Money in the heavens

You know, Su Meng is also practicing the Golden Bell Jar, which is famous for its slow progress!

Zhen Heyi, who looked like half an iron tower, had a look of shock on his face, Junior Brother Zhen Ding, no, why did "Crazy Sword" Su Meng return to Shaolin?

Few Shaolin disciples who have been expelled from the mountain come back to Liantai Mountain, unless they finally achieve enlightenment, let go of the worldly world, and truly become a monk, but Su Meng doesn't look like it!

As for coming back for revenge or something, he has never thought about it. Forget about being eleventh on the human list. Even if he is eleventh on the earth list, he can't go wild in Shaolin.

Meng Qi looked at their expressions and couldn't help laughing: "Why are the two senior brothers like this? Su is not a scourge."

Zhende took a breath and suppressed his inner emotions: "Donor Su, what's going on?"

"Su has something to pay his respects to his master, the divine monk Xuanbei, and he also asked senior brother Zhende to pass on the information."

Meng Qi put his hands behind his back and said neither humble nor arrogantly.

Zhende's face changed slightly:

"Donor Su, you have been expelled from the mountain gate. You can no longer call Uncle Xuanbei as master."

Meng Qi laughed:

"Senior Brother Zhende, I didn't expect that you are so obsessed with it. The title is nothing but a false coincidence. It's him who I call master, and it's him who I call Xuanbei Divine Monk. What's the difference? Why should you care?"

His tone was leisurely, as if he were climbing a mountain to visit the Buddha and discuss Buddhist scriptures.

Zhende hesitated, turned around immediately, walked up the mountain, and left a sentence:

"Uncle Xuanbei is in retreat. I'll inform the guest house for you."

The master was in retreat. No wonder there was so much noise along the way and he never came to meet him... Meng Qi nodded slightly and walked into the pavilion to wait.

Inside the half-mountain pavilion, there are stone tables, chairs, and stone tablets. The first two are for visitors to rest, and the latter stands on the edge, with the "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra" engraved in small characters.

"If I hear..."

Meng Qi stood in front of the stele with his hands behind his back, savoring the charm of the writing. The rows of small characters seemed densely packed, but if you read them carefully, you would not feel dazzled. Every word was written as intended, unique and without repetition. It seems that each of them holds one phase to prove that all phases are not phase. The meaning of Zen is timeless. It is worthy of being a Buddhist holy place where Arhats and great Arhats often guard the temple.

What's more, Meng Qi practices the Vajra Invincible Magical Power of subduing demons every day, and is no weaker than the monks of the same generation in Buddhism. He even directly catches up with the senior monks of his masters and uncles. Therefore, he also has a lot of knowledge about the "Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra". Some insights.

At this time, Zhenhe put away his surprise and shock, and quietly looked at Meng Qi. He saw that he did not have the slightest impatience to wait, his green robe was flowing freely, his clothes were slightly moving, he was reading Buddhist scriptures with his hands behind his back, and he was indescribable. The mind is calm and the path is endless. Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.

Zhenhe suddenly recalled the past. In the past, he had a sparring match with Junior Brother Zhending, and was overwhelmed by his momentum. He was so frightened that his legs were weak, so that he had no strength left to exert, and he was defeated cleanly.

At that time, I was thinking that Junior Brother Zhen Ding was extremely talented in martial arts and would be able to achieve great things in the future. Who would have thought that this "future" would come so quickly. In just a few years, he would surpass Zhen Ben and Zhen Miao. Senior brother, he has made a great name in the world and is ranked eleventh on the list of people, almost on the same level as his junior uncle Xuanzhen!

Looking at his demeanor now, he really has the attitude of a master.

Meng Qi savored the Zen meaning contained in the Buddhist scriptures on the stone tablet, and his mind was at peace. He thought about the sixth generation Shaolin Patriarch who carved this stone tablet in the past, and the Yuankong Divine Monk who achieved the golden body of Arhat.

The mountain wind blew by, making his green robe rustle, but it couldn't make him feel restless or anxious.

Zhenhe and Meng Qi were not familiar with each other and could not find anything to say, so they had to stay by their side and wait for Zhende's return.

Not long after, Zhende returned together with a Zhike wearing a yellow monk's robe.

"Amitabha, why did Donor Su meet with Junior Brother Xuanbei?"

Zhike raised one hand and pronounced the Buddha's name. He was a monk of the Xuan generation.

When they approached, Meng Qi turned around from the stone tablet and said with a smile:

"This uncle, does it mean that when an old friend comes to visit, he must have something important to do?"

Zhike often interacted with foreigners, so he didn't care about his name and said with a smile:

"Normally, it is not necessary, but Junior Brother Xuanbei is in retreat. If Donor Su has important matters, the poor monk will have to consider alerting him in advance. If it is just to reminisce about old times, then I will trouble Donor Su to come back next time."

"I wonder if Junior Brother Zhenhui is in retreat?"

Meng Qi turned to ask about Zhenhui. Counting the time, he should have come out long ago.

The monk Zhike knew about Meng Qi's entanglement with the temple. He had known that he would ask Zhenhui, so he said without thinking:

"Master Zhenhui's nephew has not been out for a long time, so he won't need to retreat for a long time."

"Then I'll pay him a visit."

Meng Qi said with a smile, looking like I don't mind.

Zhike monk nodded and said:

"Donor Su, please."

He led Meng Qi up the mountain path, and everywhere he looked were memories of the past. There was the place where he carried water, and there was the place where he almost slipped... A faint sense of vicissitudes suddenly appeared in Meng Qi's heart.

After walking forward for a while, there was a monk on the mountain road. He was wearing a yellow monk's robe. He was elegant and elegant. He looked more like a scholar than a monk. It was Meng Qi's disciple Zhen Miao in the Wu Monk Academy, one of the two great masters of Shaolin Zhenzi generation. One of the disciples.

It is said that there are two big ones, but in fact there are more than one. There are also new entrants appearing in the future. Some have outstanding martial arts talents, and some are in Suhui. However, due to the short time, no one has caught up with him and Zhen Ben.

"Amitabha, is Donor Su okay?"

Zhenmiao made a special trip to wait for Meng Qi.

Behind him, at the bend of the mountain road, many gray-robed disciples poked their heads, wanting to see the legendary Mang King Kong, the de facto number one in the true generation.

Among them, there was a monk who was particularly eye-catching, because he was the only one wearing a yellow robe, with narrow eyes and a sinister temperament. He was also an acquaintance of Meng Qi, the discipline monk Xuankong of the Discipline Academy.

Could it be that he wanted to instigate me to compete with Zhenmiao? Zhenmiao was a person with a strong desire to win, and at that time he couldn't help but compete with me who hadn't yet opened my mind... Meng Qi thought with some speculation, and smiled back:

"Junior brother is not only fine, but also better than before. Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother Zhenmiao."

Zhenmiao took a breath:

"That's great. I still remember the things in the Martial Monk Academy in the past. Who knew that Master Su would be famous all over the world? I wonder if you can give me some guidance today?"

He hadn't gone down the mountain to travel yet, and he had heard all the things in the martial arts world. The competition with the Xuan generation masters in the sect was basically just a little bit, and he couldn't wait to test the weight of the masters on the human list and find out his own gap.

In his opinion, he was close to the Seven Apertures, and he had mastered two external scenes of the Moko Finger. There should be no essential difference between him and the Seven Apertures Su Meng and Qing Yu. If it were not for the complete mastery of one of the styles, he would have passed the Tongren Lane and went down the mountain to see them.

Xuankong stared at the two people intently, and his sinister eyes revealed expectation. He did not expect Zhenmiao, who had no real experience of life and death, to defeat Su Meng. He just wanted to kill his prestige, so that he would not be arrogant and make people unhappy.

Meng Qi could probably grasp their emotions, and he didn't care. He chuckled:

"I was quite regretful that I didn't see my senior brother's Moko Finger in the Martial Monk Academy in the past. Today I made up for it."

He came from afar as a guest. If he didn't want to, no one could force him to compete.

Zhenmiao said seriously:

"Zhen Ben has practiced seven unique skills, and I only have Moko Finger and Yiwei Dujiang. Mr. Su, please."

As the host, he naturally had to let the guest make the first move.

Meng Qi smiled and shook his head:

"Please go ahead, senior brother."

How can a master who is almost in the top ten of the human rankings make the first move during a competition?

Zhen Miao was very competitive, and after a moment's hesitation, he just went with the flow, raised his right hand, and his body was like floating catkins, falling with the wind, and put his two fingers together, pointing at Meng Qi.

This finger suddenly filled Meng Qi's entire vision, the largest, the most, the most powerful, the whizzing finger wind came from every angle, impermanent and uncertain, and the moves were like antelope hanging horns, leaving no trace.

The finger wind continued to accumulate, almost earth-shaking!

He used the outdoor moves at the beginning... Meng Qi smiled, leisurely drew his sword, the sword's momentum was round, embracing the void, and most of the finger wind was thrown directly into it.

As the sword was swung out, Meng Qi's body moved forward with the sword's momentum, as if he had shrunk the earth into an inch, and he immediately passed through the encirclement of the finger wind and approached Zhen Miao, and the roundness dispersed, and the long sword slashed out in the air.

Seeing Meng Qi dodge his special moves, Zhen Miao's face changed slightly, and he pointed his fingers at the blade, trying to resist.

But the knife light was like a lamp in the mortal world, igniting all kinds of desires in his heart, and his desire to win was burning, so he slowed down his attack.

After the "Thunder Blade" broke through the defense, it was directly retracted. Meng Qi said leisurely:

"Good fingering, but it's a pity that the timing is wrong."

The way of fighting is never to use a killer move or a bottom-up move. If the timing is not right, it is easy to be dodged by others and waste effort. Therefore, when Meng Qi and Qing Yu fought, they always fought with swordsmanship. After seizing the flaws and opportunities, they burst out with special moves and seized the chance to win. Therefore, in front of the mountain temple, after Luohun Xiao died, the Flame Demon did not choose the bottom-up move when facing Meng Qi who was rushing towards him, because Meng Qi's body movements were changing like a dream and a demon, and the distance was far, so he was dodged if he was not careful. When he was suppressed by Meng Qi, he could not find a chance to use the special moves.

When Meng Qi first faced An Guoxie, he did not rush to use "Duan Qingjing", but wisely used the illusion technique to deceive first, and then made a move after finding a good opportunity.

Zhen Miao still has too little practical experience, and his special moves are only useful when he wins by force or attacks suddenly...

He was stunned at first, as if he was trapped in a nightmare, and couldn't believe that he was defeated so quickly. When he heard what Meng Qi said, he was slightly relieved, and his expression was thoughtful: "Thank you, Mr. Su, for your advice."

He just wanted to win and forgot the teachings of his teachers and elders. What he learned from books is still shallow.

The expressions of the monks of the Zhen generation were different, all showing disbelief. In just two moves, Brother Zhen Miao was defeated... Did Zhen Ding still open his mind?

At this time, Xuan Kong snorted coldly: "Ananda's sword technique to break the precepts is still using Shaolin magic, what kind of skill is that..."

Meng Qi laughed, strode forward, raised his long sword, and followed the sword's momentum, and arrived in front of Xuan Kong in a breath.

This sword fell very slowly, but it contained countless changes, each change was as fast as an afterimage, as if it blocked every dodge position and every possible response of Xuan Kong!

Xuan Kong's forehead broke out in a layer of cold sweat, as if he was trapped in a terrifying dream that he couldn't get rid of, unable to find a way to escape and parry. When the sword came in front of him, he barely raised his palms, his hands were pale gold, and he slapped the long sword hard and fiercely.

The changes evolved, and the long sword went directly through his palms and fell in front of his forehead. Xuan Kong's legs couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Meng Qi sheathed his sword and laughed:

"Uncle Xuankong, this sword is not a Shaolin magic skill."

His green robe moved slightly, and the long sword on his waist, without looking back, passed Xuankong, and stepped onto the stairs with laughter.

In the past, Xuankong could easily suppress him regardless of his strength and status, but now he can't even take his sword...

Looking at his unrestrained back, the monks of the Zhen generation actually felt yearning and respect.

As soon as he arrived outside the temple gate, Meng Qi saw a gray-robed figure running out, saying in a familiar voice without any unfamiliarity:

"Brother, you are back? Tell me about the battles with the Sword of Guarding Righteousness, the Shocking Hundred Miles, and the Five-Direction Emperor Sword!"

Oh my god, we haven't seen each other for more than two years. Shouldn't normal people have a little estrangement and slowly get familiar with each other? Junior brother is really not a normal person! Meng Qi looked at Zhenhui speechlessly.

Just when Meng Qi went to Shaolin, business buildings had gradually been opened in the Great Jin Dynasty. Shang Yi trusted Qu Jiuniang and other members of the Immortal Treasures very much, and directly gave everyone who opened a business building a projection of falling treasures and money.

At this time, the business building was not completely owned by Shang Yi, but an alliance formed by the various sects and families to join with the mysterious treasures such as the falling treasures and money.

This is Shang Yi's idea of ​​rapidly developing the business building. After all, in the real world where powerful people are betting, no one wants to see a force that affects the balance.

Although the breakthrough of "Dou Mu Yuanjun" and others will affect the balance between good and evil, such a balance will not disrupt the chess game of heaven.

But if Shang Yi really builds a strong business building that dominates the real world, then he will probably become a thorn in the eyes and flesh of many chess players in an instant.

At that time, in order to deal with Shang Yi, it is inevitable to find trouble with Shang's father and mother, Ruan Yushu and even Ruan.

Didn't you see that in the original work, Meng Qi only relied on the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain instead of building his own solid power through the Wanjie Tongzhi Ball?

Shang Yi is actually doing the same thing, using the ability of falling treasures and money to unite many allies that can be united, strengthen his own foundation, and will not let chess players feel obvious crisis. Mastering such a balance, Shang Yi's business building will be like a fish in water in the real world and develop rapidly.

And quickly accumulate wealth, luck and various resources for Shang Yi!

Although the opening of business buildings did not spread all over the two dynasties in an instant, some important cities quietly reproduced a business building with the same decoration.

With the establishment of the business building, the luck and business path gathered on Shang Yi are also increasing continuously. With the evolution of business path, Shang Yi's strength is also improving. He easily crossed the second ladder and reached the seventh level of the outer scene to become a master!

He is in the seventh level of the outer scene. Not only does he have the mysterious means of business, but the ever-changing and mysterious changes brought by the "Free Qiankun Gong" are also not reduced at all!

With such strength, the Dharma image and the law are further integrated, just like the substance, which can slightly affect the external law and have the business field. The effect varies according to one's own skills and attributes, and the range of influence can reach dozens of miles to hundreds of miles depending on the strength.

Moreover, Shang Yi's avenue is perfect, and what he lacks is only accumulation. Once he reaches the ninth level of the outer scene, he can directly enter the realm of the grandmaster and become a master of the half-step Dharma body.

As the business buildings were built one after another, some forces also noticed this newly established business. However, because the business building was connected with the Langya Ruan family, Xijian Pavilion, Huamei Villa and other holy places of the family, those who had ulterior motives just watched and waited, wanting to know who was behind the business building.

However, they did not wait and wait for long. After all, Shang Yi had no intention of hiding anything. In addition, the Dharmakaya-level aura left by the falling treasure money when the Dongyang Villa was opened, everyone knew that the real owner of the business building was the "free Buddhist son" Huai Kong.

And he also had another familiar nickname "the owner of the business building" and "Qian Ke Tong Shen".

However, the world still thought he was just Huai Kong, and did not know his real name Shang Yi.

The only ones who knew Shang Yi's real name were Langya Ruan family, the partners of the Samsara team and the members of the Immortal Trace.

But they all tacitly did not reveal Shang Yi's real name.

This incident also made Shang Yi famous in the martial arts world of Dajin. Not only did Shang Yi's personal strength reach the level of a scene, but the power represented by Shang Yi was connected to the two major Dharmakaya forces of Huamei Villa and Xijian Pavilion and other top martial arts sects.

Such connections and relationships are enough to make most people in the martial arts world wary, and they will not easily find trouble with Shang Yi for a little benefit.

At the same time, Shang Yi has a pivotal position in the martial arts world. No one will despise him because of his age. Instead, they need to be careful of the power represented by Shang Yi.

As for the fact that there will still be people who come to him for this, Shang Yi is not unable to fight with others and show his true strength! (End of this chapter)