I Honor

Three “Acts of God”

On the north side of the “quick sand collection”, there is a small hill facing the vast sea. The sun and wind blows, and the rocks are gradually exposed, covered with gravel, and some places are even dark brown, smooth and hard, which is paradoxical. feeling of terror.

On the other side of the hill, there is an underground river flowing, trees are growing everywhere, filled with the breath of spring, and there is an oasis of greenery at the foot of the hill, which is the place where the nearby herdsmen graze their livestock. It was evening, and they were driving their cattle and sheep home.

Meng Qi and Zhenhui walked slowly on the mountain path with Master, towards the peak that was not too high. While walking, he restrained his other thoughts and asked with concern: “Master, since you let us Be careful about the crying old man and his disciples and grandchildren, can you tell us about their characteristics in detail, at least this way you won’t be ignorant in person and expose your identity for nothing.”

Xuan Bei nodded lightly: “Master, I am going to tell you that the crying old man is a black-haired old man with deep wrinkles. He likes to wear a black turban and a white burqa. The biggest feature is his eyes, which have double pupils and are strange in shape. , Whether he is laughing or angry, he seems to be crying, he is eager to gain power, moody, and aggressive, you’d better stay away from him.”

Zhenhui looked like he was listening to the allusions of Jianghu, and he was very interested. Meng Qi was also very focused, but he didn’t expect to bump into the hand of Master’s big enemy. Considering his current strength, the opponent would not move or move. If you make a move, you can kill yourself just by the coercion of the realm.

“Old Man Crying has three proud disciples, all masters who have stepped into the location. Among them, Master Tianhuang, who is the strongest, has been killed by his teacher.” When Xuan Bei mentioned “Master Tianhuang”, there was still a moment mood swings.

Meng Qi said in surprise, “Master, the crying old man only has three exterior disciples.”

Could it be that his power is too little?

“Young…” Xuan Bei shook his head, “My Shaolin is one of the world’s great sects of martial arts, one of the strongest sects, with thousands of years of accumulation, and only a few dozen people on location. It’s amazing that the crying old man can have three on location disciples. In addition, he also has friendship with some vicious people and demons, and they often join forces.”

Because Shaolin has many masters who practice dry Zen and face the wall.Monk, so the exact number of locations has never been known to outsiders, and Xuan Bei couldn’t explain it clearly to Meng Qi who is not yet enlightened, so he just summed it up with dozens of people.

Meng Qi laughed dryly, and was ashamed again because of his shallow knowledge: “Master, what the disciples mean is that the crying old man has only three disciples, and all of them are on location.”

He forced his meaning back.

Xuan Bei didn’t expose it: “The crying old man defended his shortcomings but was cruel. All the disciples who made him dissatisfied died at his hands, and those who survived were the best among them, so the number is naturally rare.”

“So that’s how it is.” Meng Qi felt a little lucky when he heard it. Fortunately, he traveled through Shaolin. If the person who possessed him at that time was a disciple of the crying old man, he would have been tortured and lost his soul.

“Master, it’s scary to cry for an old man.” Stupid Zhenhui was taken aback. He always thought that it’s only natural for a master to be kind to his disciples, and for a senior brother to be kind to his junior fellow students. Conversely, it’s the same for a disciple to be kind to his master, and a senior fellow apprentice to his senior brother.

Hmph, you used to be confident and confident, but now your three views have been refreshed. Meng Qi slandered secretly.

Xuan Bei said with relief: “The crying old man is evil and stubborn, so it is naturally different from my righteous school.”

Then he continued: “Old Man Cry’s remaining two disciples, one is Halle’s Prince Yan Shiche, and the other is the horse bandit Ze Luoju, both of whom are first-rate masters.”

He introduced in detail the appearance and martial arts characteristics of Yan Shiche and Ze Luoju so that his disciples could distinguish them. For example, Yan Shiche has golden eyes, red eyes between brows, and a hidden divine aura. He looks like a young man in his forties, with a complexion Handsome, like a god statue, for example, Ze Luo Jushan wields a saber, has a beard all over his face, and his left eye was gouged out because he did something that the old man was dissatisfied with, nicknamed “Han Hai Xie Dao”.

The so-called first-class master is a standard of appellation given by the imperial family of the Jin Dynasty by the way when they made the world list. Because it incorporates many conventional things, many people use it.

After the exterior scene, you need to cross three ladders, so there will be a qualitative change every three days. Once you break through, your strength will be far stronger than before. The “grandmasters” like Xiang Fei and Cui Xu are completely different from each other. The strong ones of the fourth, fifth and sixth heavens are called “extreme masters”, while the first, second and third heavens are “first-rate masters”.

And above the peak of location scene, there is another level of realm, which is half-step dharma body, which is also a qualitative change, and is called a “great master”, while half-step location is considered a “second-rate master”.

The opening of nine apertures is “three streams”, six apertures, seven apertures, and eight apertures are “four streams”, and two apertures and four apertures are “ordinary”.

After enlightenment, depending on the amount of energy stored and the level of martial arts, it is called “nine or not”. When Meng Qi exchanged the iron shirt, Jiang Zhiwei would joke that he was not a master.

While listening, Meng Qi took note of the characteristics of Yan Shiche and Ze Luoju so that they could be avoided in advance.

After talking about Yan Shi Che and Ze Luo Ju, Xuan Bei didn’t stop: “The disciples of the crying old man were also killed by him, and there were only a dozen of them left. It is the leader of the seventy-two bandits in Helian Mountain, Lidi Yan Luoyou, and the other is the lone bandit, the white-headed vulture, An Guoxie.”

He briefly introduced the remaining 17 or 18 enlightened disciples of the crying old man, focusing on the appearance characteristics, such as “Lidi Yan Luo” who looks simple and honest, looks like an old farmer, has a black mole the size of a thumb on the corner of his eyebrow, and “White-headed Vulture” An Guoxie The young man has gray hair, but now he is only in his thirties, and his hair is already gray. He acts cruelly, and especially loves to torture others

Xuan Bei’s timing was very precise. After speaking, he just reached the top of the peak. There are many straight dead trees here.

He sighed full of melancholy, stopped in front of a tree twisted like a dragon, and said in a low voice: “The two young sons of my teacher are buried here. If they don’t die, they should be as old as you.”

The atmosphere suddenly became sad and depressing, Meng Qi and Zhen Hui couldn’t say anything, they could only silently accompany Master’s sadness.

After an unknown amount of time, Xuan Bei suddenly opened his mouth, mocking himself: “Master, I’m in a trance today, but I forgot to buy some joss sticks, and I forgot to bring the handwritten Prajna Sutra to burn here, true concentration, true wisdom, You go back to the inn to get the Prajna Sutra, and buy some incense candles by the way.”

“Yes, Master.” Although Meng Qi felt that Master didn’t pay much attention to these formalities, the burials here were his two young sons after all, so there was nothing special about them, so he suppressed his doubts and immediately agreed.

After going down the mountain and returning to Quicksand, Meng Qi’s mind suddenly became active. Isn’t this a great opportunity to escape?

The master is far away on the mountain, and because of the tomb sweeping, he is distracted, as long as he dismisses the younger brother, he will be able to fly as high as the sky

“Junior Brother, let’s split things up. You go back to the inn to get the Prajna Sutra, and I’ll go buy joss sticks.” Meng Qi wanted to do it.

Although he felt a little sorry for Master by taking this opportunity to escape, but the opportunity is rare and cannot be let go

Zhenhui did not doubt that he was there, agreed with a smile, and ran into the inn. Meng Qi looked at his back, sighed, and walked quickly to the other side of the market.

On the top of the mountain, it is windy and cold.

Xuan Bei looked at the dead tree in front of him, and at some point there was a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

This is a string of dark gold Buddhist beads, which are mixed with three pure black beads.

“I didn’t expect you to come here specifically to stop me from killing me.” He said lightly.

“The old man has always had revenge, and he knew that you were going to the Vajra Temple as soon as he recovered from his injury, so he is waiting for you here, and you will definitely come. “Behind the tree, a black and thin old man stood hunchbacked, as if he had been standing here.

He is covered with a black scarf and a white robe. Each eye has two pupils, and the corners of the eyes hang down, as if crying.

Xuan Bei said neither angry nor happy: “Crying old man, your guess is very accurate.”

“Do you think that if you send your two apprentices away, they will survive? Although the old man is too lazy to take care of them, there are a few disciples waiting below.” The crying old man coughed twice, like a weak old man.

His disciples wanted to help him manage the affairs of “Halle” and Han Hai, so they couldn’t get away, so they only brought a few disciples and grandchildren.

Xuan Bei still had a dead face: “If we don’t send them away, under the aftermath of our battle, their bones will be gone, and down below, they still have a glimmer of life.”

His state is inferior to that of the weeping old man, and he is not afraid of fighting, but he is powerless to protect his disciples from the aftermath.

“You mean Jiuniang, I’m sorry she doesn’t dare.” The crying old man didn’t care, he raised his right hand, and suddenly black ghosts appeared around him, screaming and screaming, making people’s scalp numb, their mind shaken, and their strength is slightly weaker , the soul will be taken away immediately.

Meng Qi was about to go outside the set, when he suddenly found countless winds and sands rolling up in the vast sea on the other side. For a radius of a hundred miles, there were flying sands and rocks all rushing towards the top of the small mountain.

The oasis at the foot of the mountain withered instantly, and the cattle and sheep herders stood dehydrated and stiff like corpses.

Meng Qi, who was far away from the concentration, also saw that the ground was dry and cracked inch by inch, like a natural disaster

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