With Xuanbei's restraint, he was also shocked and lost his voice at this time, with a face full of disbelief.
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He was originally going to throw the sword back to the weapon rack to comfort Meng Qi, but when his hand shook, the sword directly hit the weapon rack, bounced to the ground, and failed to insert it as he wished. This was an absolute disaster for the strong man in the outdoor scene. Abnormal
Meng Qi used the fourth care method of the Golden Bell Cover with all his strength, and his skin turned dark gold. He repeated his previous words: Master, I have completed the fourth level of the Golden Bell Cover.
What happened to you? Xuanbei put away his gaffe, but couldn't hide his surprise.
My apprentice only broke through to the third level yesterday, and today he has reached the fourth level. This speed is like listening to a fairy tale.
Meng Qi prepared his words before entering the door, without raising his head, and said in a low voice: Yesterday, when I watched my master practice swordsmanship, I vaguely felt the meaning of the red dust being like a furnace, cutting off my purity.
When I was practicing the fourth level of exercise today, there were both hot and cold, and there were noisy birds chattering next to me. The triple torture was added to it, making it extremely painful and almost unbearable. At this moment, the disciple somehow remembered this charm, I suddenly realized that the world of mortals is like a furnace, and the heaven and earth are like a furnace. The current torture is not just the furnace fire that is inflicting on me, tempering my body, polluting my soul, and destroying my purity.
Later, later, the disciple managed to pass the fourth level in a daze.
All the feelings and insights Meng Qi told were true. Except for the source of the sword intent, there were nine truths and one falsehood, leaving no room for doubt.
But he knew that his master was an expert in exterior scenes, and it was difficult to hide the changes in his body and expression from him, so he controlled his heartbeat and buried his head to prevent his master from seeing his expression.
After listening to Meng Qi's explanation, Xuanbei's surprise and doubt faded a lot, because if these insights were not real, they would not be perfect in explanation and there would definitely be loopholes.
He pondered for a moment, and Lao Huai smiled comfortingly: You are destined to this sword technique. You can grasp the charm of the sword technique from the first time you watch it, and you have an epiphany from it.
It is not difficult to grasp the charm. If you really observe the sword technique for a period of time, as long as you are not dull, you will feel it more or less. What is difficult is to realize the true meaning and grasp the true meaning of the sword technique.
Thank you, Master, for demonstrating the knife skills. Meng Qi used the stick to beat snakes and quickly shifted his focus to his master's practice of Ananda's sword-breaking technique.
Xuanbei frowned slightly and said solemnly: "This matter must not be spread to outsiders. You are still in the enlightenment stage. According to the commandments, you cannot watch me practice another stunt, even if your teacher allows it."
Although you have only grasped the charm and not the changes and true meaning of the sword technique, you have gained a lot from this epiphany. I am afraid that the Discipline Academy will not believe that you just watched it accidentally.
Normally, one has to deliberately watch at least many times before one can have the basis for enlightenment.
The disciple saved it. Meng Qi was in the stage of carefully concealing himself and looking for opportunities to go out and escape. Naturally, he did not want to deal with those group of disciplined monks who liked to be more serious. However, when the disciple completed the fourth level today, he was seen by Uncle Xuanku and Senior Brother Zhenchang.
Xuanbei nodded kindly: It doesn't matter. There is no precedent for people who have mastered the first four levels of the Golden Bell Cover in less than three months. They are all monks with strong foundations. As long as Senior Brother Xuanku and Senior Nephew Zhenchang don't know that you just completed the first four levels yesterday. Three levels are enough, and the most they can say is that you are suitable for cultivating the Golden Bell.
The disciple was relieved. Meng Qi breathed a long sigh of relief. This was a reflection of his true emotions and genuine.
Well, just adjust your breath and consolidate it yourself. Xuanbei said pleasantly.
Entering the Zen room, Zhenhui, who happened to be taking a rest, asked strangely: Brother, why are you so early today
Hehe, senior brother, I have completed the fourth level of the Golden Bell Cover. In front of his familiar junior brother, Meng Qi did not pretend, and said proudly, he was shocked, shocked, and unbelievable.
Zhenhui made a sound, as if he thought this was a normal thing, and said with a smile: Senior brother, you have always wanted to practice special skills such as holding the flower finger and the non-phase calamity finger. Now it seems that the golden bell is the most suitable for you.
This guy has no common sense. And isn't he saying that I don't want it with my mouth, but my body is honest? Meng Qi secretly scolded Zhenhui:
Maybe it would be faster for me to practice other stunts
have no idea. Zhenhui answered honestly, without any sense of flattery.
Meng Qi coughed: Of course, by mastering the fourth level of the Golden Bell Cover in one day, senior brother, I can be regarded as an unprecedented person, and the newcomers are slim.
Senior brother, the description of you being so powerful is similar to the allusions of Jianghu and martial arts rumors. Zhenhui immediately became excited.
Meng Qi covered his face and sighed softly. This guy really had to speak very clearly to be understood. There was no need to expect any extraneous meaning.
More than half a year later, it is late autumn again, with fallen leaves falling and the sky clear and crisp.
At night under the caress of the cold moon, Meng Qi and Zhen Hui were walking in the temple holding lanterns. Tonight was their turn to patrol, and they were assigned a relatively biased route.
Life like this is so good. Meng Qi took a deep breath of cool air and praised with satisfaction.
There has been no reincarnation mission for ten months, which is really surprising.
After mastering the fourth level of the Golden Bell, Meng Qi resumed his morning and evening classes and resumed his studies at the Lecture School. However, he still went to the stupa every afternoon to meditate and accumulate qi with the help of the harsh environment. Because of the accumulated qi, he condensed the acupoints. It was a water grinding process, and his progress slowed down relatively slowly.
However, by properly arranging Ganoderma qi-boosting pills and the elixirs provided by Xuanbei, he was still able to accumulate qi within seven months, and condensed the six acupoints related to the eye orifices, so he especially hoped that the next reincarnation mission would not be too late. In two months, I will be able to complete the condensation of the nine acupoints, and I will only wait for Tiancong pills or hard work to open them up.
Of course, if the reincarnation mission started now, Meng Qi would not be depressed or afraid. Compared with ten months ago, his strength had improved by leaps and bounds, as if he was a different person.
Zhen Hui, who was standing next to him, had long been accustomed to his senior brother's strange behavior like convulsions occasionally, and was not surprised by his praise. Instead, he said, "Yes, this kind of life is really good. You can eat, sleep and practice martial arts."
His slightly childish face smiled sincerely.
In the past ten months, although his flower-twisting finger has not yet reached the stage of accumulating energy, it has made great progress.
Moreover, he is in the stage of body growth. Due to the lack of food, sleep and exercise, he has grown a full head taller, has long brows and eyes, and has a handsome face.
Food and sleep are in front of you, you pig. Meng Qi glanced sideways at Zhenhui.
After ten months, he has grown a lot taller. He is no longer the figure of a child. He looks a bit like a teenager. There is also a little fine hair growing on his lips. Moreover, his appearance has not changed. When he was sitting quietly, he had a gentle and handsome appearance. The only thing that made Meng Qi dissatisfied was that his eyes were slightly narrow and narrow, making him look more handsome and less masculine.
As they walked, Zhenhui suddenly said: Senior brother, I think senior brother Zhenyong is weird.
Meng Qi asked confusedly.
The surrounding trees and trees look like monsters in the dark night.
Zhenhui complained: Brother Zhenyong often goes out to me and tells me stories, but his stories are not pleasant at all. Well, he always asks me about my progress in finger-twisting, saying that this is the most difficult thing to learn. Stunner is interested.
After hearing the first half, Meng Qi thought Zhenhui thought too much, but when Zhenhui finished speaking, his expression became solemn: Did he ask you about the flower fingering in detail
In detail, he always asked me what obstacles were in my luck, which routes I took, and why I practiced so quickly. Zhenhui said in a broken voice. He didn’t think it was a serious matter. He just asked his trusted senior brother Confide.
Master said not to talk to outsiders, but Senior Brother Zhenyong keeps asking questions, which is really annoying, and he always asks me to go out, which delays cultivation.
Meng Qi suspected that Zhenyong wanted to learn the flower fingering secretly. As a monk who had not yet started his career in the martial arts academy, it was normal to have this idea, but how could he aim at the most difficult thing to learn
And now that I think about it, some of the details of my previous interactions with Zhenyong are a bit unusual.
Then did you tell him the method of holding flowers with fingers? Meng Qi must confirm this first.
Zhenhui shook her head: Master told me not to say anything.
Very good, we will report this matter to Master early tomorrow morning. Meng Qi didn't want to investigate by himself. If he followed the clues and found an enemy that he couldn't deal with, he would be in big trouble. At that time, others might confuse right and wrong and accuse him of being a slanderer. Therefore, he directly reported it to the master and asked the elder to go there. Investigation is the most correct choice.
Zhenhui didn't have any doubts about his senior brother's suggestion, and nodded in good mood. At this moment, he turned his eyes, pointed to a few big trees nearby and said: "Senior Brother Zhenyong got behind it once."
Ah, how did you know that Meng Qi was shocked and suspicious.
Zhenhui said honestly: After that separation, I suddenly thought that there was something unclear in the story, so I turned around and chased Brother Zhenyong, and happened to see him get behind a tree.
Then the corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched.
Zhenhui answered unconsciously: I was afraid that Brother Zhenyong was in trouble, so I waited for a while and saw that he didn't come out. It was time to practice again, so I went back.
Meng Qi nodded slightly. Because he was right next to him, he became curious. He held a lantern and walked to the tree to look inside.
There are many big trees inside, which are layered on top of each other, blocking the view and making it difficult to see clearly.
Meng Qi listened for a while but found no movement, so he got between a few trees and moved forward cautiously without leaving any traces.
Zhenhui was very interested and followed her senior brother's appearance and movements.
After walking about ten steps, Meng Qi's eyes lit up and there were no trees blocking his eyes.
This is a protruding cliff, with heavy clouds and mist below. It is impossible to see the bottom of the Shaolin Temple built on the mountain. Many places are cliffs, not outer walls.
Cliff Meng Qi looked around doubtfully, wondering what Zhenyong was doing here.
After just a few glances, Meng Qi suddenly froze, his heart moved, and he listened attentively. Then, he pulled Zhenhui over, extinguished the lantern, and hid behind a big tree.
There was a slight sound of footsteps, and a figure wearing a gray monk's robe sneaked in.
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