The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Moon stars are rare, and the wind is in the bones. Meng Qi and Zhenhui walk on the way back to the monk's monastery.

"Little Master, thank you for asking Master Ken to accept me as an apprentice." Meng Qi said for a while.

Although this is not what I really want, the friendship of the young master is worthy of thanks.

Zhenhui walked briskly, looking very happy, and said indifferently: "It has nothing to do with me, Master has long wanted to accept Brother as a disciple."

"Ah? How do you know?" Meng Qi asked suddenly.

Zhenhui turned her head and gave him a strange look: "Two cheats have been copied for a long time."

Yes indeed! Why didn't I think! Meng Qi suddenly realized, looking up and down, true intelligence, is this guy a wise man?

Zhenhui was looked a little embarrassed, shrinking her neck and saying, "Brother, I didn't steal your food."

amount? Meng Qi narrowed his eyes and I said why the face wall hasn't eaten enough these days! Thought it was like this!

When facing the wall, three meals a day are delivered to the room.

When Zhenhui stepped back a few steps, Meng Qicai gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, you are the time to open up Dantian, and you need plenty of food."

"Huh!" Zhenhui nodded politely.

Between the words, the two returned to the monk's monastery, and as soon as they entered the zen room, Zhen Yong, who heard the sound of a door push, came over.

"Master Zhending, Master Zhenhui, you are really blessed by the Buddha. You could have been chosen as a disciple by Master Xuan Bei." He spoke in congratulations, but slightly pantothenic.

Meng Qi laughed: "I didn't expect that I thought the reward was one of the seventy-two stunts."

"Well, I was scared at the time, otherwise ... wow, wow ..." Zhenyong sighed, and regretted the choice of one thing as much as one.

After the incident at the back of the mountain, Meng Qi and him no longer made good relations as before, but it was said that they were relieved: "I am because of the reward, and Brother Zhenhui is doing well in both the monk's house and the academy. Brother Zhenyong, you have a chance. "

"Hope, Amitabha, I hope the Buddha in the sky opens his eyes." Zhenyong sighed, put away the expression of envy and envy, folded his spirits, and was full of authenticity. "By entering Uncle Xuanbei, I can learn seven Twelve stunts, I wonder what the two masters chose? "

"I'm the Admiralty Cover, Brother Zhenhui is the finger of the scent of flowers." There is nothing to hide about this kind of thing, and Meng Qi answered his mouth while packing.

Zhenyong stunned for a moment: "Fanghuazhi, Brother Zhenhui, did you actually pick the huahuazhi?"

His tone was a little weird, and Meng Qi looked up and looked up: "Brother Zhenyong, what's the problem?"

Zhenyong shook his head and piled up a smile: "No, no, but I think that it is difficult to practice with the fingers, and I do n’t score other stunts. I ’m worried about Brother Zhenhui, but Brother Zhenhui is always a dedicated person, not afraid. . "

As he said, he looked to Zhenhui and enviously said on his face, "Brother Zhenhui, Zhi Huazhi is directly derived from 'Rugao Shenzhang'. It is the first of my 72 skills in Shaolin. You must cultivate well in the future. Give me a lot of guidance on my martial arts. "

"Um." Zhenhui packed her clothes intently.

Really knowing his temperament, it ’s no surprise that he turned his head and said to Meng Qi: "Master Zhending, you have iron cloth shirt skills. 'Admiralty bell cover' is an excellent choice. Why not choose 'King Kong is not bad?' What? It's better, there is no conflict. "

Of course, Meng Qi would not copy Xuanbei's words and hurt himself, and smiled, "My master asked me to choose, and I don't know why."

"Well, Uncle Xuan Bei is a senior, so it must have profound meaning." Zhenyong nodded and smiled again. "Two brothers, take care of your brothers in the future."

"Sure." Meng Qi was unwilling to entangle on this topic, and looked at the night road outside the window. "Brother Zhenyong, my brother has been facing the wall for a few days. What has happened?"

Zhenyong thought for a moment: "The major event related to us is that the uncles and uncles choose the disciples, but you don't need to care about it. Well, there is another major event, Brother Chang often broke through Tongren Lane and went down the mountain. "

"Brother Zhenchang? Bronze alley?" A tall, thin young monk emerged from Meng Qi's mind. He is one of the three strongest men in the word "True", and also serves in the monk's monastery. The monks are taught, but they are targeted at the monks who practiced the "Luohan Formation".

When he first met him, Meng Qi had only one idea. This product should be a Tang monk, with red lips and white teeth, a tall and thin body, and a weak style. When it was the type of the banshee, I only knew after listening to Zhenyong's introduction. He is the leader of the martial arts of the "true" character.

Zhenyong Zhong focused his head: "Yes, Brother Zhenchang has been retreating for a while, and he has already opened his ears, and the Luohan Fu magic skill and the Prajna Palm are also Xiaocheng, and then they went straight through Tongren Lane and became the most Young Yunyou disciples. "

"You can break through Tongren Alley just by opening ears?" Meng Qi heard Jiang Yan said a little, and she also opened her eyes and ears. She didn't have more than 60% confidence to break through Tongren Alley. , How can you break through? Could he be better than Jiang Yanwei? That ’s not right. Last time on the martial arts, Jiang Yanwei won the first place without even using the "sword out without me", and later there was room for reincarnation.

Zhenyong looked out the window and lowered his voice, "I listened to what others said. It's also dangerous for Brother Chang to break into Tongren Lane. I almost failed, and I got through luck."

"That's it." Meng Qi thoughtfully.

Zhenyong continued: "And Brother Zhenchang is the first monk of our 'Zhenzi generation' to enter the period of awakening. He has already been able to open his ears again, and his strength is far stronger than that of the two brothers, Zhenben and Zhenmiao. The retreat was postponed only for the sake of martial arts, but who knows was defeated by the Jiangjian microsword in the Xijiange. Now it is reasonable to make a breakthrough and cross the Tongren Lane. "

According to Shaolin's rules, the first person who entered the opening period was regarded as the "grandfather" of the "character generation".

Meng Qi pretended to be curious, Zai carefully inquired about the news of Tongren Lane, and then left the Zen room with luggage with satisfaction.

After Zhenyong's repeated farewells, Meng Qi and Zhenhui slowly walked to the gate of the courtyard and looked back. Many candlelights in the zen room were not turned off. Vaguely many monks were watching them. With the moonlight, crystal clear, cold and inexplicable.

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"Master, where are you taking me?" After the morning class the next day, Meng Qi was led by Xuan Bei towards the back mountain.

Is there a special cultivation place in which cave in Houshan?

Mysterious sadness fluttered in the wind, and looked at the front and said, "I have asked Brother Xuanen to take a vacation for my teacher. During this time, you do n’t have to go to the chanting hall and concentrate on practicing the 'Golden Bell Jar'. . Literacy will help you make up for it. "

"Yes, Master." Meng Qi said, looking at the increasingly familiar scenery around him, "Is it going to practice the 'Admiralty Cover' in Houshan?"

"Not long ago", it was here that he experienced hardships and struggled with Tang Shun, "the palm of his hand," and also received the true inheritance of "Ananda Breaking Sword Technique" in the secret passage.

Xuan Bei nodded gently: "Well, when you get there, you can read the cheats of the 'Jinzhong mask' last night?"

"I have read through it three times and started trying." Meng Qi answered honestly.

He didn't delay at all, racing against the clock to finish the first pass of the Admiralty Cover, and condensing Dan Tian again.

Xuan Bei no longer spoke, moving forward in silence, Meng Qi followed firmly, crossed the narrow road between the two cliffs, and for the first time stepped into the back mountain.

The mountains overlap, with odd peaks protruding from time to time, but as far as the eye can see, the grass is not growing, and the soil is red, as if being irrigated with blood.

"It is rumored that Nirvana, the ancestor of Dharma, had fought fiercely with a demon in the past few years. His pure land was destroyed, all enchantments were broken, and he has become what he is today." It seems that he feels Meng Qi's doubtful eyes, mysterious Slowly he said, "The monks of the later generations hid the stupas in the stupa here, and used the Dharma to demonize this magic soil, so that the disciples under the scene can walk."

Upon settling in the "blood soil", Meng Qi felt only a chill coming from under his feet. The corpses, blood and sea, stubborn limbs, and evil spirits and demons seemed to be present.

"Amitabha Buddha." The solemn chanting of the Buddha sounded, all kinds of illusions disappeared, still sunny and no green.

"The disciples who came to Houshan for the first time all had similar illusions of infection, and it was all right to settle down," Xuan said sadly.

Meng Qi nodded, but his heart was shocked and suspicious. It felt similar to Shimen, who touched “the righteousness, kindness, and inability to enter this door”, but was not so realistic and terrible, and did not make himself cold.

Any connection?

Bypassing several peaks and passing several gates guarded by monks in yellow clothes and elders, Xuan Bei took Meng Qi to the highest peak of Houshan and walked, and Meng Qi's eyes gradually appeared a touch of green, one by one. The clear spring flows down from a height, and turns into a wading puddle, which is full of strange golden lotuses, and it still blooms in winter.

Walking between the mountains, Meng Qi only felt physically and mentally clean and relaxed.

After several more passes, Meng Qi saw a glamorous glazed stupa, divided into seven floors, but not tall.

"Amitabha." Standing at the door was an elder in cloak. He announced the sound of the Buddha, checked the token of mystery, and asked nothing, let him and Meng Qi enter directly.

"The place of cultivation is in the stupa ..." Meng Qi muttered secretly, afraid to speak, followed the mysterious sadness, and went deep into the stupa.

"The seventh floor above the stupa is where the relics are stored, and the seventh floor below is the place to suppress the demons and ghosts." Xuan Beiqi said in a wave of calmness, and pushed open the stone gate full of characters in front of him.

As soon as Shimen opened, a strong and peculiar breath rushed towards his face, pressing Meng Qi to tremble physically and mentally, his breath was difficult to run, and he was unwell.

"This is demon." Xuan Bei did his duty as explained by Master.

Meng Qi resisted the uncomfortableness, restrained the trembling, and followed Xuan Bei's steady forward.

Xuan Bei nodded his head slightly, bypassing a few corners, and stopped next to a cell with a feather-red giant bird lying in it.

Meng Qiguang was standing next to the cell, and he felt the fire burning. He cast a glance at it, only to feel that the air was faintly twisted, as if the whole space was shaking, while the cell in front was exuding a chill, and the ground had a Layers of light blue ice crystals.

"This is the flame of fire, with the ancient true phoenix lineage, you can use it to breathe to practice the first level of the bell jar." Xuan Bei let Meng Qi practice outside this cell.

Meng Qi gritted his teeth, removed the monk's robe from his waist, sat cross-legged in front of the pale gold symbolic iron railing, naked his upper body, and felt the high temperature. 2k novel reading network