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"Before this, Zeluoju had issued five Evil Blade Hunting Orders, and only one of the five hunted survived. That was because he was at the edge of the Vast Sea at the time, and he quickly escaped and returned to Northern Zhou. The strongest of the other four had already opened eight orifices..."

Listening to Qu Jiuniang's introduction, Meng Qi felt that something was not right. The desert was vast, and even if the horse bandits were ten times more in number, they would be like a small stone thrown into a river, unable to cause any waves. As long as the four of them avoided the main route and crossed the vast Gobi Desert, would the horse bandits still be able to find them?

Qu Jiuniang said with a sneer on her face:

"Although the vast sea is vast, there are not many places where humans can travel easily. Unless you are an expert in outdoor scenes and can use the connection with heaven and earth to call the wind and rain and create water sources, the issue of clean water alone will prevent you from doing what you want."

Gu Changqing's family has lived in the oasis of the vast sea for generations, and they understand this very well: "Yes, in the Gobi Desert, the most important thing is water. After all, water sources are scarce and limited in number. The bandits understand these 'terrains', so they dare to talk about hunting and killing. However, Meng Qi, don't worry, no matter how little water there is, it is only relative to the entire vast sea. The bandits can't know and guard all of it. They still have to maintain their daily lives."

The bandits naturally robbed to maintain their daily lives.

Along the way, in order not to reveal his identity, Meng Qi no longer used his Buddhist name and changed back to his original name, feeling very refreshed.

"But you are lucky. Although Zeluoju has issued a hunting order, once the news of the weeping old man's death spreads, Zeluoju himself will panic for a while, and no one will offend Master Xuanbei who killed the weeping old man just for the hunting order!"

Qu Jiuniang smiled, then her expression changed, "Go down, and leave quickly after you finish eating and drinking."

Damn it! Without the gemstone, they turn against each other faster than turning the pages of a book! Meng Qi complained in his heart, and returned to the lobby with Gu Changqing. They ordered roasted lamb legs, mixed donkey meat and other foods, and ate until their mouths were full of oil.

Gu Changqing held up his chopsticks, staring in amazement. Didn't they say that after Shaolin monks gain enlightenment, they would give up eating meat?
After the meal, Meng Qi did not delay and pulled Gu Changqing out of the Hanhai First Store.

Qu Jiuniang lazily propped up her chin and looked at the backs of the two people. She uttered a "Hey" and whispered:
"This little monk is quite interesting. No wonder you pay so much attention to him!"

Shang Yi's voice appeared in Qu Jiuniang's mind:

"He has great potential and good luck, so he will grow very fast!

Although the Evil Blade Hunting Order is not very effective now, there is a chance that Zeluo Ju will personally hunt down the little monk in order to intimidate others, so I'd better watch!"

Upon hearing this, Qu Jiuniang nodded and said in a voice transmission:

"That's right. Although Master Xuanbei is being held captive by the Vajra Temple, there is a high possibility that he will become a Dharmakaya in the future. It would be better for us to make some good connections!"

Shang Yi said:

"Not only does our team have a talented little monk, but we also have Su Wuming's disciple Jiang Zhiwei, who is simply the second Su Wuming, very extraordinary! Why don't we find an opportunity to bring them into the Immortal Tradition together!?"

Upon hearing this, Qu Jiuniang's eyes lit up and she said:
"Yes, it seems that our Xianji will be even stronger in the future, and we will be able to face myths more calmly by then!"

"Okay, they've gone far away, I'm going to catch up with them, see you later!"

Shang Yi transmitted the message, and his figure disappeared in the room. He used his magical powers to blend into the void and followed Meng Qi and Gu Changqing.

Watching Meng Qi and Gu Changqing walking towards the west, they fought wits and courage with the horse bandits, killed Shen Zui, and rescued their junior brother Zhenhui from the sea of ​​fish.

Shang Yi didn't care about these things. On the one hand, he was watching over Meng Qi to prevent him from encountering any powerful opponents that were difficult to deal with. On the other hand, he was feeling the natural world along the way.

In fact, Shang Yi wanted to investigate Zhenhui, the reincarnation of Erlang Shen, more deeply. However, Erlang Shen was not in a sleeping state at this time. Instead, he was in the Nine Netherworlds as a blood demon in the state of "pseudo other shore", paying attention to the heavens and all worlds.

He didn't want to offend Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun because of this.

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The sandstorm was so strong that it hurt his face. Even with Meng Qi's eyes and ears open, he still could hardly perceive what was happening five meters away.

Less than half a day after leaving Yuhai, the three encountered a real sandstorm on their way to Tanhan. The power of heaven and earth was terrifying, with wind and sand covering the sky and the sun, as if it was going to bury people.

Dark gold flowed around Meng Qi's body, blocking the invasion of wind and sand. Thanks to the existence of the Golden Bell Cover, the initial damage brought by the sandstorm had little effect on him. However, symptoms such as water evaporation, dry throat, and difficulty breathing could not be offset by the current Golden Bell Cover, so he could only endure it.

Compared to him, Zhenhui and Gu Changqing were even worse off. They didn't have the Golden Bell Cover, nor did they have the experience of practicing in front of Huo Hu. They covered their faces with scarves and walked with difficulty.

"We need to find some weathered rocks or hillocks to hide..." Meng Qi said to Zhenhui and Gu Changqing in secret voice transmission. He himself would not be in any big trouble, but if the sandstorm got more severe, the three of them might be blown away.

Zhenhui quietly hid behind Meng Qi, using his senior brother as a shield to block the wind and sand, and suddenly said: "Senior brother, there seems to be a light ahead!"

"Lights?" Meng Qi was stunned. He looked into the distance and saw a vague black shadow behind the layers of wind and sand. It seemed to be a house with lights faintly visible.

This isn't an oasis, so how could there be buildings? Meng Qi was very confused, but after looking at Zhenhui and Gu Changqing's current state, he felt that it was not a good idea to continue like this, so he nodded and said, "Let's go there to avoid the wind and sand for a while, but be careful."

"Maybe it's the remains of past oasis buildings..." Gu Changqing guessed.

In the Western Regions, with the shift of water sources and the invasion of wind and sand, some oases are always covered by sand and dust and abandoned by humans. Gu Changqing is not surprised by this.

"That's right." Meng Qi put his worries aside a little, used himself as a shield, blocked the wind and sand, and moved forward like a chariot.

After passing through heavy sandstorms, Meng Qi was suddenly stunned, because the building in front of him was not a relic, but a Buddhist temple that looked very new. The temple was not big, with only one hall, and it was not gorgeous either. It was just built of ordinary Gobi rocks, gray and lifeless.

But at this moment, seeing it in the vast wind and sand, and seeing the tiny green light inside, I feel an unimaginable peace of mind and body.

This shouldn't be a place where people are eaten, right? Meng Qi's senses were affected, so he could only inspect it briefly, then walked to the temple door and patted it gently.

"Amitabha, the sandstorm is fierce, there is no need for you four to be polite."

A clear voice was heard from the temple.

"Hey, did I say something wrong? There are only three of us!"

Zhenhui said doubtfully.

Meng Qi and Gu Changqing's expressions suddenly changed. There were clearly only three of them in the group, so how could there be four? Did the people inside sense it wrongly? Or was there really an invisible person beside the three of them?

"Hahaha, you cowardly little monk! It's me!"

Shang Yi appeared behind the three of them and joked to Meng Qi with a smile.

Hearing the familiar voice, Meng Qi immediately breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and said:

"It turned out to be Senior Brother Huaikong!"

Shang Yi smiled and said:

"I learned that Zeluoju had issued a hunting order for the evil sword, and I was worried that he would personally kill a chicken to scare the monkeys in order to intimidate others, so I followed you in stealth. I didn't expect to see the legendary heir of Lan Ke Temple!"

"The heir of Lan Ke Temple?"

Meng Qi was surprised.

Shang Yi pondered and said:
"It shouldn't be wrong!"

When Meng Qi pushed open the temple door, the first thing he saw was a stone statue of Buddha with a kind and compassionate face. It was in the mudra of nirvana, and a green lamp was flickering in front of it, illuminating the entire room.

The next time he looked, he saw a young monk sitting cross-legged in front of a Buddha statue. He was in his twenties, and his facial features were not outstanding, but he gave people a refreshing and otherworldly feeling, which was the feeling that Meng Qi tried hard to portray but was always lacking in skill.

"Amitabha, thank you for taking me in." Meng Qi put his hands together. Although he hadn't shaved his head for more than ten days and had a light layer of black hair, he still subconsciously performed Buddhist etiquette.

The young monk smiled calmly and said, "Brother, there is no need to be polite. I built a Buddhist temple in this desolate desert to provide a place of refuge for those who have lost their way. The Pure Land is everywhere, not only in the Paradise, but also in the heart and beside every devout monk."

"Brother, is this the Buddhist temple you built?" Meng Qi asked in astonishment.

When Buddhists meet each other, if they don’t know each other’s Buddhist names, they can directly call each other “Master”, or they can call each other “senior brother or junior brother”.

The young monk pointed with his right hand, motioning Meng Qi and the other three to sit on the ground, then smiled and said:

"I have been here for more than half a year and built this Buddhist temple with my own hands."

"Brother, this is a meritorious act."

Zhenhui said with admiration on her face.

Meng Qi frowned slightly. Could he be an ascetic monk?
The young monk still had that indifferent and otherworldly smile: "On the day I left the mountain, I made a great wish before the Buddha to build forty-nine Buddhist temples in the barren lands of the Gobi Desert and the Western Regions to provide a place for travelers to rest and take shelter."

At this point, he paused and said self-deprecatingly, "It can be considered as doing good deeds. My Buddhist name is Hongneng. I wonder what my two junior brothers should call me? I wonder what my donor's name is?"

"I am Zhending, he is my junior fellow apprentice Zhenhui, Gu Changqing from Gujiabao, and Huaikong, a wanderer in the martial arts world." Meng Qi introduced them one by one:

"Where is the mountain gate, brother?"

Although Shang Yi already had some guesses, Meng Qi still wanted to ask!
Just as Hong Neng was about to speak, he suddenly smiled and said, "This place does not ban monsters, please come in, benefactor."

Monster? Meng Qi and Gu Changqing turned around in astonishment and looked towards the door. Could there be a monster?
Zhenhui's eyes were bright and she looked quite excited.

The door opened and a man carrying a package walked in. He was thin, with a fleshless face and slightly wrinkled brows, giving people a cold feeling.

"Senior Brother Zhenguan!" Zhenhui blurted out in surprise.

Meng Qi also recognized this man. He was Zhenguan who was expelled from the temple for attacking him madly. He was Zhenguan who came out from the secret passage in the back mountain of Shaolin. He was the Zhenguan who was said by his master to have turned into a half-demon!

Following the voice, Zhenguan turned around and saw Meng Qi and Zhenhui. A cold smile appeared on his face, which didn't have much flesh on it. "So it's Junior Brother Zhending. I didn't expect to meet an 'old friend' in a foreign land. How are you?"

He walked straight towards Meng Qi, with a layer of fine black scales appearing on his face and the back of his hands, like a human-shaped poisonous snake, with an ominous aura that was terrifying and frightening.

Meng Qi had already experienced the tempering of demonic energy in the stupa, and he did not lose his mind at this moment. He drew out his sword with a clang, and started with the "Broken Purity" move, his energy and spirit restrained.

"Amitabha, the poison of anger has entered my body and there is no recovery. Please calm down, donor."

The young monk Hongneng chanted a Buddhist name, and his clear voice echoed in the small temple and went straight into the heart, distant and peaceful, like the evening drum and morning bell, awakening the dreamer from the sea of ​​suffering.

Shang Yi looked at Zhen Guan and said:
"There is nothing wrong with having hatred in your heart and wanting revenge. Practicing the demon clan's skills and becoming a half-demon is also your choice. As long as you keep your original heart and don't let the demonic energy affect your mind, you will still be yourself after revenge!"

There seemed to be Buddhist chanting in the words, which dispelled the evil thoughts in Zhenguan's heart. His self-will continued to rise, and he was not affected by evil spirits, obsessions, or inner demons. He was able to see his true self for a short time.

Zhenguan was immersed in his inner world, as if he had gone through thousands of reincarnations and had realized his true nature. Waves of Buddha's light suppressed any demonic aura around him.

"The first move of Tathagata Palm: I am the only one who rules!"

Hong Neng stared at Shang Yi and Zhen Guan with wide eyes, and was extremely shocked! He didn't expect that this young man who called himself Jianghu Sanren actually mastered the "Tathagata Palm"!
Meng Qi, Zhenhui and Gu Changqing were also very shocked. Meng Qi had become somewhat immune to the shocking things Shang Yi had done, but Zhenhui and Gu Changqing were extremely envious.

However, although they longed for magical skills like "Rulai Palm", they did not become greedy.

Shang Yi, who was paying close attention to everyone, nodded secretly in his heart. Being able to not be greedy, this character is already much better than that of ordinary people!
Shang Yi looked at Hong Neng and said with a smile:

"It's just a matter of chance!"

Meng Qi's expression was a little strange. Although Shang Yi looked calm, he felt that Shang Yi was in Versailles.

"Whoo~~~"

Zhenguan gradually regained consciousness, and his demonic aura became pure and restrained. He no longer looked like a demon, but rather had a sacred air.

"Thank you!"

Zhenguan's eyes were full of gratitude. He didn't know that Shang Yi possessed the "Tathagata Palm", but he knew that Shang Yi had helped him just now, making the demonic power in his body purer and opening up more possibilities.

In this way, his revenge will be smoother.

The most important thing is that Shang Yi was not like those so-called monks in Shaolin Temple, who blindly advised him to give up his hatred or even pushed him onto the path of evil; instead, he helped him calm his inner demons and keep his original heart.

"Amitabha, all sentient beings are empty. As a donor, you are already entangled in the karma of killing, so why bother adding to the sin?" Hongneng chanted the Buddha's name once again, looking at the package that Zhenguan was carrying with a solemn and compassionate gaze.

Zhenguan uttered a "hey" and opened the package in a trance, revealing two heads pickled in lime. The corners of his mouth curled up, as if he was happy: "They killed my parents and wiped out my family. Today is just karma, and they deserve this retribution! Only eighteen of the seventy-two heads have been picked, and there are still fifty-four!"

"Amitabha, when will the cycle of revenge end? Sins, sins, sins. The donor has fallen into the sea of ​​suffering of Shura. Why don't you let go of your obsession and follow me to build a Buddhist temple in this desolate place, accumulate merits, and seek liberation in the next life?"

Hongneng sighed and did his best to comfort the man.

Meng Qi frowned slightly. Among the 72 bandits of Helian Mountain, the grandson of the "crying old man" and the "standing Yama Luo" are still one more? It was because of them that Zhen Guan became an orphan. No wonder he met him again in the vast sea. It was really necessary for him to come here.

Hearing Hongneng's admonition, Zhenguan laughed:

"Master, you should tell them these words when they kill my parents. Yesterday's cause will have today's result. This is the Buddha's teaching."

"Today's cause will be tomorrow's result. It is difficult to get rid of the cause and effect. Don't you understand?"

Hong Neng suddenly shouted, like the sound of a huge bell, imitating the senior monks who gave a wake-up call:
"Why don't you quickly put down your butcher knife, break away from cause and effect, and become a Buddha right here!"

When it comes to debating, Zhenguan is no match for Hongneng. He tried to argue a few more times but was left speechless. He simply stopped talking and stared blankly at the ground.

Hongneng's eloquence was eloquent, but he was unable to make Zhenguan repent. He felt a little discouraged for a moment and closed his eyes and turned his rosary beads.

"Alas, if he could let go, he would have become enlightened and become a Buddha long ago. Why would he embark on the path of demons? If he can't let go and can't take revenge, he will suffer for the rest of his life. Can you help him escape from this sea of ​​suffering?"

Shang Yi looked at Hong Neng and said.

Then he looked at Zhenguan and continued:

"If you want revenge, then be prepared. The crying old man died some time ago, and most of his disciples will be hunted down by their enemies. If you follow them, revenge will be easier!"

Hong Neng frowned and looked at Shang Yi and said:
"Donor, how can you encourage others to commit murder?"

Shang Yi was not dissatisfied and said:
"Those horse bandits have committed more sins of killing. Those who kill will be killed. They have been killing for many years. It is their own fault that they were killed by their enemies today! Do you think we can let them lay down their butcher knives and become Buddhas right away?" (End of this chapter)