Chapter 32 Reunion

The scorching sun was shining, the water was gurgling, and a group of yellow-robed monks were guarding the entrance to the main road up the mountain. There were simple inns, markets and other things nearby, creating a noisy place.

"This place is very similar to your mountain gate..." Qi Zhengyan frowned slightly and said to Meng Qi.

Meng Qi had not yet gone down the mountain and did not know what the foot of his sect was like. He could only shake his head and said: "I fell into a coma halfway and was carried up the mountain by an old servant. I have never seen the mountain gate."

This is true. It was precisely because of the coma of the owner of the body that he was able to travel through time.

"I saw it when I went to Shaolin with the elders of the sect. The terrain layout is basically the same." Although Qi Zhengyan didn't say much, there was a bit of confusion on his face. Since they are two worlds, why are they so similar? Moreover, the Shaolin Temple in my own world is in Liantai Mountain, but here is Shaohua Mountain, which is not the same mountain range at all.

Meng Qi thought for a while and said: "I will understand it once I get up the mountain. However, if the layout of the buildings is just the same, it does not explain anything. According to the 'Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation', the world of reincarnation is as numerous as the sky full of stars. Occasionally, there are It’s a coincidence, it’s not surprising, after all, it’s a Buddhist Zen forest.”

Xiao Zi, who was behind them, was listening to them with a slightly depressed spirit. Xiang Hui, who had been stabbed in the face, injured the bridge of his nose and muscles, and it was painful when he opened his mouth. Covering his face, he moaned from time to time.

Qi Zhengyan, who didn't understand why, nodded, walked up to the monk guarding the mountain with Meng Qi, and said calmly: "Masters, I have important news to report to the abbot of your sect."

"I wonder what the news is? Nowadays, the war is in chaos and we dare not let people go up the mountain at will." The leading monk clasped his hands and asked in a neither humble nor overbearing tone.

Meng Qi said solemnly: "I don't know who the Master is?"

"The poor monk's dharma name is Deguang." The leading monk showed a smile, "Dare I ask my junior brother's dharma name?"

He was close.

After Meng Qi reported his name, he said concisely and concisely: "General Duo Ercha wants to lead his masters and troops to destroy the noble sect. With the help of righteous men, we found out about the matter and obtained the list of traitors of the noble sect. It is of great importance. , It is inconvenient to say it clearly, but I would like to ask my senior brother to report it to the abbot of your sect.”

Deguang frowned: "Junior Brother Zhending, are you divided into two groups?"

"That's right, senior brother, has the other journey arrived?" Meng Qi asked in surprise.

"Yes, there are two female donors and two male donors." Deguang did not hide anything. "This matter has been spread. The lay donors from nearby sects have come to help and are gathering at the nearby inn."

Meng Qi nodded with a smile on his face, feeling extremely comfortable. As long as nothing happened to Zhang Yuanshan and Jiang Zhiwei, the most difficult thing to encounter in the world of reincarnation is this kind of well-known and decent disciple with a bottom line. If they are killed, there is a high chance that they will encounter them in the future. Those who are cruel or cruel, let alone those who have a good relationship with them, are already considered friends.

De Guang clasped his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Namo Amitabha. This is the time when the life and death of the sect is at stake. We dare not let people into the mountain at will for fear of being mixed with spies. I also ask my junior brothers to stay at the inn next to me and wait for me. I have asked Master Abbot for instructions and will invite you again."

Hearing what he said so sincerely and frankly, Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan had no objection. After returning the courtesy, they walked to the inn next to them - there were many Shaolin monks, many guests and farmers selling vegetables, and a crowd formed spontaneously at the foot of the mountain. The place to stay is similar to many sects.

"Miss Jiang and Senior Brother Zhang have arrived. Our importance has been greatly reduced. No wonder they don't pay attention to us." Meng Qi complained casually.

Qi Zhengyan did not agree with Meng Qi, but raised his head and looked at the sky: "There is still half a day until the time limit, so I should have time to enter the temple."

"There won't be any more trouble..." Meng Qi closed his mouth before he finished speaking to avoid the crow's mouth.

"Haha, how many of you are here to help Shaolin?" At this time, a rough-looking man walked near the inn and asked Meng Qi and others with a hearty laugh.

Meng Qi smiled and said: "Exactly."

"So are we. Ever since we heard yesterday that the barbarian cannibal demons were going to encircle Shaolin, righteous people from all over the world have come here one after another." The big man pointed at himself, "I am Heluo Wei Wuji. I haven't asked for the names of a few of my friends yet."

When his name was mentioned, Wei Wuji straightened his back, as if he was preparing to receive a surprised look. It was obvious that his reputation was not small.

Meng Qi curled his lips quietly, "How do I know who you are? Don't act like I'm famous, come and worship me."

Except for Duoercha, Meng Qi really didn't know who was who, so he deliberately ignored Wei Wuji's gaze and introduced them with a smile.

Wei Wuji's face looked slightly embarrassed, but he soon became normal and said with a smile: "Friends, it seems that you broke through after a bloody battle? This girl, it seems, doesn't know any martial arts?"

His doubts were normal, and Meng Qi was not surprised. If he were himself, he would also have similar doubts, but he might not say them face to face.

After pondering for a moment, he nodded: "On the way here, I met several barbarian masters and finally broke through."

After saying that, he pointed at Xiao Zi: "This is Senior Brother Qi's fiancée. Although she has no power to tie a chicken, she has a feeling of adversity. She gave up the peace of her family and voluntarily came with us to share life and death with Senior Brother Qi."

Suddenly, the long sword in Qi Zhengyan's hand fell to the ground, and then he glanced at Meng Qi with complicated eyes, as if he was condemning but also angry, while Xiao Zi had not yet figured out the situation, and looked confused.

Meng Qi quietly spread his hands. You can't say that she is the fiancée of this monk, right?

Hehe, when it comes to the ability to make up bloody stories, who in this world can compete with me?

Wei Wuji nodded approvingly: "Brother Qi can win the affection of such a loving and righteous beauty, which really makes me envious. I hit it off with a few of you, why don't you treat me to a favor and treat everyone to a drink and a change of clean clothes?"

Is this the heroic hero in the world? Meng Qi silently cursed, but this place is close to Shaolin, so there shouldn't be much danger, so he pointed his hand: "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

"Haha, Master Zhending, you are quite a generous person." Wei Wuji laughed loudly and made an invitation gesture.

On the way to the inn, Meng Qi naturally took the opportunity to ask Wei Wuji for information about the area in order to find Jiang Zhiwei and others.

"As soon as the news came out, the entire Heluo Wulin was in an uproar. Under the call of a highly respected hero, many friends came to Shaolin to help, including Lin Biexue, the young master of the Luohe Sect..." Wei Wuji looked cheerful. Said Feiyang, it seems that Doercha's masters and army are about to be wiped out.

Meng Qi smiled casually and said: "Is it possible that among these highly respected heroes, you are Wei Daxia?"

Wei Wuji smiled condescendingly: "I can't do it, I can't do it. I'm just attached to my predecessor's tail. Alas, I have been studying martial arts for thirty years, but I can only touch the gate of innateness. Compared with Master Lin, who is under thirty, He has already broken through to innate genius, and the difference is incalculable."

innate? Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan looked at each other. Is the division of realms here different from their own world?

"But this time..." Wei Wuji's expression suddenly became a little confused, as if he remembered something unbelievable.

Meng Qi gave him a strange look and stepped into the door of the simple inn with him.

The inn was crowded with people. Not only were all the tables filled, but many places were also filled with people.

"Is it really so lively?" Wei Wuji pulled over a young and beautiful girl and asked doubtfully.

The chivalrous woman pointed to the corner and said with a mixture of awe and admiration: "Master Zhang has come down and is enjoying tea and wine with Mr. Lin."

"Master Zhang?" Wei Wuji's expression changed, and he was equally respectful and fearful.

Following the girl's finger, Meng Qi looked over and saw the rare purity in the inn.

In the corner, there was a square table. Two men sat opposite each other, with wine glasses, teapots and other items in front of them.

One of the men was mature and elegant, with a smile on his face, and the other was wearing a Zhenwu Taoist robe, with a straight nose, full of vitality, handsome and masculine, and he was clearly Zhang Yuanshan, an acquaintance of Meng Qi.

Around the two of them, the guests who came and went subconsciously left an open space, which seemed extremely clean.

"Master Zhang?" Meng Qi repeated Wei Wuji's question, but the meaning was completely different.

Wei Wuji turned to look at Meng Qi, nodded gently and said, "Master Zhang is a hermit and an expert. It's his first time walking around the world. You don't know it's normal."

"Oh?" Meng Qi happened to take the opportunity to find out what happened to Zhang Yuanshan and others, so as not to know about the problem, so he acted curious.

Wei Wuji once again looked at Zhang Yuanshan in awe and said: "Master Zhang is a brave man with a brave heart and righteousness. He is different from the common people like us. Not only did he break through to innateness before he was twenty, but he also wore stars and moons to fight through many interceptions for the sake of Shaolin. Come and report."

Innate here refers to enlightenment? Meng Qi nodded slightly. It was possible. According to what Jiang Zhiwei and the others occasionally said, after accumulating qi, they would exhale a breath of turbid qi and return to an innocent baby to cultivate the inner world and open the innate divine orifices.

"And among the masters who intercepted and killed them was 'Zhenhe Luo' Guan Haoran. He had been in Xiantian for twenty years and was one of the best in the world. Unfortunately, he was old and confused, betrayed his clan and left the country, and became a lackey of the barbarians. He was eventually killed by Zhang The young master will kill him."

The heroine next to her nodded heavily, her cheeks flushed and said: "This incident happened at the entrance of Guanhe Town. Many fellow Jianghu people witnessed it and were shocked by Master Zhang's strength. His reputation has spread throughout Heluo."

"Although Guan Haoran is old and frail, he is also an innate master. This shows how terrifying Mr. Zhang is. What's even more terrifying is that he is only nineteen years old. Alas, I feel like I have lived like a dog for the first half of my life." Wei Wuji laughed at himself. In a word, it's quite frustrating.

"Yes, I'm afraid only a talented person like Mr. Lin can have a relationship with Mr. Zhang. A disciple of an outsider is really extraordinary." The people in the world who passed by also sighed.

Wei Wuji touched his chin, suppressed other emotions, and said with respect and fear: "I'll go to the other side and squeeze in, so as not to disturb Young Master Zhang and Master Lin, you, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the young monk in front of him walking blankly towards Mr. Zhang and Master Lin, unable to call him back.

He is too reckless! Even if you want to get to know an expert, you will be disgusted by this.

At the square table, Lin Bie Xue picked up the wine glass and took a sip: "Thirty years of Luohe wine, mellow and fragrant."

Zhang Yuanshan retorted and nodded: "It is indeed extraordinary."

"Alas, our time is running out when we can sip tea and discuss wine in peace. The world is in chaos. Even Shaolin has to go through a fire. I don't know when or when we will be able to enjoy peace." Lin Bie Xue sighed softly. Take a breath.

Zhang Yuanshan smiled and took a sip of tea: "The way of the world is to prosper and then decline. Life is born in death. Although the barbarians are strong, they will eventually decline. We must remain useful as seeds for recovery."

Lin Bie Xue was stunned for a moment, then laughed: "As expected of a Taoist disciple from the hidden world..."

Suddenly, his smile disappeared because he saw a dirty little monk walking over casually.

"Who are you?" He asked slowly and calmly, with such a strong aura that ordinary people in the world would not dare to approach him. It also made Wei Wuji faintly uneasy. After all, this was the person he brought in.

However, he saw that the little monk sat down without any care, took a cup from Zhang Yuanshan without any courtesy, poured a glass of strong liquor, and casually said: "Drink first as a sign of respect."

Zhang Yuanshan smiled, did not stop him, but 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 froze their expressions. Is this seemingly embarrassed little monk an old acquaintance of Mr. Zhang? Is he also a disciple of a hidden sect?

Lin Biexue, who was about to get angry, was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, picked up the wine glass, and clinked it with Meng Qi.

The expressions of the people around who didn't know what was going on became extremely exciting, and they all guessed which famous master this was.

Cough cough cough, after Meng Qi drank the strong liquor, he felt a line of fire burning from his throat to his stomach, and couldn't help coughing.

Oops, I forgot that this was not the original body tested by alcohol!

At this time, a cup of tea appeared in front of Meng Qi, so he picked it up and drank it without thinking, finally stopping the discomfort in his stomach.

"Brother Zhending, let's not talk about the discipline. You shouldn't be so reckless when drinking for the first time." Zhang Yuanshan said gently. Obviously, he had guessed that Meng Qi's body had no experience of drinking before. This was not difficult to guess. Generally, people from big families have strict family education, and they were sent to the forest at a young age. How could they have the opportunity to drink?

After stopping coughing, Meng Qi smiled and played with the wine glass and said, "If you don't know the taste of strong liquor, how can I understand the value and necessity of discipline."

"Well, there is no creation without destruction." Zhang Yuanshan echoed without much concern.

"Where is Miss Jiang?" Meng Qi looked solemn.

Zhang Yuanshan smiled bitterly and said, "Junior Sister Jiang is impatient to socialize and is resting upstairs."

"Who is this?" Lin Biexue couldn't help asking.