The heavens begin from Pingyang City

The land of the Western Region.

Perhaps it was because the outline of "Tathagata Palm" had not yet been released, so Meng Qi searched around but found no trace.

Then, he came to the entrance of the Immortal Trail in the Western Region, put on the mask of 'Yuanshi Tianzun', and entered the Immortal Trail, wanting to ask about the organization's plans.

When he arrived at Biyou Palace, Meng Qi couldn't help but be stunned by the scene in front of him.

I saw two figures standing at the door of Xianji, seeming to be talking about something.

A figure wears the mask of Lingbao Tianzun, and his aqua blue robes flutter in the wind, as if he is at one with heaven and earth.

Another figure wears the mask of a moral god and a yin-yang Taoist robe, like the source of the great road and the foundation of the world.

When the two stand together, there is a sense of harmony, as if two ancient gods are present in the world.

If we add Meng Qi, the ‘Yuanshi Celestial Lord’, the three ancient Celestial Beings will be complete!

After coming back to his senses, Meng Qi hurriedly landed in front of Biyou Palace and hurried forward to greet him.

‘Lingbao Tianzun’ Chonghe Taoist understood the relationship between Jiang Yao and Meng Qi, smiled and praised Meng Qi a few words, and then left here.

"good."

Looking at Meng Qi, Jiang Yao said in a gentle tone: "In less than a year, you have already passed the first level of the ladder. Your cultivation speed is almost catching up with mine."

Meng Qi was speechless when he heard Jiang Yao's words. Are you praising me or yourself?

After turning his thoughts around, Meng Qi said with joy: "Brother Jiang, are you here for the general outline of "Tathagata Palm"?"

"Um."

Jiang Yao nodded and said: "How can you miss such a peerless magical power? Moreover, I am afraid there will be interesting things happening in this battle for the divine palm."

"Interesting things?"

Meng Qi was stunned. Is there anything more interesting than obtaining the "Tathagata Divine Palm", a peerless magical skill?

"You'll know then."

Jiang Yao didn't explain, and changed the topic: "I'm afraid Abbot Kongwen will come by then."

"Um."

Meng Qi nodded. As the abbot of Shaolin, how could he not come when the general outline of "Tathagata Palm" was released?

Thinking of this, Meng Qi only felt confident in his heart. With three Dharmakaya-level bosses here, the general outline of "Tathagata Divine Palm" could not be better than mine.

"correct."

Jiang Yao's heart moved. In Meng Qi's dull eyes, he waved his hand and a pile of golden crystals appeared in front of him.

"Relic?"

Looking at the familiar crystals in front of him that exuded a Zen spirit and contained Buddha's light, Meng Qi couldn't help but be stunned: "So many?"

As an authentic Shaolin disciple, Meng Qi was naturally familiar with relics, but the pile in front of him was too much.

And the Buddha's light emitting from it is at least higher than that of outdoor scenes, and there are even a lot of them at the master level.

He subconsciously looked at Jiang Yao: "Brother Jiang, where did you get so many relics?"

This quantity, this quality.

Even if the Shaolin clan is wiped out, I'm afraid they won't be able to gather so many relics, right?

Unless all the relics of Shaolin’s past dynasties are taken out!

"Experienced a special world of reincarnation, Buddhism inside"

Looking at Meng Qi's expression, Jiang Yao casually adapted what happened: "These are what they left behind when they reached nirvana. I don't practice Buddhist martial arts, so I just need to leave a few to understand the principles. The rest I’ll give it to you.”

"The Dharma principles contained in these relics may be different from what we practice, but the understanding of Buddhism is the same. It may allow you to draw parallels and gain a deeper understanding of Buddhism. It can also help you practice Buddhist martial arts and practice yourself faster. He has practiced Buddhist martial arts to great perfection."

Apart from leaving the ancient Qingchan Buddha and the Buddha's relics to understand the Dharma principles and open up the world of acupoints, the remaining ordinary relics were of no use to Jiang Yao, so he gave them to Meng Qi. It can be considered as waste.

"this"

Looking at the pile of relics in front of him, Meng Qi was both happy and confused.

Fortunately, these relics are indeed very useful for me to understand Buddhism and practice Buddhist martial arts. They can quickly improve my strength and have a greater chance of getting rid of Ananda's control.

But what makes Meng Qi tangled is that he is really afraid that if he continues to understand so many relics, he will directly realize the enlightenment, lose all the four elements, and become a real eminent monk, then it will be over.

After a long time, Meng Qi gritted his teeth and accepted the relics as the temptation of increasing strength was still strong.

Later, Meng Qi talked about the Shura Temple in the Western Regions and the migration of ordinary people from the Snow Mountain Sect, as well as the rising Buddha's light.

"Don't worry."

Jiang Yao smiled and said: "How can the "Tathagata Divine Palm" be an ordinary thing? When it was born, it must have been earth-shattering, and there must be a destined person. We can just wait for it when the time comes."

As he spoke, Jiang Yao's eyes flashed with light, and the fighting spirit in his heart boiled slightly.

"Um."

Meng Qi nodded, he also understood this. Looking at Jiang Yao's figure, he felt very relieved.

The land of the vast sea is vast and sparsely populated, with not a single human being visible for hundreds of miles.

But in this windy and sandy place, there is a half-built dusty Buddhist temple.

Inside the Buddhist temple, two monks were busy building walls with Gobi rocks.

One of the two monks was wearing gray robes, and the other was wearing white clothes. Although they were in the painful wind and sand, they were both fresh and clean, especially the latter, who felt spotless.

"Senior Brother Hongneng, is this your last Buddhist temple?"

The monk dressed in white flicked his hand, and the rock fragments swished down and turned into large bricks.

He was less than twenty, a handsome young monk, a bit dull, but always smiling and seemed to be in a good mood.

Monk Hongneng from Lanke Temple laughed and said: "The Buddhist temple is in my heart and will never be completed. After returning to the temple, the poor monk has to make great vows in front of the Buddha."

Looking at the ignorant eyes of the little monk in white, Hongneng did not continue the topic and said instead: "Junior brother Zhenhui, why did you enter the vast sea again? This place has been very dangerous recently."

Zhenhui smiled and said, "I heard that senior brother has recently come to the Western Region. I happened to be traveling down the mountain, so I came over."

He did not call himself a poor monk and had no sense of being a monk.

Having said this, Zhenhui scratched his bald head: "I also heard that the area around Yuhai Tanhan is very dangerous recently, so I plan to stay with you, Senior Brother Hongneng, for a while, and then go to Senior Brother after the matter is resolved."

As he spoke, he looked at the sky with bright eyes, thinking to himself: "I wonder if it will be like the story my senior brother told me, where the Palm of the Tathagata fell directly from the sky and fell into my arms!"

Sea of ​​fish.

At this time, all the ordinary people in the Land of Fish and Sea have been moved away by Shura Temple and Snow Mountain Sect, and the rest are basically on the outside.

On the street, two figures strolled forward, one in a mysterious robe and the other in white. They were Jiang Yao and Meng Qi.

After looking at Meng Qi for a while, Jiang Yao smiled and said, "Junior Brother Zhending, you look quite uncomfortable with this outfit, but the monk's robe is pleasing to the eye."

Hearing Jiang Yao's words, Meng Qi's complacent expression couldn't help but froze, and then said unintentionally: "Wearing a monk's robe is too conspicuous here. I think it is better to dress up like this, so as not to alert others."

"Yeah?"

"Um."

Meng Qi nodded fiercely, indicating that this was just a disguise for the overall situation.

Then, he quickly changed the subject and said: "Brother Jiang, do you think there is a high possibility that the general outline of "Tathagata Palm" will appear in this land of fish and sea?"

"Um."

Jiang Yao took a look around and said: "Based on the locations where the Buddha's light rose in several places, I infer that a Buddhist barrier with the Buddhist 'Twelve Causes and Conditions' as the core should be laid here, and the land of fish and sea is here I am very confident that the core of the Dao barrier, the actual location of the general outline of "Tathagata Divine Palm" is here, but it has not yet reached the time of birth!"

"That's it!"

Meng Qi nodded. As a Buddhist, he also had these insights.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded: "Why are you still in Yuhai? Aren't you afraid that Shura Temple will cause trouble for you?"

The two of them did not turn around, but they had already spotted the woman not far away.

She has a cold temperament, holds a short sword unique to the Snow Mountain Sect, and has a blue crystal on the back of her hand. She is Xue Lengzhao, the female disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect whom Meng Qi has met before.

Jiang Yao looked at Meng Qi, then at the woman with an proud figure not far away. He said nothing, with a look of interest in his eyes.

Feeling Jiang Yao's appraising gaze, Meng Qi quickly said to the female disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect: "Now that the Buddha's light is rising everywhere, Shura Temple may not have time to trouble me, and I am not a soft persimmon."

"Then why don't you go to the location of Buddha's Light? Aren't you here for the Palm of the Tathagata?"

With that said, Xue Lengzhao flew in front of the two of them, and casually looked at the young man in black robe next to him. An inexplicable feeling came to his mind, and he subconsciously ignored it, and then turned his attention to Meng Qi.

Xue Lengzhao had a particularly fresh memory of this man who was clearly dressed as a swordsman in white, but his strikes were filled with the light of the sun and the Buddha. When he saw him appearing, he subconsciously reminded him.

"You didn't go too, didn't you?"

Meng Qi said casually.

While the two were talking, Jiang Yao's heart moved and he looked to the side with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

After a moment, a low laugh suddenly sounded: "Haha, Zhao'er, long time no see, I didn't expect you to have other hobbies!"

Hearing this voice, Xue Lengzhao suddenly shuddered, and could not keep the coldness on his face, showing a look of extreme horror, as if he had encountered the most terrifying demon.

Seeing her expression, Meng Qi turned his head curiously and saw a monk in white walking through the air.

He has handsome features and a spotless body. There is a bit of fatigue and melancholy between his brows. With every step he takes, a red lotus blooms.

‘Fuck.’

Seeing the figure of the white-robed monk in front of him, Meng Qi was furious and dared to pirate his Xiao Meng's painting style.

At the same time, sensing the monk's aura, Meng Qi's eyes showed a hint of disgust, and he became even more angry that the monk had the same style of painting as he once did.

Seeing Xue Lengzhao's expression, and recalling the records of information about the major forces in the arena in his mind, Meng Qi also understood the identity of the visitor.

The ten sweethearts of Huanxi Temple are top masters.

Huanxi Temple is one of the Nine Paths of Evil, and you know what it is just by the name.

Xue Lengzhao, who was still in the awakening stage at that time, was poisoned by his ten sweethearts. Although he was rescued, his foundation was greatly damaged, so that he has not yet reached the first level of the ladder.

Meng Qi was most disgusted by such a lewd monk, not to mention that he was dressed the same as Xiao Meng before.

He glanced at Jiang Yao and it was clear that he wanted him to take action.

Seeing Meng Qi's eyes, Jiang Yao nodded.

Seeing this, Meng Qi glanced at the person who came and said indifferently: "What kind of perverted monk dares to slander someone?"

Hearing Meng Qi's words, Ten Sweethearts was stunned. Is this a fool?

A first-class warrior who has not yet reached the first level of the ladder dares to speak like this to his supreme master.

Meng Qi's attire shows that he is a first-rate warrior who has not yet reached the first level of the ladder.

Thinking about it, Master Ten Hearts subconsciously glanced at the young man in black robe next to him, and suddenly his expression changed drastically.

This is?

Why did I subconsciously ignore him just now?

But before he could react, he suddenly discovered to his horror that he couldn't move, as if he were an insect solidified in amber.

The next moment, Meng Qi was heard saying calmly: "It doesn't matter, he's just an unknown lewd monk."

Before he finished speaking, a flash of sword light lit up, like the sun or Buddha, emitting endless light and heat.

It's clearly the light of a sword, but it gives people the feeling of a Buddha glaring with anger.

Facing the incoming sword light, the Ten Sweethearts looked extremely frightened.

But his body seemed to be frozen. He couldn't even move, let alone move his skills, and he could only watch the sword light falling.

He subconsciously focused his gaze on the mysterious figure in the distance, it's you!

With the sword light approaching, the Ten Sweethearts stared angrily, showing unprecedented regret.

boom

The sword light swept across, and two pieces of charred corpses fell to the ground, causing a burst of dust.

Xue Lengzhao beside him stared at this scene blankly, as if in a dream.

The nightmare that had woken him up in his sleep for many years died just like that? So casual? So simple?

She subconsciously looked at the swordsman in white who slowly retracted his sword in the distance.

Jiang Yao next to him raised his fingers slightly, the clouds dispersed, and the sun shone down on Meng Qi's body, making him look like a fairy or a saint.

At this time, Meng Qi was posing and said indifferently: "What a weak and perverted monk!"

boom

These words were like a thunderclap in Xue Lengzhao's heart, instantly dispersing all the shadows in her heart.

The demon that he thought he could not defeat was actually not even worthy of a name in the eyes of others, so he was killed casually, just like killing a chicken.

It turns out this demon is not that powerful after all!

It turns out he is not invincible!

From now on, there will be no sweetheart in the world!

From then on, all the past was buried!

Unknowingly, Xue Lengzhao had tears streaming down his face.

Meng Qi, who was next to him, was still posing, feeling very upset.

He actually killed a top master with one sword. It seems that he is quite qualified to be a swordsman!

Of course, Meng Qi also understood that this top expert did not dodge and did not even defend himself. Brother Jiang must have taken action secretly.

However, at least Meng Qi felt that his performance just now was definitely enough!

What's more important is that his last words were particularly classy, ​​and he showed himself to be a saint in front of the Snow Mountain Sect's outdoor scenes!

This feels so good!

By the way, there are also trophies. A top expert with many years of experience will definitely have a lot of trophies.

Thinking about it, Meng Qi fell into a dilemma. His current style of painting seemed not suitable for picking up trophies.

After a while, the greedy character still defeated Hua Feng. Meng Qi waved his hand, and the well-preserved cloth bag on the ten sweethearts fell into his hands.

As soon as he opened it, the corners of Meng Qi's mouth twitched slightly, because most of them were women's clothes, and some were stained with filth.

‘This perverted monk! ’

Seeing this scene, Meng Qi suddenly became furious and wanted to kill him again.

After a while, Meng Qi glanced at the clothes, preparing to destroy them all later when he found an opportunity.

Then, he waved, and a red and white bead appeared in his hand.

The moment he touched the beads, scenes of lustful visions suddenly appeared in Meng Qi's mind.