Chapter 33 Master of Silence
Zhang Yuanshan pondered for a moment, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Zhending is a disciple of my master's good friend, nicknamed 'Buddha Knife of Killing Karma'."
"Buddha Knife of Killing Karma..." Lin Biexue repeated in a low voice, and then laughed, "Master Zhending is also a disciple of a hermit."
Buddha Knife of Killing Karma... Meng Qi's mouth twitched, not very satisfied with the nickname Zhang Yuanshan gave him. Am I willing to use a knife?
He smiled and picked up the teacup, took a sip of tea, and made a witty remark: "We are all in the sea of suffering, how can we talk about the world outside?"
At this time, Meng Qi was particularly regretful. Why did he wear a tattered and bloodstained gray monk's robe, and failed to show the extraordinary demeanor of a Taoist monk!
"Interesting, interesting!" Lin Biexue laughed, raised his glass and looked up, and drank the strong wine in his hand.
"The Buddha Sword that Cuts Off Karma?" Wei Wuji and others in the inn murmured to themselves, savoring this nickname they had never heard of before. However, since it was said by Master Zhang, this Master Zhending seemed to be indeed extraordinary. They were still a little shallow and didn't know much about things outside the Heluo martial arts world.
Zhang Yuanshan looked back at Qi Zhengyan and others who had not approached, and greeted Lin Biexue: "I have a guest to visit, please forgive me, Brother Lin."
Lin Biexue waved his hand indifferently: "Lin also has to go back to the room to meditate and regulate his breath. The masters of Duoercha may sneak attack here at any time. We must be on guard and keep our spirits up."
After saying goodbye to Lin Biexue, Zhang Yuanshan led Meng Qi and others to the third floor of the inn and smiled casually: "Brother Zhending, Brother Qi, you are covered in blood and your clothes are tattered. This journey must be difficult, but no one died, which is really impressive."
"I didn't encounter an enemy in the awakening period." Qi Zhengyan simply explained the reason.
"Well, maybe I can't catch up with you in time. I've asked around. Duoercha has four innate masters under his command, Guan Haoran, the 'Zhenhe Luo', Kuang Chengwang, the 'Baibian Scholar', Borhan, the 'White Eyebrowed Wolf', and Tang Shun, the 'Palm Universe'. You must be careful of the remaining three." Zhang Yuanshan stopped in front of a door and knocked gently.
"Come in." Jiang Zhiwei's voice came from the room like an oriole out of the valley.
Pushing open the door, Meng Qi saw Jiang Zhiwei sitting cross-legged in meditation, with the "Baihong Guanri" sword unsheathed and placed horizontally on her knees, reflecting the sunlight, just like a clear spring.
And the enchanting young woman sat idly at the table, playing with the teacup in front of her.
"Little monk, you guys are having a wonderful time." Jiang Zhiwei sheathed the sword and greeted with a smile, "I'm boring. I finally had an opponent, but it was snatched away by Senior Brother Zhang."
Because no one died, she was in a very good mood and started joking.
"Amitabha, Buddha is merciful. I don't want to kill, but killing is to protect life, and killing is not killing people. If I don't go to hell, who will?" Meng Qi made up some more fashionable words he had heard before.
"Haha, you are a monk with a lot of words. You talk a lot. I almost got fooled." Jiang Zhiwei said with a smile, and Zhang Yuanshan laughed and shook his head. Obviously, he had never heard of such a perverse theory.
Then, Jiang Zhiwei pointed at the charming young woman, "This lady is called Ke Bijun. She has accumulated a little energy. She also made a lot of efforts when breaking through the interception."
Meng Qi nodded, greeted, turned around and introduced Xiao Zi and Xiang Hui, and finally asked: "What about that one? Did he die in the pursuit?"
"Wang Jin, the hero, is a master who has opened his eyes. After arriving in Shaolin and completing the first main task, he is not very willing to mix with us young people. He is walking around and contacting foreign aid." Zhang Yuanshan answered calmly without anger or annoyance.
Meng Qi was quite concerned about the main task: "Have you completed the first main task? What is the second main task?"
"We entered the temple last night to meet the abbot, completed the first main task, and received a reward for good deeds, but our origins were unclear, so they didn't dare to let us stay in the temple. They still sent us down the mountain, saying that they would discuss it after interrogating the traitor." Jiang Zhiwei briefly talked about what happened yesterday, "The second main task is to defend Shaolin until the last moment. Complete the reward of 100 good deeds, otherwise it will be deducted."
After a pause, she continued: "You don't have to worry too much , they will definitely ask you to enter the temple to verify, so as not to be deceived by us. "After listening to Jiang Zhiwei's words, Meng Qi felt relieved and said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, do you have any extra clothes to lend me? This outfit is really uncomfortable." Zhang Yuanshan laughed and said: "I have prepared clothes for you a long time ago. Brother Zhending, Brother Qi, Brother Xianghui, follow me to take a shower and change clothes next door." ………… After taking a shower and changing clothes, Meng Qi waited for De Guang and learned that the abbot, Master Xinji, would personally meet him and others to ask about the breakout and the traitor. The mountain road was winding and the green forest was lush. Meng Qi felt more and more familiar as he walked. Isn't this the mountain road where I usually carry water? Meng Qi suddenly realized and turned to look at Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan and Qi Zhengyan, and got their affirmative nods. Could it be that this place is exactly the same as his own Shaolin, except for the people inside? "Master Xinji is a master at the peak of the Xiantian realm. He is only one step away from entering the realm of 'Xianzhen' where the inner and outer worlds meet. Please don't be impolite." Zhang Yuanshan, for some reason, suddenly introduced the abbot to Meng Qi and others.
"Mr. Zhang, you are too kind. However, in my Buddhist sect, it is not called the realm of 'Xianzhen', but the realm of 'Zen'." De Guang explained with a relaxed expression.
At this time, Jiang Zhiwei's familiar voice sounded in Meng Qi's ears: "The layout of the temple is also the same as Shaolin. Don't be surprised. There are too many mysteries in the world of reincarnation."
With Jiang Zhiwei's reminder, Meng Qi stepped into the temple gate and walked through the square, main hall and courtyard. He did not show any surprise, but his spirit was a little dazed. It seemed that he was not completing the reincarnation mission, but was working with Junior Brother Zhenhui. They walked together in the temple and carried out their daily routine of carrying water, reading, practicing martial arts, meditating, and chanting sutras.
when!
The melodious and profound bell rang, waking Meng Qi from his trance and calming all the worries and doubts in his heart.
Stepping into the Main Hall, Meng Qi saw a dozen monks wearing yellow robes and red cassocks. The leader had sparse white eyebrows, loose skin, and full of wrinkles, but his eyes were kind and not turbid at all.
"Several donors risked their lives to repay the debt. I am extremely grateful." Xinji clasped his hands together and pronounced a Buddha's name.
"The barbarians are ferocious and are the public enemies of the world. The poor monks and others are just trying their best to protect our Buddhist pure land." Meng Qi is quite knowledgeable in speaking on stage, and then he took out the traitor given by the "Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation" from his arms List.
Xinji nodded slightly, moved his hand, and the thin page of paper fell into his hand like catkins in the wind.
Suddenly, Meng Qi's eyes flashed as he saw the golden Buddha statue in the center of the hall holding flowers and smiling, while candlelight flickered below and intertwined into words.
"The list of traitors is sent to Shaolin. Once the main task is completed, each person who enters the temple will be rewarded with fifty good deeds."
"The second main mission begins: Hold on to Shaolin until the last moment, and do not escape early. Success will reward you with 100 good deeds, and failure will deduct 100 good deeds."
The sparks fell and the words disappeared. Meng Qi eliminated the big stone in his heart, lowered his eyes, and waited quietly for Xinjie's inquiry.
Xinji nodded while looking at it, and finally sighed: "Facing the world of mortals, even a monk is not immune. This time, thanks to the donors who risked their lives to send this list, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
"Master Abbot's magical skills are unparalleled. Even if Duo'ercha leads many masters to attack, they can't break Shaolin. We are just the icing on the cake." Zhang Yuanshan replied very politely.
Xinjie shook his head: "Monks don't tell lies. If the traitors attack, the mountain pass will not be able to be defended. It will be difficult to stop Duoercha's army. Moreover, I am a man who is about to pass away. His martial arts skills have long been gone. Duoercha's Ercha is also known as the number one master of the barbarians, and when he strikes, Lao Na really doesn't have the confidence to stop him, so he can only sacrifice his body to find an opportunity to suppress him. "
"Abbott, you must not do this! Keep yourself useful for the future!"
"Master, you have been powerful in the world for decades and are the symbol of our Shaolin. If you are here, even if the gate is destroyed, Shaolin will still be intact!"
One by one, the chief elders spoke out to dissuade him.
Xinji raised his right palm to stop the noise: "Amitabha, as monks, why can't you see through this stinky skin?"
After speaking, he looked at Meng Qi with a smile: "I am quite interested in the pursuit of several people. I wonder if I can tell you?"
Meng Qi knew that this was the key to gaining trust, and nodded slightly: "But let the abbot ask questions."
Xinji asked Meng Qi, Qi Zhengyan, Xiao Zi and Xiang Hui one by one, mainly about details.
As long as their origins were not involved, Meng Qi and others had a clear conscience and did not change what they saw and heard based on each other's answers. They just said what they thought.
Xinji's expression didn't change at all, and he patiently listened to everyone's answers.
"As I get older, I always have some quirks. Thank you for satisfying my curiosity." Xinji said with a smile, and then turned to the monk next to him, "Arrange some donors..."
Before he finished speaking, a figure jumped out from among Meng Qi and others standing in front of him, as fast as a ghost, and pressed his chest and abdomen with a palm.
The cassock swollen, and the figure flew away. Xinji spurted a stream of blood from his mouth, hitting the man like iron sand, making him stagger.
"Xiang Hui?" At this moment, Meng Qicai realized that the person who attacked the abbot turned out to be his companion Xiang Hui!
"Haha, the general asked me to say hello to the abbot!" "Xiang Hui" laughed loudly and slipped out of the hall as fast as light smoke.
The path he chose was in the direction of Ke Bijun, who had lower martial arts skills.
Snap, he knocked Ke Bijun away with one palm, and saw the empty door in front of him.
Success! he thought excitedly.
Suddenly, a sword light lit up, and a chill penetrated his eyebrows, forcing him to stop and change direction.
But this sword light is like a gangrene attached to the bone. No matter how "Xiang Hui" dodges, he can always feel the sting between his eyebrows!
"What kind of swordsmanship is this?" He was shocked and frightened.
At this time, a certain leader next to Xinji said in shock:
"The ever-changing scholar!"
Meng Qi suddenly realized that Xiang Hui had died in the second attack and was replaced by the "Various Scholar"!
Meng Qi suddenly shuddered at the thought of spending a whole day with such a terrifying enemy.
Fortunately, his target is not himself!