The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Meng Qi was frightened and furious, struggling a bit, but his strength was not small. Although he was moved, he still held Meng Qi firmly, and the strength of his hands did not weaken.

After struggling in the beginning, Meng Qi suddenly found that although his breathing was difficult, he was far from suffocating. His real hands seemed to be "trapped" by his muscles and skin, making it difficult to effectively stop breathing.

Yeah, I'll be an "iron cloth shirt"! Meng Qi flashed the thought in his slightly dizzy head.

Since it was not practiced by himself, in a moment of crisis, he actually forgot that he would be an "iron cloth shirt"!

The "iron cloth shirt" itself does not increase the strength.

Knowing that he was not in danger, Meng Qi gradually stabilized his flustered mood, and Dan Tian was driven by Dan Tian, ​​and a warm current rose slowly.

When the internal force was working, Meng Qi's hands on the waist and abdomen worked hard to lift the true view directly and slammed into the wall.

Zhenguan swayed, but struggled to get up, his eyes were red, and his mouth kept yelling "killing you" and "robbing me of the opportunity to enter the monk's monastery", and rushed towards Meng Qi frantically.

"Crazy!" Meng Qi already stood on the Tongpu at this time, furious, not dodging, taking a step forward, and the habitual "black tiger heart" hit the chest of True View .

But Zhen Guan's waving hands hit Meng Qi, but it seemed to tickle him.

Bang, Zhenguan bumped against the wall again, making a dull noise.

He covered his chest with his right hand, struggling to stand up, but Meng Qi's fist was almost exhausted, no matter how hard he tried, his body was painful and weak, how could he stand up!

"Kill, kill you!"

"You gangs of cattle, deceiving bald donkeys!"

"I want revenge, I want revenge ..."

He murmured madly, his tears flowing.

At this point, both Zhenguan and Zhenhui have been awakened, watching this scene blankly and stupidly.

Meng Qi saw the disappointment and madness that true conception ca n’t wait to eat his own flesh and blood, thinking that if he had n’t exchanged the “iron cloth shirt” in the “reincarnation world”, he was afraid that he would have died, and suddenly he was furious and jumped out of the shop. Waving his fist will hit the true view.

Alas, Meng Qi's fist failed to hit Zhenguan, but hit a yellow cloth that suddenly appeared, weak and weak, making a soft sound.

"Stop!" Xuan Xin rolled up his sleeves and sighed.

Meng Qi did not lose his mind. When he saw Xuan Xin appearing, he shouted immediately, "Uncle Xuan Xin, the truth is crazy! He wants to kill me!"

The True View also stared at Meng Qi and Xuan Xin fiercely, and kept saying "kill you" and other words.

Xuan Xin looked at Zhenguan in annoyance and put aside his lips and said, "Who can you kill like this?"

He walked a few steps, took a kick, and kicked him out of sight for a moment, speechless.

"What to see? Haven't rolled back to sleep yet! Do you want to use an iron bucket to carry water tomorrow?" Xuan Xin roared at the door of the monk who appeared at the door, and awakened to see the lively people blast back.

"This bunch of waste!" Xuan Xin turned to himself and said, the true look on Tongpu became more gloomy.

After speaking, Xuanxin looked at Meng Qi, and his miracle changed from an angry to a smile in one second: "Ning Zhenshi, what do you think about this matter?"

Meng Qi is also a person with considerable social experience, and his anger has been vented, and he has not been substantially harmed, so he took a look at the truth and said, "Everything is handled by Master, but he has lost his heart, Changing people, I am afraid that a murder has already been committed. "

Xuan Xin coughed and motioned to Zhenhui to close the door of the Zen room.

Zhenhui watched Xuanxin kicking the real view before, as if the story of the rivers and lakes was performed in front of him, and was a bit excited. At this moment, he jumped out of the shop, kicked and ran to the door, closed the door, and then He continued to stare at Xuanxin and Meng Qi with a pair of eyes.

"After all, this is our incident at the academy. It makes everyone know that it is not beautiful. Why not, Master and I will find another reason tomorrow to drive out the true view from Shaolin." Xuanxin said with a smile.

Meng Qi understood it. If the matter was troubled and he was taken over by the Disciplinary Academy, the deacon monk in charge of the academy would have to bear some responsibilities.

Just as Meng Qi was thinking about whether to take this opportunity to have a good relationship with Xuan Xin, so that he could act in the future, the door was pushed open, and a monk in yellow came in with a string of brown-red beads in his right hand.

"Brother Xuanxin, if it weren't for my brother I happened to be patrolling nearby and heard the movement, you're afraid to hide it." This discipline monk is probably in his early thirties, his eyes are long and slender, and it is quite vicious. Zhengpi smiled to Xuanxin without smiling.

Xuanxin's face changed a few times, and he quickly greeted him with a smile. "I don't want to trouble you, Brother Xuankong? What are you doing?"

He took something out of his arms and shoved it into Xuankong's hand.

Xuankong looked at it, and smiled a little more warmly: "No one was killed and no one was injured. It is a small matter, but this lunatic can't stay."

"Don't worry, I won't make it difficult for you, Brother." Xuan Xin patted his chest and promised.

Meng Qi was stunned. It turned out that this monk's temple was not a clean place, at least the mixed service courtyard was not.

Xuan Kong looked at the truth that he was struggling to stand up, and then turned to look at Meng Qi: "This nephew, so good at practicing kung fu."

Meng Qi touched his neck subconsciously, and felt a few deep finger marks. His thoughts fluttered in his mind, and he considered the tone of voice: "Return to Master Xuankong, disciples have contacted a lot of family martial arts before leaving the house. On weekdays, After doing the sundry things in it, I will do nothing when I'm idle. "

"Hey, don't be nervous, I know it all," Xuankong said slightly mockingly. "If it weren't for this relationship, how would Xijiange and the successors of the Zhenwu faction speak for you? Would they be able to move their teeth sharply? "

It turned out that they thought this way ... Meng Qi felt relieved quietly. Although he could not rule out that he could talk and made the two successors really satisfied, this explanation was more acceptable and covered up with Zhang Yuanshan and Jiang Yanwei. Real relationship.

Xuan Kong's mouth angled up, and he smiled and said, "But my Shaolin apprentice never looks at the origin of the disciple. If you make a mistake and hit my commandment court, I will not be merciful. Oh, I and Xuan Brother Bitter makes good friends, and his attitude is my attitude. "

After speaking, he turned and walked outside, leaving a sentence lightly: "Master Xuanxin, remember to deal with it."

"Fuck, this group of turtle grandsons in the Commandment Academy can't see others being insulted in front of them!" When Xuankong left, a bit of vulgar temperament cursed with sorrow and distress, without any consciousness of verbal abuse, " Really, did you talk back to them? "

Meng Qi poked his lips: "If I sit upright, will I still be afraid of them?"

"Well, that's the attitude. They hate this attitude the most." Xuan Xin glanced up and down at Meng Qi. "Only people like you who are born in a noble way and not afraid of having no back road can be so stiff. I said, in the end Which one? "

how could I know! Meng Qi pretended to be inscrutable: "The troubles are gone, the red dust is far away, no matter which one, it has nothing to do with the little monk."

Xuanxin spit, completely distrusting Meng Qi's remarks. During this time, he also found that Zhending was quite precocious, and his speech and behavior were not like children, so he stopped asking questions and looked at Zhenguan and sighed:

"It ’s pathetic to see the truth. Being born in Shang Jia ’s house is not a worry, but when the family went on business, they encountered 72 cruel bandits of He Lianshan. Without surviving, he became a master. The orphan, he later joined me in Shaolin for revenge, but he was sent to our mixed service hospital where he hated the bitterness.

"Since Brother Zhenguan is not accepted as an apprentice for this reason, why give him a glimmer of hope?" Meng Qi frowned.

"Hey, Xuan Su is such a person. He left the true view, and wanted to resolve the hatred in the true view by the Buddhist scriptures in the temple, to eliminate a period of killing, Amitabha, and the Dharma is boundless." It's ironic.

"Oh, why didn't he personally persuade the 72 bandits to put down their butcher knives and stand on the ground?" Meng Qiluo said angrily.

Xuan Xinxi said, "It also requires him to fight."

He turned to look at Zhenguan who calmed down slowly: "Hey, Master Guanguan, you can go down the mountain tomorrow, hurry up to find other factions, and maybe have the opportunity to practice deep martial arts."

"Down the mountain?" After hearing this word, Zhenguan suddenly sobered up, covered his face with his hands, and whispered in pain. "Daddy, mother, filial piety! Baby filial piety! Five years later, I haven't been able to beat a thief ... "

Meng Qi sighed, and did not stop Xuan Xin from letting Zhenguan go down the mountain. He had no hope of staying here.

This further strengthened Meng Qi's determination to learn martial arts, and Mo Yao would not even have the ability to avenge others in the future.

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"You guys?" Zhende and others standing in the ranks of the new monk saw in astonishment that Meng Qi and Zhenhui appeared in front of the team.

Did n’t you say that no one became a monk for a long time?

Can the slippery kid and the fool be a monk?

This makes them proud of the monk's house, and they subconsciously reject Meng Qi.

Seeing their expressions, Meng Qi laughed secretly in her belly, and wanted to say aloud, and Hu Hansan returned.

Xuanchi looked at the monks who entered the temple in the past year and said to Meng Qi and Zhenhui: "From today on, you follow them to learn martial arts, and it is wonderful to teach monks."

How wonderful? Meng Qi looked at the young monk next to Sven, was he? The same is the true character generation, and he is still a monk with gas forging, and he has become a monk!

Zhen Miao wore a yellow monk's clothing, which looks like Sven, but she stood there, but she felt a little bit of Yue Yuanyuan.

He nodded without a smile: "You go to the end of the line."

Meng Qi and Zhenhui had no opinion, and quickly found a place to stand.

"Today is still practicing Luohan Boxing, I will also demonstrate it, and I must see it clearly." After sending Xuanzhi away, it was wonderful to watch the Xuanchi leave with his right hand.

"Practice this style first. To practice martial arts, you must have a solid foundation and don't be too greedy to advance." Really instructed the monks to practice boxing.

Both Meng Qi and Zhenhui have learned Luo Han Boxing for several months, and they can still keep up with the progress, so they punched again and again, from the first to the eighteenth, gradually, sweating like rain.

"Stop!" Suddenly, Miao Qi came to Meng Qi and looked at him sternly. "There are many irregularities in your Luohan Boxing. How do you usually practice it? Now you haven't reached the stage where you can do whatever you want. Loss of regularity will bury hidden dangers! "

Meng Qi knew that his Luohan Boxing relied on reading the boxing spectrum, and Zhenyong's occasional pointing, there must be many problems, so he sincerely said: "The little monk is practicing according to the boxing chart, and he also asked his brother for guidance."

"You might as well not practice like this, it takes more effort to change back." Frowning really, frowning, looking sideways, "Zhende, come out and practice with him to let him know the irregularity What ’s wrong with your moves. "2k novel reading network