"The Evil Ridge has indeed been destroyed!"
Three days later, a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, like an old farmer, set foot on Xieling.
This man is another fierce bandit under the sect of the Crying Old Man, who is as famous as the "White-headed Vulture" An Guoxie. He is the leader of the seventy-two bandits in Helian Mountain, especially the "Lidi Yama".
"Is the Glacier Swordsman so tyrannical?"
When I walked to the hall of the cottage, I saw the main hall that had not yet frozen, and Zeluoju who was frozen into an ice sculpture, "Lidi Yama" took a sharp breath of cold air.
"I am the only one left in our lineage. It is our tradition to take revenge. This matter... is not over yet."
"Li Di Yan Luo" You Huaduo raised his head with a ferocious expression, "I can't deal with the Glacier Swordsman and Gu Changqing yet. But Shaolin Zhending, the Thunder Sword Mad Monk, huh, a monk, killing people like hemp, this is already breaking the precepts ”
A gentleman can be deceived.
Now that Shaolin monks have given up killing, Zhending has broken the precept again. Just in time to do some tricks.
Therefore, with You Huanduo's deliberate spread, the reputation of Shaolin Zhending, the Thunder Sword Mad Monk, who hates evil as much as hatred, and kills like hemp, spread very loudly.
"Master?"
When Xiao Meng and the little monk Zhenhui were galloping all the way to Liushaji, intending to return to China along the road, they suddenly saw a young monk standing on a small hill in front of him, wearing a yellow robe and a red cassock. middle-aged monk.
This person is none other than Xiao Meng and Zhenhui’s master, Master Xuanci.
"As long as you're okay."
With a flash of figure, Xuanci swept down the hill in an instant and came to the two of them. Looking at these two young apprentices, Xuanci felt happy and helpless at the same time.
The abbot made a mistake, but Xuanci couldn't say it clearly to avoid embarrassment to the abbot. He had no choice but to rush back to the vast sea from the Middle Earth to pick up the two disciples who had been abandoned by the abbot.
It took several days to come and go.
Unexpectedly, in just a few days, his apprentice would become famous and... cause a big disaster.
The comment "hate evil as much as hatred" when applied to Shaolin monks is simply... just insulting!
"Let's go!"
The two little guys, surrounded by enemies, were lucky enough to be able to return safely. As for the mistakes you made, as a child, you just have to discipline them strictly in the future.
Xuanci took Zhending and Zhenhui with him and rushed back to Liushaji.
Then…
Things went as they had originally. Xiao Meng, a "thunder-sword mad monk" who hated evil, was caught red-handed by the head of the Shaolin Discipline Hall, "Wu Jing Zen Master", who came to rescue him.
"Hate evil as much as hatred? Kill people like hemp? Thunder-sword crazy monk?"
Zen Master Wujing looked at Xiao Meng with a look of sorrow and regret, and sternly rebuked: "As a disciple of Shaolin, a disciple of Zen, and a member of Buddhism, you are so murderous, cruel and cold-blooded, and have no compassion? Are you still a Buddhist disciple? ?”
"Well?"
Xiao Meng was stunned by these words, "Sir, the Buddha has the wrathful eyes of Vajra, and the Buddha has the ability to subjugate demons and eliminate demons. Those horse thieves have done many evil things, and they have captured Junior Brother Zhenhui and are also intercepting and killing the disciples. We...can't just catch them without mercy, Are you going to let others slaughter you?"
"Then what's going on with your destruction of Evil Ridge? Is everyone up and down the Evil Ridge trying to kill you? Isn't there an innocent person?"
"Destroy the Evil Ridge..."
Xiao Meng secretly sighed in his heart.
In the battle at Xieling, he followed Bai Ze all the way to Xieling. It was true that "the enemy is in front, kill everyone in sight." When he saw the horse thieves, he chopped them off with one knife.
In the end, when Gu Changqing "finished his mission of eradicating evil", he also helped.
Although he was happy with his grudges, he violated the Buddhist precepts.
It's just... In Xiao Meng's opinion, this kind of thing is absolutely right!
"First seat, disciple!"
Xiao Meng scratched his neck and said loudly: "Don't you know the principle of eradicating all evil? If the evil people are allowed to run free and are just educated, more good people will inevitably suffer. Wouldn't this add to the sin?"
"Killing is to protect life, killing karma is not killing people!"
"Shaolin is Zen. The way of Zen is to seek the Buddha in the heart. Everyone is a Buddha, and he is a Buddha himself. Wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha sits in the heart. Why should we cling to the appearance of the precepts?"
"evil creature!"
Zen Master Wujing smashed the table in front of him with a slap, and was furious, "If there are no clear rules and precepts, where is the Buddha nature? Where is the Dharma? You are so ungrateful?"
Next, although Master Xuanci pleaded for mercy several times and paid countless prices, it was still irreversible.
Zen Master Wujing, who "enforces the law extremely strictly", is completely merciless.
"Abolish martial arts and expel Shaolin!"
After the verdict was pronounced, Xiao Meng's identity as the "Master of True Ding" became history.
"You... go back to Shendusu's house! That's your home after all."
Reaching out and pressing his palm on Xiao Meng's Dantian, Xuanci let out a long sigh and sent Xiao Meng out.
Blossoming golden lotuses appear, and lotuses are born step by step.
Xuanci and Xiao Meng flew all the way. Two days later, they arrived at Wuliang City in the north of Dashan Dynasty, at the border with Dazhou City.
"Master... I won't be able to take care of you from now on. You can take care of yourself. Don't linger on the road and go directly back to the Su family in the capital city."
With a deep sigh, Xuanci shook his head, took a step forward, and the golden lotus blossomed, disappearing in an instant.
"The Su family in the capital of God? I have no plans to go back."
Recalling the time when the horse-faced old servant sent him to Shaolin when he first traveled through time, Xiao Meng knew that the Su family, the capital of the gods, was probably not a kind place.
Besides... now that I no longer have the identity of "thief bald", I have just returned to my true self as a young hero. From now on, the sea and the sky are brighter for me to roam.
Xiao Meng didn't care about the useless martial arts.
He is still young and has "reincarnation space". Even if he re-cultivates, he will soon regain his strength.
"Then... let's have a go at it!"
I found a ready-made clothes shop in Wuliang City, put on the white robe I had longed for, and put on a scribe's hat to cover up my bare head.
Carry the sword on your back in the package and hang a long sword on your waist.
After taking a look in the shop with a bronze mirror, Xiao Meng nodded with satisfaction.
"Brother, I can finally beat the snow in white clothes."
Laughing loudly, Xiao Meng stepped out of the clothing store, opened his arms, and made a gesture of embracing the world, "Jianghu, I'm here!"
"I'm coming too!"
Suddenly, a sneer sounded.
Immediately, there was a rapid sound of horse hooves.
Four horses galloped over, and four tough-looking men on horseback holding sabers rushed forward with ferocious faces and murderous intent.
"Horse thief? Are you here to seek revenge?"
Seeing the costumes of the four people, Xiao Meng frowned, "I just lost my martial arts skills in Shaolin, and there are horse thieves coming to seek revenge soon?"
A few thoughts passed through his mind, and Xiao Meng immediately understood. My reputation of "hating evil as much as hatred" is probably related to these remnants of horse thieves.
"The dragon is trapped in the shallows, how can it be bullied by the water snake?"
The long sword at his waist was unsheathed, Xiao Meng's face was as cold as frost, and his heart was boiling with murderous intent.
I am so angry that I just want to use you as a punching bag!
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Chapter 2 will be a little later at noon.