Chapter Thirty-Seven: Yi Bo Yuntian belongs to Xiao Meng

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What are you kidding! Meng Qi secretly scolded himself and stood up with dignity: "Master Abbot, but when I wait for someone who is greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"Amitabha, Lao Gu didn't mean that, several donors are injured...... Xin Lonely still wants to persuade everyone to leave, but he can't say clearly that Shaolin has decided to give up this foundation, and it is useless to guard. That way, it was easy for Duoercha to know, and he forced the attack of the injury, so that the monks did not have time to evacuate.

"Master Abbot, are you disgusted with us and useless to be injured?" Meng Qi looked indignant, skillfully distorting the meaning of his loneliness.

At this time, the elders of the Shaolin Temple all rushed behind Xin Lonely to prevent Meng Qi and the others from suddenly attacking.

Hearing Meng Qi's words, the monks who professed the righteous path of martial arts naturally did not openly say that it was indeed useless, and no one answered.

"Lao Wei is seriously injured, Jiang Shi Zhu and Zhang Shi Zhu are also the same, and Duo Ercha is not damaged at all, there is really little hope for this battle, you donors are not my Shaolin disciples, why do you want to squander your life, stay in Shaolin, and do this jade burning thing? Even in Shaolin, there are very few monks with such determination, because it is really meaningless, I am afraid that only Lao Qu and other people who are about to die will be willing to give up this stinky skin. ”

"Why don't you donors keep your useful body for when you come?"

The heart is lonely and almost says that only the old man wants to defend Shaolin, and everyone else may escape, what kind of heroes and crazy are you unrelated strangers?

Meng Qi took a step forward, folded his hands, and solemnly announced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, death is lighter than a feather, and it is heavier than Mount Tai.

All the monks, including Xin's silence, were dumbfounded, they had never seen such a person who was bent on sacrificing himself in order to save others!

And most importantly, we don't want you to save it!

After Meng Qi finished speaking, he suddenly felt that the words of "Amitabha Buddha" with the warm blood and generosity behind him were a bit out of harmony, but he immediately comforted himself, anyway, the popular painting style is not right these years!

Seeing that the monks were stunned, Meng Qi raised his head and acted chivalrous: "Today's matter is not a question of whether Shaolin should be saved, but that we want to show the world that there are still people who die generously in this world!"

Jiang Zhi raised her hand slightly, covered her mouth, and forced a smile, a flush appeared on her pale face, the corners of Qi Zhengyan's mouth twitched, and she was secretly glad that she didn't talk much to Meng Qi......

The heart was silent for a while, and he looked at Zhang Yuanshan, who was sitting on the injured after taking the pill in a hurry, and Jiang Zhiwei, who was standing in fluttering clothes, and sighed and said: "Zhang Shizhu and Jiang Shizhu are seriously injured, and it is difficult to break through the blockade of the ironclad soldiers when going down the mountain at this time, so let's enter the temple and wait for the opportunity, Dekong, go and take the small pill to a few donors." ”

"Several donors, after entering the temple, please guard the back mountain to prevent the barbarian masters from climbing the cliff. ”

He arranged Meng Qi and the others in the pure back mountain where basically no one would attack, and also avoided the secret passage of evacuation in the temple.

"Thank you, Master Abbot. Meng Qi exhaled quietly, this is the most ideal exhibition!

............

"Abbot, is the little novice in his head?"

The heart was about to speak, and suddenly his face was like gold paper, and then snow-white, and after a few changes in a row, he barely stabilized, but he looked like he was twenty years old.

"Master, are you alright?" his disciple asked with concern.

"I can't die yet. Xin Lonely said flatly, "Fortunately, I scared off Duoercha just now, and I had a chance to relieve my breath." "His injuries seem to be getting worse.

He looked sideways at Xinzen: "Master Jiang, Master Zhang and Duoercha were really desperate when they fought each other, not spies, and the old man looked at them very strongly, if they were not allowed to enter the temple, I was afraid that they would defend the mountain road, so they let them go to guard the back mountain, in order to answer this kindness, but it was cause and effect." ”

"In addition to the relics pagoda in the back mountain, there is nothing important, don't worry about the sneak attack of the people of Duoercha, wait for the disciples to withdraw through the secret way, and then tell them the truth, let them also leave from the secret road, if Duoercha attacks early, the situation of the mountain in the future, they should be able to defend to the end, and then the matter is irreparable, it should not be defended anymore......"

Xin Lonely said that he was not very sure, and Meng Qi's "impassionedness" just now left a deep impression on him.

Xinzen said with a calm face: "Elm head, I'm afraid there is no solution." Abbot, the cheats, pills, etc. have already picked out important ones, and now arrange for the disciples to evacuate?"

"Hmm. Xin Silent nodded, looked back at the golden Buddha statue, and his expression became calm and indifferent.

............

"I've finally entered the temple. On the way to the back mountain, Meng Qi sighed for a long time, but fortunately his "acting skills" were good.

Jiang Zhi walked very slowly, but there was no confusion or sadness on her face, and she chuckled: "I wonder what Master Lonely and other senior monks will think of you, a little monk?"

Brain-damaged children have a lot of fun...... Meng Qi silently scolded himself, if it weren't for the task oppression, would I be happy to do this?

Then, he said "rightly": "I must have been shaken by my chivalrous courage and righteousness, and I just bowed my head." ”

"Anyway, just now I saw the little monk you are very serious and strict and said those distorted words excitedly, I just, I want to laugh, haha......" Jiang Zhiwei couldn't hold back anymore, laughed, but laughed, the voice stopped abruptly, and a little pain appeared on his face.

"Miss Jiang, how are you injured?" Meng Qi asked worriedly.

Jiang Zhi spit out a few times and said: "Even if I open the four tricks, with my realm, it is still difficult to use the 'sword out of me', after a sword, although it has not lost its strength, but there are only three successful forces left, and then it was injured by Duoercha's strength, and there is no one stop left in ten stops, and within half a day, it is estimated that I can only rely on swordsmanship to deal with the ironclad soldiers." ”

She described it in detail, because if you let your companions misjudge your strength, it is easy to have strategic problems when an enemy is coming.

"What about Senior Brother Zhang?" Qi Zhengyan looked at Zhang Yuanshan, whose chest was a little sunken.

Zhang Yuanshan smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, I brought the wound medicine this time, and I have Shaolin Xiaohuan Dan to help, otherwise I am afraid that it will be difficult to walk, hehe, now it is difficult to even deal with the ironclad soldiers." ”

Wang Jin followed everyone, but he didn't speak, his eyes wandered, looking at the Buddha hall in the temple and the road he passed.

As he walked, Meng Qi was suddenly stunned, because the back mountain in front of him was exactly the same as the back mountain of his own Shaolin!

No, like this...... Meng Qi felt a burst of fear for no reason.

"The same?" Jiang Zhi slightly sensed Meng Qi's abnormality.

Meng Qi nodded, and said in a solemn tone: "Although I have only been to the back mountain once, it is indeed exactly the same as here. ”

Wouldn't there be demons and monsters that were suppressed here?

Well, it shouldn't be, with the power level of this world, if there were demons and monsters, they would have ruled the world a long time ago......

The two of them spoke in a very low voice, so that the little novice who was leading the way in front of them could hear it.

After walking for a while, the little novice stopped and folded his hands solemnly: "Donors are here to guard, after the road in front is the back mountain relic, it is inconvenient for outsiders to enter." ”

Meng Qi suddenly had a feeling of being like a dream, because the place where he stayed was the same place he guarded a few days ago!

The two cliffs face each other, creating a narrow road with dense forests on the left and right ahead.

"Is this a coincidence, or is there some kind of connection hidden inside......" At this time, Meng Qi didn't need to look to know that the woods on the left and right sides seemed to be endless, but in fact, if he walked a few more steps, he could see the cliff.

He thought about his thoughts in surprise and suspicion, while the others listened to the little novice introduce the nearby terrain so that he could evacuate last.

And the little novice seems to have been instructed by the upper echelons to explain the terrain in great detail.

"Hey, didn't you say the secret passage on the cliff? No, I think too much, there are no demons and monsters in this world, who will open up that secret passage? Shaolin in the two worlds is still different after all, after all, this is Shaohua Mountain, not Liantai Mountain......" Meng Qi listened, and the secret passage drilled out by "True View" suddenly popped up in his mind.

"Senior Brother Qi, little monk, please leave it to you during this time. When Xiao Shami left, Jiang Zhiwei took out a thumb-sized white jade bottle of mutton fat, poured out a red pill, took it with Xiao Huandan, and began to meditate and breathe to recover from his injury.

Zhang Yuanshan's injuries were even more serious, and he didn't care about Wang Jin beside him, so he also sat down directly to regulate his qi and blood.

Wang Jin looked at them silently for a while, then looked at Meng Qi with a guarded face, paced to the side, closed his eyes and meditated, as if recovering his spirits.

Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan took turns to be on guard, and after about half an hour, there was a faint noise in the distance.

"Duoercha is here again?" Meng Qi looked up in the direction of the temple, and sure enough, he saw that there were dark clouds, silver snakes dancing wildly, flames rising in some places, and thick smoke billowing out.

He subconsciously clenched his knife and waited for the final battle to begin.

At this time, Wang Jin stood up suddenly, did not greet Meng Qi and the others, and ran directly in the direction of Shaolin.

"What does he want to do?" Meng Qi said in amazement.

Qi Zhengyan said expressionlessly: "Don't worry about him, if you stay, you will be stabbed in the back." ”

Wang Jin is as fast as a galloping horse, and he is faintly excited in his heart, he was born recklessly, and the martial arts he has obtained are all ordinary, and he finally came to the step of enlightenment, and he is considered a master of entering the stream, but if he wants to go on, he lacks the secrets of this realm, so for him, the reincarnation world is an opportunity, and now it is also an opportunity!

Although this Shaolin is much worse than the real Shaolin, it can be seen from the abbot of the heart that their martial arts are directed at the exterior scene, and there is no lack of steps to condense the acupoints and open the nine natural apertures!

Now is the time of Shaolin chaos, grabbing a seat or an elder to torture the cheats, no one will show up at all, and they will only think that they died at the hands of Duoercha.

Anyway, the task is just to stick to Shaolin, and I didn't say that I can't hurt the Shaolin monks!

"Maybe I want to take advantage of the chaos...... Meng Qi looked at Wang Jin's back and guessed at random.

Suddenly, a silver ray shot out from the forest next to him, which was unimaginably fast, and directly hit Wang Jin.

The noisy sound of the rain hitting the banana leaves came, and Wang Jin had small strands of blood spurting out all over his body, like a punctured water bladder, and then, with a little joy on his expression, he fell to the ground on his back.

"Wasted my rainstorm pear blossom needle...... However, who told the general to let me not let one go, hey, you dare to blind the general in one eye!" A young man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes walked out of the forest, he smiled, threw the black cylinder in his hand directly to the ground, and said politely, "In Xia Tang Shun, nicknamed 'Palm Qiankun', I came to see you to see the Buddha of the Western Heavens, and there is no Amitabha Buddha in the south." ”