has been involved in the whirlpool. Keeping a low profile will only make people suspicious. His friendship with Jiang Zhiwei is not a secret, and her current position is not a secret. As long as there is suspicion, Wang Siyuan's ability will not be difficult to guess Jiang Zhiwei's secret.

Come to help.

So, do whatever you have to do, but don't create unnecessary complications or risk.

"Come on, come on, the person I am today is no longer the person I was yesterday." Meng Qi thought.

At noon, Meng Qi had just finished his lunch and taken a breath when he heard a knock on the door.

"Brother Jiang, didn't you go find Qiu Fei's whereabouts?"

As soon as Meng Qi entered the house, he naturally sensed that Jiang Hengchuan was outside the door. The unity between him and the surrounding world was indeed a bit flawed, and there was still a trace of isolation. This may be the reason why he has never been able to achieve the perfect unity of heaven and man, otherwise he would have made initial adjustments.

If you are in the inner world and interact with nature, you should not be able to tell the difference.

Jiang Hengchuan looked solemn, looked around, and closed the door:

"Master Su, I found a clue."

He has extremely thick eyebrows, ordinary facial features, and a skin like a farmer. He seems to be a part of nature, with its light and dust. But in nature, he is like the first ray of sunshine in the morning and the greenest leaf on the tree.

After all, he is the most special one among his peers, making people feel that he is unique.

Before, Meng Qi's inner world had not been adjusted and his feeling was not deep, but he had just tasted it now.

Recalling what Jiang Hengchuan said, "You don't train yourself hard just to find a master," Meng Qi seems to be able to outline a truly aloof heart.

Loneliness and pride are the real Jiang Hengchuan.

"Qiu Fei's clue?" Meng Qi's eyes lit up.

Jiang Hengchuan nodded: "Mr. Su, don't you think what happened before is too coincidental?"

After working together several times, he changed his title.

"You mean Qiu Fei went to the hills outside the city for several days in a row, as if waiting for us to find him?"

Meng Qi suddenly realized that he had thought it was too coincidental before, but subconsciously thought that Qiu Fei would do no good to him and would only suffer from it.

"Yes, since it is a secret matter, and there are many strong outsiders in the city, it is natural to meet as little as possible. It is best to finish what needs to be said and discussed in one communication, so as not to expose the whereabouts."

Jiang Hengchuan's eyes were deep, like a hunter's.

Meng Qi held his breath and thought for a moment:
Chapter completed!