The Supreme Being

Meng Qi suddenly turned over and sat up, gasping for air. He had just had a nightmare, in which he dreamed that his identity was exposed and he was slapped to death by the abbot who had obtained the Arhat's golden body.

Although he had never met the abbot, this dream was so clear that he trembled all over after waking up.

"Where is this..." Suddenly, a clear female voice with a hint of caution penetrated into Meng Qi's ears.

who? Why is there a woman in the Zen room? Meng Qi was shocked. He looked around and was stunned. This was his own Buddhist temple!

This is a square paved with white marble-like stones. The center is empty, surrounded by a circle of statues of dragons, phoenixes, Kui Niu, Pixiu and other immortal birds and beasts. Next to him, Jiang Zhiwei, the girl from Xijian Pavilion whom he saw yesterday , Zhenwu Sect disciple Zhang Yuanshan, and Xuantian Sect successor Qing Jing looked around with doubts on their faces.

Meng Qi struggled to stand up and looked at all this with the same confusion. He didn't understand what was happening. He was sleeping peacefully in the Zen room. How could he come here and meet these talented disciples from various sects? Could it be that Are you still dreaming?

Suddenly, Qingjing's angry face appeared in front of Meng Qi's eyes. He raised his eyebrows and roared: "What do you Shaolin want to do? Do you want to become a public enemy of all factions?"

Meng Qi didn't understand what he was talking about at all, and looked at him more and more confused.

"Qingjing, don't jump to conclusions first, check behind the statue and see how things develop." Zhang Yuanshan maintained a calm attitude.

Jiang Zhi frowned slightly and said: "The young monk is just a handyman. Even if this matter is related to Shaolin, he won't know it. Why bother him? Moreover, I don't think we have anything worthy of Shaolin's plot."

Qingjing waved his right hand angrily: "Isn't this obvious? Shaolin heard about this land immortal who has obtained the 'Golden Body of Arhat Subduing the Dragon'. Who can hide his clairvoyance and clairvoyance? To quietly take us away from the Shaolin Temple and away from the elders? I really can’t think of any other possibility except for him to do it himself!”

"I, I'm not in Shaolin..." At this time, a timid man came out from behind a statue. He was about thirty years old, with a strong build and a rough beard.

"Who else? Friends, come out and meet me. I am Zhenwu Zhang Yuanshan." Zhang Yuanshan was startled at first, and then said loudly.

"Senior Brother Zhang, it turns out you are here too." Two more people walked out from behind different statues. One was a tall girl with wheat-colored skin whose hair was tied up in a white handkerchief, and the other was an ordinary young man with an expression. Shen Ning is very serious.

Zhang Yuanshan was silent for a moment, and his expression became more solemn: "It turns out to be Junior Sister Qi Xia from the Dajiang Clan. Did you also wake up here after falling asleep?"

Jiang Zhiwei walked up to Meng Qi and said thoughtfully: "She is the youngest daughter of senior Qi Yuantong, the deputy leader of the Dajiang Gang, and she also came to Shaolin this time."

"I don't know..." Meng Qi could only answer honestly. Countless thoughts were rolling in his mind, and he began to guess what happened to him and others.

"Yes, but we woke up behind the stone statue. When we heard someone talking here, we didn't dare to come out to meet each other for a while." Qi Xia frowned and pointed at the wretched man, "I'm afraid the guess of the Taoist Master Qingjing is there. By mistake, this is Yan Wujiang, the incense master of our Dajiang Gang, a descendant of the Jiang Zuoyan family. He did not follow us to Shaolin and should still be in Jiangdong Maoling at this time."

"Yes, yes! Miss Third, I, I just won a big sum at the Maoling Tianzi No. 1 Casino, and I found some popular fans to sing songs, but when I woke up, I was in this inexplicable place!" Yan Wujiang looked frightened and panicked.

Jiang Zhi chuckled slightly, not knowing whether he was introducing Meng Qi or talking to himself: "Wuzi generation, and the master of 'Zombie Fist' Yan Wuwo are cousins. They are so high in seniority, but they are only in Dajiang." It seems that there is a reason why I got mixed up with the incense owner..."

Qingjing frowned, walked up to Yan Wujiang in two or three steps, and asked: "You are a bad gambler, and you must be a liar. How can you prove that what you said is true?"

He still insists on his opinion.

Yan Wujiang's lips moved a few times: "You, you can go to Maoling Tianzi No. 1 Casino and ask if I just won 2,100 taels of silver!"

Relying on the presence of the third lady, he gradually calmed down a little.

"Who is this?" Zhang Yuanshan frowned and turned to ask the ordinary man who didn't smile.

Jiang Zhi took a slight step forward, her beautiful eyebrows lightly knitted together: "Brother, I seem to have seen you before? Well, among the accompanying disciples of the Huanhua Sword Sect?"

This man in green clothes and a small hat was in his early twenties, but he did not have the high-spiritedness and eagerness to try that should be expected at this age. His face seemed to be wearing an iron mask, with no other expression other than heaviness. He nodded lightly: "Can Meng Jiang Remember, girl, it is a great honor for Qi. I am Qi Zhengyan, an ordinary disciple of the Huanhua Sword Sect, who is accompanying me to Shaolin this time."

Zhang Yuanshan patted his left hand with his right hand, showing obvious confusion for the first time. What happened this time was really weird. There were future pillars of the four sects, ordinary disciples, incense masters with low martial arts skills, and even a sweeper. The handyman monk makes it difficult to see the criteria for selection.

Jiang Zhi pursed her lips slightly, wrinkled her tall and small nose, and said with a wry smile: "I originally thought this time it was for the disciples of various sects who came to Shaolin, but who knew that Master Yanxiang is still there..."

Qing Jing sneered: "No matter whether the people present have something in common, how many of them can take us away from Shaolin quietly? Humph, the monk Kongwen, the third on the Heavenly Ranking, even Senior Chonghe who has achieved the 'Pure Yang Dao Body' can't do this!

He still pointed his spear at Shaolin, but he couldn't figure out why the other party would do such a strange thing.

Dang!

A melodious bell sounded, attracting everyone to look at the center of the White Jade Square.

"Welcome to the world of reincarnation!"

"There are endless dangers here, but you can also get everything you want from here!"

A grand and cold voice floated with the bell, and Meng Qi frowned when he heard it. It seems that he may have seen or heard of such a situation somewhere?

"Who? Come out!" Qing Jing exerted force on his feet and rushed to the center as fast as a galloping horse, but there was nothing there.

"You can call me the 'Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation'. "The voice continued.

Meng Qi subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw Jiang Zhiwei and Zhang Yuanshan's eyes shining brightly, like purple lightning bursting out in the darkness, looking at the source of the sound attentively and seriously.

Then, they looked at each other and shook their heads.

Meng Qi's heart sank. Couldn't they find the source of the sound?

Qing Jing held the hilt of the knife at his waist with his right hand, stopped there, and said loudly: "What is your intention in capturing us?"

The grand and cold voice said: "As the world turns, you will experience one world after another, complete the tasks I issued, accumulate good deeds, and good deeds can be exchanged for everything you want, whether it is peerless martial arts, magic weapons, immortal tools, or longevity elixirs, natural treasures, as long as you have heard of it, it is here, and what you don't know, it is here too!"

"And every time you complete a task, you will return to your own world and wait for the next reincarnation to begin. "

Meng Qi opened his mouth halfway, like a carp that was short of oxygen. Isn't this the infinite flow? Am I not in the world of Xianxia martial arts? This style is wrong!

"Get everything you want?" Qing Jing sneered and sneered at the words of the "mysterious man".

He was born in the "Xuantian Sect" which was known as the Tiandi Daotong. He was knowledgeable about the secrets of magical skills and rare treasures. He didn't believe that this inexplicable "Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation" could collect all those legendary things. After all, some of them were in his own sect!

"Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation" didn't speak. A light curtain fell from the high white jade dome. On the top was written "Peerless Magic Skills", and the first line below it clearly read:

"Complete copy of "Tathagata Palm", exchange price: one million good deeds. "

"Rulai Palm..." Who among the people present had not heard of this peerless magic skill? They all took a deep breath. You know, among the major martial arts sects in the world, there are two schools that use their incomplete moves as the foundation of their temples! Directly pointing to the golden body of the Tathagata, which represents the supreme way!

Meng Qi's heart became hot unconsciously, and he temporarily forgot the problem of "wrong painting style".

Then, Jiang Zhiwei read out the second line with an excited voice: "The Seven Swords of the Sky-cutting Swords, the third and sixth moves are missing, the exchange price: 750,000 merits. "

Zhang Yuanshan clenched his fists quietly. The two fundamental magic skills of the Zhenwu School were derived from the seventh style of "Dao Mie Dao Sheng" in "Seven Swords of the Sky".

Qing Jing was shocked at first, and then laughed: "Missing the third and sixth swords, don't we have everything..."

As he spoke, his laughter gradually became lower. This way of indicating what is missing is more convincing than directly writing everything down, as if there is really something missing!

"Only the third and sixth swords are missing..." Jiang Zhiwei moved her lips slightly, and her bright and beautiful face bloomed with dazzling brilliance , as if the pursuit of "Seven Swords of the Sky" was her biggest dream.

The founder of Xijian Pavilion also got the first move of "Seven Swords of the Sky" "Slash the Dao to See Me" by chance, and then created "Taishang Sword Sutra", a sword art that directly points to the realm of Dao body and Dharma body, and can condense "Taishang Dao body". Before he passed away, he said "regret" three times in a row for not being able to see the remaining six moves of "Seven Swords of the Sky".

Meng Qi swallowed hard, looked down, and saw a familiar name again: "The complete version of "Eight-Nine Mysterious Art", the exchange price is 950,000 good deeds."

"'Eight-Nine Mysterious Art', why haven't I heard of it?" Qing Jing seemed to have forgotten the ridicule of "The Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation", and said to himself in confusion.

Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan, Qi Xia and others shook their heads, indicating that they had never heard of it either.

But Meng Qi was shouting madly in his heart:

"Eight-Nine Mysterious Art? Eight-Nine Mysterious Art! ”

Many of the martial arts on the back of this page are legendary things that Jiang Zhiwei and others have heard of, such as "The Demon King's Classic", "The Human King's Golden Book", "The Phoenix Bathing in Fire", etc., and there are also some fundamental methods of some sects, such as "The Jade Book of the Heavenly Emperor", "The Seven Sections of Zhenwu Sutra", "The Supreme Sword Sutra", etc.

In addition, except for the missing middle volume of "The Jade Book of the Heavenly Emperor" and the missing third page of "The Golden Book of the Human Emperor", the others are all written in full!

"It's actually the full version..." Zhang Yuanshan narrowed his eyes slightly, and Jiang Zhiwei also pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword.

As the proud disciples of the sect, seeing their own fundamental magic skills listed here and allowed to be exchanged, they are naturally upset.

Under normal circumstances, the major sects have never let go of those who covet their own sect's martial arts, even if they chase them to the ends of the earth, they will get rid of them.

Meng Qi is not yet a qualified Shaolin disciple, so he does not have deep feelings about this. Instead, he is shocked by the few martial arts at the bottom that he is "familiar with", such as "Tian Yao She Shen Ce", "Huntian Treasure Mirror", "Holy Demon Yuan Fei", etc. .

The magical skills on this page have a minimum exchange price of 150,000 for the "Yi Jin Jing" and a maximum of 1 million for "Tathagata Divine Palm" and other peerless arts. It makes people excited to see it.