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In Shaolin Temple, Zhenhui had grown taller than when he was at Yumen Pass, and was only an inch shorter than Meng Qi. He had handsome features and a thin body, and his grey monk robe exuded a spotless temperament. If it weren't for his excited and bright smile, which was especially a little childish, he would almost be the image of the wonderful monk that Meng Qi longed for.

Cough, Meng Qi coughed lightly:
"Junior brother, it's a long story. Let me drink some water and tell you slowly."

This was the dialogue when Zhenhui begged Meng Qi to tell her a story.

Zhenhui nodded heavily, with a pure heart:
"Yes, I have boiled the water!"

As he spoke, he led Meng Qi into the temple and went to the courtyard where Xuan Bei lived in his memory.

"Master is in seclusion?"

Taking this opportunity, Meng Qi confirmed the matter.

Zhenhui said without hiding anything:

"Master lost the opportunity to practice in the upper levels of the stupa. He has been in seclusion intermittently in the past few years to lay a solid foundation and carve out a path for himself."

Meng Qi had anticipated this, but when he actually heard it, he still couldn't help feeling sad. After all, his master gave up the opportunity for him.

Zhenhui looked at Meng Qi seriously:

"Brother, Master told me not to mention this matter when I meet you in the future, but I always feel that this kind of thing should not be hidden from you, so I still have to tell you."

His eyes were clear, without any distractions or unfamiliarity.

Meng Qi, who was feeling sad and about to feel sad and blame himself, suddenly became embarrassed and said, "Junior brother, you are really opinionated!"
"Well, Junior Brother, you should have told me this, but you should still try to obey Master's words."

Meng Qi didn't know how to respond, so he had to be ambiguous.

Upon hearing this, Zhenhui smiled brilliantly:
"I knew you would praise me, Senior Brother!"

"Brother, after two years of seclusion, I have opened my four orifices, and have made some progress in the Flower-Picking Finger. Master said that my progress in practicing the Flower-Picking Finger is among the top three in history..."

Zhenhui looked at Meng Qi with sparkling eyes, as if offering a treasure.

Meng Qi smiled with relief:

"Not bad, not bad. The difficulty of practicing the Flower Picking Finger is well-known throughout the world. You have achieved minor success at the age of sixteen and opened the four orifices. You are no worse than Brother Zhenben, Brother Zhenmiao, or even Brother Zhenchang back then. Of course, you are still a little bit worse than me, Brother."

He boasted shamelessly that his junior brother was an acquaintance and there was no need to hide his true nature.

Along the way, many monks poked their heads out and looked at Meng Qi, a master on the Human List who was expelled from the temple and returned as a guest. However, Xuan Ku, who had assigned Meng Qi to the menial service yard that year, did not show up. Unlike Xuan Kong, he was not a petty person, but just upright and pedantic. He would impose on others what he thought was good and despise what he thought was wrong. Meng Qi's return had no effect on him, and he would do what he was supposed to do.

"Yes, I am still a lot worse than you, my brother."

Zhenhui actually nodded in agreement, which made Meng Qi secretly happy:
"If Master wasn't in seclusion, he would always tell me about your experiences in the martial arts world. You fought many battles in Longxi, tested the heroes of Yedu with your sword, and narrowly defeated the Sword of Guarding Righteousness King Zai with just a few moves. You fought hard in Maoling and shocked people for hundreds of miles. You defeated the Five-Directional Emperor Sword in the streets of Changchuan. You were really majestic and powerful!"

"Every time I told these stories to Zhen and the others, they didn't believe it. But later, Master Xuanxin also told me the same thing, and many of the uncles and aunts who went down the mountain would bring a list of names back to the temple. Only then did they apologize to me and realize that I was not lying..."

"Uncle Xuanxin always brags about himself. Every time he talks about your achievements, he is deliberately vague and just passes by..."

"Brother Zhenben has mastered seven unique skills, but in his mouth, it has become too much to chew..."

As Zhenhui continued to talk, Shaolin, which he had left for more than two years, suddenly became clear in Meng Qi's mind again. Who had changed and who remained the same, all came to mind, and it really felt like yesterday was happening again.

Meng Qi laughed with a hint of emotion and said teasingly:
"Junior brother, are you feeling uncomfortable because you are facing the wall and can't speak, so you are nagging a little more than before?"

Zhenhui shook his head and said calmly:

"I'm just a little excited to see my brother."

Having said this, he looked up at the blue sky:

"In the past, you often told me stories about the martial arts world and rumors about knights, but in the past two years, you have become one of the people in the stories..."

From the time we met until now, only these words can fully express how time flies.

Meng Qi sighed and smiled to comfort Zhen Hui:

"Junior brother, when you open your six orifices and pass through the Bronze Man Alley, you will also become a character in their story. At that time, I will take you to eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks."

"it is good!"

Zhenhui nodded vigorously with a bright smile.

The two chatted casually, walked through the main hall and arrived at the small courtyard where Xuanbei lived. Zhenhui poured a glass of water for Meng Qi and said happily:

"Brother, I'm going to the back mountain to ask Master to come back. Please wait for me."

At the same time, in the back mountain, Xuan Bei, who was meditating, suddenly moved his eyes slightly, but did not open them, as if there was only a corpse left.

The next moment, when Xuan Bei came to his senses, he found that he was no longer in the back mountain of Shaolin, but appeared in front of a pawnshop. The surrounding environment was not a human scene, but pitch black, and even there was a surge of evil energy from the Nine Netherworld.

"What's going on? Is the magician Han Guang finally going to attack me?"

Xuan Bei was alert and murmured to himself.

"when!"

The door of the pawnshop opened, and Xuan Bei slowly walked into the pawnshop. However, what he saw was not the magician Han Guang or Abbot Kongwen that he suspected, but a familiar young figure!

"Amitabha, I didn't expect to see you here. I wonder if you have used such means to bring me here. Is there something wrong?"

What Xuan Bei saw was a face exactly like Shang Yi, but he was dressed as a monk in a black robe.

"Don't blame me, my name is Huaikong Ta-he, my Buddhist name is Wu-tian, and I now live in seclusion in the depths of the Nine Netherworlds, in the abyss of destruction!"

Wutan sat cross-legged on the black lotus, clasped his hands together and said to Xuan Bei.

The monk Xuanbei also clasped his hands together in return and said:

"Friend Wu Tian invited me here, what's the important matter?"

Wu Tian he smiled and said:

“We invited the divine monk here today because we want to lend a helping hand to him and quietly enter the Dharmakaya realm without Han Guang knowing. Once this is successful, we will be able to rescue the real Abbot Kongwen in the future and lead Shaolin to restore order!”

"I saw some fragments of time through the black lotus of my soul. In the future, demons will wreak havoc on the earth, devils will come to the world, and even in the future, Buddha will want to establish a Buddhist kingdom on earth. The powerful in the real world will make a move, and we, the insignificant ants, also need to make some preparations!"

The monk Xuan Bei looked at Wu Tian deeply and immediately understood why his Buddhist name was Wu Tian. He was truly lawless and even wanted to challenge "God's will"!
Then he spoke:
"My friend, what you said makes sense!"

Then he flipped his right hand and a relic appeared, and then he said:

"I am willing to pawn this relic left by the Buddhist Arhat in exchange for a further step, hiding it from the magician Han Guang, and breaking through the Dharmakaya realm!"

Wu Tian looked calm when he saw this and said with a smile:
"The contract is done. Divine Monk Xuanbei can choose a time to break through. I will use the power of the Black Lotus of the Primordial Spirit to cover for him!"

As he spoke, a small black lotus floated out from the black lotus beneath his seat and fell into Xuan Bei's hands. At the same time, the relic in Xuan Bei's hand also floated up and disappeared into the pawnshop!
"There is one more thing. Consider it a gift to the divine monk. The divine monk's family was massacred, but Su Meng's father saved a baby girl! As for her identity, the divine monk will have to ask it himself!"

When Xuan Bei opened his eyes again, he saw the familiar Zen room again, and also noticed his disciple Zhenhui running towards it.

Not long after, Xuan Bei, wearing a yellow monk's robe and a red cassock, descended from the sky with Zhenhui, with golden lotus flowers blooming under his feet, and landed in front of Meng Qi.

"You still remember to come back to see your master. That's good, that's good." Xuan Bei looked very comforted, especially after knowing that the Tang family still had bloodline, he felt less sad!

He was still the same middle-aged melancholy monk with handsome features, somewhat similar to Meng Qi's current appearance.

It doesn't make sense if they are not relatives... The picture in his mind became clearer, and the association that Meng Qi made after seeing the secret file record that "his biological mother's surname was Tang" seemed to be confirmed to a certain extent.

He bowed deeply and said:
"I am an unfilial disciple and have caused trouble for my master."

"It's okay. In this world, there are always various tests. Losing an opportunity may not be a blessing. The law of cause and effect is hard to explain."

Xuan Bei comforted Meng Qi nonchalantly, helped him up, then walked to the top and sat down, sighing and saying:
"Zhen Ding, you are really stubborn at heart. You refused to return to the Su family in Shendu even before your death. You are exactly the same as your mother when she resolutely left home."

It turns out that I am also an uncle party... Meng Qi muttered to himself and said frankly:
"Master, since I was sent to Shaolin, the Su family in Shendu has no relationship with me anymore. The only relatives I have left in the world are you and my junior brother."

Xuan Bei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but he was somewhat relieved:

"Well, it's better to ignore it and not pay attention to it, so as not to get involved in the right and wrong of the capital. Anyway, your mother died of illness."

At this time, Zhenhui finally reacted and widened her eyes:

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"Master, you know my brother's mother? Could it be, could it be..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Meng Qi coughed and interrupted him. According to the ridiculous story he had told him, he would probably say "illegitimate child":

"Master is my mother's elder brother."

"Oh." Zhenhui was a little disappointed. Things didn't develop according to the story...

Meng Qi's face turned serious: "Master, I came back to the temple this time, first, to visit you, and second, I have something important to tell you."

Hearing something important... Xuan Bei waved his hands alertly, and layers of colored glaze Buddha light appeared, enveloping the room: "Go ahead."

"My disciple met a young man named Duan Rui in Jiangdong..."

Meng Qi told the whole story, including the nine postures, the existence of the monk behind the scenes, and the words "Those who are kind and loving should not enter this door" deep in the secret passage - he said it was Duan Rui who told him that.

Zhenhui listened intently, slightly surprised. It turned out that the death of Senior Brother Zhenchang was not simple...

Xuan Bei listened to this with a serious expression and said solemnly:
"There are too few clues at the moment, so it's hard to figure out who is behind this, but I will be more vigilant from now on and not let anyone easily frame me or stab me in the back."

If someone like him who is at the peak of the external realm was alert and vigilant, even a Half-Step Dharmakaya would find it difficult to succeed.

What's more, he and Wutan had already made an agreement, so as long as he was careful, he didn't need to worry too much.

After saying this, he pondered for a moment and said:

"Due to temple rules, there are some things I cannot tell you, but one thing is clear, the stone door is indeed deep in the secret passage."

I discovered it by chance when I first discovered the secret passage.

The Shaolin Temple in the main world actually has the saying "Loyalty, kindness, and benevolence, do not enter this gate"? Meng Qi felt that the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation was becoming more and more strange...

Xuan Bei did not say much about this matter. Firstly, it was restricted by the temple rules. A senior monk like him knew the rules by heart and would not look for loopholes in the rules. Secondly, Meng Qi's strength was limited, so it was too early for him to get involved in this matter.

He then said:
"Those nine postures turned out to be magic skills. I thought it was the first volume of the 'Yi Jin Jing'."

"Master, do you think so too?"

Meng Qi seemed to have found a soulmate.

"I changed my profession late in life. I chose the incomplete Moko Subduing Demon Fist, which was equivalent to giving up the option of the Yi Jin Jing. Therefore, I don't know much about the contents of the secret book. I just heard from several uncles and uncles that the complete Yi Jin Jing has ninety-nine postures. The first volume has about twelve or thirteen, and is accompanied by text, annotations and verses."

Xuan Bei told everything he knew and then said:

"That should really be the Yi Jin Jing, but it's missing some key parts, and the order is wrong.

It seems that there is a mixed crowd in the temple now!
If he were the abbot, given his status, there would be no need to use Duan Rui for the experiment, and it would be extremely inconvenient.

There are other hidden things in this Shaolin Temple!
Maybe he is from the demon race!"

Meng Qi nodded. After all, he still had the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation to verify it.

Xuan Bei did not mention the monk behind the scenes and the Yi Jin Jing again, and looked at Meng Qi kindly:

"At the beginning, I wanted you to return to the Su family in Shendu, so I didn't make any extra trouble. I was afraid that you would resist the Su family's inherited martial arts. Now that you are traveling in the martial arts world, I will simply pass on the martial arts I learned before becoming a monk to you."

Meng Qi was overjoyed and bowed to express his gratitude. He had acquired another master-level skill. Even if he was not greedy and did not exchange it for the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, it would still be useful as a reference!

Xuan Bei smiled and said:
“My master was once known as the Master of the Seven Wonders, which are palm, finger, fist, claw, true qi, seal, and body movement. You focus on the way of swords and knives, and you also have the physical body skills you are mainly cultivating. You don’t need to spend time on palm, finger, fist, claw, and true qi. You should focus on practicing acupoint pressing and body movement. When you become a top master and have many disciples, you can teach this skill to others on my behalf. Don’t cut off the inheritance. This will relieve my master’s worries. You cannot get the things left by the predecessors, and you also cut off their Taoist lineage…”

"The martial arts that Master practices is called 'Seven True Scriptures', which is divided into seven chapters. The body movement is 'Ping Xu Lin Feng', and the characteristic of the awakening period is to turn back once or twice in mid-air. The sealing method is 'Trapping the God and Locking the Body Hand'. The awakening chapter belongs to the acupoint pressing method, which has a different name, called 'Star God Acupoint Finger'..."

Meng Qi listened carefully to Xuan Bei's teachings, as if he had returned to the time when Xuan Bei taught him the Zhenhui Vajra Indestructible Divine Art and the Flower-Picking Finger.

……

In the abyss of destruction, in Pawnshop No. 8, Qi Zhengyan’s figure appeared in the pawnshop.

Wu Tian smiled slightly and said:

"Xiao Meng has already arrived at Shaolin Temple, and may stay there for some time!"

Qi Zhengyan was also relieved after hearing this and said with a smile:
"He was able to get rid of the ambushes and pursuits from the Unkind Building and some evil demons. It seems that his strength has improved again!"

Wu Tian smiled and said:

“Your strength is not bad either, you are almost reaching the peak.

With your background, achieving harmony between man and nature is not a problem. Returning to the basics is a little difficult, but you can still do it with some effort. I look forward to your rapid ascension to the top and making a big splash!"

Qi Zhengyan smiled bitterly and said:
"I'm afraid the day I leave the Huanhua Sword Sect will be the day I become famous."

As an ordinary disciple of Huanhua Sword Sect, he did not use the martial arts of the sect to become famous, and even surpassed the core teachings of the sect.

Once this gets out, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of the Huanhua Sword Sect?
Moreover, people in the sect will definitely covet his inheritance, and then tests will follow.

Although Qi Zhengyan had the "Devil's Prison Mysterious Embryo Sutra" to transform his own demonic nature into divinity, he was after all the descendant of the Demon Lord, and repeated attempts would inevitably expose it.

Although Qi Zhengyan was hesitant and the inheritance of the Demon Lord had broadened his horizons and enabled him to see some of the details of the Six Paths of Reincarnation space, he would not underestimate the years of inheritance of the major sects in the real world.

Once the identity of the Demon Lord's descendant is exposed, he will inevitably become the target of public criticism. Qi Zhengyan also has certain feelings for the Huanhua Sword Sect. Although he is vigilant, he does not want to become a complete enemy of the Huanhua Sword Sect.

Therefore, he is now very conflicted and hesitant, not knowing what to do.

Wutan fell silent upon hearing this. Although he knew Qi Zhengyan's future choice, the choice he proposed was completely different from Qi Zhengyan's own decision.

In the original book, that was the path and road that Qi Zhengyan decided on himself, and it was his unswerving red will.

If Wu Tian intervenes, the bright red will inevitably be stained with other colors, which is something Wu Tian does not want to see! (End of this chapter)