Chapter 52 Someone comes to the cell (please click and recommend)

Chapter 52 Someone comes to the cell (please click and recommend)

Papapa, hearing this sound, the vertical wings holding the iron fences said a little bit: "How can it suddenly break the power? Is it this fragile of human mind? Even happy chat can not be taken into account ..."

This kind of sound will appear when the golden bell breaks the barrier and breaks the power. The only difference is that the dark gold color of the former becomes brighter and brighter, while the latter gradually dims until it disappears.

Since Chui Yizi clearly knew that Meng Qi had just completed the third level yesterday, he didn't think about breaking the level at all. He subconsciously thought that he couldn't bear the suffering and was too stubborn to stop, so he failed.

Before he finished speaking, he was shocked to see a dark gold figure rushing in front of him, catching him off guard.

He struggled desperately, but under the suppression of the cell, he could not exert 10% of his strength, and his demonic power was completely blocked. In the end, he was unable to break free from Meng Qi's hand. He took out his belt and tied it firmly to the iron guardrail. .

"Hurry up and let us go! Do you know how to respect the elderly and the virtuous?" Chuiyizi shouted loudly. Suddenly, its eyes narrowed and saw a strange white "cloth" in Meng Qi's hand, "This, this is What?"

Meng Qi unexpectedly mastered the fourth level of the Golden Bell Cover in one day, and caught this nonsense basket by surprise. It was the moment when his body and mind were relaxed, so he said slightly proudly: "My socks! They are used to stuff your mouth. !”

"No, no, uhhh..." Chuiyizi shook his head in pain, but Meng Qi still stuffed his mouth tightly.

Phew, the world is finally peaceful... Meng Qi closed his eyes and felt the hard-won purity. What a wonderful enjoyment!

He sat down cross-legged again, and the dissipated cold and heat could no longer bring him the same suffering as before. The slight pain only reminded him that the world of mortals is so painful and the world is like a furnace.

"I didn't expect that the sword intention of 'Ananda Pojie Sword Technique' can not only kill people, but can also be used on oneself in strange ways. It is very harmonious with the training of the Golden Bell." Meng Qi thought about the fact that he had broken through the barrier in one day, and thought about " Ananda's understanding of "Breaking the Precepts and Sword Technique" has deepened. What is broken is the precepts, and what is tempered is the heart.

"Well, it seems that Buddhist magical skills all focus on Zen mind and sudden enlightenment. If the Zen mind can be clear and the true meaning is understood, then the practice will have incredible results. It is impossible to achieve rapid progress. If you cannot achieve enlightenment and the Zen mind is dusty, then You must polish yourself step by step and figure it out slowly.”

After this incident, Meng Qi gained a new understanding of the enlightenment in Buddhism.

“Enlightenment is not called enlightenment just by talking about it, but when the body and mind are in harmony, you truly understand this principle, and you can practice it down-to-earth in the future. Only in this way can you be enlightened.”

"The next step is to rely on the 'Ganoderma Lingzhi Buqi Pill' to accumulate energy as soon as possible, and then try to condense the relevant acupoints of the eye..." Meng Qi thought about his next plan.

Successfully breaking through to the fourth level of the Golden Bell before the start of the reincarnation mission is really an unexpected joy, but this does not mean that you can relax. Only the completion of the fourth level symbolizes the success of accumulating Qi. I still lack the accumulation of Qi, so I need to It had to be metabolized and absorbed as soon as possible. However, the environment here was harsh. Meng Qi was worried that the "Lingzhi Buqi Pills" would lose their efficacy, so he did not carry them with him.

Huo Hu glanced at Meng Qi, turned around slowly, and turned his back to him, while Han Turtle breathed out even more cold air.

Meng Qi didn't care about this now. While running the mental method of the fourth level to solidify the foundation, he was thinking about the sword intention that he had just further understood and the changes in the moves demonstrated by his master yesterday.

At this time, the clean environment around him became the guarantee for him to think and ponder calmly, so that he would not be distracted by other things and would not be impatient.

"Sure enough, plugging the mouth of that ugly bird is a wise choice. It's so good to be clean!" Meng Qi sighed secretly, rehearsing the "cutting off the clean" knife in his mind, and gradually fell into a trance, suddenly out of the world.

Just as he was slowly grasping the changes in sword moves, a noisy and unpleasant voice suddenly sounded:

"Haha, do you think that blocking our mouths will prevent us from speaking? Naive! Stupid!"

"We are Kunpeng, what can't we swallow? Are we not seeking death by stuffing things in our mouths?"

The rare purity is suddenly broken, the thoughts of quiet reflection are interrupted, and the state of forgetfulness of things and myself disappears!

But in the face of this new hustle and bustle, Meng Qi didn't feel impetuous at all. Instead, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Chui Yizi, feeling a sense of enlightenment.

Purity is broken...purity is broken...so this is how it feels...

He narrowed his eyes, didn't move his feet or swayed his body, and used the four fingers of his right hand to form a knife. Following the changes in his heart and the changes he had just considered, he slashed out mysteriously.

Phew, there was a sudden sound of wind in the corridor, as if the hustle and bustle of the mortal world was coming.

Chuiyizi bit off the belt with his mouth. He was talking happily, but suddenly he felt inexplicably sad, as if he had failed in his first attempt to fly and was laughed at by the sparrow next to him.

Angry and resentful, it became confused and saw its palm stopped in the distance.

It trembled and retreated suddenly to the corner, covering its head with its two wings, as if it was frightened by the "Breaking Purity" sword intention.

In the cell behind Meng Qi, the fire swan fluttered a few times and flew directly to the corner, while the cold turtle silently moved many steps away from Meng Qi.

Meng Qi didn't pay attention to their movements at all, but was immersed in the restless state after the sword was slashed. All kinds of torments, such as missing his family, being a guest in a foreign land, and the pressure of life and death, all surged up with unprecedented clarity.

"Cut off the pure" means that by cutting off the purity of others, you can also cut off the purity of yourself!

After a while, Meng Qi finally overcame these emotions and calmed down his heart. He felt as if he had been soaked all over, as if he had gone through a fierce battle, and then half was baked dry and half was frozen into ice slag.

"Each sword is tempering one's mind. This is the 'Ananda's Sword Technique'..." Meng Qi exhaled. If he had not directly inherited the true meaning, he would have to go through a lot of experience if he wanted to realize the meaning of the sword and the true meaning of the sword technique. After so many hardships and so many deaths, it’s no wonder that few monks in Shaolin, which only has secret books passed down, have truly mastered the "Ananda Breaking the Precepts Sword Technique".

Of course, Meng Qi knew very well that he had only briefly grasped the true meaning of "Ananda's Sword Technique of Breaking the Precepts" and was still far from mastering it.

"I don't know how mysterious and magical the next four moves are..." Meng Qi was wandering in the world, thinking about the four moves of "falling into the world of mortals", "accumulating karma", "attracting external demons", and "sticking to cause and effect", and he didn't know any of them yet. The Knife Style of Comprehension.

After thinking for a while, he retracted his thoughts and continued to practice the Golden Bell Shield without any slack. However, after completing the fourth level, he could open his eyes freely and interrupted at any time.

While concentrating, Meng Qi suddenly heard the sound of slight footsteps, so he cautiously stopped practicing and looked where he came from.

I saw the disciplinary monk Xuan Ku and another familiar monk walking over with two men in wide robes and long sleeves.

The monk was tall and thin, with a handsome appearance and a certain frailty. He looked like Tang Monk in person, and he looked like the "elder brother" Zhenchang who had walked down the mountain through Tongren Lane more than two months ago.

"You came back from wandering so soon?" Meng Qi was a little surprised, but he thought it was understandable. The first time he went down the mountain, he felt a lot of discomfort and unfamiliarity, so he probably just walked around nearby, and then returned to the mountain to digest the harvest. Enter the arena in a real sense.

There were two men led by Xuan Ku and Zhen Chang. One was an elegant middle-aged man with a long beard. He had his hands behind his back and had a certain aura. The other was a young man with sword-browed eyebrows and star-like eyes. He is just coming of age, and looks quite similar to the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Looks like a child of a noble family..." Meng Qi judged from the other party's clothes, accessories, temperament, etc. Although there are a few children of aristocratic families who are dandy, at least they all attach great importance to appearance and image, and rarely have external temperament. Poor.

The goal of the four of them was the door leading to the second underground level. They did not pay much attention to Meng Qi. However, when they passed him quickly, the elegant middle-aged man looked at him with interest and said to Xuan Ku and Zhen Chang: "This Is this young master using the environment here to practice the golden bell shield or the magical power of indestructibility?"

It was just that Xuan Ku and Zhen in the enlightenment stage were often disturbed by demonic auras and various escaping auras. Only then did they see Meng Qi in the shadows, and he let out a light sigh. Before, few disciples took advantage of the environment here to practice. After all, not everyone has an iron shirt as a base.

You must know that as an outside sect who practices kung fu, Tiebushan mainly relies on external beatings. If he wants to achieve a small success, it will take three years. Of course, there are quick methods, but Tiebushan will never be able to improve in the future. Well, they all thought Meng Qi was like this. Anyway, in the future, he would not focus on Iron Cloth Shirt.

Seeing that half of Meng Qi's body was dry and half of his body was covered in frost, Xuanku was startled. After a while, he nodded slowly, as if in approval. Obviously, he didn't expect that Meng Qi could endure the hardship here.

Zhen Chang was not in a daze. After seeing Meng Qi's state, he smiled and said to the guest: "Donor Cui, this is how it should be."

"You can endure such torture at such a young age. Yes, yes. I wonder which eminent monk is your disciple?" The middle-aged man chuckled. The young man behind him must have just tied his hair and was up and down with great interest after hearing this. Looking at Meng Qi, after all, there is a sharp contrast between a young novice monk and the monsters such as Huo Hu and Han Turtle behind him.

This is not a visit to the zoo! Meng Qi simply closed his eyes and ignored them.

Zhen Chang frowned and said with an unchanged smile: "It should be a new disciple. The poor monk has been wandering down the mountain for a while. I don't know which elder he is."

"He is a disciple of Junior Brother Xuanbei." Xuanku withdrew his gaze.

Although Xuanbei had extremely high martial arts skills and was regarded as an elder, he eventually became a monk halfway through, so Xuanku could still call him junior brother.

"Xuanbei Divine Monk..." The middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully and walked slowly over without asking Meng Qi's name.

The young man he brought with him continued to look at the monsters such as the fire swan and the cold turtle with great interest. He looked very curious and seemed to want to touch them.

"Dad, I didn't expect that Shaolin suppressed so many monsters and even showed their true colors." Although there are monster servants in his family, they have all been tamed. Except for fighting, they can't be seen as monsters at all.

When they turned the corner, Meng Qi opened his eyes and cursed secretly, who likes to be watched while practicing? So ungrateful!

At this time, voices came from far away in the clean cell.

"According to the decree of the abbot, the people of Pingjin Cui family are allowed to take away their defected monsters." This elegant accent belonged to Zhenchang.

"Amitabha, the token is correct, please come in." An old voice replied, thinking it was the elder guarding the entrance to the second floor.

Pingjin Cui family? Meng Qi secretly repeated it, so this is the Cui family of Pingjin!

The Pingjin Cui family was the most powerful family in the Jin Dynasty. Especially after the head of the family, "Purple Qi Haoran" Cui Qinghe, obtained the "Purple Yang Dharmakaya", the royal family was overwhelmed.

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