The sky is clear, the blue is transparent, and the floating clouds are dotted. Liantai Mountain has a beautiful scenery. ,
Meng Qi did not hide his aura, and the light flew across the sky and landed at the foot of the mountain. To show respect, he stepped on the steps and walked towards the mid-mountain pavilion step by step.
In the half-mountain pavilion, there is a stone tablet engraved with the Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra written by the sixth-generation founder of Shaolin, Monk Yuankong. Facing the deep valley, each character holds a phase. All phases are non-phase, but pure.
At this time, the people standing in the pavilion were not the disciples in gray robes, but two Zhike monks in yellow robes. They clasped their hands together and whispered the name of the Buddha: Amitabha. The abbot invited Almsgiver Su to enter the temple.
Also ask two mages to lead the way. Meng Qi returned the favor with a smile. Compared with the last time he returned to Shaolin, this time it was obviously much more grand.
The two Zhike monks raised their heads and turned around. They glanced at Meng Qi from the corner of their eyes. They saw that he was young in appearance, with a cool green shirt and a calm posture. His hands were free. He still maintained the high-spiritedness of a young hero, but his tyrannical aura did not reveal any trace, and he became more and more restrained. It feels unfathomable.
These two contradictory senses are wonderfully harmonized into one, not at all obtrusive. On the contrary, it gives people a kind of enlightenment. He is worthy of being the youngest master in the world today.
Alas, the two Zhike monks are both Zhenzi generation, and the feeling is quite complicated. They are at the same age and starting point, and they are already famous people in the world, but they are still wandering around, doing things to welcome and send them off.
The whole journey was silent. The two Zhike monks lost sight of the eloquent people they used to talk to. Meng Qi could sense their mood and deliberately remained silent.
The scenery on both sides looked familiar. Meng Qi walked forward casually. Not long after, he saw the yellow wall, black tiles, and the dark red door, just like when he first saw it.
But now, the two doors are fully open, allowing people to directly see the square and the palace behind. Outside the door stands a group of eminent monks in red cassocks. The leader, with all his hair and hair falling off, looks like a dead tree, holding a nine-ringed tin staff. He was the head of the Bodhi Courtyard in the past, and is now the abbot of Shaolin, Wu Si, the twenty-seventh on the Earth Ranking.
On the left side of Wu Si is Kong Jian, the head of Bodhi Temple, and on the right is the handsome Bodhi Temple. Master Meng Qi, Xuan Bei, and other eminent monks, except for a few retreating monks, have to guard Kong Hui, the Buddhist scripture pavilion, the stupa and other places. Never came.
This is the most solemn etiquette in Shaolin: the gates are fully opened, the abbot welcomes him personally, and all the first seats are followed. It is often only used to welcome the most distinguished guests. Before Kongwen passed away, except for a few Dharmakayas who came in person, there had never been a similar situation, even though Nowadays, Shaolin is a little weaker, and at worst it has to be the leader of the top force. Only then are you eligible to enjoy it.
Meng Qidu was a little surprised by such a grand encounter. It was only then that he had a deep understanding of his status: the first person below the grand master is better than the grand master if he is not the grand master. Possessing peerless skills, except for the lack of magic weapons, he is enough to establish a large force and make friends with many dharma bodies. He has sold friendships to many top forces, and his reputation as a hero has spread far and wide, and his momentum is booming. Enough to be called the current abbot of Shaolin.
Amitabha, I am welcome from afar. Wu Si raised one hand.
Meng Qi cupped his hand: "This junior is flattered by the abbot's courtesy."
After saying that, he looked at Xuan Bei and saw that the melancholy in the master's expression had faded a lot. He felt relieved and paid homage: "This disciple has met the master."
Seeing that Meng Qi, an abandoned Shaolin disciple, was already one of the top thirty strong men in the world, including Dharmakaya, but he still treated Xuan Bei as a respectful disciple. The rest of the Shaolin monks had never seen him and had only heard rumors. My impression of him suddenly changed, and I felt that it was better to meet him than to be famous.
There are very few people who can just remember the past and appreciate the kindness.
Xuanbei's mouth moved a few times, and finally opened, revealing Lao Huai's comforting smile:
OK, OK, OK
Three words of "good words" captured the emotions in his heart, and he had so many mixed feelings that it was hard to put into words. That was it.
Good apprentice, good nephew, good young hero
In the past, the death of the crying old man allowed him to put an end to his past grudges. Now his disciple and nephew have become a first-class figure in the world. He no longer has to worry about the mortal world, and it seems that another layer of ashes has been wiped away from his heart.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wusi and other Shaolin monks led Meng Qi into the temple. They passed by several Zen monasteries and squares, and then heard the sound of monks humming. They were practicing Arhat Boxing in the distance, with postures ranging from formal to ugly. foot.
Meng Qi glanced sideways and said with a smile: "Arhat Fist is also my introductory martial arts."
Back then, in order to get a set of Arhat Boxing, I had to work hard to clean the Sutra Pavilion and ask for the guidance of the evil-minded Zhenyong. Now, I have some of the Tathagata Divine Palm, Seven Swords, Yuanshi Jinzhang Xuan Gong, and I may not even see the Dharma Body Kung Fu. It feels like a dream, and I feel so sad.
Luohan Quan accommodates the most basic changes, returns to nature, and can be used all the way to the nine orifices. Wu Si smiled and said.
The monk's Zen mind is unstable and easily shaken. When he sees the gathering of eminent monks and the arrival of distinguished guests, he is inevitably distracted. His movements are a little chaotic for a while, which makes the teaching monks scold him, but why does the teaching monk not pay attention to this place
The man in blue shirt with empty hands and no sword is the world-famous Crazy Sword
He claimed that he was below the Dharmakaya and could not escape with a single blow, which led many of his disciples to practice Ananda's breaking sword technique.
Like himself and others, he once sweated profusely here and practiced the worst and most basic skills. However, in just a few years, he has become a big man who can be almost equal to the abbot.
What a role model? This is a role model.
They all looked at Meng Qi with a smile, and continued to follow Wu Si and other eminent monks. Outside the main hall, there were several outdoor scenes and several outstanding figures in the awakening stage. Among them were the real book of Wu Chi and his own teachings that Meng Qi was familiar with. Monk is so wonderful.
The former is already the unity of heaven and man, breathing in harmony with nature, while the latter is still communicating with nature.
None of them chose to break through, but accumulated and waited.
When their eyes met, Zhenmiao looked away unnaturally, while Zhenben nodded slightly.
Meng Qi stepped into the Main Hall without saying hello to them.
The door of the palace closed, the two monks looked at each other, and both sighed. They had indeed made great progress, but the other monk was already one of the greatest masters in the world. The two monks were no longer at the same level.
In the Main Hall, after a while of greetings, Meng Qi said in front of all the eminent monks in red cassocks:
The younger generation traveled to the south and came across a Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva lineage. They had the complete Ksitigarbha Soul-Saving Sutra and the incomplete Moko Subduing Demon Fist.
Most monks changed their minds, the complete Ksitigarbha Soul Sutra
This is something that Shaolin has been searching for for many years but has not found.
Xuanbei immediately understood his disciple's intention. After being stunned, he was even more relieved and said with a smile: "You are too worried."
In fact, it would be nice to have this kind of heart.
Wusi described himself as haggard, then pondered for a moment and said: They want to exchange the Ksitigarbha Soul-Saving Sutra for Moko's Demon-Conquering Fist.
He needs to figure out the intention first. As for authenticity, that is something to consider later.
Yes, they have entrusted the younger generation to copy a copy of Ksitigarbha's Soul-Saving Sutra. Meng Qi's words were shocking.
All the monks were shocked that the other party trusted Su Meng so much that he directly entrusted him with something like the Ksitigarbha Soul Saving Sutra.
They thought it would take several back and forth before they could see this scripture.
Understanding their reaction, Meng Qi paraphrased the words of the foolish monk: The master who presided over the other party said that the hell is not empty, and I vow not to become a Buddha until all sentient beings are saved before I can realize Bodhi. This is the great wish made by Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. How can we be selfish when we practice this way? This temple is inherited from Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and has similar thoughts of compassion. If we spread the Ksitigarbha Soul-Transmitting Sutra, more people can The evil spirit of the wronged person is transcendent, why not
Amitabha is so merciful and compassionate, I am ashamed of myself. Wu Si was filled with admiration. Then he communicated with the eminent monks in red cassocks, and the result was achieved in just a few breaths. He also asked the benefactor to give the Ksitigarbha Soul-Saving Sutra to Xuanbei's nephew for a look, if it was true. This temple will not be stingy with the Maha Subduing Demon Fist.
Sure enough, as I expected, Meng Qi handed the master the scriptures he had copied with both hands, and saw him sitting cross-legged, turning the inner scene to reveal the appearance of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.
then. Xuanbei recited the Ksitigarbha Soul-Saving Sutra, followed the rhythm and pronunciation of the music, and read out the sutra word by word. There was a sudden sensation in the acupoints of his body, and they vibrated and lit up one after another, revealing the color of glass, turning the secrets of life and death.
By the end of the sutra, he was already covered with glass, his inside and outside were clear, and they overlapped with the Dharma behind him. It was difficult to tell who was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and who was Xuanbei.
He actually used this to cross the third level of the ladder and step into the half-step Dharmakaya realm.
No wonder Meng Qi was very happy to see it with the help of Ksitigarbha Soul Soul Sutra to achieve the Dharmakaya.
Amitabha, Ksitigarbha's Soul-Saving Sutra is absolutely true. Xuanbei opened his eyes and answered in the affirmative.
Wusi smiled and asked Meng Qi to wait. After a while, Xuanbei had already printed a copy of Moko Demon Subduing Fist on the spot.
Touching the navy blue cover, Meng Qi breathed a sigh of relief, finally he was not a good person in vain.
Shaolin's attitude towards him became increasingly better and warmer, and they discussed martial arts and Buddhist scriptures. It was not until evening that Xuan Bei led Meng Qi to rest.
After passing many palaces and palaces, Meng Qi suddenly saw the Servants' Courtyard in the distance and chuckled: If it weren't for a coincidence, maybe I would still be there.
Xuan Xin is a descendant of Bai Ze, a monster transformed. Xuanbei remembered this when he heard about the miscellaneous service yard.
Meng Qi knew that there was a monster change, but he didn't know that it was Xuan Xin. At this time, he was quite shocked, but he felt that it was natural. In the past, Zhen Guan was expelled from the courtyard, but he entered the back mountain halfway and became a half-demon body. , it is indeed a bit of a coincidence
After another sigh, Meng Qi returned to the place where he once lived and saw his sleeping junior brother. His face was rosy, his blood and spirit were empty but not empty, and his condition was incredibly good.
Is the junior brother still sleeping? Do you want to achieve the golden body of Arhat in Dreams? Meng Qi’s mouth twitched. Judging from the physical condition of the junior brother in front of him, he was already on location.
Didn't this guy learn to pick his fingers
Acting in a dream, realizing Zen in a dream, may not necessarily be an Arhat in a dream. Xuanbei said happily.
Because he wanted to stabilize his state, Xuanbei asked Meng Qi about his experience before going to the quiet room to meditate. Meng Qi glanced at his junior brother again, climbed onto the bed, held the back of his head with both hands, and sat against the wall next to him. Suddenly he felt like returning to It feels like a labor camp back then, but my mentality is calm, happy, and relaxed.
The events of the day passed through his mind, and he laughed suddenly, muttering in his heart:
Today’s experience can be described in one paragraph: Su Meng, a famous hero, one of the top thirty masters in the world, the first person under the Grand Master, and the honorary catcher of the Six Sects. The first Xuanbei Divine Monk and others received a cordial and warm reception. The two parties reviewed the past, looked forward to the future, and reached an agreement on a strategic cooperation agreement. During the visit, Xuanbei Divine Monk also led Su Meng to visit the place where he had learned to fight before. Su Meng Daxia I hope that the younger generations will continue their efforts and reach new heights
As he thought about it, Meng Qi almost laughed while holding his stomach.
After a while, he calmed down, sat cross-legged and meditated, his soul contracted, and controlled every move of the other body along with the mysterious and mysterious connection.
Zhou Di, Luoyi.
Meng Qi, who was in the earth body, had already changed his clothes, saw this majestic ancient city, and was ready to step into it.
He is also the eighth heaven, there is no difference at all.
The reason why Meng Qi did not exchange time for cultivation was because he was afraid that the flow of time would be too inconsistent and affect the subtle connection between the two bodies. .