I Honor

Yi Bo Yuntian belongs to Xiaomeng

What kind of jokes are you going to leave? Meng Qi secretly slandered, and stood uprightly: “Master Fang Zhang, please treat me as a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.”

“Amitabha, I don’t mean that. All the benefactors are injured.” Xin Ji still wanted to persuade everyone to leave, but he couldn’t say clearly that Shaolin had decided to give up this foundation, and it was useless to guard it. It would be easy for Duo Ercha to know that, and he forced his injuries to attack, so that the monks had no time to evacuate.

“Master Abbot, do you think it’s useless for me to be injured?” Meng Qi skillfully distorted the meaning of Xinji with righteous indignation.

At this time, the chief elders of Shaolin Temple rushed behind Xinji to prevent Meng Qi and others from making a surprise attack.

heard Meng QiSpeaking of words, the monks who claim to be the righteous way of martial arts will naturally not openly say that it is really useless, and they hesitate and no one answers.

“The old man was seriously injured, and so were the benefactors Jiang and Zhang, and Duoercha was not damaged at all. There is really little hope for this battle. The benefactors are not my Shaolin disciples. Why waste your lives and stay in Shaolin to do this thing of burning jade together? In Shaolin, there are very few monks with such determination, because it is meaningless, I am afraid that only the old monk and other people who are about to pass away will be willing to part with this stinky skin.”

“Why don’t you benefactors keep your useful body for the coming time”

Xinji almost said that only the old monk wants to stick to Shaolin, and everyone else may escape. You unrelated strangers are so heroic and crazy

Meng Qi took a step forward, clasped his hands together, and Bao Xiang solemnly proclaimed the Buddha’s name: “Amitabha, death is either lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai. We are giving up our lives for righteousness, and we are doing it today.”

All the monks, including Xinji, were dumbfounded. They had never seen such a person who was so dedicated to sacrificing himself to save others.

And most importantly, we don’t want you to save us at all.

After Meng Qi finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the warm-blooded and generous words behind the “Amitabha Buddha” were a bit inconsistent, but he immediately comforted himself and said that anyway, the popular style of painting these days is not right.

Seeing that the monks were stunned, Meng Qi raised his head and said, “Today’s matter is not a matter of Shaolin saving or not, but we are going to show the world that there are people who are generous enough to die.” people”

Jiang Zhiwei raised her hand, covered her mouth, and suppressed a smile. A flush appeared on her pale face, and the corners of Qi Zhengyan’s mouth twitched, secretly glad that he and Meng Qi didn’t talk much.

Heart silent for a while, looked at Zhang Yuanshan, who was meditating to stabilize his injuries after hastily taking the elixir, and Jiang Zhiwei, who was standing alone with fluttering clothes, sighed and said: “Benefactor Zhang and Benefactor Jiang are seriously injured, and it may be difficult to break through when they go down the mountain The blockade of the armored soldiers, let’s go to the temple and wait for the opportunity, Dekong, hurry up and get the Xiaohuan Dan to give to a few benefactors.”

“Several benefactors, after entering the temple, please guard the back mountain to prevent barbarian masters from climbing the cliff.”

He arranged Meng Qi and the others in a clean back mountain where almost no one would attack them, and also avoided the secret path to evacuate in the temple.

“Thank you, Master Abbot.” Meng Qi exhaled quietly. This is the most ideal development.

“Abbot, does the little novice have a problem with his head?” Returning to the Daxiong Hall, Xin Chan said angrily, “Why did you keep them?”

Xinji was about to speak, but suddenly his face was like gold paper, then white, and after several consecutive changes, he barely stabilized, but he looked like he had aged twenty years.

“Master, are you okay?” His disciple asked with concern.

“I still can’t die.” Xinji said calmly, “Fortunately, I frightened Duoercha away just now, so I have a chance to relax.” His injury seemed to be getting worse.

He looked sideways at Xin Chan: “Benefactor Jiang, Donor Zhang and Duo’ercha were really desperate when they fought against each other. They were not spies, and the old man saw that their intentions were very firm. If they were not allowed to enter the temple, they would probably stick to the mountain road, so Let them guard the back mountain to repay this kindness and end the cause and effect.”

“Besides the stupa, there is nothing important in the back mountain. Don’t worry about the surprise attack by Doercha’s people. After the disciples have withdrawn through the secret path, tell them the truth and let them leave the secret way. If Doercha attacks It’s too early, with the situation of the mountain in the future, they should be able to defend until the end, when the matter is irreparable, they should not stick to it anymore.”

Xin Ji didn’t seem to be confident in what he said. Meng Qi’s “passionate” just now left a deep impression on him.

Xin Chan said with a sullen face: “Yum’s head, I’m afraid there is no solution. The abbot, the secret books, elixir, etc. have been selected and installed, and we will arrange for the disciples to evacuate now.”

“En.” Xinji nodded, looking back at the golden Buddha statue, her expression became peaceful and indifferent.

“Finally entered the temple.” On the way to the back mountain, Meng Qi sighed. Fortunately, his “acting skills” were good.

Jiang Zhiwei walked very slowly, but there was no trace of confusion and sadness on her face. She smiled lightly and said, “I don’t know what Master Xinji and other eminent monks will think of you, a young monk.”

The mentally handicapped child Huan Duo and Meng Qi silently slandered himself, if it wasn’t for the oppression of the task, would I be willing to do this?

Then, he said “seriously”, “Bo Yuntian must have been shocked by my chivalry and courage, and he just bowed down before accepting his head.”

“Anyway, I just saw you, little monk, saying those distorted words so seriously, so seriously, so passionately, I just, I just wanted to laugh, haha” Jiang Zhiwei couldn’t help it anymore, and laughed out loud. It stopped abruptly, with a little pain on his face.

“Miss Jiang, how is your injury?” Meng Qi asked worriedly.

Jiang Zhiwei sighed a few times and said: “Even if the four apertures are opened, it is still difficult to use the sword to break out of selflessness in my state. After one sword, although I have not lost my strength, but only three successes are left. Duo’ercha’s strength is injured, and he can’t stop for ten stops, within half a day, it is estimated that he can only deal with the armored soldiers with sword skills.”

She described it in detail, because if the companions misjudged their own strength, when an enemy attacked, it was easy to have strategic problems.

“Where’s Senior Brother Zhang?” Qi Zhengyan looked at Zhang Yuanshan, whose chest was a little sunken.

Zhang Yuanshan said with a wry smile: “Fortunately, this time with theWith the wound medicine and the help of Shaolin Xiaohuandan, otherwise it would be difficult to walk, hehe, it is even difficult to deal with iron armored soldiers now. ”

Wang Jin followed the crowd, but he didn’t speak, his eyes wandered, looking at the Buddhist hall in the temple and the road passing by.

As he was walking, Meng Qi was stunned suddenly, because the back mountain in front of him was exactly the same as his Shaolin back mountain, even the stupa was the same.

No way, Meng Qi had no reason to feel terrified at this level.

“Same” Jiang Zhiwei sensed Meng Qi’s abnormality.

Meng Qi nodded and said solemnly, “Although I have only been to the back mountain once, it is exactly the same as here.”

Could it be that there are suppressed demons and goblins here?

Um, probably not, with the level of power in this world, if there were demons and ghosts, they would have ruled the world long ago

The voices of the two were extremely low, so as not to hear the little novice leading the way.

After walking for a while, the little novice stopped, and folded his hands solemnly: “All benefactors, please guard here. After passing the road ahead, there is the stupa on the back mountain. It is inconvenient for outsiders to enter.”

Meng Qi suddenly felt like a dream, because the place where he stayed was the place where he was guarding a few days ago

The two cliffs face each other, and a narrow road is sandwiched between them. There are dense forests on the left and right in front of it.

“Is this a coincidence, or there is some kind of connection hidden in it?” At this time, Meng Qi knew without looking. The forest on the left and right seemed to be endless, but in fact, after a few more steps, he could see the cliff.

He was startled and suspicious, while the others listened to the young novice’s introduction of the nearby terrain, so that they could evacuate in the end.

And the little novice seemed to have been instructed by the upper echelons to explain the terrain in great detail.

“Hey, I didn’t say that the secret path on the cliff was wrong. I thought too much. There are no ghosts and ghosts in this world. Who will open up that secret path? After all, Shaolin in the two worlds is different. After all, this is Shaohua Mountain, not Lianhua Mountain. Taishan” Meng Qi listened, and the secret path drilled by “Zhenguan” suddenly popped up in his mind.

“Senior Brother Qi, little monk, I’ll be counting on you for the time being.” When the little novice left, Jiang Zhiwei took out a white jade bottle of suet the size of a thumb, poured out a red pill, and took it with Xiao Huandan , began to meditate and adjust breath, recovering from the injury.

Zhang Yuanshan’s injuries were even more serious, he didn’t care about Wang Jin’s presence, and also sat down directly to regulate his qi and blood.

Wang Jin looked at them in silence for a long time, then looked at Meng Qi who looked wary, walked to the side, closed his eyes and meditated, as if he was recovering.

Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan took turns to be vigilant, and after about half an hour, faint noises came from afar.

“Duo’ercha is here again.” Meng Qi raised his head and looked in the direction of the temple. Sure enough, he saw that the place was covered with dark clouds, silver snakes danced wildly, flames were rising in some places, and thick smoke was billowing.

He subconsciously clenched the knife, waiting for the start of the final battle.

At this time, Wang Jin stood up abruptly, without saying hello to Meng Qi and the others, he ran directly towards Shaolin.

“What does he want to do?” Meng Qi asked in astonishment.

Qi Zhengyan said with no expression on his face: “Don’t worry about him, if you stay here, you’ll get a thorn in your back.”

Wang Jin was as fast as a galloping horse, and his heart was a little excited. He was born in a reckless family, and his martial arts were all ordinary. He finally reached the step of enlightenment. Cheats, so, for him, the world of reincarnation is an opportunity, and now it is also an opportunity

Although this Shaolin is much worse than the real Shaolin, it can be seen from Abbot Xinji that their martial arts are directed at the outside scene, and there is no lack of steps to refine the acupoints and open the natural nine orifices

Now is the time when Shaolin is in chaos, no one will find out if a head seat or an elder is arrested and interrogated, they will only think that they died at the hands of Duoercha.

Anyway, the task is just to stick to Shaolin, not to say that you can’t hurt Shaolin monks

“Maybe I want to take advantage of the chaos.” Meng Qi casually guessed as he looked at Wang Jin’s back.

Suddenly, there were streaks of silver lights shooting out from the nearby forest, which was unimaginably fast, and directly hit Wang Jin.

The noise of rain hitting banana leaves came, and small streams of blood spurted out from Wang Jin’s body, like a punctured water bag, and then he fell on his back with a little joy on his face.

“I wasted my Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, but who asked the General to let me not let go of one? Hey, you dare to stab the General in one eye?” A young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes walked out of the forest, smiling, Throwing the black tube in his hand directly to the ground, he cupped his hands politely, “Xia Tangshun, nicknamed the Palm of Heaven, is here to send you to see the Buddha of the Western Heaven, Namo Amitabha.”: