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Chapter 850: Homecoming (Third)

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    The sky is bright and clear, the blue is transparent, dotted with floating clouds, and the scenery of Liantai Mountain is beautiful.

    Meng Qi didn't hide his aura, flashed across the sky and landed at the foot of the mountain. To show respect, he stepped on the steps and walked towards the Banshan Pavilion step by step.

    In the half-mountain pavilion, there is a stone tablet engraved with the "Vajra Prajna Paramita Sutra" written by the sixth generation patriarch of Shaolin, the monk Yuankong, facing the deep valley.

    At this time, standing in the pavilion were not gray-robed disciples, but two Zhike monks in yellow robes. They clasped their hands together and whispered the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the abbot invites Master Su to enter the temple."

    "Two mages are invited to lead the way." Meng Qi returned the salute with a smile. Compared with the last time he returned to Shaolin, this time it was obviously much more grand.

    The two monks looked up and turned around. Out of the corners of their eyes, they glanced at Meng Qi. They saw that he looked young, with a chic blue shirt, a calm posture, and empty hands.  It makes people feel unfathomable.

    These two contradictory senses are wonderfully blended into one, without being abrupt at all, but on the contrary, they give rise to a kind of enlightenment, worthy of being the youngest master in the world today!

    Hey, the two Zhike monks are both of the true generation, and the feeling is quite complicated. They are the same age and the same starting point.

    There was nothing to say all the way, the two monks who knew the guest disappeared and were eloquent in the past, while Meng Qi could sense their mood and deliberately did not speak.

    The scenery on both sides was similar, Meng Qi walked forward casually, and not long after, he saw the yellow walls and black tiles, and saw the dark red gate, just like the first time he saw it.

    But now, the two gates are fully opened, allowing people to directly see the square and the treasure hall behind. Standing outside the gates is a group of eminent monks in red cassocks.  The first seat in the Bodhi Court, the current abbot of Shaolin, Wu Si, ranks twenty-seventh on the local list.

    On the left side of Wusi is the first empty view of Bodhidharma, and on the right is the first seat of Bodhi Temple, which is full of gods. Master Meng Qi, Xuan Bei, and the rest of the eminent monks except for a few retreats.  never came.

    This is the most solemn etiquette in Shaolin: the gates are fully opened, the abbot greets them personally, and the first seat is all accompanied. It is often only used to welcome the most distinguished guests.  Now Shaolin's reputation is a little weaker, and at worst he has to be at the helm of a top power to be eligible to enjoy it.

    Meng Qi was a little surprised by such a grand encounter. It wasn't until this moment that he had a deep understanding of his own status: the first person below the Grand Master, who is not a Grand Master is better than a Grand Master.  Divine Soldier is enough to establish a big force, and has made good friends with many Dharma Bodies. He has sold friendships with many top forces. He is famous far and wide, and has a great momentum. He is enough to be called the current Shaolin abbot.

    "Amitabha, this old monk has lost his way and welcomes you." Wusi raised one hand.

    Meng Qi cupped his hands: "The abbot treats you so courteously, the younger generation is flattered."

    After finishing speaking, he looked at Xuan Bei, and saw that the melancholy in the master's expression had lightened a lot, he felt relieved, and saluted: "The disciple has met the master."

    Seeing that although Meng Qi, an abandoned Shaolin disciple, is already among the top 30 powerhouses in the world including Dharmakaya, he still treats Xuan Bei as a respectful disciple.  Immediately, his impression of him changed, and he felt that being famous was better than meeting him.

    There are very few people who can do it just by nostalgia and gratitude!

    Xuan Bei's mouth moved a few times, and finally opened, revealing Lao Huai's comforting smile:

    "Good, good, good!"

    Three good words express the emotions in his heart, mixed feelings, hard to put into words, that's it.

    Good apprentice!  Good nephew!  What a hero!

    In the past, crying for the death of the old man made him cut off his previous hatred, but now his disciple and nephew has become a first-class figure in the world, so that he no longer worries about the world of mortals, and his heart seems to have wiped off another layer of ashes.

    After exchanging a few pleasantries, Wusi waited for the eminent Shaolin monk to lead Meng Qi into the temple, passing by several Buddhist temples and squares, and then heard the humming of monks.  foot.

    Meng Qi glanced sideways and said with a smile, "Arhat boxing can be regarded as my basic martial art."

    Back then, for a set of Arhat boxing, I had to work hard to clean the Sutra Pavilion, and asked Zhenyong, who had a dark heart, for guidance. Now I have some parts of Tathagata God's Palm, Seven Swords of Cutting Heaven, Yuanshi Gold Medal, and Bajiu Xuangong.  Even the dharma body and exercises of his own may not be appreciated, and the past is really like a dream, which makes me feel embarrassed.

    "Arhat boxing accommodates the most basic changes, returning to the basics, and can be used all the way to the nine orifices." Wusi said with a smile.

    ??Knowing it was Xuan Xin, at this moment, it sounded quite astonishing, but I felt it was a matter of course. In the past, Zhen Guan was expelled from the handyman's courtyard, but entered the back mountain halfway, and became a half-demon body. It is indeed a bit of a coincidence!

    After sighing again, Meng Qi returned to the place where he used to live, and saw his sleeping junior brother. His face was rosy, his blood and energy were empty, and he was in an unbelievably good condition.

    "Junior brother is still sleeping? Do you want to prove the golden body of Sleeping Arhat?" The corner of Meng Qi's mouth twitched. Judging from the physical condition of the junior brother in front of him, he was already on location!

    Didn't this guy learn "finger finger"?

    "Acting in a dream, enlightening Zen in a dream, may not be a sleeping arhat." Xuan Bei said comfortingly.

    Because he wanted to stabilize his realm, Xuan Bei asked Meng Qi not to come to experience it, and then went to the quiet room to meditate. Meng Qi took another look at his junior brother, climbed onto the bed, hugged the back of his head with his hands, and sat against the wall next to him.  It felt like a handyman's house back then, but my mind was calm, joyful and relaxed.

    The events of the day flashed through his mind, he suddenly laughed, and muttered in his heart:

    "Today's experience can be described in one sentence: the famous hero, the top 30 masters in the world, the first person under the great master, the honorary arrester of the six doors Su Meng Su Ziyuan visited Shaolin, and was received by the abbot of Shaolin Wusi God Monk and Bodhi  The first head of the academy, Xuanbei God Monk, and others warmly received him. Looking back on the past and looking forward to the future, the two sides reached an agreement on a strategic cooperation agreement.  Meng Daxia hopes that the younger generation will continue to work hard and reach new heights"

    Thinking about it, Meng Qi almost laughed while clutching his stomach.

    After a while, he calmed down, sat cross-legged in meditation, his soul contracted, and manipulated every move of the other body along the mysterious and secret connection.

    Zhoudi, Luoyi.

    Meng Qi with the earth body has changed his attire, and he is ready to step in after seeing this majestic ancient city.

    He is also the eighth heaven, there is no slight difference.

    The reason why Meng Qi didn't exchange time for cultivation was because he was afraid that the flow of time would be too inconsistent and affect the delicate connection between the two bodies!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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