Infinite Prophet

Meng Qi could not wait to slap his mouth.

What a laugh!

The result attracted a careful perversion!

That's right, it's a pervert with a careful eye.

At the beginning, Meng Qi really had a scalp exploding, thinking that this little monk, who was about the same age as his current body, really had any bad hobbies.

However, after a few days of contact, he still found out that the other party was completely teasing himself!

revenge!

Chi Guoguo's revenge!

Besides, I really can’t handle it...

Obviously he is a thirteen or fourteen-year-old kid, so his face is so thick?

After a few days of contact, Meng Qi's heart had already begun to appear suspicious.

Although he crossed the earth before, the thirteen or four-year-old junior high school students have also begun to enter the rebellious period, and the skin is okay, but in contrast, this true color junior is really wrong.

As far as personality is concerned, Meng Qi can be briefly summarized as the type of protagonist who knows how to think. From the time he traveled to the present, he has been step by step to resolve various risks that may bring exposure.

Strategies may not be the best batch, but they are very capable of introspection.

In the same way, he also felt the sense of incongruity in this new junior.

Even if you can shirk the precocious puberty of the children in the village, this is too early...

"Senior Brother Zhending, Uncle Xuanxin arranged for us to clean up at the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."

It was said that Cao Cao would be here, and just as Meng Qi was slandering the true color junior, the familiar voice came into his ears again.

Looking back at the bald-headed monk, Meng Qi was a little stunned.

The other party began to say that he was handsome, but after he washed and rinsed and added a few days of food and oil and water, he almost changed his image.

like……

A little more handsome than myself...

Abstaining from meat and pungent in Shaolin Temple is not to abstain from eating meat. It is mainly to abstain from eating spicy spices. Meat is allowed to be eaten before resuscitation. Many children from poor families change every day after they come to Shaolin Temple.

"Senior Brother Zhense, please explain in advance that cleaning belongs to cleaning, please don't make any more fuss."

Meng Qi's face was righteous and righteous.

Meng Qi's little follower Zhenhui nodded again and again.

"As a monk, how can you two think so badly."

Xu Yue sighed, looking like he hates iron for not making steel.

"I'm just looking at how your chest muscles are doing. After all, Junior Brother Hundred Days Foundation Building, I'm just getting started."

Xu Yue patted Meng Qi again, who was dead fish-eyed, which seemed very natural.

In fact, Meng Qi's current body is the prestigious concubine of the gods of the Su family, because the wealthy family has been arranged to Shaolin for the **** and trouble, and the foundation building has been completed in a hundred days.

Meng Qi also discovered this when he was practicing, but because he knew the importance of the foundation and the cultivation method without a qi accumulation period, he resolutely walked again honestly.

In terms of the progress of practice alone, among the young novices in the same period, Meng Qi is definitely ahead.

When Xu Yue was practicing Hundred Days of Foundation Building, he also had to sigh with the perfection of the basic martial arts in this world.

It may seem simple and ordinary, but it can actually lay a solid foundation for the future of high-rise buildings.

As long as the roots can meet the most basic requirements, plus enough meat supplements, anyone can easily complete the foundation building within a hundred days to a year.

And don’t think it’s no big deal to build a foundation in these hundred days.

There are three hundred and sixty-five large acupuncture points in the human body, each of which is filled with nine breaths of zhenqi. When the acupuncture point is full, the meridians will open automatically.

In layman's terms, it is an innate heartbeat that can be manufactured in batches.

The great complexity is simple, turning decay into magic.

Just such a seemingly simple foundation building method can actually give a glimpse of the perfection of the system behind this world.

That is to say, under the bickering between the two and Zhenhui's daze, the three arrived at the Buddhist scripture pavilion that needed to be cleaned.

But as a handyman monk, all they need to clean is the level of ordinary scriptures.

Because Meng Qi would often tell stories with Zhenhui at night in the dormitory, when she came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, her eyes flashed, ready to find the secret book in the mezzanine.

This kind of behavior made Meng Qi feel a little embarrassed, as if he had badly taught the child.

"Zhenhui, what are you doing? Are you ready to see if there are peerless secrets in these ordinary Buddhist scriptures."

While cleaning, Xu Yue couldn't help but teased the little monk Zhenhui.

"Hmm."

But in the face of Xu Yue's ridicule, Zhenhui nodded very seriously, looking more and more carefully.

"Haha, then you should go and read the "Langa Sutra", maybe there will be something like Nine Suns."

Xu Yue laughed and said with a little teasing and self-deprecating.

It directly made Meng Qi, who was still thinking about changing the story in the future, his eyes widened.

Almost a word of "fuck" came out.

It took a long time to stabilize, and then asked pretending to be puzzled.

"Nine Sun Magical Art?"

"Uh, nothing, I made it up."

Xu Yue said hehe.

It’s just the true wisdom of the honest duty, but won’t cooperate with Meng Qi, and on the other hand, he asked curiously.

"Brother Zhense has also heard the story of Nine Suns Magical Art?"

"Ah? Where else have you heard of this stuff?"

Xu Yue took a step forward, grabbed Zhenhui's shoulder and shook it for a while before speaking.

"Don't shake, dizzy."

"It was said in the story told by Brother Zhending..."

After that, Xu Yue looked back at Meng Qi again, showing a different color on his face.

And Meng Qi also started to stare at Xu Yue with a strange look. The sudden change of painting style made Zhenhui, who didn't understand anything, shiver inexplicably.

"Feixue shot the white deer from the sky."

Xu Yue said the Shanghai Federation.

"The Laughing Man leaned on Bi Yuan."

Meng Qi met the incision, and then both of them looked a little excited.

It has been more than a month for Meng Qi to travel to this unknown world, and it is quite difficult for him to come to a completely unfamiliar world without the memory of the original body.

It can be said that Junior Brother Zhenhui, who doesn't understand anything on weekdays, seems to be a bit naive, chatting to relieve his boredom, telling the stories of previous martial arts, and connecting the two worlds as much as possible, which is already a unique way for Meng Qi to decompress.

Now suddenly I heard the familiar incision, and discovered that the younger brother who was about the same age as me might have come from the same place as me, and now I felt a sense of surprise of finding the same kind.

"I wonder if Brother Zhending has heard of Prince Wang Sicong?"

Xu Yue asked again.

"listen……"

But before Meng Qi could answer, another somewhat puzzled voice interspersed in.

"Wang Sicong? Isn't it a brother of the same generation of the Jiangdong Wang family who is known as the king of Wang Siyuan? I have never heard of it..."

Looking back, it was another young monk in gray robes.

This person Meng Qi knows, he is Senior Brother Zhenyong from the monastery, and he is considered to be the one who has the best attitude towards the Handyman Yard. When he first entered the Shaolin Temple, he took care of himself in the cafeteria and told him not to Little trouble.

In the past month, there are few people who can talk a little more.

At least better than the other two roommates in the dormitory who have stayed for a few years.

"Ah, it turned out to be Senior Brother Zhenyong. We may have misheard it. Senior Uncle Xuanxin often talks about things in the world. Maybe it is our misunderstanding."

Meng Qi said sharply.

Xu Yue also seemed to have just reacted and nodded aside.

"Oh, I see."

Zhenyong himself often listened to Xuanxin's bragging, and was the only disciple of the monk courtyard who took the initiative to listen to it.

Although I don't remember that he mentioned Wang Siyuan, it is probably correct from there.

"By the way, why did Senior Brother Zhenyong come to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion? Isn't the monk academy very heavy to practice?"

Meng Qi started to talk about it again.

Although now he can't wait to immediately pull Junior Brother Zhense into the room to have a good talk.

But I still understand that external performance should not be too strange...

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After half past two in the next chapter...

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