The sun was shining brightly, and the water was gurgling. A group of yellow-robed warrior monks guarded the entrance of the main road to the mountain. There were simple inns, markets and other things nearby, forming a noisy place.
"This place is very similar to your mountain gate …" Qi Zhengyan slightly frowned and said to Mengqi.
Mengqi had never left the mountain, so he didn't know what the foot of the mountain of his own sect looked like. He could only shake his head and said, "I fainted halfway and was carried up the mountain by an old servant. I have never seen the mountain gate."
This was the truth. It was because of the coma of the owner of this body that he could come here.
"I have seen it when I followed the elders of my sect to Shaolin Temple. The layout of the terrain is basically the same." Although Qi Zhengyan didn't say anything, he looked a little confused. Since it was two different worlds, why were they so similar? Moreover, the Shaolin Temple in his own world was on Mount Liantai, but here was Mount Shaohua. They were not the same mountains at all.
Mengqi thought for a while and said, "I will know when we go up the mountain. But if the layout of the buildings is the same, it doesn't mean anything. According to the Dominator of Samsara in Six Realms, there are as many worlds of Samsara as there are stars in the sky. It is not surprising that there are occasional coincidences. After all, they are all Buddhist forests."
Behind them, Little Zi listened to them listlessly. Xiang Hui's face was injured by a knife, which hurt the bridge of his nose and muscles. Every time he opened his mouth, he would feel pain. He didn't flatter Meng Qi like he did a few days ago. He half covered his face and groaned from time to time.
Qi Zhengyan, who didn't understand why, nodded and walked to the monks guarding the mountain with Mengqi. He said calmly, "Masters, we have important news to report to your sect's His Abbotship."
"May I know what news it is? Now that the war is in chaos, we dare not let people go up the mountain. "The leading monk put his palms together and asked in a neither servile nor overbearing manner.
Mengqi said solemnly, "May I know your name, Master?"
"My Dharma name is De Guang." The leading monk smiled. "May I know your Dharma name, Junior Brother?"
He had gotten closer to her.
After reporting his Dharma name, Mengqi said succinctly, "General Duo Ercha wants to lead his experts and troops to destroy your sect. With the help of righteous men, we found out about this matter and obtained a list of your sect's spies. This is a matter of great importance, and it is inconvenient for me to say it out loud. Please inform your sect's His Abbotship."
De Guang frowned. "Junior Brother Zhen Ding, did you split up?"
"Yes, Senior Brother. Has the other route arrived?" Mengqi asked in surprise.
"Yes, two female benefactors and two male benefactors." De Guang didn't hide anything. "This matter has already been spread out. The monks and benefactors of the nearby sects have all rushed over to help. They are currently gathering at the inn nearby."
Mengqi nodded with a smile on his face. He was in a very good mood. It was good that Zhang Yuanshan and Jiang Zhiwei were fine. In the World of Samsara, the most difficult people to meet were the disciples of the upright sects who had a bottom line. If they were killed, there was a high chance that they would meet the cruel and merciless ones in the future. Not to mention that they were already friends.
De Guang put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha. "Namo Amitabha. This is the time of life and death for our sect. We dare not let people into the mountain at will, for fear that there are spies. Junior Brother, please stay at the inn nearby. After I ask His Abbotship, I will come back to invite you."
Hearing his sincerity and frankness, Mengqi and Qi Zhengyan had no objection. After returning the salute, they walked to the inn nearby. There were many Shaolin monks, many guests, and many farmers selling vegetables. The foot of the mountain had spontaneously formed a place to stay, which was similar to many sects.
"Since Lady Jiang and Senior Brother Zhang are here, our importance has been greatly reduced. No wonder they don't value us." Mengqi casually complained.
Qi Zhengyan didn't agree with Mengqi. He looked up at the sky and said, "There is still half a day left. We should be able to enter the temple in time."
"There won't be any more trouble, will there …" Before finishing his words, Mengqi shut his mouth in case he jinxed it.
"Haha, you are also here to help Shaolin?" At this time, a rough-looking man came near the inn and asked Mengqi and others with a hearty laugh.
Mengqi smiled and said, "Yes."
"So are we. Since yesterday, when we heard that the barbarians and man-eating demons were going to besiege Shaolin, all the righteous people have come here." The man pointed to himself and said, "I am Wei Wuji of Heluo. I haven't asked for your names yet."
When he mentioned his name, Wei Wuji straightened his back as if he was ready to accept the surprised gazes. Obviously, he was quite famous.
Mengqi quietly curled his lips and thought, "How do I know who you are? Don't act like I'm famous and you should come and worship me."
Except for Duo Ercha, Mengqi really didn't know who they were, so he deliberately ignored Wei Wuji's gaze and introduced them with a smile.
Wei Wuji looked a little embarrassed, but then he returned to normal and said with a smile, "My friends, you seem to have broken through the siege after a bloody battle? This girl, it seems, doesn't seem to know martial arts? "
His doubts were normal, and Mengqi didn't mind. If it were him, he would also have similar doubts, but he might not say it face to face.
After thinking for a moment, he nodded and said, "On our way here, we met several barbarian masters and finally broke through."
After that, he pointed to Little Zi and said, "This is Senior Brother Qi's fiancée. Although she is weak, she is willing to give up the stability of her family and come with us to share life and death with Senior Brother Qi."
"Clang!" The long sword in Qi Zhengyan's hand fell to the ground, and then he looked at Mengqi with a complicated look, as if he was blaming and angry. Little Zi didn't know what was going on and looked confused.
Mengqi quietly spread out his hands and thought, "I can't say that she is the fiancée of a monk, can I?
Hehe, who in this world can compete with me when it comes to the ability to make up melodramatic stories? "
Wei Wuji nodded approvingly and said, "Brother Qi, you can win the heart of such a affectionate and righteous beauty, which really makes me envious. I feel like we are old friends at first sight. Why don't I treat everyone to a cup of wine and clean clothes?"
"This is the generous hero of Jianghu?" Mengqi thought to himself. However, this place was close to Shaolin Temple, so there shouldn't be too much danger. So he pointed with his finger and said, "Then I will accept."
"Haha, Master Zhen Ding, you are a generous man." Wei Wuji laughed loudly and made a gesture of invitation.
On the way to the inn, Mengqi naturally seized the opportunity to inquire about the nearby situation from Wei Wuji, so that he could find Jiang Zhiwei and the others.
"As soon as the news came out, the whole Heluo Wulin was boiling. Under the call of many virtuous heroes, many friends came to Shaolin Temple to help, including the young master of Luohe Sect, Lin Biexue …" Wei Wuji said in high spirits, as if Duo Ercha's masters and army were about to be destroyed.
Mengqi smiled casually and said, "Among these virtuous heroes, Master Wei is probably one of them?"
Wei Wuji smiled proudly and said, "I don't deserve it. I'm just a follower. Alas, I've been practicing martial arts for 30 years, but I've barely touched the door of the Primordial Realm. Compared with Lin Biexue, a genius who has broken through to the Primordial Realm before 30, I'm far behind."
Primordial Realm? Mengqi and Qi Zhengyan looked at each other. Was there a difference between the division of the realms here and their own world?
"But this time …" Wei Wuji's expression suddenly became a little dazed, as if he had thought of something unbelievable.
Mengqi looked at him strangely and stepped into the door of the shabby inn with him.
Inside the inn, it was crowded. Not only were the tables full, but many places were also full of people standing.
"Is it really so lively?" Wei Wuji pulled over a young and beautiful girl and asked in confusion.
The chivalrous girl pointed to the corner and said with awe and admiration, "Young Master Zhang has come down. He is drinking tea and discussing wine with Lin Biexue."
"Young Master Zhang?" Wei Wuji's expression changed into the same respect and awe.
Following the girl's finger, Mengqi looked over and saw a rare quiet place in the inn.
In the corner, there was a square table. Two men sat opposite each other, with wine cups and teapots and other things in front of them.
One of the men was mature and elegant with a smile on his face. The other was dressed in a Zhenwu Taoist robe. He had a high nose, was energetic, and was handsome and masculine. It was Mengqi's acquaintance, Zhang Yuanshan.
Around them, the passing guests unconsciously left an open space, which seemed unusually quiet.
"Young Master Zhang?" Mengqi repeated Wei Wuji's question, but the meaning was completely different.
Wei Wuji turned to look at Mengqi and nodded gently. "Young Master Zhang is a disciple of a hermit master. It's his first time in Jianghu. It's normal that you don't know him."
"Oh?" Meng Qi took the opportunity to find out what had happened to Zhang Yuanshan and the others. He pretended to be curious about what had happened to them.
Wei Wuji once again looked at Zhang Yuanshan in awe and said, "Childe Zhang is chivalrous and righteous. Unlike us, you have not only broken through to the Innate Realm before the age of twenty, but for the sake of Shaolin Temple, you have braved many obstacles to come here to deliver the news."
"Does the Primordial Realm here refer to the enlightenment of the Apertures?" Mengqi nodded slightly. It was possible. According to what Jiang Zhiwei and others occasionally said, after reaching the advanced level of Qi-cultivation, one could exhale a mouthful of turbid Qi and return to a newborn baby to cultivate the Interior Realm and open the Inborn Divine Apertures.
"Among the masters who intercepted them, there was' Dominator Heluo 'Guan Haoran. He had been in the Primordial Realm for 20 years and was one of the top masters in the world. Unfortunately, he was old and muddled. He betrayed his clan and left the country. He became a lackey of the barbarians and was finally killed by Young Master Zhang."
The heroine next to him nodded heavily and said with her cheeks flushed, "It happened at the entrance of Guanhe Town. Many Jianghu people witnessed it and were all shocked by Young Master Zhang's strength. His prestige has been spread all over Heluo."
"Although Guan Haoran is old and weak, he is still a Primordial Master, which shows how terrifying Young Master Zhang is. What's more terrifying is that he is only nineteen years old. Alas, I feel that I have lived the first half of my life like a dog." Wei Wuji laughed at himself, feeling a little depressed.
"Yes, I'm afraid only a talent like Young Master Lin can be friends with Young Master Zhang. The disciple of a Supermundane Master is really extraordinary." Jianghu people passing by also sighed.
Wei Wuji touched his chin and restrained other emotions. He said with respect and fear, "We'd better go to the other side to avoid disturbing Young Master Zhang and Young Master Lin. You, you …"
Before his voice died away, he saw the little monk in front of him walking straight to where Young Master Zhang and Young Master Lin were. He couldn't call him back.
Wasn't he being too rash? Even if he wanted to meet a master, he would be disgusted.
At the square table, Lin Biexue took a sip of wine and said, "Thirty-year-old Luo River Wine, mellow and fragrant."
Zhang Yuanshan returned a sip and nodded, "It's really extraordinary."
"Alas, there are not many days left for us to enjoy tea and wine in peace. The world is in chaos, and even Shaolin has to go through the fire of knives. I don't know when we can enjoy peace." Lin Biexue sighed softly.
Zhang Yuan Shan smiled and took a sip of his tea. "The way of the world is to decline from the height of prosperity, and to live from death. Although the Barbarian Tribe is strong, there will be a day when they will decline. We must maintain our useful bodies as seeds of recovery."
Lin Biexue was stunned for a moment and then laughed, "You are indeed a disciple of a reclusive Taoist sect …"
All of a sudden, his smile disappeared, replaced by a dignified expression. That was because he saw a dirty little monk casually walking toward him.
"Who are you?" He asked slowly with such a strong aura that ordinary Jianghu people did not dare to approach him. It also made Wei Wuji feel a little nervous. After all, this was someone he brought in.
However, he saw the little monk sit down indifferently and take a cup in front of Zhang Yuanshan. He poured a cup of liquor and said casually, "Cheers first."
Zhang Yuanshan smiled and did not stop him. Instead, he picked up another cup and poured a cup of tea.
"Ah?" Seeing Zhang Yuanshan's performance, Wei Wuji and the chivalrous woman next to him all froze. "This seemingly embarrassed little monk is an old acquaintance of Young Master Zhang? Is he also a disciple of a reclusive sect? "
Lin Biexue, who was about to get angry, was stunned and smiled again. He picked up his cup and clinked it with Mengqi's.
The expressions of the Jianghu people around who did not know what was going on became very interesting. They all guessed which famous master this was.
"Cough, cough, cough." After drinking the liquor, Mengqi felt a line of fire burning from his throat to his stomach. He could not help coughing.
"Damn, I forgot that this is not the original body tested by alcohol!"
At this time, a cup of tea appeared in front of Mengqi. He drank it without thinking and finally stopped the discomfort of his tumbling stomach.
"Junior Brother Zhen Ding, not to mention the commandments, you should not be so reckless when drinking for the first time." Zhang Yuanshan said gently. Obviously, he had guessed that this body of Mengqi had no experience of drinking. It was not difficult to guess. Generally, people from big families had strict family education, and they were sent to Shaolin at a young age. How could they have the opportunity to drink?
After Mengqi stopped coughing, he smiled and played with the cup. "How can I understand the value and necessity of commandments if I don't know the taste of liquor?"
"Well, there can be no construction without destruction." Zhang Yuanshan echoed without much care.
"Where is Lady Jiang?" Mengqi looked solemn.
Zhang Yuanshan said with a bitter smile, "Junior Sister Jiang is impatient to socialize and is resting upstairs."
"This is?" Lin Biexue could not help but ask.
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