The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Fantasy? Dream? The experience of rivers and lakes, which Meng Qi has been able to call old, did not let shock and linger. The thinking ability was instantly restored, and several guesses came to mind.

His appearance is impassive, the golden giant Buddha suppresses the Yuanshen, and the eyebrows are secretly pinching the yuansongs. They are the nemesis of the illusion and confusion of the world, and one of the sources similar to martial arts. I did not enter the room, and I was confident that I could see the unrealities of all the illusions and dreams below the body!

With a glance of glazed golden light in both eyes, the hazy veil between heaven and earth disappeared, everything became clear, but nothing changed.

The knight in white who squatted at the square table and picked up chopsticks only felt that the mature and elegant blue shirt man in front of him exuded a little vagueness, as if he couldn't figure out the soul. Temperament, it is right to have frosty horns or silver wires!

Seeing that Meng Qi did not respond, he turned his thoughts and realized that he wiped the chopsticks on his placket before passing it respectfully and charmingly, "Senior, I have wiped it clean."

"Chong brother? What are you doing?" The girl with a rosy face was completely unable to understand her behavior and shouted in a voice.

How could the young heroes who should have stood up to the ground be so humble?

The handsome young man was slightly shocked, but when he turned back, he was a serious look: "Qing Mei, this predecessor is handsome and handsome, let me admire at first sight, hey, today, there are many younger generations fighting With strong strength, chaotic world, no respect for the old generations, no sense of chivalry, it is shameless, how can I be the same? They must have eaten more salt than we have eaten rice. Listen to their teachings for your own benefit. You are also a father and mother, and you have the father and the mother. Know the role of respect for the elderly. "

The more he said, the more righteous he was, and he made a sound.

The eyes of the girl with a beautiful face are flowing, and there is a bright star shining inside: "Chong brother, there are few people in the world like you who respect the old, respectful, humble, and brave, and I am not mistaken for you!"

Admiration seems to be deepening.

The handsome young man quietly exhaled and turned his head. Looking at the senior sitting calmly, respectfully put the chopsticks on the table.

What he didn't know was that the predecessors of "mature and elegant" temperament were crazy:

"Crouch! Don't you meet a strong man who can go back in time?"

It is neither a fantasy nor a dream. The words "back in time" sprang up in Meng Qi's mind of "senior master".

He looked indifferently at the handsome young man. Only the first-class master's blood, muscles, skin, bones, strength clothes, Yuanshen, and storage bags are clearly presented in his own lake. Even the **** little urn can't escape the eye, but there are no items related to Zhouguang .

This matter is very strange, observe it more ... Meng Qi did not dare to rush into the other party's memory fragments, fearing that it would cause uncontrollable changes, so he still behaved like a master, brushing chopsticks:

"In today's world, there are not many children who know how to be polite like you."

The handsome young man was overjoyed. Archway said: "The younger Nangong Chong, the Dinghu people, this is the younger fiancee Du Qingqing. I heard that haunting near the ancient temple Lanruo Temple in Buddhism, I came to cut monsters and remove demons, I don't know what the seniors called?"

Hearing the words of fiancee, Du Qingqing's white and smooth face was flushed with faintness and coquettishness and joy.

At this moment, Zuo Ling Sun Jun smiled and asked, "Haunting Lan Ruo Temple?"

I happened to be inquiring about Lan Ruo Temple. I would rather meet by chance.

Meng Qi's blue shirt was slightly darker, facing the window. It looks deep and simple, and glances at Zuo Shi without emotion. Secretly thought: He really "does not remember" what was just attacked.

"Back to my predecessor, a few years ago, the monks at Lan Ruo Temple mysteriously died one after another, turning the vicinity into a ghost land. Fortunately, the little heavenly master passed by, clearing away the ghost atmosphere and returning to nearby Qingning, so Lan Ruo Temple became a stop for pedestrians. However, during this period of time, travelers from time to time burst into the temple, and there are many dead bodies. "Nangong Chong said from beginning to end," Dinghu Lake is closer, so after hearing this, the junior volunteers came forward to get rid of ghosts. "

Zuo asked a few more specific situations, and Nangong Chong gave detailed answers, so that he and Meng Qi had a general understanding of the situation of Lan Ruo Temple.

Because of his abundant good deeds and not afraid of mission failure, Meng Qi's interest in the matter just far outweighed the old demon in Montenegro, so he slowly got up and lost his hand: "We are Cangtianzong who just happened to go to Lanruo Temple. If you want to follow Follow it. "

"Yes, senior!" Nangong greeted his face with joy, pulling Du Qingqing and following Meng Qi to Lan Ruo Temple.

Out of the city, flying in midair, Nangong Chong still maintained a respectful attitude, from time to time looking at the deep blue shadow in front of him, showing a bit of doubtful expression.

"You can do this at your age. It's really good. I don't know who is the elder in the family?" Meng Qi asked casually.

Du Qingqing interjected: "The junior was the sister-in-law of the Du Family in Jianzhou. He was cultivated by his parents when he was a child. It is not worthy of his predecessors to enter the scene at this age. Instead, he was born to an ordinary family in Dinghu. The bandit plundered and became a beggar, but he did not want to be too aggressive and did not give up. He changed from a beggar to a lieutenant and was promoted from the lieutenant to a dart master. In the end, he was rewarded for his diligence, and had an adventure.

"He has repeatedly encountered calamities, and can always turn the danger into danger. He can often accomplish things that the world feels impossible to accomplish. It is the leader of this generation of peers and always has a sense of chivalry ..."

If she has a bright face, she is trying to say good things to the lovers in front of her predecessors. At that time, the extraordinary temperament man can't accept his brother as a disciple, or give him magical powers or treasures.

You can always save yourself from danger ... Meng Qi seized the point and smiled slightly: "The old man hasn't followed the rivers and lakes for years, but I don't know such talents."

"Predecessors are ridiculous." When Nangong Chong heard the word "he hasn't followed the rivers and lakes for many years," the doubts in his eyes were relieved.

He was waiting to continue to approach, a run-down temple in front of them appeared in front of several people.

The temple is located in the mountains, which just chokes the north-south access road. It is surrounded by dense forests, with roots knotted, lush foliage, connected into one piece, which shields the sun, and the forest looks dark and cold even before the sun goes down.

When the four arrived at the temple, they heard the crows of crickets in their ears, and saw the yellow wall covered with vines, the leaves were not cleaned, the wind was blowing, and they were all messy.

Above the half-broken gate, there is a half-suspended and half-dropped plaque, which obliquely informs the world that this place is "Lan Ruo Temple".

Meng Qi does not need to deliberately sense, he can perceive a gloomy meaning, with a smile on his mouth and a negative hand, he just steps on a leaf without stepping on them or breaking them.

Pushing open the temple door, through the square full of bird droppings, Nangongchong and Du Qingqing entered the hall with traces of fire with Meng Qi.

Freehand stepping over the threshold, Meng Qi stepped into the hall, and saw a rough and powerful man standing in front of him. He was imposing, with a sense of rock, and carrying a broad sword, looking mighty and majestic.

The eyes of the two people came into contact with each other. The rough and powerful man only felt the eyes of the person opposite him as if he had a world hidden in it. He could not see any emotions at all, and he felt suddenly for a long time.

Meng Qi seems to have known someone in the temple for a long time. His eyes retracted, he moved to one side leisurely, and his sleeves swept away. He "scanned" an area and sat down casually: "Since being haunted, why do you stay?"

"I'm here to get rid of ghosts."

Nangong glanced at him, dragged Du Qingqing to Meng Qi and sat down, whispering: "Sister Qing, if your brother didn't admit wrong, he should be the hero Yan Chixia Yan."

Du Qingqing heard the words for a moment, and cast his gaze on the tyrannical hero, and looked up and down, especially the broad sword. After that, he retracted his gaze and said sincerely, "Chong brother, you are really insightful and seem to know everything"

"At least I don't know who this senior is?" Nangong said with a bitter smile.

At this moment, the sun was gradually setting, and footsteps came, stumbled.

After a short while, they saw a handsome scholar with a backpack on his back.

"Lan Ruo Temple is haunted, it is best not to stay." Yan Chixia couldn't help but looked at Meng Qi when she spoke.

The student Junxiu gasped, "It's getting dark, it's getting late, and it's more dangerous outside!"

"Under, under, Ning Caichen."

With a cry, a cold wind blew through, like a swirl. (To be continued) 2k novel reading network