Traveling through thousands of realms at the same time, I need to add some dark blue

Early in the morning, at the foot of Shaohua Mountain, at the inn.

Men, men, lots of men.

A teenage monk and a long-haired man sitting in the middle of the inn looked at each other across the dense crowd.

"It's you?"

"it's me."

"King of Heaven?"

"pagoda!"

"You came."

"I am coming."

"You should have come earlier."

"I'm already here."

"You are here after all."

"I'm here after all."

Silence, long silence.

The inn was crowded with people. Not only were all the tables filled, but many places were also filled with people. These righteous men were watching the "Heluo Sword God" talking to a young monk with tattered robes.

The man who brought the young monk to the inn originally wanted to stop him from approaching the table of experts. After all, the young monk obviously had no talent, but now he looked confused.

Although I don’t understand what they are saying, I feel that they are very powerful.

The two people, who looked like clay sculptures and wood carvings, were in a stalemate, and Zhang Yuanshan and Lin Shao, the leaders at the table, became serious.

Leader Lin Shao is a knight in this world and really doesn't know anything. Although Zhang Yuanshan knows that everyone is teammates, he doesn't know what they are doing.

The great sun hanging high in the sky rose higher and higher, erupting from the clouds.

The morning glow shines on the little monk at the door of the inn, as if he is coated with a layer of Buddha's light.

"That's it for now, let's have a drink." Gu Meng finally broke the silence.

"It's my wish, but I don't dare to ask for my ear."

Succinctly, word for word, without any hesitation.

……

Meng Qi thought to himself, this is exactly the style of painting he wants, to be a saint in front of others, to be a saint in front of others!

I'm so angry! I'm so angry! Brother Gu still understands me!

Wei Wuji's expression changed as he brought the young monk here. His apparent identity was that he was a middle-aged congenital master who came to help Shaolin. He was also well-known in the world. Bringing someone to the inn was just an ordinary favor for him. He didn't expect the young monk to do so. What kind of powerful status could the four of them have? Unexpectedly, they seemed to have won the jackpot.

Yes, Wei Wuji's hidden identity is a senior undercover agent sent by General Duoercha, codenamed Shi Dayu.

The purpose is to sneak into the Jianghu martyrs and wait for opportunities to destroy various checkpoints in Shaolin. If necessary, they can counterattack and cause chaos within the enemy army.

The target he is most concerned about in the past two days is Gu Meng, because among the few innate masters, this person is a bit too strong. He didn't even use a second move to kill Guan Haoran. He may have been able to interfere with Shaolin Abbot Xinji Master and Master Xinji. The battle of General Dorcha must be eliminated.

Originally, Wei Wuji planned to attack Wang Jin, who was acting a bit sneakily. Now it seems that this little monk who has not yet reached the innate level may...

At the same time, Meng Qi had arrived at Gu Meng's square table, which happened to be short of three, and he sat down unceremoniously opposite Gu Meng.

Although the inn was crowded with people, the guests subconsciously left an open space around this table, which seemed extremely clean.

The man to the left of Xiao Meng is wearing a Zhenwu Taoist robe. He is handsome and masculine. He is naturally his teammate Zhang Yuanshan.

I don’t recognize the man on the right, Xiao Meng. He is more elegant and has a smile on his face. He should be the young master that Wei Wuji mentioned to him.

Wei Wuji had told Xiao Meng before that Gu Meng and others were all disciples of the hidden sect, and most of them were already innate masters at a young age.

For the Northern Barbarians' attack on the mountain, they were heroic and brave, wearing stars and wearing the moon, rushing through many interceptions and killings, and were respected by everyone. If Gu Meng hadn't spoken first, Xiao Meng would have been warned when he approached.

In the inn, only Lin Bie Xue, a local genius in his twenties who had achieved a breakthrough, was qualified to discuss friendship with Gu Meng and others.

It has to be said that although there are few enlightened people in this world, there are still geniuses. No wonder there are outdoor scenes. With Lin Bie Xue's age, if he had not died, he would probably be at the peak of his innate talent many years later.

Lin Bie Xue looked at the embarrassed little monk curiously, and saw him sitting down without a care, taking a cup without any courtesy at all, pouring a glass of strong wine, and casually said: "Let's do it first as a token of respect. "

Gu Meng shook his head and poured a glass of strong wine. Zhang Yuanshan smiled and did not stop the two teammates from drinking. He poured a cup of tea himself.

Lin Bie Xue saw that not only Gu Meng, but Zhang Yuanshan was also an old acquaintance of this young monk? With a smile on his face, he raised his glass and touched it with Meng Qi.

The expressions of the people around who were not sure what was going on became extremely exciting, and they all guessed which famous master this was.

Then Xiao Meng triggered his early habit of pretending to be cool and failed. His throat was burned by strong alcohol and he couldn't help but cough.

"Hahaha, you, you, I knew you were in Shaolin, so you must not have had time to drink yet."

Gu Meng laughed. They had talked to each other and already knew that they were both adults, but the mind was the mind and the body was the body. Xiao Meng's body was too young, so the first time he drank, he just "did it first as a courtesy" and of course fell over.

Zhang Yuanshan promptly brought tea and persuaded him that Shaolin precepts and drinking for the first time should not be reckless.

After Meng Qi stopped coughing, he didn't feel embarrassed for even a moment because of his pretense, and immediately continued:

"How can a young monk understand the value and necessity of precepts if he doesn't know the taste of strong wine?"

"Well, if you don't break it, you won't establish it." Zhang Yuanshan agreed. He, a Taoist disciple of the Zhenwu Sect, didn't care much about the monk's precepts.

"Who is this?" Lin Bie Xue couldn't help but ask.

Gu Meng made it up casually: "This young monk's name is Zhen Ding. He is our junior brother. Well, our Shushan Sword Sect has Buddhism and Taoism. He is a disciple of our uncle who cultivates Buddhism. He only wants to break the precepts and go down the mountain. You can call him He's a 'broken monk'."

"The monk who broke the precepts?" Lin Bie Xue only thought that this nickname was very strange, and even this secluded sect was a bit strange. How could Buddhism and Taoism be a family relationship?

Then who should the master give it to?

Zhang Yuanshan smoothed things over and said: "The monk who broke the precepts is just a joke of Senior Brother Gu. Junior Brother Zhending is nicknamed the 'Buddha Sword that cuts off karma'."

"The Karma-Cutting Buddha Sword..." Lin Bie Xue repeated in a low voice, and then said with a chuckle, "Master Zhending turned out to be a disciple of an expert outside the world."

The monk who breaks the precepts, the Buddhist sword that cuts off karma...

Meng Qi's mouth twitched, indicating that he was not satisfied with these two nicknames.

Would I like to be a monk? Am I happy to use a knife?

Angry...

Zhang Yuanshan also started to show off. He took a sip of tea and made an alert: "Exalted people in this world... are all in a sea of ​​misery. How can we talk about being outside this world?"

"Amitabha, I am a merciful Buddha. Even poor monks do not want to join the world and kill living beings. However, killing is to protect living beings. Killing karma is not killing people."

Meng Qi also figured out that with his image of a bald man holding a knife and covered in blood, no one would believe him if he said he was a swordsman in white. A monk should be a monk. He would just imitate the eminent monks in the TV series in his previous life and pretend to be cool.

Gu Meng heard another sentence: "In the evil world of the five turbidities, the world is like a prison. If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

"Interesting, interesting!"

Lin Bie Xue laughed, raised his glass and drank the strong drink in his hand to cover up his embarrassment of not being able to communicate normally with these bullies.

When the book is in use, I hate less!

If only he was a reckless man and could say "I am the same"!

The Jianghu people in the inn have listened to a lot of advanced Jianghu pretentious sayings, and they all know that this Master Zhending seems to be indeed extraordinary.

They feel that their knowledge is still a little shallow, and they don't know much about the hidden sects of Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons in the Jianghu. It turns out that the hidden masters all have this style of painting, which is really fascinating.

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Thank you to Mr. Eternal Ji Li for the 300 coins!