Following the sound, Zhenguan turned around and saw Meng Qi and Zhenhui. A cold smile appeared on his face without any flesh: "So it's Junior Brother Zhending. I didn't expect to meet an 'old friend' in a foreign land. Are you safe?"

He walked straight towards Meng Qi, and a thin layer of black scales appeared on the back of his hand, like a human-shaped poisonous snake, with a demonic aura that shocked the soul.

Meng Qi had been tempered by demonic energy in the relic tower, but he did not lose his mind at this time. He pulled out the sword with a stern sound, opened the "Break Qingjing" and started, with his spirit and spirit restrained.

"Amitabha, the poison of anger enters the body, and it will never be restored. Please calm down." The young monk Hongneng pronounced the Buddha's name, and his voice echoed in the small temple, entering his heart, distant and peaceful, as if the evening drum and morning bell, awakening the dream of suffering from fascination.

Zhenguan stopped walking, looked at Meng Qi, who seemed ordinary but gave people an extreme sense of danger, looked at Hongneng, who was merciful, thought about his strength, and sat opposite him silently with the package.

Meng Qi did not take action. Just now, when Zhenguan was fully thriving in his demonic power, his aura was terrifying. Even if it was not as good as An Guoxie and Yuan Mengzhi, it was not far apart. Judging from the confrontation of qi and intelligence, his strength was probably around the eight orifices, and there was no upper limit for him to fight for his life in thunderstorms.

Therefore, although Meng Qi wanted to know how Zhenguan was hooked up with the demons and monsters in the back mountain, and whether the secret passage was related to the eldest brother Zhenchang, he still suppressed his impulse to avoid losing both sides. With Gu Changqing and Zhenhui on the side, Meng Qi felt that he was not afraid of completely losing his strength, but that might not be able to grasp Zhenguan. If he was seriously injured at that time, he would encounter a horse bandit who was still "not sure about the truth" for the time being, the problem would be huge.

How could his strength grow so fast... Meng Qi was secretly surprised that he had the adventure and exchange of the world of reincarnation. Now he had only opened the four orifices. When he had accumulated energy, Zhenguan had not yet practiced it. Now, he almost had the strength of the eight orifices. Could this be the harvest of transforming into a half-demon body as the master said? However, in this case, there will inevitably be great hidden dangers. It is most likely that it would be better to gather all the good skills and let the master of the six realms of reincarnation pour the eight orifices into them.

Zhenhui secretly glanced at Zhenguan, looking very curious but afraid to ask, and looked at Meng Qi from time to time, looking forward to the "omnipotent" senior brother's speech.

"Amitabha, all sentient beings are empty, and the donor is plagued by killing karma. Why do you have to add to your sins?" Hongneng proclaimed the Buddha's name again, and his eyes were solemn and compassionate as he looked at the package held by Zhenguan.

Zhenguan let out a silence, and opened the package with a trance, revealing the two heads that were pickled with lime. The corners of his mouth were raised, as if they were happy: "They killed my parents and killed my family. Today is just a cycle of cause and effect. There should be such a reward! Only 72 heads have only taken off eighteen. There are still fifty-four!"

"Amitabha, when will the revenge be repaid? The sins have been sinned and the donor has fallen into the sea of ​​suffering of the Asuras. Why not let go of your obsession and follow the poor monk to build a Buddhist temple in this deserted place to accumulate merits to seek liberation in the next life?" Hongneng sighed and fulfilled his responsibility for rejoicing.

Meng Qi frowned slightly, the seventy-two bandits in Helian Mountain, and there were more people in the old man's disciple "Landing in the Land"? It is said that Zhenguan is an orphan because of them. No wonder he met him again in the vast sea, it is really because he must have come here.

Hearing Hongneng's advice, Zhenguan laughed: "When the monk killed my parents, he told them that yesterday's cause and today's result are the Buddha's teachings."

"The cause of today is the result of tomorrow. If you are plagued by cause and effect, you will find liberation. Don't you understand?" Hongneng shouted suddenly, as if a bell was ringing, and it was imitating the fact that a senior monk was making a comeback. "You can't put down your butcher knife quickly, get rid of cause and effect, and become a Buddha immediately!"

Speaking of debate, Zhenguan is no match for Hongneng. He argued a few more times, and was speechless and stopped talking and looked at the ground woodenly.

Hongneng's tongue blooms with lotus flowers, but he failed to pass the Zhenguan regretted it. He was a little discouraged for a moment, and closed his eyes and turned the rosary.

Seeing his performance like this, Meng Qi laughed secretly. Hongneng's previous performance made him feel like facing a great monk and a master, and he almost ignored his age. Now it seems that even though the Buddha nature is deep and indifferent to the world, Hongneng, who is in his twenties, still lacks the arrogance of being favored and disgraceful, and everything is empty. This discouraged and angry expression is in line with his age!

He took a light breath and subconsciously pretended to be elegant and indifferent in front of Hongneng: "Amitabha, Senior Brother Zhenguan, when I was in the back mountain in the past, I saw you leaving the secret passage, but I was timid for a moment and didn't dare to come forward to greet him. I didn't expect that I could meet again now."

He started to talk.

Zhenguan sneered: "I was opened to the temple and I had no magic number for a long time. My secular name has been restored. However, you can just call me whatever you want. To put it, thanks to Junior Brother Zhending, if it weren't for you, how could I have received an adventure and the power of revenge?"

He did not disclose what his layman name was.

"Did you have an adventure the night you were opened to the temple?" Meng Qijing asked this question inadvertently.

Zhenguan laughed and said, "Do you think I will tell you?"

"The so-called adventure is just a half-demon body, with a huge hidden danger. What's the point?" Meng Qi was not discouraged at all. As for the hidden danger, he speculated and exaggerated it.

Zhenguan's face suddenly became gloomy: "Of course it doesn't make sense to the monks you can practice, but for me, it is the only choice for revenge. Even if I fall into hell and suffer day and night, I will not regret it!"

"The demonic energy of the Xiangliu clan is infused with the body. Every time at 2:00 to 2:00,000 poisons will be slaughtered. In winter, I will still be weak and can be slaughtered by others, and I will never hope for the great way of heaven and man." Hongneng opened his eyes again and sincerely persuaded, "If the donor retakes on my Buddha again and builds a Buddhist temple in this barren land with me, I will pass on your method to help you transform the demonic energy and return to the right path."

Xiangliu? Isn’t this the Hydra God in my previous myths and legends? Meng Qi thought in a little astonishment, but if you think about it, even Bodhidharma is nothing.

Zhenguan said with a smile: "When I get revenge, I will come and follow the master again? Then I will cultivate Buddha and accumulate virtue and eliminate sins."

"Amitabha, sins." Hongneng was not young after all, and was speechless when asked.

Zhenguan ignored him and turned to look at Meng Qi: "I heard that Senior Brother Zhenchang committed suicide because of stealing scriptures in Vajra Temple. Is this really the case?"

Shaolin Temple has informed all major sects, and this matter has been circulating.

"Do you think I will tell you?" Meng Qi replied in his original words, and the truth and constant things cannot be separated from him. It seems that the truth and constants seem to be related to the truth. It is better not to say it too much to avoid accidents.

"I have heard of this near Helian Mountain. Is there anything I can't say?" Zhenguan asked without any expression.

Meng Qi felt more and more strange. If you have nothing to do with Zhenchang, why should you always catch this problem? So he thought about it and said, "Senior Brother Zhenyong was discovered to steal the scriptures, and he pulled out Senior Brother Zhenchang. Seeing that he had no hope of escaping, he committed suicide."

"Suicide..." Zhenguan repeated the word in a low voice, then closed her eyes and stopped talking.

"Amitabha. There are no banished demons here, two donors are invited to come in." Hongneng spoke to outside the temple again.

Meng Qi was amazed at Hongneng's sensing power. He had already opened four orifices, but in such a sandstorm, he could not sense anything outside, but he could!

But why are they monsters again? Apart from the relics tower, the most monsters I have encountered in my life today!

Although it is said that there are many great monsters hidden in the depths of the vast sea. Some dangerous and dense areas are even more homes to the demon clan, but this place is not deep. Wait, the greedy sweating landform is complicated. It is said that there is a dangerous place?

Zhenhui looked at the door with bright eyes again and whispered: "Senior Brother, can it be a fox demon? Brother Gu, Hongxiu Tianxiang Night Reading is very suitable for you."

He has no idea of ​​** himself. It is purely the curiosity of children.

Well, have I started telling him the story of Stories from a Chinese Studio? Meng Qi thought without remembering it very clearly.

The temple door was pushed open with a creaking sound, and a man and a woman walked in. Both men and women, young and old, their eyes were almost attracted by the girl. She was sixteen or seventeen years old, with a natural and chubby mouth, and her charming charm from the bones. Pureness and sexy coexist. In terms of appearance, Meng Qi saw only Jiang Zhiwei and Gu Xiaosang could compete with her. If it were the tempting words, the refreshing Jiang Zhiwei and the quirky Gu Xiaosang were half worse than her. Of course, everyone had their own taste, Meng Qi was not very good at this.

It's really a fox demon... Meng Qi's mouth twitched.

"Human?" The old man was gray-haired and full of books. But when he saw Meng Qi and others, he looked like he wanted to eat people.

"Wen Bo, the master told us to avoid sandstorms for a while, and we will do our best to be guests." The girl said in a crisp voice.

Wen Bo nodded and turned to look at Zhenguan: "Which venerable from the Xiangliu clan was used to infused you?"

"It's the Nine Yuan Demon Lord." Faced with the orthodox demon clan, Zhenguan's demonic energy was suppressed and seemed quite respectful.

"Jiuyuan Demon Lord? Wasn't he suppressed in the back mountain of Shaolin? Are you from Shaolin?" The girl asked with curious face and starry eyes.

Zhenguan honestly answered: "Yes, does the Zunjia come from Tianhaiyuan?"

"Are you going to Tianhaiyuan to join us?" The girl smiled and asked without answering.

Wen Bo coughed: "There are many people, I'll talk about it later."

Even if the message is transmitted into secret, there is still a danger of being eavesdropped, especially the young monk in the upper head, who cannot see it thoroughly.

The girl said oh, sat aside, and after a while, she became lively again, looked at Meng Qi and others, and asked Zhenguan: "There are monks among them, can they also come from Shaolin?"

Of course, Zhenguan would not hide it from Meng Qi and Zhenhui, and pointed at the two and said, "They are the direct descendants of Shaolin."

After hearing the news of Zhenchang, I naturally heard Xuan Bei and the two direct descendants to Vajra Temple to question.

"The Legend of Shaolin?" The girl showed her teeth slightly and looked at Meng Qi with a charming smile, "You carried a knife and took a sword, but did you learn Ananda's sword technique and Bodhidharma sword technique?"

This guy guessed well and it was unreasonable! Meng Qi whispered that although there was only Ananda's sword technique at the outside scene level in Shaolin, there were still many sword techniques in the enlightenment stage, not to mention sword techniques. Why should I guess Ananda's sword technique and Bodhidharma sword technique directly? Do I look very powerful?

Meng Qi naturally would not answer this kind of question, but he forgot about Zhenhui next to him. He honestly replied: "Senior brother has never learned swordsmanship. The long sword is just a spoil. Ananda knows how to break the sword technique."

Monks do not lie.

The girl's face changed suddenly. She stood up and shouted loudly:

"The demon saint's order, the person who practices Ananda's sword technique to break the decree will be punished!"

I'll go, who will I provoke whom? Meng Qi was full of injustice.

For some reason, the scene suddenly flashed through his mind when he obtained the true meaning of Ananda's sword technique. At that time, "Love, goodness, goodness, don't enter this door" below, there was an inaccessible hole, which seemed to be burning in an indescribable flame. Next to it, there were small words in the fly head:
Chapter completed!