After carrying water and having breakfast, Meng Qi couldn't wait to walk to the Zen Heart Courtyard with his broom in hand, intending to find out from Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan and others why the bell sounded so urgently this morning.
Is it because Qing Jing’s death was discovered
Have the Dharmakaya-level experts found any clues? What are the responses of various sects in the Great Jin Dynasty
With these questions in mind, Meng Qi stepped into the Zen Heart Courtyard and pretended to sweep up the light snow that had accumulated last night.
While cleaning, he quietly observed the disciples of various sects coming and going in several courtyards, and found that although most of them had shock and confusion on their faces, only a few had serious expressions, as if they were worried.
That junior cleaning guy over there. Zhang Yuanshan's familiar voice suddenly reached Meng Qi's ears.
Meng Qi turned around and saw Zhang Yuanshan standing in front of a guest room, waving to him: Junior Brother, please come in and clean up. I am restless and have soiled the floor.
OK Meng Qi naturally knew that Zhang Yuanshan was looking for an excuse to let him in, and immediately walked towards the guest room carrying a broom, dustpan and other items.
Zhang Yuanshan waited there gracefully, opened the door and let Meng Qi in first, while he pretended to look around casually.
As soon as Meng Qi entered the room, the bright yellow color came into view, and Jiang Zhiwei turned out to be here too.
Being cautious, he lowered his head and waved the broom to clean up the tea stains and residue on the ground.
Jiang Zhi smiled: Little monk, it’s you again
Back to Jiang almsgiver, the monks have been cleaning the Zen courtyard for the past two days. Meng Qi heard that Jiang Zhiwei was pretending that the two had only met once yesterday, so he responded cooperatively.
Hearing the title of Donor Jiang, Jiang Zhiwei raised her right hand, covered her mouth, then lowered her face, and said seriously to Zhang Yuanshan who re-entered the room: Brother Zhang, Sister Qi and I didn't know each other yesterday, so we have developed a friendship. , who would have thought that she would suffer such a disaster today. I am really upset. You have a close relationship with her. Have you ever remembered any clues? I will use the sword in my hand to seek justice for Sister Qi.
Qi Xia was eliminated by her yesterday.
Why Qi Xia is dead? The horror in Meng Qi's heart is like a strong wind and a huge wave. He can't control it no matter how hard it is. How could Qi Xia die? That girl from the Jiangnan water town who was thoughtful, delicate, and fond of concealed weapons actually died.
Bang, in shock, although he tried to restrain himself, he still couldn't hold the broom firmly. This was completely beyond his previous expectations.
The sound of the broom falling to the ground brought Meng Qi back to his senses. He quickly bent down to pick it up, pretending to be frightened and said: "Little monk, I'm sorry."
Meng Qi's stammering was not a deliberate act, it was actually caused by being too surprised.
It doesn't matter, I was no less shocked than you at the time. This incident was too appalling. Zhang Yuanshan comforted Meng Qi with the same attitude towards a strange Shaolin disciple, and then turned to Jiang Zhiwei and said: Years ago in Maoling, Junior Sister Qi and I met. Although our acquaintance was superficial, we did not find anything unusual. It seems that what Master Kong Wen said is true. She was killed by a curse in her body because she tried to reveal the secret. Alas, Junior Sister Qi was in her prime, but who knew she would die at such a young age, which is really sad.
The sadness and regret in his voice was genuine.
Although organizations such as Xianji cannot be discussed publicly, the death of Qi Xia Qingjing is unstoppable and will soon become known to everyone. Therefore, Zhang Yuanshan and Jiang Zhiwei took this opportunity to tell Meng Qi in advance so that he would not be confused when he first heard about it. He was exposed in front of other monks.
It turned out that Qi Xia was obliterated because she wanted to leak the information about the world of reincarnation. She must have been wiped out by someone with great powers at that time, so she would also be obliterated. The Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation has such vast magical powers. Meng Qi understood the cause of Qi Xia's death, but the turmoil in his heart was still there. There is no peace at all. As long as there is a chance, who is willing to be controlled by others and who is willing to be coerced to complete various dangerous tasks in exchange for magical elixirs
Are the tall men and dragon-subduing Arhats powerless to stop the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation
Jiang Zhi sighed slightly: Qingjing also died in an unknown way, the real murderer behind the scenes is really hateful
I had a doubt yesterday. I wonder if you, Junior Sister Jiang, noticed it. Zhang Yuanshan pondered for a moment and said, when Junior Sister Qi’s curse broke out, Master Kongwen said that he was a step too late, but he never showed the power of the golden body. This is really unreasonable. I asked Uncle Xuan Yuanzi privately, and he only said that the rumors were true.
Jiang Zhi pursed her lips slightly: I also discovered this. After I returned to Zen Heart Hospital, I asked the master, but he only asked me to collect various information and make assumptions.
Not showing the Arhat's golden body means that it cannot prove that the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation has far surpassed the Dharmakaya and reached the legendary realm of Taoist Buddha. Meng Qi breathed a sigh of relief and was even more curious about why Qi Kongwen didn't show his golden body. reason.
After all, we are still too weak to be exposed to higher-level things. Zhang Yuanshan sighed sincerely, saying that he no longer had the arrogance he had hidden before. At his age, his martial arts skills were adequate.
Only by becoming stronger, stronger, and stronger can we get rid of the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation step by step, and not die in cruel tasks. And if we want to become stronger quickly, it seems that we have to rely on the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation.
The five fingers of Jiang Zhiwei's right hand slid gently on the scabbard as if playing a civil and military lyre, looking at the blue sky outside the window, her tone was solemn and firm: Maybe one day, we will encounter similar things. When the time comes, I can only use the long sword in my hand to cut out a glimmer of life. I would like to share these words with Senior Brother Zhang.
As if Meng Qi was transparent, the two of them reviewed what happened in the Mahavira Palace this morning word by word, except for the matter of the Immortal Miracle and the Mythical Organization.
We can only wait until the next reincarnation mission and communicate on the White Jade Square. Otherwise, if the seniors from various factions in the hospital hear it, they will definitely be suspected.
Meng Qi slowly cleaned the floor, and after Jiang Zhiwei left first, he also returned to the courtyard and continued his sweeping career. His thoughts were rolling in his heart, and all kinds of thoughts came and went, making it difficult to calm down.
After lunch, Meng Qi started to move Qi according to the iron cloth shirt method, trying hard to turn what others instilled into his own.
But at this time, Xuan Xin rang the small bell in the courtyard to summon everyone to gather.
Immediately clean the square near the main entrance and respectfully send donors from various factions away. Xuanxin looked like she had been woken up from a deep sleep, and ordered angrily. At the end, she muttered in a low voice: "Has the leader's brain been eaten by monsters? When did I, Shaolin, need to be so respectful to other sects?"
Meng Qi's heart moved, and he probably guessed the reason. The descendants of the Xuantian Sect and the Dajiang Gang both died tragically in the temple. Shaolin was in the wrong and had to make some statement.
Everyone quickly arrived at the square near the main entrance carrying brooms, buckets and other items, assigned areas, and worked enthusiastically.
Because he had mastered the iron cloth shirt and had some basic internal skills, Meng Qi was able to clean more easily. Several times he couldn't help but want to take the opportunity to practice the eight steps of the magic walk, but he also knew that there were different monks who sent guests and saw them off. There are many masters. If someone discovers that the Qing Kung they practice is not Shaolin style, under the current situation, they will inevitably be tortured.
Amidst the tinkling of wind chimes, Zhenyan suddenly pointed in the distance and said: Junior Brother Zhending, that is the benefactor of Jiang Zhiwei, who ranks first in martial arts this time, and the successor of Xijian Pavilion.
He and Meng Qizhenhui got closer, and they naturally got together after cleaning.
At this time, the masters and disciples of each sect were walking towards the main entrance, accompanied by several chief elders wearing red cassocks. The mantra was referring to Jiang Zhiwei, who was walking behind a man in green.
Tsk, I need you to introduce us. We are very familiar, okay? Meng Qi cursed in modern language in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be very interested. Hey, it’s that girl. I was helped by her once when I was cleaning the Zen Heart Courtyard.
Senior brother, this is not right. Zhenhui looked at Meng Qi blankly.
Zhenyan asked curiously: Junior Brother Zhending, is the donor Jiang Zhiwei the kind of arrogant and cold woman? It is said that most women with good swordsmanship and martial arts are like this.
Meng Qi originally wanted to show off, but in the end he held it back: I don't know, but judging from how she helped me, she must be a very nice girl to get along with. By the way, little junior brother, something is wrong.
Zhenhui frowned and looked at Meng Qi: Senior brother, aren’t heroes usually saving beauties
Gun Mengqi just wanted to say this to his silly junior brother.
Zhenyan couldn't help but laugh, and he also knew that Zhenhui was too addicted to the various Jianghu stories compiled by Meng Qi.
The handyman monks around started talking in low voices.
That is Zhang Yuanshan of the Zhenwu Sect. I heard from other senior brothers that he is a famous young master of this generation and is expected to enter the list of people in the future.
It was him, but I heard that he was defeated by Jiang Zhiwei of Xijiang Pavilion yesterday by half a move.
Such a cute little girl
Don't look down on little girls. My mother told me that the more beautiful the girl, the more powerful she is.
The reason why the monks come to the courtyard is because there are some problems. It is inevitable that some of them will speak vulgarly.
Hey, what happened to the little girl? Ten years later, she will probably be able to step into the field and become a real master. With her appearance and identity, she will definitely be chased by a large number of heroes in the world and be praised as a fairy. Zhenyan suddenly sighed, the same is true for Zhang Yuanshan. He is a direct disciple of the Zhenwu sect and is valued by his elders. His future prospects are limitless. Unlike us, we are just sweeping the floor and doing chores. We are not even qualified to stand with them.
Yes, let alone standing together, I am satisfied to be looked at by them. When I return to secular life in the future, I can always brag to my neighbors. I once had an affair with a certain hero or fairy in the world. Friendship. Other handyman monks also expressed similar sighs.
Suddenly, the handyman monk was full of envy, jealousy and hatred.
Suddenly, Jiang Zhiwei and Zhang Yuanshan, who were walking, turned their heads almost at the same time, looked here, and nodded slightly to Meng Qi.
Haha, they are looking at me
Are you satisfied now
Who are they looking at
The handyman monks suddenly became excited and talked about it.
Meng Qi let out a breath, soothing the sudden subtle emotions in his heart, and watched Jiang Zhiwei and others leave.
In the future world, they are probably the most powerful figures in the world.
With similar sighs, Meng Qi Zhenhui Zhenyan packed up his things and returned to the handyman's yard.
As we walked, Zhenyan said a little sadly: They are walking the ladder to the sky, but we can't even take this small step out of the courtyard. Hey, Junior Brother Zhending, Junior Brother Zhenhui, don't be sad, Aren't you desperate
Meng Qi secretly thought, I have to find a chance to leave Shaolin. With the world of reincarnation, I may experience a sudden surge in my martial arts. If I stay here, I will not be suspected. However, I am not in a hurry. I am in urgent need of training with a master, so I left Shaolin. , with my current strength, it is difficult to find a suitable opponent without hurting my life. My iron cloth shirt is only a small skill in accumulating energy, and it is an ordinary martial arts, but I am not afraid of being discovered. There are many excuses to explain.
Moreover, if you can learn one of the seventy-two unique skills from an apprentice during this process, you will be much more likely to survive in the world of reincarnation in the future. Anyway, you will have to go down the mountain in the future.
At this time, Zhenhui answered stupidly: Why should I be sad? When sweeping the floor, concentrate on sweeping the floor, when eating, concentrate on eating, when listening to stories, concentrate on listening to stories, and when sleeping, concentrate on sleeping. Why are you sad
He Zhenyan was stunned and did not answer, but there was a soft cry from the side.
Meng Qi didn't need to turn his head. His senses, which had greatly improved due to the opening of his Dantian and the accumulation of internal energy, had long since spotted the intimidating Uncle Xuan Ku and another monk in yellow approaching.
Master Xuanku, Master Xuanchi. The mantra followed the sound of Ye, and he quickly clasped his hands together.
After Meng Qi and Zhenhui also bowed, Xuanku nodded: Zhenhui, we will go to the Wu Monk Academy tomorrow.
Except for Zhenhui who still couldn't figure out the situation, Meng Qi and Zhenyan were both shocked.
Xuan Chi, whose skin showed a golden color and looked sharp and capable, looked at Meng Qi: Are you really determined
Is a disciple. Meng Qi felt baffled.
Xuan Chi nodded slightly: You will also go to the Monk Academy tomorrow.
Ah, Meng Qi was also stunned.