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"I watched him build a red building... I watched his building collapse..."

Meng Qi looked at the flames rising to the sky and the black smoke filling the air. Buildings kept burning and collapsing. The prosperous scene before was reduced to ruins. He couldn't help but feel that the world is impermanent and he felt sad.

It was already the second day. After leaving the oasis, Meng Qi and Zhen Hui headed towards Tanhan.

On the way, they encountered many horse bandits, and just now they passed by a camp where horse bandits gathered.

The ruins were the scene after Meng Qi, unable to bear the brutality of the bandits, set fire to them with Zhenhui. At this time, he was followed by a group of "women soldiers", the poor women who were persecuted by the bandits.

Zhenhui had no feelings towards this kind of "sadness". She looked at the girls with excited and sad faces, and said to Meng Qi with admiration: "Brother, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. You have built many pagodas."

"Buddha statues are meaningless to me. I save people just because I can't bear it." Meng Qi sighed. He could understand the root of his own thoughts, which could be regarded as progress in his mind.

Zhenhui was about to say something when suddenly he looked straight ahead and shouted in surprise and joy, "Master, we are here!"

Meng Qi's body swayed and he almost fell off the horse. What? The master is here? Where? Where?

He looked around and suddenly saw a familiar figure in a red cassock before him. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry and asked, "Master, why are you here?"

What should I do with my escape plan? Another master is watching!
But it's just a coincidence...

Xuan Bei looked at his disciple who had grown a little taller and no longer had any trace of sadness on his face, and nodded with satisfaction:

"You have been missing in the Fish Sea for many days. I was afraid that you had mistakenly entered the source of the Sky Sea, so I came to Tanhan to look for the entrance. I didn't expect to see a fire tonight, so I came over to take a look, and I ran into you."

The existence of Tian Haiyuan is no secret to the Shaolin top leaders, and great demons such as Jiuyuan Yaozun are still suppressed under the stupa.

"Master, we were indeed trapped in Tianhaiyuan for a day, thanks to the protection of Brother Hongneng, the successor of Lanke Temple." Meng Qi answered honestly on this matter.

Now that you have been caught by the master, don't think about running away for the time being. Try to cover up the secret first.

"One day in Tianhaiyuan is almost one month outside, no wonder." Xuanbei said thoughtfully, "Lankuo Temple has always been mysterious. Even I don't know much about their origins. It's fate that you can meet Hongneng. The abbot was able to attain the Dharma body in the past, which was related to his entering Lanke Temple to observe the scriptures."

With Xuan Bei around, the speed of the entire cavalry suddenly slowed down. They were not afraid even if the "Crying Old Man" came, let alone Ze Luoju and the like.

While the master and the other two were greeting each other, Meng Qi had been using his brain, his thoughts racing, weaving a complete set of "lies", and using a "euphemistic" way to tell what happened in the Demon Tomb World.

He mixed eight truths with two lies, and the key points were perfectly matched. Xuan Bei did not hear any problems and nodded gently: "You have the divine thunder body tempering, which is equivalent to the fifth level of the Golden Bell Cover, the spirit release, which directly attacks the soul, and the Ananda sword technique of breaking the precepts. No wonder you can deal with these horse bandits."

He has great confidence in Shaolin Kung Fu. Although the fifth level of the Golden Bell Cover only has four orifices, its effect is equivalent to the effect of six orifices in most horizontal training Kung Fu.

After listening to Meng Qi's story, Xuan Bei said with relief and satisfaction:

"Thank you for your hard work on this trip. I was careless and thought that the crying old man had died on Su Wuming's sword, which almost put you in an irretrievable situation. Fortunately, you managed to survive and saved Zhenhui. Well, now that you have opened the four orifices, it's time to practice the fifth and sixth levels of the Golden Bell Cover."

As he spoke, he took out two thin secret books and handed them to Meng Qi. It was obvious that they had been copied long ago.

Meng Qi felt sad. If he had known this would happen, why would he bother to exchange for the sixth level of the Golden Bell Cover?

But he soon became happy. After a few days, he used the excuse of tempering his body with the divine thunder essence to quickly complete the fifth level. The secret would be covered up. When he returned to Shaolin, he would be able to enter the Sutra Library. Although he could not read and memorize the "Outer Fifty-Eight" and other collected martial arts in one go, he could still borrow a book every once in a while. That would be countless good deeds!
Moreover, he has already opened four orifices, and his current strength is no less than that of his senior brother in his youth. He can completely try to break through Tongren Lane and go down the mountain by himself. Why should he implicate his master?
The prospects were bright, and Meng Qi smiled a little foolishly.

After Xuan Bei figured out the whole story, he looked at the group of "women soldiers" and ordered, "Okay, when we get to Tanhan, if any of them want to stay in the Western Regions, arrange for them to go to Yuhai. If they are willing to go to Dajin, they can return to Liushaji together. Kongjian, the uncle master, and the others are still waiting there."

After a pause, he explained so that his disciples would not have a bad impression of their elders: "Since we don't know whether you have mistakenly entered Tianhaiyuan or taken a detour back to the Central Plains, we split our troops into two groups. One group will wait in Liushaji to avoid missing you, and the other group will go to Tanhan to search for you."

"Disciple will follow Master's instructions." Meng Qi replied happily.

With the master by his side, he could calmly and properly arrange a way out for these unfortunate women.

Two days later, five more figures appeared in the desert bandit camp.

The camp was filled with broken walls and burnt black objects, and many corpses were eaten to pieces by wild beasts. It was like Hell.

The five people didn't say anything. They checked all the way and even went to the back room of the leader, where they saw the charred corpse that remained after the fire.

"He didn't even spare the children. Is he really a monk..." one of his men said in shock.

He said solemnly:

"Yes, two little monks, how dare they..."

He took out a transparent stone with a faint green glow from his arms, and stretched out his right palm. Suddenly, black mist rose in the room and a shrill cry was heard.

Although he was not from the lineage of the Crying Old Man, he got a magic weapon from You Huanduo by coincidence. He could use this stone to perform some auxiliary magic and record the influence of the outside world.

Black air poured into the stone, turning it from transparent to light black, occasionally revealing a distorted face.

"Boss, what are you doing?"

He rarely smiled: "Of course, it's for the old monks to see, to let them see how inhumane the Shaolin disciples are. They are cruel and bloodthirsty. They don't act like monks, but more like Shuras."

"That's right!" The subordinate who was asking the question clapped his hands, "Shaolin claims to be the authentic Buddhist sect, and the Buddha is innate, so they will definitely not tolerate such a disciple. When the time comes, either they will abolish their martial arts and suppress them in the back mountain, or they will abolish their martial arts and swear an oath and expel them from the mountain gate!"

“No matter if it was done by Monk Zhending or not, at least he was involved in this matter. The head monk of Shaolin Discipline Academy, Monk Wujing, hates evil and will definitely handle it impartially. If he is stripped of his power and expelled from the mountain, that would be very interesting!”

"Boss, be careful, this bald donkey can summon thunder!" his men warned.

"What are you afraid of? No matter what the reason is for him to use the external scene method, at least one thing remains unchanged, that is, the external scene method is a huge burden for the awakening period and consumes a lot of energy. I want to see what he can use to summon the thunder when he has no martial arts!"

“Besides, he is a direct descendant of Shaolin, and must have been taught the 72 Shaolin secret techniques. When we torture him severely, maybe we can also learn a few Shaolin secret techniques!

If we can rely on the Vajra Temple with this, we can rest assured in this Western Region!"

"Boss, you are wise!" another subordinate flattered him.

If Shang Yi were here, he would surely sigh, "God's will is unpredictable."

Different places, different people, but the same time, similar conversations, and even similar means; although You Haoduo and others had died at the hands of Shang Yi, an unknown horse bandit appeared.

It's not hatred, but coveting Shaolin's unique skills, and also wanting to make friends with Vajra Temple!

This is very reasonable, but in the eyes of Shang Yi, a book reader, it is the most unreasonable. If there is no "God's will" arrangement here, Shang Yi does not believe it!

On the other hand, some of the women rescued by Meng Qi were separated in Tanhan. They were originally from the Western Regions and were inevitably afraid of being far away from their hometowns, so they followed the caravans close to Shaolin. Some went to Yuhai, and some went north to the oasis protected by the Snow Mountain Sect. Most of the remaining women were born in the Central Plains, or had no relatives in the Western Regions. They planned to change their environment and forget the past, so they followed Kongjian, Wujing, Xuanbei and others to return to the east. After entering Yumen Pass, people from different directions naturally said goodbye, and Shaolin was determined to save people to the end, so they would naturally look for reliable caravans or escort agencies to help bring them.

Back at the inn, Meng Qi and Zhen Hui saw their master seeing off an escort, followed by several familiar women.

"Two masters, we will pray for you every day." When these women saw Meng Qi and Zhen Hui, they were so excited that they burst into tears.

The escort was given some instructions by the Shaolin elder who was at the peak of his abilities, and he felt so light all over that he almost forgot where he was.

After a few pleasantries, Meng Qi and Zhen Hui couldn't stand the enthusiasm and hid upstairs.

"Everyone heading north and south has left, and only a few are left who are continuing to return east with us." Xuan Bei walked upstairs. He was not annoyed by the tediousness of the work. Being able to help others made him feel rich and peaceful in his heart.

"Xuanbei, Zhending, Zhenhui, please come to my room for a moment."

Kong Jian had a white beard hanging down to his chest, and beside him was Wu Jing, who had bronze skin and sharp features. Both of them had serious expressions, which gave Meng Qi a bad feeling.

Xuan Bei led two disciples into the guest room. Kong Jian waved his sleeves and clear glass light lit up everywhere, enveloping the entire room.

"Are you hiding anything about the horse bandits?"

As the head of the Vinaya Institute, Wu Jing always speaks directly.

During the Liusha Collection, Xuanbei downplayed the killings committed by Mengqi and Zhenhui, and emphasized that they rescued a group of women in distress. According to the "Precept of Benefiting All Living Beings", the killing committed in this situation does not need to be punished - the precept of benefiting all living beings means that monks who practice the Bodhisattva Path must save all living beings. Therefore, the Shaolin precepts state that killing evil people in order to save good people does not count as breaking the precept of killing.

"No." Meng Qi hesitated for a moment and chose to answer this way. He really didn't think of anything he had hidden.

"Amitabha, I am guilty, guilty. A donor entrusted me with this." Kong Jian chanted the Buddha's name softly, took out a light black stone that was constantly flowing, and emitted thousands of glazed rays of light from his palm, which penetrated into it.

Black air rose, and wronged souls emerged, reenacting the scene at that time.

At that time, Meng Qi was furious at the bandits for their evil deeds and lack of conscience. At the same time, he had been frustrated in recent days and had a strong murderous intent in his heart, so he attacked without mercy. At the same time, he handed some of the people over to the women in distress, allowing them to take revenge and satisfy their obsession.

Therefore, although some of them did not die at the hands of Meng Qi, they died because of him, at the hands of those women in distress.

Even more, one of the wronged souls imagined himself dragging Zhenhui out of the house.

If I had known earlier, I would have let my junior fellow apprentice use the Buddhist beads to pray for the souls of the dead... Meng Qi, who lacked the self-awareness of a monk, only thought of this at this moment.

At the same time, he also recalled what Shang Yi said in the reincarnation world about killing people, burning corpses, transcending, erasing cause and effect, and providing his one-stop service so that his opponents would never be able to threaten him again. He smiled in his heart, thinking that it was still not safe enough at that time!
Xuan Bei looked at Meng Qi and Zhen Hui in astonishment. He had never expected such a thing to happen.

"You allowed others to kill people indiscriminately, which is your first mistake. You denied it flatly and covered it up with excuses, which is your second mistake. These two mistakes show that you are murderous, cruel, cold-blooded, and have no mercy. You are also unrepentant!"

Wu Jing said solemnly that he and Kong Jian had just checked and found that the wronged spirit did not lie.

Meng Qi didn't know how to answer, because that was indeed what happened, but he was not like what the abbot said!
Xuan Bei suppressed his shock, suddenly stood up, and bowed solemnly:
"I am guilty. I saw that Zhending was remorseful, so I asked him to lie and conceal the matter."

Meng Qi looked at his master in bewilderment. He helped him...

At this time, Xuan Bei secretly hinted to Meng Qi that he should admit his mistake quickly, as there was still a glimmer of hope.

Just as Meng Qi was about to speak and take responsibility for his mistake, Wu Jing said sternly, "The mistake has been made and cannot be reversed. Zhen Hui's original intention was okay, but his power was weak and he did not have the ability to stop Zhen Ding from dragging him away. He was not at fault this time, but he helped to conceal the incident afterwards and disrespected the temple rules. He must be punished and sent back to the back of the temple for two years."

As the head of the Vinaya Institute, he has the right to make a punishment decision accompanied by an elder and then report to the abbot afterwards.

"Xuan Bei, as a master, you did not teach by example, but instead encouraged your disciple to lie and escape punishment. You must face the wall for a year."

Wu Jing stopped Xuan Bei from speaking, and then looked at Meng Qi:

"Zhen Ding, you are extremely evil and cruel. You must abolish your martial arts, be expelled from the mountain, and swear a soul oath not to teach your unique skills to others privately!"

Xuan Bei's face changed drastically, and he begged Ken eagerly:

"Uncle Master, since Zhending has saved so many people in distress, please give me a lighter punishment."

However, Xuan Bei calmed down as soon as he finished speaking. He remembered that when he was talking with Shang Yi before, he mentioned that the Shaolin abbot Master Kongwen was the magic master Han Guang in disguise. Now the Shaolin Temple is extremely dangerous, maybe expelling him from Shaolin is a good thing.

"Merits and demerits cannot be offset. Zhending's saving of people is his own reward. Moreover, the sending of the Wrathful Soul Stone must be a conspiracy of the Crying Old Man's lineage. They may be lying in ambush nearby. So the reward is to send Zhending to another city to avoid it."

Wu Jing said this impartially.

Meng Qi's mind was buzzing, and he was at a loss. How did things get to this point...

But thinking that this might be a good opportunity to leave Shaolin, he gritted his teeth, raised his head, and looked at Wu Jing stubbornly:

"Master, I am not wrong!"

"No fault?" As the head of the Discipline Institute, Wu Jing had never encountered a disciple who had committed a crime and showed no remorse. He was immediately enraged and asked sternly.

"Amitabha, what a sin, what a sin." Kongjian paused as he was pinching the Buddhist beads.

Xuan Bei looked at Meng Qi deeply, and realized that Meng Qi might have other opportunities and did not want to stay in Shaolin forever.

Thinking back to what Zhenhui had said before, that the free Buddhist disciple Huaikong had a good relationship with Meng Qi, he thought that the two of them might have some other connection, and he immediately felt relieved.

Meng Qi stiffened his neck and said fearlessly, "Master, don't you know the principle of eradicating all evil? When will the cycle of revenge end? Only by eradicating the roots can we avoid killing and adding more sins."

"If we allow the evildoers to go free and just educate them, it is inevitable that more good people will suffer. Isn't this adding to the sin? Killing is for self-protection, to eliminate karma, not to kill people!"

"Shaolin is Zen Buddhism. Buddha is not something that can be sought outside of oneself. One's nature is self-sufficient. The Buddha is an enlightened being and a teacher. He should not be a clay sculpture or wooden puppet enshrined in a temple. But you have forgotten the original meaning of Zen Buddhism. You burn incense and worship Buddha, serve Buddha with your body, and regard Buddha as a god. You worship him and have lost your original intention!"

"The way of Zen is to seek the Buddha in one's heart. Everyone has Buddha nature. As long as one is not blinded by the false combination of the four elements, one is already a Buddha. Why do you still need to do good deeds, stop killing, accumulate merits and virtues, and seek the way of Bodhisattva outside?"

"Hypocrisy! Heretic!"

He would spray whatever he could to anger Wu Jing, regardless of whether it made sense or not, or whether it was in line with his own ideas.

"You evil creature, where do you get these twisted and heretical ideas from!" Wu Jing shouted sternly.

Ever since he knew that Shang Yi had learned a set of external-level great and invincible Vajra demon-slaying magical powers from the Diamond Sutra, he had also carefully comprehended it when he was copying the Buddhist scriptures for Shang Yi. For a while, Wu Jing couldn't refute what he said. (End of this chapter)