The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

The chill wind passed through the cliff, like a bone-scraping steel knife. Even if he changed his thick monk robe and coat, Meng Qi shivered coldly, and had to operate the Shaolin Mind Method to let the internal force flow slowly in the body and disperse. Frosty.

The road to Houshan has three steps and one post, and five steps and one whistle. Even those cliff edges that no one seems to pass through are also guarded by monks, and Meng Qi and Zhenhui and Zhending are arranged in a straight line to Houshan. In front of the narrow road, there are cliff walls on both sides, and there are dense dense forests on the left and right.

"Brother, do you have white bone essence and spider essence in Houshan?" Zhenhui has not yet opened up Dantian. The internal practice is slow to grow and jumps coldly. She is staring at the darkness at the end of the narrow road, where it belongs to Hou. Mountain up.

"Bone Bone Essence? Spider Essence?" Zhen Yong froze for a moment, then turned his eyes to Meng Qi, and it looks like the strange story you told the younger brother.

Meng Qi laughed, and practiced martial arts to cope with the pressures of life and death in the world of reincarnation. This was also his only pleasure: "Since Brother Zhen is said to be a demon, it must be a fairy."

In this regard, he didn't know much about it, so he deliberately proposed that it would never be possible to answer one or two.

Zhenyong also looked at the end of the narrow road in a dreamy way, and said to himself: "How many real monsters have you seen? Since the era of" wonderland ", the monsters have disappeared, at least few of us ordinary people Rarely seen, only occasionally there are rumors about scholars encountering fox demon, master of the town snake spirit, haha, I have never seen it anyway. "

Meng Qi nodded and didn't ask much, because Zhenyong didn't seem to know much.

The long night was long and the wind was getting colder. Zhenhui had found a stone and meditated with her knees. Zhenyong also walked back and forth to dispel the cold.

Because he had been quiet and silent, and there were guardians of the Dharma and Bodhi monks behind him, Meng Qi gradually put his mind on the last step of the eight steps of Dharma Demonstration. Suddenly, a biting cold wind blew through. Meng Qi hit a cold. Trembling, the mind is clear, the flash of aura, all the thoughts are figured out.

After trying to understand the key to the last step of the eight steps of God, Meng Qi could not help but want to practice.

Although Zhenyong "knows" that he has a family of martial arts, Meng Qi is not very used to practicing footwork directly, unless he covers it with a knife, but it is too dynamic and so easy to be found and scolded by those who are patrolling everywhere.

Looking around, Meng Qi covered his stomach to Zhenyongdao: "Brother, my stomach is uncomfortable, so it's convenient. I'm bothering you here."

Zhenyong had several such experiences in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and it was no surprise. He smiled and said, "Come on, if Brother Zhenmao comes over, I will explain it for you."

Meng Qi carried the ring-knife into the forest in front of him in three or two steps. She didn't dare to go too far. She leaned on the side of the cliff and started to practice footwork around a giant tree.

"Eight Steps of God" is subtle and weird. At this time, it is dark at night, making Meng Qi appear like a ghost.

"That's right, really!" After a few laps of practice, Meng Qi nodded with satisfaction and decided to return.

He was about to take a step, and suddenly heard a slight rushing sound coming from the cliff, his spirit was suddenly tense, his heart reached his feet, and he quietly slipped into hiding behind a big tree.

"Luck won't be so memorable! Isn't there a guardian of uncles and brothers in the inner layer? And it's still separated by thick cliffs!" Meng Qidi always felt like a monster.

He peered, and saw beside a slightly red boulder, a large hole cracked in the cliff silently and silently, and a figure came out vigilantly.

The figure fumbled a bit behind the boulder, and the sound of zaza re-emerged, and the stone wall slowly closed.

"The escape channel dug out by the monsters and secrets?" Meng Qi guessed bitterly, a little regretting why he had entered the forest!

He originally thought that there were at most some beasts here, and that it was very cold in winter, and the beasts would not come out to move. It was a foolproof safe place, but no one had encountered such a breaking thing!

The figure turned and ran to the other side of the forest.

At this time, by the dim moonlight, Meng Qi could see the figure's face clearly.

he? Meng Qi was shocked and stunned, almost shouting out of silence, finally biting his lips and holding back.

Those who came out of the back mountain turned out to be true views!

The hopeless assault on himself, suffering from the hopeless revenge!

"Isn't he expelled from the mountain gate long ago?" Meng Qi thought puzzled. At this point, he believed that Xuan Xin had not lied to himself, because the truth that had been handed over in the academy said that he had never seen the truth after that day. Already.

Meng Qi didn't make a shot, and looked at Zhenguan going away, because he claimed that his own strength was not enough to mix things with demons and monsters.

"People have to be a little self-aware, not everyone is the protagonist ..." Meng Qi said in disbelief.

If you rashly open the secret passage, after entering, you are afraid that you will not get the adventures of the monster beast, the monster tribe, etc., but you will be killed directly, swallow the flesh, or become a puppet. After all, the former is only treated as a "protagonist". , And I don't seem to have such an "aura of aura".

He quietly withdrew from the forest and decided to look for someone who can handle the matter. Although he had already made up his mind to return to the vulgar, at least he is still in the Shaolin Temple. If Shaolin is in chaos, he may not be in trouble with the pond fish. .

"Brother Zhending, have you had a bad stomach?" Zhenyong saw Meng Qi's delay before returning, and made a funny joke.

Meng Qi said solemnly: "Brother Zhending, I encountered a strange thing when I was diarrhea, I was afraid to report to the inner teachers and uncles!"

"Ah? Then you are going to release fireworks!" Zhenyong was startled, his eyes rolled around, and he asked Meng Qi to send an emergency signal without asking what was the matter.

Meng Qi's mouth twitched a bit. Brother Zhenyong was enthusiastic, generous, and generous. He was still very slippery at critical moments. He didn't ask anything and tried to stay away.

He didn't care about Zhenyong's careful thinking, but decided to guard him secretly. At this moment, Zhenhui grabbed him in front of him, took out a small bamboo tube from his arms, aimed at the sky, and opened the lid.

For a moment, a red light rose into the sky and exploded into a brilliant scene in midair.

"The younger brother is indeed an action group, so he sent a signal without asking anything ..." Meng Qi wiped his cold sweat, and raised his knife to stand in front of Zhenhui, guarding against possible attacks.

After two or three breaths, Meng Qi had a flower in front of him, and he had seen a handsome but melancholic middle-aged monk. He was wearing a yellow monk robe, wearing a red robe, and holding a string of black beads with Buddha statues in his right hand. .

"Yellow monk robe, red puppet ... Which is the first or elder of this hospital?" Meng Qi opened his mouth and called him, but when he got to his mouth, he shook it. Should he be called Uncle, or Uncle, or Uncle? I don't know each other, this generation is very nerve-wracking.

However, seeing the senior monk of this series come, Meng Qi's heart is somewhat stable.

The middle-aged monk arrived with a dignified face, but after seeing the calm and calm here, his face also eased. When he saw Meng Qi hesitated, guessing what he was struggling with, he smiled slightly: "The old dharma method is mysterious, why just now Send out an emergency firework? "

The Xuanzi generation is already the first or elder? Meng Qi was startled, but he still kept his heart floating, and uttered the rhetoric that he had repeatedly thought about: "Uncle Xuan Bei, my disciples went to the forest over there to see a secret door ..." "

Mysterious expression waved and listened to Meng Qi without any surprise, and said slightly, "You did a good job, you did not make mistakes or concealed. Are you sure that figure was the true view of being expelled from the mountain gate before?"

"The disciple recognizes his appearance, but I don't know if it has been changed by the monster." Meng Qi answered honestly.

When Xuan Bei asked about the location of the secret door and the nearby features, he gave a command: "Wait a minute, you follow Xuanchi back to the monk's monastery, and the matter here is left to the old man."

"Yes, Uncle Xuanbei." Meng Qi was reluctant to leave here, and now he was always worried that monsters would come out in the darkness nearby.

Xuanbei's foot remained unmoved, suddenly disappearing in the place, flashing on the edge of the forest, a chanting sound of Zen chanting faintly around his body, a bit of Buddha light flashing, solemn and sacred, transcending ordinaryness, like the Arhat Buddha came.

"Is this the strength to approach the peak of the outside scene ..." Really muttering to himself, watching Xuan Bei disappearing.

Meng Qi looked at it suddenly, "Brother Zhenyong, do you know this uncle?"

Zhenyong returned to God with a sense of authenticity: "Except for the mysterious and mysterious sorrows and other uncles that I often see, I don't recognize other uncles, but this uncle of" Xuan Bei "is very famous. I heard Brother Chang often said. "

Really, the first of the three disciples? Meng Qi knows how often he is, and he is said to be a little bit better than Zhen Miao and the Original.

Zhenyong continued: "Uncle Xuanbei was a top master in the world. His nickname was" Seven Masters ", but he suffered a terrible disaster and was destroyed by people. Although he eventually avenged revenge, the other party has a deep background. A master-level figure came to take him. He was already frustrated, and when it was promoted by this, he entered my Shaolin, devoted himself to the Buddhist gate, broke the dust, and turned the ancient Buddha into a green lantern. "

"Because of his outstanding talents and another heart toward the Buddha, he was valued by the abbot master, and his disciples accepted him. He made an exception and made him a legend. He learned that he was also extraordinary. He made a breakthrough in a short time and entered the ranks of the Grand Master. Later, it became the first monk to enter the outdoor scene in the Xuanzi generation, only one step away from the peak. "

"This kind of character is always full of legends ..." Meng Qi thought quietly, and Zhenhui listened with interest.

After that, Miao Miao and others rushed over, and there were many monks in Huang Yi who Meng Qi didn't know, and the three were led back to the monk's house by Xuanchi.

In the early morning of the next day, just when Meng Qi was going to go out and learn the results of the incident (because of the guarding Houshan the day before yesterday, he did n’t have to get up early to pick up water), the door was pushed open, and the vulgar-looking monk Xuankong came in Behind, dejected Zhenyong.

"Yesterday your discovery failed a conspiracy of the Houshan Demon. The Bodhi Temple will reward you, but it is estimated that it will be a few days later." Xuan Kongpi smiled and said with a smile, "But you must guard During the Tao, leaving the post without permission, the Disciplinary Court will have to punish you, and in combination with this merit, you will be punished to face the wall of the Zen room for three days. "

Just three days? Meng Qi made a sigh, and was not attentive to this punishment, because it was too light, just to calm down and polish the inner strength.

He is looking forward to the reward of Bodhi Temple. Will it be one of the seventy-two stunts?

Three days later, Meng Qi used the dinner provided to complete the wall, and opened the door with ease and joy.

"Um, little master, why aren't you happy?" Meng Qi met Zhenhui who came back when she went out.

Zhenhui said angrily: "Uncle Shi and Uncle came to pick the disciples today, Brother, but you were punished and couldn't get out."

Meng Qi's face became gloomy at once, the original purpose was this!

Is it because of the previous disrespect, or the true brother in the Discipline?

He squinted his eyes and said to Zhenhui calmly, "Let's go to the Wuwu Hall."

Although Meng Qi didn't want to worship too much, it would be difficult to leave Shaolin in that way, but in the face of this situation, he would still not be happy.

As soon as the words fell, Meng Qi suddenly saw two lines of words on the thin snow in the courtyard:

"The second cycle begins!"

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