Meng Qi now wants to slap his mouth.

What a laugh!

As a result, a petty pervert was attracted!

That's right, it's just a slim pervert.

At the beginning, Meng Qi really had a furious scalp and thought that this young monk, who is about the same age as now, had any bad habits.

However, after a few days of contact, he still found out that the other party was just teasing him!

revenge!

Bounty revenge!

And, I really can't handle it...

He is obviously a thirteen or fourteen-year-old guy, why is he so shameless?

After a few days of contact, Meng Qi's heart began to feel suspicious.

Although the thirteen or fourteen-year-old junior high school student began to enter the rebellious period when he traveled through the earth before he traveled through time. He was so shameless, but in comparison, this true color junior brother is really wrong.

In terms of personality, Meng Qi can be simply summarized as a category of passionate protagonists who can think. From time to time traveling to now, he has relied on his own steps to resolve various crises that may be exposed.

The strategy may not be the best one, but it has strong introspection.

Similarly, he also felt the incongruity of this new junior brother.

Even if you can tell the fact that the children in the village are precocious, it is too early to ripen...

"Senior Brother Zhending, Uncle Xuanxin arranged for us to go to the Sutra Pavilion to clean."

When I said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived. Just when Meng Qi was whispering this true junior brother again, the familiar voice came to my ears.

Looking back at the bald monk, Meng Qi was also a little stunned.

The other party started to say that he was handsome, but after he washed up and added the oil and water from the food for a few days, his image changed almost greatly.

like……

A little more handsome than myself...

Shaolin Temple avoids meat and spicy food, not meat consumption, but mainly avoids heavy-tasting spices. Before the excuse is revealed, meat is allowed to be eaten. Many poor children change every day after coming to Shaolin Temple.

"Zheng Se, please explain in advance. Please don't be too lazy anymore."

Meng Qi's face was full of righteous words.

Zhenhui, the young follower next to Meng Qi, also nodded repeatedly.

"As monks, why are you two so dirty in their minds?"

Xu Yue sighed, looking as if he was disappointed.

"I'm just looking at how your chest muscles are being trained. After all, I'm just getting started with the junior brother of the Hundred Days Foundation Building."

Xu Yue patted Meng Qi, who was slapped in the fish's eyes again, and it seemed very natural.

In fact, Meng Qi's current body is the concubine's son of the Shenweihou of the Su family in the Shendu. Because the bullshit things of the wealthy families were arranged to Shaolin, the foundation building of a hundred days has been completed.

Meng Qi also discovered this when practicing, but because he knew the importance of the basics and did not have the method of practicing the Qi-accumulating period, he still resolutely walked it again.

In terms of practice progress alone, among the little novice monks in the same period, Meng Qi is definitely ahead.

When Xu Yue practiced the 100-day foundation-building method, he had to sigh at the perfection of the basic martial arts in this world.

It seems simple and ordinary, but it is a solid foundation for the future tall buildings.

As long as the roots and bones can meet the most basic requirements and the meat supplement is sufficient, anyone can easily complete the foundation building within a hundred days to one year.

And don’t think that this hundred-day foundation building is no big deal.

There are 365 major acupoints in the human body, each of which is filled with nine true qi. When the qi of the orifices is filled, the meridians will be opened.

In simple terms, it is a congenital vein that can be manufactured artificially in batches.

The complexity is as simple as simplicity, turning decay into magic.

Just such a seemingly simple foundation-building method can actually give you a glimpse of the improvement of the system behind this world.

In other words, under the quarrel between the two and Zhenhui's daze, the three of them arrived at the Sutra Pavilion that needed to be cleaned.

However, as errand monks, what they need to clean is just the ordinary scriptures.

Because Meng Qi often tells stories with Zhenhui in the dormitory at night, Zhenhui, who comes to the Sutra Pavilion, has his eyes shining, preparing to find the secrets in the mezzanine.

This behavior made Meng Qi feel a little embarrassed, and he felt like he had taught the child badly.

"Zhenhui, what are you doing? You are also planning to see if there are peerless secrets in these ordinary Buddhist scriptures."

Just as cleaning, Xu Yue couldn't help but tease the little monk Zhenhui and said.

"Uh-huh."

But in the face of Xu Yue's joke, Zhenhui nodded extremely seriously and looked more and more carefully.

"Haha, then you should go and read the Lankavatara Sutra, and you may have something like the Nine Yang Divine Arts."

Xu Yue laughed loudly and said with a little teasing and self-deprecating tone.

Meng Qi, who was originally thinking about changing the story in the future, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

I almost spit out the words "Damn".

After a long time, I calmed down and then asked in confusion

"Nine Yang Divine Art?"

"Uh, nothing, I made it up."

Xu Yue said hehe.

But Zhenhui, who is honest and honest, will not cooperate with Meng Qi, and asked curiously.

"Have Brother Zhense also heard the story of the Nine Yang Divine Art?"

"Ah? Where else have you heard of this thing?"

Xu Yue took a step forward, grabbed Zhenhui's shoulder and shook it for a while before saying.

"Don't shake, dizzy."

"It was said in the story told by Senior Brother Zhending..."

Then, Xu Yue turned around and looked at Meng Qi with a strange look on his face.

Meng Qi also began to stare at Xu Yue with a strange look. This sudden atmosphere of painting style made Zhenhui, who didn't know anything, shudder inexplicably.

"Flying snow shot white deer in the sky."

Xu Yue said the first couplet.

"The laughing book hero leans on the green mandarin orange."

Meng Qi met the incision, and then both of them looked a little excited.

Meng Qi has been traveling to this unknown world for more than a month, and has arrived in a completely unfamiliar world. He has no memory of his original body, which is quite difficult for him.

It can be said that if you don’t know anything you find on weekdays, Junior Brother Zhenhui, who seems a little silly, chats and relieves boredom, tells the story of the past martial arts stories, and linking the two worlds as much as possible, it is already a unique way of decompression for Meng Qi.

Now I suddenly heard a familiar incision and found that the junior brother who was about the same age as me on the other side might have come from the same place as me, and now I feel a sense of surprise to find the same kind of surprise.

"I wonder if Senior Brother Zhending has heard of Prince Wang Sicong?"

Xu Yue asked again.

"listen……"

But before Meng Qi could answer, another voice of some confusion interspersed in.

"Wang Sicong? Is it a brother of the same generation that the Wang family in Jiangdong who is known as "all the people" Wang Siyuan? I have never heard of it..."

Looking back, it was another young monk in gray robe.

Meng Qi knew this person. He was Senior Brother Zhenyong from the Martial Monk Academy, and he was the best-looking senior brother to the Handicap Academy. When he first entered Shaolin Temple, he took care of himself in the cafeteria and told him a lot of things.

It is also considered that in the past month, there are few classmates who can talk more.

At least, it is much better than the other two roommates in the dormitory who have been there for several years except for the junior brother.

"Ah, it turns out that it is Senior Brother Zhenyong. Maybe we heard it wrong. Uncle Xuanxin often talks about things in the world. Maybe we heard it wrong."

Meng Qi said wisely.

Xu Yue seemed to have just reacted and nodded.

"Oh, so that's it."

Zhen Yong himself often listens to Xuanxin’s bragging, and is the only disciple of the monk academy who took the initiative to find him to listen to.

Although I don’t remember that he mentioned Wang Siyuan, it probably should be correct that it was rumored there.

"By the way, why did Senior Brother Zhenyong come to the Sutra Library? Isn't the practice of the Martial Monk Academy very heavy?"

Meng Qi started to talk about the topic again.

Although now he wanted to pull Junior Brother Zhense to the room and have a good talk now.

But I still understand that it is better not to be too strange to perform to the outside world...
Chapter completed!