An Guo's palms changed continuously, sealing off Meng Qi's escape route, but Meng Qi remained calm and unhurried. He took a step back to the left, then suddenly stepped forward, his movements strange and unpredictable, making it impossible for others to anticipate his next move.

  Meng Qi was well aware that his Golden Bell Shield's fourth stage, although enhanced by the "Easy Tendon and Bone Tempering Chapter" to increase its power by 30%, would still be broken through with a single palm strike when facing a top-notch master with nine apertures open. Therefore, he had two options: either not fight at all or go all out and try to find an opportunity to escape!

  An Guo's nine orifices were already open, his ears were sharp and his eyes were clear. He had long since judged the trajectory of Meng Qi's dodge from the changes in his muscles and skin. His palms crossed, directly blocking Meng Qi's head, just like his left cheek crashing into his palm.

  However, Anguo Xie's palms seemed to hit nothing but air!

  He inwardly exclaimed "not good" and hastily withdrew his palms, about to defend himself.

  Meng Qi's eyebrows furrowed in concentration, his head throbbing with pain. He forcibly conjured up a minor illusion using the Phantom Shape Technique, and only then did he manage to seize this opportunity. How could he let it slip away?

  He then immersed his body and mind in a world of serenity and peace, but with one swing of the sword, all sorts of disturbances arrived, parental affection came simultaneously, disrupting his meditative heart and ruining his serenity.

  The sword shone brightly, like a candle flame steadfast in the wind and sand.

  In a daze, An Guo saw a stubborn young man charging towards him with a knife, and he had no choice but to fight back. As his master had said, the loser would have to die, so even if the opponent was his own younger brother, he couldn't show weakness!

  In the palm of his hand, yet without the expected resistance, there were only those eyes that seemed to be freed and smiled.

  Younger brother!

  He felt a great pain in his heart and his body also hurt severely, which made him come to himself and find that the sword had already cut through the skin of his neck.

  Damn it!

  His neck vertebrae suddenly loosened, like a poisonous snake, twisted on its own, allowing the knife to slide across his skin and flesh.

  Then he grasped the hilt of his sword with his right hand.

  Even if the blade cuts to the white bone and fresh blood flows, I dare not move!

  A monk who hasn't even opened his eyes yet has such a terrifying knife technique!

  If it weren't for his own Crazy Sand Divine Art requiring him to refine his entire skeletal system, this one slash would likely have left him severely injured!

  For someone of his caliber, he already has a protective aura around him. Even if the sword can cut through the aura, it won't be able to sever his neck, at most it will only slash his throat and leave him severely injured.

  Meng Qi succeeded with one move and immediately drew his sword, dodging to the side as he launched into the Wind Spirit Leg's "Catching the Wind and Seizing the Shadow", swiftly running towards the outside of the village!

  As fast as if riding on the wind!

  He knew that one knife "Duan Qing Jing" couldn't kill this master with nine openings, so from the beginning he planned to use offense instead of defense, using a sudden attack to force An Guo Xie to retreat and defend, putting all his mind on his own vital points, only then could he find an opportunity to escape!

  It's all about time difference!

  An Guo had blocked the road leading to the inn, and he could only escape into the vast ocean.

  After practicing the "Easy Tendon and Bone Strengthening Chapter", Meng Qi used "Duan Qing Jing" once and no longer felt dizzy, although he couldn't muster up the strength to unleash another slash like before, but he still had the energy to use "Catch Wind and Capture Shadow" to escape!

  An Guo was bewildered by the Great Law of Illusory Shapes, and was beheaded by "Duan Qingjing", immediately falling into absolute disadvantage, unable to even catch his breath. He relied solely on the special hardness of his mouth to block it, and after Meng Qi drew his sword, he had no choice but to retreat a step, with both palms closed as if sealed, seeking an opportunity to catch his breath, in order to regroup and strike down this detestable little monk with his palm.

  But he had just raised his hand to defend himself when Meng Qi suddenly retreated swiftly like a mad wind, disappearing at the end of the street in the blink of an eye, with a graceful and elegant posture that was impossible to catch up with.

  "I'm going to kill you, you bald donkey!" An Guo's teeth were clenched in anger, with a feeling of being fooled.

  Borrowing the momentum of the wind, Meng Qi ran out of the village in a puff of smoke and into the Gobi Desert, where sand and gravel filled the sky, covering his figure.

  He followed the experience of these few reincarnations, constantly changing direction along the way, erasing traces, setting up a suspicious array, and not daring to relax at all.

  An Guo's left hand covered his neck, and fresh blood dripped down, while the wound on his right palm, which had exposed bone, slowly healed over, just like in the desert, where any trace would be buried after the wind and sand.

  "He can actually project his spirit and create illusions? Is there a special technique for opening the Xuan Guan?" The "White-headed Vulture" An Guo Ye didn't immediately give chase, but instead carefully savored the battle from just now, because there was something unusual about it.

  He originally had opened his heavenly eyes, ears, nose and other nine orifices, having a considerable ability to dispel illusions, but he never thought that a young monk who had not yet opened his orifices could project his spirit outside, interfere with his own senses, create some illusions, so under the carelessness, he was actually blinded by the past, lost the first hand, and almost suffered a heavy blow from the opponent's knife.

  And this left him stunned, his own Nine Apertures were still unable to open the Mysterious Gate of Life and Death, connect the Heavenly Bridge, and step into the Half-Step Realm, yet a little monk who hadn't even touched the edge of opening his apertures could accomplish it?

  Is it some special skill? Or a great secret?

  And his knife skills are also terrifying, with a hint of "Vengeful Spirit's Eighteen Slaps"!

  Thinking that this could make the self trapped in the mysterious gate of eyebrows even more advanced, An Guo couldn't help but feel inexplicably excited, and his gaze towards Meng Qi's disappearing direction became much hotter.

  "He sneered to himself: 'Why run away to nowhere good, and insist on running into the vast ocean? Truly doesn't know life or death!'"

  He is a lone bandit who roams the vast desert of death and its surrounding oasis countries, and has a close relationship with Zeluo, one of the leaders of the desert's several major bandits. He is extremely familiar with most of the terrain and climate changes here, how can a novice little monk like you compare to him?

  So, he was very confident that even if Meng Qi had escaped into the vast ocean for a long time and had enough time to cover his tracks, he also had the confidence to slowly catch up with him through the unique "language" of the Gobi Desert, capture him, interrogate him about the secret recipe, and torture him to death.

  He darted forward, rushing into the vast ocean, and plunged into the midst of a raging sandstorm, like a sand snake crawling forward in the sand, disappearing from sight in an instant.

  …………

  Gobi is different from desert, with coarse and large sand grains, as if they were small stones weathered by the wind. There is no vast expanse of yellow sand that irritates the eyes. Moreover, there are often underground streams flowing out to form rocky beaches and small lakes. Furthermore, Gobi appears more desolate, with occasional water pools, small lakes, occasional green spots, occasional antelopes and camels, and occasional strange rocks. These cannot soften this feeling but instead make it even more bleak.

  A few wind-eroded boulders stood on the Gobi, with rugged shapes, like stone monsters. Meng Qi was hiding in a secret place between several boulders, regulating his breath and sitting cross-legged, making final preparations.

  He took a deep breath and pulled out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom, pouring out the wax-sealed dan medicine inside.

  With a swipe of her thumb, the wax paper tore open, releasing a refreshing fragrance that lifted her spirits.

  "It's indeed Tiancong Wan..." Meng Qi silently praised.

  He fled all the way here, because his Muye Zongshu had achieved some success in cultivation, and his spirit could be released a little, so he was somewhat mysterious. He vaguely felt that he had not shaken off Anguo Xie, and even several times almost got caught up, fortunately changing direction in time.

  But he had been over-exerting himself spiritually, which was extremely exhausting for Meng Qi. His head was swelling and he felt extremely tired, making it hard to support himself. So after finding this place, he simply calmed his mind and adjusted his spirit, trying to open his eye aperture - he originally planned to break through in these few days, now it's just that he can't burn incense and purify his body, actually there is not much difference.

  Once I entered the Open-minded period, there was no longer a huge gap between myself and An Guo Xie. Although our strengths were still vastly different, at least I wouldn't be completely powerless, and I could find better opportunities to escape. Who knows, maybe I could even surpass his judgment of my strength and shake him off once and for all.

  After removing the wax paper, a light blue pill appeared before Meng Qi's eyes, with a faint fragrance lingering around.

  Meng Qi feared the medicine's effect would dissipate, so he didn't dare delay and immediately swallowed the Tian Cong pill.

  Tiancong pill dissolves instantly upon entry, like a clear stream rushing straight into Mengqi's chest and abdomen.

  Meng Qi closed his eyes, slowly refining the medicinal power. At first, it was still calm, but gradually, he felt a sharp pain in his eyes. Originally, after closing his eyes, his vision should have been dark, but now it seemed as if someone had set off a firework, filling the sky with flames.

  He understood at the critical moment, so he activated the fourth chapter of Jin Zhong Lou's last chapter. His skin turned dark gold, and there were also golden lights gathering around his eyes.

  In the dark vision filled with flames, the nine related acupoints that gathered together shone like stars, pure and bright, illuminating the heart.

  The golden bell continued to rotate, and the nine "stars" had a faintly deep darkness between them, absorbing all the light, as if invisible.

  "This is a great secret of the human body, the nine hidden orifices that are innate, if one does not concentrate on the related orifices, they cannot be found at all."

  Meng Qi's eyes overflowed with golden light, which merged into the Jin Zhong Zha True Energy, surging along a special route and combining with the refreshing power of the Tian Cong Wan, crashing towards the center of the nine "star" connected lines like a shocking wave!

  Boom!

  Meng Qi's scalp was numb, and his soul felt a piercing pain. His liver seemed to be torn apart, and his eyes appeared to be being dug out by someone. If it weren't for the medicinal power of "Tian Cong Wan", he would probably have fallen into an illusion and gone mad.

  Boom!

  The radiance that had merged exceeded the limits of what the eyes could absorb, and rays of light burst forth from it, illuminating the darkness and extinguishing the fire clouds.

  Boom!

  Meng Qi couldn't help but open his eyes, and a faint aura shot out, his face pale with a lingering aura that refused to dissipate.

  But these soon dissipated, leaving behind a pair of increasingly dark and profound eyes.

  The patterns on the rocks carry a natural melody, hiding the secrets of creation, presenting themselves before Meng Qi's eyes.

  The sky was still that blue, the wind was still that dry, and the gravel was still that dull. Everything was no different from just now, but in Meng Qi's eyes, there was a completely different feeling, as if he could see more deeply, more clearly, and more into the details.

  For example, among the gravel, there are coarse sand and pebbles. Each surface pattern of every single one is different.

  For example, the entire Gobi Desert carries a sense of death and desolation that is so profound and so heavy.

  Things blown by the wind seem to slow down and become clearly visible.

  For example, all things that were previously separated seemed to be connected by invisible threads and formed a harmonious and indescribable whole.

  The mountain is not a mountain, the water is not water, this is the strange feeling after opening one's eyes.

  He originally had a certain possibility of opening his eyes with "Tiancong Pills", and after half a year of practicing "Easy Tendon and Bone Tempering Chapter", it was naturally a matter of course.

  "No wonder the enlightenment period can suppress the aura, once the eyes are opened, the opponent's moves will appear 'slow' in my eyes, and I can see them clearly......" Meng Qi withdrew his gaze, feeling comfortable.

  This was not the enemy's hand slowing down, but Meng Qi opened his eyes and his ability to capture the opponent's movements increased greatly, so it was like watching a "slow motion", which was a huge advantage in the exchange.

  Moreover, the benefits of opening up one's aperture are not limited to this. The eyes are the orifices of the liver, and once the eyes' apertures are opened, it cultivates the liver, causing the liver energy to flourish and be constantly renewed, greatly enhancing its regenerative abilities. True energy and strength also increase significantly. When all five viscera and six bowels have been cultivated, the gate to one's primordial energy and vitality naturally opens up.

  Meng Qi took a deep breath, stabilized his realm, and quickly got up to flee again. His Wind God Legs made him look quite elegant.

  …………

  A moment later, Anguo Xie appeared among these giant stones, his eyes coldly staring at Meng Qi's meditation place.

  Although most of the traces have been erased, for someone who has been walking in the vast ocean for many years, there are still some clues to be seen.