The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

"Variety Scholar" is known for his easy-looking, camouflage, and light work. Within a short breath, he flickered in a very small space, trying hard to get rid of the sword light that pointed at his heart.

However, he was horrified to find that no matter what changes he made, the other party seemed to be able to see and hear in advance, to follow up exactly, and his chill was getting stronger and deeper!

How could there be such a powerful swordsman?

After he arrived at the inn, he quietly inquired about Guan Zhenran of "Zhenheluo", knowing that Zhang Yuanshan's martial arts were amazing and innate and better than himself, so after the attack on the Master of Heart Silence, the chosen escape direction avoided Zhang Yuanshan. No attempt was made to break through from Xiao Zi who had no martial arts.

Who knows, the girl who often laughs, the bright and beautiful girl is actually such a terrible swordsman!

Definitely better than Zhang Gongzi who admired everyone!

Much stronger!

Regret erodes the soul of the ever-changing scholar, but he knows that he can no longer delay it, not to mention whether he can dodge the sword, and when the first elder of the Shaolin rushes to his place, he will never have the chance to escape, so he bit his teeth and face There was a flash of red on it, swaying forward, and then weirdly regressed straight into the center of Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan.

He is trying to get rid of Jiang Yanwei's sword with the help of "Human Shield"!

When Meng Qi saw the ever-changing scholar's body style was agile and agile, like a ghost like a fox, he suddenly felt something, and thought of his "eight steps", he seemed to understand something, as if he didn't understand anything.

The ever-changing scholar slumped left with his right foot as the axis, and turned strangely to turn behind Meng Qi to avoid the sword of Jiang Yan's micro cheekbones.

This step ... Meng Qi suddenly felt a little familiar, and it was the same as the one step in the eight steps of Shenxing.

As a result, he instinctively turned around and flashed behind the ever-changing scholar.

It was empty in front of him, and the ever-changing scholar was shocked and frightened, and his chill grew stronger.

He had to change his pace again, and Meng Qi, under his traction, played the best step since the "eight steps of magic".

The two danced like dancers, constantly changing directions, but always stood opposite each other, elegant and unpredictable.

This dead monk! The ever-changing scholar scolded him in the stomach. If he was given another breath, he promised to play the young monk to death, but after this short block, he had seen the sharp sword tip.

Qi Zhengyan next to his sword drew, a little bit of cold stars fell mistily, covering the ever-changing scholar.

By the time Zhang Yuanshan and the Shaolin monks arrived, the ever-changing scholars were dead.

Meng Qiwu's skills were more than one step away, afraid of being a hostage by a variety of scholars, so he performed eight steps of magical action, saw the opportunity to slip out of the siege, carrying a ring knife, preparing to fight Taiping, draw a cold child to a variety of scholars.

As soon as he thought that he had been unconsciously with this enemy for a day, deceived by him, and walking on the edge of death, Meng Qi was secretly angry, and of course he would not let go of revenge.

The ever-changing scholars are extremely changeable, but they are still useless. After receiving the first hand of the Discipline Academy, they were beaten by Jiang Yanwei, Zhang Yuanshan, and Qi Zhengyan. Their hair was scattered, their blood was flowing, and their gurgling came out. can.

Seeing this, Meng Qi stepped forward and slashed into his back with a knife, cutting a deep wound.

Huh, I'm such a careful person!

The ever-changing scholar could no longer support it, fell directly to the ground, was brushed by the red hoe, and closed the acupuncture point.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and the donor do n’t come to Wudi? It hasn't been seen for ten years, but the old one has gone away and failed to recognize the donor." Xin Jing's face paled, but no one came up helplessly.

After the ever-changing scholar was arrested, knowing that begging for forgiveness was invalid, he raised his head and laughed loudly: "Haha, Master Abbot is old-fashioned, and is no longer the grand occasion. However, the General General has a special look at the major division. You must ask Emperor Ken to seal you as a master and make Shaolin the first Buddhist temple. Incense continues to flow, and Liangtian is full of love! "

"Rave the beast to eat people, Shura did it, and the old lady was ashamed to be a teammate." Xinji said a bit of pride.

"Well, Master General's concern, only the abbot Master has an ear. Now that the Master is hurt by me, who can stop the General? Dangerous mountain road? That can only hinder ordinary masters and soldiers. For General Master, it is as flat as the ground. At that time, Guan Xuan was in vain! "Variety of scholars failed to buy it, and they were suddenly intimidated." Master Abbot, you must let Shaolin Millennium Foundation be destroyed in your hands! "

Meng Qiwei nodded invisibly, instead of agreeing with the scholars of Variety, but one thing, he was right. When there is a master who "exceeds the level", if no one can counter it, the general mountain pass is closed. It has no effect at all, this master can completely detour, kill the guards, open the channel for the associates to enter.

"Amitabha, the donor need not say more, Shaolin Jiye is only in Buddhism." He lifted his sleeves, and a thin palm swept away from the head of the ever-changing scholar. "The war is imminent, and the old man cannot keep his hand."

"You, you are going to kill!" The ever-changing scholar was shocked and terrified. He also fancied that Jiang Yan Wei Zhang Yuanshan would kill himself and the Shaolin monk stopped it, but abolished martial arts. "What about your commandments? Your Buddha? General Coming soon, you have no place to die! "

"Amitabha, the Buddha has compassion and also has the angry expression of King Kong." Xin Ji said flatly and unflinchingly, and the palm of his hand lightly swept away from the top of the ever-changing scholar.

Suddenly, the ever-changing scholar widened his unwilling eyes and fell to the ground softly.

Suddenly, Meng Qi felt that the old monk was quite suitable for his appetite, and was about to speak, suddenly seeing the golden statue of Buddha smiling again, the flames rising, reweaving into words, and constantly changing.

"Sub-mission task 1: Kill the 'variety scholars' among the four innate masters of the hostile camp, Jiang Yanwei rewarded 30 good deeds, Zhang Yuanshan and Zhending each rewarded 20 good deeds, Qi Zhengyan and Wang Jin each awarded 10 good deeds."

"Description of the branch mission: Kill one of the four innate masters of the hostile faction. Participants receive corresponding merit rewards based on the task difficulty, strength comparison, and strength."

"The second branch task is started: Kill General Doercha, and the participants will be rewarded with fifty to two hundred good works depending on their contribution!"

"This, this is a side mission?" Meng Qi was a little unbelievable.

At this time, Zhang Yuanshan said to him and Qi Zheng separately with a voice-in secret: "It was too late to elaborate. When I killed Guan Haoran, I started this branch task, because only I took the shot. According to the strength comparison, I got fifty. Good deeds, I think if it is true that you can accomplish this task independently, I am afraid that the reward will exceed one hundred. "

Well, Meng Qi nodded. In this environment, I couldn't ask more, so I waited for Xinji to speak.

Xinjing looked at the corpse of the scholar of various changes, and just about to speak, suddenly a white-browed monk stood behind him, pointing angrily at Meng Qi and others: "You are so fine, you have brought the scholar of various changes into the temple, which harmed the abbot What else is there? "

One of the first elders stepped forward, seeming to intend to capture Meng Qi and others.

Before Zhang Yuanshan opened his mouth to speak, Xinji waved his sleeves and said, "Don't be so excited, several donors are not spies, they should only be deceived by the scholars of all kinds. If they are spies, the scholars of Ruojiang attacked the old lady just now. And the donor Zhang shot at the same time. With their strength, the old lady was afraid that he had passed away. "

This reason was very convincing, and the emotional excitement calmed down, but the old monk still calmly said, "Several donors don't have a clear history. Perhaps most of them are indeed righteous people, but who dares to say that there is no change. People like scholars? They weren't exposed just now, but maybe they're far-reaching. They shouldn't be allowed to stay in the temple until they are clearly identified. "

"This will make the righteous volunteers help," said a middle-aged monk hesitantly.

The old monk Bai Mei resolutely said: "The abbot was attacked and wounded, we can no longer take risks, and there are many people with mixed eyes. I'm afraid that there are a lot of barbarian spies in the group of righteous men, it is better to let them return home."

He sighed silently and said to Zhang Yuanshan: "There are some disputes and discussions in the temple. A few donors are inconvenient to hear about it. We also invite several donors to go down the mountain first, and wait for us to discuss the results before notifying them."

Although he was wronged a little bit wrongly, but Zhang Yuanshan, Jiang Yanwei, etc. were all from a large school, they were young and couldn't do anything to turn their faces, so they picked up Ke Bijun's body, left the temple, and returned to the foot of the mountain.

"If you can't enter the temple, how can you stick to the last minute?" Wang Jin, who hadn't had any communication with Meng Qi and others, said suddenly while walking on the mountain road.

Zhang Yuanshan groaned and said, "I hope that the results of the discussion are good, and that I will stick to Shaolin at the foot of the mountain, but it will also stick to Shaolin, but this is too dangerous. Well, Brother Shiding, do you know how to enter Shaolin's secret passage?"

He didn't want to be too obedient, and wanted to sneak into Shaolin from the closed road, but here is similar to the main world Shaolin, asking Meng Qi seems right.

"I have been in the temple for less than a year. How can I know such a secret?" Meng Qi reluctantly answered.

Qi Zhengyan suddenly said in a muffled voice: "Then you can mix in Shaolin while the barbarous army breaks through the barriers, you have to be careful before."

Zhang Yuanshan sighed: "Master Jijing was seriously injured. I doubt Shaolin's firm determination. Maybe they will arrange hopeful disciples to leave secretly with cheats, relics, etc. In that case, it doesn't matter whether we are spies or not. Will be put in the temple. "

"Hope as Brother Zhang said." Qi Zhengyan nodded.

Jiang Yan, who had been silent, said suddenly: "If you can't enter the temple and complete the main task, then we will try to kill Doercha, so that everyone has at least 50 good deeds, plus the previous accumulation, enough deduction."

This is really a typical Jiang Yanwei idea ... Meng Qi slandered.

At this time, Zhang Yuanshan solemnly said: "Xiang Hui was replaced by a hundred scholars and we don't know. We talked a lot about reincarnation in front of him, but why haven't we been killed?"

"Maybe in this case, the master of the six reincarnations will tamper with the hearing of the ever-changing scholar, after all, it cannot remind us to be careful of traitors, and we are inadvertent." Meng Qi guessed.

To this day, the ever-changing scholar is dead, and he and others have not been wiped out. This can only be explained.

During the discussion, several people returned to the inn, only to find a cloud of sorrow and gloom, all of them were silent and fear appeared.

"Mr. Wei, what happened?" Meng Qi greeted Wei Wuji not far away.

Wei Wuji walked over quickly, looked at Zhang Yuanshan, and was shocked and afraid of authentic: "Zhanggong, Lin Shao was killed!"

"What?" Zhang Yuanshan was still calm, and couldn't help but be surprised. Lin Biexue, who had just had tea with himself, was killed?

"Yes, the book boy headed by Lin Shao saw that his time for meditating and adjusting his breath had passed, so he went in to clean up, but found him lying in bed, weird with death." Wei Wuji said in fear.

"Take us over there." Zhang Yuanshan commanded in a deep voice.

Meng Qi also felt that the matter was weird and did not object. He followed them to the second floor and entered Lin Biexue's room.

In the room, Lin Biexue was lying on the bed silently, with a smile on his face, calm and peaceful, like getting acquainted with a new life without any pain, and the skin and muscles under his neck were yellowing and contracting, as if they had been dead for many years and died. Extremely weird!

"This method of death is familiar and not quite the same ..." Zhang Yuanshan looked at Jiang Yanwei in doubt.

Jiang Yan nodded slightly, indicating that he felt similarly.

There was a bang at the door.

Meng Qi and others looked back and saw Xiao Zi's face blanched back and forth and hit the opposite wall without feeling anything.

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