When Meng Bai received the postponement of the Changhe Sword, he couldn't help but be a little stunned, and it is said that the postponement this time was because of the Jishi Holy Sect. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Originally, it was just a sect that was not invited, why did it have such the ability to reverse the holding of this sword debate?

Meng Bai didn't understand, but the matter had already been launched to you, and Meng Bai gave a sigh of relief.

Because there's been so much going on lately. Whether it's this Oh Sheng, or a trading house, or this trip to Shaolin, no opinion is enough to make him busy.

Even he regretted doing so many things at the same time.

But what needs to be done, still has to be done.

It's just that the formation needs to be changed slightly.

Zhishu said slowly, "Zhou Yu, pack up your things." “

And Zhou Yu, who was standing beside him, couldn't help but be a little surprised, "Headmaster, where are we going?"

"Shaolin!"

Mt. Shaomuro is a very famous holy place in the entire continent. It's not just a place for martial arts idiots to visit.

It is also a place where you can communicate with the Buddha in the legend.

"Abbot, the principal of Qingchuan Academy, Meng Bai is here. “

A little monk ran to the Shaolin abbot and asked with a hint of doubt.

Meng Bai ...... What is he doing here?"

"He said he was here to help us build the hall. “

The little monk said with some hesitation,

He felt that what Meng Bai was saying now was all nonsense.

Even the abbot, who has great powers, has never said that he can repair the Daxiong Treasure Hall. But the young man who was useless said he could.

Before that, the little monk had also heard about Meng Bai of the Great Qi Kingdom.

Even as a child of Shaolin, he also knew about the son of prophecy.

But he just didn't like that person's flamboyant style.

"Lord Abbot, why don't I just blast him out?"

"Hehe, since he came, why didn't he see it? Everything is fate, if he really can't do it, then he has sown evil consequences, and in the end he will get bad retribution. “

The abbot of Shaolin seems to be particularly open-minded, and his mentality is as shiny as his bare head!

"Alright, now let him in......"

Although the little monk was still very reluctant, when he heard the abbot say this, he naturally had no reason to refuse.

After a while, before the ruins of Shaolin's Daxiong Treasure Palace, a group of people came.

The leader still looks very handsome. It's a little more playful, though.

It looks a bit cynical.

"You are Meng Bai. “

The abbot looked at the person in the lead and asked lightly.

"Well, master, I am Meng Bai. “

For some reason, when Meng Bai saw the person in front of him, he took away a lot of his previous unruliness. On the contrary, it has a more stable taste.

The Shaolin abbot was slightly surprised, although he understood that he was already more than one hundred and twenty years old. Many people saw him with great respect.

But he had heard a lot of legends about Meng Bai.

In fact, he didn't think that Meng Bai would become so respectful to him because of this matter.

"Haha, the donor is a little different from the rumors. It was a little surprising to the old man. “

Meng Bai scratched his head embarrassedly, "Then dare to ask Lord Abbot, what did you think of me before?"

As he spoke, the abbot looked at the sky, "Just like the sparrow." “

"Are you saying I'm ordinary, but so?"

"No...... I'm just saying that all beings are equal. You are just the same as anything. “

"I see. Saying that, Meng Bai nodded.

However, this scene surprised the disciples standing behind Meng Bai.

No matter what, they couldn't imagine that Meng Bai would talk to people so normally one day.

However, Meng Bai obviously still looked unsatisfied, "Master Abbot, I heard that Shaolin is looking for someone to rebuild the Daxiong Treasure Palace?"

"That's right, isn't the donor here for this?"

"Of course!"

Meng Bai nodded, but remained silent.

The abbot smiled, "The donor is asking for a reward, isn't he?"

"I didn't expect the master to see through ......"

"In this case, if you can rebuild the Daxiong Treasure Hall and restore it to its original state, I will grant you a reasonable wish for Shaolin. “

"Is that true?"

Meng Bai's eyes obviously lit up.

"Seriously!"

The abbot was also unambiguous, as if he had an attitude that it was impossible for the young man in front of him to be able to accomplish such a task.

"In that case, then you are optimistic, master. “

As he spoke, Meng Bai pressed the Daxiong Treasure Hall Construction Token in his pocket.

Rumble!

A loud roar rang out, as if some kind of impossible building had been generated.

Before long, a splendid building appeared in front of everyone.

At this moment, the peak of Shaomuro Mountain, the golden light is full of light, as if the Buddha has reappeared.

Countless believers who came to worship the incense couldn't help but kneel down.

"True Buddha Bestows Fate!"

All people can't help but have such a term in their hearts, the true Buddha bestows fate, which is almost a thing that can only appear in legends.

But such a good thing actually appeared in front of them.

How can this not be surprising?

However, the most surprised people were not them, but a group of monks in the Shaolin Temple.

"This ...... How is that possible?"

The abbot looked at this sky-high Buddha light and couldn't help muttering, "Amitabha." “

No one thought that such a thing would happen. There would be such a Buddha light.

But it was as if the Buddha favored this arrogant boy and helped him send him a Daxiong Treasure Hall in Shaolin!

"Amitabha, since this is the case, then the donor can put forward conditions. “

The Shaolin abbot saluted the new Mahavira Hall, and then turned around and stole to face Meng Bai.

"Conditions?"

Meng Bai smiled slightly, he had already thought of the conditions.

"I want Shaolin to teach my disciples the Dharma for me!"

"What! Shaolin Buddhism must not be passed on!"

Before the abbot could speak, a senior monk beside him had already retorted loudly.

It seems that this is absolutely unacceptable.

But Meng Bai just looked at the abbot in front of him with a smile, patiently waiting for him to speak.

"Senior Brother Benzhen, you think about it. Since everything is coordinated, it means that it is time for the Dharma to spread even more. Since the Buddha is willing to bless Qingchuan Academy, then why can't I Shaolin!"

The sound of the bell is as loud as the bell, with a great will to create and change.

It even spread throughout Shaolin......

"Ingot Treasure!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Meng Bai yelled.

Immediately after that, the gold ingots stepped forward quickly, and he had already understood what to do next.

"From today onwards, you are deeply practicing Buddhism in Shaolin, do you have any complaints?"

Meng Bai asked with a glare.

"No complaints!"

It was rare for the gold ingots to answer so neatly, because he seemed to have understood something. His own headmaster has come to an end.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to worship in Shaolin and learn Buddhism.

Although they don't have much time together, he still likes his principal.

Then let him do something for Qingchuan Academy. (To be continued.) )