MTL - The Sage Who Transcended Samsara-Chapter 55 Smash

Moon star is rare, lonely photos of cliffs, Meng Qi hiding in the dark recognized who this figure is.

Really!

Although these days, Meng Qi's energy is mainly focused on the golden bell hood and the practice of swordsmanship, light practice, and there are many courtyards separated from the monk's monastery, and communication is inconvenient. Meet Zhenyong, chat a few words, understand the trivial things in the temple, so even if this figure is facing Meng Qi, he is still convinced that the other party is Zhenyong!

What did he come to the cliff so late?

Could there be a big secret?

Meng Qi thought a little irritably, and he was so secretive that he was totally unwilling to get caught up in other incidents, so as not to be found abnormal.

In Shaolin Temple, he just wanted to be a quiet little Sami.

It is with this mentality and the consciousness that he is not yet a master. He did not rashly explore the secret path in the last time, but returned directly and sent a signal.

The gray figure turned his head, looked around alertly, and the blurred moonlight on his face clearly showed that Meng Qi's judgment was correct, and he was Zhenyong.

Meng Qi held his breath and controlled the heartbeat. He did not want to attract Zhenyong's attention. I hope that he will leave soon, and then he will be able to restart the patrol unconsciously, and wait until tomorrow, Zhenhui, to sue Master, Zhenyong's secret will naturally be discovered.

It's remote and hidden, almost unknown. Zhenyong habitually inspected it, and pulled out a book from his arms, turning his face with a smile.

In the cold moonlight, Meng Qi, who has condensed six eyes, has discovered that the books in Zhenyong's hands are white, not like the precious paper such as "Muhua paper" used for writing cheats. Bad papers for Sami to copy words.

"Is it a book copied from ordinary paper?" Meng Qi speculated subconsciously.

Zhenyong was so impressed that there was a murmur in his mouth. For a while, there was no consciousness of those who did "bad things" quickly leaving the scene, which made Meng Qi secretly anxious.

He was not afraid that he could not bear it, but the younger brother around him had never experienced such a situation. As time passed, he was likely to be restless, and he would easily encounter something and make a noise.

Meng Qi tilted his head slightly and looked at Zhenyong. Under the shadow shaking, his face looked dark, faintly curious, and was looking at Zhenyong intently.

It's still good to have the same mind ... Seeing this, Meng Qi silently praised.

After a moment of fragrant incense, Zhenyong adjusted her stiff posture and bumped into a piece of gravel, letting her bones roll down the cliff, but no sound came back.

Waking up by this movement, Zhenyong reluctantly closed the book in his hand.

He didn't dare to stay too long, and stretched his hands out of the cliff.

After groping for a while, he retracted with his right hand and added an extra oily paper bag.

"There seems to be something hidden on the outside of the cliff, but it is hidden ..." Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully.

Zhenyong opened the oil paper bag, which contained several books of different thicknesses. He put the book in his hand and wrapped it tightly again.

Just then, a reckless rat ran out of the hole, scaring Zhenhui to hide behind.

Click, the sound of broken branches is clear in the quiet night!

With a slam, Zhenyong shook his hand, and the oil-paper bag landed, looking back in horror and panic.

At the same time, his left hand subconsciously touched the cliff.

"Who?" Zhenyong asked with a low voice, and it seemed that Meng Qi and Zhenhui had not been seen.

As soon as the words came down, Meng Qi had not come up with a countermeasure, and Zhenyong swooped up suddenly, dragging a sharp ring knife in his left hand.

His drinking was actually a trick for suspects!

"Big gas, he really concealed his strength ..." After seeing Zhenyong's body movements, Meng Qi sighed, sinking his left shoulder, and slammed into Zhenyong's knife edge without giving way.

Zhenyong was suspicious and had a sudden move. He was thinking that the enemy hidden in the forest should be too late to escape. It was best to kill it with one stroke, but he saw a figure who couldn't escape and was hitting the blade.

Huh! Ringing a sword is like a golden stone, Zhenyong secretly said that it was not good, and hurried back without thinking.

At this time, a blade of light was cut from the side he had never imagined, the angle was tricky, the position was strange, and it was difficult to escape.

Zhenyong gritted his teeth, quit the sword, followed the knife, and avoided the sword of Meng Qi dangerously.

Alas ... Meng Qi was a little confused, but Zhenyong hurriedly escaped his own "blood knife". His knife technique, exquisite, extraordinary, and mysterious pace, was not a mean.

Zhenhui stepped forward, with a smile on her face, calm and serene, and her right hand fluttered like a flower, which was quite dusty.

Zhenyong knew in advance that there was another enemy, and he was not surprised by Zhenhui's shot. With a sullen face and a convergent knife, Zhenghui was blocking Zhenhui's "Fanghuazhi".

Then, he bounced on his right leg, kicked to Zhenhui, slashed the sword, cut it casually, and pointed at Meng Qi.

This knife, exquisite mystery, actually gave Meng Qi the feeling of three thousand troubles.

This is definitely a horrible sword! Meng Qi didn't dare to neglect, and spread his body style like a ghost, every knife was cut out from an incredible place.

Zhenyong practiced the sword secretly. There was little chance to cast it. There was no tempering between life and death. For a moment, Meng Qi, who was playing normally, was forced into a mess. After each knife, the next knife would come from anywhere. Feeling cut from any angle, the body and mind gradually intersect.

Zhenhui on the other side, due to lack of actual combat experience, was unable to maintain a balance when evading Zhenyong's legs, and he hurried back to the side, and fell off the cliff.

"Ah!" He squeaked, because he found that he swept the oil paper bag out of the cliff and disappeared into the clouds.

Meng Qi saw that the cliff was narrow, and it was difficult to make full use of his own pace. He didn't want to delay it for too long and caused change. So after cutting it out, he took a swift rush and took the chest against the opponent's ring knife.

Huh! During the slashing of the sword, the monk's robe was cut, and a golden ring sounded again, leaving a white scratch.

Because of the full moon, Zhenyong has recognized the other party as Zhending, knowing that his golden bell cover is terrifying, so every time before, he tried to split the key and cover the door, but he could not think that Zhending's sword was so weird. I didn't expect his style of play to be so arrogant and brutal, but he used his chest to block the ring knife while he was too late!

Suddenly, he has no chance to change direction!

Forcibly breaking through the successful Meng Qi, the sword was stretched out and crossed his neck.

Dang Zhenzhen dropped the sword and made a gesture of no longer resisting.

Zhenhui stepped forward again, swiping her fingers, closing several caves in Zhenyong.

Meng Qi didn't care, he still put the ring knife on his neck, motioned to Zhenhui to pull out the belt inside him, and tied his hands back.

"Master Zhending, Master Zhenhui, are you relieved now?" Zhenyong paled and smiled reluctantly.

Meng Qi said unequivocally: "Why is this brother doing such a sneaky thing?"

After Zhenyong was acupointed, it was difficult to stand, so she sat down with her legs crossed, her eyes rolled, and she said sadly: "I ca n’t do much better than Master Zhenhui. You ca n’t do much like Master Zhending. I can only take this path if I have learned stunts. I don't want to spend my life in Shaolin in vain. I will always be an ancient buddha and I can hardly appreciate the beauty of the rivers and lakes. "

"Brother Zhending, Brother Zhenhui, for the sake of our good work, let me go. From today on, I will change my mind and never do this kind of thing again. I will show you all the cheats you got."

His eyes were red, and he begged hard.

"Sure enough, cheats." Meng Qi said with a smile, "Brother Zhenyong, I don't know what you can do to get a master cheat, an ordinary monk."

So, don't take anything unwilling to be born to perfuse me.

Zhenyong's face changed, and she sighed immediately: "Because Uncle Tai Huihui, who was guarding the Scripture Pavilion, had a dark injury, it would occur at a certain time every day at noon. After I happened to know this, I took the opportunity to record the cheats , But you can only go to the third or fourth floor.

"That's the case, no wonder you made me and Zhenhui." Meng Qi grinned.

Zhenyong frowned, not thinking that his explanation offended Zhending and Zhenhui instead.

"And, where did you hear this secret news?" Just as Zhenyong was restless, Meng Qi shouted suddenly.

Zhenyong shivered, closed his mouth, and shook his head.

Meng Qi was unwilling to delve into it, for fear of getting into trouble, so he said to Zhenhui: "Little master, go to the nearby courtyard and yell, find someone to come and 'help'. Remember, everyone who knows must know that you ca n’t just tell one people."

When visiting the temple, no signal is issued.

Zhenhui nodded, and went out.

Zhenyong saw that the situation was not good, Shen said, "Two younger brothers, do you know what cheats I put in the oil paper bag just now?"

Seeing that Meng Qi and Zhenhui both looked at themselves, he was quite proud to say:

"!"

"What?" Meng Qi was surprised and lost his voice, which is actually the treasure of Shaolin Town Temple, which can turn the decay into a magical wonderful work in the world!

Because it is not a physical or location-level peerless school, it has always been a secret book heritage. It can be kept secretly and thoughtfully. Why can an ordinary monk, Zhenyong, copy it?

There must be someone behind it! A person beyond my imagination!

"How? Forget this, and I will share it with you?" Zhenyong's voice was low, like a goblin who was good at seduction.

Meng Qi was unwilling to be involved in such terrible things after thinking about it, but he was reluctant to be worth less than the Dharma body. He was struggling and hesitating.

"Brother, brother, that oil paper bag was hit by a cliff ..." Zhenhui said weakly.

Meng Qi whispered, and at the same time he woke up, he was blinded by greed!

If you choose to let Zhenyong go, the people behind him will definitely find a chance to die, and you can't guess who is behind him, so beware of it.

It's a pity ... Looking at the abyss of clouds and mists, Meng Qi sighed. It is said that the poisonous horror is horrible. I don't know how many years have accumulated. Only a few creatures can survive. They are first-class poisons. Can only find out.

"Touch, touch down ..." Zhenyong became disoriented.

Meng Qi motioned to Zhenhui to hurriedly notify others so as not to make changes that she could not cope with.

Even everything appeared, it was really horrible!

Zhenhui drilled out and ran towards the nearby courtyard. Meng Qi looked at Zhenyong and paced back and forth to guard against sneak attacks.

After a while, Zhenhui's shout came faintly, and Meng Qi was relieved.

After waiting for a while, Zhen Yong settled down and made the last effort: "Although Brother Zhending fell under the cliff, I just watched it for a while and remember the content of the opening exercise. If you let me go, I will repeat For you, in the future, you will definitely have a chance to see. "

"And I will leave immediately, no one will know. As for who to take, I will tell you when I leave."

Meng Qi poked his lips and was waiting to speak. Suddenly a dark shadow emerged from the forest, and a palm was shot on Zhenyong's back!

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