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Chapter 149 Interception

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    "No mistake?" As the head of the Discipline Academy, Wujing was enraged and asked sternly when he encountered an unrepentant offender disciple for the first time.

    "Amitabha, sin, sin." Kong Jian's hand holding the prayer beads paused for a moment.

    Xuan Bei looked at Meng Qi in shock and astonishment, his mouth moved, but he didn't know what to say. Once these words came out, there was no chance to save him!

    Did he really think so, or was he trying to prevent himself from losing the opportunity to practice on the upper level of the Stupa?

    Fool, alas, fool!

    Xuan Bei's expression was a little disappointed, but also a little moved and relieved.

    Meng Qi straightened his neck, and said without fear: "Could it be that the chief doesn't know the truth about getting rid of evil? When is the so-called repayment of wronged people? Only by cutting the grass and roots can we not kill people and increase more crimes."

    "If the wicked are allowed to run free, it is only to educate, and it is inevitable that more good people will suffer. Wouldn't this add to the crime? Killing life for protection, killing karma is not beheading people!"

    "Shaolin is Zen Buddhism. The Buddha seeks nothing outside, and his nature is self-sufficient. The Buddha is an enlightened person, a teacher, and should not be a clay puppet enshrined in the Buddhist hall. But you, forget the original meaning of Zen, worship incense and worship Buddha, and serve Buddha with your body  , regarded the Buddha as a god, worshiped him, and lost his heart!"

    "The way of Zen is the way to seek the Buddha in your heart. Everyone has Buddha nature. As long as you are not deceived by the four major false combinations, and you are a Buddha yourself, why do you still do good deeds and stop killing, accumulate merit and virtue, and seek the way of Bodhisattva outside?"

    "Hypocrisy! Heretics!"

    He can spray whatever he can to offend Wujing, regardless of whether it makes sense or not, and whether it conforms to his own ideas.

    "Nie Zhan, where's the fallacy!" Wujing shouted sharply.

    Regarding Meng Qi's words, he who has been studying Buddhist scriptures all year round is not unreasonable to refute, but as the head of the Precept Hall, an elder who is two generations older, it is really disrespectful to debate the scriptures with an unrepentant disciple!

    He turned to look at Xuan Bei: "What else do you have to say?"

    Xuan Bei took a deep look at Meng Qi, and put his hands together: "Amitabha, I have nothing to say to my disciples, so I ask Master Uncle to allow me to abolish Zhending martial arts with my own hands, and send him to a nearby city to avoid."

    Meng Qi lowered his head, feeling disappointed, let Master down

    Zhenhui has been kneeling by the side repentantly, and has no complaints about the punishment he has received, but at this moment, watching the master walk in front of the senior brother, and gently press his right palm on his dantian, golden light blooms, he is finally moved  , with a sad and frightened face, cried out: "Senior brother!"

    He's still just a kid after all.

    The dantian didn't hurt, as if immersed in warm water, which was completely different from An Guoxie's feeling when he started, but Meng Qi could clearly feel that his power was disappearing rapidly.

    Hearing Zhenhui's cry, he turned his head, squeezed out a smile, and said softly: "Little brother, don't be sad, learn martial arts hard, and when we meet again in the future, don't be thrown too far by the brother, hehe, I can't blame you at that time  They are all eminent monks of a generation.¡±

    Zhenhui is not a fool, knowing that there is no turning back, her eyes were full of tears: "Brother, you should also be well!"

    "I will become a generation of heroes." Meng Qi tried his best to relieve the sudden sadness with his smile.

    Then, under Xuan Bei's guidance, Meng Qi made a Yuanshen oath: Starting today, Shaolin martial arts will not be passed on to the outside world¡ªif you don't take the Yuanshen oath, you will be directly imprisoned at the bottom of the stupa, and will not see the sun for decades.

    Xuan Bei pulled Meng Qi to stand up, and said to Kong: "Uncle Master, this disciple sent Zhending to Wuliang to avoid the chasing and killing of the Crying Old Man."

    Kong Jian stopped turning the rosary and sighed: "Zhen Ding, Buddhism is neither the law of evil people nor the law of good people. As long as you can understand yourself in the future and let go of killing intentions, you can still become a Buddha immediately. The door of Shaolin is open for you."  .¡±

    People who do many evils can become monks after being fully enlightened. Shaolin will naturally not reject the abandoned disciples' heart to Buddha. Of course, as a martial arts school, there are some ways to test the authenticity of repentance.

    Meng Qi nodded, did not speak, let Xuan Bei pull him, he grew lotus step by step, and disappeared by the window.

    Zhenhui bit her lip tightly and looked at the sky outside helplessly, as if she was still expecting her brother to come back suddenly.

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    Wuliang City, where the north and the south meet land and water.

    The blossoming golden lotus disappeared, and Meng Qi found himself at the pier, surrounded by coolie sweaters, and many travelers went south by boat.

    Xuan Bei stood quietly in front of Meng Qi, and after a while he sighed and said, "Go to Shendu, the Su family will accommodate you no matter what."

    "The Su family?" Meng Qi asked in a little astonishment. Could it be that the lay name of his body is Su?

    Xuan Bei didn't say much, becauseAfter exhausting the two horses each, they finally caught up.

    Gang Leader Wu chuckled and said, "You Huanda is too polite, a little bald donkey whose martial arts has been abolished is worth doing it yourself?"

    "If it wasn't for the little bald donkey's own mistakes, I really can't do anything about him, but now, hey, I want to see what else he can do." You still sneered, "Today I will kill him with a sacrificial knife  !"

    He didn't act rashly by himself, worried that Meng Qi's martial arts had not been abolished and he could summon Tianlei, so he asked his subordinates to step forward first.

    Four horse bandits blocked the tea shop, and one of them shouted loudly: "Seeking revenge from thousands of miles away, people who have nothing to do will leave on their own!"

    In the Central Plains, the horse bandits did not dare to go too far.

    Another person grinned and said: "Little bald donkey, he thought he was blessed by Shaolin, so he dared to kill Xieling. Are you stupid now? This kind of sect with strict discipline is the best!"

    "Little bald donkey, you have pretty features. I'd better say this. If I kneel down and beg for mercy, my heart might soften." A bald horse bandit smiled strangely, as if Meng Qi was already dead.

    Seeing the surrounding guests running around in fright, and the four horse bandits also rushing over, Meng Qi laughed back in anger, and subconsciously activated his internal energy, but he didn't feel the slightest movement, and suddenly realized his own powerlessness.

    But under such circumstances, without internal strength, he felt more deeply about the moves of the four horse bandits, and saw more clearly and thoroughly.

    Time seemed to slow down, and everything around him seemed to disappear. The accumulated experience, the cheats he had read, and the stories from the past flashed through his mind one by one, and he suddenly realized something!

    "Go to hell!" The four horse bandits rushed to Meng Qi and shouted loudly.

    Meng Qi's face was calm, he pointed out his long sword, and then he came first, and slashed at the four horse bandits like a ghost, using their eyes as hidden weapons!

    ah!

    The screams of the four horse bandits sounded almost at the same time. They threw away their sabers, covered their eyes and writhed in pain, traces of blood flowed from their fingers.

    Meng Qi looked at them proudly, looked at You Huanduo in the distance, pointed with his long sword, and said loudly:

    "Even if the tiger falls into Pingyang, how can such a wild dog bully it?" (Remember the website of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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