"Master, are we going to the Immensity Sea?"
One day, Little Meng suddenly heard his master Xuan Ci tell him that the three of them were going to the Immensity Sea Desert to interrogate the Jingang Temple of the Western Region about the stolen scriptures.
Ever since he transmigrated to this world, he had been cooped up in the Shaolin Temple and dealt with a group of bald monks every day. Little Meng … had long been tired of it.
If it weren't for the occasional visit to the World of Samsara, Little Meng would have gone crazy.
"We're leaving tomorrow. Under the orders of the abbot, the three of us are going to the Jingang Temple of the Western Region to interrogate the stolen scriptures. You should be prepared! "
Little Meng's master, Master Xuan Ci, was the uncle of Su Ziyuan, the second son of the Su family in Luoyang.
If it weren't for this blood relationship, with Little Meng's habitual "brain cramps" as a time-traveler, in a place like Shaolin Temple, which was known for its dullness and dullness, he would have been a handyman for the rest of his life to hone his mind.
There would be no chance for him to become a warrior monk and be accepted as a true disciple by Master Xuan Ci!
"Senior Brother, when we go to the Immensity Sea this time, will we also encounter those adventures in the legends of Jianghu that you mentioned?"
Junior Brother Zhen Hui, who was wise but looked foolish, was pure and innocent. However, over the years, he had also been troubled by Little Meng's stories of adventures by jumping off cliffs.
"Senior Brother, a few days ago, when we were on duty at the back of the mountain, you chopped Zhen Chang. Did Zhen Chang want to go to the cliff at the back of the mountain for adventures? "
"Uh …"
Little Meng didn't know what to say.
This so-called "Zhen Chang" was the main character of the "Jingang Temple Spy Stealing Scriptures"!
This guy who stole the "Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture" of the Shaolin Temple was mercilessly rewarded by the patrolling Master Zhending with an Ananda Oath-breaking Blade.
In this way, the Shaolin Temple found out that the Jingang Temple was behind the whole thing and naturally sent people to the Jingang Temple to interrogate.
Under the interference of the Shaolin Abbot Kong Wen, the imposter Evil Master Han Guang, this task fell on Little Meng and his two disciples.
In fact … the so-called "stealing scriptures" was all created by Evil Master Han Guang.
Han Guang's goal was to impersonate the Abbot of Shaolin Temple and sneak into the Shaolin Temple, the Third Style of The Buddha's Palm.
However, he was a fake abbot after all. He didn't know anything about Buddhism and couldn't get the Third Style of The Buddha's Palm from the Ananda Secret Realm at the back of the mountain.
Thus, he set his sights on the "Muscle-bone Strengthening Classic". This was a secret technique that Bodhidharma had comprehended from the Third Style of The Buddha's Palm. From it, one could comprehend the true meaning of The Buddha's Palm.
He pretended to be a Shaolin Abbot, but Yi Jin Jing was Abbot Kong Wen's main cultivation method. Han Guang could not find a suitable excuse to read the "Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture" again.
Therefore, he used a spy from the Jingang Temple to get him to steal the Yi Jin Jing.
With the help of the Shaolin Abbot, Zhen Chang was able to avoid the guards by coincidence and make a copy of the "Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture" and steal it.
If it weren't for Xiao Meng, who was outside the rules, this plan would have been flawless.
Han Guang was furious that he couldn't read the "Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture". He sent Xiao Meng and his two disciples to the Immensity Sea and set them up to vent his anger.
This was the root cause of everything.
"Let's go down the mountain!"
Walking out of the majestic mountain of the Shaolin Temple, Xiao Meng felt as if a bird had been released from its cage. It was like a dragon returning to the sea. The sea was wide and the sky was wide.
"According to the memory of the 'future', Shaolin Zhen Ding, who is also Xiao Meng, should be going down the mountain to Quicksand Town at this time!"
Gu Changqing rode a horse and galloped through the vast desert. He held the hilt of his sword tightly and his eyes were cold.
"Xie Dao Ze Luoju, Crying Elder, you are the culprits who killed my whole family. This time, none of you can escape. All of you must die!"
With the trump card of the "Dragon Subduing Arhat", Gu Changqing was ready. He only needed to wait for the Crying Elder to show up and then he would close the door and release the "Dragon Subduing Arhat".
"Haha! The wind and clouds begin to move and gather from all directions. This is really interesting! "
Half lying on the soft couch, the "Glacier Swordsman" Bai Ze held a glass of cold wine and gently took a sip with a smile on his face.
Everything was going according to plan. Next, the "Glacier Swordsman" would make a name for himself.
"Is this Quicksand Town?"
The storm roared and the yellow sand swept across the sky. Heaven and earth were in chaos!
The wind mixed with sand was bone-chilling. The "Quicksand Town" ahead was filled with gray sand. There was not a single person in sight.
"This sandstorm is really scary!"
As a transmigrator, the scariest thing Xiao Meng had seen in his previous life was a haze.
After transmigrating to this world, he had been holed up in the Shaolin Temple and had never experienced such a scene. It was very novel to Xiao Meng.
He was wrapped tightly in a thick monk's robe. His entire body was shrouded in the robe and only half of his eyes were exposed. He looked exactly like a Sand Nation person.
This made Xiao Meng very depressed.
"After going down the mountain, I planned to wear a white monk's robe and walk the Jianghu. But I didn't expect reality to hit me in the head. If I wear a white robe in the desert, there will be dozens of laundry workers following behind me. Otherwise, the white robe will become a black robe. "
Xiao Meng let out a long sigh. When will my Jianghu dream of wearing a robe whiter than snow and having a sword as cold as frost be realized?
As if the heavens were on their side, when Xiao Meng and his disciples stepped into Quicksand Town, the sandstorm gradually subsided.
"Senior Brother, is there a place called 'Bright Peak' in the Western Region? Will we be able to find that 'Greater Teleportation'? "
Zhen Hui's eyes were wide open. He was very curious about the desert scene in front of him. Of course, he was more curious about the story his senior brother had told him.
In the story of the Bright Peak, there seemed to be a Shaolin monk who went deep into the secret passage of the Bright Peak. Do we have that kind of opportunity too?
"What Bright Peak?"
Master Xuan Ci was stunned. He turned to look at Zhen Hui and then at Xiao Meng. "Although the Western Region is vast and boundless, I have never heard of a 'Bright Peak'. Are you lying to your junior brother again?"
"Uh …"
Xiao Meng was tongue-tied. Master … life is hard, don't expose me!
If you expose me like this, how … how can I maintain my glorious image in front of my junior brother?
"It's not nonsense. When I was at home, I heard that in the Great Snow Mountain of the Western Region, there was a cliff in the east. When the sun rose, it was like a bright light shrouded it. It was called the Bright Peak."
In order to save his junior brother's image, Xiao Meng could only make up a story.
"Senior Brother, you are so awesome. You know even more than Master!"
Zhen Hui's face was full of admiration.
"The records of the Su family? The Divine Marquis Mansion controls the secret agents of the Six Fan School of the Great Jin Dynasty. It's normal for them to know this kind of information. "
Xuan Ci nodded, acknowledging Xiao Meng's "Bright Peak".
"Yes! That's right! "
Xiao Meng secretly wiped away his cold sweat. He had finally fooled him! He had finally saved his senior brother's glorious image.
"Let's settle down here for today!"
After entering Quicksand Town, Xuan Ci led the two of them to the only inn and tavern in Quicksand Town.
"The Immensity Sea Tavern!"
This name … is so famous!
When Xiao Meng saw the name of the inn, he actually felt some admiration in his heart.
"This kind of first place title really feels good! When can I also have a title like the Number One Sword in the World or the White-robed Godly Sword? "
Xiao Meng muttered in his heart as he stepped into the "Immensity Sea Tavern".
Then …
He was jealous! He was going crazy in his heart!
"You are pirating! Pirating! This … is obviously my predetermined image! How can you steal it? "
Xiao Meng … saw the "Glacier Swordsman" Bai Ze.
His robe was whiter than snow, and his sword aura was like frost. His face was handsome and cold, and his bearing was otherworldly.
Even in this place filled with yellow sand, his white robe … was untainted by a speck of dust!
This … this is too hateful!
Xiao Meng looked at his bald, gray-robed image and then looked at the other person's image. He felt depressed!
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