Chapter 320 Shaolin Mysterious Sorrow

Why is there such a hateful festival as Qixi Festival! Damn it!

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On the top of the mountain, Meng Qi, who had driven the bandits down the Evil Ridge, held up his sword with boiling blood, and while whistling, signaled his junior brother to come over, he returned to Kangzhi's yard.

He had no intention or strength to rob the property of other bandits, but he wanted to inherit the "legacy" of the two Seven Aperture Masters - these three yards were the starting point of the collapse, and with Meng Qi behind them, no bandit dared to turn back to search.

"Brother, you will be famous for breaking through the Evil Ridge by yourself." Zhenhui jumped out from the corner with an excited look on his face. He has always been very interested in this kind of Jianghu affairs.

Meng Qi looked at his junior brother who was covered in smoke and laughed: "It's not just me, it's obviously the three of us, junior brother, you are going to be famous too."

"Really?" Zhenhui became more and more excited. He had no other thoughts about becoming famous, he just thought it was fun.

"Of course, you set fire to the camp and disturbed it, so you are a great hero." Meng Qi did not hesitate to praise him.

Zhenhui nodded happily, and said distractedly: "I don't know what nickname I will have, Senior Brother, I heard them call you 'Thunder Blade Evil Monk'?"

"Hehe." Meng Qi replied with a stiff expression. This is a far cry from his ideal. Shouldn't he have a high-sounding nickname like "Broken Thunder Blade" or "Red Dust Monk"?

As they were talking, the two returned to Kangzhi's yard and saw that Gu Changqing had killed the evil scholar.

"You're back?"

Meng Qi nodded slightly: "I chased the bandits away. Before the news spread, the Xieling camp was safe. Do whatever you want. I'll go find the spoils."

Zhen Hui reminded in a low voice: "If we don't run fast, will we run into Ze Luoju and his men?"

"It's not that coincidental. They've been gone for so long. And even if they come back, I'm not afraid of them with Brother Gu here."

Zhen Hui thought, Brother Gu should only have the ability to open his mind. If he really meets a master of the outer scene, it would be amazing if he can run away. Why does it feel like Senior Brother thinks he can defeat the outer scene?

Meng Qi ignored these, dragged the two bodies a little further away as if he didn't see it, squatted down and began to search.

Since they met the enemy temporarily in the middle of the night, the two masters of the Seven Apertures had nothing else on them, except for the gem rings and jade pendants that people in the Western Regions like to wear, and the saber that broke his golden bell.

It was cold to the bone just by touching it, and it complemented the Bingque Sword.

Meng Qi took off the Red Sun Demon-Suppressing Blade, slung it around his waist, then put the saber on his back and walked to the yard next door.

In the room of the Seven-Aperture Master who used the saber, Meng Qi found three bags of gems, some gold ingots and broken silver, and a handwritten secret book.

"Cold Wind Sword Technique?" Meng Qi flipped through it casually and found that it was a sword technique derived from the outdoor sword moves by the Seven-Aperture Master. He collected a lot of sword technique secrets, combined with the changes in the outdoor sword moves, and spent ten years to finally create a sword technique of his own.

Meng Qi was satisfied and regretful. He was satisfied that it made up for the current situation of his inadequate sword technique. The sword technique of breaking precepts was a big move, and the sword technique that he had been using for ordinary attacks was much weaker. Unfortunately, the outdoor sword moves were the true meaning of inheritance, and the Seven-Aperture Master did not write them down.

Moreover, the sword technique secrets he collected were given to his close subordinates after mastering them. It was estimated that they were either taken away or destroyed in the fire.

As he was flipping through the pages, a piece of black fur suddenly fell out of the secret book. Meng Qi picked it up and saw that it was covered with dense symbols, and he didn't know what it meant.

He frowned, flipped through other papers in the room, and finally figured out what it was.

The Seven-orifice Master had mistakenly entered a mysterious mausoleum and inherited the true meaning of "ice and snow piercing the bones" and this fur, but he never had the chance to enter again, and he couldn't figure out what the symbols carried by the fur meant, so he could only put it in the secret book and wait for a chance to find out in the future.

Meng Qi smiled and put away the secret book and the fur. For others, it might take a chance to "crack" the secret of the fur, but he didn't need to go through so much trouble. As long as the next reincarnation mission was opened, he could identify it from the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

Well, this is actually something used in the mission of the Great Emperor Zhenwu. Meng Qi killed the horse bandit monster and dropped this thing. Gu Meng didn't believe that he didn't arrange it, so Gu Meng didn't care about what they were doing on the top of the mountain.

"Little Junior Brother, this is yours." Meng Qi generously threw a bag of gems, a bag of gold ingots and broken silver to Zhenhui. Zhenhui was practicing the Flower Picking Finger and could not be distracted, so the secret book was useless to him.

Zhenhui had experienced the experience of being without cultural affinity, and had a deep understanding of the importance of property, so he happily collected it and urged Meng Qi to go to the next house.

Suddenly, a low sob sound drilled into the ears of the two.

"Ghost!" Zhenhui was startled, and the Buddhist beads in his hand glowed with a faint glass light, peaceful and quiet.

He half hid behind Meng Qi with excitement and fear, looking at the wing room where the sound came from.

After listening carefully, Meng Qi exhaled and glared at Zhenhui unhappily, what ghost!

He pushed open the door and stepped into the wing room, and saw a woman in light clothes huddled on the bed, shivering and crying softly.

"Don't, don't kill me, I'm not a horse bandit, I was robbed, woo woo." She cried in fear.

Seeing that she had no martial arts skills, Meng Qi also knew that bandits would abduct women when they robbed, so he knew that what she said was true, so he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, I am here to save you."

"Save us?" She looked up and saw two young monks standing by the door. Although they were covered in blood and their clothes were tattered, they looked pretty good.

"Amitabha, my fellow monks are Shaolin monks." Meng Qi answered in a warm voice.

The identity of a monk was a bonus, and when she heard the chaos outside calm down, the woman suddenly burst into tears, sobbing bitterly.

"Don't cry, girl. The fire is spreading. You'd better pack your luggage quickly and follow me to leave Xieling." Meng Qi saw that there were many women who were abducted in the camp, and they had to be rescued from the sea of ​​fire.

If he hadn't encountered such a thing, Meng Qi would not care too much, but if it happened, he would not ignore it. There was no other reason, but he couldn't bear it.

The girl stood up in a hurry and bowed: "I was born in Dajin and came to the Western Regions to visit my relatives, but was abducted by horse bandits and became someone else's concubine. Thank you, two masters, for saving me."

Speaking of this, she was overwhelmed with grief. Her innocence was destroyed and it would be difficult for her to live in the future.

She had a beautiful face and elegant temperament. No wonder she was chosen by the Seven Apertures Master...Meng Qi sighed and said: "Miss, don't worry about other things. Find some money and property to rely on. After returning to Dajin, only contact your immediate relatives and tell outsiders that you are a new widow."

"Yes!" The woman nodded heavily with a firm face. No matter what the future holds, at least it is better than living in the horse bandit's den.

Gu Meng, who has been paying attention to this place, feels that although Xiao Meng himself does not have this cognition, he is actually getting closer and closer to the image of Master Lu.

Meng Qi quietly left behind the gold ingots, silver pieces and a bag of gems, walked out to the center of the camp, gathered all his strength, and shouted loudly: "Shaolin Zhending has broken through the evil ridge, please come out and meet me, all innocent people."

The voice rolled and spread far away. After three shouts, women came out one after another, and there were many women crying.

Meng Qi asked the girl just now to be the leader and organized these poor women to look for property in the yard of the other seven-orifice master, and to search for property in other intact residences, and divide it equally for their future survival.

And Meng Qi himself only found three books on opening the orifices and five books on accumulating qi.

On the other side, Gu Changqing has also returned. He mainly eliminated evil and killed the evil scholar's followers. After this time, they should be separated. He can't go back to the Gu family, but his mother was born in Dajin, and he still has a grandfather. He wants to send his family to his grandfather, and then find Gu Meng to repay his gratitude, although Gu Meng doesn't need it.

Gu Changqing already knew that Gu Meng should be in Taiyue Sect, but he didn't know the specific details.

"Okay, if you have any difficulties, just come to me." Meng Qi nodded and said heroically after learning of Gu Changqing's decision.

He had experienced so many things since he came out of Shaolin. Although he still looked young, he really had a heroic demeanor now.

Because they were able to escape from Xieling, the captured girls were very efficient. They quickly divided the property and found the remaining horses. Those who could ride horses led those who couldn't ride horses, and formed a horse team in twos and threes, which made Meng Qi admire them.

"Okay, let's go to the oasis. We should be there before dawn." In front of the girls, Meng Qi maintained his warm and gentle image.

"Yes." The girls sat on the horseback and saluted Meng Qi and the other two. "Thank you, Master, and thank you, Master Gu. I dare not say that I will repay you in the future. I will definitely build a shrine for you at home and pray for your safety."

They knew their own affairs. It was difficult to help Meng Qi and others, so they expressed their gratitude in the simplest way.

In the camp, most girls have to endure a lot of torture from horse bandits. Even if they are beautiful and are favored by the leaders, they will be abandoned like worn-out shoes when they are older and their looks fade, and their end will be miserable, unless they can give birth to a child. There is a precedent, so no one is reluctant to stay here and rushes to escape.

"Is Brother Gu on the top of the mountain? Don't we need to find him?" Gu Changqing asked in a low voice.

"No need to find him, he is a dragon that can't be seen from head to tail, and he will definitely catch up with us." Xiao Meng has great confidence in Gu Meng, and he doesn't know that Gu Meng has reached the foot of the mountain.

Following the road opened up by the horse bandits for horses to gallop, Meng Qi and others went down the mountain.

Looking back, Meng Qi saw flames and black smoke in the camp, and buildings were constantly burning and collapsing. The scene that was prosperous before turned into a pile of broken walls and ruins.

"I saw him build a red building... I saw his building collapse..." Things in the world are impermanent, Meng Qi suddenly felt emotional.

No wonder Buddhists often say that everything is impermanent.

Zhenhui had no feelings about this kind of "sadness". He looked at the girls with excited and sad faces, and said to Meng Qi with admiration: "Brother, saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. You have built many pagodas."

"To me, pagodas are meaningless. Saving people is just a pity." Meng Qi sighed. He could understand the root of his own thoughts, which was a progress in his mind.

Killing karma is not killing people, killing is to protect life... If there is really boundless power, he will definitely do it!

Zhenhui wanted to say something, but suddenly his eyes were fixed, and he saw the ghost cave after the external scene appeared. Zheluoju showed his power.

Zheluoju actually came back? Are they so unlucky?

At this moment, the boundless and dazzling sword light that crossed the sky was almost simultaneously emitted, directly suppressing it, and the exterior scene was also split into two. Although there was still a distance between them, everyone had a clear understanding in their hearts that the so-called exterior scene master who stood in front of the Tyrant Sword must have become dust.

Was this sword a god? Or a ghost?

Gu Changqing and Zhenhui were still shocked by Gu Meng's might, and the girls were trembling. After all, Meng Qi had seen it before, so he was not too shocked.

In comparison, the move that was used in the Demon Tomb World was so powerful that it was far stronger than today's knife. It was a real Dharmakaya-level move. Although the realm was also extremely high this time, the power was only at the level of Xuan Bei and the Crying Old Man. Xiao Meng was convinced that this was not Brother Gu's full strength.

"Brother Gu, when did you go down? I didn't see it."

Gu Meng appeared in front of everyone in a flash. At this time, only Zhenhui and Meng Qi had reacted. Zhenhui seemed to have ignored the knife just now, and Meng Qi greeted him enthusiastically.

Xiao Meng's voice also woke up Gu Changqing. At this moment, Gu Meng was like a god or a demon in his eyes. His figure became unusually tall, and a strong admiration was generated. At this moment, Gu Meng's charm was magnified again due to the slight display of strength.

Gu Meng looked at everyone and said calmly, "Let's go!"

He smiled at the victim before turning back, and then turned and left the place.

Except for the knife from Zeluoju, the remaining two knives had already killed all the bandits who should be killed. There was no use here. As for the wealth and the bandits' superficial secrets, they were all garbage to Gu Meng, who was a big boss with good deeds.

Meng Qi hurriedly followed with Zhenhui, and a trace of curiosity flashed in Zhenhui's eyes.

At this time, there were still a few bandits still alive on the mountain, hiding in various places to survive. These were the few people who were forced to come to the mountain. No matter what their nature was, the older ones were killed by Gu Meng.

These last survivors were already shocked by the Thunder Blade Evil Monk. Seeing Gu Meng's divine power, they shouted that they were invincible and hoped that the killing god would leave quickly.

"Who is this person?"

"I didn't expect that there was such a strong man among the companions of the Thunder Blade Evil Monk. Ze Luoju is dead!"

"Could he be the legendary Dharma master?"

"I think so!"

"But I seem to have heard Ze Luoju and other leaders say that he is enlightened."

"Enlightened? Are they mentally ill? No wonder he died!"

"Good death!"

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"Someone has arrived... It's the Shaolin Kung Fu... Oh, it's your master."

After going down the mountain, before they had walked far, Gu Mengxian spoke to Xiao Meng. Meng Qi looked around and suddenly saw a familiar figure in a red cassock in front of him.