Papapa, hearing this sound, the vertical wing holding the iron fence was a little stunned to himself: How could it be suddenly broken
This kind of sound will appear when the golden bell breaks the barrier and breaks the power. The only difference is that the dark gold color of the former becomes brighter and brighter, while the latter gradually dims until it disappears.
Since Chui Yizi clearly knew that Meng Qi had just completed the third level yesterday, he didn't think about breaking the level at all. He subconsciously thought that he couldn't bear the suffering and was too stubborn to stop, so he failed.
Before he finished speaking, he was shocked to see a dark gold figure rushing in front of him, catching him off guard.
He struggled desperately, but under the suppression of the cell, he could not exert 10% of his strength, and his demonic power was completely blocked. In the end, he was unable to break free from Meng Qi's hand. He took out his belt and tied it firmly to the iron guardrail. .
Please let go, do we know how to respect the elderly and the virtuous? It lowered its wings and shouted loudly. Suddenly, its eyes narrowed and saw a strange white cloth in Meng Qi's hand. What, what is this
Meng Qi unexpectedly mastered the fourth level of the Golden Bell Cover in one day, and caught this nonsense basket by surprise. It was a time when his body and mind were relaxed, so he said with a little pride: My socks are used to stuff your mouth.
No, no, no, no, Chuyi Zi shook his head in pain, but Meng Qi still stuffed his mouth tightly.
Phew, the world is finally peaceful. Meng Qi closed his eyes and felt the hard-won purity. This is really a wonderful enjoyment.
He sat down cross-legged again, and the dissipated cold and heat could no longer bring him the same suffering as before. The slight pain only reminded him that the world of mortals was so painful and the world was like a furnace.
Unexpectedly, the sword intention of Ananda's breaking sword technique can not only kill people, but can also be used on oneself in strange ways, which is very harmonious with the practice of Golden Bell Cover. Meng Qi thought about the fact that he had broken the barrier in one day, and his understanding of Ananda's sword-breaking skills became deeper. What was broken was the precept, and what was tempered was the heart.
Well, it seems that Buddhist magical skills all pay attention to Zen mind and sudden enlightenment. If the Zen mind can be clear and the true meaning is understood, then the practice will have incredible effects. It is impossible to achieve rapid progress. If you cannot achieve enlightenment and the Zen mind is dusty, then you must Polish yourself step by step and figure it out slowly.
After this incident, Meng Qi gained a new understanding of the enlightenment in Buddhism.
Enlightenment is not called enlightenment just by talking about it, but by integrating the body and mind, truly understanding this principle, and being able to practice it down-to-earth in the future.
Next, he would rely on Ganoderma qi-boosting pills to accumulate energy as soon as possible, and then try to condense the relevant acupoints of the eye orifices. Meng Qi thought about his next plan.
Successfully breaking through to the fourth level of the Golden Bell before the start of the reincarnation mission is really an unexpected joy, but this does not mean that you can relax. Only the completion of the fourth level symbolizes the success of accumulating Qi. I still lack the accumulation of Qi, so I need to It had to be metabolized and absorbed as soon as possible. However, the environment here was harsh, and Meng Qi was worried that the Ganoderma Qi-Building Pills would lose their efficacy, so he did not carry them with him.
Huo Hu glanced at Meng Qi, turned around slowly, and turned his back to him, while Han Turtle breathed out even more cold air.
Meng Qi didn't care about this now. While running the mental method of the fourth level to solidify the foundation, he was thinking about the sword intention that he had just further understood and the changes in the moves demonstrated by his master yesterday.
At this time, the clean environment around him became the guarantee for him to think and ponder calmly, so that he would not be distracted by other things and would not be impatient.
Sure enough, plugging the ugly bird's mouth was a wise choice. It was so good to be pure. Meng Qi secretly sighed. He replayed the knife that cut off Qingjing in his mind, and gradually fell into a trance, suddenly feeling outside the world.
Just as he was slowly grasping the changes in sword moves, a noisy and unpleasant voice suddenly sounded:
Haha, do you think that blocking our mouths will make us unable to speak? You are so naive and stupid.
We are Kunpeng. If we can't swallow anything and stuff it into our mouth, we are not asking for death.
The rare purity is suddenly broken, the thoughts of quiet reflection are interrupted, and the state of forgetfulness of things and myself disappears.
But in the face of this new hustle and bustle, Meng Qi didn't feel impetuous at all. Instead, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Chui Yizi, feeling a sense of enlightenment.
Purity is broken. Purity is broken. This is how it feels.
He narrowed his eyes, didn't move his feet, or swayed his body. The four fingers of his right hand formed a knife. Following the changes in his heart and the changes he had just considered, he slashed out mysteriously.
Phew, there was a sudden sound of wind in the corridor, as if the hustle and bustle of the mortal world was coming.
Chuiyizi bit off the belt with his mouth. He was talking happily, but suddenly he felt inexplicably sad, as if he had failed in his first attempt to fly and was laughed at by the sparrow next to him.
Angry and resentful, it became confused and saw its palm stopped in the distance.
It trembled and retreated suddenly to the corner, covering its head with its two wings, as if it was frightened by Duan Qingjing's sword intention.
In the cell behind Meng Qi, the fire swan fluttered a few times and flew directly to the corner, while the cold turtle silently moved many steps away from Meng Qi.
Meng Qi didn't pay attention to their movements at all, but was immersed in the restless state after being slashed with a knife. All kinds of torments, such as missing his family and being a guest in a foreign land, life and death stress, all surged up, and it was clearer than ever before.
Cutting off purity, cutting off others is pure, and cutting off oneself is pure
After a while, Meng Qi finally overcame these emotions and calmed down his heart. He felt as if he had been soaked all over, as if he had gone through a fierce battle, and then half was baked dry and half was frozen into ice slag.
Every sword is tempering the mind. This is what Ananda broke the precepts of sword skills. Meng Qi exhaled. If he had not directly inherited the true meaning, if he wanted to realize the meaning of the sword and prove the true meaning of sword skills, he would have to go through many hardships. No wonder. Almost no monks in Shaolin, where only secret texts have been passed down, have actually mastered the Ananda Breaking Precepts Sword Technique.
Of course, Meng Qi knew very well that he had only grasped the true meaning of Ananda's breaking sword technique, and was still far from mastering it.
I don't know what kind of mysterious and magical the next four moves are. Meng Qi is wandering in the world, thinking about the four sword moves that he has not yet understood at all, such as falling into the world of mortals and accumulating karma, attracting external demons to stick to cause and effect.
After thinking for a while, he retracted his thoughts and continued to practice the Golden Bell Shield without any slack. However, after completing the fourth level, he could open his eyes freely and interrupted at any time.
While concentrating, Meng Qi suddenly heard the sound of slight footsteps, so he cautiously stopped practicing and looked where he came from.
I saw the disciplinary monk Xuan Ku and another familiar monk walking over with two men in wide robes and long sleeves.
The monk was tall and thin, handsome in appearance, and somewhat frail. He looked like Tang Monk in person, and he looked exactly like the senior brother Zhenchang who had walked down Tongren Alley more than two months ago.
Meng Qi was a little surprised to come back from wandering so soon, but he also thought it was understandable. The first time he went down the mountain, he felt a lot of discomfort and unfamiliarity, so he probably just walked around nearby, and then returned to the mountain to digest the harvest. The second wandering was the real meaning. Enter the arena.
There were two men led by Xuan Ku and Zhen Chang. One was an elegant middle-aged man with a long beard. He had his hands behind his back and had a certain aura. The other was a young man with sword-browed eyebrows and star-like eyes. He is just coming of age, and looks quite similar to the middle-aged man in front of him.
For example, Meng Qi, a member of the noble family, judged the opponent from his clothing, accessories, temperament, etc. Although there are very few children of the noble family who are dandy, at least they attach great importance to appearance and image, and their external temperament is rarely bad.
The goal of the four of them was the door leading to the second underground level. They did not pay much attention to Meng Qi. However, when they passed him quickly, the elegant middle-aged man looked at him with interest and said to Xuan Ku and Zhen Chang: This person The young master is using the environment here to practice the golden bell shield or the indestructible power of the Vajra.
It was just that Xuan Ku and Zhen in the enlightenment stage were often disturbed by demonic auras and various escaping auras. Only then did they see Meng Qi in the shadows, and he let out a light sigh. Before, few disciples had taken advantage of the environment here to practice. After all, not everyone has an iron shirt as a base.
You must know that as an outside sect who practices kung fu, Tiebushan mainly relies on external beatings. If he wants to achieve a small success, it will take three years. Of course, there are quick methods, but Tiebushan will never be able to improve in the future. Well, they all thought Meng Qi was like this. Anyway, in the future, he would not focus on Iron Cloth Shirt.
Seeing that half of Meng Qi's body was dry and half was covered in frost, Xuanku was startled. After a while, he nodded slowly, as if in approval. Obviously, he didn't expect that Meng Qi could endure the hardship here.
Zhen Chang was not in a daze. After seeing Meng Qi's state, he smiled and said to the guest: "Donor Cui, this is how it should be."
You can endure such torture at such a young age. Yes, yes. I don’t know which eminent monk’s middle-aged man said with a smile. The young man behind him must have just tied up his hair and looked up and down with interest. It's strange, after all, the contrast between a young novice monk and the monsters such as the fire swan and the cold turtle behind him is really sharp.
This is not a visit to the zoo. Meng Qi simply closed his eyes and ignored them.
Zhenchang frowned and said with an unchanged smile: "It must be a new disciple. The poor monk has been wandering down the mountain for a while. I don't know which elder he is."
He is a disciple of Junior Brother Xuanbei. Xuan Ku withdrew his gaze.
Although Xuanbei had extremely high martial arts skills and was regarded as an elder, he eventually became a monk halfway through, so Xuanku could still call him junior brother.
Xuanbei Divine Monk, the middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully, walked past Meng Qi slowly without asking for his name.
The young man he brought with him continued to look at the monsters such as the fire swan and the cold turtle with great interest. He looked very curious and seemed to want to touch them.
Dad, I didn’t expect that Shaolin suppressed so many monsters and even showed their true colors. Although there are monster servants in his family, they are all tamed, and apart from fighting, they cannot be seen as monsters at all.
When they turned the corner, Meng Qi opened his eyes and cursed secretly. Whoever likes others to watch while practicing is really rude.
At this time, voices came from far away in the clean cell.
According to the decree of the abbot, the Cui family of Pingjin were allowed to take away their defected monsters. This elegant accent belongs to Zhenchang.
Amitabha, the token is correct, please come in. An old voice answered, thinking it was the elder guarding the entrance to the second floor.
Meng Qi of the Pingjin Cui family secretly repeated, "So this is a member of the Pingjin Cui family."
The Pingjin Cui family was the most powerful family in the Jin Dynasty. Especially after the head of the family, Zi Qi Haoran Cui Qinghe, attained the Ziyang Dharma, the royal family was overwhelmed.
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