Chapter 569: Old dog running dog dead dog

As that person appeared, the waves on the sea stopped and the North Sea became quiet again.
The old man Xuanjian sat cross-legged on the beach, clutching his chest, and began to restore the sword energy in his body.
Meng Jin was holding the sword, the sword aura still surrounding him, but looking at that person, he could not regenerate the slightest fighting spirit. He was a swordsman in the stairs realm. This cultivator on earth, logically speaking, no matter whether he can handle it or not, he should There is no threat to him, but where is the human monk in front of him.
Obviously the saint sitting high in the clouds!
The Taoist with golden light on his side stood with his hand in his hand, just staring at Meng Jin indifferently, without saying much, but standing like this, Meng Jin could feel a powerful breath as vast as the sea, if he hadn't climbed the stairs. The pinnacle swordsman, I am afraid that he can't even stand steady.
The wrinkles on Meng Jin's old face seemed to be trembling slightly by a gust of wind, like ripples on the surface of a lake, with the white long sword in his hand, reflecting the sky. Meng Jin said with difficulty: "It turns out that it was a saint who was here, and there was a loss to welcome him."
Although it was difficult, the voice was flat.
No matter how to say, Meng Jin was once the Sword Mountain Master, one of the strongest monks in this world, how could it be like an ordinary monk.
The saint looked at Meng Jin and said indifferently: "Do you know who I am?"
In the Battle of Luoyang City, a total of three saints fell across the clouds, two Taoist saints, and a Confucian saint. Since this is a Taoist costume, he is naturally one of the remaining Taoist saints.
For the remaining four Dao Sect Saints, Ye Sheng has been deeply rooted. Ning Sheng and Chen Sheng have been seriously injured in the battle in the clouds, and the Dao Sect Saints who can still appear in the world, except for the Zhao Sheng who did not show up in the war. Who can there be?
Meng Jin didn’t know the details of the battle in the cloud, but he knew one thing very well, that is, after the battle in the cloud, the human world would change, but he never thought that there would be a saint walking down the cloud without going away. The place came to him, and it seemed that something was going to be done to him.
Meng Jin looked indifferent. He had been in Beihai for hundreds of years. He was always calm. Not only did he dare not reveal his identity, but he never quarreled with others. Today, he is going to violently kill, but he just wants to expose his identity and kill. After people, he can leave Beihai, go to other places, and continue to live peacefully like this.
He is no longer the Sword Mountain Master at the time, and there is nothing else he wants to do. He just wants to live like this. After the last few years, he might think about whether he can break the building and go to the sea to see.
Of course, I went to Canghai not for anything else, it was simply to live a few more years. Many years ago, Chao Qingqiu came to Beihai to meet him. Looking at him like this, he didn’t do anything but asked some things. Then he left, but at that time, he already felt that Meng Jin was an old dog.
The only person who has such a cultivation base, but only wants to live and don't want to do anything else, is naturally just an old dog.
Meng Jin stood up with his sword and looked at the saint in front of him, silent.
It doesn't matter who he is, what matters is what he does.
Zhao Sheng looked at Meng Jin and calmly said, "Meng Jin, don't do it with a good swordsman. He has to live like an old dog in Beihai. What is your picture?"
Meng Jin did not speak, he just watched
The old Xuanjian in the distance said, "What about being an old dog, I won't become a running dog."
Both old dogs and running dogs are dogs, but the difference is huge.
Running dogs have to be driven by others, they have to do many things for their masters. They work hard and can only beg for mercy, but old dogs can live safely, even if they are not liked by others, they can always live safely. Meng Jin is willing to be an old man. Dogs, but don't like to be a running dog, especially a running dog for a saint. That may be the most unacceptable thing in his life apart from death.
Zhao Sheng said: "If you don't be a running dog, you can only be a dead dog. I know you know how to choose."
Meng Jin was standing on the beach with a sword in his hand, and the sea breeze was blowing his hair. He looked at the saint with a strange expression, and then became a little firm. He looked at the saint and said: "I don't want to be a running dog. , I don’t want to be a dead dog, but I like to be an old dog. Today, Saint Zhao wants me to be a running dog. Naturally, I won’t be so simple to agree. I want to try whether my sword can change Saint Zhao. idea."
By now, Meng Jin naturally knew the identity of this saint.
Zhao Sheng looked at Meng Jin with indifferent eyes, "The ant raises a sword to the sky. I don't know what it means. Even if you take a half step into the ocean, you are just a bigger ant. How can you have a half chance of winning?"
Meng Jin smiled slightly, "Since Saint Zhao needs me to be a running dog, he naturally wouldn't think of turning me into a dead dog so quickly. In that case, why not take this opportunity to fight."
Even though Meng Jin has been an old dog for many years, he is still a rare wise man in this world. He has an insight into the situation. Such things have never been difficult.
Zhao Sheng stopped talking, just looked at Meng Jin indifferently.
Meng Jin was holding the sword, his momentum continued to climb, and soon reached the peak. Numerous sword auras surrounded him. In his eyes, the sword intent continued to rise and die. In the current kendo, remove the two sword immortals, Meng Jin wants to say He is the second person, and no one should dare to say that he is the first. Even if it is Chao Fengchen and has the knowledge of Chao Qingqiu's swordsmanship, he is still not an opponent of Meng Jin in the climbing realm.
After Meng Jin's sword aura reached its peak, he quickly handed out a sword. This sword was handed out. The entire seashore was full of sword light. From now on, the calm seashore became turbulent again.
The vision triggered by this sword is more than that.
This surprised the old Xuanjian who had been sitting cross-legged by the beach for a long time.
Countless sword auras engulfed the sea water, forming a huge water dragon and attacking Zhao Sheng. With this sword of Meng Jin, among the swordsmanship of the world, it was impossible to find a second sword that could match it.
Countless violent sword auras were born here, and countless violent sword intents appeared here, but when it rolled towards Zhao Sheng who was standing on the coast, something was still missing.
Zhao Sheng looked at the beach, then just pointed out.
A golden light left between his fingers and soon fell into the sea. Even if the water dragon shattered, countless sword qi was scattered on the ground, as if countless swords had been shattered.
Meng Jin stared blankly at the sword's death, and said nothing.
Let you be the most powerful arrogant in the world, let you be the most powerful swordsman in the world, but when facing the saint above the clouds, there is no way.
This is the fact, the fact that cannot be changed.
Meng Jin accepted this fact calmly.
He was standing on the beach with no expression on his old face. It was normal for him to be unable to kill people or saints. He wouldn't care too much, but he was a little surprised. It seems that there is still one step left, but there are actually a million steps to go.
Until this time, he didn't know how ridiculous the so-called Half-Step Canghai was.
After Zhao Sheng pointed a finger, the battle ended. He looked at Meng Jin and said indifferently: "Now it's time to tell me to be a dead dog or a running dog."
Meng Jin calmly said, "What do you want me to do?"
When someone came to him, naturally they weren't doing things that other people could do. They could only do things that he could only do in Meng Jin.
Zhao Sheng said indifferently: "Chao Qingqiu is gone, Jianshan is now a young man in charge, I think you should get back what belongs to you."
Meng Jin raised his eyes, a little stupid. He was the Master of Jianshan back then. If he didn't want to see what Canghai is, he would not leave Jianshan or give up the position of Master of Jianshan. And he will not become such an old dog. After climbing in the sea, he saw that he had no hope. Meng Jin’s only goal in this life was to live for a long time. That’s why he had spent so many years in Beihai. He didn’t care. Anything except being alive, but now someone wants to make him care.
Someone wants him to return to Jianshan to be the Swordsman Swordsman that he doesn't think is interesting.
Meng Jin looked at the saint, frowned and said, "You want me to be the one who will leave me infamous forever."
Zhao Sheng looked at him and didn't say anything. This is what happened. Whether there will be eternal infamy and whether he can be regarded as a swordsman again is not what Zhao Sheng cares about. This saint looks at Meng Jin in front of him. There is only one question, whether you do it or not.
If you do this, you can live; if you don't do this, you have to die.
A very simple thing.
Meng Jin asked: "Xu Ji handed the Sword Mountain Master to Wu Shanhe. He is just right. What should I fight for?"
Zhao Sheng did not speak. Long ago, Dao Sect planned to use Bai Weng to disturb Jianshan. However, Bai Weng was not a person of Jian Shan, and the realm of swordsmanship was not so exquisite, so in the end he could only lose to Sheng Jingjian. However, Meng Jin is different. He is the head teacher of Jianshan Mountain and the master of Xu Ji, his ancestor. His whole generation is unmatched by any swordsman today.
So he wants to be Jianshanzhangjiao, and it is justified. At least it should look more suitable than Wu Shanhe. As for why he did not appear before, it is easy to explain.
In any case, Meng Jin only showed a thriving sword mountain as soon as he appeared in Jianshan, and even the swordsman lineage would become a little different.
The blow to the swordsman was extraordinary.
Meng Jin looked into the distance and said with a little weary: "Can I still choose?"
"Since you don't want to die, you have no choice."
As Zhao Sheng spoke, the whole person walked towards the sky, and soon only one back was left behind.
Meng Jin turned his head, looked at the old man with sword hanging by the beach, and laughed at himself: "Now you and I are running dogs."
The voice is extremely vicissitudes.