"Junior Brother Jing of Qing, has Xuantian Sect taught you such disciples who bully the weak and fear the strong? Today, the elders of Xuantian Sect are all in Shaolin. Do they know what you are doing at this time?"

There seemed to be a sword light bursting in the house, quietly catching Meng Qi's sudden scream.

Following him, a woman's voice was clear and pure as a clear sword pool, but it was until the core of the problem that she hit the target with one blow!

"How is it possible? My Xuantian Sect's righteous path has been passed down from the ancient Heavenly Emperor's Taoist throne. How could I do such a thing for my disciples of Xuantian Sect? This is just an accident. Little monk, you say yourself, is this an accident?

”

"Accident? He is just a tragic monk. Why don't I think about your martial arts and see if you are as strong as your "accident"?" Jiang Zhiwei's clear voice mixed with a little irony.

"you!!"

Zhang Yuanshan hummed a few times outside the door, looking at the wonderful and peaceful scene in the outer room, he couldn't help but show his face.

"What a group of young friends."

Looking back at that time, people in my room were forced to enter the "Six Paths of Reincarnation", and as a result, they continued their missions again and again, and they were dead and injured.

There are those who are covered with the dust of the Tao, some are those who are willing to break but not bend, some are hysterical, and some are soaring into the sky and transcending the other shore, rolling sea of ​​suffering, and the world of the world, just like this.

But looking back now, it is just a small farce among a group of children. Even the means of hiring parents and calling teachers are so rough. It is estimated that the group of teachers who may have paid attention to this scene in Shaolin Temple.

The elders all laughed at it.

But who can think that this "small farce" that no big man looks down on is the cerebral that is not as big man looks down on, has become a great future master of many people.

The "ego" that is resolved becomes even the biggest obstacle for them to break through the "other shore" from the great supernatural powers of creation!

It is hard to understand the self-attachment.

What a simple sentence.

The speaker has no intention, and the listener has no intention.

But only by truly falling into it, indulging in the world, and indulging in the boundless sea of ​​suffering will you know how terrifying this sentence is!

The mysterious fate and the vast will of heaven can make all those who know the truth shudder!

"I heard from Zhenwu Tianzun that the names he wanted to change themselves before were all from the protagonists named "Squid·Super-multiplex World Cluster", one of which was from the multiverse called "Destroyed Moment".

Like the world you are in, that universe is also a "heaven and all worlds" that is no worse than its own world.

However, my world has shifted to the "martial arts" system dozens of epochs ago, and the "destruction of heavens and all realms" tends to be the same as the cultivation of immortals from beginning to end.

After experiencing the four or nine heavenly tribulations and the five declines of heavenly beings, the cultivators in that world can reach the "Da Luo" realm of Hunyuan Wuji, the endless kalpas will not come, and the eternal and free time and space.

The last and strongest disaster that prevents cultivators from advancing to the Daluo Dao Ancestor is the last decline of the five declines of heaven and man, "Dao Heart Failure".

"According to Zhenwu Tianzun, the essence of "Tao Heart Failure" is self-attachment. It is the obsession and prayer of an immortal Buddha to himself at the moment when he first became a immortal Buddha. It is a blessing and a curse.

.If they cannot comprehend this, their hearts of Tao will... shift again and again, and eventually they will never be reborn in the heart failure of Tao! Think about it, this is really too similar... Could it be that this is what the Heavenly Lord said, squid

Bad fun? Then again, who is the "squid"?"

Zhang Yuanshan's thoughts at this moment were probably not known where he was led to the wrong way, but he still came to the door of the house in one step.

"What are you doing?"

A heavy sound suddenly sounded at the door, which completely suppressed the tense and depressing atmosphere in the house in just a moment.

"Senior Brother Zhang, Qingjing tripped over this little monk to test my sword technique." Jiang Zhiwei simply stated the matter without adding fuel to the fire.

Although Senior Brother Zhang felt unreliable when he was crazy, he looked at it. But I have to say that when Senior Brother Zhang was not so crazy, it was still very reliable.

At least in the environment in front of him, Jiang Zhiwei still believes in this senior brother in her heart.

Senior Brother Zhang looked at Qingjing, a little Taoist priest with a depressed face. His sword eyebrows jumped, and he was arrogant without anger. His face seemed to have a dark water look: "Since you have left the mountain gate, your every move of your junior brother Qingjing represents

Xuantian Sect, don’t lose your decency.”

"Yes, Senior Brother Zhang."

The little Taoist priest was shocked by Zhang Yuanshan's momentum and immediately interrupted all the things he wanted to say. He nodded aggrievedly, and did not dare to continue to confront Jiang Zhiwei.

The others in the house were silent, no one spoke for Qingjing, and several even breathed unnaturally.

Xuantian Sect and Xijian Pavilion had a conflict over a choreman in Shaolin Temple. What's that?

It’s because it’s really inconvenient for me to leave, otherwise who would be willing to wade into this muddy water?

It’s still good to have not really started yet. If they really started, everyone present would be hung on the beam of their elders afterwards, and if they didn’t do it, they would be pulled on the beam of their elders!

"I'm too reckless."

The little Taoist turned his head and said to Meng Qi, then quickly turned his head, looking reluctant, and looking deliberate and unyielding.

Meng Qi took a light breath, said nothing, just nodded, then put his hands together and performed a Buddhist ritual to Zhang Yuanshan.

When he was thrown to the entrance of Shaolin Temple by the Su family, Meng Qi had already met Zhang Yuanshan.

But the meeting between the two was not that pleasant at that time.

At that time, this senior brother Zhang was holding his arm crazy, as if he wanted to say something, but in a blink of an eye, he flew backwards backwards and disappeared in front of Meng Qi's eyes, making Meng Qi confused.

Wuyan, he only thought he was encountering a crazy path on the roadside.

But now this stupid Taoist priest suddenly appeared again. Meng Qicai was surprised to find that how big the change a person had after changing his style was really different!

And look at the appearance, this madness has a very high prestige among the younger generations of various sects.

The senior brother surnamed Zhang nodded slightly, as if he had accepted Meng Qi's Buddhist ritual: "Junior Brother Zhending, I am Zhang Yuanshan of Zhenwu Sect, and I am valued by friends from all sects. I call me a senior brother. I hope to forgive you for your affairs today.

”

"It's my own martial arts skills that are mediocre..."

Meng Qi didn't say this, nodded, indicating that he would not take such trivial matters to heart. Then he folded his hands together, lowered his Buddha's name, buried his head in cleaning the ground, and exited the room.

"This little monk is quite a bit backbone... I may see you again among the new Shaolin disciples in the future."

From afar, Meng Qi vaguely heard Jiang Zhiwei's comment.

"Hmph..." Then came the cold snorting of Taoist Qingjing of Xuantian Sect, which also vaguely accompanied him.

"Junior Brother Qing Jing, you have surpassed..."

Senior Brother Zhang frowned, as crazy as ever, no one knew what he was thinking about saying this.
Chapter completed!