I Honor

Eight: A Strange Reunion

Meng Qi suddenly turned over and sat up, gasping for breath. He had a nightmare just now. He dreamed that his identity was exposed and he was slapped to death by the palm of the abbot who had obtained the golden body of Arhat.

Although he had never met the abbot, the dream was so clear that he trembled all over after waking up.

“Where is this place?” Suddenly, a crisp female voice implying guard entered Meng Qi’s ears.

Why would there be a woman in the meditation room? Meng Qi was shocked. Looking around, he froze on the spot. How could this be his own meditation room?

This is a square paved with stones similar to white marble. The center is empty, surrounded by a circle of statues of dragons, phoenixes, kui ox, Pixiu and other immortals, birds and beasts. , Zhang Yuanshan, a disciple of the Zhenwu Sect, and Qing Jingzheng, a descendant of the Xuantian Sect, looked around suspiciously.

Meng Qi struggled to stand up, and looked at all this with the same puzzlement. He didn’t understand what happened. He was sleeping in the meditation room well. I’m still dreaming

Suddenly, Qingjing’s angry face appeared in front of Meng Qi’s eyes. He raised his eyebrows and roared angrily, “What do you Shaolin want to do to become the public enemy of every faction?”

Meng Qi didn’t understand what he was talking about at all, and looked at him more and more blankly.

“Qingjing, don’t jump to conclusions, check behind the statue and see how things develop.” Zhang Yuanshan maintained a calm attitude.

Jiang Zhi slightly frowned and said, “The little monk is just a handyman monk. Even if this matter is related to Shaolin, he won’t know it. Why make things difficult for him? Besides, I don’t think we have anything worthy of Shaolin’s plans.”

Qing Jing waved his right hand angrily: “Isn’t this obvious? Shaolin has time to hear that this land god who has certified the golden body of the Arhat subduing the dragon, who can hide it from his celestial eyes and celestial ears? We took it away from the Shaolin Temple, from the elders, except for him to do it himself, I really can’t think of any other possibility.”

“I, I’m not in Shaolin.” At this moment, a timid man walked out from behind a statue, about thirty years old, with a strong build and a rough beard.

“Who else, my friends, come out and see me, my real martial artist Zhang Yuanshan.” Zhang Yuanshan was startled for a moment, then said loudly.

“Senior Brother Zhang, so you are here too.” Two people walked out from behind different statues. One was a tall girl with wheat-colored skin and her hair was tied up with a white handkerchief. The other was an ordinary young man with an expression on his face. Shen Ning, very serious.

Zhang Yuanshan was silent for a while, and his expression became more solemn: “It turns out that it is Qi Xia from the Dajiang Gang, and you woke up here after falling asleep.”

Jiang Zhiwei walked up to Meng Qi’s side, and said thoughtfully: “She is the young daughter of Senior Qi Yuantong, the deputy leader of the Dajiang Clan, and she also came to Shaolin this time.”

“I don’t know.” Meng Qi could only answer honestly, with countless thoughts rolling in his mind, and he began to guess what happened to himself and others.

“Yes, but we woke up behind the stone statue. We heard someone talking here, so we didn’t dare to come out to see each other for a while.” Qi Xiadai frowned, and pointed to the wretched man. Mistake, this is the incense master of my Dajiang gang, Yan Wujiang of Jiangzuo Yan family who has no descendants, he did not follow me to Shaolin, he should be still in Jiangdong Maoling at this time.”

“That’s right, right, Miss San, I, I just won a fortune at the No. 1 Casino in Maoling Tianzi, and found a few popular fans to sing, but when I woke up, I was in this inexplicable place.” Yan Wujiang A look of fear and trepidation.

Jiang Zhi smiled slightly. I don’t know if he was introducing it to Meng Qi, or he said to himself: “The generation without characters, and the master of Zombie Fist, Yan Wu, I are cousins. They are so senior, but they only hang out with the Dajiang gang. It seems that there is no reason for having an incense master.”

Qing Jing frowned, walked up to Yan Wujiang in two or three steps, and asked, “You bad gambler, you must be a liar on weekdays, how can you prove that what you said is true?”

He still insists on his views.

Wordless lips moveA few times: “You, you can go to Maoling Tianzi No. 1 Casino and ask if I just won two thousand one hundred taels of silver.”

Relying on the presence of Miss San, he gradually calmed down a little.

“This is…” Zhang Yuanshan frowned, and turned to ask the ordinary man who didn’t smile.

Jiang Zhi took a sudden step forward, her two beautiful eyebrows furrowed lightly: “Brother, I seem to have seen you, well, you are among the accompanying disciples of the Huanhua Sword Sect.”

This man in Tsing Yi and a small cap is in his early twenties, but he doesn’t have the vigor and eagerness that this age should have. His face is like wearing an iron mask, and there is no expression other than heavy. He nodded slightly: ” It is a great honor for Miss Mengjiang to remember, Qi Zhengyan, an ordinary disciple of the Huanhua Sword Sect, accompanied me to Shaolin this time.”

Zhang Yuanshan patted his left hand with his right hand, showing obvious confusion for the first time, this time the incident was really weird, there were not only the future pillars of the four sects, but also ordinary disciples, the incense master with low martial arts, and even sweeping the floor It is really difficult for people to see the selection criteria for the handyman monks who do odd jobs.

Jiang Zhi slightly pursed her lips, wrinkled her tall and small nose, and said with a wry smile: “I thought this time it was aimed at the disciples from various factions who came to Shaolin. Who knew there was still Master Yanxiang here?”

Qing Jing sneered: “Regardless of whether the people present have something in common or not, there are a few who can take us away from Shaolin without a sound. Heh, Kong Wen Shenseng, the third in the heaven list, even if he has certified Chunyang Daoist Chong and seniors can’t do this either

He still targeted Shaolin, but he couldn’t figure out why the other party did such weird things.

when

A melodious bell rang, causing everyone to look towards the center of Baiyu Square.

“Welcome to the world of reincarnation”

“There are endless dangers here, but you can also get everything you want from here”

The loud and cold voice floated along with the bell, and Meng Qi frowned upon hearing it. It seemed that he might have seen and heard of such a situation somewhere.

“Who’s coming out?” Qingjing put all his strength under his feet, and rushed towards the center as fast as a galloping horse, but there was nothing there, nothing.

“You can call me the Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation.” The voice continued.

Meng Qi looked sideways subconsciously, just in time to see the eyes of Jiang Zhiwei and Zhang Yuanshan shining brightly, like purple lightning bursting out in the darkness, looking intently and seriously at the source of the sound.

Then they looked at each other and shook their heads.

Meng Qi’s heart sank, could they not find the source of the sound?

Qing Jing pressed the handle of the knife at his waist with his right hand, stopped there, and said loudly: “What is your purpose in arresting us?”

Hong Da’s cold voice said: “The world is reincarnated, you will experience one world after another, complete the tasks I issued, and accumulate good deeds, and good deeds can be exchanged for everything you want, whether it is peerless martial arts, magical weapons, or Life-prolonging pills, treasures of heaven and earth, as long as you have heard of them, they are available here, and those you don’t know about, they are also available here.”

“And every time you complete a mission, you will return to your own world, waiting for the next reincarnation to start.”

Meng Qi’s mouth is half open, like a carp lacking oxygen, this, isn’t this infinite flow? I’m not in the world of martial arts? This style of painting is wrong

“Get everything you want.” Qing Jing sneered, and sneered at the words of the “mysterious man”.

He was born in the “Xuantian Sect” known as the orthodox lineage of the Emperor of Heaven, and he is well-informed about the secrets of magical arts and rare treasures. He simply does not believe that this inexplicable “Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation” can collect all those legendary things. own sect

The “Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation” did not speak, and a curtain of light fell from the high white jade dome. On the top was written “Peerless God Art Manual”, and the first line below it clearly read:

“Buddha’s Palm

Those present at the “Tathagata Divine Palm”, who had never heard of this peerless martial art, took a breath. You must know that there are two factions in the world’s martial arts sects that use their incomplete moves as the foundation of the temple to directly point to the representative. The golden body of Tathagata

Meng Qi’s heart became hot unknowingly, and he temporarily forgot about the problem of “wrong painting style”.

Then, Jiang Zhiwei read out the second line with hidden excitement: “Seven Cutting Swords, missing the third and sixth forms, the exchange price: 750,000 good deeds.”

Zhang Yuanshan’s fists were clenched quietly, the two fundamental magical arts of the Zhenwu School were derived from the seventh form of the Seven Swords of Jietian, “Dao destroys Dao Sheng”.

Qing Jing was startled for a moment, then laughed and said: “The third and sixth swords are missing, don’t they have everything?”

As he talked, his laughter gradually became weaker. This way of marking what is missing is more convincing than writing everything directly. It seems that there are really things that are not missing

“Only the third and sixth swords are missing.” Jiang Zhi squirmed her lips slightly, a dazzling brilliance bloomed on her face, as if the pursuit of the Seven Swords of Cutting Heaven was her biggest dream.

The founder of the Xijiange sect also obtained the first form of the “Seven Swords of Cutting Heaven” by chance, “Cut Dao and see me”, and created the Taishang Sword Sutra, a unique sword art that directly points to the realm of Dao, body, law body, and can condense “Taishang Dao Body”, and before he sat down, he said “very regretful” three times in succession for not being able to see the remaining six moves of the Seven Swords of Jietian.

Meng Qi swallowed his saliva with difficulty, moved his eyes down, and saw aA familiar name: “Xuan Gong

“Xuan Gong, why haven’t I heard of it?” Qing Jing seemed to have forgotten the ridicule of the “Lord of the Six Paths of Samsara”, and said to himself in doubt.

Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan, Qi Xia and others all shook their heads, indicating that they hadn’t heard of it either.

But Meng Qi was screaming frantically in his heart:

“Xuan Gong Xuan Gong”

Many of the martial arts on the back of this page are legendary things that Jiang Zhiwei and others have heard of, such as the Demon Emperor’s Code, the Human Emperor’s Golden Book, the Phoenix Yuhuo Jue, etc. They also have the roots of some sects, such as the Jade Book of the Emperor of Heaven. Taishang Jianjing and so on.

Moreover, except that the Jade Book of the Heavenly Emperor is missing the middle volume, and the Golden Book of the Human Emperor is missing the third page, everything else is written

“It turned out to be

As the proud disciples of the sect, seeing their own fundamental magical skills listed here, they are naturally upset.

Under normal circumstances, the major sects will never let go of those who covet their sect’s martial arts, even if they chase them to the ends of the earth, they will get rid of them.

Meng Qi was not yet a qualified Shaolin disciple, so he didn’t feel deeply about it, but was shocked by the few “familiar” martial arts at the bottom, such as Tianyao Tu Shen Ce, Hun Tian Bao Jian, Sheng Mo Yuan Embryo, etc.

The lowest exchange price for the magical skills on this page is 150,000 for Yi Jin Jing, and the highest is 1 million for several peerless studies such as Tathagata God’s Palm, which makes people’s blood boil. :