Money in the heavens

"Thank you to the donors. This matter is very important to Shaolin. Why don't we go in and discuss it in detail!"

Master Xinji took the list and said.

With that said, he used his right hand to lead Shang Yi and others towards the mountain gate.

Shang Yi, Meng Qi and others didn't think anything of it when they came, but Zhang Yuanshan, Jiang Zhiwei and others looked surprised.

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When they came to Shaolin Temple before, although Shaolin treated them with courtesy, they had no intention of letting them cultivate in Shaolin Temple. Now that they are being brought into Shaolin, it is obvious that Shang Yi's epiphany just now made the Xinji Master take a high look. Invite them into the temple!

The mountain road is winding and the forest is lush. The group of people walked and talked.

Shang Yi exchanged Buddhist principles with Master Xinji, and the host and guest enjoyed themselves for a while. Both of them gained something, and Master Xinji even introduced Shang Yi as a fellow disciple.

Judging from his enthusiastic look, if the Shaolin Temple was not facing a disaster now, he would have asked Shang Yi to become a monk in the Shaolin Temple and become the head of the Bodhi Temple!

Jiang Zhiwei and others behind were also surprised. Shang Yi was only sixteen or seventeen years old, but his attainments in Buddhism made Master Xinji, who had practiced Buddhism for decades, sigh. This shows that his Buddhism is profound.

Immediately, the two talked about the news just now. Shang Yi did not hide it, but said:

"Shaohua Mountain is a pure place for Buddhism. The monks have practiced Zen for many years. In addition, the bells are melodious and profound, soothing people's hearts. Therefore, they have some insights in their hearts. They combined their own practice skills and the simple golden bell spread in the world to create Come up with a new method of self-protection—Zi Zi Xin Zhong!”

Master Xinji’s expression changed, and he clasped his hands together and said:

"There is no hindrance in advancing or retreating, which is called being at ease. And the mind is free from the fetters of troubles, and there is no hindrance in reaching forward. It is called being at ease.

The good state of Huakong almsgiver, with this "Zi Zi Xin Zhong", the world can achieve it! "

Just when Master Xinji put his hands together and gave a gentle salute to Shang Yi, "Xiang Hui" who had been following a few people had appeared behind Master Xinji at some point. His figure was as fast as a ghost and he raised his palm towards Xinji After the master got it, he pressed his heart.

"snort!"

Shang Yi snorted coldly, and an illusory big bell suddenly appeared around Master Xinji, shrouding Master Xinji, and "Xiang Hui" pressed his palm on the illusory golden bell.

"When~~~"

As soon as the bell rang, "Xiang Hui" who made a sneak attack vomited blood and flew out.

Shang Yi shouted loudly:

"You are not Xiang Hui, who are you!?"

"Haha, the general asked me to say hello to the abbot!"

"Xiang Hui" laughed loudly and slipped out of the hall as fast as smoke.

Shang Yi sneered and said:

"Want to run away? Wishful thinking!"

While he was talking about the clock running, an illusory golden bell landed directly on the head of "Xiang Hui", trapping him within a square inch of the golden bell, making it difficult to escape.

Master Xinji, Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan, and Qingjing also reacted very quickly and surrounded "Xiang Hui" in the golden bell.

"Damn, I should have interrupted your epiphany just now!"

"Xiang Hui" shouted with a spiteful look.

At this time, a certain leader next to Xinji said in shock:

"The ever-changing scholar!"

Meng Qi suddenly realized that Xiang Hui had died in the second attack and was replaced by the "Various Scholar"!

Meng Qi suddenly shuddered at the thought of spending a whole day with such a terrifying enemy.

Fortunately, his target is not himself!

The "Various Scholar" is famous for his disguise, disguise, and Qinggong. In just one breath, he used up all his inner strength to escape from the golden bell.

However, he was horrified to find that no matter what he did, he could not shake this terrible golden bell.

At this moment, he regretted very much that he did not wake up Shang Yi when he fell into enlightenment. Moreover, along the way, he did not realize that Shang Yi's martial arts was so powerful!

At the same time, Shang Yi had appeared in front of the "Various Scholar". Instead of using the "Xuanniao Fan", he raised his hand and punched, and the golden shadow flashed behind Shang Yi.

The shadow of the golden bell dissipated, and Shang Yi's right fist had already landed on the "various scholar".

"Pfft~~~"

The Variety Scholar's expression changed drastically, he vomited blood and flew backwards, falling right into the hands of Master Xinji.

Shang Yi said apologetically:

"Master Xinji, I'm really sorry. We are inexperienced in the world and didn't realize that this 'various scholar' actually sneaked in disguised as our companion!"

Master Xinji handed the "Various Scholar" to the monk behind him, clasped his hands and said:

"Almsgiver Huai Kong, there is no need for these young heroes to be like this. This ever-changing scholar is proficient in the art of disguise and has a cunning and sinister mind. Even some old gangsters will fall into his trap.

What's more, he didn't cause any damage today, and Huai Kong Donor also took action to capture him. Shaolin will never forget his kindness to me, Shaolin! "

Meng Qi and others were slightly relieved, and at the same time they secretly sighed at the dangers of the world of reincarnation. "Xiang Hui" was not much different from Meng Qi in strength, but he died here quietly, which made Meng Qi even more cautious. Got it!

"Namo Amitabha, is Donor Kuang okay? We haven't seen him for ten years, but I lost my sight and failed to recognize the Donor."

Xinji turned to look at Baibian Scholar with a calm expression.

After the Variety Scholar was captured, he knew that begging for mercy was ineffective, so he held his head high and laughed loudly:

"Haha, the abbot is old and dim, and he is no longer as glorious as he used to be. But the general thinks highly of the master. If you can lead Shaolin to surrender, he will ask the emperor to confer you as the national master, so that Shaolin will become the first temple of Buddhism, with constant incense and fertile fields!"

"Leading beasts to eat people, the Shura's behavior, I am ashamed to be associated with them."

Xin Ji's words were quite heroic.

"Hmph, the general is only worried about the abbot. Now that the master has been injured by me, who can stop the general? The dangerous mountain road? That can only stop ordinary masters and soldiers. For the general, it is like walking on flat ground. By then, the pass will be useless!"

The versatile scholar failed to bribe him, and immediately threatened:

"Master abbot, don't let Shaolin's thousand-year foundation be destroyed in your hands!"

"Amitabha, the donor does not need to say more, Shaolin's foundation is only in Buddhist philosophy and Zen." Xin Ji raised his sleeves and a skinny palm He flicked his hand over the head of the scholar, "The battle is imminent, I can't hold back."

"You, you actually want to kill someone!" The scholar was shocked and frightened. He still imagined that Jiang Zhiwei and Zhang Yuanshan wanted to kill him and the Shaolin monks stopped him, but only abolished his martial arts. "Where are your precepts? Where is your Buddha? The general is coming soon, and you will die without a burial place!"

"Amitabha, Buddha has a compassionate heart, but also has a fierce look." Xin Ji said calmly, and gently flicked his palm over the head of the scholar.

Suddenly, the scholar widened his unwilling eyes and fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Shang Yi also nodded slightly. This monk was not a pedantic person. Otherwise, if the trouble of the scholar was left, plus the traitor in the Shaolin Temple, there would definitely be changes in the future!

Moreover, the scholar was so arrogant just now, wasn't it because he thought that Xin Ji was a monk and would not kill? He was a little naive!

Suddenly, Shang Yi noticed that the golden Buddha statue smiled and picked up a flower, and the flames rose, weaving into words again and changing constantly.

"Side mission 1: Kill the 'scholar' among the four innate masters of the enemy camp, Shang Yi will reward 50 merits, Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan, and Zhending will each reward 20 merits."

"Side mission description: Kill one of the four innate masters of the enemy camp, and the participants will receive corresponding merits rewards based on the difficulty of the mission, strength comparison, and effort."

"Side mission 2 is open: Kill the general Duoercha, and the participants will be rewarded with 50 to 200 merits based on their contributions!"

"This, this is a side mission?" Meng Qi was a little unbelievable.

At this time, Zhang Yuanshan used the secret voice transmission to tell him, Huai Kong and Qi Zhengyan respectively:

"I didn't have time to explain in detail before. When I killed Guan Haoran, I started this side quest. Because I was the only one who took action, I got fifty merits based on the comparison of strength. I think if you, Junior Brother Zhending, complete this task independently, I'm afraid the reward will be more than one hundred."

Well, Meng Qi nodded. In this environment, he couldn't ask more questions, so he waited for Xin Ji to speak.

Xin Ji looked at the corpse of the scholar of changes, and just as he was about to speak, a white-browed old monk suddenly stood up behind him, pointing at Meng Qi and others indignantly and said:

"You spies actually brought the scholar of changes into the temple and almost harmed the abbot! What else do you want?"

As soon as these words came out, the chief elders came forward one after another, as if they were going to capture the few people.

Before Zhang Yuanshan opened his mouth to defend himself, Xin Ji waved his sleeves and said:

"Don't be so excited. The donors are not spies. They should have been deceived by the scholar. If they were spies, when the scholar attacked me just now, the donors Huai Kong, Jiang, and Zhang attacked at the same time. With their strength, I am afraid I would have passed away."

This reason was very convincing, and the excited situation subsided. However, the old monk with white eyebrows still said with a calm face:

"The origins of the donors are unclear. Perhaps most of them are indeed righteous men, but who dares to say that there are no people like the scholar? If they were not exposed just now, they might just have far-reaching plans. Before they are identified clearly, they should not be allowed to stay in the temple for a long time."

Shang Yi's expression did not change. He did not speak. In his heart, he was wondering if this person was one of the traitors. After all, what happened just now was very obvious, but the old monk with white eyebrows still spoke like this, which was very suspicious!

"This will chill the righteous men who come to help." A middle-aged monk said hesitantly.

The white-browed old monk said firmly: "The abbot was almost attacked and injured. We can't take any more risks. Besides, there are so many people and there are many eyes. I'm afraid there are many barbarian spies among the group of heroes. It's better to let them go home."

Xin Ji sighed and said to Zhang Yuanshan: "There are some disputes and discussions in the temple. It's inconvenient for you donors to hear. Please go down the mountain first. We will notify you after we discuss the results."

Although they were a little upset about being wronged, Zhang Yuanshan, Jiang Zhiwei and others were from big sects and were young, so they couldn't do anything to turn against each other.

Shang Yi transmitted the message:

"We really have to leave. After all, the list of traitors has been delivered. If Shaolin doesn't want to have a fire in the backyard on the day of the war, it must deal with those traitors quickly!"

This made Jiang Zhiwei and others feel a little relieved. They said goodbye and left the temple and returned to the foot of the mountain.

"If we can't enter the temple, how can we hold on until the last moment?" Wang Jin, who had not communicated with Meng Qi and others, suddenly said while walking on the mountain road.

Zhang Yuanshan pondered for a moment and said, "I hope that the discussion will lead to a good result. Besides, if we hold on at the foot of the mountain, we will also hold on to Shaolin. However, this is too dangerous. Hmm, Junior Brother Zhending, do you know the secret passage to Shaolin?"

He didn't want to stick to the rules and wanted to sneak into Shaolin through a secret passage. Since this place was very similar to Shaolin in the main world, it seemed right to ask Meng Qi.

"I have been in the monastery for less than a year, how could I know such secrets." Meng Qi replied helplessly.

Qi Zhengyan suddenly said in a low voice: "Then you can sneak into Shaolin when the barbarian army breaks through the pass. You have to be careful beforehand."

Shang Yi said:

"I estimate that Shaolin Temple has already thought of abandoning the temple and leaving. As long as the monks are there and the Buddhist scriptures are there, Shaolin Temple can reappear on another mountain at any time!"

Zhang Yuanshan sighed:

“Indeed, I also doubt Shaolin’s determination.

Maybe they will arrange for promising disciples to leave secretly with secret books, relics and other items. In that case, it doesn't matter whether we are spies or not, we will definitely be put into the temple. "

"I hope it's as Senior Brother Zhang said." Qi Zhengyan nodded.

Jiang Zhiwei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "If we are unable to enter the temple and complete the main mission, then we will try to kill Doercha. In this way, each of us will have at least fifty good deeds. Plus the previous accumulation, it will be enough to deduct."

This, this is really a typical Jiang Zhiwei idea... Meng Qi sneered.

At this time, Zhang Yuanshan said solemnly: "Xiang Hui was replaced by the Variety Scholar and we didn't know it. We talked a lot about the world of reincarnation in front of him, but why weren't we wiped out?"

"Perhaps in this case, the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation will tamper with the Everchanging Scholar's hearing. After all, it cannot remind us to be careful of the 'traitor', and we made an unintentional mistake." Meng Qi guessed.

As of now, the Variety Scholar is dead and he and others have not been wiped out, so this can only be explained.

Suddenly, the stones on the road in front of the group suddenly moved and arranged themselves into words.

"The list of traitors is sent to Shaolin. Once the main task is completed, each person who enters the temple will be rewarded with fifty good deeds."

"The second main mission begins: Hold on to Shaolin until the last moment, and do not escape early. Success will reward one hundred good deeds, and failure will deduct one hundred good deeds."

Shang Yi raised his eyebrows slightly and said:

"Master Xinjie finally looked at the list of traitors, otherwise I would have thought that our list of traitors had also been swapped!"

Meng Qi also said happily:

"Fortunately, we didn't communicate about the traitor list at that time, otherwise it might have been stolen by the Variety Scholar!"

During the discussion, several people returned to the inn, only to find a gloomy atmosphere. Everyone was silent and fearful.

"Master Wei, what happened?" Meng Qi called to Wei Wuji who was not far away.

Wei Wuji walked over quickly, looked at Zhang Yuanshan, and said in shock and fear: "Master Zhang, Master Lin has been killed!"

"What?" No matter how calm Zhang Yuanshan was, he couldn't help but be surprised. Lin Bie Xue, who had just had tea and wine with him, was actually killed?

"Yes, Master Lin's book boy saw that his time for meditation and breathing adjustment had passed, so he went in to clean up, only to find him lying on the bed, dead in a strange way." Wei Wuji said fearfully.

"Take us over and have a look." Zhang Yuanshan ordered in a deep voice.

Meng Qi also thought this was very strange and had no objection. He followed them up to the second floor and entered Lin Bie Xue's room.

In the room, Lin Bie Xue lay silently on the bed, with a smile on his face, peaceful and quiet, as if he had been relieved and reborn, without any pain, but the skin and muscles below his neck were yellowing and shrinking, as if he had been mummified for many years and died. The situation is extremely strange!

"This way of death looks familiar, but not the same..." Zhang Yuanshan looked at Jiang Zhiwei in confusion.

Jiang Zhiwei nodded, saying that she had similar feelings.

Bang, there was a sound from the door panel.

Meng Qi and others looked back and saw Xiao Zi backing away with a pale face, even hitting the opposite wall without feeling anything.

"Xiao Sang, Xiao Sang is here too..." She shook her head dreamily.

Shang Yi frowned and stepped forward, looking at it carefully for a long while, hesitating in his heart.

The person who did this was obviously Gu Xiaosang, but Master Lin had no grievance against him, so he went straight to kill him, but he still left a glimmer of hope.

This is not only to scare Meng Qi, but also to test myself to see if I have the means to save him! ?

Shang Yi didn't know whether this was Gu Xiaosang's idea or that of the Golden Emperor.

In the end, Shang Yi decided to take action. Since the Golden Emperor had already made a move, he had to take the move even if he didn't want to. Otherwise, today it would be Young Master Lin, but tomorrow it would be someone else besides Meng Qi! ?

"Don't worry, Lin Bie Xue still has a glimmer of life buried deep inside his body. He is not completely dead, but is in a strange state of suspended animation!"

As he spoke, Shang Yi clasped his hands together, his body glowed with golden light, like a vajra arhat, and he whispered:

"Feed the tiger and feed the eagle, and sacrifice will lead to benevolence!" (End of this chapter)