Yellow walls and black tiles, sutras and Buddha's name, the palaces and pavilions are pure, far away from the world.

Meng Qi's monk's robe, monk's socks, and monk's shoes were all dusty, as clean as if he had just returned from a bath. While enjoying this rare purity leisurely, he followed Duan Xiangfei into the temple gate and found the monk who was a guest.

"Do you want to inquire about Master Yuanmeng?" Zhike Monk is a young monk who is pure and capable of speaking and eloquent. He knows all the masters of recent generations.

"Yes, when I was young, Master Yuanmeng gave me a talisman, which was very effective. When I returned home in my old age, I thought about worshiping Master Yuanmeng and adding some sesame oil to the temple." Duan Xiangfei said with a sigh of joy. Who did not have the youth and prosperity, but time was unforgiving. Feeling the little bit of weak and shriveling of muscles, watching the skin wrinkled and yellow inch, and no one was afraid. Therefore, long-lasting vision is a dream that never ends from generation to generation.

The monk Zhike suddenly said, "Are you Duan Xiang not Duan's donor?"

"Ah, the master knows me?" Duan Xiangfei was extremely surprised. This was something that happened decades ago, and Meng Qi was also shocked, but the little jade Buddha's affairs were already strange, and this level of shock was a natural consequence.

The monk from Zhike smiled and said, "Because Master Yuanmeng left a letter before his death, he said that if the donor Duan came with others, he would give you this letter. Uh, he would give you the amulet to the person beside you."

Master Yuanmeng actually had such foresight? Meng Qi was shocked again, and he felt that the story of the little jade Buddha was confusing and absolutely implicit.

Duan Xiangfei didn't say anything for a long time, and seemed to not believe that Master Yuanmeng, who seemed ordinary at the time, would be so magical. It was not until the monk instructed him to enter with a smile that he sighed: "I don't know where the letters are?"

"In the Sutra Library, please ask the monk and donor Duan to go with you." Because Meng Qi was dressed as a monk, the monk called him a monk.

The Bodhi trees are green and green, and are sprinkled with purity. Meng Qi asked the monk about Master Yuanmeng while walking.

The monk from Zhigu did not hide it, and said in its original form: "Master Yuanmeng is an orphan. He was picked up and was not outstanding when he was young. He could be said to be confused. But when he was about thirty, he seemed to suddenly become aware of the Sutra Pavilion for ten years. He read Buddhist scriptures and realized the Zen meaning. Later, because of his superb Buddhism, he became the host of the temple. When he passed away, a golden lotus and golden lamp appeared, a Zen sound sound fell, and an Eight Treasures came from the sky."

"After his death, he did not have any relics, but all the monks in the temple said that he had attained the Arhat's position."

It sounds like a normal "smelling word" by the monk. Meng Qi often saw the sound of the golden lotus in his master, and did not think it was so strange that the monk had such a strange phenomenon when he passed away.

While thinking, the monk Zhike had already taken Meng Qi into the Sutra Pavilion and asked them to wait on the first floor and go upstairs to get letters.

After a while, the Zhike Monk took an old letter and handed it directly to Meng Qi.

Meng Qi thanked him and carefully unpacked it.

This is a piece of yellowed paper with dragons and phoenixes dancing on it, with only a few words:

"Where is the place to find Lingshan?"

Where to find Lingshan... Meng Qi repeated it, and was confused. What does Master Yuanmeng mean? What does this mean with the little jade Buddha?

Duan Xiangfei also saw the content of the letter and was even more puzzled.

Meng Qi calmed down and put his hands together: "Amitabha, Master Zhi Guest, can I stay single for a while?"

He planned to explore Master Yuanmeng's "footprints" to see if there are any other gains to understand the true meaning of this sentence.

Duan Xiangfei added incense and oil money, and knew that the monk was not allowed to stay in Meng Qi, Duan Xiangfei, Duan Mingcheng and others.

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For a while later, Meng Qi seized the time to condense the relevant acupoints of the ear orifices, and kept recalling the sound of the divine thunder in quietness.

This sound is majestic and vast, and it penetrates the heart and has the ability to wash away the ears. Although it is rare to have the essence of memorization and recall, it also makes Meng Qi's ears gradually loosen.

Moreover, Che Wanxiu comes to discuss sword techniques with Meng Qi every day. He gradually goes from using the Luo Hongchen to defeat him, to melting his own sword techniques into a furnace, and it is difficult to distinguish between Luo Xue Knife. The progress of sword techniques is not small. At the same time, this progress is also a sharpening. In addition, when he is in the spiritual and move level of Duan Xiangfei, Meng Qi is becoming more and more aware of opening his own ears.

But there is still something missing, and it is hard to feel like you are storming and opening your ears in one go.

On this day, Meng Qi had practiced the Golden Bell Cover, the Illusion Shape and the Yi Jin Bone Forging. He was about to think about the "Yan Luo Tie" and found someone to discuss it. Suddenly, Duan Xiangfei came in and smiled.

"Old Duan, what's the good thing?" Meng Qi teased.

Duan Xiangfei laughed and said, "Master, aren't you going to test the master of swords? Another master came to the door."

The battle between Master Zhending and Che Wanxiu, "Fallen Snow Knife", was expanding and spreading in the world at an unbelievable speed. Everyone was shocked and excited. For the master, if he wanted to go further, fighting with such an expert who broke the boundary between human and gods was one of the few choices. Therefore, as long as their hearts were not dead, they would definitely come!

It was precisely because of this that Meng Qicai was waiting at Changhua Temple with peace of mind, rather than running around one by one, and wasting time in vain.

"I wonder which master he is?" Meng Qi asked with a smile.

Duan Xiangfei smiled like an old fox: "Old acquaintance, Luo Qing. The miserable monk cannot come to sit in the dry Zen. Wu Caisha lives in Tiannan. It took two months for the news to spread. Gaiyuan has been missing for two years, and he is the only one who can come."

The white-clothed sword god Luo Qing... Meng Qi nodded thoughtfully and just tried his sword technique again. However, when it comes to Luo Qing, he remembered something: "Old Duan, the treasure of the Snow God Palace should have been taken away by you a long time ago, right?"

Duan Xiangfei's face turned red with a rare look: "There are two treasure maps, one is cut into four pieces, and handed over to the four great guardians, and the other is hidden in the son of the palace master, that is, the old man. After the old man can protect his martial arts, he will open the treasure. Otherwise, it would be so easy to become a master and re-establish the Snow God Palace in the dark."

This is a good idea. How can I give treasure maps to the four great guardians and not to the palace master? Unless it is an act of insurance... Meng Qi didn't have much greed for the treasure, so he patted the monk's robe, carried the Red Sun Suppression Sword, stepped out of the door of the Zen room, and turned into the next courtyard.

In the yard, Luo Qing stood under the Bodhi tree, her white clothes were better than snow, her long sword was cold, her eyebrows were like a dragon, and her nose was like a gallbladder, and she looked really good.

"Others say that you have a sword technique that is good at magic, but I only believe half of it." Luo Qing said briefly. He had fought with Meng Qi, knew his strength at that time, and knew that he had a sword technique that was good at magic, but it was not a sword technique that was good at magic. The same two words changed in sequence, and the meaning was completely different.

When he was facing him, Meng Qi was in a weak place, and only "clearing and purity" could be relied on - the rainy pear blossom needle could not lock Luo Qing, but now, Meng Qi's sword technique has made great progress, almost integrating what he learned. Although he cannot understand the sword theory and create new moves like Jiang Zhiwei, he is almost as good as Zhang Yuanshan's current move level. Therefore, facing Luo Qing again, he was calm and calm, and said with a smile: "I hope that after this battle, you can trust the other half."

He didn't use the knife, waiting for Luo Qing to start.

Luo Qing was not polite either, and he raised his sword and stabbed forward.

Suddenly, the bright sunshine seemed to be absorbed on the sword. Only the long sword in the whole yard has light, and the rest is pitch black.

The sword light is vast, covering the sky and the sun, which is very terrifying.

Meng Qi no longer had the panic he used to be. His eyes were shiny, and there seemed to be a trace of golden light leaking out. His eyebrows were clapping, and his spirit was dissipated. So, there was no mystery in front of him. The long sword slashed in the sky. Of course, Luo Qing himself could not find it.

However, Meng Qi could vaguely detect the two positions Luo Qing was in. The sword light spread out and rolled forward, catching all of these two positions under the sword light.

Ding Ding Dang, the sound of swords and swords fighting continued. Meng Qi and Luo Qing fought faster and faster, and all the Bodhi leaves in the yard were swept up.

Che Wanxiu came to ask for advice early in the morning. At this time, she stood beside Duan Xiangfei, witnessed the battle, and whispered: "Even if you don't use the magic sword move, Master Zhending's sword skills are not inferior to us."

"I really feel like I have lived for decades in vain when I see Master Zhending." Duan Xiangfei laughed at himself.

Meng Qi's sword technique was fully displayed, and he felt relieved all over and wanted to roar. This time, he was released due to the situation and "Falling in the World" came out with the sword!

At the top of martial arts, the pleasure of fighting, the ultimate in life, all blended into the light of swords, as if the scrutiny from the boundaries of humans and gods!

This sword made Duan Xiangfei and Che Wanxiu feel in a daze and unable to control himself. Which master did not reach the top and defeat all the heroes in the world?

With a jingle, the sword was closed, and the sword fell. Luo Qing stood there blankly, feeling lost, and was defeated by Master Zhending.

Meng Qi put the Hongri Evil-Suppressing Sword around his waist, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Luo Duke, I have been thinking about sword techniques recently, and I don't know if I can communicate with you."

If he doesn't need the technique of sacrificing one's own sword, he will only have the power of a sword for the time being, so he plans to study the sword technique.

Luo Qing restrained his expression and said coldly: "I will listen to you."

As a loser, there is no right to choose.

Time passed quickly. In his hard practice and his exchanges with Duan Xiangfei, Che Wanxiu and Luo Qing, Meng Qi truly "started" the sword technique, integrated it, and mastered the "fallen world". Even if it is not as good as Duanqingjing, it is an absolute killer move, and his ears become more and more clear, as if he is waiting for an opportunity to open it on his own.

The secret storage of vital energy and energy is because the seven orifices of eyes, ears, nose and mouth are opened, and the inner world will open naturally when it first becomes. Meng Qi did not practice rashly to avoid affecting the opening of the orifices.

The Golden Bell Cover and the Illusion Dafa have made little progress, but the swordsmanship has made rapid progress under Luo Qing's training. It probably mastered the changes of "Yan Luo Tie" and only needed to be practiced in practice. "The Nine Swords of Dugu" also vaguely felt like getting started, only one step away.

"It's seven days left. Let's try the 'Yanluo Ti' first. If the ears are not opened yet, take the 'Tianshi Diting Pill'." On this day, Meng Qi finished his homework and read the "Nine Swords of Dugu" casually, thinking about his own arrangements.

After a while, he put away the secret book, looked around Duan Xiangfei, Che Wanxiu, Luo Qing, Duan Mingcheng and others waiting next to him, and suddenly smiled: "Dear donors, are you willing to listen to the opening of the boundaries between humans and gods, what are you missing?"

After training for more than a month, I should be rewarded, but the cause and effect are resolved.

"Ah?" Even though he was as cunning as Duan Xiangfei, he was as cold as Luo Qing, and he was as cold as Che Wanxiu and Duan Mingcheng at this time, he looked at Meng Qi with surprise and implicit excitement.
Chapter completed!