"Seeing him build a Zhulou...seeing his building collapse..."
Meng Qi looked at the flames soaring into the sky behind him, and the black smoke filled the air. Buildings continued to burn down and collapse. The previously prosperous scene had turned into ruins. He couldn't help but feel that the world was impermanent, and he was filled with emotion.
It was already the second day, and Meng Qi and Zhen Hui rushed towards Tanhan after leaving the oasis.
On the way, they encountered many horse bandits, and they just passed by a camp where horse bandits gathered.
The ruins were exactly what Meng Qi saw after he could not see the ferocity of the horse bandits and set fire to them with his true wisdom. At this time, he was followed by a group of "Women's Army", who were the poor women who were persecuted by the horse bandits.
Zhenhui had no feeling for this kind of "sad spring and sad autumn". She looked at the girls with excited and sad faces, and said to Meng Qi with admiration: "Brother, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. You have already
Many pagodas were built.”
"To me, the pagoda is meaningless. Saving people is just out of my heart." Meng Qi sighed. Being able to understand the origin of his thoughts can be regarded as an improvement in his character.
Zhen Hui wanted to say something, but suddenly she kept looking at her and shouted in surprise and joy: "Master, we are here!"
Meng Qi swayed and almost fell off his horse. What? Master is here? Where is he? Where is he?
He looked left and right, and suddenly saw a familiar figure wearing a red cassock falling in front of him. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Master, why are you here?"
What to do with my escape plan? Master is watching again!
But what a coincidence...
Xuan Bei looked at his apprentice who had grown a little taller and no trace of sadness appeared on his face. He nodded happily and said:
"You have been missing in Yuhai for many days. I was afraid that you might have wandered into Tianhaiyuan by mistake, so you came to Tanhan to look for the entrance. I didn't expect to see a fire starting tonight. When I came over to take a look, I bumped into you."
The existence of Tian Haiyuan is not a secret to Shaolin senior officials. The Nine Yuan Demon Lord and other great demons were suppressed under the stupa.
"Master, we are indeed trapped in Tianhaiyuan for a day, thanks to the blessing of senior brother Hongneng, the descendant of Lanke Temple." Meng Qi answered honestly on this matter.
Since you have been encountered by the master, don't think about escaping for the time being. First find a way to cover up the secrets about you.
"It's a day in the sky and a month outside. No wonder." Xuanbei said thoughtfully, "Lanke Temple has always been mysterious. Even if you are a teacher, you don't know their roots very well. If you can meet Hong Neng, it's considered a blessing.
By fate, the abbot's ability to attain the Dharmakaya was closely related to his visit to Lanke Temple to meditate on sutras."
With Xuan Bei beside them, the speed of the entire cavalry immediately slowed down, and they were not afraid even if the "Crying Old Man" came, let alone Ze Luo Ju and his ilk.
While the three masters were chatting, Meng Qi kept using his brain, spinning his thoughts, weaving a complete set of "lies" and telling what happened in the world of Demon Tomb in a "tactful" way.
His eight truths were mixed with two lies, and the key points were perfectly matched. Xuanbei did not hear the problem and nodded gently: "There is a divine thunder tempered body, which is equivalent to the fifth level of the golden bell. The spirit is released, directly attacking the soul.
And with Ananda's sword-breaking skills, no wonder you can deal with these horse bandits."
He is very confident in Shaolin Kungfu. Although the fifth level of Golden Bell Cover is only completed with four orifices, the effect is equivalent to most of the six orifices of Kung Fu training.
After listening to Meng Qi's account, Xuanbei said with joy and satisfaction:
"Thank you for your hard work on this trip. I was negligent and thought that the crying old man had killed Su Wuming on the sword, which almost put you in a situation of eternal disaster. Fortunately, you managed to survive and saved Zhenhui. Well, since you have opened
Now that the four orifices have been cleared, it’s time to practice the fifth and sixth levels of the Golden Bell Cover.”
As he spoke, he took out two thin secret books and handed them to Meng Qi. They had obviously copied them already.
Meng Qi felt sad. If he had known this, why would he have to exchange for the sixth level of the Golden Bell Cover?
But he immediately became happy. After a few days, he used the excuse of tempering his body with divine thunder energy, and quickly completed the fifth level. Even if the secret was covered up, he could enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion when he returned to Shaolin, although he could not do it all at once.
I will read and memorize "Outer Fifty-Eight" and other martial arts collections in one tone, but it is still okay to borrow a book every once in a while. That is simply countless good deeds!
Moreover, I have opened my four apertures, and my current strength is no less than that of my senior brother. I can try to break through the Tongren Alley and go down the mountain on my own. Why bother my master?
The future is bright, Meng Qi smiled a little stupidly.
After Xuanbei figured out the whole story, he looked at the group of "women's troops" and ordered: "Okay, when we get to Tanhan, if any of them want to stay in the Western Regions, we will make appropriate arrangements for them to go to Yuhai. If they are willing to go to Dahan,
Jin people, we returned to Liushaji together, and Kong saw our uncle and the others waiting there."
After a pause, he explained to avoid the disciples having a bad impression on their elders: "Since we don't know whether you entered Tianhaiyuan by mistake or took a detour back to the Central Plains, we divided our troops into two groups and waited at Liushaji together to avoid missing out.
With the master by his side, I can calmly and properly arrange the escape route for these miserable women.
Two days later, five more figures appeared in the desert horse bandit camp.
The walls and walls in the camp were broken, everything was burnt black, and many corpses were chewed to pieces by wild beasts. It was like a Shura hell.
The five of them didn't speak. They looked all the way, even reaching the leader's back room, where they saw the charred corpse that had been burned by the fire but remained.
"I didn't even spare the children. Are you still a monk?" One of his subordinates said in shock.
He looked solemnly and said:
"Yes, two young monks actually dare..."
He took out a stone that was transparent but glowing with a faint green light from his arms, stretched out his right palm, and black air suddenly evaporated in the room, followed by a shrill cry.
Although he is not a member of the Crying Old Man family, he also got a magic weapon from Yu Huanduo by coincidence. He can use this stone to perform some auxiliary skills and record external influences.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Black energy poured into the stone, turning it from transparent to light black, sometimes highlighting a distorted face.
"Boss, what are you doing?"
He showed a rare smile: "Of course I want to show it to the old monks, so that they can see how inhumane the direct disciples of Shaolin are, cruel and murderous, not like monks, but like Shura."
"That's right!" The man who asked the question clapped his hands together, "Shaolin prides itself on being an authentic Buddhist sect and having a Buddhist nature. It will definitely not tolerate such disciples. When the time comes, they will either abolish their martial arts and suppress them in the back mountains, or they will abolish their martial arts and swear an oath.
Drive out of the mountain gate!"
"Whether it was done by the real monk or not, at least he was involved in the matter. The first monk Wujing of the Shaolin Discipline Academy hates evil and will definitely deal with it impartially. It would be interesting if he was expelled from the temple by deactivating his power!"
"Boss, be careful, this bald donkey can summon thunder!" his men warned.
"What are you afraid of? No matter what the reason is for him to use the location method, at least one thing remains unchanged, that is, the location method is a huge burden on the awakening period and consumes a lot of energy. I want to see, when there is no martial arts,
What does he use to summon thunder!"
"Besides, he can be regarded as a direct descendant of Shaolin. He must have been taught the seventy-two unique skills of Shaolin. We will torture him severely when the time comes. There is no way that we will be able to master the unique skills of Shaolin!"
If we can rely on the Vajra Temple, we will have peace of mind in this Western Region!"
"Boss is wise!" Another subordinate said flatteringly.
If Shang Yi were here, he would definitely sigh, "God's will is unpredictable."
Different places, different people, but the same time, similar conversations, and even similar methods; although You Huanduo and others have died in the hands of Shang Yi, there is an unknown person.
Horse bandits.
It's not hatred, but coveting the unique knowledge of Shaolin, and at the same time, I want to use it to make friends with the Vajra Temple!
This is very reasonable, but in the eyes of Shang Yi, the book reader, it is the biggest unreasonable. If there is no "divine will" arrangement in this, Shang Yi will not believe it!
On the other side, some of the women Meng Qi rescued were separated in Tanhan. They were from the Western Regions themselves and were inevitably afraid of being far away from home. Therefore, they followed the caravan approaching Shaolin, some to Yuhai, and some to Yuhai.
Go north to the oasis under the protection of the Snow Mountain Sect, and so on.
Most of the remaining women were from the Central Plains, or had no relatives in the Western Regions. They planned to change their environment and forget the past, so they followed Kong Jian, Wu Jing, Xuan Bei and others back east. After entering Yumen Pass, there were naturally people from different directions.
Say goodbye, and Shaolin must save people to the end, so they will naturally look for a reliable caravan or escort agency to help bring them along.
Back at the inn, Meng Qi and Zhen Hui saw their master seeing off an escort, followed by several familiar women.
"Two masters, we will pray for you every day." When these women saw Meng Qi and Zhenhui, they burst into tears with excitement.
The escort was given a few instructions by the Shaolin elder at the top of the scene, and he felt light-headed and almost forgot where he was.
After exchanging a few words, Meng Qi and Zhenhui couldn't stand the enthusiasm and hid upstairs.
"Everyone who went north and south has left, only a few of us are still returning eastward." Xuanbei walked upstairs. He was not annoyed because of the complicated things. Being able to help others, he felt rich and peaceful inside.
"Xuan Bei, Zhen Ding, Zhen Hui, please come to the old monk's room."
Seeing a man with a white beard hanging down his chest, and a man with bronzed skin and sharp edges next to him, both of them looked serious, which made Meng Qi suddenly have a bad feeling.
Xuan Bei led the two disciples into the guest room, and saw that with a wave of his sleeves and robes, glazed light lit up everywhere, wrapping the entire room.
"Did you hide anything about the horse bandits?"
As the leader of the Discipline Academy, Wu Jing has always been straightforward in his speech.
At Liushaji, Xuanbei downplayed the murders committed by Meng Qi and Zhenhui, emphasizing that they had rescued a group of women in distress. According to the "Benefiting the Sentence Precept", killings committed in this case are not punishable - Benefiting the Sentence.
The precept is that monks who follow the path of Bodhisattvas must save all sentient beings. Therefore, the Shaolin precepts say that killing evil people because of saving good people does not count as breaking the precept of killing.
"No." Meng Qi pondered for a moment, but still chose to answer like this. He really didn't expect to hide anything.
"Amitabha, I have sinned. A benefactor was entrusted by others and gave me this." Kong Jian recited the Buddha's name in a low voice, took out a light black stone that was constantly flowing, and pierced into it with thousands of glazed lights emitting from his palm.
Black energy rises, and the ghosts of injustice emerge, replaying the scene at that time.
At that time, Meng Qi resented the horse bandits for their evil deeds and had no conscience. At the same time, he was frustrated by all the recent injustices and had a strong desire to kill in his heart, so he struck without mercy. At the same time, some of his people were given to the women in distress, allowing them to seek revenge, but they were obsessed with it.
.
Therefore, although some of them did not die at the hands of Meng Qi, they died because of him, at the hands of the women in distress.
Even the evil spirit among them even imagined himself dragging Zhen Hui out.
If I had known earlier, I would have asked my junior brother to use the Buddha beads to save the souls of the dead... Only then did Meng Qi, who had no self-consciousness as a monk, think of it.
At the same time, he also recalled what Shang Yi said when he was reincarnating in the world: killing people, burning corpses, saving lives, erasing cause and effect, so that opponents can never threaten his one-stop service again. He laughed in his heart, it was still not safe enough at that time!
Xuan Bei looked at Meng Qi and Zhen Hui in astonishment. He had never expected such a thing.
"Tacitly allowing others to kill indiscriminately is one mistake, denying it outright, and making excuses and concealing it are two mistakes. These two mistakes show that you are murderous, cruel and cold-blooded, have no mercy, and have no repentance!"
Wu Jing said solemnly and solemnly that he and Kong Jian had checked just now and the innocent soul did not lie.
Meng Qi didn't know how to answer, because it was indeed the case, but he was not the first person to say it!
Xuanbei suppressed his astonishment, stood up suddenly, and saluted solemnly:
"The disciple is guilty. It was the disciple who regretted seeing Zhending, so he let him lie and conceal the matter."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Meng Qi looked at the master a little confused, and he helped himself again...
At this time, Xuan Bei secretly hinted that Meng Qi should quickly admit his mistake, as there was still a glimmer of hope.
Meng Qi was about to speak and take responsibility for his mistake when Wu Jing said sternly: "The big mistake has been made and is irreversible. True Wisdom's original intention is still good, but his strength is weak and he has no power to stop it. He was dragged away by True Determination.
There is nothing wrong with this, but if you help conceal it afterwards and flout the temple rules, you must not go unpunished and be sent back to the back wall of the temple for two years."
As the head of the Discipline Academy, he has the right to make punishment decisions accompanied by an elder and report to the abbot afterwards.
"Xuanbei, as a master, you fail to teach by words and deeds. Instead, you instigate your disciples to lie and escape. You are punished by facing the wall for one year."
Wujing stopped Xuanbei from speaking, and then looked at Meng Qi:
"It's true that you have committed a heinous crime and are cruel and cold-blooded. You must abolish your martial arts, be expelled from the mountain, and make an oath to the soul not to secretly teach your secret knowledge!"
Xuanbei's face changed drastically and he begged for permission urgently:
"Uncle Master, for the sake of rescuing so many people in distress, please give me a lighter punishment."
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Bei calmed down. He remembered that when he communicated with Shang Yi before, he said that Master Kongwen, the abbot of Shaolin, was disguised as the magician Han Guang. Nowadays, the Shaolin Temple is extremely dangerous, and maybe expelling Shaolin is the same.
A good thing.
"The merits and demerits do not offset each other. It is a blessing for Zhen Ding to save people, and sending the Wounded Soul Stone must be a conspiracy of the Crying Old Man family. There may be an ambush nearby, so the reward is to send Zhen Ding to another city to avoid it.
."
Wu Jing said selflessly.
Meng Qi's mind was buzzing and he was at a loss. How could things have gotten to this point...
But thinking that this might be a good opportunity to escape from Shaolin, he gritted his teeth, raised his head, and looked at Wu Jing stubbornly:
"First seat, disciple is correct!"
"Wrong?" As the leader of the Discipline Academy, this was the first time that Wu Jing encountered a disciple who had committed crimes without any repentance. He was immediately furious and asked sternly.
"Amitabha, sin, sin, sin." Kong Jian paused for a moment while squeezing the hand holding the beads.
Xuan Bei took a deep look at Meng Qi and realized that Meng Qi might have another chance and didn't want to stay in Shaolin forever.
Then I thought about what Zhenhui said before, that the free-spirited Buddhist disciple Huai Kong and Meng Qi had a good relationship. I thought about what other connections the two had, and I immediately felt relieved.
Meng Qi stiffened his neck and said without any fear: "Does the leader not know the principle of eradicating all evil? When is the so-called retribution of injustice? Only by eradicating the roots will we not kill again and again and add more crimes."
"If you allow evil people to run free and just teach them, more good people will inevitably suffer. Isn't this adding to the sin? Killing is to protect yourself. Killing karma is not killing people!"
"Shaolin is a Zen sect. The Buddha does not seek outside, and is self-sufficient in nature. The Buddha is the enlightened one and the teacher. He should not be a clay puppet enshrined in the temple. But you have forgotten the original meaning of Zen. You worship the Buddha with incense and serve the Buddha with your body.
, regard Buddha as a god, worship him, and lose his original intention!"
"The way of Zen is to seek the Buddha in the heart. Everyone has Buddha nature. As long as they are not blinded by the four false combinations. If you are a Buddha yourself, why do you have to do good deeds, stop killing, accumulate merit, and seek the way of Bodhisattva outside?"
"Hypocrisy! Heretic!"
He would do whatever he wanted to anger Wu Jing, regardless of whether it made sense or not, whether it fit his own ideas or not.
"What evil, where do these fallacies come from!" Wu Jing shouted sternly.
Ever since he knew that Shang Yi had realized a set of exterior-level invincible diamond-conquering magical powers from the Diamond Sutra, when he was copying the Buddhist scriptures for Shang Yi, he had also seriously understood it himself, and for a while he said that he could not refute it.