Chapter 2740: Incision

Meng Qi now wanted to slap his mouth to pieces.

Why are you laughing?

As a result, a petty pervert was attracted!

Yes, he is a petty pervert.

At the beginning, Meng Qi was really furious, thinking that this little monk who was about the same age as he is now really had some bad habits.

However, after a few days of contact, he still discovered that the other party was completely making fun of him!

revenge!

Chi Guoguo’s revenge!

Moreover, I really can’t cope with it…

He's obviously a kid of thirteen or fourteen, why is he so thick-skinned?

After a few days of contact, Meng Qi had begun to feel suspicious in his heart.

Although in the earth before he traveled, the thirteen- or fourteen-year-old junior high school students had also begun to enter the rebellious stage, and they were okay, but in comparison, there was something really wrong with this true-colored junior brother.

In terms of personality, Meng Qi can be simply summed up as a thinking, passionate comic protagonist. From the time he traveled to the present, he has worked step by step to resolve various crises that may lead to exposure by relying on his cleverness.

The strategists may not be the best among them, but they are very capable of introspection.

Similarly, he also felt the incongruity of this new junior brother.

Even if it can be explained away because the children in the village mature prematurely, it is still too early...

"Senior Brother Zhending, Uncle Xuanxin arranged for us to clean the Sutra Pavilion."

Cao Cao was about to arrive, and just when Meng Qi was slandering this junior fellow apprentice again, that familiar voice came into his ears again.

Looking back at the handsome bald monk, Meng Qi was slightly stunned.

The other party started to say that he was handsome, but after he washed up and replenished his food for a few days, his image almost completely changed.

like……

A little bit more handsome than me...

Shaolin Temple abstains from eating meat and spicy food.

It’s not that we should give up meat, but we should mainly give up strong spices. We are allowed to eat meat before we have enlightenment. Many children from poor families change their appearance every day after coming to Shaolin Temple.

"Junior Brother Zhense, let me explain in advance. Cleaning is cleaning. Please stop being careless."

Meng Qi's face was filled with righteous words.

Next to Meng Qi's little follower Zhenhui also nodded repeatedly.

"As monks, how can you two have such dirty thoughts?"

Xu Yue sighed, looking like he hated iron.

"I'm just checking to see how your chest muscles are working out. After all, I'm just getting started, Junior Brother Hundred Days Foundation Establishment."

Xu Yue patted the fish-eyed Meng Qi again, which seemed very natural.

In fact, Meng Qi's current body is the concubine of the Shenwei Hou of the Su family in the city of God. Because of the bullshit of the wealthy family, he was sent to Shaolin, and the hundred-day foundation building has been completed.

Meng Qi also discovered this during practice, but because he knew the importance of the foundation and the practice method without a period of energy accumulation, he decided to go through it again honestly.

In terms of cultivation progress alone, Meng Qi is definitely ahead among the novice novices in the same period.

When Xu Yue was practicing the Hundred Days Foundation Building Technique, he couldn't help but sigh at the perfection of the basic martial arts in this world.

It seems simple and ordinary, but it can actually lay a solid foundation for future tall buildings.

As long as the root bones can meet the most basic requirements and enough meat is supplied, anyone can easily complete the foundation building within a hundred days to a year.

And don’t think that this hundred-day foundation building is no big deal.

There are 365 major acupuncture points in the human body, each of which is filled with nine mouthfuls of true energy. When the acupoints are full of energy, the meridians will open by themselves.

In layman's terms, it is an innate 100-meridian instrument that can be manufactured in batches.

Complexity is as simple as simplicity, turning decay into magic.

Just such a seemingly simple foundation-building method can actually give a glimpse of the perfection of the system behind this world.

That is, under the bickering between the two and Zhenhui's daze, the three of them arrived at the Sutra Pavilion that needed to be cleaned.

However, as handyman monks, all they need to clean is the level of ordinary scriptures.

Because Meng Qi often told stories with Zhenhui in the dormitory at night, Zhenhui's eyes lit up as soon as he arrived at the Sutra Pavilion, ready to look for the secret book in the mezzanine.

This kind of behavior made Meng Qi feel a little embarrassed, as if he had taught a child bad things.

"Zhenhui, what are you doing? Are you ready to see if there are any unique secrets in these ordinary Buddhist scriptures?"

While cleaning, Xu Yue couldn't help but make fun of the little monk Zhenhui.

"Uh-huh."

But facing Xu Yue's teasing, Zhenhui nodded extremely seriously and searched more carefully.

"Haha, then you should read the Lankavatara Sutra. I'm sure there will be something like the Nine-Yang Magic."

Xu Yue laughed loudly and said it with a bit of teasing and self-deprecation.

Meng Qi, who was still thinking about changing the story in the future, could not help but widen his eyes.

I almost said "fuck".

It took a while to stabilize, and then he asked pretending to be confused.

"Nine Yang Divine Art?"

"Uh, it's nothing, I just made it up."

Xu Yue said hehe.

Zhen Hui, who was just an honest person, would not cooperate with Meng Qi. In turn, he asked curiously

"Senior Brother Zhense, have you heard of the story of Nine Yang Magic?"

"Ah? Where else have you heard of this thing?"

Xu Yue stepped over, grabbed Zhenhui's shoulders and shook them for a while before saying.

"Don't shake, you're dizzy."

"It's from the story told by Senior Brother Zhending..."

Afterwards, Xu Yue looked back at Meng Qi with a strange look on his face.

Meng Qi also stared at Xu Yue with strange eyes. This sudden change of painting style made Zhenhui, who didn't understand anything, shiver inexplicably.

"The snow is falling and the white deer is shot."

Xu Yue said the first couplet.

"The Laughing Book God relies on Biyuan."

Meng Qi faced the incision, and then both of them looked a little excited.

It has been more than a month since Meng Qi traveled to this unknown world. Coming to a completely unfamiliar world without the memory of his original body is quite difficult for him.

It can be said that Junior Brother Zhenhui, who usually doesn't understand anything and seems a bit naive, chats to relieve his boredom. He tells martial arts stories from the past and connects the two worlds as much as possible. This is a unique way for Meng Qi to relieve stress.

Now I suddenly heard a familiar cut and discovered that the junior fellow opposite me who was about the same age as me might have come from the same place as me. I felt a sense of surprise like finding someone of the same kind.

"I wonder if Senior Brother Zhending has ever heard of Prince Wang Sicong?"

Xu Yue asked again.

"listen……"

But before Meng Qi could answer, another doubtful voice came in.

"Wang Sicong? Could it be that he is a brother of Prince Wang Siyuan of the Jiangdong Wang family, who is known as the one who 'counts all the people'? I've never heard of it..."

Looking back, it was another young monk in gray robes.

Meng Qi knew this person as Senior Brother Zhenyong from the Wu Monk Academy, and he was considered to be the senior brother with the best attitude towards the Monk Academy. When he first entered the Shaolin Temple, he even took care of himself in the cafeteria and told him not to Less troublesome.

It can be said that in this month, there are few classmates who can chat with each other more.

At least they have a much better relationship than the other two roommates in the dormitory who have been together for several years besides my junior brother.

"Ah, it turns out to be Senior Brother Zhenyong. Maybe we heard wrongly. Senior Uncle Xuanxin often talks about Jianghu affairs. Maybe we heard wrongly."

Meng Qi said intelligently.

Xu Yue seemed to have just reacted, nodding aside.

"Oh, I see."

Zhenyong himself often went to listen to Xuan Xin's bragging, and was the only disciple of the Wu Monk Academy who took the initiative to listen to it.

Although I don’t remember him mentioning Wang Siyuan, the information that came from there should be correct.

"By the way, why did Senior Brother Zhenyong come to the Sutra Collection Pavilion? Aren't the trainings at the Warrior Monk Academy very heavy?"

Meng Qi started to change the topic again.

Although now he can't wait to immediately pull Junior Brother Zhense into the room to have a good talk.

But I still understand that it’s better not to behave too strangely...

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