The cold wind passed through the cliff, like a steel knife scraping bones. Even though he changed into a thick monk's robe and middle coat, Meng Qi was shivering from the cold. He had to use Shaolin's mental skills to let the internal energy flow slowly in his body and dissipate it. severe cold.
The road leading to the back mountain has a post every three steps and a sentry every five steps. Even the edges of the cliffs that no one seems to be able to pass are guarded by monks. Meng Qi and Zhenhui Zhending are placed on a narrow road leading directly to the back mountain. In front of the road, there are cliffs on both sides, and there are dense dark forests on the left and right in front.
Senior brother, are there white-bone spirits and spider spirits in the back mountain? Zhenhui has not yet been able to open up his Dantian, and his internal strength has grown slowly. He was jumping lightly on the spot because of the cold. He was looking at the darkness at the end of the narrow road with bright eyes, which belonged to the back mountain.
Zhenyong, the White Bone Spirit and Spider Spirit, was stunned for a moment, then turned his gaze to Meng Qi, again looking like what kind of strange story did you tell your junior brother
Meng Qi laughed. While practicing martial arts to cope with the pressure of life and death in the reincarnation world, this was the only fun he had: Since Senior Brother Zhenmiao said there are monsters, then there must be fairies.
He didn't know much about this aspect yet, so he deliberately raised it to see if Zhenyong could answer some questions.
Zhenyong was also looking at the end of the narrow road in some trance, and said to himself: How many people have seen real monsters and monsters? Since the era when monsters troubled the earth, the monster clan has disappeared, at least we ordinary people rarely see it, but Occasionally, there are rumors and stories about scholars meeting fox demons and masters suppressing snake spirits. Haha, I have never seen them anyway.
Meng Qi nodded and didn't ask any more questions, because Zhenyong didn't seem to know much.
The night is long and the wind is getting colder. Zhenhui has found a stone to sit cross-legged and meditates. Zhenyong is also walking back and forth to relieve the cold.
Because it had been quiet all the time, and there were senior monks from Bodhidharma and Bodhi Temple watching behind him, Meng Qi gradually focused on figuring out the last step of the eight steps of the Divine Walk. Suddenly, a biting cold wind blew by, and Meng Qi shivered. , my mind became clear, and with a flash of inspiration, I figured out all the obstacles.
After figuring out the key to the last step of the eight steps of the Divine Walk, Meng Qi was so excited that he couldn't wait to practice.
Although Zhenyong knew that he had martial arts inherited from his family, Meng Qi was still not used to practicing footwork directly, unless he used sword skills to cover it up, but the movement would be too loud, and it would be easy to be discovered by Zhenmiao and others who were patrolling everywhere, and he would be scolded.
After looking around, Meng Qi held his stomach and said to Zhenyong: Senior brother, my stomach feels uncomfortable and I need to relieve myself. I'm sorry to trouble you here.
When he was in the Sutra Pavilion, Zhenyong had such an experience several times, and he was not surprised. He said with a smile: Go quickly, if Senior Brother Zhenmiao and the others come over, I will help you explain.
Meng Qi held the sword in hand and rushed into the forest in front of him. He didn't dare to go too far. He started practicing his footwork around the giant trees right next to the cliff.
The eight steps of the divine walk were exquisite and strange. It was dark at this time, making Meng Qi like a ghost, disappearing and appearing.
Yes, it was indeed like this. After practicing for a few laps, Meng Qi nodded with satisfaction and decided to return.
Just as he was about to take a step, he suddenly heard a slight rustling sound coming from the cliff. His energy suddenly tightened, his heart felt to his feet, and he slid silently and hid behind a big tree.
You wouldn't be so unlucky, right? Aren't there senior uncles and senior brothers guarding the inner layer? Moreover, there was a thick cliff between them. Meng Qi's first instinct was that he was a monster.
He peeked furtively and saw a large hole opening silently in the cliff next to a slightly red boulder, and a figure jumped out warily.
The figure groped for a while behind the boulder, and then the clattering sound started again, and the stone wall slowly closed.
Meng Qi guessed bitterly about the escape tunnel secretly dug by monsters and monsters, a little regretful as to why he entered the forest.
He originally thought that there were at least some wild beasts here, and it was extremely cold in winter, so the wild beasts would not come out to move around. It was a completely safe place, but who knew that he encountered such a mess
The figure turned around and ran to the other side of the forest.
At this time, through the dim moonlight, Meng Qi could clearly see the face of this figure.
Meng Qi was shocked and shocked. He almost shouted out loud, but finally bit his lips to hold back.
The person coming out of the back mountain turned out to be Zhen Guan
The true view that attacks me and suffers from the hopelessness of revenge
Wasn't he expelled from the mountain gate a long time ago? Meng Qi thought doubtfully. In this regard, he believed that Xuan Xin did not lie to him, because Zhen Yan, his friend in the courtyard, said that he had never seen the Zhen Guan since that day.
Meng Qi did not take action and watched Zhen Guan go away, because he thought that his own strength was far from enough to mix things with monsters and monsters.
People have to be a little self-aware, not everyone is the protagonist Meng Qi slandered.
If I rashly open the secret passage, I am afraid that after entering, I will not get the magical power of the demon beast inner elixir and other magical powers, but I will be directly killed and silenced, devoured flesh and blood, or turned into a puppet. After all, the former is the treatment that the protagonist only has, and I At present, it seems that there is no such luck halo.
He quietly exited the forest and decided to find someone who could handle the matter to check. Although he had already made up his mind to return to secular life, at least he was still in the Shaolin Temple. If chaos broke out in Shaolin, he might be in trouble. .
Junior Brother Zhending, you're so hungry. Seeing Meng Qi's late return, Zhenyong made a funny joke.
Meng Qi said with a serious face: Brother Zhending, something strange happened to me when I had diarrhea. I'm afraid I have to report it to the inner-level uncles and uncles.
Ah, then set off the fireworks soon. Zhenyong was startled, rolled his eyes, and asked Meng Qi to send an emergency signal without asking what was going on.
Meng Qi's mouth curled up. Senior Brother Zhenyong, who was usually enthusiastic and cheerful, generous and loyal, was quite cunning at critical moments. He actually didn't ask anything and tried to stay out of the matter.
He didn't care about Zhenyong's little thoughts, but decided to be wary of him secretly. At this time, Zhenhui got in front of him, took out a small bamboo tube from his arms, pointed it at the sky, and opened the lid.
With a whoosh, a red light shot into the sky and exploded into a brilliant scene in mid-air.
The junior brother was indeed a man of action. He sent out the signal without asking any questions. Meng Qi wiped cold sweat and stood in front of Zhenhui with a knife in hand, guarding against possible attacks.
After two or three breaths, Meng Qi's eyes blurred and he saw a handsome but extremely melancholy middle-aged monk. He was wearing a yellow monk's robe and a red cassock. His right hand held a string of black beads engraved with a Buddha statue. .
Yellow monk robe, red cassock. Which monastery is this? The chief or elder. Meng Qi opened his mouth to address him, but when the words came to his mouth, he was stunned. Should he call him uncle, or uncle? Taishi uncle, he didn't even know him. Seniority is so nerve-wracking.
However, seeing an eminent monk of this level coming over, Meng Qi felt a little calmer.
The middle-aged monk had a solemn expression when he arrived, but after seeing the calmness here, his expression softened. Seeing Meng Qi's hesitation, he guessed what he was struggling with and smiled slightly: "The old monk's name is Xuanbei, why did he say it just now?" emergency fireworks
Meng Qi, who was already the leader or elder of the Xuan generation, was shocked, but he still suppressed the fluctuation in his heart and said what he had just thought about repeatedly: Uncle Xuanbei, my disciple just went to relieve himself in the forest over there and saw the cliff. A secret door appears on the wall
Xuanbei listened to Meng Qi's story with a calm expression, nodded slightly and said: "You did a good job, neither rash nor concealing anything." Are you sure that figure is Zhen Guan who was expelled from the mountain gate before
The disciple recognized his appearance, but didn't know if he was transformed into a monster. Meng Qi answered honestly.
After Xuan Bei inquired about the location of the secret door and nearby features, he gave an order: "You will follow Xuan Chi back to the Wu Monk Academy later, and you can leave the matters here to Lao Na."
Yes, Uncle Xuanbei. Meng Qi was eager to leave here. Now he was always worried that there would be monsters and ghosts coming out of the darkness nearby.
Xuan Bei didn't move, and suddenly disappeared on the spot, flashing at the edge of the forest. There was a faint sound of Zen chanting around him, and a little bit of Buddha's light flickered, solemn and sacred, transcendent from the world, just like the arrival of Arhat Bodhisattva.
Is this the strength that is close to the peak of the outdoor scene? Looking at the direction in which Xuan Bei disappeared, Zhenyong murmured to himself.
Meng Qi looked at him in astonishment: Senior brother Zhenyong, do you know this senior uncle
Zhenyong came back to his senses and said with full emotion: Except for the Uncle Xuanzhi Xuanku and others that I see every day, I don’t recognize any other uncles, but this Uncle Xuanbei has a very good reputation. Senior Brother Chang mentioned it.
Zhenchang, Meng Qi, the head of the three disciples of the Zhenzi generation, knows Zhenchang. It is said that he is a little more powerful than Zhenmiao and Zhenben.
Zhenyong continued: Uncle Xuanbei was originally a top master in the world, nicknamed Qi Jue Shou, but later he suffered a misfortune and was wiped out by others. Although he finally got his revenge, the opponent had a deep background and had a master level. Characters come to get him. He was already disheartened, and with the impetus of this incident, he fled to our Shaolin, joined Buddhism, ended his worldly ties, and became the Ancient Buddha of Qingdeng.
Because of his outstanding talent and his devotion to Buddhism, he was valued by the abbot master and accepted him as his disciple. He made an exception and made him a direct successor. He learned the Moko Demon Subduing Fist. He was also extraordinary. In a short period of time, he made a breakthrough and entered the world. He joined the ranks of masters, and later became the first eminent monk of the Xuan generation to enter the eighth level of the outdoor scene, only one step away from the peak.
Meng Qi thought quietly, while Zhen Hui listened with interest.
Afterwards, Zhenmiao and others rushed over, along with many monks in yellow clothes that Meng Qi didn't recognize, and the three of them were led back to the Wu Monk Academy by Xuan Chi.
The next morning, just when Meng Qi was about to go out to practice calligraphy and inquire about the outcome of this matter, because he was guarding the back mountain the day before and did not have to get up early to fetch water, the door was pushed open, and the rather sinister-looking disciplinary monk Xuan Kong walked in, behind him Followed by a dejected Jinyoung.
Your discovery yesterday caused the failure of a conspiracy of the demon in the back mountain. The Bodhi Courtyard will reward you, but I guess it will be a few days later. Xuan Kongpi said with a smile, but it is true that when you were guarding the important road and you left your post without permission, the Discipline Academy had to punish you. Based on your achievements this time, I will punish you by facing the wall in the meditation room for three days.
Meng Qi just said "Oh" after facing the wall for three days. He didn't care about the punishment because it was too light and he could calm down and polish his internal strength.
He is fully looking forward to the reward from Bodhi Court. Will it be one of the seventy-two unique skills
Three days later, Meng Qi finished facing the wall and opened the door of the room with ease and joy after eating the dinner.
Um, junior brother, why aren't you happy that Meng Qi met Zhen Hui when he went out
Zhenhui said angrily: Today, my uncles and uncles came to select disciples, but you, senior brother, were punished to face the wall and couldn't get out.
Meng Qi's face suddenly turned gloomy. It turned out that this was his purpose.
Is it because of the previous disrespect, or because of my brother who is in the Discipline Academy
He narrowed his eyes and said to Zhenhui in a calm tone: "Let's go to the martial arts hall."
Although Meng Qi didn't really want to become a disciple and it would be difficult to leave Shaolin, he still wouldn't be happy when faced with this situation.
As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Qi suddenly saw two lines of words on the thin snow in the courtyard:
The second reincarnation begins
Please be mentally prepared and pull in directly without informing you when you open it again in the future.