You know, Su Meng also practiced the Golden Bell Jar, which is famous for its slow progress!
Zhen Heyi, who looked like half an iron tower, had a look of shock on his face. Junior Brother Zhen Ding, no, why did "Crazy Sword" Su Meng return to Shaolin?
Few Shaolin disciples who have been expelled from the mountain come back to Liantai Mountain, unless they finally achieve enlightenment, put aside the worldly world, and truly become a monk, but Su Meng doesn't look like it!
As for coming back for revenge, he has never thought about it. Even if he is eleventh on the list of people, he will not be able to go wild in Shaolin even if he is eleventh on the list of people.
Meng Qi looked at their expressions and couldn't help laughing: "Why are the two senior brothers like this? Su is not a scourge."
Zhende took a breath and suppressed his inner emotions: "Donor Su, what's going on?"
"Su has something to pay his respects to his master, the divine monk Xuanbei, and he also asked senior brother Zhende to pass on the information."
Meng Qi put his hands behind his back and said neither humble nor arrogantly.
Zhende's face changed slightly:
"Donor Su, you have been expelled from the mountain gate. You can no longer call Uncle Xuanbei as master."
Meng Qi laughed:
"Brother Zhende, I didn't expect that you are so obsessed with it. The title is nothing but a false coincidence. It is him who I call master, and he is also the monk who I call Xuanbei. What is the difference? Why should you care?"
His tone was leisurely, as if he were climbing a mountain to visit the Buddha and discuss Buddhist scriptures.
Zhende hesitated, turned around immediately, walked up the mountain, and left a sentence:
"Uncle Xuanbei is in retreat. I will inform the guest house for you."
The master was in retreat. No wonder there was so much noise along the way and he never came to meet him... Meng Qi nodded slightly and walked into the pavilion to wait.
Inside the half-mountain pavilion, there are stone tables, chairs and stone tablets. The first two are for visitors to rest, while the latter stands on the edge and has the "Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra" engraved in small characters.
"If I hear..."
Meng Qi stood in front of the stele with his hands folded, savoring the charm of the writing. The rows of small characters seemed densely packed, but if you read them carefully, you would not feel dazzled. Every word was written as intended, unique and without repetition.
It seems that each one holds one phase to prove that all phases are not phase. The meaning of Zen is timeless. It is worthy of being a Buddhist holy place where Arhats are always there and the great Arhats guard the temple.
What's more, Meng Qi practices the Vajra Invincible Demon-Conquering Magical Power every day, and is no weaker than the monks of the same generation in Buddhism. He even directly catches up with the eminent monks of his masters and uncles. Therefore, he also has a lot of knowledge about the "Vajra Prajnaparamita Sutra".
Some insights.
At this time, Zhenhe put away his surprise and shock, and quietly looked at Meng Qi. He saw that he did not have the slightest impatience to wait, his green robe was flowing freely, the skirt of his clothes was moving slightly, he was reading Buddhist scriptures with his hands behind his back, and he was indescribably calm.
Leisure, the endless path of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.
Zhenhe suddenly recalled the past. In the past, he had a sparring match with Junior Brother Zhending, and was overwhelmed by his momentum. He was so frightened that his legs were weak, so that he had no strength left to exert, and he was defeated cleanly.
At that time, I was thinking that Junior Brother Zhen Ding was extremely talented in martial arts and would be able to achieve great things in the future. Who knew that this "future" would come so quickly? In just a few years, he would surpass Zhen Ben. It was amazing.
Senior brother, he has made a great name in the world and is ranked eleventh on the list of people, almost on the same level as his junior uncle Xuanzhen!
Looking at his demeanor now, he really has the air of a master.
Meng Qi tasted the Zen meaning contained in the Buddhist scriptures on the stone tablet, and his mind was at peace. He thought about the sixth generation Shaolin Patriarch who carved this stone tablet in the past, and the Yuankong Divine Monk who achieved the golden body of Arhat.
The mountain wind blew by, making his green robe rustle, but it couldn't make him feel restless or anxious.
Zhenhe was not familiar with Meng Qi and had nothing to say, so he had to stay with him and wait for Zhende's return.
Not long after, Zhende returned together with a Zhike wearing a yellow monk's robe.
"Amitabha, why did Donor Su pay homage to Junior Brother Xuanbei?"
Zhike raised one hand and pronounced the Buddha's name. He was a monk of the Xuan generation.
When they approached, Meng Qi turned around from the stone tablet and said with a smile:
"Uncle Master, does it mean that when an old friend comes to visit, he has something important to do?"
Zhike often interacted with foreigners, so he didn't care about his name and said with a smile:
"Normally, it is not necessary, but Junior Brother Xuanbei is in retreat. If Donor Su has important matters, the poor monk will have to consider alerting him in advance. If it is just to reminisce about old times, then I will trouble Donor Su to come back next time."
"I wonder if Junior Brother Zhenhui is in retreat?"
Meng Qi turned to Zhenhui and asked about it. Counting the time, he should have come out long ago.
The monk who knew the guest knew about Meng Qi's entanglement with the temple. He had known that he would ask Zhenhui, so he said without thinking:
"Master Zhenhui's nephew has not been out of the wall for a long time. He will not need to retreat for a long time."
"Then I will visit him."
Meng Qi said with a smile, looking like I don't mind.
The monk Zhike nodded and said:
"Donor Su, please."
He led Meng Qi up the mountain road, and everywhere he looked were memories of the past. There was the place where he carried water, and there was the place where he almost slipped... A faint sense of vicissitudes suddenly appeared in Meng Qi's heart.
After walking forward for a while, there was a monk on the mountain road. He was wearing a yellow monk's robe, and he was elegant and elegant. He looked more like a scholar than a monk. It was Meng Qi's disciple Zhen Miao at the Wu Monk Academy, one of the two great masters of the Shaolin Zhenzi generation.
One of the disciples.
Although they are said to be the two major ones, there are actually more than one. There are also new entrants emerging in the future. Some have outstanding martial arts talents, and some are in Suhui. However, due to the short time, no one has caught up with him and Zhen Ben.
"Amitabha, is Donor Su okay?"
Zhen Miao made a special trip to wait for Meng Qi.
Behind him, at the bend of the mountain road, many gray-robed disciples poked their heads, wanting to see the legendary Mang King Kong, the de facto number one in the true generation.
There was a monk among them who stood out particularly because he wore yellow robes, had slightly narrow eyes, and a sinister temperament. He was also an acquaintance of Meng Qi, Xuan Kong, the discipline monk of the Discipline Academy.
Could it be that he wants to instigate me to compete with Zhenmiao? Zhenmiao is a very competitive person. At that time, he couldn't help but compete with me who was not yet enlightened... Meng Qi thought speculatively, and smiled in return:
"Junior brother is not only fine, but also better than before. I'm sorry for you, brother Zhenmiao."
It’s so wonderful to take a breath:
"That's very good. The poor monk still vividly remembers what happened at the Wu Monk Academy in the past. Who knew that Patron Su has become famous all over the world? I wonder if you can give me some guidance today?"
He has not yet traveled down the mountain, he has heard about all the affairs in the world, and the competition with the masters of the Xuan generation in the sect has basically stopped at the beginning. He has long been eager to test the weight of the masters on the list and find the gap between himself.
In his opinion, he is close to Qiqiao, and has mastered the two exterior styles of Moko Zhi. There should be no essential gap between him and Su Meng and Qingyu of Qiqiao. If it were not for the complete mastery of one of the styles, he would have overcome it long ago.
I went down the mountain to see Tongren Alley.
Xuankong looked at the two of them intently, his sinister eyes showing his expectation. He did not expect that Zhenmiao, who had no experience in real life-and-death fights, could win over Su Meng. He just wanted to kill his majesty, lest he become arrogant and make people angry.
Feeling unhappy.
Meng Qi could probably grasp their emotions, so he didn't care and chuckled:
"Mo Kezhi, who was not able to meet his senior brother in the martial arts academy in the past, has always regretted it. Today he has made up for it."
He is a guest from afar, and no one can force him to compete if he doesn't want to.
Zhenmiao said seriously:
"The real book has already mastered the seven secret arts, but the poor monk has no choice but to cross the river with Mo Ke's finger and a reed. Su Donor, please."
As a host, you naturally have to let your guests make the first move.
Meng Qi smiled and shook his head:
"It's better to invite, senior brother."
How can any of the masters who are about to reach the top ten in the competition make the first move during the competition?
Zhen Miao has a strong desire to win. After thinking for a while, he pushed the boat along with the current. He raised his right hand, and his body was like a floating catkins, falling with the wind. He put his two fingers together and pointed at Meng Qi.
This finger suddenly filled Meng Qi's entire sight. It was the biggest, most numerous, and most victorious. The wind was blowing from every angle. It was unpredictable and its moves were like an antelope hanging its horns, leaving no trace.
The finger wind keeps accumulating, which is almost earth-shattering!
At the beginning, he used an outdoor move... Meng Qi smiled at the corner of his mouth and took out the sword leisurely. The sword was round and contained the void, and most of the fingers were thrown directly into it.
The sword was swung out, and Meng Qi moved forward with the force of the sword, as if he had shrunk to the ground. He immediately passed the surroundings of the wind and approached Zhenmiao. The round shape dispersed, and the long sword was slashed out empty.
Seeing Meng Qi dodge his special move in the outside scene, Zhenmiao's face changed slightly, and he pointed at the blade with both fingers, trying to resist.
But the light of the sword was like a candle in the mortal world, igniting all the desires in his heart. His desire to win burned brightly, and he slowed down his attack.
After the "Thunder Saber" broke through the defense, it was retracted directly. Meng Qi said in a leisurely manner:
"Good fingering, but the timing is wrong."
The way to fight is never to just use the killing move or the bottom-up method. If the timing is not right, it will be easy to get out of the way and the efforts will be wasted. Therefore, when Meng Qi and Qing Yu fight, they all use sword skills to each other.
Gambling, after seizing the flaws and opportunities, you can use your unique skills to seize the chance of winning, so
In front of the mountain temple, after Luohunxiao died, the Fiery Man-Demon did not choose the most desperate method when facing the charging Meng Qi, because at that time Meng Qi's movement changed, like an illusion and a demon, and the distance was far away.
If he paid attention, he would be dodged. When he was suppressed by Meng Qi, he could not find a chance to use the moves in the scene.
When Meng Qi faced An Guoxie for the first time, he did not rush to use "Breaking Purity", but wisely used the magic of disguise to deceive him first, and then took action after finding a good opportunity.
There is still too little actual combat experience, and the ultimate trick is only useful when you are strong enough to win or when you suddenly launch an attack...
He was stunned at first, as if he was in a nightmare, and couldn't believe that he had lost so quickly. When he heard what Meng Qi said, he felt slightly relieved and looked thoughtful: "Thank you, Master Su, for your advice."
He just wanted to win for a moment and forgot about his teacher's usual teachings. What he learned on paper was ultimately shallow.
The expressions of the monks of the Zhenzi generation varied, and they all showed disbelief. In just two moves, Brother Zhenmiao was defeated... Is Zhen Miao still enlightened?
At this time, Xuan Kong snorted coldly: "Ananda's sword-breaking technique is not a Shaolin magical skill, so what kind of skill is it..."
Meng Qi laughed, strode forward, raised his long sword, followed the sword's movement, and was in front of Xuan Kong in the blink of an eye.
This knife fell very slowly, but it contained countless changes. Each change was as fast as an afterimage, as if every dodge position and every possibility of response in Xuan Kong were blocked!
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Xuankong's forehead, as if he was trapped in a frightening dream that he couldn't escape from, unable to find a way to escape or parry. When the knife came in front of him, he reluctantly raised his palms, which were pale gold and strong and powerful.
He slammed the long knife down.
As a result of the change, the long knife passed directly through both palms and fell on his forehead. Xuankong's legs couldn't help but tremble slightly.
Meng Qi put the sword back into its sheath and laughed:
"Uncle Xuankong, this sword is not a Shaolin magical skill."
His green robe moved slightly, and he wore a long sword on his waist. He crossed Xuankong without looking back, and climbed up the steps with laughter.
In the past, Xuan Kong could easily suppress himself regardless of his strength or status, but now he can't even take one of his own swords...
Looking at his free and uninhibited back, the monks of the Zhenzi generation actually felt yearning and reverence.
As soon as he arrived outside the temple gate, Meng Qi saw a gray-robed figure running out, saying in a familiar and unfamiliar tone:
"Senior Brother, are you back? Tell me about the battle with the Shouzheng Sword that shocked Baili, and the Five Directions Imperial Sword!"
I haven't seen him for more than two years. Shouldn't normal people be slightly separated and gradually get to know each other again? Junior brother is indeed not a normal person! Meng Qi looked at Zhenhui speechlessly.
Just when Meng Qi went to Shaolin, commercial buildings had gradually been opened piecemeal in the Jin Dynasty. Shang Yi trusted Qu Jiuniang and other Xianji members so much that he directly gave everyone who opened a commercial building a piece of money.
projection.
At this time, Shanglou did not belong entirely to Shang Yi's power, but was an alliance formed by gathering various sects and aristocratic families to join in, using mysterious treasures such as Luobao Money as a guide.
This is one of Shang Yi's ideas for rapidly developing commercial buildings. After all, in today's real world, a place where big players are betting, no one wants to see a force that affects the balance emerge.
Although "Doumu Yuanjun" and others' breakthrough of the law body will affect the balance of good and evil, such a balance will not disrupt the chess game of God's will.
But if Shang Yi really builds an iron-clad business building to dominate the real world, then he may become a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh of many chess players in an instant.
In order to deal with Shang Yi, Shang's father, Shang's mother, Ruan Yushu and even Ruan's family will have to be in trouble.
Didn't you read in the original work that Meng Qidu only relied on Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain instead of establishing an impregnable force of his own through the Universal Knowledge Sphere?
In fact, Shang Yi is doing the same thing. He uses the ability of falling treasure money to unite many allies who can unite to strengthen his own foundation without making the chess players feel obvious crisis. To master this balance, Shang Yi's
Commercial buildings will be like a fish in water in the real world and develop rapidly.
And quickly accumulate wealth, luck and various resources for Shang Yi!
Although the opening of commercial buildings one after another did not spread all over the two dynasties instantly, commercial buildings with the same decoration quietly reappeared in some more important cities.
With the establishment of the business building, the luck and business paths gathered in Shang Yi also continued to increase. As the business paths evolved, Shang Yi's strength also increased, and he easily crossed the second ladder and reached
Became a Grandmaster in the seventh heaven of the exterior scene!
He, who is on the seventh level of the exterior scene, not only has the mysterious methods of business, but also the ever-changing and unpredictable nature brought about by the "Zi Zi Qian Kun Gong"!
With such strength, Dharma and Dharma principles are further integrated, like substance, which can slightly influence the external Dharma principles and possess the business realm. The effects vary depending on one's own skills and attributes, and the scope of influence can reach tens to hundreds of miles depending on the strength.
Moreover, Shang Yi's Great Dao is complete, what is lacking is just accumulation. Once he reaches the ninth level of the outer scene, he can directly enter the realm of the Grand Master and become a master of half-step Dharmakaya.
With the establishment of commercial buildings one after another, some forces have also noticed this newly established trading company. However, because the commercial buildings are connected with the Langya Ruan family, Xijian Pavilion, Huamei Villa and other holy places of aristocratic families, people who have dissatisfaction only gradually
Waiting and watching, wanting to know who is behind the commercial building.
However, they did not wait and see for long. After all, Shang Yi had no intention of hiding anything. Coupled with the Dharmakaya-level aura left by the money dropped when Dongyang Beipu was opened, everyone knew that the real owner of the Shang Building was "Zi Zizi".
"Buddha" is empty-minded.
And he also has another familiar nickname: "Shanglouzhu" and "Money can lead to the gods".
However, the world still thinks that he is just vain and does not know his real name, Shang Yi.
The only people who know Shang Yi's real name are the Ruan family of Langya, his teammates in the reincarnation team, and the members of Xianji.
But they also had a very tacit understanding and did not reveal Shang Yi's real name.
This incident also made Shang Yi famous in the Great Lakes. Not only did Shang Yi's personal strength reach the level of outdoor scenes, but behind the forces Shang Yi represented were the two major dharma body forces of Huamei Villa and Xijiange as well as other top sects in the world.
There is a connection.
Such a network of contacts and relationships is enough to make most people fearful in the world, and they will not easily seek trouble for Shang Yi just because of some benefits.
At the same time, Shang Yi has a decisive position in the world. No one will despise Shang Yi because of his age. Instead, they need to be careful about the energy that Shang Yi represents.
As for people who will still come to your door because of this, it’s not like Shang Yi can’t argue with others and show his true strength!