heaven money

"What else do you have to say?"

Wu Jing turned and looked at Xuan Bei.

Xuan Bei looked at Meng Qi deeply and put his hands together: "Amitabha, I have failed to teach you well and have nothing to say. Please allow me to abolish Zhen Ding's martial arts and send him to a nearby city to avoid him."

Meng Qi lowered his head, feeling disappointed. He had let his master down...

Zhenhui had been kneeling beside him with a look of remorse, and had no complaints about the punishment he had received. But at this moment, as he watched his master walk up to his senior brother and gently press his right palm on his dantian, a golden light emanating from it, he was finally moved, his face filled with fear and sorrow, and he cried out, "Senior brother!"

He is just a child after all.

There was no pain in his dantian, as if it was soaked in warm water, which was completely different from the feeling when An Guoxie attacked him. However, Meng Qi could clearly feel that his skills were rapidly disappearing.

Hearing Zhenhui's cry, he turned his head, forced a smile, and said softly: "Little Junior Brother, don't be sad, learn martial arts well, and don't let me lag you behind when we meet again in the future. Haha, by then you may be a great monk."

Zhenhui was no fool. He knew there was no way back. His eyes were filled with tears. He said, "Brother, you have to take care of yourself too!"

"I will become a great hero." Meng Qi tried to ease the sudden sadness with his smile.

Then, under Xuan Bei's instruction, Meng Qi swore a soul oath: from today on, he would not pass on Shaolin martial arts to outsiders - if he did not swear the soul oath, he would be directly imprisoned in the bottom of the stupa and would not see the light of day for decades.

Xuan Bei pulled Meng Qi up and said to Kong Jian, "Uncle Master, I will escort Zhen Ding to Wuliang to avoid being hunted down by the Crying Old Man's lineage."

Kong Jian stopped turning his rosary and sighed, "Zhen Ding, Buddhism is not the way of evil people, nor is it the way of good people. As long as you can understand yourself and let go of your murderous intentions, you can still become a Buddha right away. The door of Shaolin is open to you."

People who have committed many evil deeds can all attain enlightenment and become monks. Shaolin will naturally not reject the Buddhist aspirations of its disciples. Of course, as a martial arts sect, there are plenty of ways to test the sincerity of the confession.

After all, Kongjian is a Buddhist monk of the same generation as Kongwen. He has profound personal strength and understanding of Buddhism, and has not been overly affected by the evil thoughts of the magician Han Guang.

Meng Qi nodded without saying anything, letting Xuan Bei pull him along, step by step, until he disappeared by the window.

Zhenhui bit her lips tightly and stared at the sky outside, as if she was still expecting her senior brother to come back suddenly.

Wuliang City is where the north and south water meet.

The golden lotuses disappeared, and Meng Qi found himself at the dock. Boatmen were sweating profusely around him, and many travelers were heading south by boat.

Xuan Bei stood quietly in front of Meng Qi. After a while, he sighed and said, "Go to the capital. The Su family will have to accommodate you no matter what."

"Su family?" Meng Qi asked with a little surprise. Could it be that the secular name of this body of his is Su?

Xuan Bei did not say much, because when Meng Qi entered the temple, he was already in his teens, so how could he not remember his own title? He looked at Meng Qi deeply again and said earnestly: "After we part today, I can no longer take care of you, so you should take care of yourself."

"Yes, Master." Meng Qi suppressed the sadness that was welling up in his heart and performed the etiquette of a disciple so sincerely for the first time.

Xuan Bei took a deep breath and wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything. He sighed, turned around and left.

Golden lotuses sprouted from his feet, carrying him until he disappeared into the air. Passersby and boatmen all ignored him.

Looking at the direction where his master disappeared, Meng Qi stayed silent for a while, then he exhaled, turned and walked towards the passenger ship.

He had experienced the feeling of being without martial arts before, and it was not particularly unbearable. After all, the physical enhancement brought about by practicing the Golden Bell Cover and the enhancement of vision and hearing after opening the eyes and ears were all based on the physical body. Even if the martial arts were abolished, they would at most be weakened and would not disappear.

The learned moves and sword techniques will not be forgotten just because the Dantian is destroyed. It's just that some variations are difficult to complete.

Therefore, even if he encountered gangsters who were eyeing his money, Meng Qi would not be afraid because he had four sharp weapons.

As for the Su family in the Divine Capital, Meng Qi did not plan to go back. He had no memories or feelings about it, so why would he go there and get into trouble? He only needed to find out the relevant matters in the future to avoid being implicated.

However, I was using my "real name" and was expelled halfway, which happened to be the "developmental period" when I was growing and changing my appearance. After a year or so, even the Shaolin monks couldn't recognize me, let alone the inexplicable Su family?

He had already made up his mind to take a boat to the southeast, passing Xijian Pavilion first to see if Zhiwei had come down the mountain to travel. If not, he would temporarily take shelter with her and wait for her to recover her martial arts. If she had already gone out to travel, he would continue to go south to the Zhenwu Sect to find Senior Brother Zhang - the Huanhua Sword Sect was located in Huanzhou, which was mountainous and rugged, with miasma everywhere and difficult to travel through, and he had no martial arts now.

Not long after, Meng Qi, who was rich, found a ship heading to Huazhou - Xijian Pavilion and Zhenwu Sect were located in the north and south of Huazhou respectively.

He changed into a scholar's outfit, wearing a silk scarf on his head, a Confucian robe, and a Bingque long sword hanging from his waist. The Hongri Evil-Suppressing Sword, the Bloodthirsty Sword, and the Sabre were wrapped in cloth and carried on his back along with the package. When he walked on the road, he attracted a lot of admiring glances. What a handsome young man he was.

The ship started moving. Meng Qi stood on the deck and looked out from the railing. The rolling waves seemed to have no end, which made people feel relaxed and happy.

As he recalled everything about Shaolin, he thought of his master and junior fellow apprentice, Wujing who was too jealous of evil, the crying old man, and Zheluoju. He was overwhelmed with mixed feelings, including sadness, melancholy, loss, resentment, and anger. He wished he could kill all those villains with his sword.

"When I achieve my goal in the future, I will definitely return to the Western Regions to end today's karma!"

Meng Qi clenched his fist and whispered.

He knew clearly that Shang Yi had gone to hunt down Ze Luoju and other bandits from the "Crying Old Man" lineage that day. It was impossible for Shang Yi to let them escape with his methods. He even planned to plot to have Shaolin expel him from the mountain gate.

However, what happened today made Meng Qi realize that there must be someone in the Western Desert who is extremely hostile to him, and who has treacherous minds and sinister means. Meng Qi cannot feel at ease if he allows such a person to continue living in the Western Desert.

However, Meng Qi is an optimist. Now that he has left Shaolin, he is finally no longer a monk. He dresses like a young Confucian scholar with a long sword on his waist, which is exactly in line with his ideal style.

"I have always wasted my efforts to push forward, but today I can move freely in the middle of the stream."

Meng Qi was filled with emotion and couldn't help but recite a poem that suited the occasion.

In the past, he had been searching hard for a natural way to leave Shaolin, but today he had to leave the mountain gate due to the schemes of others. Although he was an abandoned disciple and his martial arts were abolished, he had the Six Paths of Reincarnation space, so his next mission would be directly resumed.

Now that I have entered the world of martial arts, I have gained great freedom.

With all distracting thoughts gone from his mind, Meng Qi started boxing on the deck. He performed his boxing moves with great vigor and was not afraid that someone would learn from him. After all, his boxing skills looked like the most basic and common martial arts in the world, the Arhat Fist that could be bought for a few cents.

But in fact, this boxing technique is the invincible Vajra demon-subduing magic power created by Shang Yi. It happened that Meng Qi left Shaolin at this moment, and he would be able to walk the path he longed for in the future. He was happy to get the true meaning of freedom, which made his boxing technique smoother and more transparent. Strands of golden Buddha light were restrained, and he fell into a state of selflessness and enlightenment with the unity of mind and body.

In such a selfless state, Meng Qi suddenly felt something in his body shatter with a "crack", and a warm air rose from his dantian and quickly spread throughout his body.

The Golden Bell Cover started from the first level and climbed up step by step. Soon, the fifth level was completed. In a short moment, Meng Qi's internal strength was fully restored! He even went a step further and broke through to the sixth level.

Faced with this unexpected situation, Meng Qi was shocked and stunned. He immediately understood something. There seemed to be mist in his eyes, and he muttered to himself:

"Master..."

At Yumen Pass, Xuan Bei walked into Kong Jian’s room.

"Uncle-master, I have sent Zhending to Wuliang Wharf." Xuan Bei saluted with a gloomy expression.

Kong Jian's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he asked in confusion, "Didn't you seek shelter in a sect that is close to our temple?"

Because the horse bandits may be lurking nearby, although they have not been discovered for the time being, we still have to be on guard. Therefore, after sending Zhending to Wuliang, we must not just leave. We must entrust him to a sect close to or affiliated with Shaolin, and escort him to the heart of the Central Plains, away from the horse bandits. Only in this way can we clear both our merits and demerits.

The reason why he didn't mention it before was because the one who sent Zhending was Xuanbei, who had always protected him, and Kongjian thought he would definitely make proper arrangements. Xuanbei suddenly knelt on the ground and said in a painful voice: "Master uncle, I am guilty."

"Xuan Bei, what crime have you committed?" Kong Jian frowned slightly.

Xuan Bei raised his head, his expression melancholy, his facial muscles slightly distorted: "Since entering Shaolin, although I have devoted myself to Buddhism, I have never been able to change my martial arts habits. Today, I really couldn't bear it, so I didn't abolish Zhen Ding's martial arts, but only slightly restricted him. As long as his energy and spirit are focused, he will recover naturally. I hope that my uncle will punish him."

"If you do this, you will definitely be deprived of the opportunity to practice in the upper level of the stupa." Kong Jian did not get angry, but sighed and said, "Why are you doing this? You have repeatedly protected Zhen Ding, which has exceeded the normal relationship between a master and a disciple. What is the reason?"

Xuan Bei took a deep breath, a smile appeared on his face: "Although my family was killed, I have a younger sister who was willful in her early years and voluntarily became a concubine and married to the Su family in Shendu. She was disowned by my father and escaped this disaster. I checked and found that she died three years ago. Zhending is her son."

"And, and..." Xuan Bei's expression suddenly became trance, as if he was reminiscing or imagining, with a kind light in his eyes, "If my two children hadn't died, they would be their age and look like this now."

Kong Jian sighed and said, "You are also a fool."

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"Little monk, you have a great chance. After being expelled from Shaolin, not only did your skills not get wasted, but you even broke through the sixth level of the Golden Bell Cover!"

Shang Yi's teasing voice rang in Meng Qi's ears. After opening his eyes, Meng Qi realized that Shang Yi was standing not far in front of him, as if he was protecting him. He immediately stepped forward and said with a smile:
“Thank you, Brother Shang Huaikong, for your protection. This time I was able to break through thanks to the invincible Vajra Demon Subduing Power that you taught me!
As for my skills, I have to thank my master for helping me!"

Shang Yi nodded and said:
"Yes, Master Xuanbei truly cares for you. If you have the chance in the future, you must repay him!"

Meng Qi looked at Shang Yi's expression and said with an idea in his mind:

"Brother, do you know why Master cares so much about me?"

Shang Yi nodded and said:
“Yes, you should know that Master Xuanbei’s relatives were killed by the Crying Old Man’s lineage, but he had a younger sister who was lucky enough to join the Su family in the Divine Capital. That person is your mother!

Therefore, Xuanbei is your uncle, and he is naturally very close to you, his only relative. He cannot bear to see you suffer, and will naturally protect you in every way!"

"Ah!~~~"

Meng Qi was astonished. He really didn't expect that he and his master had such a close relationship. He felt even closer to Xuan Bei.

Shang Yi smiled and said:

“You are really lucky. The death of the crying old man this time can be regarded as a major obsession of Xuan Bei. Not only has your cultivation level broken through the peak of the external scene, but you also have hope of achieving a Dharma body. Even if your skills are not complete, it will only be delayed by a few years!

By then, with your uncle Dharmakāya backing you up, the dirty situation in the Su family in the Divine Capital will collapse on its own!"

Meng Qi wanted to continue to ask Shang Yi about the Su family's affairs, but he was afraid that Shang Yi would see through that he was not his real predecessor, so he had no choice but to say nothing.

Shang Yi didn't care about this, but handed Meng Qi a talisman and said:

"This is a spell to contact Xianji. If you decide to join Xianji, use it!"

Meng Qi took the talisman and said with a smile:
“Thank you, Brother!
Brother, you are now famous all over the world, where are you going to go next?"

Shang Yi smiled and said:

"A lot of people have been targeting me lately, so I'm going to go home and hide for a while to break through the location! You guys have to work hard too. Last time we encountered the location-level 'Nine-Sky Thunder God', and the next mission will probably be a location-level one. It's very dangerous if you can't keep up with the strength!"

Meng Qi's expression became serious upon hearing this, and he said solemnly:
"Thank you for your advice, I will try my best!"

Shang Yi:

"Let's go. I've been with you for a long time. It's inevitable that some evil masters will target you. I won't cause you any trouble. See you in the Six Paths of Reincarnation someday!"

Meng Qi smiled when he heard this, and said with a folded hand:
"See you in the six realms of reincarnation someday!"

If other people heard this, they would think that the two were parting forever!
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Divine Capital, the headquarters of the Six Gates.

The square outside is wide, with walls covered with yellow paper.

Many idle people in the city gathered to see if there would be any changes in the Heaven, Earth and Human Rankings today.

Soon, the constables from the Six Gates came out, walked to the wall with the list of people, and tore off all the pieces in front of it in a few strokes and pasted them again.

"Such a big change?" Many people were surprised. Could it be that someone suddenly rose up and caused the rankings behind to change completely?
When the people saw the first row of the list, they were shocked:

"The person who ranks first on the Human Ranking has changed. It is no longer 'Invisible Sword' He Jiu, but 'Free Buddhist Son' Huai Kong!"

Everyone looked at it and saw the following words written on the yellow paper:

"Name: Self-proclaimed 'Huaikong'"

"Martial arts: Return to the original state during the awakening stage; "Free Heart Bell" is a defensive martial art similar to the Golden Bell Cover, which can condense an illusory bell and appear at will to resist attacks and counterattacks; "Sacrifice Technique"; "Great Freedom Invincible Vajra Demon Subduing Magical Power", Buddhist Divine Foot Power, there is a Dharmakaya sword technique that can destroy the world, a Taoist sword technique that can attract heavenly thunder to resist it, and a Buddhist sword technique."

"Battle record: killed eight horse bandits with nine orifices; borrowed blood treasure weapon to obtain peak combat power in the outdoor scene, and killed the crying old man together with Master Xuanbei; used the self-sacrifice technique to offset the crying old man's eighteen beats of wronged souls and saved innocent people; used Taoist swordsmanship to control thunder and kill the bandits in Xieling; used Buddhist swordsmanship to control thunder and kill Zeluoju with one strike."

“Ranking: No. 1 on the Human Ranking”

"Nickname: 'Free Buddha'"

"Identity: Unknown, claims to be a casual cultivator, suspected to be the descendant of the Worldly Free King Buddha."

The rankings of the first nine remained the same, except for some new achievements. When it came to the tenth place, someone was surprised and said:

"Jiang Zhiwei from Xijian Pavilion, 'Fairy of Absolute Sword', 'Beautiful Yama', fighting 'Evil Sword of Shining Sun' Kang Dahai... Ranked tenth on the human list..."

"It's normal for her to be promoted. It is said that many of the Seven Aperture and Eight Aperture disciples of Xijian Pavilion who went out to travel said that they could not compare to Junior Sister Jiang Zhiwei after returning to the mountain. Now that she has officially gone down the mountain to travel the world, her ranking has naturally risen rapidly." Someone else explained.

"That makes sense." No one objected to Jiang Zhiwei's improved ranking.

The yellow papers were posted one after another, and most of them were acquaintances. No one said much until the 33rd one, when someone exclaimed, "Who is Zhen Ding?"

Everyone looked at it intently, and saw the following words written on the yellow paper:

"Name: I call myself Xiao Meng, and I used to use the Buddhist name Zhending."

"Martial arts: opening of the four orifices, the fifth or sixth level of the Golden Bell, sword in left hand and knife in right hand, exquisite sword skills, knife skills have obtained the true meaning of the first style of Ananda's knife to break the precepts, and have the means to summon heavenly thunder."

"Battle record: killed 'White-headed Vulture' An Guoxie, used a thunderbolt to kill 'Green Jade Hand' Yuan Mengzhi, and defeated the horse bandits in the vast sea."

"Ranking: thirty-third."

"Nickname: Thunder Blade Mad Monk, Rough King Kong."

"Identity: Abandoned Shaolin disciple." (End of this chapter)