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"Brother Zhenchang?"
"True nephew?"
The monks who searched the cliff could hardly contain their astonishment, blurting out one after another, not believing that the most outstanding disciple of the "true" generation would often collude with people with ulterior motives to steal the secret books of the sect and end up committing suicide. I can't believe that Zhending, who only achieved a small amount of Qi a year ago, can hurt the Zhenchang of "Arhat Demon Subduing Magic" and "Prajna Palm", even the monks of the Xuanzi generation who have already opened their six apertures, dare not Make sure you can hurt him!
Surprised and suspicious, they looked at Meng Qi with more speculation, suspicion and fear.
The suicide note was written in a hurry, it was not folded, and there was no way to take it, his eyes swept away, his expression suddenly changed, and he said to Xuan Bei: "Mr. Watch here."
He was afraid that there were Zhenchang and Zhenyong's accomplices among the monks, so he was more at ease only if Xuan Bei, who was also an elder, stayed.
"Yes, Uncle Master." Xuan Bei was standing beside Wude, having seen the entire suicide note just now, he realized that the matter was more serious than imagined.
Just as Wu De was about to take a step, he suddenly remembered something and said again: "Nephew Xuan Bei, until the matter is investigated clearly, you two disciples must be temporarily separated from others and live in the same courtyard."
Anyway, the almost stolen "Yi Jin Jing" is too serious. Although Meng Qi and Zhen Hui exposed the matter, they still can't get rid of the suspicion for a while. The manuscript of "Yi Jin Jing" is concealed.
Xuan Bei nodded lightly: "But it's up to the uncle to decide."
Wu De nodded slowly, and said to Meng Qi and Zhen Hui: "Amitabha, Zhen Ding and Zhen Hui, I have to wrong you for a moment. When the truth of the matter is revealed, the Bodhi Court will not lose your rewards. Xuanzhuang, Zhenmiao, you Take Zhending and Zhenhui to live temporarily in a nearby courtyard, and no one can enter unless there is a decree from the abbot."
So, the former deacon monk He Zhenmiao led Meng Qi and Zhenhui away from the cliff and entered a courtyard that had been in disrepair for many years.
Meng Qi was very curious about the content of the suicide note, and when Xuanzhuang was guarding the outer gate and Zhenmiao was staying in the inner courtyard, he approached Zhenmiao with a look of familiarity: "Senior Zhenmiao, do you know who instructed Brother Zhenchang? ? I have absolutely no way of believing that a true senior brother who has a direct lineage will betray."
The suicide note was not folded, it was placed directly on the square table, so both Zhenmiao and Xuanzhuang who discovered it first had read the contents. At this moment, upon hearing Meng Qi's question, Zhenmiao looked at him with a complicated expression: "I I don't believe it, Senior Brother Zhenchang is very talented and has a down-to-earth mind. No matter the "Arhat Demon Subduing Magic Art" or the difficult "Prajna Palm", he can advance by leaps and bounds. The first volume of Tendon Sutra, I really don¡¯t understand why he would take the risk and copy the secrets of the unique learning to Zhenyong.¡±
Although he is competitive and always wants to surpass the real one, but he is also the most outstanding disciple of the real generation, so he inevitably feels sad.
"Maybe Brother Zhenchang's family was arrested and threatened." Meng Qi speculated.
Zhenmiao shook his head: "Brother Zhenchang is an orphan. He grew up in Shaolin since he was a child, and this place is equivalent to his home."
"Beauty trick?" Zhenhui said eagerly, in the stories told by the senior brother, many heroes were sad about the beauty.
"How is this possible? There are no women in the temple! Brother Zhenchang has been helping Zhenyong to steal scriptures for a year, and it didn't start until he returned from Yunyou recently." Zhenmiao vetoed again.
Now, Meng Qi couldn't think of a better reason, so he could only follow Zhenmiao's words and ask, "Could it be that Brother Zhenchang didn't explain it in his suicide note?"
"Brother Zhenchang only said that he was raped, broke the rules, and voluntarily fell into depravity. He didn't say what kind of rape it is." Zhenmiao said it smoothly. Secrets that need to be hidden.
Meng Qi took a light breath: "What about Brother Zhenyong? Did you mention why he stole scriptures?"
"Zhenyong is a dead man trained by King Kong Temple since he was a child, and he came here to steal scriptures." Zhenmiao replied with a bad face.
"King Kong Temple?" Meng Qi repeated in astonishment, it turned out to be King Kong Temple! This is really unexpected, and it is being cleaned up!
However, it is so easy for Zhen Yongneng to steal scriptures, which still makes people feel that things are confusing. What can he use to steal the scriptures?
"Yeah." Zhen Miao didn't say any more, but gave Meng Qi a complicated look, "Junior Zhending, the most surprising thing is you, you actually cut Senior Brother Zhenchang with a knife, so that he couldn't hide it. Apologize yourself, when did your sword skills reach this level?"
If I get along with Senior Brother Zhenchang in another place, I am afraid it will not only be as simple as being injured! True martial artsThe appearance of a novice monk is particularly worrying!
He made a quick decision, and within a breath he was in front of Meng Qi, slashing obliquely with his saber, extremely ferocious, almost like a sneak attack.
Meng Qi wanted to try his hand at being a master in this world, he turned his head slightly, and watched the Jie Dao fall on his shoulder.
Seeing that Meng Qi was still sitting there, the man wearing the ape mask seemed caught off guard. He couldn't help but feel a little more joy in his heart. He was very satisfied with his decision. People split in two.
Zheng!
He felt that he had slashed gold and iron, and he had slashed a boulder, and he couldn't advance an inch at all. The counter-shock force almost made him unable to hold Jie Dao.
This, what kind of horizontal kung fu is this?
He was terrified and frightened in his heart, and he couldn't believe that he could only cut through the clothes on the opponent's shoulder with all his strength, leaving a white mark.
Isn't this too scary? I'm afraid it can be compared with Faxuanzong's forty-year pure Yang "children's skill" of the miserable monk! He is one of the seven great masters in the world!
Where did this little monk come from?
He turned around and fled faster than when he was killed, but at this moment, a knife light struck from the side, with a strange angle, blocking his first choice of escape.
Gritting his teeth, the man in the ape mask turned around again, opened his mouth, and a black light went straight to Meng Qi's face.
This is his hidden weapon to save his life!
With fast speed and short distance, Meng Qi closed his eyes and let the hidden weapon hit him.
when!
The hidden weapon hit Meng Qi's face without leaving a trace.
After firing the hidden weapon, the man known as one of the Twelve Beasts took this opportunity to jump over Meng Qi and was about to throw himself into the river. He never thought that this hidden weapon could break through such a terrifying horizontal kung fu. own chance of escape.
The waves were rolling and beating against the ship's wall. The man was so happy that he was about to jump off, but at this moment, a Jie Dao slashed from an angle he couldn't imagine, directly severing his lower abdomen.
His legs went limp, and he fell forward, and the sound of waves in his ears became weaker and weaker.
How could there be such a terrifying monster
With his back turned to him, Meng Qi withdrew the Jiedao. He looked handsome, but he was cursing inwardly. Originally, he just wanted to capture him for information, but he was shaken by the hidden weapon and almost got away from the enemy, so he had to go down. A ruthless hand, to avoid subsequent troubles.
Seeing the handsome gray-clothed monk not moving, not turning his head, not looking at people, beheading one of the terrifying "Twelve Beasts" in the rivers and lakes with a single knife, the couple was a little stunned for a moment, suspecting that they were dreaming .
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