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"At the intersection ahead, just cross this forest and you will find Shaolin Temple."

Meng Qi whispered, his eyes sparkling as he observed the details in the mountains and forests, guarding against possible attacks.

Although, judging from the current signs, the pursuers did not seem to have expected that they could run so fast and were unable to catch up for the time being, they all believed that the other party would not lack long-distance communication means such as carrier pigeons, and could easily notify nearby experts in advance to intercept them at the main roads, so they could no longer take the main road.

However, when crossing mountains and hills, you must be careful of the enemy ambushes nearby!

At this time, it was almost evening and the rain was heavy. The road ahead was almost invisible. Shang Yi's eyes flashed with gold, and he immediately saw the tripwire not far ahead. He shouted in a low voice:
"Be careful, there's an ambush!"

He lifted up with both hands, and the horse under him immediately raised its front hooves and stepped over the trip rope.

Meng Qi held Xiao Zi, and Qi Zhengyan and Xiang Hui tightened the reins, stopping the horse dangerously, then jumped up and hid backwards.

Suddenly, dozens of long white-feathered arrows made a strange humming sound, flew through the rain, and headed straight for Shang Yi, Meng Qi, Qi Zhengyan, Xiang Hui and others from the woods beside the road.

Shang Yi sneered, and the fan in his hand kept flying in the air, shooting down the arrows one by one.

The rain poured down like the Milky Way was upside down, and waterfalls fell from the sky, bringing isolation to the surroundings, setting off the quiet noise, and causing a drowsy and dark environment where it was difficult to see.

On such a rainy night, the long white feather arrow pierced through the layers of water curtains, as if it came from the underworld, shining its cold light on people and penetrating deep into their hearts.

Meng Qi used his strength to send Xiao Zi to the ground. With no support in mid-air, he drew out his sword with his right hand and blocked it forward.

With a crisp sound, the long arrow heading straight for Meng Qi's throat was deflected by his sword, but Meng Qi had no way to deal with the other arrow. He could only lower his shoulders and shrink his abdomen to avoid the vital points.

Puff, the long arrow hit Meng Qi's right shoulder, making a sound of penetrating through layers of thick cloth with great force.

Fortunately, in the rainy night, not only did Meng Qi and his companions have difficulty seeing and failed to discover the hidden tripwires on the road, but the ambushers were the same, and most of the arrows they shot missed the target. Otherwise, even if Meng Qi had an iron vest on, he would not have been able to avoid the many weak spots.

With a thud, Meng Qi fell to the ground, then rolled over to avoid the subsequent rain of arrows. At the same time, he stretched out his left hand and pulled out the arrow from his right shoulder.

Blood spurted out, but fortunately Meng Qi's iron vest was slightly improved, so the wound was not deep and did not affect his sword swing.

Shang Yi's eyes were shining with golden light as he watched figures running towards him in the dark rain, some holding long knives, some holding thick swords.

"careful!"

As he spoke, the iron fan in his hand dispersed and turned into tiny sword blades, which then recombined to form a long sword with a gold background and black patterns.

"Shua~shua~shua~"

Shang Yi rushed into the crowd with a long sword in hand. What he used was just the most basic "Five Tigers Breaking Gate Sword".

However, the moment Shang Yi swung his long sword, the heaven and earth seemed to be still. The terrifying and powerful sword intent bloomed from the long sword, as if a real tiger rushed into the crowd, shocking the besieging figures in place.

The long sword was swung, and the sound of the sword was like a tiger's roar. No one could withstand Shang Yi's sword, and no one could stop Shang Yi's footsteps. He killed his way to the rear step by step until there was no longer any figure of the man in black in front.

Although it was dark, Shang Yi, who had opened his eyes, ears, and nose, could see clearly and could see the enemy's movements.

Then, Shang Yi turned back again, just like Zhao Zilong who went in and out of Changbanpo seven times, and these men in black who ambushed them happened to be military figures.

Shang Yi understood that this was probably an army of chivalrous warriors sent by the Yuan Mongols to ambush and support Shaolin.

Soon, as far as the eye could see, all the men in black who were lying in ambush fell to the ground. In a situation like the one just now, they were not allowed to leave any survivors. Only dead enemies were good enemies.

Otherwise, someone might get up from the ground and attack you with a knife at any time.

Shang Yi concentrated on sensing everything around him, and only heaved a sigh of relief when he found that there was no danger. He panted and said:

"There are quite a few people here, are you okay?"

Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan appeared in front of Shang Yi, covered in blood and panting.

Obviously, they also experienced a fierce battle. Meng Qi looked even more gloomy, thinking that Xiao Zi, whom he had been protecting, had died. As for the other Xiang Hui, he could only be said to be a rough guy and no one cared about him.

"Brother Huaikong, we have to get into the mountains as soon as possible. Many enemies have escaped. We are afraid that help will arrive."

Meng Qi looked around and sighed:

"Look for them too and bury their bodies where they are."

"Master, are you okay?" As soon as the words came out, Xiao Zi stood up unsteadily, walked over, and looked at the wounds on Meng Qi's body.

Meng Qi was stunned for a moment: "Miss Xiao Zi, are you okay?"

Xiao Zi smiled, revealing a hint of charm, and seemed to be much prettier than usual: "They all came to besiege you, Master. I was lying on the ground, and no one cared about me."

At this time, Xiang Hui also covered his face and staggered over: "Divine monk, Hero Huaikong, Hero Qi, are you all right?"

"You're okay too?" Meng Qi was even more surprised.

Xiang Hui loosened his hand, revealing a deep wound on his face, from the left forehead down to the right cheek, which was extremely hideous: "I was stabbed and fainted on the ground, but they didn't care about me. Maybe they thought I was dead. But it's also thanks to you, the monk, that you attracted the enemy."

Meng Qi curled his lips and muttered, "If I had known, I would have pretended to be dead too."

Shang Yi glanced at Xiang Hui without leaving any trace, raised his eyebrows slightly, and thought to himself:
"Tsk, this scholar's disguise is really amazing. He just met Xiang Hui, but he was able to imitate Xiang Hui so vividly. If it weren't for my special situation, even if I knew the original work, I would probably find it difficult to find anything unusual!
There is a wrong name, but there is no wrong nickname!"

He did not point out Xiang Hui's problem, but he remained secretly alert. Although in the original novel, the Scholar did not launch a sneak attack until he arrived at the Shaolin Temple, this is the real world after all. Who knows if the Scholar will suddenly attack?

Afterwards, the five of them traveled all night and had already crossed the mountain. After going down the mountain, they reached the Shaolin Gate.

However, Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan had both been seriously injured before, and by midnight, they could no longer bear it, so they looked for a cave, took a short rest to recover, and waited for dawn.

After meditating and taking a short nap, Meng Qi's wounds had healed and he had regained a lot of energy. He stood up and moved his fists and feet, and found Shang Yi and Qi Zhengyan guarding outside the cave. Xiang Hui was covering his face and groaning softly. Xiao Zi was curled up in a ball and had not woken up yet.

"Xiao Sang, don't come over... Xiao Sang, don't come near me..." Xiao Zi was talking in her sleep in a daze, and suddenly turned over and sat up, having woken up.

"Master..." She looked at Meng Qi a little dazed, as if she was confused about the situation after waking up.

Meng Qi smiled and said, "We have to prepare to go down the mountain. Shaolin is at the foot of the next mountain."

Xiao Zi's confused expression disappeared, and she nodded slightly, then asked uneasily: "Master, did I talk in my sleep?"

"Are you calling Xiao Sang?" Meng Qi deliberately pointed it out.

Xiao Zi let out an "Ah" sound, her expression changing constantly, and she whispered, "Master, you must be careful of a girl named Gu Xiaosang in the future. She is the worst villain in the world."

"Why?" Meng Qi kept smiling, but in his heart he felt that this ordinary girl who was powerless might have some secrets. But who doesn't have secrets? He didn't know if she could survive to the end of this mission.

"... um... in short, it's very bad! Killing people without blinking an eye!" Xiao Zi tried hard to emphasize.

Shang Yi had open ears, so he naturally heard the conversation between the two. He became even more wary of Jin Huang, because Gu Xiaosang was like her own daughter!

He actually caused his own daughter to suffer from schizophrenia. Although she recovered later, it was obviously still extremely cruel.

Qi Zhengyan looked at the sky, walked into the cave and said to everyone:
"It's getting late, let's get going and try to get into Shaolin before noon!"

The sun was scorching, the water was gurgling, and a group of yellow-robed monks were guarding the entrance to the mountain road. There were simple inns, markets and other things nearby, creating a noisy place.

"This place is very similar to your mountain gate..." Qi Zhengyan frowned slightly and said to Meng Qi. Meng Qi had never been down the mountain before, and didn't know what the foot of his own sect looked like. He could only shake his head and said, "I fainted halfway and was carried up the mountain by the old servant. I have never seen the mountain gate."

This is the truth. It was because the owner of this body was unconscious that I was able to travel through time and space.

"I saw it when I went to Shaolin with my elders. The topography is basically the same." Qi Zhengyan didn't say much, but there was a bit of confusion on his face. If they are two different worlds, why are they so similar? Moreover, the Shaolin Temple in his own world is on Liantai Mountain, while this is Shaohua Mountain. They are not the same mountain range at all.

Meng Qi thought for a moment and said, "I'll understand once we get to the top of the mountain. However, if the architectural layout is just the same, it doesn't mean anything. According to the 'Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation', there are countless reincarnation worlds, and it's not surprising to see coincidences occasionally. After all, they are all Buddhist temples."

"Is this the Shaolin Mountain Gate? According to what you said, this is basically the same as the Shaolin Mountain Gate where we are?"

Shang Yi said in a strange way.

"Dang~"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bell suddenly rang in Shaolin Temple, as if responding to Shang Yi's words!

The sound of the bell blends in with the entire Shaohua Mountain, as if it were the sound of Buddha emanating from the entire Shaohua Mountain.

Shang Yi, who was speaking, suddenly froze in place. The "Freedom Universe Kung Fu" in his body circulated faster, and the sound of his heart bell even matched the sound of the bell in the Shaolin Temple.

"Dang~dang~dang~"

An illusory golden bell shadow appeared beside Shang Yi. Xiang Hui, who had just noticed Shang Yi's situation and had a strange look in his eyes, slowly lowered his raised right hand.

Meng Qi, Qi Zhengyan, and Xiao Zi were shocked at Shang Yi's performance and said:

"Golden Bell Cover!?"

“No, it doesn’t look like the Shaolin Temple’s Golden Bell! This might be a new martial art created by Brother Shang Huaikong after hearing the sound of the Shaolin Buddhist bell!”

Qi Zhengyan murmured with envy on his face.

The strange look in "Xiang Hui's" eyes became more intense, and murderous intent was hidden in his eyes. It was obvious that he wanted to take action, but due to the current situation, he could only endure it.

Meng Qi enviously said:
"Brother Huaikong's comprehension is truly amazing! Normally, the Arhat Fist can comprehend the Great Freedom Invincible Demon Subduing Magical Power of the External Scene Level. Now, after hearing an illusory bell sound, he can also create a technique similar to the Golden Bell Cover!

I would believe him even if they said he was a reincarnated living Buddha!"

At this moment, a group of yellow-robed monks walked towards Shang Yi and others, but they did not disturb them rashly. Instead, they surrounded them quietly to prevent anyone from disturbing Shang Yi's enlightenment.

At the same time, a monk quickly went into the Shaolin Temple, apparently to inform the abbot.

After all, everyone could see at a glance that Shang Yi was in a state of enlightenment, and the skills he comprehended were closely related to Buddhist skills. Naturally, they felt a certain sense of familiarity with Shang Yi and wanted to quickly inform the temple.

Meng Qi rolled his eyes and stepped forward to ask:

"Thank you for your help, masters. We have important news to report to your abbot. How about we report to my companion when he wakes up?"

The yellow-robed monk clasped his hands together and said:
"Amitabha, what's the news?"

There was neither arrogance nor servility in his voice, which made Meng Qi feel that he was much more friendly than his fellow disciples in the temple except Zhenhui.

Meng Qi asked solemnly, "May I know where the mage is?"

"My Buddhist name is De Guang." The leading monk smiled and asked, "May I ask your Buddhist name, brother?"

He was almost there.

After Meng Qi reported his Dharma name, he said concisely: "General Duoercha intends to lead his masters and the army to destroy your sect. With the help of righteous men, we have found out about this and obtained the list of traitors in your sect. This is a serious matter and cannot be stated openly. Please report this to the abbot of your sect."

De Guang frowned and said, "Brother Zhending, are you splitting your forces into two groups?"

"That's right, Brother, have they arrived on the other side?" Meng Qi asked in surprise.

"Yes, three female donors and three male donors." De Guang did not hide anything. "This matter has spread. The lay donors from the nearby sects have all come to help and are gathering at the inn next door."

Then De Guang said:

"There is quite a commotion here now. They should be here soon, and the abbot will be here later!"

Meng Qi nodded with a smile on his face, feeling extremely happy. He was glad that Zhang Yuanshan and Jiang Zhiwei were fine. In the reincarnation world, the hardest people to encounter were these disciples from famous and upright sects who had a bottom line. If they were killed, there would be a high chance that he would encounter ruthless or kind-hearted people in the future, not to mention that he had a close relationship with them and could be considered friends.

As they were talking, Zhang Yuanshan, Jiang Zhiwei, Qing Jing, Qi Xia and others also noticed the commotion here and walked over here.

Meng Qi was even more relieved when he saw this. You know, there are many traitors in Shaolin Temple. If he disturbed Shang Yi's opportunity for enlightenment, Meng Qi would feel deeply guilty.

With the arrival of Zhang Yuanshan and others, the gazes from the surroundings turned from curiosity to awe. It was obvious that Zhang Yuanshan and others had experienced a lot when they came to Shaolin Temple and met powerful people in this reincarnation world.

Sure enough, the conversations among some chivalrous men in the surrounding area spread the news of what Zhang Yuanshan and others had encountered.

"Master Zhang is a chivalrous and righteous man. He is different from the common people like us. Not only did he break through to the Xiantian realm before he was twenty, but he also traveled day and night for the sake of Shaolin, and passed through many traps to come here to report the news."

"Among the masters who killed them was Guan Haoran, the 'Zhen He Luo'. He had been in the Xiantian realm for twenty years and was one of the best in the world. Unfortunately, he was old and confused, so he betrayed his clan and left his country, becoming a running dog of the barbarians, and was eventually killed by Master Zhang."

"This incident happened at the entrance of Guanhe Town. Many fellow martial artists witnessed it and were all shocked by Master Zhang's strength. His reputation has spread throughout Heluo."

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When Shang Yi gradually woke up from his enlightenment, he heard such voices of praise and admiration.

"Whoo~"

Shang Yi exhaled lightly, finished his training, stood up, and looked around.

At this time, Meng Qi, Qi Zhengyan, Zhang Yuanshan, Jiang Zhiwei and others guarded Shang Yi in the inner circle, and the yellow-robed monks guarded the outer circle, which could be said to be layers of protection for Shang Yi.

"Senior Brother Huaikong is awake!"

Meng Qi said in surprise.

Shang Yi clasped his hands together, turned around and said:

"Thank you all for protecting me. I am grateful!"

"No, no, we are companions, it's only natural!"

Meng Qi and others waved their hands repeatedly.

“Amitabha! You came here for Shaolin, so Shaolin will definitely not let you ruin your chance in Shaohua Mountain!”

An old voice spread throughout the area in front of the mountain gate, demonstrating an extremely profound level of true Qi cultivation.

The man was wearing a yellow monk's robe and a red cassock. He had sparse white eyebrows, loose skin and many wrinkles, but his eyes were kind and there was no cloudiness in them.

It is none other than the abbot of Shaolin Temple in this world of reincarnation—Master Xin Ji!
"I am extremely grateful to the donors who risked their lives to report this." Xin Ji clasped his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name.

"The barbarians are vicious and are the public enemy of the world. I, a poor monk, am only trying my best to protect our Buddhist Pure Land."

Meng Qi was very good at speaking polite words, and then he took out the list of traitors given by the "Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation" from his arms. (End of this chapter)