The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

After picking up water and using breakfast, Meng Qi can't wait to walk to the Zen Heart Courtyard with a broom, intending to find out why the bell is so urgent this morning from Jiang Yanwei and Zhang Yuanshan.

Was it because of Qingjing's death?

Have you found any clues in the French body class? What is the response of the various schools in Dajin?

With these questions, Meng Qi stepped into the Zen heart courtyard, pretending to sweep up the thin snow that had accumulated last night.

During the cleaning, he quietly observed the disciples of various factions coming and going in the courtyards, and found that although most of the people were shocked and puzzled on their faces, only a few of them had dignified expressions and seemed to be serious.

"The cleaning teacher over there." Zhang Yuanshan's familiar voice suddenly entered Meng Qi's ear.

Meng Qi turned his head and saw Zhang Yuanshan standing in front of a guest room, beckoning himself: "Thank you, Master, please come in and clean up. I'm restless and soiled the ground."

"Okay." Meng Qi naturally knew that Zhang Yuanshan was looking for an excuse to let himself in, and immediately went to the room with a broom and dustpan.

Zhang Yuanshan waited there with great grace, let the door open, and Meng Qi went in first, pretending to look around casually.

As soon as Meng Qi entered the house, the bright goose yellow color came into view, and Jiang Yanwei was also here.

He was cautious, buried his head, waved a broom, and cleaned the tea stains and residue on the ground.

Jiang Yan smiled, "Little monk, are you again?"

"Going back to the river, the two monks cleaned the Zen heart for the past two days." Meng Qi heard that Jiang Yanwei was pretending that the two had only met one day before, so he responded very cooperatively.

Hearing the name "Jiang Xiezhu", Jiang Yan slightly raised his right hand, covered his mouth, then lowered his face, and straightly addressed Zhang Yuanshan who re-entered the house. After having a friendship, who knows that she has suffered so hard today, I am really at a loss. You and her have a great friendship. What clues have you remembered? I will use the sword in my hand to repay justice for Sister Qi! "

Qi Xia was eliminated by her yesterday.

what? Qi Xia is dead? The horror in Meng Qi's heart was like a raging wind and waves. How could he not restrain it, how could Qi Xia die? The Jiangnan Water Country girl who has a lot of eyes and is beautiful and charming, and loves the secret weapon technique of the machine, is dead?

Shocked, shocked, despite his efforts to restrain himself, he still failed to hold the broom, which is completely beyond all the circumstances he had expected!

The sound of the broom falling to the ground reminded Meng Qi slightly, and quickly bent over to pick it up, pretending to look panic: "Little, little monk, rude."

The stuttering was not Meng Qi's deliberate disguise, but it was too surprised.

"Anyway, I was no less shocked than you at that time, this fact was too appalling." Zhang Yuanshan also reassured Meng Qi with an attitude of "unfamiliar disciples of Shaolin," and then turned back to Jiang Weiwei and said, "Before Mao Ling, I ’ve met Qi Shimei, and although I ’ve talked deeply, I have n’t found any abnormalities. It seems like the words of Master Kongwen. She was killed by cursing in the body because she tried to expose the secret. Qi Shimei, who is very beautiful, who knows how to die this time, is really sighing. "

The grief in his tone was genuine.

Although it is not possible to discuss openly organizations such as "Immortals", the deaths of Qi Xia and Qing Jing are not covered by paper, and will soon become known, so Zhang Yuanshan and Jiang Yan took the opportunity to tell Meng Qi in advance, so as not to When he heard it for the first time, he was exposed in front of other monks.

It turned out that Qi Xia was obliterated because she wanted to reveal the "reincarnation world" ... She must have faced a Fa man at the time, so she would be obliterated? "The Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation" is so powerful? Meng Qi understood the cause of Qi Xia's death, but the turbulent waves in his heart did not calm down. Whoever wants to be controlled by anyone has a little chance? Who is willing to be intimidated to complete various dangerous tasks in exchange for the "magic immortal"?

Is the French tall man "Dragon and Lohan" unable to stop the "lord of six reincarnations"?

Jiang Yan sighed slightly: "Qingjing also died unclearly, the murderous behind the scenes is really abominable!"

"I had a doubt yesterday, I do n’t know Sister Jiang did you notice?" Zhang Yuanshan groaned and said, "When Master Qi Qi cursed, Master Kongwen said that she was one step behind, but she never showed her strength. It ’s ridiculous. I asked Uncle Xuanyuanzi privately, and he only said that the rumors were true. "

Jiang Yan slightly pursed his lips: "I also found this out. After returning to the Zen Heart Hospital, I asked Master that his old man only asked me to collect all kinds of information to speculate."

Didn't show Luo Han's body? That is to say, it has not been proved that the "lord of the six reincarnations" far surpassed the Dharma body, reaching the legendary state of Taoist Buddha. Meng Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and was more curious as to why the air body did not reveal the golden body.

"After all, our strength is too poor to reach higher-level things." Zhang Yuanshan sighed sincerely, and no longer had the hidden pride that he had previously hidden-at the current age, his martial arts are enough.

Only by becoming stronger and stronger and then stronger can we gradually get rid of the "six reincarnation masters" step by step, we can not die in the cruel task, and if we want to become stronger quickly, we seem to have to rely on the "six reincarnation masters ..."

Jiang Yanwei ’s five fingers on his right hand seemed to fiddle with the lyre and lyre, sliding gently on the scabbard, looking at the blue sky outside the window, his tone was firm and firm: "Maybe one day, we will encounter something similar. I can only use the sword in my hand to cut a line of life, and I would like to share this with Brother Zhang. "

The two of them "being transparent when Meng Qi" recollected what happened in the Daxiongbao Hall this morning, with the exception of the "fairy tales" and "mythology" organization.

This can only wait until the next reincarnation mission, and then communicate on the Baiyu Square, otherwise it will be heard by seniors of various factions in the hospital and will definitely be suspected.

Meng Qi slowly swept the ground, and after Jiang Yanwei left first, he returned to the hospital and continued his "sweeping career". His thoughts rolled in his mind, and his thoughts continued to rise, making it difficult to calm down.

After lunch, Meng Qi did the work of invigorating in accordance with the "Iron cloth shirt mentality", and worked hard to turn what others inculcate into his own things.

But at this time, Xuan Xin rang the small bell in the courtyard and invited everyone to gather.

"Go and clean the square near the main entrance immediately, and send the donors of all factions away." Xuan Xin was awakened in a deep sleep, and commanded angrily. At the end, he whispered in a low voice: "The head of the first seat was fooled Have you eaten it? When did I have to be so respectful of other martial arts in Shaolin? "

When Meng Qi moved, he probably guessed the reason. In the temple of Xuan Tianzong and Dajiang Gang, both of them were killed tragically. Shaolin had to lose ground, so he had to make a point.

Everyone quickly carried the broom bucket and other things to the square near the main entrance, allocated a good area, and it was hot.

Due to the "practice" of the iron cloth shirt and the relationship between superficial internal strength, Meng Qi felt easier to clean up. He couldn't help but want to take the opportunity to practice "God's Eight Steps", but he also knew the guests from various factions. If the master of the monk-offer is like a cloud, if he is found to be doing something other than Shaolin, he must be tortured in the current situation.

Among the jingling wind bells, Zhen Yan suddenly pointed to the distance: "Master Zhending, that is Jiang Weiwei, the No. 1 performer of this martial art, and Xiejiange passed down."

He walked closer to Meng Qi and Zhenhui, and naturally gathered together after cleaning.

At this time, the masters and disciples of each faction were accompanied by several heads and elders in red robes, and walked towards the main entrance. The true meaning was that Jiang Yanwei was walking behind a man in Tsing Yi.

Cut, need your introduction? We are familiar with it! Meng Qi slandered in modern language, but on the surface he pretended to be cheerful. "Well, that girl! I helped her once when I cleaned the Zen heart courtyard."

"Brother, this isn't quite right." Zhenhui stared blankly at Meng Qi.

Zhen Yan asked curiously, "Master Zhending, is Jiang Yanwei's donor the kind of proud and indifferent woman? It is said that most women with good swordsmanship and martial arts are like this."

Meng Qi wanted to show it off, but in the end he forcibly resisted: "I don't know. From the perspective of helping me, it should be a very good girl. By the way, little master, what's wrong?"

Zhenhui frowned and looked at Meng Qi: "Brother, don't heroes usually save beautiful women?"

roll! Meng Qi just wanted to drink such a sentence to the silly master.

Mantra can't bear it. He also knows that Zhenhui is too addicted to the various river and lake stories edited by Meng Qi.

The surrounding monks whispered.

"That's Zhang Yuanshan of the true martial arts? I heard other brothers say that he is a well-known young master of this generation, and he is expected to enter the roster in the future."

"It was him, but I heard that the difference between yesterday's half move was defeated by Jiang Jianwei of Xijiange."

"So a little girl?"

"Don't look down on the little girl, my mother told me, the more beautiful the girl, the more powerful!"

The reason why the miscellaneous monks go to the miscellaneous hospital is more or less a problem, and it is inevitable that some people will speak rudely.

"Hey, what's the matter with the little girl? After ten years, most of her can enter the scene and become a real master. With her appearance and identity, she will definitely be chased by a large number of Jianghu Junjie and held as fairies." Zhenyan sighed suddenly, " The same is true of Zhang Yuanshan. True martial arts disciples are also valued by their elders, and their future is limitless. What looks like us is just a monk who sweeps the floor and has no qualifications to stand with them! "

"Yeah, don't say stand together, I can be seen by them. I am also satisfied. I will be vulgar in the future. I can always brag about my neighbors. I once had a certain hero on the rivers and lakes. A friendship. "Other miscellaneous monks sent similar sighs.

For a moment, the envoys were full of envy and envy.

Suddenly, the walking Jiang Yanwei and Zhang Yuanshan turned their heads at the same time, looked at this side, and nodded to Meng Qiwei.

"Haha, are they watching me?"

"Are you satisfied now?"

"Who? Who are they looking at?"

The monk monks were immediately excited and talked.

Meng Qi exhaled, relieved the sudden and subtle emotions in his heart, and watched Jiang Yanwei wait for others to leave.

"In the rivers and lakes in the future, they are afraid of being the most influential people!" ...

In a similar sigh, Meng Qi, Zhenhui, and Zhenyan packed up their tools and returned to the hospital.

Walking and walking, Mantra said a bit sadly: "They are walking through the ladder of heaven, but we ca n’t even take a small step out of the academy. Hey, Brother Zhending, Brother Zhenhui, you are not sad. Don't you despair? "

Meng Qi secretly said that I have to find a chance to leave Shaolin. There is a world of reincarnation. I may have a sudden surge in martial arts. I ca n’t doubt it if I stay here, but I ’m in no hurry. I ’m in urgent need of master training and left Shaolin. With his current strength, it is difficult to find a suitable opponent that does not hurt his life-his iron cloth shirt is only a small charge, and it is ordinary martial arts. He is not afraid to be found, and there are many excuses to explain.

Moreover, if you can learn a seventy-two stunt in this process, you will probably survive a lot in the world of reincarnation in the future, anyway, you will have to go downhill in the future.

At this time, Zhenhui replied stupidly: "Why are you sad? Focus on sweeping the floor when you sweep the floor, focus on eating when you eat, concentrate on listening to the story when listening to the story, and focus on sleeping when you are sleeping. Why are you sad?"

"Huh?" The truth stunned and didn't answer, but there was a frivolity beside him.

Meng Qi did not need to turn his head, because the senses that opened up the Dantian and accumulated a lot of internal force had already discovered that the terrible Master Xuanku was close to another monk in yellow.

"Uncle Xuanku, Uncle Xuanchi." Zhen Yan followed the rumor and hurriedly folded his hands.

After Meng Qi and Zhenhui also made a courtesy, Xuan bitterly nodded: "True wisdom, go to the monk's monastery tomorrow."

what? Except that Zhenhui herself is still not clear about the situation, Meng Qi and the truth are shaking.

The skin was faintly cashier, and the savage mysterious man looked at Meng Qi: "Are you sure?"

"It's a disciple." Meng Qi felt inexplicable.

Xuanchi nodded slightly: "You will go to the monk home tomorrow, too."

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