The sun was shining, the water was gurgling, and a group of yellow-robed monks were guarding the entrance to the main road up the mountain. There were simple inns, markets and other things nearby, creating a noisy place.
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This place is very similar to your mountain gate. Qi Zhengyan frowned slightly and said to Meng Qi.
Meng Qi has not yet gone down the mountain and does not know what the foot of his sect is like. He can only shake his head and say: I passed out halfway and was carried up the mountain by an old servant. I have never seen the mountain gate.
This is true. It was precisely because of the coma of the body owner that he was able to travel through time.
I saw it when I went to Shaolin with the elders in the sect, and the layout of the terrain was basically the same. Although Qi Zhengyan didn't say anything more, there was some confusion on his face. Since they are two worlds, why are they so similar? The Shaolin Temple in his own world is in Liantai Mountain, but here is Shaohua Mountain, which is not the same mountain range at all.
Meng Qi thought for a while and said: "I will understand it when I get up the mountain. However, if the layout of the buildings is just the same, it cannot explain anything. According to the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation, the world of reincarnation is as numerous as the stars in the sky. There are occasional coincidences, not enough." It's strange, after all, they are all Buddhist Zen forests.
Xiao Zi, who was behind them, was listening to them with a slightly depressed spirit. Xiang Hui, who had been stabbed in the face, injured the bridge of his nose and muscles, and it was painful when he opened his mouth. Covering his face, he moaned from time to time.
Qi Zhengyan, who didn't understand why, nodded, walked to the monk guarding the mountain with Meng Qi, and said calmly: Masters, we have important news to report to the abbot of your sect.
I don’t know what the news is. Now the war is in chaos, so I don’t dare to let people go up the mountain at will. The leading monk clasped his hands together and asked in a neither humble nor arrogant tone.
Meng Qi said solemnly: I don’t know who the Master is or not.
The poor monk's dharma name is Deguang. The leading monk showed a smile and dared to ask his junior brother the Dharma name.
He was close.
After Meng Qi reported the Dharma title, he said concisely and concisely: General Duoercha wanted to lead his masters and troops to destroy the noble sect. We got the help of the righteous men and found out the matter. We obtained the list of traitors of the noble sect. It is of great importance. It is inconvenient to say it clearly, but I would like to ask my senior brother to report it to the master abbot of your sect.
Deguang frowned: Junior Brother Zhending, you are divided into two groups.
Exactly, senior brother, the other way has arrived. Meng Qi asked in surprise.
Yes, two female donors and two male donors. Deguang didn't hide anything. The matter had already spread. Lay Buddhists and benefactors from nearby sects came to help and were gathering at a nearby inn.
Meng Qi nodded with a smile on his face, feeling extremely comfortable. It's good that nothing happened to Zhang Yuanshan and Jiang Zhiwei. The most difficult thing to encounter in the world of reincarnation is such a well-known and decent disciple with a bottom line. If they are killed, there is a high chance that they will encounter them in the future. Those who are cruel or cruel, let alone those who have a good relationship with them, are already considered friends.
De Guang clasped his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name: Namo Amitabha. This is the time when the life and death of the sect is at stake. We dare not let people into the mountain at will for fear of being mixed with spies. I also ask my junior brothers to stay in the inn next to me temporarily and wait for my instructions. Master Abbot, I will invite you again.
Hearing what he said so sincerely and frankly, Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan had no objection. After returning the courtesy, they walked to the inn next to them. There were many Shaolin monks, guests and farmers selling vegetables, and a place of rest was spontaneously formed at the foot of the mountain. Earth, many sects are similar in this regard.
Miss Jiang and Senior Brother Zhang have arrived, and our importance has been greatly reduced. No wonder they don't pay attention to us. Meng Qi complained casually.
Qi Zhengyan did not agree with Meng Qi, but raised his head and looked at the sky: There is still half a day until the time limit, so he should have time to enter the temple.
There won't be any more trouble, right? Before Meng Qi finished speaking, he closed his mouth to avoid the crow's mouth.
Haha, several of them also came to help Shaolin. At this time, a rough-looking man walked near the inn and asked Meng Qi and others with a hearty laugh.
Meng Qi smiled and said: Exactly.
So are we. Ever since we heard yesterday that the barbarian cannibal demons were going to encircle and suppress Shaolin, righteous people from all over the world have arrived one after another. The big man pointed at himself, "I am Heluo Wei Wuji. I haven't asked for the names of a few friends yet."
When his name was mentioned, Wei Wuji straightened his back, as if he was preparing to receive a surprised look. It was obvious that his reputation was not small.
Meng Qi curled his lips quietly, "How do I know who you are? Don't act like I'm famous, come and worship me."
Except for Duoercha, Meng Qi really didn't know who was who, so he deliberately ignored Wei Wuji's gaze and introduced them with a smile.
Wei Wuji's face looked slightly embarrassed, but he soon became normal and said with a smile: Friends, you seem to have broken through after a bloody battle. This girl seems to not know any martial arts.
His doubts were normal, and Meng Qi was not surprised. If he were himself, he would also have similar doubts, but he might not say them face to face.
After pondering for a moment, he nodded: On the way here, I met several barbarian masters and finally broke through.
After saying that, he pointed at Xiao Zi: "This is Senior Brother Qi's fiancée. Although she has no power to tie a chicken, she has a feeling of adversity. She gave up the peace of her family and voluntarily came with us to share life and death with Senior Brother Qi."
Suddenly, the long sword in Qi Zhengyan's hand fell to the ground, and then he glanced at Meng Qi with complicated eyes, as if he was condemning but also angry, while Xiao Zi had not figured out the situation yet, and looked confused.
Meng Qi quietly spread his hands. You can't say that she is the fiancée of a monk like me.
Hehe, when it comes to the ability to make up bloody stories, who in this world can compete with me
Wei Wuji nodded approvingly: "Brother Qi can win the affection of such a loving and righteous beauty, which really makes me envious. I hit it off with a few of you, so why don't I host you and treat everyone to a drink and a change of clean clothes?"
This is what Meng Qi, a bold hero in the world of martial arts, silently muttered, but this place is close to Shaolin, so there shouldn't be much danger, so he pointed his hand: "It's better to obey orders than to be respectful."
Haha, Master Zhending, you are a generous person. Wei Wuji laughed loudly and made an invitation gesture.
On the way to the inn, Meng Qi naturally took the opportunity to ask Wei Wuji for information about the area in order to find Jiang Zhiwei and others.
As soon as the news came out, the entire Heluo Wulin was in an uproar. Under the call of a highly respected hero, many friends came to Shaolin to help. Lin Biexue, the young master of the Luohe Sect, and Wei Wuji said in high spirits, It seems that Dorcha's masters and army are about to be wiped out.
Meng Qi smiled casually and said: "I am afraid that among these highly respected heroes, you are Wei Daxia."
Wei Wuji smiled condescendingly: "No, no, no, I'm just attached to my predecessor's tail. Alas, I have been studying martial arts for thirty years, but I can only touch the innate gate. Compared with Master Lin, who is less than thirty years old, The difference between geniuses who have already reached the level of innate talent is incalculable.
Xiantian Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan looked at each other. The realm division here was different from their own world.
But this time, Wei Wuji's expression suddenly became a little dazed, as if he remembered something unbelievable.
Meng Qi gave him a strange look and stepped into the door of the simple inn with him.
The inn was crowded with people. Not only were all the tables filled, but many places were also filled with people.
Is it really so lively? Wei Wuji pulled over a young and beautiful girl and asked doubtfully.
The chivalrous woman pointed to the corner and said with a mixture of awe and admiration: Mr. Zhang has come down and is enjoying tea and wine with Mr. Lin.
Zhang Gongzi Wei Wuji's expression changed, and he was equally respectful and fearful.
Following the girl's finger, Meng Qi looked over and saw the rare purity in the inn.
In the corner, there was a square table. Two men sat opposite each other, with wine glasses, teapots and other items in front of them.
One of the men was mature and elegant, with a smile on his face, and the other was wearing a Zhenwu Taoist robe, with a straight nose, full of vitality, handsome and masculine, and he was clearly Zhang Yuanshan, an acquaintance of Meng Qi.
Around the two of them, the guests who came and went subconsciously left an open space, which seemed extremely clean.
Zhang Gongzi Meng Qi repeated Wei Wuji's question, but the meaning was completely different.
Wei Wuji turned to look at Meng Qi, nodded gently and said: Mr. Zhang is a hermit and an expert. It is his first time walking around the world. You don't know that it is normal.
Oh Meng Qi happened to take the opportunity to inquire about what happened to Zhang Yuanshan and others, so as not to know the problem, so he acted curious.
Wei Wuji once again looked at Zhang Yuanshan in awe and said: Mr. Zhang is a brave and righteous man. He is different from the common people like us. Not only did he break through to the innate level before he was twenty, but he also wore the stars and the moon for the sake of Shaolin, and passed through many interceptions. Come and report.
The innate here refers to the opening of the orifice. Meng Qi nodded slightly. This is possible. According to what Jiang Zhiwei and the others occasionally said, after accumulating qi, they can exhale a breath of turbid air and return to the innocent baby to cultivate the inner world and open the innate divine orifice.
The master who intercepted and killed them was Zhenhe Luoguan Haoran. He had been in Xiantian for twenty years and was one of the best in the world. Unfortunately, he was old and confused, betrayed his clan and left the country, and became a lackey of the barbarians. He was eventually executed by Master Zhang. .
The heroine next to her nodded heavily, her cheeks flushed and said: This incident happened at the entrance of Guanhe Town. Many fellow Jianghu people witnessed it and were shocked by Master Zhang's strength. His reputation has spread throughout Heluo.
Although Guan Haoran is old and frail, he is also an innate master, which shows how terrifying Mr. Zhang is. What is even more terrifying is that he is only nineteen years old. Alas, I feel like I have lived like a dog for the first half of my life. Wei Wuji laughed at himself, feeling quite frustrated.
Yes, I am afraid that only a talented person like Mr. Lin can have a relationship with Mr. Zhang. A disciple of an outsider is indeed extraordinary. The people in the world who passed by also sighed with emotion.
Wei Wuji touched his chin, suppressed other emotions, and said with respect and fear: We'd better go to the other side and squeeze in, so as not to disturb Mr. Zhang and Master Lin, you, you
Before he finished speaking, he saw the young monk in front of him walking blankly towards Mr. Zhang and Master Lin, unable to call him back.
He is too reckless. Even if he wants to get acquainted with an expert, he will be disgusted by this.
At the square table, Lin Bie Xue picked up the wine glass and took a sip: Thirty years of Luohe wine, mellow and fragrant.
Zhang Yuanshan retorted and nodded: It is indeed extraordinary.
Alas, the days when we can enjoy tea and wine in peace are running out. The world is in chaos, and even Shaolin has to go through a fire. I don’t know when or when we will be able to enjoy peace. Lin Bie Xue sighed softly.
Zhang Yuanshan smiled and took a sip of tea: The way of the world is to prosper and then decline, and life is born in death. Although the barbarians are strong, they will eventually decline. We must remain useful as seeds for recovery.
Lin Bie Xue was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly: He is indeed a Taoist disciple from the hidden world.
Suddenly, his smile disappeared because he saw a dirty little monk walking over casually.
"Are you?" he asked slowly, with such a strong aura that ordinary people in the world would not dare to approach him. It also made Wei Wuji faintly uneasy. After all, this was the person he brought in.
However, he saw the young monk sitting down nonchalantly, taking a cup from Zhang Yuanshan without any courtesy at all, pouring a glass of strong wine, and casually said: "Do it first as a courtesy."
Zhang Yuanshan smiled and did not stop him. Instead, he picked up another cup and poured a cup of tea.
Ah, seeing Zhang Yuanshan's performance, Wei Wuji and the Xia Nu and others next to him all had frozen expressions. This seemingly embarrassed little monk was an old acquaintance of Mr. Zhang, and he was also a master disciple of the hidden sect.
Lin Bie Xue, who was about to get angry, was startled, then smiled again, picked up the wine glass, and touched it with Meng Qi.
The expressions of the people around who were not sure what was going on became extremely exciting, and they all guessed which famous master this was.
Cough, cough, cough. After Meng Qi drank the strong drink, he felt a line of fire burning from his throat to his stomach, and he couldn't help but cough.
Oops, I forgot that this is not the original body of the alcohol test.
At this moment, a cup of tea appeared in front of Meng Qi's eyes, so he drank it without thinking, finally stopping the discomfort in his stomach.
Junior Brother Zhending, let’s not talk about the commandments, and you shouldn’t be so reckless when drinking for the first time. Zhang Yuanshan said gently. It was obvious that he had guessed before that Meng Qi had no drinking experience. It was not difficult to guess. Generally, people from rich families had strict upbringing and were sent to Shaolin at a young age. How could he have the opportunity to drink
After Meng Qi stopped coughing, he smiled and played with the wine glass and said: "How can a young monk understand the value and necessity of the precepts if he doesn't know the taste of strong wine."
Well, it cannot be established without destruction. Zhang Yuanshan echoed without caring.
As for Miss Jiang, Meng Qi has a solemn appearance.
Zhang Yuanshan smiled bitterly and said: Junior Sister Jiang is impatient to socialize and is still resting upstairs.
Lin Bie Xue couldn't help but ask about this.