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Meng Qi suddenly turned over and sat up, panting for breath, just now he had a nightmare, dreaming that his identity was exposed, and he was slapped to death by the abbot who had obtained the golden body of Luohan.

Although he had never seen the abbot, the dream was so clear that he trembled when he woke up.

"Where is this......" Suddenly, a crisp female voice with a hint of caution entered Meng Qi's ears.

Who? How could there be a woman in the meditation room? Meng Qi was shocked, looked left and right, and was stunned on the spot, where is this still his own meditation room!

This is a square paved with stones similar to white marble, the center is empty, and around it is a circle of statues of dragons, phoenixes, Kui Niu, Pixiu and other immortal birds and beasts, and next to him, Jiang Zhiwei, the girl of the Sword Washing Pavilion who I saw yesterday, Zhang Yuanshan, a disciple of the True Martial Sect, and Qing Jingzheng, the descendant of the Xuantian Sect, looked around with a puzzled face.

Meng Qi struggled to stand up, looking at this qiē with the same puzzlement, he didn't understand what was going on, he was sleeping in the meditation room in a good manner, how could he come here, and meet these talented disciples of various sects, could he still be dreaming?

Suddenly, Qingjing's angry face appeared in front of Meng Qi's eyes, his eyebrows flew, and he roared angrily: "What do you Shaolin want to do?

Meng Qi didn't understand what he was talking about at all, and looked at him more and more blankly.

"Qingjing, don't rush to conclusions first, then check the back of the statue, and then look at the exhibition. Zhang Yuanshan maintained a calm attitude.

Jiang Zhi frowned slightly and said, "The little monk is just a miscellaneous monk, even if this matter is related to Shaolin, he will not know it, so why bother him? Moreover, I don't think we have anything worthy of Shaolin's scheme." ”

Qing Jing waved his right hand angrily: "Isn't it obvious? Shaolin has time to hear that this 6 Earth Immortal who has obtained the 'Golden Body of the Dragon Arhat', who can hide his Tianyan Tong and Tian'er Tong, and quietly take us away from the Shaolin Temple and from the elders? I really can't think of any other possibility than for him to do it himself!"

"I, I'm not in Shaolin......" At this time, a cowering man came out from behind a statue, about thirty years old, with a strong body and a rugged beard.

"Who else? Friends came out to see Zhang Yuanshan in Zhenwu. Zhang Yuanshan was stunned at first, and then said loudly.

"Senior Brother Zhang, it turns out that you are also here. Two people walked out from behind the different statues, one was a tall girl with a white handkerchief on her head, her skin was wheat-colored, and the other was an ordinary young man with a calm expression and a very solemn expression.

Zhang Yuanshan was silent for a moment, and his expression became more solemn: "It turned out to be Senior Sister Qi Xia of the Dajiang Gang, and you also woke up here after falling asleep?"

Jiang Zhi paced to Meng Qi's side slightly, and said thoughtfully: "She is the youngest daughter of Qi Yuantong, the deputy leader of the Dajiang Gang, and she also came to Shaolin this time. ”

"I don't know ......" Meng Qi could only answer honestly, countless thoughts tumbling in his mind, and he began to guess what had happened to him and the others.

"Yes, but we woke up behind the stone statue, and we heard someone talking here, and we didn't dare to come out to meet us for a while. Qi Xia Dai frowned tightly and pointed at the lewd man, "I'm afraid that Qingjing's guess is wrong, this is the incense master of my Dajiang Gang, Jiang Zuoyan's family has no words, he didn't follow us to Shaolin, and he should still be in Jiangdong Maoling at this time." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, Third Miss, I, I just won a big win in Maoling Tianzi No. 1 Casino, and I found a few popular fans to sing, but after I woke up, I was in this inexplicable place!"

Jiang Zhi chuckled slightly, I don't know whether to introduce Meng Qi, or say to herself: "Wordless generation, and the head of the 'Zombie Fist' Yan Wuself are cousins, with such a high seniority, but only a fragrant master in the Dajiang Gang, it seems that it is not for nothing......"

Qingjing frowned, walked in front of Yan Wujiang in two or three steps, and asked: "You bad gambler, you must be a lie on weekdays, how can you prove that what you say is true?"

He still stands by his opinion.

Yan Wujian's lips moved a few times: "You, you can go to the Maoling Tianzi No. 1 Casino to ask if Lao Tzu has just won two thousand one hundred taels of silver!"

He relied on the presence of the third lady and gradually calmed down a little.

"Who is this?" Zhang Yuanshan frowned, turned his head and asked the ordinary man who didn't see a smile.

Jiang Zhi took a step forward abruptly, and her two good-looking eyebrows locked lightly: "This brother, I seem to have seen you?

This man in a green coat and a small hat, in his early twenties, did not have the spirit and desire to try at this age, his face seemed to be wearing an iron mask, and there was no other expression other than heaviness, he nodded lightly: "I can remember that Miss Mengjiang is very honored, Qi Mou, under is Qi Zhengyan, an ordinary disciple of the Huanhua Sword Sect, and this time he came to Shaolin with him." ”

Zhang Yuanshan patted his left hand with his right hand, revealing obvious puzzlement for the first time, this time the matter is really too strange, there are not only the future pillars of the four factions, but also ordinary disciples and lowly martial arts incense masters, and even miscellaneous monks who sweep the floor and do chores, it is really difficult to see the selection criteria.

Jiang Zhi pursed her lips slightly, her tall and small nose wrinkled, and said with a wry smile: "I originally thought that this time it was for the disciples of various factions who came to Shaolin, who knew that there was still Lord Yanxiang ......"

Qing Jing sneered: "Regardless of whether the people present have anything in common or not, how many of them can take us away from Shaolin quietly?" Hmph, the Kongwen Divine Monk, the third in the Heavenly List, even if he has obtained the 'Pure Yang Dao Body' Chong and his predecessors, he can't do this!"

He still pointed the finger at Shaolin, but he couldn't figure out why the other party did such a strange thing.

While!

A melodious bell rang, causing everyone to look towards the center of Baiyu Square.

"Welcome to the world of reincarnation!"

"There are endless dangers here, but you can also get the qiē you want from here!"

The grand and cold voice floated along with the bell, and Meng Qi frowned when he heard it, it seemed that he had probably seen or heard of such a situation.

"Who's coming out!" Qingjing strained under his feet, rushing towards the center as fast as a galloping horse, but it was empty and there was nothing.

"You can call me 'Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation'. The voice continued.

Meng Qi subconsciously looked sideways, and just saw Jiang Zhiwei and Zhang Yuanshan's eyes were bright and shining, like purple lightning bursting in the dark, looking at the source of the sound intently and seriously.

Then, they looked at each other and shook their heads.

Meng Qi's heart sank, couldn't they find the source of the voice?

Qingjing pressed the handle of the knife on his waist with his right hand, stopped there, and said loudly, "What are you trying to do with us?"

The grand and cold voice said: "The world turns, you will experience one world after another, complete the tasks of my cloth, accumulate good deeds, and good deeds can be exchanged for what you want, whether it is peerless martial arts, divine weapons and immortal weapons, or longevity elixirs, heaven and earth treasures, as long as you have heard of it, it is all here, and what you don't know, there are also here!"

"And with each completed mission, you will return to your own world, waiting for the next cycle to begin. ”

Meng Qi's mouth was half open, like a carp starved of oxygen, this, isn't this an infinite flow? Am I not in the world of Xianxia martial arts? This style of painting is wrong!

"Get the one you want?" Kiyoshi sneered, scoffing at the "mystery man" rhetoric.

He was born in the "Xuantian Sect", which is known as the Heavenly Emperor's Dao system, and he is well-informed about the secrets of divine skills and rare treasures, and he doesn't believe that this inexplicable "Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation" can collect all those legendary things, after all, some of them are in his own sect!

The "Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation" did not speak, and a curtain of light fell from the high white jade dome, with the words "Peerless Divine Skill Spectrum" written on the top, and the first line below it clearly read:

"The full book of "The Palm of the Gods", the price of huàn: one million good deeds. ”

"Rulai Divine Palm ......" The people present, who has not heard of this peerless divine skill? They all gasped, you must know that there are two factions in the great martial arts sects in the world that use their incomplete moves as the foundation of the temple!

Meng Qi's heart became hot unconsciously, and he temporarily forgot about the problem of "the painting style is wrong".

Then, Jiang Zhi's voice implicitly read out the second line excitedly: ""The Seven Swords of Intercepting the Heavens", lacking the third and sixth forms, the price of huàn: 750,000 good deeds." ”

Zhang Yuanshan's fists clenched quietly, the two fundamental divine skills of the True Martial Sect were derived from the seventh style of "Dao Annihilation Dao Sheng" in "Seven Swords of Intercepting the Heavens".

Qing Jing was shocked at first, and then sneered: "Lack of the third and sixth swords, don't you have everything......

As he spoke, his laughter grew lower, and this way of marking what was missing was more convincing than directly writing everything, as if there was something missing!

"Only the third and sixth sword ...... are missing" Jiang Zhi squirmed her lips slightly, and her bright and brilliant face bloomed with dazzling brilliance, as if the pursuit of "Seven Swords of Intercepting the Sky" was her biggest dream.

The founding patriarch of the Sword Washing Pavilion also had the first type of "Seven Swords of Intercepting the Sky" by chance, "Cutting the Dao to see me", and only then did he create the "Taishang Sword Sutra", a sword mastery that directly points to the realm of the Dao Body and the Dharma Body, and can condense the "Taishang Dao Body", and before he sat down, he said "very regrettable" three times in a row for not being able to see the remaining six styles of the "Seven Swords of Intercepting the Sky".

Meng Qi swallowed his saliva with difficulty, his gaze moved down, and he saw a familiar name again: "The whole book of "** Xuan Gong", at the price of huàn, 950,000 good deeds." ”

"'**Xuan Gong', why haven't I heard of it?" Qingjing seemed to forget his ridicule of the "Lord of the Six Realms of Reincarnation", and muttered to himself suspiciously.

Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan, Qi Xia and the others all shook their heads, indicating that they had not heard of it either.

And Meng Qi was shouting frantically in his heart:

"**Xuangong?**Xuangong!"

Many of the martial arts at the back of this page are legends that Jiang Zhiwei and others have heard of, such as "Demon Emperor Canon", "Golden Book of the Human Emperor", "Phoenix Bathing Fire Recipe", etc., and also have the root of some sects, such as "Heavenly Emperor Jade Book", "Zhenwu Seven Interception Sutra", "Taishang Sword Sutra" and so on.

Moreover, except for the "Heavenly Emperor's Jade Book", which is missing the middle volume, and the "Golden Book of the Human Emperor" is missing the third page, the others are all written in the whole book!

"It turned out to be the whole ......" Zhang Yuanshan's eyes narrowed slightly, and Jiang Zhiwei also pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword.

As proud disciples of the sect, seeing that their own fundamental divine skills were listed here, they were naturally upset.

Under normal circumstances, for those who covet their own sect's martial arts, the major sects have always never let go, even if they chase to the ends of the earth, they must be removed.

Meng Qi is not a qualified Shaolin disciple, and he doesn't feel deeply about this, but is shocked by the bottom few martial arts that he is "familiar with", such as "Heavenly Demon Slayer Strategy", "Heavenly Treasure Jian", "Holy Demon Yuan Fetus" and so on.

The lowest price of the divine skills on this page is 150,000 yuan of the "Yijin Sutra", and the highest is 1 million of several peerless studies such as "Rulai Divine Palm", which makes people's blood boil.