The Sage Who Transcended Samsara

Meng Qi turned up sharply and sat up, panting heavily. He had a nightmare just now, dreaming that his identity was exposed, and the abbot who had been certified by Luo Hanjin was shot dead.

Although he had never seen the abbot, the dream was so clear that he trembled after waking him up.

"Where is this ..." Suddenly, a hint of crisp female voice implied into Meng Qi's ear.

Who? Why are there women in the zen room? Meng Qi was shocked, and looked around, and suddenly he was on the spot, where is his own Zen room!

This is a square paved with stones similar to white marble. The center is empty and surrounded by a circle of statues of fairy animals such as dragons, phoenixes, yaks, and magpies. Next to me, I saw Jiang Xiwei, the girl in the sword-washing cabinet yesterday , Zhenwu school disciple Zhang Yuanshan, and Xuan Tianzong's heir Qing Jingzheng looked around with doubt.

Meng Qi stood up struggling, and looked at it all in confusion, wondering what happened. He slept in the zen room well, how could he come here, and also encountered these talented disciples, Still dreaming?

Suddenly, Qingjing's angry face appeared in front of Meng Qi. He frowned and yelled, "What do you Shaolin want to do? Do you want to be a public enemy of all factions?"

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

"Qingjing, don't rush to a conclusion first, then check the back of the statue, and then look at the development of things." Zhang Yuanshan maintained a calm attitude.

Jiang Yan frowned slightly: "The little monk is just a miscellaneous monk. Even if this matter is related to Shaolin, he won't know why he should embarrass him? And, I don't think we have anything worthy of Shaolin's plot."

Qingjing waved her right hand in annoyance: "Isn't this obvious? Shaolin has time to hear this land fairy who has obtained the" Dragon, Lohan and Golden Body ". Who can hide his Tianyantong, Tianertong, and nothing? Take us away from the Shaolin Temple and our elders in a voice? I can't think of any other possibility besides doing it by myself! "

"I, I'm not in Shaolin ..." At this moment, a timid man appeared behind a statue, about thirty years old, with a strong build and a rough beard.

"Who else? Friends will come out and see Zhang Yuanshan in Zhenwu." Zhang Yuanshan said for a moment, then said loudly.

"Brother Zhang, you are here, too." Two people came out behind the different statues. One was a tall girl with white handkerchief in her hair, her skin was wheat-colored, and the other was an ordinary young man with an expression. Shen Ning, very serious.

Zhang Yuanshan was silent for a moment, his expression became more solemn: "It was the sister Qi Xia of Dajiang Gang, you are here after waking up?"

Jiang Yan slightly paced up to Meng Qi and said thoughtfully, "She is the youngest daughter of Qi Yuan and his predecessor, Da Jiang Gang's deputy, and this time also came to Shaolin."

"I don't know ..." Meng Qi could only answer honestly, countless thoughts rolled in his head, and began to guess what happened to himself and others.

"Yes, but we woke up behind the stone statue. When we heard someone talking here, we didn't dare to see each other for a while." Qi Xiadai frowned and pointed to the wretched man. By mistake, this is the fragrant owner of my Dajiang gang, and Jiang Zuoyan has no words. He did not follow me to come to Shaolin. At this time, he should still be in Maoling, Jiangdong. "

"Yes, yes! Miss three, me, I just won a lot at Maoling Tianzi No. 1 Casino, and found some popular pink singers, but when I woke up, I was in this inexplicable place!" Fearless and fearful of words.

Jiang Yan smiled a little, not knowing whether to introduce to Meng Qi, or said to himself: "The wordless generation, and the head of the zombie fist, said that I was a cousin without me. The age is so high, but only in Dajiang It's not like there's no reason ...

Qingjing frowned, and walked in front of Yan Wujiang between two or three steps, and asked, "You lousy gambler, you must have lied normally, how can you prove that what you say is true?"

He still insisted.

Yan Wuxia's lips twitched a few times: "You, you can go to Maoling Tianzi No. 1 Casino and ask, to see if I just won 2,212 silver!"

With the presence of Miss Three, he gradually calmed down a bit.

"This is it?" Zhang Yuanshan frowned, turning to ask the ordinary man without a smile.

Jiang Yan stepped forward slightly, and two good-looking eyebrows were lightly locked: "This buddy, I seem to have seen you? Well, in the accompanying disciples of Huanhua Sword?"

The man in a Tsing Yi cap, in his early twenties, didn't have the spirit and desire to test at this age. He had a face like an iron mask and no expression other than heavy. He nodded gently: " Nengmeng Jiang remembers that Qi is greatly honored, and next is the regular disciple Qi Zhengyan of Huanhuajian who came to Shaolin this time. "

Zhang Yuanshan patted his left hand with his right hand, and the first time he showed obvious confusion. This time, things are too weird. There are not only four factions of the future, but also ordinary disciples and the master of martial art. It is difficult for people to see the selection criteria.

Jiang Yan slightly pursed his lips, wrinkled his small and straight nose, and smiled bitterly: "I originally thought this time was aimed at the disciples from Shaolin. Who knows that the Lord of Yanxiang is ..."

Qing Jing sneered: "Regardless of whether the people present have any common ground, how many people can take us silently from Shaolin? Huh, the air gods, the third in the list, even if they prove it ' Chunyang Tao's Chong and his predecessors can't do it!

He still pointed his finger at Shaolin, but couldn't figure out why the other party should do such strange things.

when!

A melodious bell rang, drawing everyone to the center of Baiyu Square.

"Welcome to the world of samsara!"

"There is endless danger here, but you can also get everything you want from here!"

The magnificent icy sound followed the bell, and Meng Qi frowned. It seemed that I might have heard of this situation somewhere.

"Who? Come out!" Qingjing pressed hard at his feet, rushing towards the center as quickly as possible, but there was nothing left there.

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

Meng Qi looked sideways subconsciously, just seeing Jiang Yanwei and Zhang Yuanshan's eyes glowing and shining, like a purple electricity burst in the dark, watching the sound intently 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?

Qingjing held the waist handle with her right hand, stopped there, and said aloud, "What's your intention of taking us?"

The grand cold voice said, "You will experience one world after another, complete the tasks I have published, and accumulate good deeds, and good deeds can be exchanged for everything you want, whether it is peerless martial arts, magic weapons, As long as you have heard of elixir and Tiancaidibao, you have them here, but you do n’t know, there are also here! "

"Every time you complete a mission, you will return to your world and wait for the next cycle to begin."

Meng Qi's mouth is half open, like a hypoxic carp. Isn't this infinite flow? Am I not in the world of martial arts? This painting style is not right!

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

He comes from the "Xuantianzong" known as the Emperor of Heaven, and is well-known for his secrets and treasures of magic. He does not believe that this inexplicable "lord of six reincarnations" can collect all the legendary things. Home gate!

"The Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation" didn't speak, a light curtain fell on the high white jade dome, and "Peerless Divine Performance" was written on the top, and the first line below it clearly stated:

"Full copy, exchange price: one million good works."

"As the palm of God ..." Who was there, who hasn't heard of this unique skill? One after another took a breath of coolness, you know, there are two factions in the world's martial arts masters that use their incomplete moves as the foundation of the temple! Pointing directly at the golden body of Rulai!

Meng Qi became fiery without knowing it, and temporarily forgot the question of "wrong style of painting".

Then, Jiang Yanwei's voice implicitly read out the second line: "The third and sixth forms are missing. The exchange price: 750,000 good works."

Zhang Yuanshan's fists clenched quietly, and the two basic martial arts of the Zhenwu School were derived from the seventh type of Taoism.

Qing Jing shocked first, then laughed and said, "Isn't there everything without the third and sixth swords ..."

Talking, his laughter gradually became lower. This way of indicating what is missing is more convincing than writing everything directly. It seems that there is nothing missing!

"Only the third and sixth swords are missing ..." Jiang Yan wriggled his lips slightly, a brilliant face blooming with dazzling brilliance, as if pursuing her pursuit was her biggest dream.

The ancestor of the creation school of the Xijian Pavilion was also the first type of "Come to See Me" in the adventure. Only then did he create this kendo mastery that directly points to the realm of Taoism, which can be condensed into "too superior Taoism", and before he sat down , For failing to see the remaining six types, said three consecutive "very regrets."

Meng Qi swallowed his mouth hard, his eyes moved down, and he saw a familiar name again: "Full copy, exchange price, 950,000 good deeds."

"'Xuan Gong', why haven't I heard of it?" Qingjing seemed to have forgotten to laugh at the "lord of the six reincarnations" and said to himself in doubt.

Jiang Yanwei, Zhang Yuanshan, Qi Xia, etc. all shook their heads, signalling that they had never heard of them.

But Meng Qi shouted frantically:

"* Xuan Gong? * Xuan Gong!"

Many of the martial arts on the back of this page are legendary things that Jiang Yanwei and others have heard, such as etc., but also some of the roots of Zongmen *, such as etc.

And, except for the third page, everything is written!

"It turned out to be the whole ..." Zhang Yuanshan's eyes narrowed slightly, and Jiang Yanwei pressed his right hand on the hilt of his sword.

As a proud disciple of Zongmen, they saw that their basic magical powers were listed here, and they were naturally uneasy in their heartfelt exchanges.

Under normal circumstances, for those who martial arts of their own ancestors, the main martial arts will never let go, even if they chase the ends of the earth, they must be removed.

Meng Qi is not yet a qualified Shaolin disciple. He doesn't feel this deeply, but shocks the few martial arts that he is "familiar with", such as waiting.

The magic power on this page, the lowest exchange price is also one million waiting for several peerless studies, making people see the blood. 2k novel reading network