I Honor

: Homecoming

The sky is bright and clear, the blue is transparent, dotted with floating clouds, and the scenery of Liantai Mountain is beautiful.

Meng Qi didn’t hide his aura, flashed across the sky and landed at the foot of the mountain. To show respect, he stepped on the steps and walked towards the Banshan Pavilion step by step.

In the Banshan Pavilion, engraved with Shaolin SixthThe stone stele of the Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra written in the handwriting of the ancestor Yuankong divine monk faces the deep valley, and each character holds a phase.

At this time, standing in the pavilion were not gray-robed disciples, but two Zhike monks in yellow robes. They clasped their hands together and whispered the Buddha’s name: “Amitabha, the abbot invites Master Su to enter the temple.”

“Two mages are also invited to lead the way.” Meng Qi returned the salute with a smile. Compared with the last time he returned to Shaolin, this time it was obviously much more grand.

The two monks looked up and turned around. Out of the corners of their eyes, they glanced at Meng Qi. They saw that he looked young, with a chic blue shirt, a calm posture, and empty hands. It makes people feel unfathomable.

These two contradictory senses are wonderfully integrated into one, without being abrupt at all, on the contrary, it gives rise to a kind of enlightenment, worthy of being the youngest master in the world today

Hey, the two zhike monks are both of the true generation, and the feeling is quite complicated. They are the same age and the same starting point.

There was nothing to say all the way, and the two monks who knew the guest disappeared. The eloquent Meng Qi who passed by could sense their mood and deliberately did not speak.

The scenery on both sides was similar to the old, Meng Qi walked forward leisurely, and not long after, he saw the yellow walls and black tiles, and saw the dark red gate, just like the first time he saw it.

But now, the two gates are fully opened, allowing people to directly see the square and the treasure hall behind them, and a group of eminent monks in red cassocks stand outside the gates. The leader, with all hair and beard falling down, looks like a dead tree and holds a nine-ringed tin rod. He is the head of the Bodhi Court in the past, and the current Shaolin abbot, Wu Si, is the 27th on the list.

On the left side of Wusi is the first empty view of Bodhidharma courtyard, and on the right is the first seat of Fengshen and handsome Bodhi courtyard. Meng Qi’s master Xuan Bei, and the rest of the eminent monks except for a few retreats. never came.

This is the most solemn etiquette in Shaolin: the gates are fully opened, the abbot greets them personally, and the first seat is all accompanied. It is often only used to welcome the most distinguished guests. Now Shaolin’s momentum is a little weaker, at worst it must be the helm of the top forces. are eligible to enjoy.

Meng Qi was a little surprised by such a grand encounter. It wasn’t until now that he had a deep understanding of his status: the first person below the Grand Master is not the Grand Master but the Grand Master. Possessing peerless skills, apart from having no magical weapons, is enough to establish a large force and make good friends with many Dharma Bodies. He has sold many friendships with top forces, and his reputation has spread far and wide, and his momentum is in full swing. It is enough to be called the current Shaolin abbot.

“Amitabha, this old monk is far away to welcome you.” Wusi raised one hand.

Meng Qi cupped his hands: “The abbot treats you so courteously, this junior is flattered.”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Xuan Bei, and saw that the melancholy in the master’s expression had lightened a lot, he was relieved, and saluted: “The disciple has met the master.”

Seeing that although Meng Qi, an abandoned Shaolin disciple, is already among the top 30 powerhouses in the world including Dharmakaya, he still treats Xuan Bei with respect as a disciple. Immediately, his impression of him changed, and he felt that being famous was better than meeting him.

There are very few people who can do it just by nostalgia and gratitude

Xuan Bei’s mouth moved a few times, and finally opened, revealing Lao Huai’s comforting smile:

“Good, good, good”

The three good words expressed the emotions in his heart, mixed feelings, hard to put into words, that’s it.

Good apprentice, good nephew, good young hero

In the past, crying over the death of the old man made him cut off his previous hatred, but now his disciple and nephew has become a first-class figure in the world, so that he no longer worries about the world of mortals, and his heart seems to have wiped off a layer of ashes.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wusi waited for the eminent Shaolin monk to lead Meng Qi into the temple, passing by several Buddhist temples and squares, and then heard the humming of monks. foot.

Meng Qi glanced sideways and said with a smile, “Arhat boxing can be regarded as my basic martial art.”

Back then, for a set of Arhat boxing, I had to work hard to clean the Sutra Pavilion, and asked Zhenyong, who had a dark heart, for guidance. Now I have some parts of Tathagata God’s Palm, Cutting Heaven Seven Swords, Yuanshi Gold Medal, and Xuangong. You may not even be able to look at the skills, it is really like a dream, and I feel embarrassed.

“Arhat boxing accommodates the most basic changes, returning to the basics, and can be used all the way to the nine orifices.” Wusi said with a smile.

The monk’s Zen mind is uncertain and easily shaken. Seeing the eminent monks gathered here and the distinguished guests coming, it is inevitable that he will be distracted. His movements are a little chaotic for a while, which makes the teaching monks shout and scold, but why don’t the teaching monks pay attention to this side?

The man in the green shirt with empty hands and no saber is the famous “Crazy Saber” all over the world

He claimed that “below the dharma body, one can’t escape with a single sword”, which made many disciples also practice Ananda’s saber technique.

Like himself and others, he used to sweat profusely here, practicing the worst and most basic skills, but in just a few years, he has become a big man who can be almost equal to the abbot

what a role model this is a role model

Their eyes, Meng Qi, all smiled, and continued to follow Wusi and other eminent monks. Outside the Daxiong Palace, there were several exterior scenes and several outstanding figures in the enlightenment period, among them were the true version of “Wu Chi” familiar to Meng Qi and his own. The teaching monk is wonderful.

The former is already a unity of nature and man, and breathing is in harmony with nature, while the latter is still in sympathy with heaven and man.

None of them chose to break through, but accumulate and wait.

The eyes meet, Zhenmiao looks away unnaturally, and Mamoto nods slightly.

Meng Qi didn’t say hello to them and stepped into the main hall.

The door of the temple was closed, the two monks looked at each other, and both sighed, their own progress was indeed not small, but the other side was already a great master, and the two sides were no longer at the same level

In the Daxiong Palace, after exchanging pleasantries, Meng Qi said in front of all the eminent monks in red cassocks:

“The younger generation traveled to the south and came across a lineage of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. They have the complete Ksitigarbha Soul Sutra and the incomplete Moke Fumoquan.”

The expression of most monks changed, and the complete Ksitigarbha Soul Sutra

This is something that Shaolin has been searching for for many years but has not found

Xuan Bei immediately understood the purpose of his disciple’s visit, he was even more relieved after being stunned, and said with a smile: “You, you are too worried.”

In fact, it is good to have this heart.

Wusi looked haggard, pondered for a moment and said, “They want to exchange the Ksitigarbha Soul Sutra for the Moke Fumo Fist”

He needs to figure out the purpose first. As for the authenticity, it is a matter of subsequent consideration.

“Yes, they have commissioned this junior to copy a copy of the Ksitigarbha Soul Sutra.” Meng Qi said in shock.

All the monks were shocked that the other party trusted Su Meng so much, and directly entrusted such items as the Ksitigarbha Soul Sutra

They thought it would take a few back and forths to get to the scripture.

Understanding their reactions, Meng Qi relayed the words of the foolish monk: “The master presiding over the other party said that the hell is not empty, and he vowed not to become a Buddha. Only by saving all living beings can he realize Bodhi. This is the great wish made by the Bodhisattva Earth Store. After death, how can there be selfishness? This temple is inherited from Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, and it also has similar thoughts of compassion. If spreading the Ksitigarbha Sutra can help more evil spirits escape, why not?”

“Amitabha, you are so merciful and merciful, I am ashamed of myself.” Wu Si was amazed upon hearing this. Then communicate with the eminent monks in red cassocks through sound transmission, and the result will be achieved in just a few breaths, “Please also ask the benefactor to show the Ksitigarbha Soul Sutra to Master Xuanbei, if it is true. This temple will not be stingy with Maha Fu Magic Fist.”

Sure enough, as I expected, Meng Qi handed the scriptures he copied earlier to Master with both hands, and saw him sitting cross-legged, running the interior scene, showing the appearance of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

then. Xuan Bei recited the Ksitigarbha Soul Sutra, following the rhyme, rhythm and pronunciation, following the scriptures word by word. The acupoints in his body suddenly sensed, one after another vibrated and lit up, revealing the color of glass, turning the meaning of life and death.

At the end of the scriptures, he is already full of glass, clear inside and out, and overlaps with the hidden dharma behind him. It is difficult to distinguish who is the Bodhisattva of the Bodhisattva and who is Xuanbei

He actually used this to step over the third ladder and step into the half-step Dharmakaya realm

No wonder Meng Qi was very happy to see that he needed the help of the Earth Store Soul Sutra to prove his dharmakaya.

“Amitabha, the Ksitigarbha Soul Sutra is absolutely true.” Xuan Bei opened his eyes and answered in the affirmative.

Wusi smiled and asked Meng Qi to wait a moment. After a while, Xuan Bei had rubbed a copy of Moke Fumo Fist on the spot.

Rubbing the dark blue cover, Meng Qi heaved a sigh of relief, finally he was not in vain being a good person.

Shaolin’s attitude towards him became more and more warm, and they discussed martial arts, Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures. It was not until evening that Xuan Bei led Meng Qi to rest.

After passing through many halls, Meng Qi suddenly saw the handyman’s courtyard in the distance, and chuckled lightly: “If it wasn’t a coincidence, maybe I’m still there.”

“Xuanxin is a descendant of Bai Ze, and the monster has changed.” Hearing about the handyman’s house, Xuan Bei thought of this.

Meng Qi knew that there was a monster change, but he didn’t know it was Xuan Xin. He was quite surprised at this time, but he also felt that it was only natural. In the past, Zhen Guan was expelled from the handyman’s courtyard, but he entered the back mountain halfway and became a half-demon body , it’s a bit of a coincidence

After sighing again, Meng Qi returned to the place where he used to live, and saw the sleeping junior brother. His face was rosy, his blood and spirit were empty, and he was in an unbelievably good state.

“Junior brother is still sleeping, do you want to prove the golden body of Sleeping Arhat?” The corners of Meng Qi’s mouth twitched. Judging from the physical condition of the junior brother in front of him, he was already on location.

Didn’t this guy learn “finger finger”?

“Acting in a dream, enlightening Zen in a dream, may not be a sleeping arhat.” Xuan Bei said comfortingly.

Because he wanted to stabilize his realm, Xuan Bei asked Meng Qi not to come to experience it, and then went to the quiet room to meditate. Meng Qi took another look at his junior brother, climbed onto the bed, hugged the back of his head with his hands, and sat against the wall next to him. It felt like a handyman’s house back then, but my mind was calm, joyful and relaxed.

The events of the day flashed through his mind, he suddenly laughed, and muttered in his heart:

“Today’s experience can be described in one sentence: the famous hero, the top 30 masters in the world, the first person under the great master, the honorary arrester of the six doors Su Meng Su Ziyuan visited Shaolin, and was received by the abbot of Shaolin Wusi God Monk and Bodhi The first head of the academy, Xuanbei God Monk, and others warmly received him. Looking back on the past and looking forward to the future, the two sides reached an agreement on a strategic cooperation agreement. Meng Daxia hopes that the younger generations will continue to work hard and reach new heights.”

Thinking about it, Meng Qi almost laughed while clutching his stomach.

After a while, he calmed down, sat cross-legged in meditation, his primordial spirit contracted, and manipulated every move of the other body along the mysterious and secret connection.

Zhoudi, Luoyi.Meng Qi with an earth body has already changed his attire. After seeing this majestic ancient city, he is ready to step in.

He is also the eighth heaven, there is no slight difference.

The reason why Meng Qi didn’t exchange time for training was because he was afraid that the flow of time would be too inconsistent, which would affect the delicate connection between the two bodies. To be continued

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Three hundred and fortieth chapters: the magic weapon in hand

“Guldo is missing, the power of the grassland is defeated, the nine ways of evil or the fisherman wins or steals the chicken, and the righteous way maintains its dominant position for one year. If you succeed in the exclusive task of refining the magic weapon, you can immediately enter the reincarnation square and specify the form and name of the finished product. , can also be postponed.,”

The familiar voice of Gao Mo, the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, echoed in Meng Qi’s mind, making him heave a sigh of relief, filled with joy, and finally found a magic weapon suitable for his own martial arts

“A fool would choose to postpone it,” Meng Qi cursed, and asked to return without hesitation.

In the past few days, he stayed in Shaolin as a guest, discussing martial arts with his master Xuan Bei, told about his various experiences that could be leaked, and told him that Su Ziyue was a descendant of the Tang family.

Hearing this for the first time, Xuan Bei was obviously taken aback, and immediately burst into tears, his whole body was obviously much more relaxed, as if the boulder weighing on his heart had been completely removed.

At that time, Xuan Bei was also happy, sad and sentimental, and it could not be said for a long time.

The light and shadow changed, Meng Qi reappeared in the Samsara Square, and saw the red clouds flying in the central beam of light, the void was deserted, gorgeous and magical.

“Please specify the form of the finished product.” The voice of the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation hangs from a high place.

Regarding this, Meng Qi had long thought about it. Both Dinghaizhu and Dayi Yanxin have weight as one of their characteristics. Forging a knife is better than refining a sword, so he said straightforwardly: “A knife is three feet, three inches and three minutes long.”

The dense air swelled, the light spots fell, and the red clouds and the “void” shrank suddenly, blooming incandescence that made Meng Qi unable to open his eyes.

When his senses recovered, he found a long knife quietly floating in the central beam of light. The shape of the blade was simple, without fancy, and the whole body seemed to be made of orange-yellow flames.

The outer layer is “solidified” into jade, vaguely transparent, and various flames can be seen rolling inside. The outermost layer is yellow and white fire, and the inner layer is sequentially cyan, blue and purple. The deep color cannot be described in words, because it is difficult for normal people to see it with the naked eye, and it is invisible and has no definition.

The flames are layered on top of each other, and the transitions of various colors are naturally clustered separately, which seems to form a world that belongs to the fire alone.

“This is an extremely hot knife, refined from the unformed Dinghai Pearl and the Great Sun Flame Heart, it weighs 3333 jins, and it can be changed in size at will without condensing into the outer body, which can be called wishful. The self-evolving world in the inner world is not perfect at present. After it is evolved and raised to the level of the ultimate celestial being, it can be transformed into a first-level heaven and earth. With this blessing, the long knife can be as light as a feather, or as heavy as a world of flames. Bend the void, bind the enemy. Affect time a little, deduce the real sun and the real star.”

“The blade is scorching hot, and the person who touches it will be scorched. If you chop it with all your strength, it can melt gold and stone into a slurry, and turn a thousand miles into a flame hell.

“Please name it.”

Meng Qi was delighted when he heard it. Extremely carefree, I seem to be able to improve the rank of this magical weapon, although it is not as powerful as the growth of the Human Emperor Sword. But it is also considered rare. With the aid of searching for relevant materials, it is expected to reach the level of heavenly immortals in the future, and this is the special feature that Dinghaizhu can self-proliferate. God soldiers.

Uh, if it really takes shape, it will be a legendary magic weapon in itself, there is no need to refine it

“What name should I choose?” Meng Qi confirmed the power and potential of the magic weapon, and began to think about this eternal problem. The name of the weapon is related to its own grade, and it must not be perfunctory

it’s a big deal

“I have just learned one of the three magical skills, the boundless and boundless broken universe, and I have mastered the three knives and the three swords before. It is better to name it as guilty madness. The effect is completely different. My magic weapon is not evil and twisted. The weakness in the depths of emotion is out of control, and hallucinations appear, if in the future, if the magic weapon is refined based on the Yuanxin seal, it can be named like this.” Meng Qi thought about it, “Xingsu Jie, the big day is the star, but I The god soldiers don’t have the ability to control the flow of time around them, it doesn’t look like it.”

“The sun is scorching hot, the fall is violent, and the collapse is heavy. It does fit, but I have a move called this name, which is not unique enough.”

“Helium Flash” Meng Qi’s eyes lit up, and then dimmed, “This name is high-end and elegant, but the style of painting is wrong. In the future, after giving the name and surname, it is inevitable that people will ask what helium is. It is extremely embarrassing. It is called Sun Flash , Li Shan or Xing Shan don’t have such a forceful style.”

Meng Qi, who felt deeply conflicted in painting styles, was rather frustrated, and continued to use his brain: “It is rumored that the real Dinghai Pearl can evolve into the twenty-four heavens. My knife is made from the unformed Dinghai Pearl. Why not call it the Twenty-Four Bridges?” Mingyue Ye, uh, there is a literature and art model, but it is not accurate enough.”

“Refining Hongchen, refining belongs to fire, Hongchen is heavy, in line with the nature of a sword, and also has a deep meaning, implying Zen, Nima, implying Zen, this name is first used as a spare tire”

Meng Qi, who was in a dilemma, began to recall the ways of naming others. One was based on the description of nature, one came from the state of mind at the time, and the other was to commemorate the deceased.

“To commemorate the old man Chong and senior who uphold the principles in their hearts, would rather die than surrender, and take good care of me. He is an admirable elder. Why don’t we use this knife to commemorate him?” MengQi’s expression became serious, “However, this knife is violent, scorching hot, and extremely heavy. The name Chonghe is too inappropriate. On the contrary, it is similar to the existence and destruction of the symbol of Lingbao Tianzun, so the name of the knife is Lingbao.”

“Well, the ice-eyed crystal soul and the ghost gate are used to refine long swords. They belong to yin and water, and the highest goodness is like water. The Lingbao just happened to be a pair.”

Meng Qi nodded slightly: “The sword is called Lingbao, and the sword is called morality.”

Thinking of this, he was stunned: “I’m going, will I be beaten and named directly after the two heavenly gods? It’s too arrogant. They can’t say they still exist in the world. Will they be beaten and slapped in the future because of this?”

While thinking about it, he suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth: “In this way, it becomes the standard left morality, right Lingbao, Tathagata at the waist, Yuanshi at the chest, gods block and kill gods, Buddhas block and kill Buddhas”

Putting away his self-deprecating and spoofing heart, Meng Qi took a breath and made a decision. If the nature is consistent, the meaning is superior, and the dictionary is elegant, he is most satisfied with “refining the world of mortals”. But since he thought of commemorating Chong and his predecessors, It would be better to use “Lingbao” and “Dao De” instead of calling names directly, which would seem vulgar. It also contains the two major inheritances of Chonghe and the predecessors, and it coincides with the meaning of Chonghe.

He even chose the title of Yuanshi Tianzun, so he was afraid of a sword named Lingbao. Jian Yuedao Meng Qi gave up on himself, gritted his teeth, and said loudly: “The sword is named Lingbao”

A stream of light burst out from the handle of the knife and slashed to the tip of the knife, leaving behind two simple and profound characters. Normally:

“Lingbao”

“The refining is successful, please collect it, and leave the square after ten breaths.” Said Ping Wuqi, the master of the six paths of reincarnation.

Meng Qi stepped in and held the handle of the knife. Suddenly, his skin felt hot, as if being burned, but he quickly felt a sense of intimacy, and the spirituality in the knife slowly awakened, like a baby bird opening its eyes for the first time. It is full of dependence and trust on the things it sees at first sight, it approached cautiously, entangled timidly, and soon formed a resonance with Meng Qi. There was a blood-and-blood connection.

The newly refined magical weapon is the easiest to recognize its owner, unlike the Seven Kills Monument, Meng Qi often communicates with it these days, but it ignores it. Barely usable.

Pulling out the long knife, Meng Qi suddenly leaned forward, his muscles bulging. Gritting his teeth tightly, he was almost knocked to the ground by the “Lingbao” knife belt.

heavy, really heavy

With the eighth level of Meng Qi’s profound kung fu, even when he didn’t manifest the phenomena of heaven and earth, he also felt that the knife was so heavy that he could hardly hold it.

“It’s heavy.” Meng Qi grinned, shrunk the “Lingbao” knife and put it away, and left the Samsara Square.

In the small courtyard, Zhenhui was still sleeping, her breath was long and slow, as if she was in harmony with a certain pure land in the dark, while Xuan Bei went to the Bodhi courtyard to deal with some affairs, so the surroundings were extremely quiet, and the pinworms were hidden deep in the soil , the bodhi tree pavilion is like a cover, and the breeze blows.

Meng Qi sat cross-legged on the head of the bed, enjoying the tranquility and purity for a moment, when the orange-yellow fire knife suddenly appeared on his lap, he held the handle with one hand and stroked it with the other.

Originally, with Meng Qi’s current state, even if he had the seal of Tao and karma, he would not be able to use connections and karma to penetrate the void of the universe and descend there after leaving the world of the old demon in Montenegro. He could only use the reincarnation talisman If you want to descend directly, although you don’t need the dharma body like Chonghe Taoist, you need at least half a step of dharma body. Unless you get the seal of void, you can hope to enter the non-fengshenhe world with the seal of dao and karma as the signpost map in the ninth heaven. Journey to the West and other worlds.

Therefore, after getting the Moha Fumo Fist, Meng Qi’s first thought was to return to the fairy trail in exchange for the reincarnation talisman.

But at this moment, with the magic weapon in hand, Meng Qi no longer needs to use the reincarnation talisman. Even if the real body can’t penetrate the void barrier and the crystal wall of the two worlds, with the help of the connection, he can still send his thoughts

He closed his eyes, half-opened and half-closed, and suddenly with his left hand he quickly wiped the “Lingbao” saber, causing a blue and purple flame

In the meditation room, sandalwood incense is curling up, and the foolish monk sits in lotus pose.

Suddenly, his heart moved, he opened his eyes, and saw the door opened with a creak, and a man in green shirt leisurely stepped over the threshold and entered with his hands behind his back, with a calm and composed posture, as if he was going home.

“Extreme benefactor.” The foolish monk blurted out.

Didn’t he break through to the realm of “Yellow Heaven has already been established” after the battle with the Black Mountain old demon, surpass the limit of heaven and earth, ascend to the pure land of the upper realm, and start a new journey?

Why did it suddenly appear again?

Meng Qi walked to the futon opposite the foolish monk, sat down casually, and said with a smile, “I still owe the master a copy of the Maha Fumoquan.”

The stupid monk’s glazed eyes moved slightly, and he was a little surprised. In his opinion, there was no free time between Lanruo Temple and there. left.

Therefore, the foolish monk did not take this matter to heart.

“Amitabha, the benefactor still remembers this matter, I am very grateful.” The foolish monk clasped his hands together.

Meng Qi flicked his lapel, took out the book of Maha Fu Moquan, opened it, and read it out word by word, rhythmic and rhythmic, just like the Buddha’s teaching, thunderous to the soul.

The stupid monk’s back was straight, his ears were twitching constantly, and he had already activated his celestial ear, he could hear every word clearly and firmly memorize it in his heart.

He seemed to have gone to the Pure Land and listened to the Dharma in front of the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.Far.

I don’t know how long it took, Meng Qi read it twice, and said with a smile, “Master, did you remember?”

“Amitabha, thank you benefactor, I have memorized everything.” The foolish monk felt strange at this time, why did Ji Wuliang read to himself instead of rubbing or copying the book directly

As soon as he thought about it, he saw Meng Qi, who was dressed in green and elegant, raised his right hand with a smile, flicked his fingers, and hit the wooden fish in front of him.

beckoning

The hollow sound came into his ears, and the foolish monk suddenly came back to his senses and opened his eyes.

The front is empty, there is no one on the futon, and the door is closed, so there is no such thing as “the yellow sky has been established”

This is a hallucination, the foolish monk recalled it for a while, and felt that the scriptures of Maha Fumoquan were heard in his ears, and there was nothing missing

he really came

And I am like a dream

The foolish monk has always felt that his spiritual platform is clear and his Zen mind is stable, and he may be defeated by others, but it is absolutely impossible for his peers to affect his mind, arouse negative emotions, and pull him into dreams and illusions.

But just now I was in the purest and clearest meditation, but fell into a hallucination dream

The other party seemed to come directly into my heart, breaking through the heavy barriers of the mind and spirit, without anyone noticing it, it was really appalling

The foolish monk restrained his emotions and let out a long sigh:

“This is the progression of Arhat Bodhisattva, this is the realm that Huang Tian has established.”

In his eyes, Ji Wuliang is really no longer a human being in the world, like a god or a demon, with a faint trace of a fairy

However, the other party broke through the limit and ascended to the upper realm, still remembering the things he had promised himself, and coming to his mind, he was sincere and trustworthy to the extreme, which was admirable.

On the left is Du Qingqing, charming and lively, with a pretty ancient costume, on the right is the goddess of dark thoughts, with a fluttering white dress, pure and refined, Nangong Chong looks left and right, not knowing where to go.

“Brother Chong”

“Nangong”

Two female voices sounded, Nangong Chong’s whole body was limp, wishing he could be split into two halves.

“Cough.” At this moment, a light cough came into his ears, which was very familiar.

Nangong Chong made a clever move, turned around suddenly, and saw the Sect Master of the Cangtian Sect who was smiling but not smiling. He was still wearing a green shirt, standing with his hands behind his back, looking more and more unpredictable.

“Zong, suzerain.” Nangong rushed to salute.

He came again Nangong Chong didn’t know whether it was joy or sorrow.

“I promised to teach you martial arts, how can I break my promise?” Meng Qi said flatly.

Nangong Chong was very pleasantly surprised, and paid homage: “Thank you, suzerain.”

Meng Qi finished pointing out the problems he had learned one by one, and finally said: “Since I have learned martial arts from the old man, I can barely be counted as a registered student. portal.”

Nangong Chong was both happy and surprised, and knelt down on the ground: “I dare not.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sharp sound of the alarm clock. He sat up abruptly, and found that he was still at home. There was no Du Qingqing, nor was there any Sect Master.

But if you think about it carefully, the instructions just now were very clear

“Master’s guidance in the form of entrusting dreams is really powerful.” Nangong Chong sighed, and then laughed at himself, “It’s hard to have a dream. Others are Menggu, but I am Mengye and Mengshi.”

Meng Qi opened his eyes, and his thoughts returned to Shaolin.

After completing the entrustment, the next step is to “fish and enforce the law” against the Impermanence of Life and Death. With the Lingbao Sword and the Seven Kills Monument, you can do it alone

Of course, it is best to invite an expert to sit in charge.

At this time, Xuan Bei returned to the courtyard and walked into the room with a slightly dignified expression.

Meng Qi’s heart moved, and he asked, “Master, what happened?”

Xuan Bei whispered:

“Gods have changed. The Jin emperor died suddenly, and Sima Shi, the chief arrester of the six sects, disappeared.”

Meng Qi narrowed his eyes slightly. to be continued

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