Meng Qi suddenly turned over and sat up, gasping for breath. He had a nightmare just now, dreaming that his identity was exposed and he was slapped to death by the abbot who had been proved to have the golden body of an Arhat.

Although he had never seen the abbot, the dream was so clear that he trembled all over after he woke up.

"Where is this..." Suddenly, a crisp female voice implicitly alerted penetrated Meng Qi's ears.

Who? How could there be a woman in the Zen room? Meng Qi was shocked. When he looked left and right, he was stunned on the spot. How could this be his own Zen room!

This is a square paved with stones similar to white marble. The center is empty, surrounded by statues of immortal birds and beasts such as dragons, phoenixes, Kui Niu, Pixiu, etc. Next to him, Jiang Zhiwei, a girl from Xijian Pavilion, whom she saw yesterday, Zhang Yuanshan, a disciple of Zhenwu Sect, and Qingjing, the descendant of Xuantian Sect, looked around with confusion.

Meng Qi struggled to stand up, looking at all this in confusion, not understanding what was going on, and he was sleeping in the meditation room all the time. How could he come here? He also met these talented disciples of various sects. Is he still dreaming?

Suddenly, Qingjing's angry face appeared in front of Meng Qi. He raised his eyebrows and roared angrily: "What do you Shaolin want to do? Do you want to become public enemies of various sects?"

Meng Qi had no idea what he was saying at all, and looked at him in a daze.

"Qingjing, don't rush to draw conclusions first, then check the back of the statue and then see what's going on." Zhang Yuanshan maintained a calm attitude.

Jiang Zhi frowned slightly and said, "The little monk is just a serious monk. Even if this matter is related to Shaolin, he will not know. Why bother him? Moreover, I don't think we have anything worth Shaolin's plan."

Qingjing waved his right hand angrily: "Isn't this very obvious? Shaolin has heard that this land god who has attained the 'Golden Body of the Dragon Subduing Arhat', who can hide his ability to use the heavenly eyes and ears, and quietly take us away from the Shaolin Temple and the elders? I really can't imagine any other possibility except for him doing it myself!"

"I, I'm not in Shaolin..." At this time, a timid man walked out from behind a statue, about thirty years old, with a strong figure and a rough beard.

"Who else? Friends come out to see Zhang Yuanshan, Zhenwu." Zhang Yuanshan was stunned at first, and then said loudly.

"Senior Brother Zhang, it turns out you are here too." Two people walked out from behind different statues. One was a tall girl with hair tied with white handkerchief, with wheat skin, and the other was an ordinary young man with a calm expression and very serious.

Zhang Yuanshan was silent for a moment, and his expression became more and more serious: "It turns out to be Junior Sister Qi Xia from the Dajiang Gang. You are here when you wake up after falling asleep?"

Jiang Zhiwei walked to Meng Qi and said thoughtfully: "She is the youngest daughter of senior Qi Yuantong, the deputy leader of the Dajiang Gang. She also came to Shaolin this time."

"I don't know..." Meng Qi could only answer honestly, with countless thoughts in his mind rolling, and began to guess what he and others had encountered.

"Yes, but we woke up from the stone statue. When we heard someone talking here, we didn't dare to come out to meet for a while." Qi Xia frowned and pointed to the vulgar man. "The guess of Taoist Master Qing Jing is probably wrong. This is the fragrance master of my Dajiang Gang. Yan Wujiang, who is from the Jiang Zuoyan family, did not follow us to Shaolin. He should be still in Maoling, Jiangdong at this time."

"Yes, yes! Miss Third, I, I just won a big win at Maoling Tianzi No. 1 Casino and found a few popular fans to sing songs. But after waking up, I was in this inexplicable place!" Yan Wujiang looked scared and panic.

Jiang Zhi smiled softly, not knowing whether to introduce Meng Qi or to himself, "Wuzi generation, and Yan Wuwo, the leader of the 'Zombie Fist', are cousins. She has such a high seniority, but she only has a fragrant master in the Dajiang Gang. It seems that there is no reason..."

Qingjing frowned, walked to Yan Wujiang in two or three steps, and asked, "You bad gambling guy, you must have lie in your daily life. How can you prove that what you said is true?"

He still sticks to his opinion.

Yan Wujiang's lips twitched a few times: "You, you can go to Maoling Emperor No. 1 Casino to ask if I just won two thousand one hundred taels of silver!"

Relying on the presence of the third lady, he gradually calmed down a little.

"What is this?" Zhang Yuanshan frowned and turned to ask the ordinary man who was not smiling.

Jiang Zhi suddenly took a step forward, with two beautiful eyebrows locked: "Brother, I seem to have seen you? Well, I'm among the disciples of the Huanhua Sword Sect?"

The man was wearing a green hat, in his early twenties, but he did not have the energy and desire that he should have at this age. His face seemed to be wearing an iron mask, without any other expressions other than heavy expressions. He nodded gently: "I can remember that Miss Mengjiang is honored. Here is Qi Zhengyan, an ordinary disciple of the Huanhua Sword Sect, who came to Shaolin this time with him."

Zhang Yuanshan patted his left hand with his right hand, and for the first time he showed obvious confusion. This time the matter was so strange. There were both future pillars of the four sects, ordinary disciples, incense masters with low martial arts skills, and even messy monks who swept the floor and did odd jobs. It was really hard to see the criteria for selection.

Jiang Zhi pursed her lips slightly, her straight and small nose wrinkled, and said with a wry smile: "I originally thought this time it was targeting the disciples of various sects who came to Shaolin. Who knew that there was Master Yan Xiang..."

Qingjing sneered: "No matter whether the people present have real commonalities, how many people can take us away quietly from Shaolin? Humph, Kongwen Divine Monk, third in the Heavenly List, even if you can attain the "pure Yang Dao Body" Chonghe Senior, you will not be able to do this!

He still pointed his finger at Shaolin, but he couldn't figure out why the other party was doing such a strange thing.

when!

A melodious bell rang, causing everyone to look to the center of Baiyu Square.

"Welcome to the world of reincarnation!"

"There are endless dangers here, but you can also get everything you want from here!"

The grand and cold voice floated with the bell, and Meng Qi frowned. It seemed that he might have seen and heard such a situation somewhere?

"Who? Come out!" Qing Jing rushed towards the center as fast as a galloping horse, but it was empty and there was nothing.

"You can call me the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation." The voice continued.

Meng Qi subconsciously turned his head and saw Jiang Zhiwei and Zhang Yuanshan's eyes shining brightly, like purple light bursting out in the darkness, looking at the sounds intently and seriously.

Then, they looked at each other and shook their heads.

Meng Qi's heart sank, can't they find the source of the sound?

Qing Jing pressed the handle of the knife at his waist with his right hand, stopped there, and said loudly: "What's the point of grabbing us?"

A grand and cold voice said: "The world is turning around. You will experience one world after another, complete the tasks I have issued, and accumulate good skills. Good skills can be exchanged for everything you want, whether it is peerless martial arts, magic weapons, immortal weapons, longevity-extending pills, heaven and earth treasures, as long as you have heard of them, there are all here, and you don't know them, there are also here!"

"And every time you complete a task, you will return to your own world and wait for the next reincarnation to begin."

Meng Qi's mouth was half open, like a carp that lacked oxygen. Isn't this infinite flow? Am I in the world of fairy tale? This style is wrong!

"Get everything you want?" Qingjing sneered, sneering at the words of the "mysterious man".

He was born into the "Xuantian Sect" known as the Taoist throne of the Emperor of Heaven. He was well-informed about the secrets of magical skills and rare treasures. He did not believe that this inexplicable "Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation" could collect all the legendary things. After all, some of them were in his own sect!

The Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation did not speak, and a light curtain fell from the high white jade dome, with the top "Peerless Divine Arts Score", and the first line below it clearly states:

"The complete version of "Tathagata's Divine Palm", exchange price: one million good deeds."

"Tathagata's Divine Palm..." Who hadn't heard of this peerless magical skill? They took a breath. You know, there are two sects in the world's martial arts sects that use their incomplete moves as the basis for setting up temples! They pointed directly at the Tathagata's golden body that represents the supreme way!

Meng Qi's heart became hot without realizing it, and temporarily forgot about the problem of "the painting style is wrong".

Then, Jiang Zhiwei's voice implicitly excitedly read the second line: "The Seven Swords of the Sky, missing the third and the sixth form, exchange price: 750,000 good deeds."

Zhang Yuanshan's fists were clenched quietly, and the two fundamental magical skills of the Zhenwu Sect were derived from the seventh style of "Dao Destroys and Dao Generation" in "The Seven Swords of the Sky".

Qing Jing was shocked at first, then mocked: "The third and sixth swords are missing, aren't there anything..."

As he spoke, his laughter gradually became lower. This way of indicating what was missing was more convincing than writing everything directly. It seemed that there was nothing missing!

"Only the third, the sixth sword is missing..." Jiang Zhi squirmed her lips slightly, and a bright and brilliant face bloomed with dazzling brilliance, as if the pursuit of "The Seven Swords of the Sky" was her biggest dream.

The founder of the Xijiange Sect also had a strange adventure to obtain the first form of "Slaying the Dao and seeing me" in "Seven Swords of the Sky", and created the unique sword art of "Taishang Sword Sutra" that directly points to the realm of the Taoist body and Dharma body. It can condense the "Taishang Taoist body". Before he sat in the transformation, he said three times "very regret" about not being able to read the remaining six styles of "Seven Swords of the Sky".

Meng Qi swallowed his saliva with difficulty, looked down, and saw a familiar name again: "The complete version of "Eight and Nine Profound Kung Fu", exchange price, 950,000 Good Fights."

"Why haven't I heard of the 'Eight and Nine Profound Art'?" Qing Jing seemed to have forgotten his ridicule of the "Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation" and said in confusion.

Jiang Zhiwei, Zhang Yuanshan, Qi Xia and others shook their heads and signaled that they had never heard of it.

But Meng Qi was shouting wildly in his heart:

"Eight Nine Profound Art? Eight Nine Profound Art!"

Many of the martial arts behind this page are legendary things that Jiang Zhiwei and others have heard of, such as "Demon Emperor's Book", "The Golden Book of the Human Emperor", "The Phoenix's Ashes", etc., and also have fundamental techniques of some sects, such as "The Jade Book of the Emperor of Heaven", "The Seven Secrets of Zhenwu", and "The Supreme Sword Sutra".

Moreover, except for the "The Jade Book of Heavenly Emperor" missing the middle volume and the third page missing the "The Golden Book of Human Emperor" missing, the rest are all written in the complete version!

"It turned out to be the full version..." Zhang Yuanshan's eyes narrowed slightly, and Jiang Zhiwei also pressed his right hand on the hilt of the sword.

As proud disciples of the sect, they naturally felt uneasy when they saw their fundamental magical skills being listed here and could be exchanged.

Under normal circumstances, major sects have never let go of those who covet their own sect's martial arts, and even if they chase them to the ends of the world, they must be eliminated.

Meng Qi was not a qualified Shaolin disciple, but he didn't feel this deeply, but was shocked by the few martial arts he was "familiar" in the bottom, such as "The Heavenly Demon Slaughter God Strategy", "Huntian Baojian", "The Holy Demon Yuanfei", etc.
Chapter completed!