The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

The troubled thoughts disappeared, calm and calm, not irritable and not worried, and Meng Qi gradually felt that there was true Qi and metamorphosis. After passing through the two veins of Rendu, he condensed into Jinjin jade liquid in the upper and lower jaws, and shed a clear and sweet " honeydew".

"Manna" slowly immersed himself in Renmai and filled in the acupuncture points according to Meng Qi's thoughts.

If the body is deficient, then "Manna" is not sweet and must be replenished by such a true Qi, and strengthened by God's health, and Meng Qi's current condition shows that his body is in the best state at present.

"This body seems to have completed the" Hundred Days of Construction "?" Xiao Sha Mi Meng Qi, who didn't love Buddha doors, opened his eyes and recalled the situation just now. According to Uncle Xuan En's description, "I" should have passed " At the stage of "hundred days to build the foundation," we can start "meditation and accumulation."

However, Meng Qi thought for a while and calmed his mind. The "hundred-day building of the foundation" completed in the past returns to the past. If he wants to go further on the martial arts road, he must experience every step in his own hands and not allow a little jump. Go more steadily and go further.

Xuan En saw a quarter of an hour passed, knocked on the wooden fish, and awakened everyone with a crisp sound of heart. Then he asked each one about the status of each setting, including whether it can be set, and the quality of the "mannose" generated, and gave guidance.

At the end, he nodded and said, "After everyone goes back and try again, we start to read."

Opening the scriptures used for literacy in front of him, Meng Qi did not accidentally find that the above characters basically knew himself.

This made him feel happy that he didn't become illiterate and needed to learn from scratch. Now he is enough to "dominate" the Scriptures!

"Pick up the brush and practice the word," Xuan En ordered.

The joy in Meng Qi's heart disappeared immediately. The last time I wrote a brush calligraphy, I was still in elementary school. Sure enough, the words written by the pen were extremely ugly.

"It takes more practice." Xuan En shouldered his hands and passed by Meng Qi.

Meng Qi nodded in frustration, startled suddenly, if the word was seen by Xuan Zang, would he doubt anything? This body is likely to be born in the house of nobles, and even the "100-day building foundation" is completed.

Meng Qi opened his mouth and opened his mouth. Meng Qi thought it was useless to explain Xuan En, but he wanted to cover the words, so he practiced his words quickly. If Xuan Zang asked, he could say that he was unsuited to the work of the academy and his arms were weak. So words are not words.

Near noon, when Xuan En announced that Xiao Sha Mi could leave, Meng Qi quietly took away the blank paper that she had practiced writing, and intended to destroy the body.

After lunch, Meng Qi and Zhenhui were arranged to clean all parts of the temple until the sunset.

After a hard day's work, Xuan Xin recruited everyone and continued to tell his own history of rivers and lakes.

"... Shui Yuezhen talked about here, if you meet them in the future, you can stay away, and the Golden Kong Temple is not good with my Shaolin, you must be careful."

what? Although the miscellaneous monks have heard a lot of deaths before the monks, the family anecdotes, but no one knows that the Shaolin Temple and the King Kong Temple, which are the four major temples of the Buddha Gate, are so far away that they need to be careful!

Seeing their wide eyes, Xuan Xin nodded with satisfaction: "Blood Cutter Head Tuo was originally a wild fox Zen, but he had a rare adventure, got the fifth form, and realized two fundamentals * from it. The pulse, so they have been talking about my third form of Shaolin's close storage, wanting to compare and see how to prove it, 'Rulai Jinshen', the two factions secretly produced a lot of maggots. "

"Rulai Jinshen ..." Meng Qi frowned, and felt that the matter was a bit fanciful, and at the same time inexplicable.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door of the courtyard, and Xuanxin jumped up in fright. He looked there in horror and blurted out: "Master Xuankui, I didn't break the command ..."

Before he finished speaking, his expression sank: "This teacher's nephew, what are you doing in my academy?"

Meng Qi looked back and saw a fairly familiar little Sha Mi standing at the gate of the courtyard. That was one of the two children who entered the temple with himself, Zhenhui, Zhende and others. Fifteen. While studying in the Lecture Hall today, he talked very well with other Xiao Sha Mi in the academy and did not discriminate.

Seems to be called "True Ever"? Meng Qi recalled his nickname.

Zhenyong is thin and normal, but when he laughs, his teeth are full of white teeth, and he is extraordinarily brilliant: "Uncle Xuanxin, I heard from a few masters that you are well-informed and know the martial arts allusions. , And I love to listen to these things, so I am eager to come to the door, please forgive me, and allow me to listen. "

At this time, the monk's house belongs to the time of "arranging for self-cultivation".

After being held by Zhenyong, Xuanxin seemed to be fluttering again, with a smile on his face, and said, "It's better to do something, it's better to just sit down and listen to it. You can learn more about rivers and lakes, and you won't suffer if you walk the world in the future."

Zhenyong looked around and sat next to Meng Qi, whispering, "Master Zhending, didn't I squeeze into you?"

"No." Meng Qi shook his head and felt that Zhenyong, a young man of sand, was mature beyond his age. At the age of fourteen or fifteen, he talked like an adult scholar.

"I see Brother Zhending, you seem to be able to read and write sentences. Please take care of it in the future. It's useful for the brothers, but just speak." Zhenyong laughed familiarly.

When Meng Qi thought, he thought that he was a monk in a monk's monastery, and he smiled and answered, "It's a trivial matter, why is a brother so?"

After two or three sentences, the two seemed to be confidants and met late.

When Xuan Xin saw this, he coughed and made everyone quiet, then went on to say: "In addition to the two gates of King Kong Temple, what they need to pay attention to is their knife method."

"Blood Sato: He is a knife-knife, and he also understands some of the mysteries of the fifth form of 'Rula Shenzhang'. Therefore, he has proved that the three swords created after the 'Angry Diamond Body' are the top of the world's knife-path. There are not many comparable to them ... "

His narrative heard the mixed monk's eyes fluttering and his heart fluttering. But listening to it, everyone was a little depressed. Zhenyong immediately raised his hand and said, "Uncle Xuanxin, I don't have a comparable sword. ?"

Yeah, isn't my Shaolin Wugong claiming to be all-inclusive? Buddhism monks also have a sense of martial pride.

Xuan Xin snorted: "I really do n’t have many Shaolin swords, but there is still one that is comparable to these three swords. It is the" Ananda breaking ring sword "among the 72 skills. They all can communicate. The top of the world of heaven and earth is a top-notch school. Of course, you have to step into the realm of 'location' in order to use the true power of this sword. "

He introduced the skill of this sword, which made the monks excited and excited.

"Okay, the night is already deep, and each went back to his room to work hard." Xuan Xin yawned without a picture, and at last he seemed to be unconcerned, "In fact, I'm not afraid of Xuan Su's brother, but the miscellaneous hospital belongs to the miscellaneous hospital. , I'm keeping his face. "

He was grieved at the shock he had just had.

"Really?" A mellow voice burst out of the door.

Xuanxin's face turned pale immediately, and he quickly gathered a smile and said, "Master Xuanku, I, I ..."

The mysterious aspect is big ears, and it still strikes a yellow monk robe, but there is a string of brown red beads on the right hand.

This is the same as what Meng Qi saw in the commandment monk's hands during the day, except that one is dark yellow and the other is brown-red.

"Brother Xuanxin, I'm no longer at the Sanctuary. I'm currently a deacon of the Discipline Academy." Xuan Ku said earnestly.

"No wonder you come here to inspect." Xuan Xin deliberately diverted the topic.

This is even more horrible ... Meng Qi whispered secretly, and the unscrupulous Master Shu who did not talk about humans actually entered the Discipline Academy. If he gets caught in the braids in the future ...

Mysteriously looked around the courtyard and nodded his head, "Go back to your room, don't forget to work hard."

After returning to the Zen room, Meng Qi quietly took out the little Jade Buddha and checked with his back to Zhenying, Zhenguan, etc. He only felt that the tentacles were warm, and the coolness penetrated into the body, making people's mind clear.

"It's a real treasure!" Meng Qi rejoiced, looked over and over again, wanting to discover more secrets, but never got anything, had to condense his mind, no longer think about these things, and began to try to settle, and in the Jade Buddha's With the help of this, the admission is very easy.

After metamorphosis, Meng Qi frowned suddenly, thinking about it, and took the little Jade Buddha directly.

The first step in martial arts practice cannot rely on foreign objects. If it becomes a habit, it will be like walking on a stick in the future.

After the absence of the Little Jade Buddha, Meng Qi's mind gradually became alive. Fortunately, there were two previous successful experiences. At this time, the moon was hanging high, the night was quiet, and finally the mind was calmed down. Really angry.

After giving up the qi and filling in the acupuncture point, after a full half an hour, Meng Qi opened his eyes again. It is not that he does not want to continue to cultivate, but must guarantee rest. Otherwise, picking up the water and sweeping the ground tomorrow will consume a lot of energy. .

Because he had just finished the "Fixing and Cultivation" exercise, Meng Qi was refreshed and unable to fall asleep for a while. He glanced sideways and just saw the true wisdom came over, and it seemed that he had just finished practicing.

"Little brother, haven't slept yet?" Meng Qi moved in his heart, and planned to tell him about the world.

Zhenhui nodded and said dumbly, "It's almost coming."

"Well, that brother has to tell you something, some words ..." Meng Qi began a lengthy discussion, but talking, they found that Zhenhui's eyelids fell down, as if about to fall asleep.

He couldn't hear it at all ... Meng Qi twitched at the corner of his mouth, frowned, and quickly thought of a good way: "This article seems to be interested in the story of the rivers and lakes, so I can integrate the human condition into it!"

In fact, if he is not in a foreign country, he is alone, and other people are incomprehensible, Meng Qi would not care at all, but now he wants to solve the inexplicable pain in this way.

"Little master, I once heard the story of a hero. Would you like to hear it?" Meng Qi asked with a smile.

Zhenhui's eyes opened and she nodded hard: "Thank you, Brother!"

The goods are always so out of touch ... Meng Qi scratched his bald head and looked out the window at the bright moon. The voice was quietly said: "A long time ago, there was a captain at Qiu Chuan who passed by a place called Niujia Village ..."

This story seemed to bridge the two worlds, which made Meng Qi immersed in it for a while and forgot to tell the story to Zhenhui.

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Three months later, Meng Qi was a bit taller, and "Hundred Days to Build the Foundation" was only half completed because of insufficient time.

And Xiaosha Mi Zhenhui admired him more and more because of Meng Qi's wonderful and intense "story of rivers and lakes".

However, Meng Qi still did not get the opportunity to leave the academy and enter the monk's house.

"Master Zhending, where are you going?" Zhenyong walked into the academy and just saw Meng Qi and Zhenhui holding their brooms to go out, just after lunch.

Meng Qi replied with excitement: "Uncle Xuanxin arranged for us to clean the Tibetan Pavilion."

Speaking of this matter, Meng Qi had an unexpected surprise. Just after lunch, Xuan Xin instructed himself and Zhenhui to clean the Tibetan Pavilion, and said that they would belong to them in the future.

Although Xuan Xin made it clear that they were only responsible for the storage of the Buddhist scriptures on the lower two floors and their own monks cleaning them up, Meng Qi could not help but be excited. How many martial arts fantasy stories where people get adventures!

"I don't know if it's in the Scripture Pavilion ..." Meng Qi thought about traveling around the world. 2k novel reading network