Because they were able to escape from Xie Ridge, the captive girls were very efficient. They quickly divided up their belongings and found the remaining horses. Those who could ride horses and those who couldn't ride horses formed a cavalry team in twos and threes. Meng Qi was amazed at the sight .
"Okay, let's go to the Sweaty Oasis, we should be there before dawn." In front of the girls, Meng Qi maintained his gentle and gentle image.
Tanhan is not far from Xie Ridge, which is a journey of one or two hours. Even if the girls are not as good as the horse bandits, as long as they endure hardships, they will definitely arrive before dawn. If it is delayed until tomorrow, there may be horse bandits returning. If there is trouble, other leaders may even return to the mountain after hearing the news.
"Yes." The girls sat on their horses, and Qiqi saluted Meng Qi and the three, "Thank you two masters, thank you Mr. Gu, I dare not say that there will be a report in the future, and I will set up a shrine for you at home to pray for your safety."
They knew their own affairs, and it was difficult for them to help Meng Qi and others, so they expressed their gratitude in the simplest way.
In the camp, most of the girls have to endure the torture of many horse bandits. Even if they are good-looking and are favored by the leaders, when they get older and their appearance fades, they will be abandoned like bad shoes and end up miserable, unless There is a precedent for being able to give birth to a son and a half daughter, so no one is nostalgic for this place, scrambling to escape.
Along the road opened up by the horse bandits to make the horses gallop, Meng Qi and others went down Xieling and hurried to Tanhan.
Looking back, Meng Qi saw that the camp was full of flames and black smoke, and buildings were constantly burning down and collapsing.
"Seeing him getting up from the Zhulouseeing his building collapse" The world is impermanent, Meng Qi suddenly felt emotional, and murmured the song "Sorrow in the South of the Yangtze River".
No wonder Buddhists often say that everything is impermanent.
Zhenhui didn't feel this kind of "worship of spring and autumn", looked at the girls with excited and sad faces, and said to Meng Qi with admiration: "Brother, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. Many pagodas were built."
"To me, the Buddha is meaningless. Saving people is just unbearable." Meng Qi sighed. Being able to understand the root of his own thinking is an improvement in xinxing.
Zhenhui wanted to say something, but suddenly his eyes remained fixed, and he shouted in surprise and joy: "Master, we are here!"
Meng Qi swayed and almost fell off the horse. What? Master is here? Where? Where?
He looked left and right, and suddenly saw a familiar figure in a red cassock falling in front of his eyes. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry and said, "Master, why are you here?"
What about my escape plan? Master is watching again!
But what a coincidence
Xuan Bei looked at the apprentice who had grown a little bit taller and didn't see any trace of sorrow on his face, nodded in relief and said: "You have been missing in Yuhai for many days, as a teacher, I am afraid that you have entered Tianhaiyuan by mistake, so you came to Tanhan to find the entrance. I didn't expect to see the fire in Xie Ridge tonight, so I came over to have a look, and I happened to run into you."
The existence of Tian Haiyuan is not a secret to Shaolin high-level officials, and the big monsters such as Jiuyuan Yaozun were suppressed under the stupa.
"Master, we were indeed trapped in Tianhaiyuan for a day, thanks to the protection of Senior Brother Hongneng, the descendant of Lanke Temple." On this matter, Meng Qi answered honestly.
Now that you have been touched by the master, don't think about running away for the time being, first find a way to cover up the secrets on your body.
"One day in Tianhaiyuan, the outside is close to January, no wonder." Xuan Bei said thoughtfully, "Lanke Temple has always been mysterious, even if you are a teacher, you don't know their roots, you can meet Hong Neng, it is considered There is a predestined relationship, the fact that the abbot was able to attain the dharmakaya was not unrelated to entering the Lanke Temple to observe scriptures."
With Xuan Bei by his side, the speed of the entire cavalry team suddenly slowed down, even if the crying old man came, let alone Ze Luoju and his ilk.
When the master and the three exchanged greetings, Meng Qi kept using his brain, his thoughts turned, and he weaved a complete set of "lies".
Xuan Bei took a look at Gu Changqing, and said with kindness and compassion: "You are Gu Changqing, the benefactor who helps poor monks and disciples?"
"The younger generation has seen the god monk." Facing Xuan Bei, who was at the peak of location, Gu Changqing was a little excited. The Gu family has not had a location expert for several generations.
Xuan Bei nodded lightly: "The poor monk has already heard about your matter, and I will go to Xieling when I find out your whereabouts. The crying old man has a lot of evil and has no conscience. If he stays in the world, he will only harm others. If he is not in the Western Region , The poor monks all want to ask the abbot to catch all the crying old men and suppress them in the back mountain."
"Thank you for your concern, this junior has already taken revenge with your own hands." Gu Changqing said gratefully and stubbornly.
Xuan Bei snorted, and turned his head to look at Meng Qi and Zhen Hui. If his information is correct, Xie Ling has something.??Now that you have opened the four orifices, it's time to practice the fifth and sixth levels of the golden bell jar. "
While talking, he took out two thin cheat books and handed them to Meng Qi, obviously they had already copied them.
Meng Qi felt sad for a while. If he had known this before, why would he exchange for the sixth level of the Golden Bell Cover!
However, he immediately became happy. After a few days, he excused the spirit of the thunder to quench his body, and the fifth level was quickly completed. Even if the secret was covered up, when he returned to Shaolin, he would be able to enter the Cangjing Pavilion. In one breath, I read "Outer Fifty-Eight" and other martial arts collections, but it's still okay to borrow a copy every once in a while, that's simply countless good deeds!
Moreover, I have already opened the four apertures, and my current strength is not inferior to that of my senior brother. I can try to break through the Tongren Lane and go down the mountain by myself. Why do I have to implicate my master?
The future was bright, Meng Qi smiled a little silly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com