Compared to when they were at the Jade Gate Pass, Zhen Hui had grown a lot taller. He was only an inch shorter than Mengqi. His features were handsome, his body was thin, and his gray frock was clean. If not for his excited, bright, and childish smile, he would be the image of a monk that Mengqi yearned for.
Mengqi coughed softly. "Junior Brother, it's a long story. Let me drink some water and tell you slowly."
This was what Zhen Hui had said when he begged Mengqi to tell him the story.
Zhen Hui nodded heavily and said with a pure heart, "Yes, I have already boiled the water!"
As he spoke, he led Mengqi into the temple and to the small courtyard where Xuan Bei lived according to his memory.
"Master is in closed-door training?" Mengqi took the opportunity to confirm.
Zhen Hui said without concealing anything, "Master lost the opportunity to go to the top of the stupa to practice. These years, he has been in closed-door training intermittently to build a solid foundation and make his own way."
Mengqi had expected this, but hearing it, he couldn't help but feel sour. Master had given up the opportunity for him after all.
Zhen Hui looked at Mengqi seriously. "Senior Brother, Master told me not to mention this when I meet you in the future. But I always feel that this kind of thing should not be hidden from you, so I have to tell you."
His eyes were clear, without the slightest bit of distracting thoughts or unfamiliarity.
Feeling sour, Mengqi, who was about to blame himself, suddenly looked embarrassed. Junior Brother, you really have your own opinions!
"Cough, Junior Brother, you should tell me, but you should try to listen to Master." Mengqi didn't know how to respond, so he had to be vague.
Hearing this, Zhen Hui smiled brightly. "I knew you would praise me!"
"Senior Brother, after two years of seclusion, I've already opened Four Acupores and achieved primary success in Flower-pinching Finger. Master said that my progress in Flower-pinching Finger can be ranked in the top three among all the generations …" Zhen Hui looked at Mengqi with sparkling eyes, as if he was presenting a treasure.
Mengqi smiled happily and said, "Not bad, not bad. The Flower-pinching Finger is well-known for its difficulty, but you have achieved the primary level and opened four apertures at the age of sixteen. You are no worse than Zhen Ben, Zhen Miao, or even Senior Brother Zhen Chang. Of course, compared to me, you are still a little worse."
He shamelessly praised himself. His Junior Brother was someone he knew, so there was no need for him to hide his true nature.
Along the way, many monks craned their necks to look at Mengqi, a master ranked on the Ranking List of Young Masters who had been expelled from the temple and returned as a guest. But Xuan Ku, who had assigned Mengqi to the Chores Yard, did not appear. Unlike Xuan Kong, he was not a narrow-minded person, but rather a pedantic person who imposed what he thought was good on others and despised what he thought was wrong. Mengqi's return did not affect him at all, so he did what he had to do.
"Yes, compared to you, Senior Brother, I am still a lot worse." Zhen Hui nodded and admitted it honestly, which made Mengqi secretly happy. "If Master is not in isolation, he will always tell me about you in Jianghu. You fought with You Huanduo in Longxi, you fought with the heroes of Yedu with your saber, you narrowly defeated Wang Zai, the Right-guarding Sword, you fought hard in Maoling, and you defeated Five Emperors' Knives on the streets of Changchuan. You are really awesome and powerful!"
"Every time I told these stories to Zhen He and the others, they did not believe me. But later, Uncle Xuan Xin also told me the same story. Many Uncle Masters who went down the mountain also brought a copy of the Ranking List of Young Masters when they returned to the temple. Only then were they willing to apologize to me and understand that I did not lie …"
"Uncle Xuan Xin always bragged about himself. Every time he talked about your achievements, he deliberately made it vague and skipped over it …"
"Senior Brother Zhen Ben mastered seven supreme arts, but in his words, he said that he was biting off more than he could chew …"
As Zhen Hui rambled on, Shaolin Temple, which had been away for more than two years, suddenly became clear in Mengqi's mind. Who had changed and who had remained the same, all emerged in his mind. It really felt like yesterday was reliving it.
Mengqi smiled with a little emotion and teased, "Junior Brother, is it because you feel uncomfortable facing the wall and can't talk, so you are a little more naggy than before?"
Zhen Hui shook his head and said frankly, "I am just a little excited to see you, Senior Brother."
Speaking of this, he looked up at the dark blue sky and said, "Senior Brother, you used to tell me stories about Jianghu and the heroes. But in these two years, you have become a person in the stories …"
Since they met, this was the only sentence that could describe the passage of time.
Mengqi sighed and comforted Zhen Hui with a smile, "Junior Brother, when you open Six Acupores and break through Bronzemen Lane, you will also become a person in their stories. At that time, I will take you to eat and drink well."
"Okay!" Zhen Hui nodded with a bright smile.
The two chatted casually all the way through the main hall and the courtyard, and arrived at the small courtyard where Xuan Bei lived. After pouring a glass of water for Mengqi, Zhen Hui said cheerfully, "Senior Brother, I will go to the back of the mountain to ask Master to come back. Wait for me."
Not long after, Xuan Bei, who was wearing a yellow frock and a red cassock, descended from the sky with Zhen Hui. Golden lotuses bloomed under his feet.
"You still remember to come back to see me. Not bad, not bad." Xuan Bei looked very comforted.
He was still that middle-aged, melancholy monk with handsome features, somewhat similar to Mengqi's current appearance.
"It makes no sense if they are not relatives …" The appearance in his heart became clear. After reading the "birth mother's surname Tang" recorded in the secret file, Mengqi's association seemed to be confirmed.
He bowed down and said, "I am unfilial and have implicated Master."
"Don't worry. In the secular world, there will always be all kinds of tests. Losing the opportunity may not be a bad thing. The Way of Cause and Effect is hard to describe." Xuan Bei comforted Mengqi without a care. He helped him up and then sat down in the seat of honor. He sighed and said, "Zhen Ding, you are really stubborn. You refused to go back to the Su family in Luoyang even at death's door. You are exactly the same as your mother when she resolutely left home."
"So I am also on my uncle's side …" Mengqi criticized himself and said honestly, "Master, since I was sent to Shaolin, I have no relationship with the Su family in Luoyang. The only family I have left in the world are you and Junior Brother."
Xuan Bei did not know whether to laugh or cry, but he was somewhat comforted. "Well, it's better not to pay attention to it, lest you get involved in the affairs of Luoyang. Anyway, your mother died of illness."
At this time, Zhen Hui reacted and opened his eyes wide. "Master, you know Senior Brother's mother? Could it be, could it be … "
Before he finished his sentence, he was interrupted by Mengqi's cough. According to the melodramatic story he had told him, Mengqi was likely to say "illegitimate son". "Master is my mother's elder brother."
"Oh." Zhen Hui was a little disappointed. Things did not go according to the story …
Mengqi's face became solemn. "Master, I came back to the temple this time to visit you and tell you something important."
Hearing that it was important … Xuan Bei waved his hand vigilantly. Layers of glazed Buddha light appeared and wrapped the room. "Go ahead."
"I met a young man named Duan Rui in River East …" Mengqi told the whole story, including the nine postures, the existence of the monks behind the scenes, and the words "Do not enter this door for those who are kind and righteous" in the depths of the secret path. He said it was Duan Rui who told him.
Zhen Hui listened attentively and was a little surprised. It turned out that the death of Senior Brother Zhen Chang was not simple …
Xuan Bei listened seriously and said, "There are too few clues to figure out who is behind the scenes. But I will be more vigilant from now on. I will not be easily framed or stabbed in the back."
If a peak of the Exterior like him was alert and vigilant, even a Half-step to Dharmakaya would not be able to succeed.
After that, he thought for a while and said, "Due to the temple rules, I can't tell you some things. But I can be sure that the stone door is indeed in the depths of the secret path."
He found the secret path when he first found it.
Did the Shaolin Temple of the main world really have the words "Do not enter this door for those who are kind and righteous"? Mengqi felt more and more strange about the Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms …
Xuan Bei did not say much about it. First, it was because of the temple rules. An eminent monk like him would not find loopholes in the rules. Second, it was too early for Mengqi to meddle in this matter due to his limited strength.
He changed the topic. "The nine postures are actually Devil Kung Fu. I thought it was the first volume of Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture."
"Master, do you think so too?" Mengqi seemed to have found a "bosom friend".
"I became a monk halfway and chose the incomplete Mo-Ke Exorcism Punch, which meant that I gave up the choice of Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture. So I don't know much about the contents of the script. I only heard from several uncles that there are ninety-nine postures in the complete book of Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture. The first volume has about twelve or thirteen, with words, annotations and gatha." Xuan Bei told him all he knew.
Mengqi nodded. Anyway, he still had the appraisal of the Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms.
Xuan Bei did not mention the monks behind the scenes and Muscle-bone Strengthening Scripture again. He looked at Mengqi kindly. "At first, I wanted you to return to the Su family in Luoyang, so I didn't cause any trouble. I was afraid that you would conflict with the Su family's inherited skills. Now that you are traveling in Jianghu, I might as well teach you the skills I learned before I became a monk."
Mengqi was overjoyed and thanked him. He had another grandmaster-level skill. Even if he was not greedy and did not want to exchange it with the Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms, it was still useful as a stone from another mountain!
Xuan Bei smiled and said, "In the old days, I was known as the Seven Ultimate Hands, which were palm, finger, fist, claw, genuine Qi, seal, and body movement. You focus on the way of the blade and sword, and you mainly cultivate the physical strength, so you don't need to waste time on palm, finger, fist, claw, genuine Qi. You mainly practice acupoint and body movement. When you become a Peerless Master Pro and have children, you can teach this skill on behalf of me. Don't let it be passed on. I can't take away the things left by the predecessors and also break their Taoism …"
"The skill I practice is called the Seven True Scriptures, which is divided into seven chapters. The body movement is' Facing the Wind in the Void ', which is characterized by turning in mid-air once or twice during the enlightenment period. The seal is' God Trapping Body Locking Hand '. The enlightenment chapter belongs to the acupoint movement, which has another name,' Star God Acupoint Pressing Finger '…"
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