As soon as she finished speaking, she drew her long sword and stabbed at Meng Qi, without caring that he had not yet agreed.

  She saw that Meng Qi seemed even younger than herself and was unwilling to believe that the other party could win over the famous "Shen Hou" in the Jianghu.

  As expected, she's a spoiled child... Meng Qi muttered to himself and also made up his mind to temper his knife skills. He drew out his sword in one swift motion, striking from the place where Cui Jin Xiu felt extremely uncomfortable, forcing her to retract this sword.

  Cui Jinxiu had been praised by his father, elders, brothers and fellow disciples for his martial arts talent since he was young. At this time, he became even more eager to win, his swordsmanship unfolded, swift as a dragon, cold light like an arrow.

  Meng Qi's swordsmanship was sometimes bright and straightforward, bold and powerful, but other times it was strange and unpredictable. He could always cut out from the places where Cui Jinxiu least expected it, forcing her to be busy and flustered, and only with great difficulty did she manage to steady herself.

  Ding ding dang dang, the sound of clashing swords and knives continued to ring out. Meng Qi's knife skills were wielded with ease, whether it was the Wu Hu Duan Men Dao or the Blood Knife technique, he could use them at will, pressing Cui Jin Xiu to the point where she almost couldn't breathe, feeling that her defenses would be broken through at any moment.

  "Anan's Broken Oath Knife Method" is indeed a top-notch, unparalleled skill. After initially mastering the first move of knife intent and transformation, Meng Qi naturally gained a deeper understanding of his other knife methods, surpassing many who had devoted themselves to the way of the sword for over a decade. However, he still lacked actual combat experience and couldn't yet integrate everything seamlessly.

  With a flash of his sword, Meng Qi took advantage of the opportunity to retreat several steps back and shouted out a Buddhist mantra: "Cui Shi Zhu, it's late at night and people are quiet, don't disturb others' peace."

  "Where did this outsider come from?" Cui Jinxiu said with a mix of anger and amusement.

  "Everything has a spirit, flowers and grass are also alive, disturbing them is not good."

  The several people opposite were suddenly speechless.

  After a while, Cui Jinxiu put away his long sword and said in a low voice: "I am indeed not your opponent."

  Meng Qi chuckled and said: "Amitabha, I concede."

  "Uh... Master Zhen Ding Fa, I wonder how my martial arts compare to that 'Shen Hou'?" Cui Jin Xiu asked expectantly, wanting to verify her own strength.

  "Cui Shi's martial arts skills are exquisite, and he has the strength of a veteran master even before reaching adulthood. He is on par with Shen Hou, but Shen Hou is cunning and treacherous, with rich experience in the Jianghu world. Cui Shi is not his match in this aspect."

  Meng Qi could naturally see that Cui Jinxiu had great potential for internal energy cultivation, and her swordsmanship was also good, far surpassing Zhang Zongkui's couple. However, compared to Shen Hou, whether it was internal energy, technique, or experience in the Jianghu world, she still fell short by a large margin. If they were to meet, she would likely lose her life under his blade. But there was no need to speak such harsh truths.

  Cui Jin's eyebrows and eyes all showed a joyful expression, and she nodded generously: "I indeed have shallow experience in the Jianghu, my family doesn't even let me travel alone in the Jianghu."

  "Miss, the world is a treacherous place, there's no peace at home." The white-haired old man who had been silent all along spoke kindly.

  Cui Jinxiu pouted and said, "He Bo, a martial artist should travel the world, eliminate evil and promote goodness, uphold justice and righteousness. Only then can one's life be worthwhile. Staying at home is too dull, where's the excitement of adventuring in the jianghu?"

  She didn't care about Lao's reaction and turned to Li Xinyu and his wife, saying: "Sister Xinyu, it's inconvenient to talk here, let's go into the city first."

  Zhang Zongkun, Li Xinyu and Meng Qi all expressed strong support for this proposal.

  There was a lord's daughter present, so the gatekeeper soldiers did not make things difficult. After verifying the token, they opened the small door and let several people in.

  At this time, Zhang Zongkui came over and whispered in Meng Qi's ear: "True Master, we didn't reveal your martial arts secrets."

  These were personal secrets, and Meng Qi was also a lifesaver, so he didn't spread them out.

  Meng Qi was very satisfied with this point.

  The streets inside the city are wide and clean, with little debris on the ground, giving Meng Qi a direct understanding of the lord's governance ability.

  After walking a few steps, Cui Jinxiu opened his mouth with great interest and said: "Zhen Ding Fa Shi, has there ever been any rumors of immortals in the far west?"

  "What about the immortal legend?" Meng Qi looked at her with doubt.

  Li Xinyu smiled and explained: "Jinxiu loves to read about supernatural events and strange happenings, and enjoys talking about stories of immortals."

  "It's not just a story." Cui Jinxiu immediately retorted, her face slightly flushed, "Many major Jianghu sects have records of their own ancestors achieving enlightenment and ascending to heaven."

  "Hehe, every family will put gold on their ancestors' faces, so tell me, where can they fly to?" Li Xinyu said with a teasing attitude.

  Cui Jinxiu had thought about these issues many times before, and Li Xinyu's question just scratched her itch. With a radiant expression, she said: "Of course it's the Immortal Realm! I've even read the Snow God Palace's records of the Immortal Realm!"

  She knew that Meng Qi was not familiar with the Snow God Palace, so she paused for a moment and explained in detail: "The Snow God Palace always says that their flying ancestors became gods, and they have bestowed many decrees, including descriptions of the fairy world. It is said that there, the heaven and earth are full of energy, the speed of cultivation is extremely fast, almost everyone can strengthen their body and mind, and spiritual grass and medicine are everywhere. Demons and monsters serve as servants, and there are even true immortals who can pluck stars and moons, move mountains and seas."

  "This..." Meng Qi's eyebrows furrowed slightly, after all, he couldn't say that his own master should be able to move mountains and seas.

  "Things of the distant past always have a somewhat mysterious color, and the most easily verifiable recent one is that in the last century, has there ever been a case of flying up to the immortal realm?" Zhang Zongxian was not too convinced about supernatural things.

  Cui Jinxiu sighed softly: "I know this, so every time I read various records, I always feel a sense of longing, thinking about the immortals of the past who could summon the wind and rain, freeze rivers, but unfortunately, there is no such grand occasion now. Is the path of martial arts really limited to just three great secrets?"

  "Brother Jinxiu, don't take the story to heart. In the official records of several hundred years, has anyone ever broken through the three major secret repositories? Leaving behind corresponding techniques?" Li Xinyu stroked Cui Jinxiu's long hair at the back of her head.

  Cui Jinxiu shook her head: "In those years, the Snow God Palace was known to have found a breakthrough in the three major secret repositories, breaking through the boundary between humans and gods."

  "So they became mad and crazy, becoming the public enemy of the world." Li Xinyu half-heartedly and intentionally struck at Cui Jinxiu.

  "So I always wanted to take a look at the records of the Snow God Palace's secret collection, but unfortunately it was buried by time long ago and can't be found anymore."

  "It's not that there wasn't an opportunity, Jinxiu sister. Do you know why we were hunted down by the Twelve Beasts?" Li Xinyu guided the conversation step by step.

  "Why?" Choi Jinxiu's curiosity was piqued once again.

  "Because we got a treasure map, the Snow God Palace's treasure map." Li Xinyu gritted her teeth and said.

  "Really?" Cui Jinxiu was both surprised and delighted, "Sister Xinyu, would you be willing to let me take a look?"

  "Miss, there are many people around, let's talk about this after we return to the mansion." He Bo reminded, his vigilant eyes fixed on Meng Qi.

  Zhang Zongxian smiled and said: "Master Zhēndìng had known about this matter long ago, but he is a transcendent being who has no worldly desires."

  Meng Qi remained indifferent and unwilling to continue the topic, deliberately sighing: "Speaking of the immortal who summons the wind and rain, I have indeed seen one."

  "What?" Cui Jinxiu opened a pair of round and shiny eyes, looking at Meng Qi with surprise and delight.

  Li Xinyu and Zhang Zongxian were shocked and suspicious, their expressions half disbelieving.

  He Bo still lowered his head and eyes, as if Meng Qi was telling a story to amuse a little girl.

  "I once saw an immortal in the far west who could summon wind and rain." Meng Qi repeated.

  "Really? Master, what was it like at that time?" Cui Jinxiu's face turned bright red, with five parts joy, four parts excitement and one part doubt.

  Meng Qi gazed out at the long street ahead, ablaze with red lanterns and green wine signs, and said, "That one hasn't ascended to immortality yet, so he can't be considered a true immortal. But when he puts all his strength into it, the winds howl wildly around him, dark clouds gather, lightning flashes, thunder booms, and rain falls from the sky. And with each punch he throws, whirlwinds swirl around him, electric snakes descend from the heavens, and his power is unmatched, inspiring terror."

  "This, this is almost the same as what I've read? Actually, actually there really are immortals......" Cui Jinxiu excitedly stuttered a bit, "Zhen Ding Fa Shi, did you pay respects to the immortal at that time?"

  Yes, watching him being killed... Meng Qi muttered to himself: "Not yet, but this poor monk has also heard rumors of other immortals, saying that two immortals had a great battle, the land was scorched for hundreds of miles, and the Yangtze River was frozen..."

  "Vast red earth, hundred miles wide, great river frozen solid..." Cui Jinxiu's thoughts wandered afar, her spirit transcending the mundane.

  Zhang Zongxian and Li Xinyu on the side both restored their expressions, basically taking Meng Qi as a monk who was telling stories to echo Cui Jinxiu. What is his purpose? Want to make friends with Master Cui?

  After muttering to herself for a while, Cui Jinxiu came back to her senses and asked Meng Qi about the details of what he had seen and heard. Because it was Meng Qi's personal experience, every detail was so real that Zhang Zongkang and Li Xinyu couldn't help but whisper to each other, "This story is also made up to be too realistic, right?"

  He Bo was the only one who remained expressionless, as if he were watching a few young people bragging and making a ruckus.

  "There really are immortals...... But why is there nowhere to go after the three great secrets?" Cui Jinxiu asked casually, and it was also her family's profound knowledge. If it were someone else, who would know so much?

  Of course, she didn't expect Meng Qi to answer this question either.

  "It's probably because of the harmony between heaven and earth." Meng Qi also casually said what Jiang Zhiwei and others usually said.

  "Inside and outside, heaven and earth intersect, it's a meaningful saying..." Cui Jinxiu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said. Zhang Zongxian and Li Xinyu couldn't appreciate the subtlety of the words, they just laughed and nodded in agreement.

  He Bo's face changed slightly, and he muttered to himself in a barely audible voice: "The inner and outer heavens intersect... What is the inner heaven and earth, how do they intersect..."

  He narrowed his eyes and quietly sized up Meng Qi.

  Chui Jinxiu continued with her own topic of interest: "Zhen Ding Fashi, which direction did that immortal go in?"

  "He died on the way." Meng Qi replied "honestly".

  "What? Immortals, can immortals also die?" Cui Jinxiu asked in surprise.

  Meng Qi smiled: "He has not yet ascended to immortality and is not a true immortal."

  This is just the beginning of what has been emphasized before.

  "Um, um..." Cui Jinxiu trailed off for half a day without being able to come up with anything, and could only gather her emotions, smiling as she said: "Zhen Ding Fashi, a monk once said that 'when the body dies, the Dao disappears' doesn't quite feel right."

  This is the usage of Taoist magic!

  Meng Qi smiled and said: "Master Cui Shi doesn't know, but the current popular painting style is not right."

  "Isn't the style wrong?" Cui Jinxiu blinked in confusion.

  Meng Qi smiled and said: "It's just that you scribbled randomly on the freehand watercolor painting, so it looks like the style is not right, uh..."

  He paused, looking at the person who came out of the wine house in front, saw the obvious fleshy tumor on his forehead and his distinctive appearance, and smiled: "Cui Shi Zhu, I'll show you what it means to have a painting style that doesn't match."

  After finishing speaking, he ignored the puzzled expressions of Cui Jinxiu and others, walked straight to the person who came out of the wine building, joined his hands together, and said in a low voice:

  "Amitabha Buddha! This donor, I observe that your forehead is dark."